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| 1. |
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Don't try so hard to be different
The cracks are beginning to show You drift like a cloud through the festival crowd In a frock coat from Saville row You've just been to a all night party Where I have to admit it takes pluck To go out on the floor and proclaim, "What a bore" In a T-shirt that reads, 'Disco Sucks' Yes, here he comes, the not so young Pretender to the throne He's singing rag, momma, rag Won't you give that poor dog a bone? And he's wondering why we can't connect When he's sworn to us that he's totally wretch On the rustic charm that he affects On a public schoolboy whim With a raggle taggle plastic gypsy Robert Zimmerframe With a synthesized accordion A scramblin' up my brain With a fiddle dee dee, a fiddle on high Excuse me folks while I kiss the sky Or at any rate give it one more try Before I die, before I die The overrated hit the stage Overpaid and over here And their idea of counter culture's Momma's charge account at sears And they're wondering why we can't connect With the ritual of the trashed guitar One more paltry empty gesture The ashes of a burned out star Yes, here they come, both old and young A contact low or high The gathering of the tribes descending Vultures from a caustic sky The rotting carcase of July And ugly sun hung out to dry Your gorgeous hippy dreams are dying Your frazzled brains are putrefying Repackaged, sold and sanitized The devil's music exorcised You live, you die, you lie, you lie, you die Perpetuate the lie, perpetuate the lie, Perpetuate the lie, just to perpetuate the lie Yes, yes, yes, it's the summer festival The truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, it's the summer festival The truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, it's the summer festival The truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, it's the summer festival The truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, it's the summer festival The truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, it's the summer festival The truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes Yes, yes, yes, summer festival Truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, summer festival Truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, summer festival Truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, summer festival Truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, summer festival Truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, summer festival Truly detestable summer festival Yes, yes, yes, summer festival |
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| 2. |
| 3:57 |
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I've never known a girl like you before
Now just like in a song from days of yore Here you come a knockin', knockin' at my door And I've never met a girl like you before You give me just a taste so I want more and more Now my hands are bleeding and my knees are raw Now you've got me crawlin', crawlin' on the floor And I've never met a girl like you before You've made me acknowledge the devil in me I hope to God I'm talkin' metaphorically Hope that I'm talkin' allegorically Know that I'm talkin' about the way I feel And I've never known a girl like you before Never, never, never, never Never known a girl like you before This old town's changed so much Don't feel like I belong Too many protest singers Not enough protest songs And now you've come along Yes you've come along And I've never met a girl like you before |
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| 3. |
| 3:59 |
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So, you set out on your own
You shut up shop, you're leavin' home You feel no need to settle down In the crippled crook of your earth bound town And you've been down this road before Which is not to say you're bored Or that you shouldn't want for more It's just your expectations should be lower There must be somethin' more than this More than ideal homes or domestic bliss What is there left for you to do 'Cause you've seen the future and it's nothin' new And you've been down this road before Which is not to say you're bored Or that you shouldn't want for more It's just your expectations should be lower, should be lower And you've been down this road before Which is not to say you're bored Or that you shouldn't want for more It's just your expectations should be lower, should be lower |
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| 4. |
| 5:38 |
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I've been prayin', I'm prayin' that you come to your senses
'Cause whilst you bask in the warmth of the sun We're vulnerable and defenseless There are so many people, who've come to depend on you There are even some impressionable fools to whom you are a guru And return to them and you say, "Love is in this season" But the seasons change and what will you believe in When the winter comes that's when I'll be leavin' I'll leave to find a way to break out of this world Yes, there's got to be a way to break out of this world You were burned, yours is a love that smolders, so hard to heal That you're carrying the weight of the world upon you're shoulders Not that it amounts to much but I'd help you if I could Now, don't waste your breath refusing my help but so many understood And return to me and you say, "Love is in this season" But the seasons change and what will you believe in When the winter comes that's when I'll be leavin' I'll leave to find a way to break out of this world Yes, there's got to be a way to break out of this world And return to me and you say, "Love is in this season" But the seasons change and what will you believe in When the winter comes that's when I'll be leavin' I'll leave to find a way to break out of this world Yes, there's got to be a way to break out of this world Yes, there's got to be a way to break out of this world |
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| 5. |
| 5:29 |
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Darkness, darkness all around
