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1. Crazy Dreams
2. The Road to the Promised Land
3. Busted Loose
4. Cold Cold Night
5. Hard Station
6. Dancer in the Fire
7. Night Hunting Time
8. Nothing but the Same Old Story
Snow-bound siren in the winter dawn
There’s a blizzard blowing in from off the river
It’s ten below out on these city streets,
But the feeling in your heart is even colder
The sunrise screeching down the line
And the fog banks running out of time,
But you won’t be here when they creep in tomorrow
You’re tired of dreaming someone else’s dreams
When they really don’t include you any longer
Miles from home, you’re sliding down with each day
And you need a woman’s love to make you stronger
And lately you’ve been getting doubts
A voice inside keeps calling out
That someone else’s dreams don’t get you nowhere.
So shut the suitcase, kiss the year goodbye
Don’t let nobody stop you at the doorway
And close the shutters on this empty room
Where these crazy dreams come crawling to devour you
And head on out across that line
Where she’s been waiting all this time
And tell her that you want her there forever.
It’s still two hours till this plane gets down
Can hardly bear to wait another minute
Your sweet loving babe is all that I need
Darling it’s been building up inside of me
Tonight we’ll go and paint this town
We’re gonna drink champagne, till we both fall down
And we’ll find some other crazy dream tomorrow.
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The Road To The Promised Land (Paul Brady)
‘Tell you I don’t understand it’ he said
‘What are you hoping to gain?
Rocking this boat and you’ll end up capsizing
Throwing it all down the drain
Said to quit chasing the end of the rainbow
Told me we’d find nothing there
But you and I know, girl, there’s something else out there.
So come on with me, off on a journey
Far away out on the sea
Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning
Soon you and I will be free
Wo-oh darling I know there is danger
On the road to the promised land
But, oh, the beauty we’ll find.
Lying here watching the world from a window
Seeing it passing us by
Knowing we’re fooling ourselves when we think
We’ll be happy up here till we die
Getting so good at inventing excuses
Hiding the feeling inside
But it’s growing so strong, I can’t wait any longer.
So come on etc repeat
Some getting by, by keeping their eyes closed
Some are too blind they can’t see
Others live hiding behind stained glass windows
But that never helped you or me
Wasting the years stumbling round in the shadows
With no one to light up the way
But now we’re together, we’ll guide one another, so
come on with me, off on a journey
Far away out on the sea
Sailing away as the dawn tide is turning
To a place where we both will be free
Oh darling I know there is danger
On the road to the promised land
Oh leaving our heartaches behind
Oh darling the beauty we’ll find
When we rise up in the morning
Sailing out on the ocean
Just you and me babe
When we lie down in the evening
Oh, the beauty we’ll find
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It was a cruel turn of fate
I did three bitter years inside
A friend of mine who set me up
And he was the one got away with the money.
But I swore tonight would be the night
This place couldn’t hold me no longer.
The rain was dancing on the yard
The searchlight creeping down the wall
The night it was so black outside
I nearly jumped half a block from the rendezvous.
But when I landed on the street
I saw the green light come shining
Chorus
I’m busted loose, I’m out on the run
I’m so close, you’re right in the sights of my gun,
I’m nervous, I’m out of control
I can’t stop the hurricane down in my soul
Nobody can hide you
I’m standing right beside you
Watching everything you do.
I thought that I was strong enough
To take the screws at their own game
But they’ve got tricks they keep in store
For anyone dreaming of beating the system
They had me down upon my knees
Soon I was begging for mercy
My girl she said she’d stick it out
She kissed my fingers through the grille
She whispered she’d love no-one else
But then she took off with a creep from the south side
The night they passed me down the news
That’s when the fuse started burning
Repeat Chorus
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Had a bad dream
Had a bad dream in the cold cold night
Had a bad dream
Darling it came to me in the cold cold night
I dreamed I looked for you but you were gone
You were a shadow fading in the dawn
And there was nothing but the memory to linger on
I had been searching
Searching for my destiny
High and mighty
Way above the clouds to find the soul in me
While you were stuck here with your ball and your chain
I was too far away to ease your pain
And all you wanted was to feel you were alive again
So let me hold you
Let me hold you like it used to be
Let me tear down
Everything that’s separating you and me
For I was blinded but now I can see
The price you have paid for loving me
And there is nothing I won’t do to try to set you free
For in the end
In the end it’s just the two of us
In the end
Darling there is nothing but the two of us
When all the passing ships have come and gone
There’ll be nobody else to lean upon
And in the end it’s up to you and me to carry on.
it’s up to you and me to carry on
There’ll be nobody else to lean upon.
