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He was just a social drinker but social every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four She was just a silent thinker, silent every night He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober And he didn't think the problem was his drink But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over And when the rotting flesh began to stink Cry freedom for the woman in the wall Cry freedom for she has no voice at all I hear her cry all day, all night I hear her voice from deep within the wall Made a cross from knitting needles Made a grave from koover bags Especially for the woman in the wall She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on So he wore it everyday in every week Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone Pretended that he thought he beard her speak Then at last it seemed that he was really winning He felt that he had some sort of grip But all of his new life was sent a-spinning When the rotting wall began to drip |
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I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case I love you in the songs, I write and sing Love you because, you put me in my rightful place And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring Cheap, never cheap I'll sing you songs till you're asleep When you've gone upstairs I'll creep And write it all down Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane I wrote so many songs about you I forget your name (I forget your name) Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I forget your name I love your from the bottom of my pencil case I love the way you never ask me why I love to write about each wrinkle on your face And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry Deep so deep, the number one I hope to reap Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I wrote this song for you So let me talk about Mary, a sad story Turned her grief into glory Late at night, by the typewriter light, She ripped his ribbon to shreds |
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If, if you choose that we will always lose Well then I'll sail this ship alone And if, if you decide to give him another try Well then I'll sail this ship alone Well they said if I wrote the perfect love song You would take me back Well I wrote it but I lost it And now will you take me back anyway Now if, if you insist that this is for the best Well then I'll sail this ship alone And if, if you swear that you no longer care Well then I'll sail this ship alone I'll sail this ship alone Between the pain and the pleasure I'll sail this ship alone Amongst the sharks and the treasure If you would rather go your way then go your way I'll sail this ship alone If, if you're afraid that I won't make the grade Well then I'll sail this ship alone And if, if you agree to him instead of me Well then I'll sail this ship alone Well they said if I wrote the perfect letter That I would have a chance Well I wrote it, and you burnt it And now do I have a chance anyway If, if you swear that you no longer care Well then I'll sail this ship alone I'll sail this ship alone Between the pain and the pleasure I'll sail this ship alone Amongst the sharks and the treasure If you would rather go your way then go your way I'll sail this ship alone Well they said if I burnt myself alive That you'd come running back |
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Don't know what I'm doing here I'll carry on regardless Got enough money for one more beer I'll carry on regardless Good as gold, but stupid as mud He'll carry on regardless They'll bleed his heart 'til there's no more blood But carry on regardless Carry on with laugh Carry on with cry Carry on with brown under moonlit sky I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I want it in this I want it in this Got one note to last all week I'll carry on regardless The hill to happiness is far too steep I'll carry on regardless Dried his mouth in the Memphis sun He carried on regardless Tried to smile and he bit his tongue But carry on regardless Carry on with work Carry on with love Carry on with cheering Anything above I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this I don't want silver, I just want gold Carry on regardless Bronze is for the sick and the old But carry on regardless I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this |
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He was just a social drinker but social every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four She was just a silent thinker, silent every night He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober And he didn't think the problem was his drink But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over And when the rotting flesh began to stink Cry freedom for the woman in the wall Cry freedom for she has no voice at all I hear her cry all day, all night I hear her voice from deep within the wall Made a cross from knitting needles Made a grave from koover bags Especially for the woman in the wall She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on So he wore it everyday in every week Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone Pretended that he thought he beard her speak Then at last it seemed that he was really winning He felt that he had some sort of grip But all of his new life was sent a-spinning When the rotting wall began to drip |
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Don't whisper love and dream of wedding bells Don't do all the talking, let love speak up itself Let love speak up itself So when you feel a little tatty and unhappy with your face Let it breathe into us and put you back in place Let it breathe, let it breathe From the day it came into us till the day it wants to leave For it will, it will go And it will not say goodbye just like it didn't say hello There will not be a send-off, a funeral or mass Just a pathetic little vodka from a dirty little glass 'To the world's greatest mum From the oldest swinger in town' Let love speak up itself Let love speak up itself Let it rise up in the morning and take us for that walk Let it do the talking when we're too tired to talk When we're too tired to talk And when you feel unhappy that I'm not the one I was Let love rot inside and let love palm you off Let it rot, let it rot Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot In a knot, in a knot Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot Hang them from a cleaver and say 'Look what we've got A man and a woman and guess what they forgot' 'To the world's greatest mum From the oldest swinger in town' Let love speak up itself |
