Older   When you smiled I was alive When you walked out I cried What does it mean now Nothing much at all The rain has washed it all away   Now I’m older And the time has passed All the things that could have been And all the things that are We can't change a single thing All the scrapes and all the cuts All the ifs and all the buts I raise a glass to now   I go for a pint now And I watch the people play But this ain't the city that I left behind that day Something has changed She didn't grow with me I don't belong here on these streets   Now I’m older And the time has passed All the things that could have been And all the things that are We can't change a single thing All the scrapes and all the cuts All the ifs and all the buts I raise a glass to now       Innocent Times   The human race Is it almost run The sins of the fathers To be paid by the sons You can't undo what's been done The human race Is it almost run   We're guilty of possession Guilty of too many crimes Do you ever long for More innocent times   When you say your prayers Do you close your eyes Will you see color On the other side You say your heart is open wide You’ve got it all yet you scream like a child   We’re guilty of corruption All the way down the line Have we ever lived in More innocent times   Wild fires burning The world's still turning Flowers blooming Moonshine drinking People dancing all night long   Well I took a breath And I stepped outside Saw mountains as high as the sky is wide You can’t outrun your foolish pride It’ll be right beside you on the day that you die   We’re guilty of deception The most devious kind How much do you want for Your innocent times   The human race Is it almost run The sins of the fathers To be paid by the sons You can't undo what's been done The human race Is it almost run         Bringing the Sunshine   Locked out found out Down by the river Where there’s a dollar there’s a dime You're out of the sun In need of some vitamins Might not be as easy as toeing the line   From the markets of Singapore To the streets of Hong Kong All the way to old Bombay   Here she comes again Here she comes again Bringing the sunshine Bringing the sunshine   Well tonight you're a rock n roll star You know you’re a survivor Like the monkeys and the tigers Cadillacs and Pontiacs And vintage Impalas   Nothing in this game for two in a bed You can’t always take back what you did or what you said You may wish you could   Here she comes again Here she comes again Bringing the sunshine Bringing the sunshine   Well you know what they say Crime doesn’t pay Do you wish you could stay here For eternity Half a world away Maybe that’s not far enough   And you're all out of gurus Sailing on this ship of fools   Here she comes again Here she comes again Bringing the sunshine Bringing the sunshine       Hold On   I watched the rain fall on the river I think it came out of the sky I felt the tears on my shoulder I know they came out of your eyes   Hold on You've got to walk before you run Hold on You're still young and this world's not done   Your legs are heavy and your mind is weary Feel like you're going nowhere fast They're putting walls up all around you Like you're a prisoner of the past   Hold on There's often sunshine after rain Hold on You can make it through the pain   Glass houses glass houses Everybody throwing stones Glass houses All I see is everybody throwing stones   I watched the rain fall on the river I think it came out of the sky I felt the tears on my shoulder I know they came out of your eyes   Hold on You've got to walk before you run Hold on You're still young and this world's not done       Hot in the City   It's getting hot in the city It's getting hot in the city And the money's tight And the pressure's starting to rise   And the rats are running loose out on the streets Don't lose your head Don't lose your head Try to keep your feet   And in the darkest corners Where the devil takes his due There's a little bit of real estate Waiting just for you   So try to keep a little money safe Just in case But sometimes it's not enough Sometimes you're just too late   Cos no one's gonna help you You're completely on your own At the mercy of the seeds That others may have sown   And the people with the money They won't be giving it away Cos they don't want to be where you are Not on this or any other day   It's getting hot in the city It's getting hot in the city It's getting hot in the city It's getting hot in the city       Alien in Disguise   He's taking his six o'clock run He's getting things done You've seen him around He's in everyone's town But he’s underneath the radar   He’s an alien in disguise He came here in ’45 He’s living amongst us He don’t make a fuss He’s just sitting there quietly at the back of the bus   She's not trying to hustle She’s not in need of any kind of muscle She's not looking for any fun She's a creature of a different sun   She's an alien in disguise She came here in '45 She’s living amongst us She don’t make a fuss She’s just sitting there quietly at the back of the bus   She does an honest day’s work For an honest day’s pay And she wonders when All that went away   Now she needs all kinds of money To rent a shoe box in the city She really thinks that it needn’t be Such a matter of great complexity   But she’s just an extraterrestrial What would she know What would she know   Look over there there’s someone Ever so pleased with themselves Outstanding achievements litter their past And nobody cares   They’re talking amongst themselves They’ve got all the books and they’ve got all the shelves The bodies are in their basement Treated with contempt by most of their children Most of their children sincerely despise them   They say there ain’t no shame in being shameless If it pays the bills Monetizing hatred all day long   Well it's the end of the road for me My story's already been told It's the end of the road for me Mrs Jones   I got that greed I got that somnolence Maybe it’s a question of confidence   Eyes wide open fast asleep I won't tell you any secrets That you can't keep   It's the end of the road for me My story's already been told It's the end of the road for me Mrs Jones         It's Alright   It's alright it's alright From the Caribbean islands To the wide Pacific skies   Hear Trenchtown sing No woman no cry Every little thing is gonna be