bristol hits vol. 4

by Chuck Zak & the Oxford Boys

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her word 02:51
There's one girl I'd like to be the queen of this stuff is just between us Inside a world I dream up that's where you might've seen us And I shouldn't feel any shame but why would anything change? I shouldn't feel absurd after all she gave me her word There's one girl I'd like to plummet into where her twain was riven in two forgive whatever I do oh to be pardoned by you And I shouldn't waste any time she's got a number like mine I should forget what I've heard after all she gave me her word Was it a word of warning from a little bird I heard "yes" when she gave me her word And I shouldn't feel any pain as I dive under that train the crushing weight shouldn't hurt after all she gave me her word
I would like you to talk to somebody I know I know him, he's a friend of mine he's the ombudsman Tell him who cried at your party and stole the spotilght, it's the daily grind for the ombudsman Step up to the microphone closer, his hearing's gone oh why are you talking to me? Speak disrespectfully that's fine, just give everything oh why are you still talking to me? why are you talking to me? I would like you to talk to somebody you know you know him as a quiet guy he's the ombudsman Follow him 'round the back and expose the whole dirty mess for the very first time to the ombudsman He's right behind you you concern is his concern too so why are you talking to me? It's your turn, you've got his ear he's pointing at you, my dear so why are you still talking to me? why are you talking to me?
you don't wanna know take my word there's a lot I could say [here's the story] We met through a friend things were good up until yesterday [here's the story] You might want to grab a cigarette I need to talk to someone before I forget Just be thankful that you don't even know her dude, I've barely started and now lunch is over She don't give a damn and man, there's a lot on my plate [here's the story] there's the girl that I lost big bills and a job that I hate [here's the story] you might know this story you've been through the wars it might seem like you've heard this all before just be thankful that she lives two towns over here's the part you won't believe lean in closer you might know this story you've told it yourself you've been on my side as you've plied someone else just be thankful your head is not still spinning dude, I've lost my place can I start at the beginning?
[lyrics mostly taken from part IV of Preludes by T. S. Eliot] His soul stretched tight across the skies That fade behind a city block, Or trampled by insistent feet At four and five and six o'clock; [four lines of my own equally good poetry] And short square fingers stuffing pipes, And evening newspapers, and eyes Assured of certain certainties, The conscience of a blackened street Impatient to assume the world.
the genie 03:52
put the genie back in the bottle as much as anyone can any flicker of hope any grain of sand save your friends on the banks of the Delaware save your friends on the Seine save your friends on the Tigris and Adelaide oh, look on the bright side if they ever go you might never know oh, and if they do do it right beneath my nose so I don't ever know so put the genie back in the bottle before you make other plans to return to the moon or to dreamland and save your friends on the brink of discovery save your friends in the black save your friends so the best of you can bring the rest back
among the many moods of murray wilson could there be a little joy for his little boy or is there only bitterness and jealousy remember when he first played at the piano you liked the sound you heard but you wouldn't say so there's people in the world are gonna wish on his rainbow later people i the know are gonna hand him his halo but he don't care he just wants someone to be there among the many moods of murray wilson should there be a little pride welling up inside to see him doing everything he ever dreamed playing on the tv, ladies are screaming shadowed by his cousin, all beady and scheming always at the mercy of his emotion lose it in a song about a girl in the ocean under summer sun but what happened to the fun, fun, fun?
masquerading 02:41
at night when i go to bed i worry 'cause i know you're getting strong instead of laying where you fell and staying dead masquerading unfamiliar to the dreamer's eye someone waiting 'round the corner in the dead of night the trap that i set for you was sprung and you where screaming from the other room and brick by brick i sealed you in a tomb now you found me and i never know the form you'll take you surround me sometimes the apple sometimes the snake and you might be distorted'but impossible to hide you're not bound to any general our either side i'm still sursprised though i know you're there when i close my eyes
5th season 02:47
after spring after summer evenings autumn is cold winter is colder the edge of the world your soon going over after spring golden ring around the limb of some yearling cut from the cast but weak in the knees and too pink in the ass for a sudden fifth season after spring I thought the point of the whole affair if your bad luck takes you there was to be deathly still but unafraid to kill another season always will follow after spring serpent sing there's some ill I'm consid'ring turning away rebelling from reason and touring the world as the latest fifth season after spring
I went to a party to meet other people we could agree where we stood on good and evil pity's a martyr and love is an eagle and serendipity is the fifth beatle sometimes your heart is a rat and your dreams just seagulls but serendipity is the fifth beatle i had a friend he used to play with needles he'd spin for the brides as the night grew feeble he said heaven's tonight and hell's other people and serendipity is the fifth beatle
titled_wave 02:15
taking a wave from the ocean and giving it a name then letting it continue along its way you don't know how soon a heart can shatter on the best of days or how to let a wild thing slip away deep water rising do you know her name what became of all our tomorrows? what became of my wave low budget, down to nothing and nothing's all i got nothing's not a lot to build upon a house of cards, it's all an illusion all the best things are but reality won't let it go that far deep water rising do you have no shame? to forget she ever existed to forget my wave


released August 25, 2012


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