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DISCID=9108b90b
DTITLE=Leonard Cohen / New Skin For The Old Ceremony
DYEAR=1974
DGENRE=Rock
TTITLE0=Is This What You Wanted
TTITLE1=Chelsea Hotel #2
TTITLE2=Lover Lover Lover
TTITLE3=Field Commander Cohen
TTITLE4=Why Don't You Try
TTITLE5=There Is A War
TTITLE6=A Singer Must Die
TTITLE7=I Tried To Leave You
TTITLE8=Who By Fire
TTITLE9=Take This Longing
TTITLE10=Leaving Green Sleeves
EXTD= YEAR: 1974
EXTT0=You were the promise at dawn,\n\nI was the morning after.\n\nYou were Jesus Christ my Lord,\n\nI was the money lender.\n\nYou were the sensitive woman,\n\nI was the very reverend Freud.\n\nYou were the manual orgasm,\n\nI was the dirty little boy.\
EXTT0=n\n\n\nAnd is this what you wanted\n\nto live in a house that is haunted\n\nby the ghost of you and me?\n\n\n\nIs this what you wanted ...\n\n\n\nYou were Marlon Brando,\n\nI was Steve McQueen.\n\nYou were K.Y. Jelly,\n\nI was Vaseline.\n\nYou were
EXTT0= the father of modern medicine,\n\nI was Mr. Clean.\n\nYou where the whore and the beast of Babylon,\n\nI was Rin Tin Tin.\n\n\n\nAnd is this what you wanted ...\n\n\n\nAnd is this what you wanted ...\n\n\n\nYou got old and wrinkled,\n\nI stayed se
EXTT0=venteen.\n\nYou lusted after so many,\n\nI lay here with one.\n\nYou defied your solitude,\n\nI came through alone.\n\nYou said you could never love me,\n\nI undid your gown.\n\n\n\nAnd is this what you wanted ...\n\n\n\nAnd is this what you wanted
EXTT0= ...\n\n\n\nI mean is this what you wanted ...\n\n\n\nThat's right, is this what you wanted ...
EXTT1=I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,\n\nyou were talking so brave and so sweet,\n\ngiving me head on the unmade bed,\n\nwhile the limousines wait in the street.\n\nThose were the reasons and that was New York,\n\nwe were running for the money 
EXTT1=and the flesh.\n\nAnd that was called love for the workers in song\n\nprobably still is for those of them left.\n\n\n\nAh but you got away, didn't you babe,\n\nyou just turned your back on the crowd,\n\nyou got away, I never once heard you say,\n\n
EXTT1=I need you, I don't need you,\n\nI need you, I don't need you\n\nand all of that jiving around.\n\n\n\nI remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel\n\nyou were famous, your heart was a legend.\n\nYou told me again you preferred handsome men\n\nbut for 
EXTT1=me you would make an exception.\n\nAnd clenching your fist for the ones like us\n\nwho are oppressed by the figures of beauty,\n\nyou fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,\n\nwe are ugly but we have the music."\n\n\n\nAnd then you got away, d
EXTT1=idn't you babe...\n\n\n\nI don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,\n\nI can't keep track of each fallen robin.\n\nI remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,\n\nthat's all, I don't even think of you that often.\n\n
EXTT2=I asked my father,\n\nI said, "Father change my name."\n\nThe one I'm using now it's covered up\n\nwith fear and filth and cowardice and shame.\n\n\n\nYes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,\n\nyes and lover, lover,
EXTT2= lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.\n\n\n\nHe said, "I locked you in this body,\n\nI meant it as a kind of trial.\n\nYou can use it for a weapon,\n\nor to make some woman smile."\n\n\n\nYes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lov
EXTT2=er, lover come back to me\n\nyes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.\n\n\n\n"Then let me start again," I cried,\n\n"please let me start again,\n\nI want a face that's fair this time,\n\nI want a spirit that is calm.
