To the Faithful Departed Album

Artist(s): The Cranberries

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Tracklist

Hollywood

length: 5:08
producer: The Cranberries and Bruce Fairbairn
lead vocals: Dolores O’Riordan
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
electric guitar: Noel Hogan
background vocals: Noel Hogan
acoustic guitar: Noel Hogan
percussion: Fergal Lawler
additional percussion: Randy Raine-Reusch
drums (drum set): Fergal Lawler
bass guitar: Mike Hogan
orchestrator: Michael Kamen
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan

I've got a picture in my head (in my head)
It's me and you , we are in bed (we are in bed)
You'll always be there when I call (when I call)
You'll always be there most of all. (all, all, all)
This is not Hollywood,
Like I understood.
This is not Hollywood,
Like, Like, Like.

This is not Hollywood,
Like I understood.
This is not Hollywood,
Like, Like, Like.

Away, Runaway, is there anybody there?
Away, Runaway, is there anybody there?
Get away, Get away, Get away!
Get away, Get away, Get away!

I've got a picture in my room, (in my room)
I will return there I presume. (should be soon)
The greatest irony of all, (shoot the wall)
It's not so glamorous at all (all, all, all)

This is not Hollywood,
Like I understood.
This is not Hollywood,
Like, Like, Like.

This is not Hollywood,
Like I understood.
This is not Hollywood,
Like, Like, Like.

Away, Runaway, is there anybody there?
Away, Runaway, is there anybody there?
Get away, Get away, Get away!
Get away, Get away, Get away!

This is not Hollywood
(Runaway)
This is not Hollywood

Salvation

length: 2:25
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
lead vocals: Dolores O’Riordan
guest tenor saxophone: Richie Buckley
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
electric guitar: Noel Hogan
background vocals: Noel Hogan
guest trumpet: Bruce Fairbairn
acoustic guitar: Noel Hogan
percussion: Fergal Lawler
additional percussion: Randy Raine-Reusch
drums (drum set): Fergal Lawler
bass guitar: Mike Hogan
guest baritone saxophone: Michael Buckley
orchestrator: Michael Kamen
composer: Noel Hogan, Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
To all the people doing lines
Don't do it, don't do it
Inject your soul with liberty
It's free, it's free
To all the kids with heroin eyes
Don't do it, don't do it
'Cause it's not, not what it seems
Oh no it's not, not what it seems

[Chorus]
Salvation, Salvation, Salvation is free
Salvation, Salvation, Salvation is free

To all the parents with sleepless nights
Sleepless nights
Tie your kids home to their beds
Clean their heads
To all the kids with heroin eyes
Don't do it, don't do it
'Cause it's not, not what it seems
No no it's not, not what it seems

[Chorus]

When You’re Gone

length: 4:57
producer: The Cranberries and Bruce Fairbairn
lead vocals: Dolores O’Riordan
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
electric guitar: Noel Hogan
background vocals: Noel Hogan
acoustic guitar: Noel Hogan
percussion: Fergal Lawler
additional percussion: Randy Raine-Reusch
drums (drum set): Fergal Lawler
bass guitar: Mike Hogan
orchestrator: Michael Kamen
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
Hold onto love that is what I do now that I've found you.
And from above everything's stinking, they're not around you.

And in the night, I could be helpless,
I could be lonely, sleeping without you.

And in the day, everything's complex,
There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you.

But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do. Hey, baby!
And it's going to carry on, that is what I knew. Hey, baby...

Hold onto my hands, I feel I'm sinking, sinking without you.
And to my mind, everything's stinking, stinking without you.

And in the night, I could be helpless,
I could be lonely, sleeping without you.

And in the day, everything's complex,
There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you.

But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do. Hey, baby!
And it's going to carry on, that is what I do. hey, baby...


