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| albums = {{song album|Fish|Internal Exile|1991}}<br/>{{song album|Fish|Derek Dick and his Amazing Electric Bear|1993}}<br/>{{song album|Fish|Yang|1995}}<br/>{{song album|Fish|Kettle of Fish (88-98)|1998}}
 
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Dream of a new life on foreign shores
 
Dream of a new life on foreign shores
 
Wherever we go, we'll always know
 
Wherever we go, we'll always know
That the land we stand on, is never our own
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That the land we stand on is never our own
  
 
Hey there laddie, internal exile
 
Hey there laddie, internal exile
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Yee-ha
 
Yee-ha
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</lyrics>
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=== Live Version (1993 Electric Bear release) ===
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<lyrics><i>This is a song of hope
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And it's a song dedicated to my country.</i>
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I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Gardens
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Heading out west for the Lothian Road
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An Evening News stuffed deep in his pocket
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Wrapped up in his problems to keep away the cold
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Grierson's spirit haunts the dockyards
 +
The only men working
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Documentary crews
 +
Shooting film as the lines get longer
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As the seams run out
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As the oil runs dry
 +
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Hey there laddie, internal exile
 +
When will you see that you've got to let go?
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Hey there lassie, internal exile
 +
When will you realise you've got to let go?
 +
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Cha!
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Ha!
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Starlings wheeling Georgian spires
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And the fires of Grangemouth burn the skies
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A lion sleeps in a tenement close
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In a country that's tired and deaf to his roar
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Hey there laddie, internal exile
 +
When will you see that we've got to let go?
 +
Hey there lassie, internal exile
 +
When will you realise you got to let go?
 +
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We're gonna go now
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Can't you see we're gonna go now
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They build a wasteland deep in the wilderness
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Poison the soil and reap the harvest
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Of blind indifference, greed and apathy
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Sowed way back in our history
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The fish are few and the harbours are empty
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The keels now rot on our oil slicked shores
 +
The sheep are gone, the farms deserted
 +
It's out of sight and we're out of mind
 +
 +
Hey there laddie, internal exile
 +
When will you see that we've got to let go?
 +
Hey there lassie, internal exile
 +
When will you realise you've got to let go?
 +
 +
We're gonna go now
 +
Can't you see we're gonna go now
 +
 +
Like our fathers before us
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We've eyes for America
 +
Dream of a new life on foreign shores
 +
Wherever we go, we'll always know
 +
That the land we stand on is never our own
 +
 +
Hey there laddie, internal exile
 +
When will you see that we've got to let go?
 +
Hey there lassie, internal exile
 +
When will you realise you're gonna let go?
 +
 +
Well internal exile
 +
You've simply gotta let go
 +
Well internal exile
 +
We're gonna let go
 +
Oh we're gonna let go
 +
Can't you see that we're gonna let go
 +
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John Major goodbye
 +
Westminster goodbye
 +
London goodbye
 +
London goodbye
 +
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Yee-ah
 +
 +
Internal exile
 +
Internal exile
 +
Please let us go
 
</lyrics>
 
</lyrics>
  
 
{{C:Song|I|Internal Exile}}
 
{{C:Song|I|Internal Exile}}

Latest revision as of 00:32, 21 August 2014

“Internal Exile”
Artist: Fish
Albums: Internal Exile (1991)
Derek Dick and his Amazing Electric Bear (1993)
Yang (1995)
Kettle of Fish (88-98) (1998)

I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Gardens
Heading out west for the Lothian Road
An Evening News stuffed deep in his pocket
Wrapped up in his problems to keep away the cold
Grierson's spirit haunts the dockyards
The only men working
Documentary crews
Shooting film as the lines get longer
As the seams run out
As the oil runs dry

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that you're gonna let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you've got to let go?

Starlings wheeling Georgian spires
And the fires of Grangemouth burn the skies
A lion sleeps in a tenement close
In a country that's tired and deaf to his roar

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that we've got to let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you've got to let go?

