1. ELVIS (...I REMEMBER) (album version)
Walmsley
2. SENCE (only realise)*
Woseen/Elliott
3. SILENCE LOST ( album version)
Woseen
4. FORTUNATE SON (only realese)*
J Fogerty & T Fogerty

Elvis Presley
1935 - 1977


Lyrics

Elvis

It’s not enough to be like Elvis, the subjects only have one king.
It’s not a choice that makes you helpless, Look at all the suffering It brings.
I remember crying for my Sins, I remember screaming from the pain,
but crying never changed a thing.
It’s not enough to have all the answers. and It’s not enough just to be prepared.
It won’t be the One you’re holding onto, It’s the One you miss when it’s not there.
I remember crying for my sins, I remember screaming from The pain,
I remember the shaking in my hands, but crying never changed a thing.
It’s not good enough to blame it all on somebody else,
you can only ever play one hand at a time
and I won’t accept your bullshit excuses,
the end will never justify your crime.
I remember crying for my sins (oh my sins) and I remember screaming from the pain,
but crying, you know, It never, never changed a thing.
It never changed a thing.


Sence


Hear the screams in shattered silence Smell the flowers in your violence
Do you feel the love in anger, Can you taste the fear in your laughter
It all makes It all makes sense to me
A crippled comic without any timing Sinking in and silver cloudless lining
Is it you or is it me that they're bribing Take your conscience out to the drive-in
It all makes It all makes sense this time
It all takes It takes all kinds
The revolution in revolting Shut the gate when the horse is bolting
This is a once in a lifetime
Sex and drugs no you can't stop it pockets empty
No frills cheap thrills
It all takes It takes all kinds
It all makes It all makes sense this time
It's making some kind of sense this time
I know it takes It takes a long long time
It's making sense to me - this time
It's making sense to me - this time
.

Silence Lost

How do you say goodbye to someone you don’t know?
Never got to show. I don’t know, can you tell me.
You take a life in your hands every time you wake.
There’s not a single break. Each step a new mistake.
If I fall will you catch me?
I can’t get away from this feeling that I’ve done something wrong.
I’ve had to go back and I never thought it’d come to that.
Take the risk and pay the cost.
Search my head and try to find. There’s no simple way
I know I’ve lost not gained can’t cry, so don’t show me,
still don’t know how to say goodbye to someone I’ll never know.
This fire inside me grows. Will I ever know?
I can’t get away from this feeling maybe I’ve done something wrong.
I’ve had to go back and I never thought it’d come to that
was the risk worth the loss?
Don’t stand for nothin don’t believe a word they say.
I see tomorrow in the faces of today.
I wish this was a dream and not reality - but it’s too late.
I can see that it’s too late.
I can’t get away from this feeling. Maybe I’ve done something wrong.
I’ve had to go back and I never thought it’d come to that, with a single word the silence lost.
I’ve had to go back and I never thought it’d come to that.
I’ve had to go back and I never thought it. I should’ve seen it coming,
I’ve had to go back and I never thought it’d come to that with a strangled cry the silence lost.


Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief", Ooh, they point the cannon at you,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Yeah! Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door, Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, noooo
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no,


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