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David Keenan Lyrics


A Corner Boys Lament There is something I've been meaning to tell you When…
Altar Wine Have you ever been off your head and on altar…
Bark I'll die without issue an economic refugee Caught between a …
Cobwebs I'm off to meet an Estonian girl by the Panama…
Eastern Nights In my twisted arms you fell asleep as the cathedral…
El Paso I was told long ago that you learn more on…
Evidence of Living A little boy sits on a doorstep Lifting his hands…
Field Upon Field Field upon field of clandestine green The likes of which are…
Flow Illumination Your light makes darkness visible The legends say you are ho…
Good Old Days Won't you meet me down, down by Barrack Street. Where…
Hopeful Dystopia Where is your Valerie from the gallery? Where is your…
James Dean It stabbed me in the chest like the pimp prudent's…
Keep the Peace Prepare for War I impersonate the iron age While you the age of gold We…



Lawrence of Arcadia I have just realised my mind has been asleep My past…
Love In A Snug At the back end of town at the unholiest hour…
Matchbox Those simple things that you passed down You held them close…
Me Myself and Lunacy Becalmed in the wake of the latest storm, swollen blue…
Origin of the World I'm singing this song in an act of rebellion. If…
Peter O'Toole's Drinking Stories In the past when I knew less than I know…
Philomena Brief erroneous love Sanctimonious Scum The doornails are d…
Postcards from Catalonia Postcards from Catalonia I've been told to be a seer one…
Snakes & Ladders I met the King of Ethiopia atop a double decker…
Subliminal Dublinia Noiseless nomad what does the road hold For this cradle…
The Friary Memories of razor green Floating down your sofa seam We're s…
The Groundskeeper And there′s a breeze and it's blowing by the road Rattling…
The Healing Short back and sides Dinner plate eyes blown wide Pigeon che…
Tin Pan Alley Just across from my old street There's a place called Tin…
Two Kids I wipe the sediment from your hair I test the laughter…
Unholy Ghosts I was gifted a book by somebody who loved me…
What Then Cried Jo Soap What then, what then, what then? What then? cried Jo Soap…


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