EXTT2="\n\n\n\nYes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me\n\nyes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.\n\n\n\n"I never never turned aside," he said,\n\n"I never walked away.\n\nIt was you who bu
EXTT2=ilt the temple,\n\nit was you who covered up my face."\n\n\n\nYes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me\n\nyes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.\n\n\n\nAnd may the spirit of this song
EXTT2=,\n\nmay it rise up pure and free.\n\nMay it be a shield for you,\n\na shield against the enemy.\n\n\n\nYes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me\n\nyes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to 
EXTT2=me.\n\n\n\nYes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me\n\nyes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.\n\n
EXTT3=Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy.\n\nWounded in the line of duty,\n\nparachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties,\n\nurging Fidel Castro to abandon fields and castles.\n\nLeave it all and like a man,\n\ncome back to nothin
EXTT3=g special,\n\nsuch as waiting rooms and ticket lines,\n\nsilver bullet suicides,\n\nand messianic ocean tides,\n\nand racial roller-coaster rides\n\nand other forms of boredom advertised as poetry.\n\n\n\nI know you need your sleep now,\n\nI know y
EXTT3=our life's been hard.\n\nBut many men are falling,\n\nwhere you promised to stand guard.\n\n\n\nI never asked but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor.\n\nBut then I overheard your prayer,\n\nthat you be this and nothing more\n\nthan just 
EXTT3=some grateful faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire,\n\nthe patron Saint of envy and the grocer of despair,\n\nworking for the Yankee Dollar.\n\n\n\nI know you need your sleep now ...\n\n\n\nAh, lover come and lie with me, if my lover is w
EXTT3=ho you are,\n\nand be your sweetest self awhile until I ask for more, my child.\n\nThen let the other selves be wrong, yeah, let them manifest and come\n\ntill every taste is on the tongue,\n\ntill love is pierced and love is hung,\n\nand every kin
EXTT3=d of freedom done, then oh,\n\noh my love, oh my love, oh my love,\n\noh my love, oh my love, oh my love.\n\n
EXTT4=Why don't you try to do without him?\n\nWhy don't you try to live alone?\n\nDo you really need his hands for your passion?\n\nDo you really need his heart for your throne?\n\nDo you need his labour for your baby?\n\nDo you need his beast for the bo
EXTT4=ne?\n\nDo you need to hold a leash to be a lady?\n\nI know you're going to make, make it on your own.\n\n\n\nWhy don't your try to forget him?\n\nJust open up your dainty little hand.\n\nYou know this life is filled with many sweet companions,\n\nm
EXTT4=any satisfying one-night stands.\n\nDo you want to be the ditch around a tower?\n\nDo you want to be the moonlight in his cave?\n\nDo you want to give your blessing to his power\n\nas he goes whistling past his daddy, past his daddy's grave.\n\n\n\
EXTT4=nI'd like to take you take you to the ceremony,\n\nwell, that is if I remember the way.\n\nYou see Jack and Jill they're going to join their misery,\n\nI'm afraid it's time for everyone to pray.\n\nYou can see they've finally taken cover,\n\nthey'r
EXTT4=e willing, yeah they're willing to obey.\n\nTheir vows are difficult, they're for each other,\n\nso let nobody put a loophole, a loophole in their way.\n\n
EXTT5=There is a war between the rich and poor,\n\na war between the man and the woman.\n\nThere is a war between the ones who say there is a war\n\nand the ones who say there isn't.\n\n\n\nWhy don't you come on back to the war, that's right, get in it,\
EXTT5=n\nwhy don't you come on back to the war, it's just beginning.\n\n\n\nWell I live here with a woman and a child,\n\nthe situation makes me kind of nervous.\n\nYes, I rise up from her arms, she says "I guess you call this love";\n\nI call it service
EXTT5=.\n\n\n\nWhy don't you come on back to the war, don't be a tourist,\n\nwhy don't you come on back to the war, before it hurts us,\n\nwhy don't you come on back to the war, let's all get nervous.\n\n\n\nYou cannot stand what I've become,\n\nyou much
EXTT5= prefer the gentleman I was before.\n\nI was so easy to defeat, I was so easy to control,\n\nI didn't even know there was a war.\n\n\n\nWhy don't you come on back to the war, don't be embarrassed,\n\nwhy don't you come on back to the war, you can s
EXTT5=till get married.\n\n\n\nThere is a war between the rich and poor,\n\na war between the man and the woman.\n\nThere is a war between the left and right,\n\na war between the black and white,\n\na war between the odd and the even.\n\n\n\nWhy don't y
