Postcards From a Young Man Lyrics

[Jools Joyce]

Could someone help with transcribing
Hazleton Avenue
I Think I've Found It
A Billion Balconies Facing the Sun &
All We Make Is Entertainment lyrics?

[Napoleon Bonaparte]

Hazelton Avenue

The modern world sits so easily
A different kind of honesty
Guess I worship at the alter
I am a happy consumer
A record shop and some clarity
Don't need a willingness to feel solitary
Don't need a wilderness

So take me back
So take me back
To Hazelton Avenue
To Hazelton Avenue

Motion, coffee, sleep it's all I really need
Moving on accept my apologies
Motion, coffee, sleep, please accept all my apologies
Amongst the crowd the disconnect is sweeter
Alone in bed the joy is even deeper
I feel like I could write a bestseller
So take me back to Hazelton Avenue
To Hazelton Avenue

So take me back (so take me back)
So take me back
To Hazelton Avenue
To Hazelton Avenue
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Yes there is a reference to having a shit in this song.

[UEF]

All We Make is Enterainment

I'm no longer preaching to the converted
That congregation has long ago deserted

And we discovered what's even more despair (?)
But we learned how to cope, we learnt now not to care

And the sun will still keep rising
Though it's defecting, always disguising
Was there ever another place
Did we ever really exist?

All we make is entertainment
A sad indictment of what we're good at
We're all part of the grand delusion

We made so much and we let it all crumble
To safeguard our rights to make a small human
Oh this country is but an empty shell
A clearing house for heaven, a clearing house for hell

And the sun will still keep rising
Though it's defecting, always disguising
Was there ever another place
Did we ever really exist?

All we make is entertainment
It's so damn easy, and an escape for
"We're so post-modern, We're so post-everything"

All we make is entertainment
I like to hope and .. (?)
A simple way to seek perfection

Please don't tell the nation of being exposed
It only confirms what we already know
Pointless jobs only lead to pointless lives
Breaking up our bones, breaking up our minds

[227lears]

Originally Posted by //Kelly

Postcards From A Young Man


I won't reclaim the comfort, I won't reclaim the pain that was lost
???????
I will not give up and I will not give in
???????
I will not give up and I will not give in

I wont betray your confidence,
I won't pretend my way was lost,
this world will not impose it's will,
I will not give up and I will not give in.

[Scarecrow]

Currently attempting Auto-Intoxication. Haven't done this for a while so I'm finding it fucking difficult.

[*Found That Soul*]

I think I found it

I think I found it
And I think I love it
Buried in the dirt
Hiding from the light

So I walked to the sea
Threw a pebble in for you and me
The day of wine and roses has made me feel alive

My letter was burnt but your words were wise
For mystery and youth must surely colide

A song of empty matter
Which might explain the atoms
Of an any precious jewles of truth to save my kind

I think I found it
And I think I love it
Buried in the dirt
Hiding from the light

My letter was burnt but your words were wise
For mystery and youth must surely collide

*Cant seem to work out the last part of the song

[BranCox]

Billion Balconies (I did my best, shut up)

We’ve finally found our way
BLAH BLAH MEMORY BLAH
We’ve all become our personal gods
We’ve all become so sad and lost

A billion balconies facing the sun
A billion faces turned to the screens
The perfect answer to camouflage our screams
A billion lies becoming the truth
An ecstasy of the eye
As wide as eternity tonight

We found expression for our hate
Without any kind of consequence
Who needs patience any more
When all our pleasure’s virtual


A billion balconies facing the sun
A billion faces turned to the screens
The perfect antidote to answer our screams.
A billion lies becoming the truth
An ecstasy of the eye
As wide as eternity tonight

[BranCox]

Originally Posted by *Found That Soul*

I think I found it

I think I found it
And I think I love it
Buried in the dirt
Hiding from the light

So I walked to the sea
Threw a pebble in for you and me
The day of wine and roses has made me feel alive

My letter was burnt but your words were wise
For mystery and youth must surely colide

A song of empty matter
Which might explain the atoms
Of an any precious jewles of truth to save my kind

I think I found it
And I think I love it
Buried in the dirt
Hiding from the light

My letter was burnt but your words were wise
For mystery and youth must surely collide

*Cant seem to work out the last part of the song

These things I've seen, brings tears to my eyes, live with me through the threat of our lives, I'm alive.

Or some shit like that.

[Scarecrow]

Never mind, just realised someone else already did Auto-Intoxication here. They covered the three missing words I had too.

