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Beetlebum
What you've done She's a gun Now what you've done Beetlebum Get nothing done You beetlebum just get numb Now what you've done Beetlebum (Chorus) And when she lets me slip away She turns me on all my violence is gone Nothing is wrong I just slip away and I am gone Nothing is wrong She turns me on I just slip away and I am gone Beetlebum Because you're young She's a gun Now what you've done Beetlebum She'll suck your thumb She'll make you come Coz, she's your gun Now what you've done Beetlebum (repeat chorus) |
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| 2. |
| 2:00 |
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I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet It wasn't easy but nothing is no When I feel heavy metal woo hoo And I'm pins and I'm needles woo hoo Well, I lie and I'm easy All of the time but I'm never sure Why I need you Pleased to meet you I got my head done whem I was young it's not broblem it's not broblem woo hoo When I feel heavy metal woo hoo And I'm pins I'm needles woo hoo Well I lie and I'm easy All of the time But I'm never sure why I need you Pleased to meet you yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah |
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| 3. |
| 3:14 |
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You're taking the fun
Out of everything Making me run When I don't want to think You're taking the fun Out of everything I don't want to think at all There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do Is watch them play You're taking the fun Out of everything You're making it clear When I don't want to think You're taking me up when I don't want to go up anymore I'm just watching it all There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do Is watch them play I'll watch you play |
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| 4. |
| 4:00 |
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This is the next century
Where the Universal's free You can find it anywhere Yes, the future's been sold Every night we're gone And to karaoke songs How we like to sing along 'Though the words are wrong It really, really, really could happen Yes, it really, really, really could happen When the days they seem to fall through you Well, just let them go No-one here is alone Satellite's in every home Yes, the Universal's here Here for everyone Every paper that you read Says tomorrow's your lucky day Well, here's your lucky day It really, really, really could happen Yes, it really, really, really could happen If the days they seem to fall through you Well, just let them go |
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| 5. |
| 5:19 |
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Coffee & TV
Do you feel like a chain store? Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn’t very far There’s people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There’s wisdom there you’re sure ’Til the words start slurring And you can’t find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again |
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| 3:08 |
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Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... (Parklife!)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as... (Parklife!) John's got brewer's droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons - they love a bit of it. (Parklife!) Who's that gut lord marching? You should cut down on your porklife, mate, get some exercise! (Parklife!) CHORUS: All the people So many people And they all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife Know what I mean? I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (Parklife!) I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the house. (Parklife!) I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. (Parklife!) And then I'm happy for the rest of the day, safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it. CHORUS Parklife - Parklife! Parklife - Parklife! It's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now. Parklife - Parklife! And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round... Parklife - Parklife! chorus 두번 반복 |
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| 2:47 |
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She said there's ants in the carpet
Dirty like monsters Eating all the morsels Picking up the rubbish Give her effervescence She needs a little sparkle Good morning tv You're looking so healthy (chorus) And we all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes Because we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century... it's nothing special Sex on tv Everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty He gives her a cuddle They're glowing in a huddle Good night tv You're all made up And you know that (chorus) Can you eat her yes you can (chorus) |
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| 3:26 |
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No Distance Left to Run
It’s over You don’t need to tell me I hope you’re with someone who makes you feel safe in your sleeping tonight I won’t kill myself, trying to stay in your life I got no distance left to run When you see me Please turn your back and walk away I don’t want to see you Cos i know the dreams that you keep It’s where we meet When your coming down, think of me here I got no distance left to run It’s over, I knew it would end this way I hope you’re with someone who makes you feel That this life is the night And it settles down, stays around Spends more time with you I got no distance left to run |
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| 7:42 |
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Tender Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is the day The demons go away Lord need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the ghost The ghost I love the most Hiding from the sun Waitingfor the night to come Tender is my heart I’m screwing up my life Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is my heart you know I’m screwing up my life Oh Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 |
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| 4:19 |
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Streets like a jungle
So call the police Following the herd Down the Greece On holidays Love in the 90's Is paranoid On sunny beaches Take your chances Looking for Girls who want boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like they're girls Who do girls like they're boys Always should be someone you really love Avoiding all work Because there's none available Like battery thinkers Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers Nothing is wasted Only reproduced Get nasty blisters Du bist sehr shon But we haven't been introduced (chorus) |
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| 3:34 |
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Charmless Man