Thanks to lololdu73 for the correction

Free to Decide

length: 4:25
producer: The Cranberries and Bruce Fairbairn
lead vocals: Dolores O’Riordan
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
electric guitar: Noel Hogan
background vocals: Noel Hogan
acoustic guitar: Noel Hogan
percussion: Fergal Lawler
additional percussion: Randy Raine-Reusch
drums (drum set): Fergal Lawler
bass guitar: Mike Hogan
orchestrator: Michael Kamen
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
It’s not worth anything more than this at all
I live as I choose or I will not live at all

So return to where you’ve come from
Return to where you dwell
Because harassment’s not my forte
But you do it very well

I’m free to decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all
I’m free to decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)

You must have nothing more with your mind to do
There’s a war in russia and sarejevo, too

So to hell with want you’re thinking
And to hell with your narrow mind
You’re so distracted from the real thing
You should leave your life behind (behind)

I’m free to decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all
I’m free to decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)

I’m free to decide, I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)

At all, at all, at all

War Child

length: 3:51
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
conductor: Michael Kamen
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
strings arranger: Michael Kamen
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
Who will save the war child baby?
Who controls the key?
The web we weave is thick and sordid,
Fine by me.

At times of war we're all the losers,
There's no victory.
We shoot to kill and kill your lover,
Fine by me.

War child, victim of political pride.
Plant the seed, territorial greed.
Mind the war child,
We should mind the war child.

I spent last winter in New York,
And came upon a man.
He was sleeping on the streets and homeless,
He said, "I fought in Vietnam."

Beneath his shirt he wore the mark,
He bore the mark with pride.
A two inch deep incision carved,
Into his side.

War child, victim of political pride.
Plant the seed, territorial greed.
Mind the war child,
We should mind the war child.

Who's the loser now? Who's the loser now?
We're all the losers now. We're all the losers now.

War child. [X2]

Forever Yellow Skies

length: 4:10
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
Yellow Sky
I can see you in the yellow sky
See you again
I'll see you again
In my dreams
Morning light
I remember morning light
Outside my door
I'll see you no more
In my dreams
Forever
Forever I'll be
Forever holding you
Responsible
Black and white
It's become so black and white
It's become so wrong
So insecure
You're so insecure
That's what you are
Forever
Forever I'll be
Forever holding you
Responsible

The Rebels

length: 3:21
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
conductor: Michael Kamen
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
strings arranger: Michael Kamen
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
Seems like yesterday we were 16
We were the rebels of the rebel scene
We wore Doc Martens in the sun
Drinking vintage cider having fun

Drinking vintage cider having fun
It wasn't often that we fought at all
It wasn't often
We wore Doc Martens in the sun

Paint our toenails black and let our hair grow
What I am now is what I was then
I am not more acceptable that then
I an not more acceptable than then

It wasn't often that we fought at all
It wasn't often
Seems like yesterday we were 16
We were the rebels of the rebel scene

Intermission

length: 2:02
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
Instrumental

I Just Shot John Lennon

length: 2:42
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
composer: Noel Hogan, Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
It was a fearful night of December 8th
He was returning home from the studio late
He had perceptively known that it wouldn't be nice
Because in 1980, he paid the price
John Lennon died
With a Smith and Wesson 38
John Lennon's life was no longer a debate
He should have stayed at home
He should have never cared
The man who took his life declared:
He said, "I just shot John Lennon,
I just shot John Lennon"
What a sad and sorry and sickening sight
What a sad and sorry and sickening night.

Electric Blue

length: 4:52
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
composer: Noel Hogan, Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
Electric blue eyes, where did you come from
Electric blue eyes, who sent you
Electric blue eyes, always be near me
Electric blue eyes, I need you

Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Hey, eh, hey, eh

If you should go, you should know I love you
If you should go, you should know I’m here
Always be near me, guardian angel
Always be near me, there’s no fear

Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Hey, eh, hey, eh

I’m Still Remembering

length: 4:49
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
I'm still remembering the day
I gave my life away
I'm still remembering the time
You said you'd be mine
Yesterday was cold and bare,
Because you were not there
Yesterday was cold
My story has been told
I need your affection all the way
The world has changed
Or I've changed in a way
I try to remain,
I'm trying not to go insane
I need your affection all the way

