The Seeds Inside (The Grapes Upon The Vine)

by The Bara Bara Band

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Memories in my soul, memories of those distant days When the world was in her prime I was in your veins I was the grapes upon your vine Now you're lost in the mists of time I was in your blood, in the sickness that you had Now you're in your grave and gone Can I join you there and have a chat about the past Tell me of the dreams you had From the mists of time I see faces that look like mine I was the seed inside the grapes upon your vine There's a photograph on the wall above me now It's my window to your time As I sit and stare at the contours of your face I imagine it were mine At the kitchen table, with a deck of playing cards Is it your turn or is it mine? I will deal to you, though you're years and years behind Through the glass and through the mists of time Through the mists of time I see faces that look like mine I was the seed inside the grapes upon your vine See, you are me Improbability, and memories You are years and miles away But together, through family And through the mists of time I see faces just like mine Now they follow in the shadow line I was on your ship when you sailed around the world I was waiting on the shore back home I was in your name, the one you made up so we shall Never know where we came from And I was in your cave when you carved the crescent moon When you whistled your first tune From the mists of time I see faces that look like mine I was the seed inside the grapes upon your vine I was the seed inside the grapes upon your vine I was the seed inside the grapes upon your vine
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04:03
How many poor tars of have of late shipped their cable And gone to their death on the watery main? Through those rotten ships to return are unable And friends and relations they’ll never see again Hear a sailor kind sirs who has made it is glory And when I have ended your sympathy lend O list for a moment and hear my sad story Of brave Samuel Plimsoll that poor sailors friend Of Plimsoll the poor sailors friend I am thinking In St Stephens he boldly let them understand Rotten ships with our tars every day they are sinking Cheer for brave Plimsoll that bold Englishman Did I tell you the sight I have seen on the ocean As drenched from the spray on the deck I have stood It would fill many a landsman’s heart with emotion To see mothers and father and children good Go down in the sea while he stood uncovered Hear this now sailors my friends understand From the sea cries aloud for I now have discovered Rotten ships they go down when they leave Britain land Of Plimsoll the poor sailors friend I am thinking In St Stephens he boldly let them understand Rotten ships with our tars every day they are sinking Cheer for brave Plimsoll that bold Englishman I cant make it out how these lords of creation On board of that ship House of Commons by name While he fought for the rights of the tars of our nation How English men ever could brave plimsoll blame He cries, see those ships with those brave lads on board She’s now overloaded I tell you with pain Her owners no doubt have her fully insured But those gallant men you will never see again Of Plimsoll the poor sailors friend I am thinking In St Stephens he boldly let them understand Rotten ships with our tars every day they are sinking Cheer for brave Plimsoll that bold Englishman
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What put the blood on your right shoulder? Son, come tell it unto me It's the blood of a hare I killed today I killed so manfully I killed so manfully That's not the blood of a little black hare Son, don't lie unto me It would be a far thicker red And this could never be This could never be What put the blood on your right shoulder? Son, come tell it unto me It's the blood of my greyhound I killed today He would not run for me He would not run for me That's not the blood of a little greyhound Son, don't lie unto me It would be a far thinner red And this could never be This could never be What put the blood on your right shoulder? Son, come tell it unto me It's the blood of my sister I killed today She used to lie with me Now she lies with my unborn baby What will you do when your father finds out? Son, come tell it unto me I will board a ship, and sail away To a foreign country Sail to a foreign country
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04:02
We got washed up, washed up on the On the banks of the River Wandle Wondering where we ought to be We could talk about the bridges And the water flowing under Or we could just swim for the day Float along like two sticks thrown in Thrown in by two little children In a race to be first past the post To be first past the post, to be first past the post Through the cities, through the towns Into mountains, into clouds We'll go upstream til we come back down To the sea via the top of That hill via those old places We already saw once before We already saw, we already saw Upstream they are in cold water Swimming under, freezing over Thinking that there is no other way Downstream they are getting poured out Poured out into that great ocean Like somebody just pulled out the plug Just pulled out the plug, just pulled out the plug Like somebody just pulled out the plug
