Toad The Wet Sprocket ‎– Bread And Circus

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Columbia ‎– CK 45326
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CD, Album
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Tracklist

1 Way Away 3:07
2 Scenes From A Vinyl Recliner 4:12
3 Unquiet 2:54
4 Know Me 5:13
5 When We Recovered 2:52
6 One Wind Blows 3:27
7 Pale Blue 3:22
8 Always Changing Probably 4:49
9 One Little Girl 3:26
10 Covered In Roses 4:26

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Barcode and Other Identifiers

  • Barcode (Printed): 0 7464-45326-2
  • Barcode (Scanned): 074644532623
  • Matrix / Runout: C2 1A CK45326 13

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Cat# Artist Title (Format) Label Cat# Country Year
BFCK 45326 Toad The Wet Sprocket Bread And Circus(CD, Album) Columbia BFCK 45326 Canada 1989 Sell This Version
465850 2 Toad The Wet Sprocket Bread And Circus(CD, Album) CBS 465850 2 Europe 1989 Sell This Version
CSCS 5079 Toad The Wet Sprocket Bread And Circus(CD, Album) CBS/Sony CSCS 5079 Japan 1989 Sell This Version
CK 45326 Toad The Wet Sprocket Bread And Circus(CD, RP) Columbia, Abe's Records CK 45326 US Unknown Sell This Version
465850 1 Toad The Wet Sprocket Bread And Circus(LP, Album) CBS 465850 1 UK 1989 Sell This Version

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linkjones

linkjones

March 17, 2018
edited over 3 years ago
Years ago I found the intro lyrics to "Know Me" and came across them today so I posted them here:

I love an object, singular thing
Carried beside me and flaunted for me
And I know I'm not holy, just partially good
No time for my family, patience to brood
I want to be a great man,
A hero, a mortal, immortal I'd stand
But I haven't the guts to touch lepers or queers
So I'm happy to waste away time with you here

Should I have believed I was still a boy
Naive and sane, protected wholly
Tongue-tied and restless
Breathing of futures
Know me; I am not a child
'Though you have age
You have not felt the pain...
Should I have remained obedient and docile
So far restrained
The hands that hold me back
Could break my bones
As each one snaps
I hate my home
Far on my way
I should know, I was born here
Know me, Know me

Am I just some fool? Am I far from ready?
Just let me fall and I'll believe you.
Chained up and pampered I strain until I crack
Know me before you kill what I want to be
And leave me cold
Bled white
And feeling old
Far on my way
I should know, I was born here
Know me--know all I am
Far on my way
I was cold then I exploded
Know me