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Paul Liddell & Delphians - LIVE

by Paul Liddell

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I drive a ghost car/Idrive through the night I drive a ghost car/I drive it through the cold, wind and rain Always alone/as the night is long I drive for home/keeping on I drive for home I drive a ghost car/I drive through the night I drive a ghost car/and no-one else can drive my car Not like me/not like this 'cos they don't miss/what I miss I drive for this kiss **So I while away the hours trying to make it stick I try to stay awake 'til the caffeine kicks I stop at a ghost town/there's no-one around I stop at a ghost town/where everyone is fast asleep Shadows populate the streets/the traffic lights Flash red to green/repeat, repeat but no-one sees ** I drive a ghost car/I drive through the night A ghost car/always trying to get back home The road is long/I cannot get gone White lines blur to one/until I see the sun White lines blur to one/until I see the sun Hey! **
2.
Hello Mr. Blue/how are you? You don't look the same as you did before/I don't know you any more Hello Mr. Green/How've you been? You haven't changed much since we met at school/I know your face but I don't know you Then green said: Well I may look the same but the boy has gone I joined the army at 21 I've got ringing in my ears and I can't get rid Can't tell you about the things that I did So I said: Well I may look different but I haven't changed My hair fell out but I'm still the same Soft on the outside and on the inside I look you in the eye when I'm speaking my mind It was good to see you. Goodbye **So give my love to your mother/and say hello to your brother Goodbye Well, the last time I saw Mr. Green/he didn't see me He didn't know who the hell I was/just a man in the corner playing some songs And then Green shouts at the singer for his favourite song/I told him I didn't play that one His eyes started popping like he's out of his mind As I spoke mine and looked in his eyes Green's face was frozen in a mask of derision As I noticed a flicker of recognition He put down his drink and he stood straight up He didn't look back as the door slammed shut Well it was good to see you/ Bye-bye ***
3.
The Fool 04:37
Coming up strong in the wasteland Go off the map/let it all fall through the cracks/never look back If you fear no consequence/and only please yourself Do as you please/breath by breath/counting on fingers what you've got left You fear no consequence/and only tell yourself "If you should have said no but you said yes, then it was probably for the best" No You're a fool Coming up strong in the wasteland When you look back/all the things that fell through the cracks/coming right back And if you cannot dare/to live without a care Every bad turn is stored in your heart/a single word can tear you apart And they're always there/you'll wish you didn't care You still think about things that you did at school/it was 15 years ago you FOOL You're a fool Well a fool's a fool/and I am not immune I often find myself wondering what I should do I suppose that I'm a fool too. You're a fool/and I'm a fool too Coming up strong in the wasteland
4.
Second Son 05:18
She's a beautiful lady/but she's got no gums She's crippled by passion/and tar on the lungs A true love for the bottle/from the bottom up She's your new best friend/when she's out of luck Scratch my back so I cut you loose/lost your luck to find your noose It didn't feel like giving up/but I will not tie you up I will not break the formula/will not break your neck Because it's over. Always give your love away/make the same mistake When you're sober Receeding to a second son/I don't need your love to tell me how long 'Cos I know you're long gone To tell me how long When you drowned in your drinking/we didn't hang you out to dry You live where all things wither/with curtains closed and too much time The way that you walk/you'd think that you ran the world But all you have is nickel/and rings and reams of plastic pearls Scratch my back so I cut you loose/lost your luck to find your noose It didn't feel like giving up/but I will not tie you up I will not break the formula/will not break your neck Because it's over. Always give your love away/make the same mistake When you're sober Receeding to a second son/I don't need your love to tell me how long Busy being yourself/didn't notice you were someone else Vendetta/forever
5.
Argentina 06:17
It won't be easy/you'll think it strange If I try to explain what I feel That I still need your love after all that I've done You won't believe me/all you will see/is a girl you once knew Although she's dressed up to the nines/at sixes and sevens with you I had to let it happen/I had to change Couldn't spend all my life down at heel Looking out of the window staring out at the sun So I chose freedom/running around trying everything new But nothing impressed me at all I never expected it to Don't cry for me Argentina/the truth is I never left you All through my wild days/my mad existence I kept my promise/don't keep your distance And as for fortune/and as for fame I never invited them in Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired They are illusions/not the solutions they promised to be The answer was here all the time I love you and hope you love me Don't cry for me Argentina/the truth is I never left you All through my wild days/my mad existence I kept my promise/don't keep your distance Have I said too much/there is nothing more I can think of that I can say to you But all you have to do is look at me to know That every word is true Don't cry for me Argentina/the truth is I never left you All through my wild days/my mad existence I kept my promise/don't keep your distance Lloyd Webber/Tim Rice
