God Protect Your Soul Ed Harcourt

Well I hope God protects your soul I don't know if you should leave home alone Maybe you've been drinking from the Devil's bowl I can't express myself 'cause I'm not fully grown My heartache, is my mistake

Bittersweetheart Ed Harcourt

Bittersweetheart by Ed Harcourt if I could only see straight I wouldn't be lonley these days I'd drag my body out of this place and every sunday I sleep and pray that my soul will keep for I'll

Undertaker Strut Ed Harcourt

valley where the river flows There's a man with a long black coat Rain is falling and clouds that are black On the coffin that starts to float Children they cry When they look eye to eye Stay in your

Paid To Get Drunk Ed Harcourt

so much love to give Where is that will to live Maybe you old friend will show me how Come here pull up a chair I get paid, paid to get drunk Spend my money on any old junk And every morning kills my soul

Something In My Eye Ed Harcourt

Spider has eight legs, you know Spins its web, the patterns flow There's something in my eye Bloodshot in disguise God knows I really tried Making the big time Aiming to climb high Scattered seeds can't

I'Ve Become Misguided Ed Harcourt

scorched earth And I've become misguided Become misguided No I couldn't hide it No I couldn't hide it Hope an angel watches me nightly cos I need security This white spectrum sees what might elude me Protect

Good Friends Are Hard To Find Ed Harcourt

And you know much more than I ever knew Even though I pretended to Church goers wait for the bells to chime And I'm in a non defeatist state of mind I know you're shy in the limelight God

Jetsetter Ed Harcourt

Jetsetter Making an apperance at the club tonight Playing some songs that I think are alright I'm not post-modern just a man who can bark And bite with teeth that leave a mark In the winter your eyes

She Fell Into My Arms Ed Harcourt

shouldn`t do But if I do them I should do them with you So won`t you fall into my arms again And hold me for the world may end And if you need to kiss me You`ll most definitely miss me When I`m gone God

Visit From The Dead Dog Ed Harcourt

Visit From The Dead Dog - Ed Harcourt Got a visit from the dead dog He slept at the end of my bed last night He could tell I was fading And somehow fighting against the light Everyday when I open

Shadowboxing Ed Harcourt

Hanging off the bridge by a fingernail Trapped in the harbour when the ship set sail Boy you're one card short of the pack Begging for your baby to take you back Stubbed a cigarette out on his hand Scrawls

Loneliness Ed Harcourt

In an empty cinema (loneliness) When your old friends drift apart (loneliness) Wandering round the house in the dark (lonelines) Faded glory of a broken star (loneliness) Loneliness Loneliness What would

All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed Ed Harcourt

All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed by Ed Harcourt with beady black eyes, the bluebird has died it's feathers have dried, it couldn't survive from the winter's grasp, nothing ever lasts but you and i

Angels On Your Body Ed Harcourt

There's angels on your body, baby You look so good Strangers turn their heads to see You dance through the silver wood I would cut my heart out And nail it on to those who doubt The angels on your body

Only Happy When You'Re High Ed Harcourt

It's funny, when losing your head It feels like in a hospital bed. It's funny, losing our minds, and irony is dead. It's been for a long time. Forgetful, I miss place your name.

Ghostwriter Ed Harcourt

Hey - they're the voices in my head Hey - put your money where your head lays Hey - never sleep in your bed Hey - organise random chaos Hey - sinking deep in the sand Hey - link your arm to span

Hanging With The Wrong Crowd Ed Harcourt

hanging, and you're hanging, and you're hanging With the wrong crowd You're hanging, and you're hanging, and you're hanging With the wrong crowd Dad owns a bank and is known by the name of Hank, And your

Atlantic City Ed Harcourt

Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth Well now everything dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your

Metaphorically Yours Ed Harcourt

Metaphorically Yours by Ed Harcourt oh baby, can`t you see when you get mad at me your eyes light up your face oh baby, just a minute if both my wrists were sled you`re banish a new style and

The Storm Is Coming Ed Harcourt

my skull I am wired to the max Gonna pull myself together You can see I'm coming back If the storm is coming, the storm is coming The storm is coming It's gonna make a beautiful sound I hope it turns your

Wind Through The Trees Ed Harcourt

Oh my deserted one You must put down your father's gun When the sundial reaches midday Shut your eyes and then look away Something's wrong, they're all gone I will walk through the long, long grass and

The Trapdoor Ed Harcourt

quench his thirst Let's go back to the source where it first came from Falling through trapdoors wherever I go Kicking and screaming 'cause nobody knows There's always a trapdoor wherever you step Keep your

Strangers Ed Harcourt

Deliciously I drink up all your tears On a piano out of tune I sit and persevere Deliriously I eat up all your words And jumble them around Til they become absurd Remember how it was They said

Let Love Not Weigh Me Down Ed Harcourt

When you`ve lost faith in the human race Let love not weigh me down Let love not cause me pain Let it all seem like a dream And I won`t regret wnat I can`t forget Let love not cause you pain So let your

Fireflies Take Flight Ed Harcourt

Fireflies Take Flight Oh beware of bleeding lung And bugs that eat their young The demons in your head The wolves under your bed The bones of dinosaurs Hidden below the floors They rattle and they

Black Dress Ed Harcourt

I'll trade my eyes for a fleeting wish I woke at 7am The cold air was not becoming This tune I started humming And you lay there so still With dark eyes shut and whiskey breath You hadn't taken off your