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Hey Mr. Businessman
Please take me as I am
I’m ready to go straight
but it’s not easy
When you don’t have no money
And if you take a chance
I know you won’t be sorry
Hard times all around
Hard Station in the town
She came to me this morning
Came to my brother’s place
Cards laid out on the table
Tears streaming down her face
So Mr. Businessman
Please take me as I am
I’m ready to go straight
but it’s not easy
When you don’t have no money
So listen to me please
I know you won’t be sorry
Hard times all around
Hard Station in the town
Round here you get downhearted
It’s more than a man can take
Friends making propositions
That was my first mistake
So Mr. Businessman
Please take me as I am
I’m ready to go straight
but it’s not easy
When you don’t have no money
So listen to me please
I know you won’t be sorry
Hard times all around
Hard Station in the town
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Dancer In The Fire (Paul Brady)
The last time I saw you
Was the spring of ’75
And way back then I was afraid
to look you in the eye
Yes even then I found it hard to
To look you in the eye
Come a running to me with your soul in your hand
Like a child who knew no fear
With such a need to be alive
I was scared to get too near
With such a need to be alive
I was scared to get too near
You burned so bright into the night
A dancer in the fire
I wished I had your nerve back then
But I was scared to walk the wire
Yes i was scared to walk the wire
I was afraid to walk the wire
And now it’s three years later
You’re still eager for the game
But your eyes can’t hide the times you tried
To live too near too the flame
Your eyes can’t hide the tears you cried
When you got too near the flame.
But to you it makes no difference
Just how many times you fall
For you’ve seen the freedom through the flame
And you can’t resist the call . . .
you’ve seen the freedom through the flame
And you want to taste it all
You burn so bright into the night
A dancer in the fire
I wish I had your nerve right now
But I’m still scared to walk the wire
Yes I’m still scared to walk the wire
I’m still afraid to walk the wire
The last time I saw you
Was the spring of ’75
And way back then I was afraid
Of dancing in the fire
And even now I can’t reach out
To join you on the wire
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Night Hunting Time (Paul Brady)
Drank all of the whiskey
But I still can’t get no rest
Brain trapped on a roller coaster
Got a pain in my chest
Cold water on my eyeballs
Send a shiver up my spine
Hit the street in the wee wee hours
This is the night hunting time
Don’t know what I’m doing here
Got to get my senses clear
Stumble in off the footpath
Heard the sounds from below
Get accustomed to the darkness
Got to take it real slow
Sweat streaming down my cheekbones
Smoke stinging my eyes
Walls dripping like the jungle
But this ain’t no paradise
Struggle up to the counter
Catch the tension in the air
Black Sabbath drive a young boy crazy
This ain’t no frivolous affair
Young girl sipping Pernod
Body hunger in her glance
No stopping when it comes to doin’
The Heavy Metal Romance
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Nothing But The Same Old Story (Paul Brady)
I was just about nineteen
When I landed on their shore
With my eyes big as headlights
Like the thousands and thousands who came before
I was going to be something . . .
Smiled at the man scrutinising my face
As I stepped down off the gangway
Came down to their city
Where I worked for many’s the year
Built a hundred houses
Must’ve pulled half a million pints of beer
Living under suspicion
Putting up with the hatred and fear in their eyes
You can see that you’re nothing but a murderer
In their eyes, we’re nothing but a bunch of murderers
Hey, Johnny, can’t wait till Saturday night!
Got a thirst that’s raging . . .
Know a place where we can put that right
Wash away the confusion
Hose down this fire inside
But look out!
‘Cause I’ll tear you into pieces if you cross me.
I’m sick of watching them break up
Every time some bird-brain puts us down
Making jokes on the radio . . .
Guess it helps them all drown out the sound
Of the crumbling foundations
Any fool can see the writing on the wall
But they just don’t believe that its happening.
There’s a crowd says I’m alright
Say they like my turn of phrase
Take me round to their parties
Like some dressed up monkey in a cage.
And I play my accordion
Oh! but when the wine seeps through the facade
It’s nothing but the same old story
Nothing but the same old story
Got a brother in Boston
Says he’ll send me on the fare
Just wrote me a letter
Making out that he’s cleaning up out there
Two cars in the driveway.
Summer house way down on the Cape
And I know he’d fix me up in the morning
I’ve been thinking about it
But it seems so far to go
People say in the winter
you’d get lost underneath the snow
And there’s this girl from my home place
We’ve been planning to move back and give it a try
So I never got around to going
That’s why I never got around to going.
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