I met him in a crowded room Where people go to drink away their gloom He sat me down and so began The story of a charmless man Educated the expensive way He knows his claret from his beaujolais I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray But then nature didn't make him that way He went He thinks his educated airs Those family shares Will protect him That we'll respect him He moves in circles of friends Who just pretend That they like him He does the same to them And when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He knows the swingers and their cavalry Says he can get in anywhere for free I began to go a little cross-eyed And from this charmless man I just had to hide He talks at speed He gets nose bleeds He doesn't see His days are tumbling Down upon him And yet he tries so hard to please He's just so keen For you to listen But no-one's listening And when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He thinks his educated airs Those family shares Will protect him That you'll respect him And yet he tries so hard to please He's just so keen For you to listen But no-one's listening And when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man |
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| 3:50 |
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I see her face everyday
I see her face It doesn't help me I see her face everyday I see her face It doesn't help me She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her I think of her everyday I think of her It doesn't help me I think of her everyday I think of her It doesn't help me She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her She doesn't help me She doesn't help me She doesn't help me She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her |
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| 3:58 |
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(So the story begins)
City dweller Successful fella Thought to himself: 'Oops, I've got a lot of money Caught in a rat race Terminally I'm a professional cynic But my heart's not in it I'm paying the price of living life at the limit Caught up in the century's anxiety' Yes, it preys on him He's getting thin (Try the simple life) He lives in a house A very big house In the country Watching afternoon repeats And the food he eats In the country He takes all manner of pills And piles up analyst bills In the country Oh, it's like an animal farm That's the rural charm In the country He's got morning glory and life's a different story Everything's going Jackanory Touched with his own mortality He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland Oh, it's a century's remedy For the faint at heart A new start (Try the simple life) He lives in a house A very big house In the country He's got a fog in his chest So he needs a lot of rest In the country He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh Takes herbal baths In the country You should come to no harm On the animal farm In the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why) |
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| 3:52 |
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All these dirty words
They make us look so dumb Been drinking far too much And neither of us mean what we say (chorus) Well you and I Collapsed in love And it looks like we might have made it, yes it looks like we've made it to the end What happened to us Soon it will be gone forever Infatuated only with ourselves And neither of us can think straight anymore (chorus x 2) |
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| 4:27 |
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Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears Videoed by a bus load of tourists Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade. Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order From a man in a tee-pee, California. He said he once was the great game show performer Then he blew all his money away, Blew it all away. So take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, oh you should try it R. E. Perot, got gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Cos then you're on your own Then you're on your own Well, we all go happy day glow in the discos The sound of magic music in our brains Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors Says Lord, give me faith, for I've jumped into space I'm in outer space. So take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, oh you should try it R. E. Perot, got gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Cos then you're on your own Then you're on your own So take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, oh you should try it R. E. Perot, get gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Cos then you're on your own Then you're on your own (to end) |
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| 5:03 |
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This Is a Low
And into the sea goes pretty england and me Around the bay of biscay and back for tea Hit traffic on the dogger bank Up the thames to find a taxi rank Sail on by with the tide and go asleep And the radio says (chorus) This is a low But it won't hurt you When you are alone it will be there with you Finding ways to stay solo On the tyne forth and cramity There's a low in the high forties And saturday's locked away on the pier Not fast enough dear On the malin head, blackpool looks blue and red And the queen, she's gone round the bend Jumped off land's end (chorus x 3) |
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| 6:02 |
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He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails Trying not to be sick again And holding on for tomorrow London ice cracks on a seamless line He's hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow ...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... She's a twentieth century girl With her hands on the wheel Trying not to make him sick again Seeing what she can borrow London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes But we're we're lost on the Westway So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow Trying not to be sick again And holding for tomorrow She's a twentieth century girl Hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow Jim stops and gets out the car, goes to a house in Emperor's gate, Through the door and to his room, Then he puts the TV on, Turns it off and makes some tea, Says Modern Life Is Rubbish I'm Holding on for tomorrow, Then Susan comes into the room, She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile, Says let's take a drive to Primrose Hill, It's windy there and the view's so nice, London ice can freeze your toes Like anyone I suppose I'm Holding on for tomorrow.. |
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| 5:29 |
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Music Is My Radar
You really got me seeing you Really got me done y'all Music is my radar Really topped my joy y'all Really topped my radio Really got me done y'all Dealing I'll be seeing you Really got my beats now, on my ear now... Aah don't stop me now, (x7) Really got me changing from my bill from job Into a new life, oh you really got Really got me singing elsewhere, oh my girl Really got me dancin', dancin' in my head now baby Tony Allen dancing Tony Allen dancing Tony Allen gets what a boy can do Really got me dancin' He really got me dancin' But I don't give my soul All ya'll need and yeah don't give a soul You really got me driftin' You really got me dancin' You really got me dancin' in my head Aah don't stop me now, (x7) Aah don't stop me now (You really got me dancin') (Repeat to fade) |
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