You've got to go now
Won't you please let go now

They build a wasteland deep in the wilderness
Poison the soil and reap the harvest
Of blind indifference, greed and apathy
Sowed way back in our history
The fish are few and the harbours are empty
The keels now rot on our oil slicked shores
The sheep are gone, the farms deserted
It's out of sight and we're out of mind

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that we've got to let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you've got to let go?

We're gonna go now
We're gonna go now

Like our fathers before us
We've eyes for America
Dream of a new life on foreign shores
Wherever we go, we'll always know
That the land we stand on is never our own

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that we've got to let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise we've got to let go?

Well internal exile
You're gonna let go
Well internal exile
We're gonna let go
Gonna let go

You got to go now
Won't you please let us go now

Hey internal exile
Internal exile
Please let go

1989 Recording (Yang)

I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Gardens
Heading out west for the Lothian Road
An Evening News stuffed deep in his pocket
Wrapped up in his problems to keep away the cold
Grierson's spirit haunts the dockyards
The only men working are documentary crews
Shooting film as the lines get longer
As the seams run out
As the oil runs dry

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that it's time to go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you've got to let go?

Yow
Hey
Gotta go

Starlings wheeling Georgian spires
And the fires of Grangemouth burn the skies
A lion sleeps in a tenement close
In a country that's tired and deaf to his roar

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that it's time to go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you've got to let go?

Oh you've got to let go
You've gotta go
Got to go now

Build you a wasteland deep in the wilderness
Poison the soil and reap the harvest
Of blind indifference, greed and apathy
Sowed way back in our history
The fish are few, the harbours empty
The keels now rot on our oil slicked shores
The sheep are gone, the farms deserted
It's out of sight and we're out of mind

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that it's time to go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise we've got to let go?

They've got to go
Got to go
It's time to go

Like our fathers before us
We've eyes for America
Dream of a new life on foreign shores
Wherever we go, we will always know
That the land we stand on is never our own

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that it's time to go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise we've got to let go?

Oh internal exile
You've gotta go
Internal exile
We're gonna let go
Internal exile
Gotta go
We've gotta go
Gotta go

Internal exile
Internal exile
Internal exile
We are

Yee-ha


Live Version (1993 Electric Bear release)

This is a song of hope
And it's a song dedicated to my country.


I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Gardens
Heading out west for the Lothian Road
An Evening News stuffed deep in his pocket
Wrapped up in his problems to keep away the cold
Grierson's spirit haunts the dockyards
The only men working
Documentary crews
Shooting film as the lines get longer
As the seams run out
As the oil runs dry

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that you've got to let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you've got to let go?

Cha!
Ha!

Starlings wheeling Georgian spires
And the fires of Grangemouth burn the skies
A lion sleeps in a tenement close
In a country that's tired and deaf to his roar

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that we've got to let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you got to let go?

We're gonna go now
Can't you see we're gonna go now

They build a wasteland deep in the wilderness
Poison the soil and reap the harvest
Of blind indifference, greed and apathy
Sowed way back in our history
The fish are few and the harbours are empty
The keels now rot on our oil slicked shores
The sheep are gone, the farms deserted
It's out of sight and we're out of mind

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that we've got to let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you've got to let go?

We're gonna go now
Can't you see we're gonna go now

Like our fathers before us
We've eyes for America
Dream of a new life on foreign shores
Wherever we go, we'll always know
That the land we stand on is never our own

Hey there laddie, internal exile
When will you see that we've got to let go?
Hey there lassie, internal exile
When will you realise you're gonna let go?

Well internal exile
You've simply gotta let go
Well internal exile
We're gonna let go
Oh we're gonna let go
Can't you see that we're gonna let go

John Major goodbye
Westminster goodbye
London goodbye
London goodbye

Yee-ah

Internal exile
Internal exile
Please let us go