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He was just a social drinker but social every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four She was just a silent thinker, silent every night He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober And he didn't think the problem was his drink But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over And when the rotting flesh began to stink Cry freedom for the woman in the wall Cry freedom for she has no voice at all I hear her cry all day, all night I hear her voice from deep within the wall Made a cross from knitting needles Made a grave from koover bags Especially for the woman in the wall She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on So he wore it everyday in every week Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone Pretended that he thought he beard her speak Then at last it seemed that he was really winning He felt that he had some sort of grip But all of his new life was sent a-spinning When the rotting wall began to drip |
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Only buy this if you're lonely
Only listen if you're blue If you are married and you are happy This song is not to do with you If you're listening at your work place Feeling small amongst the men Do not sing this to your workmates This song is not to do with them But if you're sitting on a barstool Wondering what on earth to do Don't let them tell you no-one cares This songs one especially for you If you are listening on your radio Smiling while you drive along Tune the band into another Because this song is not your song If you're working as a DJ Leave this record in it's sleeve Cause this ones not for general airplay This song's for the day she leaves If you've bought this and you're sinking And I think that you know who It matters not the mouth thats singing This song's one especially for you So this goes out to the lonely So this goes out to the sad And it goes out to the only One you felt you ever had If you're there in total darkness With a letter in your hand Do not bother with the letter lust listen to the band So only buy this if you're lonely |
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Old Red eyes is back Red from the night before the night before Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door Old Red's in town And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound Just adding to the wrinkles on his deathly frown They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed They're only red from all the women that I could've wed So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Listen up Old Red You never listened to a word the doctor said He told you if you drank another you'd be dead Old Red Eyes is back His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head They're only red from all the things I could have done instead So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Blue is a street without an end Red is the colour of my hell Blue is a greeting from a friend Red is the colour of farewell Old Red he died And every single landlord in the district cried An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side A lazy little tear running from each eye They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue |
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Old Red eyes is back Red from the night before the night before Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door Old Red's in town And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound Just adding to the wrinkles on his deathly frown They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed They're only red from all the women that I could've wed So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Listen up Old Red You never listened to a word the doctor said He told you if you drank another you'd be dead Old Red Eyes is back His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head They're only red from all the things I could have done instead So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Blue is a street without an end Red is the colour of my hell Blue is a greeting from a friend Red is the colour of farewell Old Red he died And every single landlord in the district cried An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side A lazy little tear running from each eye They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue |
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Don't know what I'm doing here I'll carry on regardless Got enough money for one more beer I'll carry on regardless Good as gold, but stupid as mud He'll carry on regardless They'll bleed his heart 'til there's no more blood But carry on regardless Carry on with laugh Carry on with cry Carry on with brown under moonlit sky I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I want it in this I want it in this Got one note to last all week I'll carry on regardless The hill to happiness is far too steep I'll carry on regardless Dried his mouth in the Memphis sun He carried on regardless Tried to smile and he bit his tongue But carry on regardless Carry on with work Carry on with love Carry on with cheering Anything above I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this I don't want silver, I just want gold Carry on regardless Bronze is for the sick and the old But carry on regardless I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this |
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She'd brought along the oranges
