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A Camp – Silent Night

June 30th, 2009

Baby brown
I think
I need you now
To put me down
And help me lift me up
Your shaking bones
In my telephone
No good
For anyone

Baby brown
So you think you
Know me now
You tell me how
And show me everything
Your wandering mind
And your restless kind
I want you here
To make some sound

Oh, silent night
Oh, holy night

Baby brown
Now you’re more

Than you mean to be
You’re mean to me
You take away from me
My shaking bones
In your telephone
Don’t you hear
That sound

Oh, silent night
Oh, holy night
Oh, silent night
Oh, there’s a hole
In the night

Oh, silent night
Oh, holy night
Oh, silent night
Oh, there’s a hole
In the nigh-ight

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A Camp – Silent Night E

June 30th, 2009

Baby brown
I think I need you now
To put me down
And help me lift me up
Your shaking bones
In my telephone
No good for anyone

Baby brown
So you think you know me now
You tell me how
And show me everything
Your wandering mind
And your restless kind
I want you here to make some sound

Oh, silent night
Oh, holy night

Baby brown
Now you’re more than you mean to be

You’re mean to me
You take away form me
My shaking bones
In your telephone
Don’t you hear that sound

Oh, silent night
Oh, holy night
Oh, silent night
Oh, there’s a hole in the night

Oh, silent night
Oh, holy night
Oh, silent night
Oh, there’s a hole in the night

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A Camp – Song For The Leftovers

June 30th, 2009

The night is on the edge now
Hanging low against the tide
The world is at is best now
When the loveless ones collide

It’s a long night, a beatiful night
And we’re the first leftovers of the night

I think ’bout the last times
And the people I had to hurt
I wonder why they couldn’t touch
And why I never gave it up

You weren’t hard to find, you didn’t run and hide
We were the first leftovers of the night
Of the night

The silence is a burden
When you don’t really want to talk
I’m trying really hard now
To set alight my sleepy heart

We made a pretty sight, it seems we’ve found some pride
In being the first leftovers of the night
Of the night

And everything is alright now
Everything is alright now
Everything is alright

You’re not what I was after
But I’m happy with what I found
To dream of new beginnings
When the end is all around

I think you’re alright
You qualify
For being my supernova
It’s a gambling life
A lonely strife
But I think we’re the best leftovers of the night
Of the night

And everything is alright now
Everything is alright now
Everything is alright

(Persson/Frisk)

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A Camp – Song For The Leftovers E

June 30th, 2009

The night is on the edge now
Hanging low against the tide
The world is at its best now
When the loveless ones collide
It’s a long night, a beautiful night
We’re the first leftovers of the night

I think about the last times
And the people I had to hurt
I wonder why they couldn’t touch
And why they never gave it up
You weren’t hard to find
You didn’t run and hide
We were the first leftovers of the night
Of the night

The silence is a burden
When you don’t really wanna talk
I’m trying really hard now to set
A light must sleepy heart
We made a pretty sight
It seems we found some pride
In being the first leftovers of the night
Of the night

And everything is alright now
Everything is alright now
Everything is alright

You’re not what I was after
But I’m happy with what I found
To dream on the beginning
When the end is all around
I think you’re alright
You qualify
For being my supernova
It’s a gambling life
A lonely stride
But I think we’re the best leftovers of the night
Of the night
And everything is alright now
Everything is alright now
Everything is alright

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A Camp – Such A Bad Comedown

June 30th, 2009

I danced for a while
And my moves
Would make you smile
Oh, I loved you then
My dear chemical lover

You veiled me in your haze
Like a puppet in your lace
Amazing disgrace
From your
Silverspoon substance

You took me away
Made Monday a Saturday
You stained me with love
And left me in dirty laundry
But I left my ground
For a minute

Your body in my veins
Your power is what remains
You know I never had
Such a bad
Bad comedown

You took me away
Made Monday a Saturday

You stained me with love
And left me in dirty laundry
But I left my ground
For a minute

My oh my
You took pride
In my fuck-up

I’ve been cursed
And I’ve been hailed
I have blown it
And I’ve inhaled
But I never had
Such a bad
Bad comedown

Such a bad
Bad comedown
Such a bad
Bad comedown

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A Camp – Such A Bad Comedown E

June 30th, 2009

I danced for a while
And my moves would make you smile
Oh, I loved you then
My dear chemical lover

