Sleep The Clock Around
Lyrics
And the moment will come when composure returns Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigadefull lyrics...
And the moment will come when composure returns Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigadefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
basic rock song structuresrepetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
electric pianos
acoustic rhythm guitars
vocal harmonies
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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After all that you've done boy, I'm sure you're going to pay You can look at yourself sleep the clock around Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall In the morning you come to the ladies salon Look with curious eyes on your raggedy way And could this be the time when somebody will come Sleep the clock around And for once in your life you have nothing to say Take a walk in the park, take a Valium pill To say, look at yourself, you're not much use to anyone Sleep the clock around If you put down your pen, leave your worries behind Songwriters: Isobel Campbell, Richard William Colburn, Michael Cooke, Christopher Thoma Geddes, Stephen Thomas Jackson, Sarah Ann Martin, Stuart Lee Murdoch Now the trouble is over, everybody got paid And the moment will come when composure returns And you trusted to this, and you trusted to that Publisher: SONY/ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING UK LTD Of the United States of calamity, hey To get all fitted out for the paperback throne And the puzzle will last till somebody will say But the people are living far away from the place Yeah it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste But it takes more than this to make sense of the day And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air Read the letter you got from the memory girl Where you wanted to help, it's a bit of a waste Everybody is happy, they are glad that they came There's a lot to be done while your head is still young And when you saw it all come, it was waving the flag Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigade Then the moment will come, and the memory will shine Then you go to the place where you've finally found


