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The Poacher
02:53
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Gamekeeper what do you say?
Get out of these woods
Or it'll be bye byes today
But come Friday night I've seen you down
The Fox and Hounds
Talking to your mates
And I've heard you say
Come around my place
Any time you like
I'll turn a blind eye
I've seen your wife
Down by your house
And I've seen her
Hanging all your washing out
She looks so fat
She looks so round
It makes me wonder
Quite where she got her roundness from
Perhaps gamekeeper
You're the biggest
Poacher of us all
Song written by Wob
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2. |
Legacy
05:07
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In the years to come
When our children read of us
Will they sit back
And swell with pride
Or will they talk for hours
And puzzle at what we've done?
Or will they follow in our stride?
Will they go on treating their fellow man with hatred?
Or will they treat everyone as themselves?
Will they love the world
And right all of our wrongs?
Or will they do as we have done?
Because from the river to the sea
We poison along the way
And turn everything
To our advantage
There's not much give
There's just take
And nothing in return
What a legacy to be an heir to
If the people who lived
One thousand years ago
Could come back now
And see how we've progressed
They would be horrified
To see what we've done
To their green land
Our history books and scriptures
Tell us how many people died
To fight for what is good
But when the fighting's over
Life goes on just the same
So do we really learn
From our mistakes?
Because there's still
Killing and dying
And suffering and pain
Because someone
Can't get on with his neighbour
There's not much give
There's just take
And nothing in return
What a legacy to be an heir to
Song written by Wob
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3. |
Sometimes
03:57
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Dont' talk to me like that
Don't look at me in that way
Just because I haven't seen
The things you've seen
Maybe I take you for granted
Think that I know what to do
But I need an outsider's point of view
Sometimes it's hard to listen
To someone in your position
You may be right
But sometimes I just don't see
I want to take control of my life
But it's you that has the way
Sometimes I might resent it
But it's always done for me
Because I don't have much belief
I don't know which way to go
I'm trying to reach for the moon
But I can't seem to get past my shoulder
Sometimes I feel just like a baby
Like I'm just starting out
But you've got all the answers
How do you do it?
I crawl around with nothing
Being treated like a fool
But it's stopping now
Because I'm getting out
Because I don't have much belief
I don't know which way to go
I'm trying to reach for the moon
But I can't seem to get past my shoulder
Song written by Wob
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4. |
Dancing for sixpence
01:54
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Cut off
Shut out
Is this the way it should be?
Dancing for sixpence
In an ever increasing circle
It's getting harder
Getting harder every day
To get nearer to the light
To stop it fading away
Lyrics © Wob
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5. |
Rapunzel
03:34
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Rapunzel she looks out
From her ivory tower
Lowers down her hair
To the knight below
Hauls him up to her
Find out about each other
But I know
As they hack through
This tangled web of thorns
Tattered, scratched and torn
They find the castle wall
Through the maze of hall and door
He finds her
But I know
I know it's all a game
For me
Cinderella removes her shoes
Before she walks through the door
She dances, twists and turns
Till he can dance no more
She leaves her number before she goes
She'll return again
Rapunzel she looks out
From her ivory tower I join her at the window
We look out over all of the roofs and bridges
Parks and the fields
We see the wall of thorns grow up
And we know
I know it's all the same
With me
I know it's all the same
For me
I know
Song written by Wob
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6. |
Goodbye Twyford
02:23
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The wind has blown the rain
Across the solitary Catherine
For the last time
The yellow iron dragons plough the way
For the ant like form of men
Through the land that once undulated
All the way across the south of the British Isles
Green flow
White scar
Grey line
Black road
Get it together!
Song written by Wob
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7. |
Kings Clearing
04:53
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I've sat for years
By this river
Where the silence
Was so full
I've sat for years
By this river
Where the fields
They came down to
Now there's a concrete bridge going over
And a road where the fields they used to be
A golf course in the distance
And a housing estate
Song written by wob
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8. |
Mole
02:13
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Scared
So small and scared
Brash
So tall and loud
Open and free
Secret and trapped
All the time in the world
No time at all
Strong and so very weak
Determined and unsure
A soaring tune
Blown by the wind
An anxious whisper
Caught behind a wall
You are the spirit
Of the great old trees
A nervous venturing cub
You
Are the pounding ocean
And you
Are the trickling brook
Racing clouds
Clear blue sky
Blazing sun
And the pummelling rain
Changing but forever remaining the same
Silent but so loud
Song written by Wob
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9. |
Dusty corners
05:11
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The house that was never yours
Seems so empty now
I search through the corners
For traces of you
The words that were never mine
Rattle round in my head
Some other place, some other time
We'll meet again
If only I was a tar
I'd make my way to you
Working my way across the seas of the world
I'd land there in your port
Where I'd find you for sure
Then I could leave dusty corners behind
Somewhere across the sea
Is the place that I long to be
Somewhere across the sea
But not here
If I had wings to fly
I'd lift me up to the wind
And navigate
The Garden State
To you
Take you upon my back
And follow the tall ships mast
Until we could find
Our own place to be
Song written by Wob
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10. |
Mother earth
03:05
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When all around there's nothing
Yet you know there is so much
And everything you believed in is fading away
The trees and the fields
And your whole life too
Just fading into the sea
One day the polar ice caps
Will come down just for you
And take you to a place where you've never seen
Deep down below the deep blue sea
To a land that's known as hell
And pay us for killing mother earth
There may be no solution
To this world wide pollution
But at least we can stop and realise
The more we bury deep inside
The more we burn our all the skies
Makes it less likely to stop this suicide
So when your child comes home from school
And asks you what you're doing
To stop the world from going to it's grave
What will you say?
Well son, I gave up all the things they said
And I guess so did everybody else
But the people who said that the governments never listen
Were right I'm afraid
So concerned were they with who had more power
And how much money they could get
For their filthy little schemes
That they did not listen
To those they had employed
And the incredible thing is that the powers that be
They ignored themselves
Song written by Wob
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11. |
London
02:08
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I'm tired
Tired of this place
Looking out windows
Seeing the bricks
Touching the sky
Waking and finding my face
With this hagard look
Walking on hot coals
Peeling the blisters off
One by one
But most of all
I'm tired of you
Song written by Wob
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12. |
The hardest part
04:14
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I'm sitting in the place where we sat
Just after you told me
You'd found somebody new
I came here when you told me you loved me
This morning
And walked out of the room
I cried
I cried coming here
Never before have I felt so much hurt
When two people have gone their ways
You said that it was months ago
But it feels just like yesterday
We parted
I was sort of alright till you told me
You'd slept with him
A brave face can fool as many as it wants
But it's not guaranteed to fool itself
I feel like part of me is empty
And part of me is numb
And part of me is burning and afraid
I wish we'd never made love that last time
I can still remember your body all around me
I want to erase it
No, just shade it over for a while
Be gone burning memory
I don't want you to feel bad
I want you to be happy
I hope he's right for you
I'm sorry I wasn't what you wanted
I wish I was
I'm still right next door
If you need me
I don't think that I'm strong enough
To come and tell you when I'm hurting
But please come and talk to me
Goodbye dear friend
I love you
And that's the hardest part
Song written by Wob
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Wob UK
Acoustic Country/folk Punk probably describes me best at the moment
"A spring heeled, iron lunged avalanche of energy and melody.
Wob's sound is a glorious and intelligent blend of punk, pop and folk."
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