He'd brought the tea They both brought along a sick-bag just in case The plate of chicken sandwiches Were lovely, they agreed And I watched him spit the bits into her face "Do you love me like you used to?" He sighs "I love you twice as much", she replies They were on the train to Venice, where else? I think tonight I fancy myself I'd rather drink that toast to my own health I think tonight I'd rather love myself And if you drink that drink to your own health I think tonight I'd rather love myself Later in the evening The sun came rolling down And they talked about their fantasies and fears Between the heavy breathing And those lighter licking sounds I heard him whisper this question in her ear "Would you still love me if I lost my legs?" "I'd see that you were loved and you were fed" "I end up in a car crash almost dead" "For richer and for partly severed head" I'd rather drink that toast to my own health I think tonight I'd rather love myself And if you drink that drink to your own health I think tonight I'd rather love myself The neighbors ask them out but they flatly refuse "We're saving up for a world-wide cruise" With a choice between a loneliness and love sick QE2's Well, tonight I choose self-abuse A four-pack in the fridge A good book on the shelf I think tonight I'd rather love myself |
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Close your legs, open your mind Leave those compliments well behind Dig a little deeper into yourself And you may find Come over here just sit right down Needn't comb your hair, needn't pout or frown I hear you've turned our young men Into dribbling clowns 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? Make their day and go ahead Remove your clothes lie on their bed Just a last gasp chance or an outside bet To the easily led And before you do just what you do Here' one thought for you to chew The men who run the business that you sell They screw you too 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? You're just another 365 night stand But you're so handy, you're so handy You cheapen and you nasty every woman in this land But you're so handy, you're so handy Your picture's hanging pretty on the squaddies' walls You're Steven's, Andy's, you're Ian's, you're Paul's Your body's through of fondly in the rugby mauls But you want more 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? He was trying to save his job He was, he was trying to save his job. |
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He was just a social drinker but social every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four She was just a silent thinker, silent every night He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober And he didn't think the problem was his drink But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over And when the rotting flesh began to stink Cry freedom for the woman in the wall Cry freedom for she has no voice at all I hear her cry all day, all night I hear her voice from deep within the wall Made a cross from knitting needles Made a grave from koover bags Especially for the woman in the wall She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on So he wore it everyday in every week Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone Pretended that he thought he beard her speak Then at last it seemed that he was really winning He felt that he had some sort of grip But all of his new life was sent a-spinning When the rotting wall began to drip |
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I once had a friend who I loved from my heart But I went on and left her 'fore I'd made a start Now I'm moaning the blues like the rest of the charts Take me back So I'll cry with a limp Just get by on a limb Till these blue eyes of mine they are closed So here's to an old fashioned peck on the cheek And farewell my sweet Northern Rose Give me one last love song To bring you back, bring you back Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black Give him a chorus and that bit at the end Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend' Let it die, let it die Those bloody great ballads we hated at first Well I bought them all, now I'm writing worse Save us from baldness and saving the earth Take me back And I'll smile with a limp And I'll love with a limp Till the clouds disappear from above And as the storm moves away all I can say Is there's a towel on the door for your love Give me one last love song To bring you back, bring you back Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black Give him a chorus and that bit at the end Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend' Let it die, let it die, let it die |
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She's a perfect 10, but she wears a 12 Baby keep a little 2 for me She could be sweet 16, bustin' out at the seams It's still love in the first degree When he's at my gate, with a big fat 8 You wanna see the smile on my face And even at my door, with a poor poor 4 There ain't no man can replace 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight If he's extra large well I'm in charge I can work this thing on top If he's XXL well what the hell Every penny don't fit the slot The anorexic chicks, the model 6 They don't hold no weight with me Well 8 or 9, well that's just fine But I like to hold something I can see 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight I've bought a watch, to time your beauty But I've had to fit a second hand I've bought a calendar, and every month Is taken up by lover man 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight |
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It doesn't take a mathematician To add a simple sum Either you are simply beautiful Or I am simply dumb Dumb, dumb, dumb It doesn't take Robert The Bruce To see the web you've spun Either you are simply beautiful Or I am simply dumb Dumb, dumb, dumb It doesn't take a labrador To show a blind man sun Either you are simply beautiful Or I am simply dumb Dumb, dumb, dumb The sun, the sky, the moon, the stars Jupiter, Neptune and Mars All these things I clearly see It don't take a telescope for you to love me Dumb, dumb, dumb |
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