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Change the News
03:13
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Have you heard of our Johnny?
He was on the news today
It was one of those sad stories that never end up well
Well Johnny was my buddy
I used to know him well
Not well enough I guess to foresee his tragic fate
When your own house is just a jail
When your own mind is just a cage
When there’s nothing we can say
I wish I could change the news
Oh, oh, oh!
I wish I could break the rules
Oh, oh, oh!
And stop this game of fools
Oh, oh, oh!
I wish I could change the news
The neighbours said it’s never pretty around this neck of the woods
But what the hell do I know?
I was the lucky one
Who would have thought the teacher’s pet
The quiet one who never swears
Who never broke a single plate
Could do a thing like this
It feels like Hell broke loose today
You can see shadows everywhere
You raise the questions
It’s all fake
There ain’t no answers yet
When your own house is just a jail
When your own mind is just a cage
When there’s nothing we can say
I wish I could change the news
Oh, oh, oh!
I wish I could break the rules
Oh, oh, oh!
And stop this game of fools
Oh, oh, oh!
I wish I could change the news
When your own house is just a jail
When your own mind is just a cage
When there’s nothing we can say
I wish I could change the news
Oh, oh, oh!
I wish I could break the rules
Oh, oh, oh!
And stop this game of fools
Oh, oh, oh!
I wish I could change the news
We never gave much credit to no one’s highs and lows
You can always wash it down as long as the tap is on
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2. |
Evil Inside
03:22
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The bastards have broken the old wooden horse you used to ride in the park where we met
The bench where we first kissed is now locked in chains ‘cause you can’t trust nobody these days
They keep vandalising the statues of victims whose names they won’t bother to learn
There’s broken glass all around the swing and the slide
Some days I just want to let go of this evil inside
That haunted mansion we were always banned from was set on fire last night
They punctured the wheels of the abandoned Trans Am I was gonna drive to get away
They’re still racing mad on their suicide cars each Friday night by the seaside
And I can’t even call to your phone booth ‘cause they just cut the wires
Some days I just want to let go of this evil inside
The waters keep rising, the wetlands keep drying and the fish are all choking on coke
They spit on my doorstep, they park on my driveway and push me away with their smoke
The blind ones can see it, the deaf ones can feel it but the cynics keep blaming the sun
They laugh at the buskers who sing in the cold every night
Some days I just want to let go of this evil inside
Some days I just want to let go of this evil inside
Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020
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3. |
I Won't Give Up
02:41
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No need to apologize for the things you don’t regret
Oh, oh! Oh, oh!
It ain’t no sacrifice when you don’t feel any pain
Oh, oh! Oh, oh!
And I won’t give up ‘til you prove me wrong
I won’t give up ‘til I get across
I won’t give up ‘til I make my point
I won’t give up. No!
You treat me like a pet and you keep me in a cage
Oh, oh! Oh, oh!
You thought I’d bite your bait but I ain’t no easy prey
Oh, oh! Oh, oh!
And I won’t give up ‘til you prove me wrong
I won’t give up ‘til I get across
I won’t give up ‘til I make my point
I won’t give up. No!
And I won’t give up ‘til you prove me wrong
I won’t give up ‘til I get across
I won’t give up ‘til I make my point
I won’t give up. No!
Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020
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4. |
Your Accordion Song
03:43
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It was the first time we ever saw Dylan
On that crowded beach on a hot summer eve
He played the last chords like a rolling stone
Hey that could be me on a night like this in search of God knows what!
