Three Tunes No.1

If it's your cup of tea, listen to the songs and offer a review of your favourite one (or as many as you want). Do your own research for biographical information about the band or the artist. Here is the first pack of three...

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Del Amitri - Nothing Ever Happens

Post office clerks put up signs saying position closed

And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats

Janitors padlock the gates

For security guards to patrol

And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink

While the married ones turn on a chat show

And they'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

Gentlemen time please, you know we can't serve anymore

Now the traffic lights change to stop, when there's nothing to go

And by five o'clock everything's dead

And every third car is a cab

And ignorant people sleep in their beds

Like the doped white mice in the college lab

Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all

The needle returns to the start of the song

And we all sing along like before

Telephone exchanges click while there's nobody there

The Martians could land in the carpark and no one would care

Close-circuit cameras in department stores shoot the same video every day

And the stars of these films neither die nor get killed

Just survive constant action replay

Bill hoardings advertise products that nobody needs

While angry from Manchester writes to complain about

All the repeats on T.V.

And computer terminals report some gains

On the values of copper and tin

While American businessmen snap up Van Goghs

For the price of a hospital wing

Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all

The needle returns to the start of the song

And we all sing along like before

Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all

They'll burn down the synagogues at six o'clock

And we'll all go along like before

And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow

Joni Mitchell - My Old Man

My old man

He's a singer in the park

He's a walker in the rain

He's a dancer in the dark

We don't need no piece of paper

From the city hall

Keeping us tied and true

My old man

Keeping away my blues

He's my sunshine in the morning

He's my fireworks at the end of the day

He's the warmest chord I ever heard

Play that warm chord, play and stay baby

We don't need no piece of paper

From the city hall

Keeping us tied and true

My old man

Keeping away my blues

But when he's gone

Me and them lonesome blues collide

The bed's too big

The frying pan's too wide

Then he comes home

And he takes me in his loving arms

And he tells me all his troubles

And he tells me all my charms

We don't need no piece of paper

From the city hall

Keeping us tied and true

No, my old man

Keeping away my blues

World Party - Put A Message In The Box

And if you listen now

You might hear a new sound coming in

As an old one disappears

See the world in just one grain of sand

You better take a closer look

Don't let it slip right through your hand

Won't you please hear the call

The world says

Now is the moment, please understand

The road is wide open to the heart of every man

A few simple words

So a mule could understand

He don't want tomorrow

If it's just crumbling into sand

Won't please hear the call

She says

Put the message in the box

Put the box into the car

Drive the car around the world

Until you get heard x 2

The world says

Give a little bit

Give a little bit of your love to me

'Cause I'm waiting right here with my open arms

Give a little bit

Give a little bit of your soul to me

'Cause I'm waiting to behold your many charms

Is that love in the air? She says

Until you get heard x 4

The Three Tunes Pack No.1 tunes are HERE.

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