Damien Rice

Damien Rice - 9 (full album)

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• published: 29 Nov 2014
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0:00 9 crimes (ft. Lisa Hannigan) 3:39 the animals were gone 9:21 elephant 15:20 rootless tree 19:44 dogs 23:57 coconut skins 27:46 me, my yoke and I 33:45 grey room 39:32 accidental babies 45:38 sleep don't weep https://www.youtube.com/user/Damienrice if anyone has any other full albums that aren't already on youtube and need to be please let me know in the comments! track 1: 9 crimes: 0:00 leave me out with the waste, this is not what I do it's the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you it's the wrong time, for somebody new it's a small crime, and I got no excuse and is that alright? yeah.. give my gun away when it's loaded that alright? yeah if you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it? that alright? yeah give my gun away when it's loaded that alright? yeah with you? leave me out with the waste, this is not what I do it's the wrong kind of place, to be cheating on you it's the wrong time, she's pulling me through it's a small crime, and I got no excuse and is that alright? yeah give my gun away when it's loaded is that alright? yeah you dont shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it? is that alright? yeah give my gun away when it's loaded is that alright, is that alright with you? is that alright? yeah give my gun away when it's loaded is that alright? yeah you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it? is that alright? yeah give my gun away when it's loaded is that alright, is that alright with you? is that alright? yeah is that alright? yeah is that alright? yeah is that alright, is that alright, is that alright with you? no.. track 2: the animals were gone: 3:39 woke up and for the first time the animals were gone it's left this house empty now, not sure if I belong yesterday you asked me to write you a pleasant song I'll do my best now, but you've been gone for so long the window's open now and the winter settles in we'll call it christmas when the adverts begin I love your depression and I love your double chin I love 'most everything that you bring to this offering oh I know that I left you, in places of despair oh I know that I love you, so please throw down your hair at night I trip without you, and hope I don't wake up 'cause waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup woke up and for the first time the animals were gone our clocks are ticking now so before our time is gone we could get a house and some boxes on the lawn we could make babies and accidental songs I know I've been a liar and I know I've been a fool I hope we didn't break yet, but I'm glad we broke the rules my cave is deep now, yet your light is shining through I cover my eyes, still all I see is you oh I know that I left you, in places of despair oh I know that I love you, so please throw down your hair at night I trip without you, and hope that I don't wake up 'cause waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup track 3: elephant: 9:21 this has got to die this has got to stop this has got to lie down someone else on top you can keep me pinned it's easier to tease but you can't paint an elephant quite as good as she and she may cry like a baby and she may drive me crazy 'cause I am lately lonely so why d'you have to lie? I take it I'm your crutch the pillow in your pillow case it's easier to touch and when you think you've sinned do you fall upon your knees? do you sit within your picture? do you still forget the breeze? and she may rise, if I sing you down and she may wisely cling to the ground cause I am lately horny so why would she take me horny? why? what's the point of this song? or even singing? you've already gone, why am I clinging? well I could throw it out, and I could live without, and I could do it all for you, I could be strong tell me if you want me to lie 'cause this has got to die this has got to stop this has got to lie down, down with someone else on top but you can both keep me pinned 'cause it's easier to tease but you can't make me happy quite as good as me well, you know that's a lie