EXTT5=ou come on back to the war, pick up your tiny burden,\n\nwhy don't you come on back to the war, let's all get even,\n\nwhy don't you come on back to the war, can't you hear me speaking?\n\n
EXTT6=Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess.\n\nIs it true you betrayed us? The answer is Yes.\n\nThen read me the list of the crimes that are mine,\n\nI will ask for the mercy that you love to decline.\n\nAnd all the ladies go moist, and the 
EXTT6=judge has no choice,\n\na singer must die for the lie in his voice.\n\n\n\nAnd I thank you, I thank you for doing your duty,\n\nyou keepers of truth, you guardians of beauty.\n\nYour vision is right, my vision is wrong,\n\nI'm sorry for smudging th
EXTT6=e air with my song.\n\n\n\nOh, the night it is thick, my defences are hid\n\nin the clothes of a woman I would like to forgive,\n\nin the rings of her silk, in the hinge of her thighs,\n\nwhere I have to go begging in beauty's disguise.\n\nOh goodn
EXTT6=ight, goodnight, my night after night,\n\nmy night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night.\n\n\n\nI am so afraid that I listen to you,\n\nyour sun glassed protectors they do that to you.\n\nIt's their ways to detain, their 
EXTT6=ways to disgrace,\n\ntheir knee in your balls and their fist in your face.\n\nYes and long live the state by whoever it's made,\n\nsir, I didn't see nothing, I was just getting home late.\n\n
EXTT7=I tried to leave you, I don't deny\n\nI closed the book on us, at least a hundred times.\n\nI'd wake up every morning by your side.\n\n\n\nThe years go by, you lose your pride.\n\nThe baby's crying, so you do not go outside,\n\nand all your work it
EXTT7='s right before your eyes.\n\n\n\nGoodnight, my darling, I hope you're satisfied,\n\nthe bed is kind of narrow, but my arms are open wide.\n\nAnd here's a man still working for your smile.\n\n
EXTT8=And who by fire, who by water,\n\nwho in the sunshine, who in the night time,\n\nwho by high ordeal, who by common trial,\n\nwho in your merry merry month of may,\n\nwho by very slow decay,\n\nand who shall I say is calling?\n\n\n\nAnd who in her l
EXTT8=onely slip, who by barbiturate,\n\nwho in these realms of love, who by something blunt,\n\nand who by avalanche, who by powder,\n\nwho for his greed, who for his hunger,\n\nand who shall I say is calling?\n\n\n\nAnd who by brave assent, who by acci
EXTT8=dent,\n\nwho in solitude, who in this mirror,\n\nwho by his lady's command, who by his own hand,\n\nwho in mortal chains, who in power,\n\nand who shall I say is calling?\n\n
EXTT9=Many men have loved the bells\n\nyou fastened to the rein,\n\nand everyone who wanted you\n\nthey found what they will always want again.\n\nYour beauty lost to you yourself\n\njust as it was lost to them.\n\n\n\nOh take this longing from my tongue
EXTT9=,\n\nwhatever useless things these hands have done.\n\nLet me see your beauty broken down\n\nlike you would do for one you love.\n\n\n\nYour body like a searchlight\n\nmy poverty revealed,\n\nI would like to try your charity\n\nuntil you cry, "Now 
EXTT9=you must try my greed."\n\nAnd everything depends upon\n\nhow near you sleep to me\n\n\n\n\n\nHungry as an archway\n\nthrough which the troops have passed,\n\nI stand in ruins behind you,\n\nwith your winter clothes, your broken sandal straps.\n\nI
EXTT9= love to see you naked over there\n\nespecially from the back.\n\n\n\nOh take this longing from my tongue,\n\nall the useless things my hands have done,\n\nuntie for me your hired blue gown,\n\nlike you would do for one that you love.\n\n\n\nYou're
EXTT9= faithful to the better man,\n\nI'm afraid that he left.\n\nSo let me judge your love affair\n\nin this very room where I have sentenced\n\nmine to death.\n\nI'll even wear these old laurel leaves\n\nthat he's shaken from his head.\n\n\n\nJust take
EXTT9= this longing from my tongue,\n\nall the useless things my hands have done,\n\nlet me see your beauty broken down,\n\nlike you would do for one you love.\n\n\n\nLike you would do for one you love.\n\n
EXTT10=Alas, my love, you did me wrong,\n\nto cast me out discourteously,\n\nfor I have loved you so long,\n\ndelighting in your very company.\n\nI reached for you but you were gone,\n\nso lady I'm going too.\n\n\n\nGreen sleeves, you're all alone ...\n\
EXTT10=n\n\nGreen sleeves, you're all alone,\n\nthe leaves have fallen, the men have all gone home.\n\nGreen sleeves, it's so easily done,\n\nleaving the Lady Green Sleeves.\n\n
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