ALBUM STORY
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Audioride’s second EP. The name was an affectionate response to the fact that we never stopped banging on about wanting to play gigs in India. I got there years later; see Man Dog Bike.
LYRICS
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ORDINARY MAN
I have never been shot
God only knows just how long I’ve got
And I ain’t waiting on god
He doesn’t get out much or return his calls
And I have never been wrong
But like a falling dart I’m spinning again
Sometimes I’ve been caught
On a leaking boat on a foreign shore
Waves throwing me like a rag doll
They got me clutching onto all I know
I’m the maker of my own storm
Got me punching water and drowning again
Chorus –
I’m an ordinary man
With an ordinary hand
In an ordinary world
Extraordinary world
All I know is all I am
I’m your ordinary man
I may never go far
God only knows just how far I’ve come
And I have never been loved
I fly in circles like an injured dove
And I have never been caught
Hunter, hound or fox I’m running again
Chorus reprise –
I’m fascinated, segregated, hesitated, situated
I’m contemplated, estimated, overstated, underrated
I’m agitated, integrated, assassinated, and I’m running again
Chorus reprise –
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THE SA WA DEE LOBBY
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He hits the bell at reception
In the Sawadee lobby
A white suit man and a ceiling fan
Makes you wonder how he breathes
The room is in slow motion
There’s a deal that’s going through
A knowing sun is signing off
To an unsuspecting moon
The ceiling fan may hypnotise
But I’m sure that statue moved
I’m watching you been watching me
Circling around the room
The perfect face, a sliver case
Settles in with a glass or two
The swill of gin, a winning grin
You’re looking like to lose
Mercury rising
The night is heavy in the breeze
Twitches of suspicion
Shadows flicker to the tease
Nodding heads and darting eyes
Glowing red throughout the room
A jungle beat, a primal tie
Is closing in on you
A drop off man, a pickup van
The burning deal is smoking through
Onto you that you’re onto me
I’ll be careful how I move
Night vision and a quick decision
No time to learn the rules
He’s dead on the hour
You’re looking like to lose
Wake in fright, it’s just a dream
On my back in Sawadee
The lobby is dead there’s no one there
A heavy breath, a heavy stare
Check out time is overdue
And at reception I see you
Stare the face or split the scene
You’re looking like to lose
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SOLDIERS OF THE DAY
No one leads in the chain
Of modern soldier slaves
It doesn’t flex it only breaks
It never looks you in the face
It makes sense they say
But what’s sense anyway?
You never thought
To let go of the wheel
To watch them veer away
Chorus –
They assemble in the rain
They’re the soldiers of the day
They never question or explain
Of all the plans that soldiers make
To spin the world the other way
But when you’re in control
You really know you’re not
Of all the plans I’ve made
And turned to paper planes
I might climb on board
The chance to elevate
Play on in the game
It’s a playoff everyday
You never thought
To let go of the wheel
To see where you end up
Chorus reprise –
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