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Outlaw Love
04:03
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No one promised us a perfect world
Let's pretend we're innocent
Cut the lock and jump the fence
Trespass in the garden
Take my hand and run
No one promised us a tomorrow
So I'm stopping all the clocks
And holding up the coffee shop
Now there's nothing left to lose
And I won't leave without you
Outlaw love
Stole your dad's sedan
Outlaw love
Toss bottles off the bridge and dive in hand in hand
Outlaw love
Weighed all the risks
I can live with it if you can too
Handcuffs will cut my wrists
My bones will snap, my body twist
That's the worst they can do
We'll show them, we'll show them all
And they will know
They never had control
Outlaw love
I promise we'll reach that golden shore
When an unmovable object
Meets an unstoppable force
Bones in the water
Outlaw love
Watching flames in chrome
Outlaw love
Squad car burning in the road
Outlaw love
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Confession
03:00
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Written by Richard Thompson
Says Molly to James, "That's a fine motorbike
A girl could feel special on any such like"
Says James to Red Molly, "My hat's off to you
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme"
He pulled her on behind
And down to Box Hill, they did ride
Says James to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man
I fought with the law since I was seventeen
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
I'm twenty-one years, I might make twenty-two
I don't mind dying, but for the love of you
If fate should break my stride
I'll give you my Vincent to ride"
"Come down, come down, Red Molly, " called Sergeant McRae
"They've taken young James for armed robbery
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
Come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside"
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
He smiled to see her cry
Said I'll give you my Vincent to ride
Says James, "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl
Nortons and Indians and Greeves's won't do
They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52"
He reached for her hand then he slipped her the keys
"I've got no further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"
He gave her one kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride
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