Tom Mcrae

a & b song


A say's he's glad to be here, b's chasing storms in the lightning state,
Where everyday above ground is a good day, and life is great.
A's got a cocaine body, b's got a benylin brain,
A knows he's gonna be some body, b don't believe in fame.

And all our time slips away

A's got a girl for each season, b's got a mail order bride,
A knows he's headed for salvation, b's afraid to die.
If hell is in the detail, babe, i'm a microscope,
I know i'll live to see you swinging, given enough rope.

And all our time slips away

A's growing tired of conversation, he's ready for his final scene,
B's whistling hotel california, and still living out the dream.
Here we are together, let's roll the dice just one more time,
Odd number says we walk away now, even says we die ...don't wanna die.

And all our time slips away
And all our time slips away



Producer : chris hughes.
Tom mcrae : vocals, acoustic guitars, percussion, harmonica. chris hughes:
Drums, percussion.
Mark frith : electric guitar, hammond, bass. tony marrison: programming.


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Language of fools

I cannot use this language of fools to communicate with you.
The things that you say to mark the time of the day are calculated to bemuse.
And hey yeah ...hey hey yeah

Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time.
And lie here while i close my eyes, hold me through this night.

One good day will lead the way for another, my love.
Living here things are never so clear you discover my love,
And hey yeah ...hey hey yeah.

Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time.
And lie here while i close my eyes, hold me through this night.
Hide me, won't you hold my weight, hold me through this night.


Produced : chris hughes/tom mcrae.
Tom mcrae : vocals, guitars, piano, percussion. clive jenner : drums. mark
Frith : piano, hammond.
Chris hughes : percussion. strings arranged by anthony clarke.


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Untitled


Get me out, get me out, get me out of this room, let me see.
Cut it out, cut it out, rip it out from this wound, let me bleed.
But wait now, wait now for me... won't you...

Shut it out, shut it out, black it out with the night, to put me at ease won't
You...
Talk it out, talk it out, yell out to the ghosts that stalk the street.
But wait now, wait now for me...

And we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea.
I've been waiting for so long.

Take my hand, take my hand, kiss me softly, then take your leave..won't you..
Sit down, sit down, take the weight of me, let me grieve.
But wait now, wait now for me.

And we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea.
I've been waiting for so long.

But wait now, wait now for me.

And we'll sail on the high tide, drift on the open sea.
I've been waiting for so long.


Producer : chris hughes. tom mcrae : vocals. howard jones : piano.



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Sau paulo rain


There's always a party on funeral row, where the cross flashes red to the
Street.
And gasoline dreams of girls in blue jeans, he's grazing the surface od sleep.

The vultures on main street are eyeing you up, calculating the wait of your
Bones.
And midnight graffiti appears on your door, so we all can sleep safe in our
Homes.

And the storms in the distance hold no rain, and i feel my resistance giving
Way.
Shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time... sau paulo rain... sau
Paulo rain

Do not disturb this blood red earth, there's giants sleeping beneath,
And carnival queens on their deathbed scenes all go through the motions of
Grief.
Take another hit, let the bottle slip through your fingers and break like a
Promise made...
The day i remember, my heart i will keep, my voice i surrender and i will not
Speak to lie.

We were so alive, we were so alive.
Shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time... sau paulo rain... sau
Paulo rain



Producer : tom mcrae/jamie cullum.
Tom mcrae : vocals, acoustic/electric guitars.
Tony marrison : bass, keyboards.
Clive jenner : drums.
Anthony clarke : piano.

Tell all my friends
I have gone to the moon
Tell all my friends
I will write them soon
And tell them
If you see them
That i am better left alone

'cause i'm living up here where the air is thin
And where gravity don't bring you down
Yeah i'm living up here and i'm watching your universe cooling down

I spend my days beneath a perspex dome
I think that i have finally come home

So tell them
If you see them
That i am better left alone

'cause i'm living up here where the air is thin
And where gravity don't bring you down
Yeah i'm living up here and i'm watching your universe cooling down

Yeah i'm living up here where the air is thin
And where gravity don't bring you down
I'm living up here and i'm watching your universe cooling down

If you won't
Carry a gun
And if you won't
Learn to run

Hide from the world
It will come for you
You have no place in this time

If you won't
Carry a gun
And if you won't
Learn to run

Hide from the world
It will come for you
You have no place in this time

And it's the cars on the highway
It's the drunks singing 'my way'
We're all caught in a hidden camera show
And it's the thrill of deception
It's the chill of rejection
In the faces of the people we don't know

If you love
Bury it deep
When you talk
Know that talk is cheap
Swallow your tounge
This is not your fight
It's braver sometimes just to run

And it's the cars on the highway
It's the drunks singing 'my way'
We're all caught in a hidden camera show

And it's the cars on the highway
It's the drunks singing 'my way'
We're all caught in a hidden camera show
And it's the blink of a shutter
It's the hitman in the gutter
We're all caught in a hidden camera show
And i close my eyes
Turn my face to the sky
I won't smile for your hidden camera show

there's always a party on funeral row,
where the cross flashes red to the street.
And gasoline dreams of girls in blue jeans, he's
grazing the surface of sleep.

The vultures on main street are eyeing you up,
calculating the wait of your bones.
And midnight graffiti appears on your door, so we
all can sleep safe in our homes.

And the storms in the distance hold no rain,
and i feel my resistance giving way.
Shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time...
sao paulo rain...sao paulo rain

Do not disturb this blood red earth, theres giants sleeping beneath,
and carnival queens on their deathbed scenes all go through the motions of grief.
Take another hit, let the bottle slip through your fingers
and break like a promise made...
the day i remember, my heart i will keep, my voice i surrender and i will not
speak to lie.

We were so alive, we were so alive
Shelter me from this sky, dance with me one last time
sao paulo rain...sao paulo rain...

I feel the night is on your side
Shadows wait you when you rise
You hold the weight of every moment
Move no distance in your stride

And while you wallow in your wounds
You let the devils draw near
One more mile is all we have
You got nothing to fear

I feel the night is on your side
And i don't recognise this road
We sleep all day and walk all night
You're leading me too far from home

And he says pour another drink
And take a good look around
One more mile is all we have
Until the lost become the found

And by the firelight i see footprints
Shadows circle on the floor
And everything is so familiar
We have come this way before

Do i have the will
Do i
One more mile
One more mile
Do i have the will
Do i
One more mile
One more mile

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Welcome to the second reel glad that you can make it
We thought your fate was sealed it's not what we expected
But you punch above your weight and you're stronger than you look
And the ending's not the same they changed it from the book

I'm the boy with the bubblegun
I'm taking aim
I cannot hit to hurt or cause you pain
If words could kill i'd spell out your name

It's time to kill the king it's written in the scripture
See what tomorrow brings got to get a bigger picture
So forgive me forgive me for i am born to be what i must be and i must be

The boy with the bubblegun i'm taking aim
I cannot hit to hurt or cause you pain
If words could kill i'd spell out your name
I'm the boy with the bubblegun
The boy with the bubblegun
I'm the boy with the bubblegun with work to do
If songs could kill this one's for you