And my senses have been stripped Of sight and sound Suddenly I came to, I pulled through Amazed at what I saw Struggling hard to find the words When words tends to stick right in my craw [Chorus] I'm talking about seizing the moments When the moment has gone There's no telling me 'cause I'm holding on Hoping against hope that you've got it wrong If you could love me Like I love you If you could love me Like I love you Frozen in time and space Yet I feel no need To get out of this place And suddenly the earth moved The planets grooved, I fell down on my knees Someone whispered take your leave You're free to go any way you please [Chorus] If you could love me Like I love you If you could love me Like I love you I'm talking 'bout holding out So scared to follow through I'm talking 'bout holding out So scared of losing you If you could love me Like I love you If you could love me Like I love you If you could love me Like I love you Like I love you Like I love you 'Cause I love you |
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| 6. |
| 3:38 |
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Don't pretend that you don't know me
If you mean to offend me then you're doing pretty well And how convincingly you've shown me That the love I thought was built to last is now an empty shell Things can only get better What's around the corner, who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell Don't assume you can ignore me You'd best bite your lip in case I make it after all And how contemptuously you've shown me That all my aspirations were so paltry and so small Things can only get better What's around the corner, who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell Some mother's talking 'bout Guns 'n' Roses As if I give a fuck, at best I think they suck I'm too preoccupied with my memories Not non-entities Things can only get better What's around the corner, who can tell? I'll build a little place just north of heaven I'm kinda tired of living south of hell I'm kinda tired of living south of hell I'm kinda tired of living |
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| 7. |
| 4:11 |
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Without hurting you
How can I make you see This might mean everything to you But it don't mean nothing to me And whilst your hangers on Are laughing nervously You'll lock them in your penthouse suite Then you'll throw away the key Gorgeous George The last of the go-getters Gorgeous George A dandy to the letter You really should know better Gorgeous George Such exquisite taste From your head to toes Stuck inside your lady's chambers Powdering your nose And now your holding court With the Pearly King Whilst outside on the balcony This mocking bird will sing Gorgeous George The last of the go-getters Gorgeous George A dandy to the letter You really should know better Gorgeous George You shouldn't walk so proud You shouldn't talk so loud You're just a face in the crowd And you should know it You flit from floor to floor Buying up the store But you still want more So you blow it I've a life of my own That you refuse to see One hundred at your beck and call So why did you pick on me? Should I return that call? Talk to your answerphone? Just make sure that the blinds are drawn And pretend you're not at home Gorgeous George The last of the go-getters Gorgeous George A dandy to the letter You really should know better Gorgeous George |
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| 8. |
| 6:25 |
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It's right in front of you
You still describe as your latest undertaking It seems to me it's been a lifetime in the making And somehow it won't come right Somehow it won't come good Somehow it won't come easy Not that you thought it would You're feeling tired you're feeling dissipated This is not what you anticipated And somehow it won't come right Somehow it won't come good Somehow it won't come easy But it's there Right in front of you You just keep on striving As if that were enough in itself Why don't you stand back a bit And consider the view of somebody else These aren't the times for seeking perfection You could look back upon these days with affection When somehow it all came right Somehow it all came good Somehow it all came easy Just like you knew it could 'Cause it's there It's right in front of you Yes it's there right in front of you |
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| 9. |
| 4:21 |
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Make me feel again
Five twenty five on a Monday morning I'm lying on my unmade bed Outside these walls there's a new day dawning As the sky turns from black to red But I can't sleep a wink Am I losing control? I'm doubled up in agony Won't you help me unfold? Don't need no forward planner I'm acting on a whim Just need your bedside manner To make me well again Don't need no easy glamour That much I figured out Forget this melodrama 'Cause what it's all about is the... The way you turned your head When I called your name All I need's your love To make me feel again The way you turned your head When I called your name All I need's your love To make me feel again Six twenty six on a Monday morning And I make for the great outdoors And I can't seem to shake off this restless feeling I doubt I can take much more No I can't live this life Am I losing my mind? I'm twisted up inside So won't you help me unwind? Don't need no forward planner I'm acting on a whim Just need your bedside manner So will you let me in? Don't need no easy glamour That much I figured out Forget this melodrama 'Cause what it's all about is the... The way you turned your head When I called your name All I need's your love To make me feel again The way you turned your head When I called your name All I need's your love To make me feel again |
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| 12. |
| 3:44 |
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You may find as I have found
This place is neither safe nor sound This house of cards will tumble down As befits a cardboard town You're lost in the ruins of your mind As these four walls collide, as your whole world subsides But you took it all in your stride As a matter of course, not a matter of pride So raise your glass, let's celebrate 'Cause we can force those hands of fate No need to heed the call for greed, for acquisition Now I ain't puttin' you on, this is my genuine position You're lost in the ruins of your mind As these four walls collide, as your whole life subsides But you took it all in your stride As a matter of course, not a matter of pride How can I thank you? We're forever in your debt We'll bite the hand of fate that feeds us Morsels of regret You're lost in the ruins of your mind As these four walls collide, as your whole world subsides But you took it all in your stride As a matter of course, not a matter of pride As a matter of course, not a matter of pride |
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