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Battle Hymn
04:15
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Battle Hymn
(Spain)
Choose your words wisely
Have you forgotten how it feels?
Are you already on the defensive
Reeled back on your heels?
Listen to the dying embers
Enjoy how they crackle and pop
Someday soon we’ll dance on the moon
Karma is merely a mop
Is it too late to be famous
Trotted out like a circus horse?
Too late to be someone’s savior
Riding down on a collision course?
Is it too late to be someone else
Destined to be just like you?
Get your guns and songs together
Every fight we will win true
Tell your mother and your father
How you love and miss them so
Only in exasperation
May you truly ever know
Providence over persuasion
Science will not steal your soul
Onward to the new horizon
Now we’ve got someplace to go
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2. |
Not Allowed To Drive
02:45
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Not Allowed to Drive
(Spain)
I used to go outside
I used to feel like I was alive
Now I’m not allowed to drive
No I’m not allowed to drive anymore
I don’t remember why
I don’t remember that much anymore
Something changed, the men came
They made a law
Now we’re not allowed to drive
No we’re not allowed to drive anymore
And when they say it’s a bright new day
I have to take their word
‘Cos from my eyes, it’s all just lies
All distinction’s been blurred
And maybe they’ll give us back our rights
If we put up a fight
Or maybe they’ll just dig bigger holes
Bury us in the night
I have to stay in here
Watch the stream that keeps us in fear
And when they knock on my door
I can’t pretend I’m not home anymore
'Cos we’re not allowed to drive
No we’re not allowed to drive anymore
No we’re not allowed to drive
No we’re not allowed to do much of anything
Anymore
Anymore
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3. |
Piano In A Foxhole
04:19
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Piano in a Foxhole
(Spain)
Everyone’s giving the low down
Think it’s time for us to slow down
Traffic lights in all directions
I could use some more protection
But you can make it better for me, my love
You can make it better for me
All the dust is gonna blow down
Set ‘em up, we’ll have a showdown
All the things that give us tension
Should’ve paid ‘em more attention
But you can make it better for me, my love
You can make it better for me
Looking through the glass
I see sidewalks pass
And buildings dance their way into the ground
Where the road signs meet
In the empty street
The wind just passes over without a sound
See the trees, the way they bow down
Life is just a merry-go-round
Underneath the dirt and sorrow
Don’t know where we’ll be tomorrow
Everyone’s giving the low down
Think it’s time for us to slow down
This piano in a foxhole
Playing tunes like it’s a lost soul
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4. |
Pure As Gold
04:16
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Pure as Gold
(Spain)
Find yourself a gamblin’ man or find yourself a gun
Either way you’ll find yourself as lonesome as they come
Put on pretty dresses, baby, put on diamond rings
Find out on your wedding day they just don’t mean a thing
Love is something made to last
If it’s as pure as gold
It don’t matter what you have
‘Cos love cannot be sold
When your heart’s a buried treasure men will seek its worth
Give yourself to those who know the value of your birth
Halls are filled with love’s disasters
Victims all in line
Hearts once full now crack like plaster
Blood now spilt like wine
Love is something made to last
If it’s as pure as gold
It don’t matter what you have
‘Cos love cannot be sold
Find yourself a preacher man or find yourself a judge
If you wait too late for love,
Your heart will hold a grudge
If you wait too late for love,
Your heart will hold a grudge
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5. |
I'm Your War
03:32
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I'm Your War
(Spain)
I’m your battle
I’m your war
I’m the thing that’s too big to ignore
I’m the cause
You have to fight
I’m the reason you cry all night
And everyday
You paint your face
Remind yourself of the place
That you want to be
That you aim to be
If only you could get rid of me
Maybe there’s an art to this
Fight your battles enveloped in bliss
With a smile on your face as you cut your enemies down
And dance in the blood of the ones left on the ground
I’m a zeppelin
I’m a bomb
I’m the last call to your mom
As you cry on the kitchen floor
Waiting for that knock on the door
I’m the beast
You have to kill
If you can find the will
And I’m sleeping in your bed
Wond’ring what it was I said
Maybe there’s an art to this
We can bring the world to peace with just one kiss
With a smile on your face as you fall asleep tonight
And a flag outside that’s lit by candlelight
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6. |
Frienemy
04:56
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Frienemy
(Spain)
Each time I touch you it gives me shivers
I anticipate it and it always delivers
And I don’t know what to do
The way you’re staring inside my soul
The clothes I’m wearing they don’t keep me whole
And I don’t know what to do
There’s a feeling I get when I’m with you
O should I trust you to do no harm?