6.
Electricity 04:31
I suppose you think it feels like electricity But it's really just a playground for the phantoms of your history 'cos you're stuck in your brain with the shame and the shackles of misery There's lots of time for complaining/and savouring each little victory 'cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious There's no feeling beyond the loneliness I could pull out your feathers/and break back your wings Tie you in knots and then pull off the strings But you wouldn't feel a thing, would you? You wouldn't feel a thing. I suppose you think it feels like/your world is in motion But I'm seriously starting to question your intelligence quotient 'cos you're stuck in a time when your presence inspired devotion But it's all in your mind/you're just another drop in the ocean 'cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious There's no feeling beyond the loneliness You say you need some more dubloons/to be someone We're just here for a second/and then we are gone You've never felt a thing, have you? You've never felt a thing I'd come up to see you/and meet you halfway But it's hard to predict what you're feeling today Misery or victory - it's all electricity and St. Elmo's fire is coming to burn you away. 'cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious There's no feeling beyond the loneliness I could pull out your feathers/and break back your wings Tie you in knots and then pull off the strings But you wouldn't feel a thing, would you? You wouldn't feel a thing.
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A man walking down a railway track He's going some place and there's no turning back The highway patrol chopper coming up over the ridge A man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge The shelter line stretching around the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleeping in their cars out in the South West No job, no hope, no peace, no rest **The highway is alive tonight Nobody's fooling nobody as to where it goes I'm sitting down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Joad He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag The preacher lighs up a butt and takes a drag He's waiting for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box beneath the underpass A one way ticket to the promised land With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand Looking for a pillow of solid rock Bathing in the city's aquaduct ** Whenever you see a cop beating a guy Whenever a hungry newborn baby cries Wheber there's a fight against the burning hatred in the air Look for me Ma, I'll be there Whenever there's somebody struggling for a place to stand For a decent job or a helping hand Whenever there's somebody struggling to be free Look in their eyes Ma, you'll see me ** Bruce Spingsteen
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Runaway 04:28
I never said I wanted to be free I only said I wanted to be me Oh runaway/since you've gone away I don't believe you I never said I wanted you to give yourself away I only said I wanted you to live Oh, runaway/since you've gone away I don't believe you I never said I wanted to be free I only said I wanted to be me But when everyone is bought and sold Will I be the one left all alone? Oh, runaway since you've gone away I don't believe you
9.
On a time/words were said /words were meant Times change/it seems that words are promises No betrayal/only change/only age No promise broken/only change/love remains Though times may change we stay the same/We remain A promise made is a promise kept. We keep our truth. Sometimes words said/makie it hard and turn to hurt But words still mean/promises until the end But through our hurt we/never turn/we keep our truth Though times may change we/stay the same/love remains Through everything we keep our trust/until our bones all turn to dust A promise made is a promise kept/We keep our truth