[BranCox]

Originally Posted by MSPKYE

My attempt from the studio version



The sky is falling in on you
Crushed any happiness you knew
The truth meaned more to you than love
It's still there but beauty had gone

Remember you, stretched out in the sun
All alone forever, conclusion's foregone
Will you find some kind of nothingness
Still and lonely like an old school photograph

Laid yourself out under the stars
Some peace in loss So dont be sad
A fitting end to your ?
But maybe death's our only friend

Remember you, stretched out in the sun
All alone forever, confusions forgone
Will you find some kind of nothingness
Still and lonely like an old school photograph

Your furture glories all empty of thoughts
This beauty doing nothing at all
It's what you wanted, it's what you got
Your final search for truth has stopped

This beauty doing nothing at all
Never stop
Never stop
Never stop
Never stop
Never

Remember you, stretched out in the sun
All alone forever, confusions forgone
Will you find some kind of nothingness
Still and lonely like an old school photograph

I think it's
'conclusion's foregone' and
'maybe death's our only friend'

but idk.

[Napoleon Bonaparte]

I got:

I think I found it, I think I love it
Buried in the dirt hiding from the light
So I walked to the sea, threw a pebble in for you & me
A day of wine & roses has made me feel alive
My letter was burnt but your words are wise
For mystery & youth must surely collide

A song of anti-matter, which might explain the answers
Of any precious jewels of truth to save my kind
I think I found it, I think I love it
Buried in the dirt hiding from the light
My letter was burnt but your words are wise
For mystery & youth must surely collide

These things I've seen brings tears to my eyes
Live with me through the threat of our lives

These things I've seen brings tears to my eyes
Live with me through the threat of our lives
Our lives

[BranCox]

Originally Posted by UEF

All We Make is Enterainment

I'm no longer preaching to the converted
That congregation has long ago deserted

And we discovered what's even more despair (?)
But we learned how to cope, we learnt now not to care

And the sun will still keep rising
Though it's defecting, always disguising
Was there ever another place
Did we ever really exist?

All we make is entertainment
A sad indictment of what we're good at
We're all part of the grand delusion

We made so much and we let it all crumble
To safeguard our rights to make a small human
Oh this country is but an empty shell
A clearing house for heaven, a clearing house for hell

And the sun will still keep rising
Though it's defecting, always disguising
Was there ever another place
Did we ever really exist?

All we make is entertainment
It's so damn easy, and an escape for
"We're so post-modern, We're so post-everything"

All we make is entertainment
I like to hope and .. (?)
A simple way to seek perfection

Please don't tell the nation of being exposed
It only confirms what we already know
Pointless jobs only lead to pointless lives
Breaking up our bones, breaking up our minds

I heard: 'to make us more human'
and
'it's so damn easy and inescapable'

I can't get the other bit either, it sounds like 'an end to hope and something-tation'

OH JAMES WHY CAN'T YOU BE MORE CLEAR? AFTER ALL THESE YEARS?

[Napoleon Bonaparte]

Originally Posted by UEF

All We Make is Enterainment

I'm no longer preaching to the converted
That congregation has long ago deserted

And we discovered was even more despair
But we learned how to cope, we learnt now not to care

And the sun will still keep rising
Always deflecting, always disguising
Was there ever another place
Did we ever really exist?

All we make is entertainment
A sad indictment of what we're good at
We're all part of the grand delusion

We made so much and we let it all crumble
To safeguard our rights to make us more human
Oh this country is but an empty shell
A clearing house for heaven, a clearing house for hell

And the sun will still keep rising
Always deflecting, always disguising
Was there ever another place
Did we ever really exist?

All we make is entertainment
It's so damn easy, and inescapable
"We're so post-modern, We're so post-everything"

All we make is entertainment
An end to hope and civilisation
A simple way to seek perfection

Please don't tell the nation of being exposed
It only confirms what we already know
Pointless jobs just lead to pointless lives
Breaking up our bones, breaking up our minds

Got it, I think

[Jools Joyce]

Thanks, guys, much appreciated.
And I can't figure out the first lines in Balconies too.
Something like "We’ve finally found our ways / Taking tomorrow memory days" that doesn't make any sense.

[ron the little seal]

anyone got golden platitudes? im useless i love this section but cant make it out fully

i fell back in love with love
i know that it might sound odd
the liberal is ?
every bit of my youth
left with the barest of bones
leaving us all with holes
where did it all go wrong
where did the feeling go
white colour lies the moon
when every different kind
of desperation exists
in every single hole
where did the feeling go
where did the feeling go
where did it all go wrong