Sister Renee Ed Harcourt

Sister Renee Sister Renee, the jack of all trades don't put that hatchet in my back, in my back Watch myself fade on the bed that was made not by Nurse Ratchet but by you, yeah by you Your uniform

Apple Of My Eye Ed Harcourt

When you're on your own You walk in the rain You walk around the house Then walk around it again You pretend you're happy That you've got it all But don't be upset If you fall on your knees And

Coal Black Heart Ed Harcourt

Feed the ducks out on the lake All I want to do is make you smile But I'm not that funny and I can't seem to stay awake Coal black heart that is as lifeless as a statue in the Royal Academy of Art I saw your

From Every Sphere Ed Harcourt

Every Sphere Take me far away And make me lose control For now I need to pray Think of forgotten souls Disappear from every sphere Watch them high Then slowly die Then slowly die If you shut your

Alligator Boy Ed Harcourt

Alligator boy, get back in the swamp Alligator boy, you're looking so scared Alligator boy, get back in the swamp Alligator boy, you're looking so scaley Flicking your tail from side to side with a sick

Bleed A River Deep Ed Harcourt

was first born But I never know why I see my body float like leaves Every day I want to breathe Rap my knuckles till they bleed A river deep If I had sharp claws I'd get on all fours And scratch your

Something To Live For Ed Harcourt

what's on their minds This is for the broken fools Whose flames are gone before their time And if you see me trip and fall Save me from my swift decline I want to sink beneath a drunken sea Look in your

When Americans Come To London Ed Harcourt

Americans come to London they don't understand our jokes They're loud but always pleasant and ride the tourist boats They buy too much shortbread and put on weight Just don't get nervous, these are not your

The Birds Will Sing For Us Ed Harcourt

The Birds Will Sing for Us Little girl don't be sad I've set your eyes on fire Don't say I'm a liar that I don't love you Something has brought me down but I won't give up hope It's hard for you

The Music Box Ed Harcourt

The Music Box sung by Ed Harcourt The music box is all that's left in the empty house Must've left it when they moved out In a hurry to flee the town Armoured tanks broke through all the soldier's

This One's For You Ed Harcourt

to lighten up My oh my oh my I've had a few My oh my oh my this one's for you My heart is on it's sleeve I need you to believe that the dark times will fade And I can't stop staring at you And your

Shanghai Ed Harcourt

brief We're going to Shanghai To watch the red sky We're moving to Shanghai Goodbye, goodbye We're going to Shanghai So don't you cry We're moving to Shanghai Looks like we might have made it Put on your

You Put A Spell On Me Ed Harcourt

But being isn't all I've had since You put a spell on me There's no escaping when You put a spell on me I can't explain Why You put a spell on me Yeah, you put a spell on me Made a painting for your

Sugarbomb Ed Harcourt

strong His fit of jealousy oh yeah he made me realise That I could never see you be with any other guy When we're drinking in a bar they act a little surprised They can't even imagine I get wrapped in your

Bittersweetheart Ed Harcourt(에드 하드코트)

If I could only see straight I wouldn\'t be lonley these days I\'d drag my body out of this place And every sunday I sleep And pray that my soul will keep for I\'ll sit in the river and let the water

Watching The Sun Come Up Ed Harcourt

Watching The Sun Come Up by Ed Harcourt You know it feels nice, watching the sun come up and I`ve realized I can never return Oh babe it feels good, watching the sun come up I can attack the day

Those Crimson Tears Ed Harcourt

Moving like a dancing bear It's in my blood Falling down the marble stairs It's in my blood Oh my dear, that's the way I am made, I'm afraid Those crimson tears Drip on the floor, drip on the bar T...

Beneath The Heart Of Darkness Ed Harcourt

Beneath the heart of darknessLies an old machine that's dyingSpluttering like an army of artillery sporadically firingThe roots of the house are cracking, caving inThere's no way out, it's trapped ...

Birds Fly Backwards Ed Harcourt

Sad, blue, the world is upside downAnd birds fly backwardsCats, dogs, fall first upon the groundAnd birds fly backwardsPacked bags in the hallwayWhere we used to play all dayWe're hitting the road ...

Attaboy Go Spin A Yarn Ed Harcourt

Attaboy, go spin a yarn about the good old daysCatching fish laughing aloud out on Compton BayI'm not one for nostalgia, don't really like the pastI'm just a happy man with a ship and a sail and a ...

He's Building A Swamp Ed Harcourt

He don't live in the cityHe don't live in a townHe lives close to the woodlandBuilding a swamp in the dirty groundSo watch me crawlBreak down the doorI'll nail you to the wooden floorLove won't cra...

Whistle Of A Distant Train Ed Harcourt

Scream through the silence and over the hills10 thousand years have gone byPassing the islands and broken down millsThe train silhouettes through the skylineMere emotion, see the oceanJust for one ...

Born In The '70s Ed Harcourt

I was born the year punk broke Days before the king was dead It was the year of the snake I was a red-faced child Who stumbled where he tread Was kept in orderly file My parents name me Ed I tried my hardest

Open Book Ed Harcourt

It's clear to us this love affairHas self combusted everywhereAnd I don't feel so debonairMy piano collects dustA funeral with no mournersI wish that I'd turned cornersTo see the signs that warn us...