| 1. Ye Wiles - Cry Wolf |
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Long before we sat so high and mighty, There were others with a vision not short-sighted. But we listened to the papers and the media master, Mankind...
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| 2. Ye Wiles - If You Don't Catch The Last Train Home It Wont Happen |
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This is a throwing away. I should be saving the day, Or the world, perhaps both. But it depends on the girl, If you remember me at all would you send...
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| 3. Ye Wiles - Screenplay |
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I've tried to find a new career, but my feet are stuck on this stage. I'd like to be a film star, but I haven't got the legs. I'd even do an advert...
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| 4. Ye Wiles - Shuffle #3 |
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"Someone from home, called to share a smile today." "So share a smile, dial someone tonight." Refashion the daily bathing dream that Now that dirty...
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| 5. Ye Wiles - Rush, Our Faces Follow |
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I fear the word career, in terms of time and actions. It takes me so long, it took me so Long to get to work, to get to, A past B through C again,...
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| 6. Ye Wiles - Microwave Meals And Ideals |
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And so you take a step forward, The 21st century's all about boys. Walk or skip into suburbia, Where semi-naked chefs lurk behind kitchen doors. And...
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| 7. Ye Wiles - The Canvas That Hums |
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Don't make a habit, no don't make a habit of it. Less it more, see less. Break. Established routine, to schedule the screen. I need to blink...
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| 8. Ye Wiles - The Standard Voyeur |
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We sense it from all sides, So lacking in thrill if we know what's behind. Makes the real world tend to feel a bit tame now, So dull we need escape....
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| 9. Ye Wiles - Shuffle #2 |
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Won't you think before you pencil in the bridesmaids, With your make-up and your dates, you make expensive, ugly wives. Oh won't you think before you...
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| 10. Ye Wiles - In Appreciation Of Zoltan Kodaly |
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A fabricated room within which one can sit, And always be enclosed by material images. This would feature sackcloth. The backdrop would imitate Regal...
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| 11. Ye Wiles - Grope For An Anchor |
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"No more crying." He said as he rowed out to a horizon that No one sees and all with passion for a map. Oh hope. Help me get the feeling in my hands....
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| 12. Ye Wiles - Leisurewear |
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Take off your smart casuals and don Those slacks that ooze with "I'm on holiday." But do you realise that you're second best, To a disused PVC...
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| 13. Ye Wiles - The Face In The Colud That Smiles |
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Although the trees are still there and the oily puddles still splash, By the sides of the roads the grass starts to grow with starter homes to match....
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