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Chance It In The Fire
03:27
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Well there’s a demon at the edge of my prayers
He dances naked at the chapel ‘cos he loves the stares of holy people
He’s a damn disgrace
But when he kisses me I feel like I could take my place among the angels.
It’s like a little death
That pours a little bit of wickedness in every breath
And I’m addicted. But it feels so sweet
I’ll get on my knees and kiss your feet
‘Cos if I believe in something in this doomed little heart of mine
It’s the feeling of delicious danger shooting up my spine
And I feel it burn in my heart
Tears me apart
Calls me like the Bringer of Light
And if it’s wings and a harp
Or burn in the dark
I’ll chance it in the fire
Dancing with the devil tonight
Well there’s a million styles of sin to explore
And as you shower them upon me I will beg for more
I don’t love you. I just love your touch
And my mental barricade can only take so much
Of your corruption. Before it tumbles down
And as you flood me in depravity I’ll beg to drown
And you’ll be in me. Cascading round in my veins
Oh, dearest darling demon, come and break my chains
If I believe in something in this doomed little heart of mine
It’s the feeling of delicious danger shooting up my spine
And I feel it burn in my heart
Tears me apart
Calls me like the Bringer of Light
And if it’s wings and a harp
Or burn in the dark
I’ll chance it in the fire
Dancing with the devil tonight
And every second comes a little quicker
And there’s a sickness coming down
But I got a funny urge to feel sicker
My demon’s pushing me around
And I feel it burn in my heart
Tears me apart
Calls me like the Bringer of Light
And if it’s wings and a harp
Or burn in the dark
I’ll chance it in the fire
Dancing with the devil tonight
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2. |
Some Kind Of Hero
03:21
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Well there’s a cold and lonely thundercloud
Bearing down on the city tonight
And my baby’s going underground
Where there’s no sign of light
And there’s a chill wind scratching at the walls
And it’s crawling up under the door
But our castle was made for cannonballs
So my darling, you must cry no more
‘Cos if you love me I will dance in the firing line
Cackle at the storm each and every time
Catch a bullet in my heart I won’t even mind
Because I’m some kind of hero
When demons pound at your door I’ll chase them down
Scream hellfire at the top of my lungs
I’ll turn my gaze to the storm and I’ll face it down
With the power of a million suns
I’ll light a fire in the dark and stoke it up
Into flames that will dazzle for miles
And when the storm burns out and you’ve woken up
We’ll set out for the ocean in style
‘Cos if you love me I will dance in the firing line
Cackle at the storm each and every time
Catch a bullet in my heart I won’t even mind
Because I’m some kind of hero
But what kind of man
Would gamble your heart on the words of a song
That slips into silence when it’s gone wrong?
Well baby it beats doing nothing at all.
‘Cos if you love me I will dance in the firing line
Cackle at the storm each and every time
Catch a bullet in my heart I won’t even mind
Because I’m some kind of hero
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3. |
Get Well City
03:22
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Well I spend my days getting murdered
With some Grouse you mighta heard of
Sucking down on dirty dreams to get me through
But these days my brains are numbed
And now it seems my days are numbered
Oh my darling, tell me what am I to do?
Well you said, “My son, it’s just begun
Because now it’s time to go”
Going down to get well city
Going down to fix my head
Gonna drink myself real silly on the way
Gonna drown in my self-pity
Gonna put my sins to bed
And I won’t come back until they fade away
See I’ve been caught by the seduction
Of tortured souls and self destruction
And I set my sights on burning out right quick
Not to mention my affection
For being the centre of attention
Stir it up and just scream and shout “That boy is sick”
Going down to get well city
Going down to fix my head
Gonna drink myself real silly on the way
Gonna drown in my self-pity
Gonna put my sins to bed
And I won’t come back until they fade away
So darling, don’t be gentle
And please don’t spare the rod
Just beat me ‘til my bones are showing through
You say my body is a temple
But I don’t believe in God
So knock it down and build me something new
Going down to get well city
Going down to fix my head
Gonna drink myself real silly on the way
Gonna drown in my self-pity
Gonna put my sins to bed
And I won’t come back until they fade away
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4. |
Eddie Baby
03:31
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The cameras captured all of the glances and all of the chances we missed
We raged and we spun for all of the dancers, the song as it lasted was bliss
But now the years have eaten the songs we believed in
And nothing is left but the sound
Of six billion people ignoring the magic we found
Oh, but I hear your voice. It calls me like the night.
It’s singing in each syllable I write
Oh Eddie, baby, won’t you come to my arms tonight?
I beg and plead you, please succumb to my charms tonight
I give my heart
But you take it and you break it and you tear it apart
Oh Eddie, baby, won’t you come to my arms
When hormones were raging, whilst sweetly teenaging, we cackled at thoughts of decline
And every chord that the people ignored is preserved in my mind for all time
And while the years have clawed at us and tears have gnawed at us, the song in my head still resounds
And I hope that one day, dear friend, you will come around
Oh Eddy, baby, won’t you come to my arms tonight?
I beg and plead you, please succumb to my charms tonight
I give my heart
But you take it and you break it and you tear it apart
Oh Eddy, baby, won’t you come to my arms
So scream and shout. We’re burning out like everyone
So face the crowd, rage at thunderclouds. Just jump into the fire and run
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5. |
Kiss The Misfits
03:04
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Well you worked all day to make some money but it’s over now
You cackled at your boss who just ain’t funny but it’s over now
‘Cos you’ll find your heart in the backroom tonight
Where souls collide and the night comes to life
So kiss the misfits. Dance with the punks
Hug the junkies, dropouts and drunks
Raise your fist up, scream all at once
And feel alright
So you hate your job? Well just forget it ‘cos it’s over now
The suit doesn’t suit you, boy. So shed it ‘cos it’s over now
And you’ll find your heart in the backroom tonight
Where lust abounds and tedium takes flight
So kiss the misfits. Dance with the punks
Hug the junkies, dropouts and drunks
Raise your fist up, scream all at once
And feel alright
For you are not the clothes you’re wearing
So tear every thread from your bones
Chuck a flaming torch to all the files,
Photocopiers and phones
Lethargy can take its toll
So cast the anchors off your soul
Let the demons take control tonight
Kiss the misfits. Dance with the punks
Hug the junkies, dropouts and drunks
Raise your fist up, scream all at once
And feel alright
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Felix Hagan & The Family London, UK
Felix Hagan & The Family are a seven-piece beast made of makeup, hairspray and rock and roll. They fuse punk, rock, pop and musical theatre into a seamless, high-energy blend of genres, all held together by masterful musicianship and an outrageous desire to entertain. ... more
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