I'm still remembering my life
Before I became your wife
I'm still remembering the pain
And the mind games
Reverse psychology
Never tainted me
I didn't sell my soul,
I didn't sell my soul

I need your affection all the way
They say the cream will always
Rise to the top
They say the good people
Are always first to drop
What of Kurt Cobain?
Will his presence still remain?
Remember J-F-K?
Ever saintly in a way
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
I say, where are you now?
I need your affection all the way

Will You Remember?

length: 2:50
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
composer: Noel Hogan, Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
Will you remember the dress I wore?
Will you remember my face?
Will you remember the lipstick I wore?
This world is a wonderful place

Will you remember the black limousine?
Will you remember Champagne?
Will you remember the things that we've seen?
I will return here again

Will you remember the flowers in my hand?
Will you remember my hair?
Will you remember the future we planned?
The world is not waiting out there

I won't remember the dress I wore
I won't remember Champagne
I won't remember the things that we swore
I will just love you in vain

Will you remember? Will you recall?'

Joe

length: 3:22
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
composer: Noel Hogan, Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
There was a time I was so lonely
Remember the time, it was a friday
You made me feel fine, we did it my way
I sat on your knees every friday
I still recall you...
I see you in summer...
Joe... joe...
I sat on your chair by the fire
Transfixed in a stare, taking me higher
Precious years to remember
Childhood fears I surrender
I still recall you...
I see you in summer...
Joe... joe...

The Picture I View

length: 2:28
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
I haven't changed
But my life has
People are strange when it's like as
I did something wrong to them
And I don't even know your name
(No, I don't even know your name)
I swear that he's good for me
And I swear he looks after me
And I swear that he looks out for me
And I swear that he's good, good, good
La, la, la, the picture I view
La, la, la, the picture I view


All my plans and promises
Went tumbling down the hill
All my friends and promises
Went tumbling down the hill
They went tumbling down the hill
I haven't changed, but my life has
People are strange when it's like as
I did something wrong to them
And I don't even know your name
(No, I don't even know your name)
(I don't even know your name)

Cordell

length: 3:40
producer: Bruce Fairbairn and The Cranberries
lead vocals: Dolores O’Riordan
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
electric guitar: Noel Hogan
background vocals: Noel Hogan
acoustic guitar: Noel Hogan
percussion: Fergal Lawler
drums (drum set): Fergal Lawler
bass guitar: Mike Hogan
orchestrator: Michael Kamen
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
dedication: Denny Cordell
Though once you ruled my mind
I thought you'd always be there
And I'll always hold onto your face
But everything changes in time and
the answers are not always fair
and I hope you've gone to a better place

Cordell, time will tell
They say that you've passed away
And I hope that you've gone to a better place
Time will tell, time will tell
They say that you've passed away
And I know that you've gone to a better place
Cordell, Cordell, Cordell...

Your lover and baby will cry
But your presence will always remain
Is this how it was meant to be
You meant something more to me
Than what many people will see
And to hell with the industry

Bosnia

length: 5:38
producer: The Cranberries and Bruce Fairbairn
conductor: Michael Kamen
mixer: Mike Plotnikoff
engineer: Mike Plotnikoff
strings arranger: Michael Kamen
guest musical saw: Henry Daag
composer: Dolores O’Riordan
lyricist: Dolores O’Riordan
I would like to state my vision
Life was so unfair
We live in our secure surroundings
And people die out there
Bosnia was so unkind
Sarajevo changed my mind
And we all call out in despair
All the love we need isn’t there
And we all sing songs our rooms
Sarajevo erects an undertune
Sarajevo, sarajevo, sarajevo
Bosnia was so unkind
Sarajevo, sarajevo, sarajevo
Bosnia was so unkind
Sure thigns would change if we really wanted them to
No fear for children anymore
There are babies in their hands, terror in their heads
For life, for life
When do the saints go marching in?
When do the saints go marching in?