Favourite Swervie Lyrics?

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I know it’s probably been done but what are your favourites, mine are as follows:

DURESS

And when the dawn begins to creep
Sunlight finds you in a heap
And how you wish that you could sleep
Forget the lies that you’ve been told
You think you’re settin’ free your soul
But you’re really gettin’ old
You’ve dreamt of divin’ in the sea
Your outstretched arms in front of me
And how you wished that you could breathe
In the grip of ecstasy
When the shadows follow me
And the night won’t set me free
You wish someone could love you less
Longing for that one caress
I see you sink under Duress
And when you wanna kill it dead
You let it throttle you instead

LAST TRAIN TO SATANSVILLE

You look like you’ve been losin’ sleep
Said a stranger on a train
I fixed him with an ice cold stare and said
I’ve been havin’ those dreams again
In one dream there’s this girl I love
And we dance every wakin’ breath
And in the other they’ve thrown me in a cell
And they’re tryin’ me for her death
I’m only young and young in love
As I hold that girl today
But I’m old and tired and in the cell
And I’ve nigh on withered away
Y’see my baby’ gone away too long
And I’m chokin’ back the tears
Disheveled star in a burnt out bar
And I’m talkin’ in my drink
She promised me the world and more
How could she do this to me?
And now mine’s tumblin’ down around
But at least my eyes can see
And those stars in the sky are for me

So as this fagged-out tinsel town
Waves so-long to the sun
I lay here calmly on my bed
And the trigger of my gun
And should that no good woman show up
Dancin’ from a dream
I’ll squeeze it twice and not think twice
And relish every scream

and

HARRY AND MAGGIE

I was born on a close street down a hill
The trees that line the street
Could sense the winter change
They felt the chill
They ducked and dived
And so we knew that they were alive
Until the year the silver rain came down
The trees turned mauve
And so did my hands
Oh, and the sound . . .
There was no sound and I’m freezing in the sun
Nobody cares to hide the dopeheads and the suicides
‘Cause everyone freezes in the sun
And it’s fallin’ away
I kicked around with Harry
Who lived near Salisbury Plain
He worked on the cathedral there every now and again
He worked with stone, carved with stone
Odd jobs on the telephone
One sunny day he was sent to the Houses of Parliament
chipping’ away at the gargoyles
Under the blistering sun
He carved out “Maggie Sucks” on the backs of every one
And so in five-hundred years
There’s gonna be some history here
After it all subsides in the sun

And it’s fallin’ away
And I don’t wanna know
I’m glad I don’t know
What’s draggin’ it under

Another day, another loon
A new pied piper calls the tune
So blow it up, watch it explode
Noah’s ark on overload
Wrestle with the results and throw ’em round the ring
Everybody knows there ain’t no rules in wrestling
(everybody knows there ain’t no rules)
The referee’s a dupe
Who only old ladies and children believe
I’m getting up now to leave
I’ll go back to that street someday
The air’s better there anyway
Though the trees are still gonna freeze in the sun

And it’s fallin’ away
And I don’t wanna know
I’m glad I don’t know
What’s draggin’ it under

What about you guys?

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