1. |
Quiet Times
02:28
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QUIET TIMES
Ooooooh
These quiet times
Watch the sunset and rise
Through the blinds soon
Oooh
From where I stand now
And where I've been
Where I've been
Another familiar scene to me
Yet another broken dream
Oh how violent our lives can be
Through our lack of sensitivity
Oooh yeah, ahhhhhh
Oooh yeah, ahhhhhh
And so I sit in this room
My eyes are wide shut
When every blink has a name
As I let in sunshine now
And you take me away
You take me away, always away
For quiet times
Oooh, my quiet times, time
Oooh
And these quiet times
Oh I'll just watch the sun set and rise
Through the blinds
Yeah, oooh yeah
My quiet times, times
Ohhhh, ooooh
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2. |
Occasionally Lime
03:30
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OCCASIONALLY LIME
You say I keep you from yawning
Like sex in the morning
See I've figured it out
Of all that I adore
Oh how I love you
And oh how I need ya
The force that reckons with me
And I am sweet rum
I'm spiced
But you are only occasionally my lime
And I fear wandering thoughts
Please keep me safe from harm...
When I can't make sense of it all
The fire needs stoking
I'm not fucking joking
And I pray it's you
And I pray it's you, you, you you
You say I keep you yawning
With all this cleaning an' a cooking
See I've figured it out
Of all I can't condone
Oh how I love ya
And oh how I need ya
The force that reckons with me..
And I am sweet rum
I'm spiced
But you are only occasionally my lime
And I fear wandering thoughts
Please keep me safe from harm
Don't give me these lemons to suck my love
Said I don't want that taste
And please don't be lime my love
If my rum has gone on another's time
When I can't make sense of it all
The fire needs stoking
I'm not fucking joking
And I pray it's you
And I pray it's you, you, you you
You... You... yeah I pray it's you
And I pray it's you, you you
Don't give me these lemons to suck my love
Said I don't want that taste
And please don't be lime my love
If my rum has gone on another's tongue
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3. |
Certain Things
04:08
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CERTAIN THINGS
Music as music
Art the frustration of it
My love, my love
Be mine, be mine
Music in music
And the sound on the breath of it
On the breath of it
Love has love in the now
And in the far, in the far
But we are
We are lying in between the legs
Of certain things
Certain things
We are lying in between the legs
Of such, such simple things
Music as music
Art the frustration of it
My love, be my love
And lust just icing on the cake of it
My rhythm will be my rhythm
And the pulse beats with the rest
Cos it's all in a locked up
Sometimes slightly fuzzled head
When, you are lying in between
The heart of it
And the head of it
You are lying in between the legs
And you feel like a six pack of Stella in dregs
Me folded, now beseech my body
Lay me in a way that ideas come so naturally to me, to me
As I laugh with the universe
Sing to the moon
Dance with the sun
And I'm touched by the earth
We are lying in between the legs of certain things
We are lying in between the legs of such simple things
Oooh
We are lying in between the legs
Of certain things
Certain things
We are lying in between the legs
Of such simple things
Certain things
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4. |
Green Tea
04:24
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GREEN TEA
Moods like this define gravity
Put down your pint
Have a mug of green tea
A smoothie 'stead of a daiquiri
'Stead of my Red Bull I'll drink a Purdey's
The simplest things in life that make me sing
But love is the only thing that gives me wings
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my world
When I'm not right with you
Coldest fire burns
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my life
And I'm not right with my sight
I'm not right with my drive
And when I'm not right with you
I fail to see my light survive
Oh love, when I'm not right
Just not right, I'm just not right, yeah
So I take pinch of insanity
Add it to the person that I believe that I could be
And I have learnt that there are truths to see
So many a lesson has come to stand
Right before me
And the simplest things in life that make me dance
When I'm in love with the world I live in, romance
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my world
When I'm not right with you
Coldest fire burns
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my life
And I'm not right with my sight
And I'm not right with my drive
And when I'm not right with you
I fail to see my light survive
Oh yeah, when I'm not right
Just not right, I'm just not right, ohhh
So what do we do?
Put the world to right to wrong
Put the kettle on
It's as much about the ripple
As the stone that was thrown
Put the world to rights to wrong
Put the kettle
It's as much about the ripple
As the stone that was thrown
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my world
When I'm not right with you
Coldest fire burns
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my life
And I'm not right with my sight
Not right with my drive
And when I'm not right with you
I fail to see my light survive
Survive
Oh, when I'm not right
Just not right, I'm just not right, ohhh
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my world
When I'm not right with you
Coldest fire burns
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my life
And I'm not right with my sight
Not right with my drive
And when I'm not right with you
I fail to see my light survive
Oh love, when I'm not right
Just not right, just not right
When I'm not right with you
I'm not right with my world
When I'm not right with you
Cold this fire burns
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5. |
Stitch Up
04:30
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STITCH UP
Reggae sounds better in the sunshine
Jazz goes down sweeter with a fine wine
All this music can you feel it
Can you feel it like you want to
Our music sounds better in the sun
Drum and bass indie and ska is fun
The techno beats, the house, the womp
We just all bounce along
Cos we're all just singing the same song
If you believe in love
Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up
x2
(oooooh)
When the suits come out with their politik
We know, we know who they want to trick
And the message we are sending
We are sending it cos we want to
So when their brains start aching from empty policy
We'll offer up to them our soul currency
And as they run to our sound their suits hit the ground
Cos they know we're singing the same song
If you believe in love
Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up
x2
(oooooh)
So come on come on you don't have to frown
We are, we are patrons of the underground!
And the music we are playing
We are playing it cos we want to
Come on come on this is our sound
Compassion is worth more than your shiny pound
And we are no not fools we overrule the rules
Cos we're all just singing the same song
If you believe in love
Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up
x2
(oooooh)
All this music, can you feel it
Can you feel like you want to
Like you want to
If you believe in love
Then the holes in your pockets them a stitch up
x2
(oooooh)
(Believe in love, and the holes in your pockets them a stitch up
Them a stitch up
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ooh!
Our pockets watch 'em stitch up
Yeah, oooooh
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Beth Prior Collective UK
The BETH PRIOR COLLECTIVE represent something true.
A fresh and dynamic collective of musicians delivering a
conscious an elevated trip into Dub-Reggae.
Their positive message is weaved into a deep pulse of improvisation brimming with energy and raw connectivity that leave audiences feeling like they’ve experienced something truly unique.
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