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Information Age
03:05
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INFORMATION AGE
Global village. On-line services.
Plug-in, dial-up, get ahead.
You can't afford to be on the outside
It's not enough to use your head.
We've got the power,
We've got the buy-in.
Not a chance on earth we won't succeed.
Not a chance you won't find what we think you need.
Information age.
Information.
Information age.
Freedom of information.
A free-for-all and free to no-one.
It's not enough to speak the new-speak
Lying about the hits you had this week?
What if I'm too poor?
What if I'm too old?
Who's gonna help me not get left behind,
Hook me up to the new collective mind?
We've got the power,
We've got the buy-in.
What if I'm too poor?
What if I'm too old?
Freedom of information?
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2. |
Customer
01:19
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CUSTOMER
If I'm the most important person in the world today.
Why do you treat me like a fool?
Before it wasn't quite the same.
Back then I used a different name.
But then you changed the rules
And now you play a different game.
I am the customer.
I pay, I pay, I pay.
I am the customer.
I never had so much fun
Buying all the things that I don’t need,
But then you sell them with such style
And you really care.
I didn’t mean to come here.
And now I’ll never leave here.
You’re ever so politely playing on my fears.
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Stubborn
03:07
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STUBBORN
Well it's a city in limbo, it's hustle beach. Get an ammonia suntan there, but so indiscreet. You've got dead house sand and the hot dust sun, but I feel so strange. I feel undone. It's making me stubborn. Well I could go there now and pretend I was missing. What's it like? And sometimes it works - that's when you'll catch me wishing. I see bullet holes in ancient walls and the look-out faces guarding hostile thoughts. Their secret alleys wind cool and dark. While cats and paedophiles are loose in the park. It's making me stubborn.
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Waiting
02:31
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WAITING
Waiting - not giving up,
Just staying here and holding out.
Obstinacy and a patience born of generations.
Misinformed and disregarded,
In the background, in the way.
Looking on with helpless anger,
Hoping they'll get theirs someday.
Why are we waiting? Why don't we care?
Waiting - it's easy enough
Doing nothing, going nowhere.
Not looking ahead
Not reaching out for something that's new
Borderline alcoholics
Dry for a week to calm their fears.
Variety is channel hopping.
Living out those three-score years.
Why are we waiting? Why don't we care?
It's something we can't start to talk about.
The freedom to do nothing.
Complacent, bloated wrecks
Still feeding on the unwashed masses.
We're judging all the time.
It's something, but it tastes like nothing.
We're waiting....all the time.
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5. |
Compartmentalize
03:05
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COMPARTMENTALIZE
Compartmentalize: I find I've got to. keep it in boxes. keep it separate now. it's the only way i can keep it all going. it's the only way I get to keep anything. it wasn't too hard making it look easy. now the hardest part is just making it through. so keep it together. this can't last forever. I'm keeping it away from the people I shouldn't.
We give nothing for nothing and we're taking it all. Wearing the world like a cheap suit....so small.
Compartmentalize: I find I've got to. keep it in boxes. keep it separate now. it's the only way I can keep it all going. I'm keeping it away from the people I shouldn't.
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6. |
Circular
02:00
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7. |
I Can't Free You
04:36
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I CAN'T FREE YOU
I've never floated while I crash-landed,
I've never felt so clumsily dab-handed.
And I've never lost anything like this
Just at the moment that I found it.
I've never felt so good and watched it all fall apart.
We broke the finish line before we reached the start.
I woke up smiling even though you weren't there next to me.
I was still so happy I could scream.
If I call you. If I see you.
If I hold you. I can't free you.
I can't tell you how I'm feeling now from day to day.
But I'll be thinking about you a thousand different ways.
I'll think of things you told me
They take me to another place
But it's somewhere else I'll have to leave in time.
How did we make it so impossible for us to win?
It's OK dreaming till reality sets in.
And being philosophical might be the right way through
Or maybe it's too late...
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8. |
Smalltown Song
03:37
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SMALLTOWN SONG
Spring came early this year again.
Bursting through the last of the snow
I was outside when it happened
Laughing with the drunk man and the wind
Singing, "Peace In The Alley".
But this is a small town song.
Not a cloudburst over the city.
It brings you up, it pulls you down low.
We've all had yesterdays;
The happiest and saddest stuff we know.
I've been walking around, looking for you
But I haven't found you yet.
And I've been hovering just like a rainstorm,
But no-one else is getting wet.
I hope I never find you.
Then I'd have nothing to do
And I've got nothing to lose.
Not even you.
I don't wanna lose you.
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Chocolate London, UK
Chocolate was put together by Ed Wenn in late 1992 and survived, in a variety of configurations, until 1999; filling the years between the end of Sink and the start of K-Line. Successive line-ups featured members of Elmerhassel, Stupids, Optimum Wound Profile, Sink, Yardman, Understand & Big Ray. ... more
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