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The Teaspoon Song
02:32
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The Photograph
04:09
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Nothing But A Ukulele
03:32
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E/C/G/D
I turn on the radio
But what do you expect?
There's nothing there
That holds meaning to me
Just the rich and famous
Filling our heads
With their endless melodies
What's the meaning?
What your purpose?
What are you singing for?
Where is your heart
and Where is your soul?
I can't find it anywhere
D/F/C/G/
When you've heard 10,000 love songs
each exactly the same
In every single detail
Excluding the name
I have to ask you
What's music coming to?
We think that we're free
Surely there's more to music than this
C/D G/DC
C/D G/F/C
C/D G/DC
C/D G/F/Em...
I'm going to start a revolution - All by myself
With nothing but a ukulele - to speak my mind
It's musical evolution - I've gone that far
It's still much less mainstream than a guitar.
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I plug in my speakers
And hear them speak
But what are they saying that
means something to me?
Forcing rhymes
barely keeping in time
With some vague message
What better way
To sell a song
Than to bypass the head and go straight for the heart?
And if the heart's too deep
Go for the feet
Cos they'll dance to anything
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When you've heard a million dance tracks
Each exactly the same
Same beat same rhythm
All just rot your brain
I have to ask you
What's music coming to?
We think that we're free
Surely there's more to it than this
__________________________________________
I'm going to start a revolution - All by myself
With nothing but a ukulele - to speak my mind
It's musical evolution - I've gone that far
It's still much less mainstream than a guitar.
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I turn on my radio
But what do you expect
It's all still bland and meaningless
But I look outside
And I realise
That it's just a reflection
The music is shallow
But we'll buy it
There's an easy assumption to make
I can rant and rave
The but what's the use
When no-one listens to what I say
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When you've seen 10 million people
Trying to be the same
Same clothes, it's fashion
Same shallow passion
I have to ask you
What's music coming to
We thing that we're free
Surely there's more to music than this
________________________________________________
I'm going to start a revolution - All by myself
With nothing but a ukulele - to speak my mind
It's musical evolution - I've gone that far
It's still much less mainstream than a guitar.
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