What’s that sensation crawling up my arm?
The blood in my veins is slow like glue
It’s like you’re living inside my skin
Don’t know where you end and I begin
The edge of the world is in view
There’s a feeling I get when I’m with you
And I don’t know if this dream is coming true
There’s a chain around my neck
And it’s dragging me behind you
You are the one who haunts the darkness
Your eyes ignite me like a dried up forest
I burn with a pale orange hue
Don’t try to tell me ‘bout good intentions
There’s always something somebody forgot to mention
It’s the part where your heart becomes due
There’s a feeling I get when I’m with you
And I don’t know if this dream is coming true
There’s a chain around my neck
And it’s dragging me behind you
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7. |
Little Red Bombs
04:14
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Little Red Bombs
(Spain)
A cure for boredom?
A mere distraction?
“The time for action is NOW”
Find a target,
Vilify it
Just make sure you make it loud
Send your little red bombs to a madman
Sail your boats across the sea
We’ll just wait from here and see what happens
Maybe we’ll make history
Killed your brother
Killed another
Every mother is cryin’
Awesome power
Awesome cowards
Such an awesome waste of time
Send your little red bombs to a madman
Sail your boats across the sea
We’ll just wait from here and see what happens
Maybe we’ll make history
Send your little red bombs
Send your little red bombs
Send your little red bombs to me
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8. |
Now What?
04:07
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Now What?
(Spain)
Now what do I do?
Been at war for so long
Fighting’s all been done
And I’m comin’ home
Will I feel the same
‘Bout the things that I’ve done?
When you call my name
Will I smile or will I run?
Coming through the gates
Everything looks different now
What I used to love
I’m indifferent to somehow
Part of me’s still fighting
But the enemy has changed
If this is such an honor,
Why do I feel so ashamed?
Been living in a nightmare
Been part of a machine
Been fighting this battle
Since I was just eighteen
How am I supposed to
Forget the things I’ve seen?
How am I supposed to carry on?
Now what do I do?
Get a job and get a wife?
Soldier camouflaged
In an ordinary life
What they took from me
I’ll never really know
I will do my best
Not to let the battle show
Now what do I do?
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9. |
The Runner
05:17
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The Runner
(Spain)
Catch your breath before you get tired
Can you even remember why you left?
Take a rest, save up your energy
For all those things you’ve yet to encounter
And you know you gotta run
And you know you gotta run
Take a look around at what surrounds you
How can you run so far without looking back?
Wipe the sweat from your eyes
You might get blinded
Don’t stare right at the sun
You’ve been reminded
And you know you gotta run
And you know you gotta run
And you know, you know, you know, you know
Lying on the ground, your ankles are broken
Bloody knees and hands skint on the road
You are all alone, except for the angels
And they got mighty wings to carry you home
And you know you gotta run
And you know you gotta run
And you know, you know, you know, you know
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10. |
Angel Wings
03:56
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Angel Wings
(Spain)
We are small
And so alone
And we are far away from home
And we can laugh
And we can cry
But we don’t know until we die
Where we go
People come and people go
They walk this Earth
And think they know
The way of things
But death still stings
We take a ride on angel wings
And we’re gone
Gone gone gone gone gone gone gone
If you should live
A hundred years
You’ll probably see
Your share of tears
And some years good
And some years bad
Be thankful for the ones you had
When you go
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Andy Spain Birmingham, Alabama
Singer/songwriter/producer Andy Spain writes songs loaded with meaning and melody.
Blending
influences ranging from British psychedelic rock and American folk to electronic artists like Kraftwerk and Wendy Carlos, Spain’s songwriting is lyrically dense and musically surprising.
His latest release is 2020’s ECHOSIS, a concept album about the effects of tribalism and media overload on society.
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