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Exploiters network is the national grid/unscrupulous doesn't quite cover it You think that you're safe/but your name's on the list I'll be in severing heaven when opening up your wrist/and you may Think it strange but I don't find it funny Relieving old people of their pension money And I may be wrong/this may not be your fate But I based my decision on an estimate ***I wanna knock on your door with a knife in my hand I wanna be your kill - o - gram No luck of the draw/it's personal justice The law of the land is never gonna touch this Knock on your door with a knife in my hand I wanna be your kill - o - gram Can't hide from my law/when your name's on the list You'd better get ready for personal justice I don't believe in abstinence everlasting I put my faith in a prophylactic People need to be free from disease/so with the holy see I disagree But I prefer the see to celebrity Transgressions broadcast on TV Intellectual infidelity/is broadcast on the BBC *** Is the fear in the media making us sick? Is the pope a Catholic? Do we deserve our fate 'cos we lost our wits? Is the pope a Catholic? A brazen beauty/clothes obscene Bought her the life of a waking dream The televised death of a beauty queen With her face on the cover of a magazine Is the fear in the media making us sick? Is the pope a Catholic And we deserve our fate 'cos we lost our wits So give me the knife and I'll cut you quick ***
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I think we're just the game show hosts Our hopes and dreams become like ghosts So free the fear you fear the most 'cos we are just the game show hosts We are out of control I try to live with letting go I beware despair and cling to hope But the more I live the more I know That in my life I'm just the game show host We are out of control Free the fear you fear the most And let your dreams become as ghosts Mother nature rearranges coasts We are just the game show hosts We are out of control
12.
I walked away/from all I know My battery's dead/I'm miles from home And in 15 minutes I have to call you to say hello Or the paranoia will come to eat me **And it seems/the phoneline is a lifeline An invisible connection to a world I understand Late lastnight I/said I love you And now it's hard to tell the difference Between my heartbeats and the dialling tone I'm caving in/I'm all alone I need to find a telephone To call my mother and ask her if I'm doing alright Or the brown-eyed monster/just keeps on coming *** I don't know how it got like this/but I cannot desist I cannot let up/grow up/wake up *** The telephone.
13.
I don't mind stealing bread/from the mouths of decadence But I can't feed on the powerless/when my cup is already overfilled And it's on the table/the fire's cooking And they're farming babies/the slaves are all working Blood is on the table/the mouths are choking But I'm going hungry Chris Cornell
14.
Where am I going/where am I from Why am I singing a travelling song? 'cos change brings no fear/While I'm moving along My friend will not take me/where I don't belong 'cos I wanna know/what you're thinking of I wanna know/just how you explain I don't know if I'm right/but I know I'm not wrong 'cos fate is my friend/and this is it's song ***This is my road. I won't let it go. I will follow you wherever you may roam Through daylight and starlight/I'll never let you go*** Co-incidence is fake/when you're a magic dreamer Predicting the future as soon as you wake 'cos fate is my friend/and I'm a believer That fiction is future and fact is a fake And I wanna know what you're thinking of I wanna know just how you explain I don't know if I'm right/I don't care if I'm wrong Fate is my friend/This is it's song *** ****
15.
Hurricanes 07:26
The pictures aren't sepia/they're bloodstained and faded The silent siren is blaring/but the echoes are wasted Remnants sick and shackled/and roses and bones Floating things that mattered and memories of homes Love 'til the end Moments of panic do not compare To a brief recognition or a glimpse of her hair Missing since Katrina her daughter have you seen her? Love and pain are still hurricanes Inside us. In silence. And liquor tastes like wine to those of the mind For looking and remembering - there's no forgiving and no forgetting And there's no need to chase the passing pyres of human hate No olive branch could take the weight The tide of human decimation Love 'til the end Missing since Katrina - her daughter have you seen her Love and pain are still hurricanes Inside us. In silence. Love 'til the end.

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'Paul Liddell & Delphians - LIVE' was recorded at a gig in a tiny room upstairs at The Grey Horse pub in Whitburn Village, Sunderland. There were only 80 people at the gig, and each and every one of them gets a mention in the sleeve. I hope you're enjoying the intimate vibe of the album. Thanks! www.paulliddell.com

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released November 5, 2012

Paul Liddell - Guitars/Vocals
Geoff Watson - Cajon
Roo Butler - Bass
Ian Ritchie - Guitar
Marg Liddell - Harmony Vocals

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Paul and the 'Delphians' . Mixed at Curls House Studio.

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Paul Liddell Sunderland, UK

Paul's modern take on the 'one man band' using live loops, guitar percussion, harmonies and effects has seen him support artists such as Turin Brakes, Jon Gomm and Billy Bragg. A diverse and challenging writer with a unique voice, his live performances range from whispering intensity to a white knuckle, edge of your seat, ear splittingly glorious racket. ... more

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