Strange Boat (2006 Remaster) - The Waterboys

We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore Carrying the strangest cargo That was ever hauled aboard We're sailing on a strange sea Blown by a strange wind We're sailing on a strange sea Blown by a strange wind Carrying the strangest crew That ever sinned We're riding in a strange car We're following a strange star We're climbing on the strangest ladder That was ever there to climb We're living in a strange time Working for a strange goal We're living in a strange time We're working for a strange goal We're turning flesh and body Into soul

There's something strange going on tonight There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right There's something going down that wasn't here before Keep your eyes so screwed to the floor No one's gonna save your life There's something going on that's not quite right Beware, beware There's something going down that wasn't here before Keep your eyes so screwed to the floor No one's gonna save your life There's something going on that's not quite right, uh-huh There's something strange going on tonight There's something going on that's not quite right Joey's nervous and the lights are bright There's something going on that's not quite right There's something There's something, there's something There's something, there's something There's something, there's something There's something, there's something There's something

Après-midi, Paris c'est fun, en terrasse, attablé Regards lourds de sens et connivence pour qui cherche une main Je n'attends vraiment rien, je viens pour y lire des bouquins Artaud, Miller puis faut qu'j'aille Trainer sans raison De pleurs en frimes, Paris déprime, Saint-Germain s'illumine Se fondre à la foule, dans la ville aux rencontres faciles Je n'fais guère attention, les dessins qu'j'ai dans ces cartons Sont mon unique passion L'art est ma raison Chorus Si jamais d'aventure, je recherche l'aventure Café Paris, Le Flore, où tu me dis "je t'adore" Après minuit, Paris c'est fun, attablé, détaché Regards lourds de sens et connivence pour qui cherche une main Je n'attends vraiment rien, je viens pour y lire des bouquins Artaud, Miller puis faut qu'j'aille Trainer sans raison.

We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore Carrying the strangest cargo That was ever hauled aboard We're sailing on a strange sea Blown by a strange wind We're sailing on a strange sea Blown by a strange wind Carrying the strangest crew That ever sinned We're riding in a strange car We're following a strange star We're climbing on the strangest ladder That was ever there to climb We're living in a strange time Working for a strange goal We're living in a strange time We're working for a strange goal We're turning flesh and body Into soul

I've burned my bridges And I'm free at last All my chains are In the past The new life starts here The day is wide open The sky is blue The world is a miracle And so are you The new life starts here My papers arrived Stamped and complete All previous dispatches Are obsolete The new life starts here I can see my way so clear Rejoice for... The new life starts here There's a war in the Gulf But it ain't in my head I just declared a state of Peace instead The new life starts here Tempters and tricksters Banging at my door I'm not fighting with them Anymore The new life starts here. Generals, Presidents How do you do? I can make it with or Without you The new life starts here I can see my way so clear Rejoice for me The new life starts here Are you under the Mercy? Are you under attack? Are you going forward? Are you going back? The new life starts here Are you coming to grips? Are you coming apart? Are you listening to fear? Or to your heart? The new life starts here Citizens, criminals, Child, woman, or man, The keys to the Kingdom Are in your own hands The new life starts here Mock the devil Make him sweat! He hasn't won The battle yet The new life starts here A whole new age in seven more years A brave new age in ten more years Rejoice for me New life starts here.

I have heard the big music And I'll never be the same Something so pure Just called my name I have drowned in the big sea Now I find I'm still alive And I'm coming up for ever Shadows all behind me, ecstacy to come I have Climbed the big tree Touched the big sky I just stuck my hand up in the air And everything came into colour Like Jazz mana from sweet, sweet chariots I have seen the big mountain And I swear I'm halfway there (You'll never get there, you'll never get there, you'll never get there) But I will, I will always climb the mountain Because... I have heard the big music And I'll never be the same Something so pure Has called my name

Come here Her communique arrived with its expression of her feeling I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in conceiling Such a storm of words unsaid Though absurd as it appears Had been blowing in her head For twenty-seven years I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket Threw a scarf around my neck And twenty Dollars in my pocket Found her in the same old place Pamflet in her fist When she saw my windblown face Well look at who it is Meet me on the mad parade When the midnight bells are chiming We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown Pile up all the wonders that we've made In a tower too tall for climbing And we'll burn the damn thing down In the great November lake she was older still alluring Her hair grey and longer than it ever had been during The days we loved an slept In her bed of faded wood In the little place she kept In a crumbling neighbourhood We walked along a while Like we were old companions But I could feel the gap between us Yawning like a canian She with her church and code Her extravagant believes Me a creature of the road A child of dust and grief Meet me on the mad parade When the midnight bells are chiming We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown Pile up all the wonders that we've made In a tower too tall for climbing And we'll burn the damn thing down She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling Said if you're problem is long standing man Why don't you try kneeling Now your face I see you're still a sinner in the mist Setting up your little will Is king in place of His I said I've heard about sin Down the long wheels of ages I cracked books of lies With a thousand twisted pages Then I looked her in the eye And asked her clear and plane If your religion was a lie Then what would remain Se said if God looked beaten hard To loving hands to heal it There's nothing in my day that I ain't got strength to deal me I said darling I confess The same things applies to me As for all the rest We agreed to disagree Meet me on the mad parade When the midnight bells are chiming We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown Pile up all the wonders that we've made In a tower too tall for climbing And we'll burn the damn thing down Yes we'll burn the damn thing down

I'm still a freak, I never went straight I kept my appointment with fate And like every human being that was ever born I'm unique Things disappear, but I'm still here I'm still a freak I'm still a head and I'm doing fine I can hear your voice in my mind You ain't singing my praises now honey Do it when I'm dead I'm not bitter but I'm no quitter I'm still a head I'm still awake, I knew all along If you ain't crazy there's something wrong And there's no such thing as a coincidence Or a mistake And all this confusion is all just illusion I'm still awake I'm still a freak, I ain't been gagged I'm still flying the flag The game's movin' so fast, who knows where it's gonna Be this time next week! Empires rise and fall, but through it all I'm still a freak!