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Demos

by The Mad Flight

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1.
Irish Goodbye 13 October 2012 I think we're on our way through I think I know where we're going (we know / we think) You used to mix with the muses Now you're you're stumbling with stones O, where's your cunning, babe? You come along & come up with a song / You'll out of every autumn with a song / all along / &c And if you're taking it back, you wouldn't take very long And if they ask for me If they ask for me I'm walking out of every door Now it's no myst'ry, babe, You poured it on the ground to show us all I looked around and around to find the lines it would draw You know your hist'ry, babe, You''ll sell it to the Senate for a song And if we wanted it back, we wouldn't want it for long And I can fall asleep I can fall asleep And after all, it's what it's for If you won't answer me If you won't answer me I'm walking out of every door We'll picture you in a cab We'll picture you on a lawn Next thing you're paying your tab, and all the matches are gone I could be lost I could be pouring from a chimney in the fall The thumb would fit in your bag, and then all that would be all. [These are the only 3 verses that should be.] And I can fall asleep I can fall asleep And after all, it's what it's for And if they ask for me If they ask for me I'm walking out of every door If you won't answer me If you won't answer me I'm walking out of every door And if they ask for me If they ask for me I'm walking out of every door [end]
2.
We poured from the bar to the street Not sure where you are, if you're free It's true that the heart skips a beat Or three whenever we'd meet It must have been some Golden Age I trusted the young ones would wage What luster of what olden days They'd save would not fade away We're wrapped up in our paper hats Their straps haven't started to scratch Your old upside-down Union Jack I marched back to my flat It's colder outside up above Your old peacoat fit like a glove So much for the finger & thumb So long, 351 And when we arrive all alone Our friends have forgotten we'd shown You'd cue "Auld Lang Syne" on your phone And we'd know we're going home You're in old New York, I'm insane Wherever you are's where you stay [end]
3.
Never meant to see this century Memorizing "Auld Lang Syne" and hiding close beneath the eaves To fashion the contraption of an awful old machine I set the dials, I closed one eye and saw what I could see And I miss it all already I might've missed the point White wash and filter your photographs Make it seem as it was all ages ago You've got some letters won't ever last When no one wants to read them anymore But I know how to put your mind at ease Testing opiates and urchins, lurching toward the Pyrenees And it's a guiltless, gutless, guileless, gelded, gilded history And I'm not supposed to be here But I don't know how to leave And you miss it all already But you mostly miss the point White wash and filter your photographs Make it seem as it was all ages ago Lighthouse inventor, you're gonna laugh This ship is sundry strewn along the shore [end]
4.
Always far off, hovering silently Along each avenue You were all lost, floating through libraries Your arms, full of the news All I thought of, a tumbling of teacups and The sky, bright as a bruise You said while unbuttoning a peacoat, This Is what we came here to do [end] [tempest in a teacup / temptress in a b-cup, &c]
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Trafalgar Square (11 October 2012) Shut the door and hide the key Find the northwest balcony Fold your hands and fix your hair You old man's a millionaire Hang the canvas on the nail Brush your palm along the rail Shut the door and dye your hair Every wire everywhere And though I'm in your ear, I swear No one else can hear me there Fold your hands and fix your hair Your old man's a millionaire Slip outside and get some air Meet me in Trafalgar Square... We could have had them all on our side We could have had them all on our side We could have kept up with the ones we meet And keep you up until you can't see straight And if I could have gone back in time You could have been gone in a day And if we made it all out alive I could have told you yesterday We could have had them all on our side We could have took them all for a ride I'll pick you up slow, but you can't be late And keep you up until your hair turns grey And if you could've gone back in time T-tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy C-come on now what's it gonna be Outside they're calling Olly olly oxen free O... Step outside and seal the stair We're not going anywhere [end]
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Uptown Girl 04:56
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Goodnight 03:40
Come along, she said I'm right by your side Come home, she said And hide all the knives Come back to bed You'll make it alright Relax, he said Your daughter is mine Say goodnight

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No actual instruments were harmed in the making of these demos.
Photo credit: Travis Sentell

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released October 22, 2012

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