"Here Comes the Flood" (EP), by Oysterband

"Here Comes the Flood" (EP)

by Oysterband

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1.	Here Comes The Flood (Radio Version) 03:50	lyrics	buy track
HERE COMES THE FLOOD (WORDS AND MUSIC BY CHOPPER / JONES / PARTIS / PROSSER / TELFER) Factories in the Philippines Are cutting holes in brand new jeans For cutting edge consumers Rich kids in the West, you see They have no sense of irony And I could lose my sense of humour All across the wounded sky Vapour trails multiply Trade winds are getting stronger While we sip Shiraz and chill They bring us apples from Brazil New diseases from the Congo I haven’t prayed since God knows when My teeth are un-American Socialism’s orphan child, unimpressed, unreconciled Some people think I’m crazy, but I’m not - Here comes the flood Here comes the flood A million TV dishes crown The skyline of shantytown Everywhere our aspiration The word from CNN arrives We watch the headlines of our lives Each marooned in isolation The cool blue light of isolation Democracy for planet earth They roll it out like astroturf Busy men, they are all in a hurry Cheer and wear a stupid grin Watch them roll the bankers in Only the bad guys amongst us need to worry I haven’t prayed since God knows when My teeth are un-American Socialism’s orphan child, unimpressed, unreconciled Some people think I’m crazy, but I’m not - Here comes the flood Here comes the flood
2.	Dancing As Fast As I Can (Radio Edit) 03:57		buy track
3.	Dancing As Fast As I Can (Album Version) 05:40	lyrics	buy track
DANCING AS FAST AS I CAN WORDS AND MUSIC BY CHOPPER / JONES / PARTIS / PROSSER / TELFER The match burns down, it nips your fingers It wakes you from the dream of where you thought you were Wrong, wrong, got your face right in it (As if the world could care) And sliding under the wing to starboard A moon goes up and down on some city somewhere Your heart is jammed, the chamber’s loaded Silver bullets of joy or despair And you can trust in the power of music You can trust in the power of prayer But it’s only the white of your knuckles That’s keeping this plane in the air I’ve got scar tissue, I’ve got cash in hand Got a season ticket to the promised land And I do this for a living, mister, don’t you understand That I’m dancing, dancing, dancing Dancing as fast as I can? And when you’re dry they bring you brandy The gates of sleep you gotta push on through Who stands guard while you’re dreaming Of blue skies, blue over blue? And you can trust in the power of music You can trust in the power of prayer But it’s only the white of your knuckles That’s keeping this plane in the air I’ve got scar tissue, I’ve got cash in hand Got a season ticket to the promised land And I do this for a living, mister, don’t you understand That I’m dancing, dancing, dancing Dancing as fast as I can?

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released October 1, 2007

(c) + (p) 2007 Westpark Music, POBox 260 227, 50515 Cologne, Germany

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Label, Production- and Publishing Company, founded 1987, based in Cologne, Germany. Releases are CDs, Vinyls, DVDs, sheet music and biographies. Mainly concentrating on music from North of latitude 40. - means: roughly the area above the latitude that goes through Paris. ... more