You veiled me in your haze
Like a puppet in your lace
Amazing disgrace
From your silverspoon substance

You took me away
Amde Monday a Saturday
You stained me with love
And left me in dirty laundry
But I left my ground for a minute

Your body in my veins
Your power is what remains
You know I never had
Such a bad, bad comedown

You took me away

Made Monday a Saturday
You stained me with love
And left me in dirty laundry
But I left my ground for a minute

My, oh my
You took pride in my fuck-up

I’ve been cursed
And I’ve been hailed
I have blown it
And I’ve inhaled
But I never had
Such a bad, bad comedown
Such a bad, bad comedown
Such a bad, bad comedown

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A Camp – The Bluest Eyes In Texas

June 30th, 2009

The lonesome Texas sun was setting low
And in the rearview mirror I watched it go
I can still see the wind in her golden hair
I close my eyes for a moment, I’m still here

The bluest eyes in Texas
Are haunting me tonight
Like the stars that fill
The midnight sky
Her memory fills my mind
(Where did I go wrong)
Did I wait too long
Or can I make it right
The bluest eyes in Texas (the bluest eyes)
Are haunting me tonight

Another town, another hotel room
Another dream that ended way too soon
Left me lonely way before the dawn
Searching for the strength to carry on

The bluest eyes in Texas
Are haunting me tonight
Like the stars that fill
The midnight sky
Her memory fills my mind
(Where did I go wrong)
Did I wait too long
Or can I make it right

The bluest eyes in Texas (the bluest eyes)
Are haunting me tonight, tonight

For every heart you break
You pay the price
But I can’t forget the tears
In her blue eyes

The bluest eyes in Texas
Are haunting me tonight
Like the stars that fill
The midnight sky
Her memory fills my mind
(Where did I go wrong)
Did I wait too long
Or can I make it right
The bluest eyes in Texas (the bluest eyes)
Are haunting me tonight, tonight

The bluest eyes in Texas
Are haunting me tonight
The bluest eyes, the bluest eyes
Are haunting me
The bluest eyes tonight

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A Camp – The Oddness Of The Lord

June 30th, 2009

Come on baby sing
Of the oddness
Of the lord
It’s about time we sang
Of the strange ways
Of the lord
The oddness of the lord
The oddness of the lord

Come on baby sing
Of the oddness
Of the lord
The strange ways
Of the lord
The sacred
And the cursed

It’s never
Getting better
No no no
It’s only
Getting worse

Come on people sing
Of the oddness
Of the lord
Everybody sing

Of the strange ways
Of the lord
The oddness of the lord
Oh oh oh
The sacred
And the cursed

It’s never
Getting better
No no no
It’s only
Getting worse

It’s never
Getting better
No no no
NO NO

Ow ow ow.
Ohhhhhhh.

Ow ow ow

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A Camp – The Same Old Song

June 30th, 2009

Here’s my prayer
I’m getting nowhere
I’m stepping up the stairs
But falling behind, oh
I’m a one-man show
That nobody knows
My body sure knows
I’m wondering why, oh

I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry

Don’t be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it

Here’s my weep
I’m digging too deep
I do believe in lies
I’ve got everything to hide, oh
I’m young, I’m old
I do what I’m told
Cut open, unfold
But there’s nothing inside, oh

I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole

But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry

Hey child, you dance too loud
Here is your limit

No, I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry

Don’t be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it

Here’s my plead
My never ending repeat
I’m a circular cry-baby
With no one to trust
I’m restless and mad
And anciently sad
If someone wants to kill me
Go ahead but make it fast

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A Camp – The Same Old Song E

June 30th, 2009

Here’s my prayer
I’m getting nowhere
I’m stepping up the stairs
But falling behind, oh
I’m a one-man show
That nobody knows
My body sure knows
I’m wondering why, oh

I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry

Don’t be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it

Here’s my weep
I’m digging too deep
I do believe in lies
I’ve got everything to hide, oh
I’m young, I’m old
I do what I’m told
Cut open, unfold
But there’s nothing inside, oh

I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear

The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry

Hey child, you dance too loud
Here is your limit

No, I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry

Don’t be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it

Here’s my plead
My never ending repeat
I’m a circular cry-baby
With no one to trust
I’m restless and mad
And anciently sad
If someone wants to kill me
Go ahead but make it fast

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