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The Coral
The Coral


Информация
Откуда Hoylake, Merseyside, England
Жанры Indie Pop
Psychedelic Folk
Alternative Country
Indie Rock
Годы 1996—н.в.
Лейблы Deltasonic Records
Сайт Website
Состав
James Skelly
Ian Skelly
Nick Power
Lee Southall
Paul Duffy
Бывшие участники
Bill Ryder-Jones



Альбом The Coral


Nightfreak And The Sons Of Becker (26.01.2004)
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This little girl, all work no play
October grey makes the hangman's day
Hotel, TV, silent movie
Her precious eyes gazed back at me
From the beach to the sea
While the count and the countess, they cry
For the ruins the world left behind
What a beautiful night for her precious eyes

The pubs are closed, the streets are cold
Billy Casper buries the bones
Of a boy that cried, learned to despise
I'll make them mine, her precious eyes

From the sand to the sky
While the gargoyles and dragons they sigh
For the sake of Saint serpentine
What a beautiful night for her precious eyes


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Venom cable, wicked tongue
Zoo keeper, iron lung
Venom cable, poisoned pout
Tarantula, burning blouse

Ooh oooh...

Venom cable, emergency
Magnetic simplicity

Venom cable, maggot brain
Wrap the world in cellophane

Ooh oooh...

Venom cable, venom cable

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I can see through you
I can see through you
I can see through you
I can see through, I can see through
I forgot my name, I forgot my name
On memory lane I forgot my name
I forgot my name, I forgot my name
This is not a game
When I forgot my name

I can see through you
I can see through you
I can see through you
I can see through, I can see through

I forgot my name, I forgot my name
Isn't that a shame, but I forgot my name
I forgot my name, I forgot my name
On memory lane I forgot my name

I can see through you
I can see through you
I can see through you

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Out in the field when the first has been born
Folks sing a song, song of the corn
Late in the day when the secrets are sworn
Folks tell a tale, tale of the corn
I heard a commotion one late afternoon
Someone was singing a funeral tune
As I lay watching them hoist up the cross
Something was burning, something was lost

Could you believe what the scarecrow had seen
Folks come to fall down to their knees
Rumours of strangers been buried alive

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In the beggar's house of wasted thoughts I saw you
You took my hand, led me to another land
Down past the old picture house we wandered
With no time to be proud, I have to decide now
If I should follow the sorrow or the song
Where do I belong?
The sorrow or the song?
The sorrow or the song?

How the thought of you clings to me like
How the thought of you clings to me like

A haunting school yard memory waiting
I'll have to wait turn, sit and watch them burn
The prison wall, the music hall, the tower clock
Is watching over town, I'll have to decide now

If I should follow the sorrow or the song
Where do I belong?
The sorrow or the song?

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Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
She's coming around
Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
And you're going down

She'll want your sympathy
She'll never let you be
She's sniffing at your food
Before it's even chewed

Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
She's coming around

Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
And you're going down

She thinks she's world renown
With the pastor of Paris crown
Before you think ahead
She'll be sleeping in your bed

Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation
Auntie's operation

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Son: "What's that, Daddy?"
Dad: "That's government property, Son!"
Son: "Buy why?"

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Please don't let the light through my window
Keep the curtain shut
It brings me good luck
Please don't let the light through my window
Don't wanna see the day
I don't need it anyway

Please don't let the light through my window
Don't wanna see the shop
Or the wet bus stop

Please don't let the light through my window
The bells ring out for doom
At this Sunday afternoon

Please don't let the light through my window

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Over the hill and far away
Down the valley and past the lake
Through the trees, beneath the shade
In this place, that's where i'll wait
For you
To keep me company
Like an old memory

An hour or two has just flown by
Took the sun out of the sky
A stained slass shadow, it will have been cast
A ghostly gaze forgets my past

But you
Could keep me company
Like an old memory

Oh no, here it comes again
Oh no, here it comes again
Can't stop the pain

I've come so far, I can't get home
Is no one there, am I alone?
Here and now I must confess

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Migraine - Doctor, doctor, won't you help me please?
Migraine - Doctor, doctor, I'm down on my knees
Migraine - I feel it run from my toes to my brain
Migraine - Tried every potion, but it can't be tamed
Migraine
Migraine - Doctor, doctor, tearing my hair out?
Migraine - Doctor, doctor, what's it all about?
Migraine - I feel so nervous and I'm feeling sick
Migraine - My body's aching and I'm shittin' bricks
Migraine

Migraine - Doctor, doctor, won't you find a cure?
Migraine - Doctor, doctor, should I stay indoors?
Migraine - I go to parties and I just freeze
Migraine - Think I'm infected with a social disease
Migraine - Think I'm infected with a social disease
Migraine - Think I'm infected with a social disease
Migraine - Think I'm infected with a social disease
Migraine - Think I'm infected with a social disease


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Oh come with me
To a lover's paradise
Where all the stars shine bright
Oh, won't you come with me?
Oh come with me
Your carriage, it waits my dear
A million miles and we'll be near
Oh, won't you come with me?

Oh come with me
To where the button bows, the fancy ties
Something's special in your eyes
Oh, won't you come with me?

In the winter or the summer time, or fall
We'll have a bore...
Just call and fly to a lover's paradise

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