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I said you looked childlike when you started to roar I know you've just woken but you're not a child anymore And I know you won't laugh when there's no one to blame Cos when we all start to cry, we all look the same From Russia to India, from France and to Spain People still smoking cigarettes like there's no more today And they all have been told but they'll do it again Cos when we all start to cry, we all look the same I spent all last night with a smile on my face But you cannot disguise what is clearly the case And there's no way to cheat the rules of this game Cos when we all start to cry, we all look the same I stepped up to greet the guards of the gate You can't come in now, you'll just have to wait But their faces aren't so hard when they hear your dark fate Cos when we all start to cry, we all look the same In the camps outside Calais they're checking their phones They're texting their families wherever they roam And if we don't help them now, it'll be England's dark shame Cos when we all start to cry, we all look the same
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I first heard the news on the television Then it came on the radio Then a pigeon flew in with a note Then a telegram came It was made of stone Made of stone Made of stone Carved out messages left on trees Letters in the post were sent to me Adverts on the billboard down the road You'd have thought that there was Something i should know I should know I should know I got text messages and emails I got tweets and whatsapp notifications I got the voicemails and i saw the posts On my wall, telling me I should know I should know I should know
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It is of an old country farmer living in the west country And he had the prettiest little wife that you ever did see And a young man came a courting her when the old man he wasn't nigh And it's often times they take a tumble among the barley and the rye Oh when
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They say You'd better Get a Move on Before It's too late It's too late It's too late They say You'd better Open up and Let one in Before It's too late It's too late It's too late You'd better Get eaten Before you Overripen Seeds fallen Scattered into The desert sand Into the desert sand In the desert sand, in the desert sand, in the desert sand, in the desert sand Before it's too late, it's too late, it's too late Seeds fallen Scattered into The desert sand Into the desert sand
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Started out quite innocently Needed to feed the family It was just to make ends meet Just to put shoes on their feet To see them off to sleep The pennies they soon turned into pounds Working through the night into the ground Yes the pennies turned into pounds And the pounds they came a' rolling in And oh, it was so empowering A little turned into more And more, and more and more makes more The belly is never quite full Now you are the chief exec Ready to cut through throat and neck Nothing can stop you now Down to the bottom line you'll bow No nothing can stop you now More, and more, and more and more makes More, and more, and more and more makes More, and more, and more and more makes More, and more, and more and more makes Today it seems to make no sense The pounds, the pennies and the dollars and the cents Your family are full to the brim And as you sit there doodling You daren't look down at what you've drawn
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02:59
On the M25 In this car that I drive On the M25 With my wife by my side And if all the people rode horses instead of drove Ten thousand miles an hour at incredible horse power They'd be better pulling reins rather than chaining lanes Or hitting with a whip not a greasy gear stick On the M25 On this horse that I ride On the M25 There's five lines on either side And if all the people farmed instead of causing harm They'd be better off instead with less getting dead And the rules of the road and the drivers' highway code Would be just for the cows, the geese and the grouse On the M25 On the M25 On this horse that I ride On the M25 With my man just beside And when the horses get tired we'll pump up our bike tires And we won't need to fear the cars coming up our rear Just watch out for the cows and the geese and the grouse And the M25 will be a nice place to ride On the M25 On this bike that I ride (bike that she rides) On the M25 With my man just behind (it's a tandem we ride) Instead of all the metal cases, people inside with angry faces When all the cars are gone, we'll breathe and we'll have won The M25... will be ours for the ride
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Where is me hat, me nobby nobby hat The one that I wear in cold weather For my hair is falling out and me ears are flapping about So I think I'll go and look for better weather All for me grog, me jolly jolly grog All for me beer and tobacco For I spent all me tin with the lasses drinking gin And across the western ocean I must wander Where is me coat, me nobby nobby coat The one that I wear in cold weather For my body's all a quiver, even me liver is getting a shiver So I think I'll go and look for better weather All for me grog, me jolly jolly grog All for me beer and tobacco For I spent all me tin with the lasses drinking gin And across the western ocean I must wander Where are me trousers, me nobby nobby trousers The ones that I wear in any weather For me nobby knees are getting nobbier in the breeze And the rest has gone to look for better weather All for me grog, me jolly jolly grog All for me beer and tobacco For I spent all me tin with the lasses drinking gin And across the western ocean I must wander

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released September 15, 2017

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The Bara Bara Band London, UK

Ruth Jacob - banjo, vocals and stuff
Rupert Browne - guitar, vocals, bit of bass
Will Dobson - drums, percussion, noises
Boris Ming - fiddle, dancing

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