The moon turned down its shining
It feared for its life, it turned a blind eye
It stayed in its den, t gave me no chance
But to accept that its charm is not meant to be spent on the day-dreaming kind
Guess it just wasn’t our fate, it wasn’t our night
I was wrong ‘cause the moon’s always right
Now let me sleep the night along to your accordion song
Then it drizzled all over the avenue
We were cast away from the merry-go-round
And gone into exile on a dark boulevard
Out there where the pilgrims await the day on a silent bandstand
And the music led on to our slumbers While giving away my sorrowful side
Exposing my wounds
Amplifying my blues
The minutes flew by and a hard cold truth took over and dawned on us
Guess it just wasn’t our fate, it wasn’t our night
I was wrong ‘cause the moon’s always right
Now let me sleep the night along to your accordion song
So many letters and phone calls
So many stations and so many farewells
And so many rides and one more goodbye
With dead-pan eyes and a one-way ticket to another promised land
Guess it just wasn’t our fate, it wasn’t our night
I was wrong ‘cause the moon’s always right
Now let me sleep the night along to your accordion song Then I’ll leave you alone
Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020
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5. |
You Put a Spell on Me
01:51
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I can’t feel the breeze if you keep blowing into my face
I can’t hear my beat if you keep tapping on my chest
I gotta find out what I need
You made me think it’s what I want
You put a spell on me
I can’t see the light if you keep looking into my eye
I can’t hear my thoughts if you keep talking into my ear
I gotta find out what I need
You made me think it’s what I want
You put a spell on me
I gotta find out what I need
You made me think it’s what I want
You put a spell on me
Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020
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6. |
Have You Seen the Storm
03:36
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Have you seen that storm?
It wasn’t there a while ago
Have you seen its size?
I think we all should run inside
Have you seen that cloud?
It must have been brewing for quite a while
We saw the warning signs
But now I can’t believe my eyes
Have you seen that storm?
Have you seen that storm?
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Have you seen the fire?
We shouldn’t have let it all dry
Have you seen those flames?
I think I know who’s to blame
Have you seen my torch?
I keep it in a secret spot
Away from the boss
Around here there’s cronies galore
Have you seen my gun?
Have you seen my gun?
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020
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7. |
Fountain of Life
03:27
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The rooster is crowing
The cowbells are tolling
The frost is now melting away
There’s an amber horizon
And soon we’ll be marching
Away to the fountain of life
I smell chestnuts roasting
While you’re still there yawning
But we haven’t got time for a bite
It’s a good day for hiking
And it’s not only hardship
When you’re going to the fountain of life
Well if you get in trouble
If there’s a hole in your bucket
You don’t wait ’till they fix it for you
It’s each one for themselves
This is how we all got here
It’s the rule at the fountain of life
You may think we’re all good friends
When it’s all grins and handshakes
But you gotta be able to tell
Who plays by the rules
Who you shouldn’t trust
We all need this fountain of life
We all saw the drought coming
You reap what you sow brother
And we pay the price every day
There’s no one else to blame
And you don’t beg for mercy
Down here at the fountain of life
Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020
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8. |
Mountain O' Gold
03:23
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9. |
Yuletide Serenade
02:48
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10. |
This Side of the Road
04:06
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Well I couldn’t afford any luxuries
And I couldn’t afford no drugs
We spent it all on survival
And I wish I had a story to tell
My school was the books from my grandad
My gym were the hills on my town
They teach you to walk and you learn how to run
What else can a poor boy do?
What else can a poor boy do?
On this side of the road
On this side of truth and facts
It’s where I belong
It’s where I come from
On this side of the road
On this side of the road
On this side of the road
On this side of the road
My dope was the smell of old vinyl
My sleigh was a cardboard on grass
My football a mash-up of plastic
And I wish I had a story to tell
My school was the books from my grandad
My gym were the hills on my town
They teach you to walk and you learn how to fly
What else can a poor boy do?
What else can a poor boy do?
On this side of the road
On this side of truth and facts
It’s where I belong
It’s what I call home
On this side of the road
On this side of the road
On this side of the road
On this side of the road
Written by Harvey Springfield © 2020
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Harvey Springfield London, UK
Harvey Springfield’s sixth solo album “Dark Sides”, comes out on Friday 1st March 2024, only four months after his fifth
outing “Sick Sick World”. The new album explores the blind spots of the human psyche.
The digital album will be available for pre-order on Apple Music on February 2nd. You can pre-save it on Spotify now at show.co/e5ZvRMB
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