alright Is gonna be alright Every little thing   The rain still falls and the sun still shines The flowers bloom on the mountainside They somehow find a way to make it through Just like you Just like you're gonna do   Every little thing   It's alright it's alright From the misty mountain mornings To the city nights Running around just trying to stay alive Lord knows it ain't easy   It's alright it's alright From the Caribbean islands To the wide Pacific skies   Hear the reggae man sing No woman no cry Every little thing is gonna be alright Is gonna be alright Every little thing Every little thing is gonna be alright       The Rule of Law   So that's the way it is now You can't believe what anybody says now Y’all got an agenda everybody’s got a line It’s all some kind of power play And we’re all just seconds away From some kind of thought crime   Closed ranks and off-shore banks Just a puddle hopper away from hiding it all You got the pilot and the gangster The accountant and the lawyer And they all got a politician in the pocket Of their tropical Shirt Gonna hide all the dirt   They say they follow the money Yeah But never all the way down the line That’s where the sun never shines At the end of the line   When the rule of law walks out the door The devil walks in   And everyone’s corruptible and everyone’s a mule If it’s plausibly deniable Hell show me what the rule is It’s not that I don’t remember I simply can’t recall Doing seeing hearing saying anything at all I simply can’t recall   When the rule of law walks out the door The devil walks in   There ain’t no shame it’s just a game It all paid off you made it back to the top And you put all your guilt in a little old box And you hide it away But you see it in your eyes When you’re hiding in plain sight Plain enough for everyone to see   The rule of law walked out the door And the devil walked in Yeah the rule of law walked out the door And the devil walked in   Put his feet up And made himself at home Right at home   So that’s the way it is now That’s the way it is now       Capri   I hear Monaco has lost its style Saint-Tropez ain't what it used to be Let’s not talk about Capri Let’s not talk about Capri   Ah the season Rubbing shoulders with the tops and tails Champagne caviar and cream teas And all the crimes against humanity   But there’ll always be a flask of tea For you and me Somewhere by the sea That’s all we’ll ever need   Saint Moritz has lost its glitz Verbier’s so yesterday And Aspen’s just a shadow Of the place that it once was   The Biennale is under water Cruise ship tsunami There ain’t no way to stop the slaughter It’s globalized Mediocrity   But there’ll always be a flask of tea For you and me Somewhere by the sea That’s all we’ll ever need   Yeah I hear Monaco has lost its style And Saint-Tropez ain't what it used to be Let’s not talk about Capri Let’s not talk about Capri         How does it feel?   The grass is always greener on the other side The grass is always greener on the other side Now you’re on the other side How does it feel right now   There’s always one more mountain that you’re gonna want to climb It’s gonna be that way until the end of time Until you realize they’re only mountains in your mind How does it feel right now   How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel right now   Clock in clock out Twist and shout Tune in tune out All those years of saying That you knew what it was all about How does it feel right now   You were oh so certain Oh so sure With your 20 20 vision Like you’d seen it all before Now any ounce of credibility Lies in tatters on the floor How does it feel right now   How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel right now   You got it coming man You know you do You’re running out of scoundrels who can squeeze you through The net is closing and there’s nothing you can do How does it feel right now   How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel right now         My Kentucky Friends   I got a taste for the bourbon Not sure where it’s gonna lead I know I’m not charred in the same kind of fire But the grass may well be as green   And I keep some songs for the angels I gotta believe that they care I sing my songs for the angels I know they’ll be getting their share   And I keep a watch in the night And I drink my whiskey with ice I may be a fool but I’m keeping it cool With my Kentucky friends by my side   Yeah I got a taste for the bourbon Blessed by the oak and the corn I can’t tell you much but some lessons I’ve learned I’ve been dying since the day I was born   And I keep some songs for the angels I gotta believe that they care I sing my songs for the angels I know they’ll be getting their share   And I keep a watch in the night And I drink my whiskey with ice I may be a fool but I’m keeping it cool With my Kentucky friends by my side   I got a taste for the bourbon Not sure where it’s gonna lead I know I’m not charred in the same kind of fire But the grass may well be as green   The bluegrass may well be as green         On the Radio   People talking on the radio Just like they’re supposed to do Cheerfully disguising all the sadness in their eyes That you can’t see On the radio On the radio   Hold on to all the love you can get Hold on Hold on To all the love you can get   As a red umbrella walks by As a red umbrella walks by Sometimes alone and sometimes side by side With other kinds of umbrella   Hold on to all the love you can get Hold on Hold on To all the love you can get   People talking on the radio Just like they’re supposed to do Cheerfully disguising all the sadness in their eyes That you can’t see On the radio On the radio     The Tyranny of Certainty   It’s dark sometimes Sometimes it’s dark You’re alone sometimes Sometimes you’re alone   I’m crazy Crazy Crazy crazy crazy   I’m crazy Crazy crazy crazy   Can you see the light The light of the sun Can you hear the screams The screams of everyone   I’m crazy Crazy Crazy crazy crazy   I’m crazy Crazy crazy crazy   With the tyranny of certainty Oh how happy you must be   The call of the wild The wide open spaces With the mind of a child I go running to those places   I’m crazy Crazy Crazy crazy crazy   I’m crazy Crazy crazy crazy   With the tyranny of certainty Oh how happy you must be       All lyrics written by A.J. 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