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UP A TREE

BACK IN THE HIGH LIFE AGAIN

SLIP INTO CHARACTER

SAILORS TAKE WARNING

FULL OF SONG

FULL OF PROMISE

TAKEN FOR A RIDE

YOU CUT I’LL CHOOSE

I HAD MY DOUBTS

HEAD IN CLOUDS

STUCK OUTSIDE YOUR CAGE

ON EDGE

THAT SHINING DAY

YOU’RE THE FIRST AND LAST OF YOUR KIND

THE FOOTHILLS