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XTC - Dave Fannings Fab 50: Volume 3 - Senses Working Overtime
Dave Fannings Fab 50: Volume 3
Disc 1
01. City of Blinding Lights
02. Mr. Brightside
03. Heroes
04. Everyday Is Like Sunday
05. Lost Cause
06. Wendell Gee
07. The Ship Song
08. Maybe I’m Amazed
09. Dress Sexy at My Funeral
10. Perfect Day
11. Hope There’s Someone
12. Safe From Harm
13. A Lady of a Certain Age
14. Tinseltown in the Rain
15. Sitting in Limbo
16. Brother Woodrow / Closing Prayer
Disc 2
01. God
02. Another Girl, Another Planet
03. Song 2
04. Rocks
05. The Saints Are Coming
06. Love Is the Key
07. I’m Waiting for the Man
08. Thieves Like Us
09. Motorcycle Emptiness
10. Senses Working Overtime
11. Clocks
12. The Midnight Choir
13. China Girl
14. Be Good or Be Gone
15. Hoppipolla
16. Speed to My Side
17. Paranoid Android
Disc 3
01. I Wanna Be Adored
02. Bongo Bong
03. Green Fields
04. Lucky Man
05. 1
06. Serotonin
07. Sally
08. The Killing Moon
09. Demons
10. Live Forever
11. Fashion Crisis Hits New York
12. She Moves in Her Own Way
13. Sit Down
14. Rise
15. Suspect Device
16. Hey Boy Hey Girl
17. Vertigo
Hey, hey
The clouds are whey
There's straw for the donkeys
And the innocents can all sleep safely
All sleep safely

My, my
Sun is pie
There's fodder for the cannons
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely
All sleep safely

And all the world is football shaped
It's just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five

Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
'Tween the lemons and limes
The pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime

Hey, hey
Night fights day
There's food for the thinkers
And the innocents can all live slowly
All live slowly

My, my
The sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty
And the guilty one's can all die slowly
All die slowly

And all the world is biscuit shaped
It's just for me to feed my face
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five

Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
'Tween the lemons and limes
The pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime

And birds might fall from black skies
And bullies might give you black eyes
And busses might skid on black ice
But to me, it's very very beautiful (England's glory!)
Beautiful (A striking beauty!)

And all the world is football shaped
It's just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I've got one, two, three, four, five

Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to tell the difference
'Tween the goods and crimes
Dirt or treasure
And there's one, two, three, four, five

Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I've got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
'Tween the lemons and limes
The pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime