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Buster he sold the heat
with a rocksteady beat An earthquake is erupting but not in orange street a ghost dance is preparing you got to help us with your feet If you're not in the mood to dance step back grab yourself a seat this may not be uptown Jamaica but we promise you a treat CHORUS: Buster bowl me over with you bogus dance shuffle me off my feet even if i kept on running i'd never get to orange street So i say there's not much left to say for the man who set the beat so i leave it up to you out there to get him back on his feet CHORUS x 1 Bring back the who is the we want the Bring back the Prince |
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| 2. |
| 2:19 |
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Hey you
Don't watch that watch this this is the heavy heavy monster sound the nuttiest sound around so if you've come in the off the street and you're beginningto feel the heat well listen buster you better start to move your feet to the rockinest rock steady beat of madness ONE STEP BEYOND!!! one step beyond repeated |
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| 3. |
| 2:45 |
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My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna go see the film tonight I found it hard to say She thought I'd had enough of her Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch t.v. on my own Every now and then My girl's mad at me Been on the telephoncle for an hour We hardly said a word I tried and tried but I could not be heard Why can't I explain? Why do I feel this pain? 'Cause everything I say She doesn't understand She doesn't realise She takes it all the wrong way My girl's mad at me We argued just the other night I thought we'd got it straight We talked and talked until it was light I thought we'd agreed I thought we'd talked it out Now when I try to speak She says that I don't care She says I'm unaware And now she says I'm weak |
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| 4. |
| 3:31 |
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It's just gone noon half past monsoon
On the banks of the river Nile Here comes the boat only half-afloat Oarsman grins a toothless smile Only just one more to this desolate shore Last boat along the river Nile Doesn't seem to care, no more wind in his hair As he reaches his last half mile The oar snaps in his hand before he reaches dry land But the sound doesn't deafen his smile Just pokes at wet sand with an oar in his hand Floats off down the river Nile Floats off down the river Nile All aboard, night boat to Cairo Night boat to Cairo |
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| 5. |
| 2:45 |
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Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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| 6. |
| 3:13 |
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Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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| 2:33 | 
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| 8. |
| 3:39 |
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When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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| 9. |
| 2:51 |
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I tell you I didn't do it 'Cause I wasn't there Don't blame me, it just isn't fair You listen to their side Now listen to mine Can't think of a story Sure you'll find me sometime Now pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and you'll forget The broken window, t.v. set It wasn't me either, I'm just his mate He told me to stand here and watch the gate I've got a wife and three kids you know They'll tell you I'm straight, at least I think so I'm as honest as the day is long, The longer the daylight, the less I do wrong Now pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and you'll forget The broken window, t.v. set Pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and I'll forget That what you give is what you get... Pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three |
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| 10. |
| 3:18 |
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I never thought I;d miss you
Half as much as I do And I never thought I'd feel this way The way I feel about you As soon as I wake up any night any day I know that it's you I need To take the blues away It must be love, love, love It must be love, love, love Nothing more, nothing less Love is the best How can it be That we can say so much without words Bless you and bless me baby Bless the bees and the birds I've got to be near you every night, every day I couldn't be happy baby any other way It must be love, love, love It must be love, love, love Nothing more, nothing less Love is the best |
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| 11. |
| 2:56 |
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Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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| 12. |
| 2:48 |
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Good morning miss Can I help you son? Sixteen today And up for fun I'm a big boy now Or so they say So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Box of balloons With the feather-light touch Pack of party-poppers That pop in the night A toothbrush and hairspray Plastic grin Miss Clay on all corners Has just walked in Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss You misunderstood Sixteen big boy Full pint in my manhood I'm up to date And the date's today So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of (Fun) I'm sorry son But we don't stock Party gimmicks In this shop Try the House of Fun It's quicker if you run This is a chemist Not a jokers' shop! Party hats Simple enough clear Comprehende savvy understand Do you hear? A pack of party hats With the coloured tips Too late! Gorgon's heard gossip Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay Many happy returns from the day Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the House of Fun |
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| 3:18 |
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I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
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| 14. |
| 3:22 |
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Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep He can't hang around Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Our house it has a crowd There's always something happening And it's usually quite loud Our mum she's so house-proud Nothing ever slows her down And a mess is not allowed Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Something tells you that you've got to get away from it Father gets up late for work Mother has to iron his shirt Then she sends the kids to school Sees them off with a small kiss She's the one they're going to miss In lots of ways Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... I remember way back then when everything was true and when We would have such a very good time such a fine time Such a happy time And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep He can't hang around Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Our house, was our castle and our keep Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, that was where we used to sleep Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street |
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| 15. |
| 3:10 |
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Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest Some who've closed the door before Say I can't carry on no more. I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day I hear them saying And it gets better every day I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day Listened long, tried to take it in All these facts leave me in the swim It's down and down there is no up I think that I've run out of luck. I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day I hear them saying And it gets better every day I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day Tomorrow's just another... day Walking now, over covered ground There is a chance if I move around I need a moment to reflect On the friendships I have wrecked. Why is it I, don't I always try I hear them say Tomorrow's just another day I hear them say And it gets better every day I hear them say Tomorrow's just another day I hear them say And it gets better every day I heard them say Tomorrow's just another day I hear them say Tomorrow's just another day Tomorrow's just another I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day I hear them saying And it gets better every day I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day |
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| 16. |
| 3:01 |
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Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love Take the hand of another And sing for the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Look up at the rooftops When you're walking round Don't think for a moment Of looking down Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Hallelujah Hallelujah Look up at the rooftops When you're walking round Don't think for a moment Of looking down A room at the top Where we're not allowed Cheer to the echo Can you hear the sound Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove (Blue train) (The blue train's taking me from you) |
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| 3:30 |
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It's raining again,
I'm hearing its pitter patter down. It's wet in the street Reflecting the lights and splashing feet, Nowhere to go, And nothing I have to do, have to do. It's raining again, I follow the Christmas lights down town. I'm leaving the flow Of people walking all around, Round and round, I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears Washing away the weariness like tears. I can feel my troubles running down, Disappear into the silent sound. Just walking along, My clothes are soaked right through to the skin, I haven't a doubt, that this is what life is all about, The sun and the rain. Scraps of paper(???) washing down the drain. I feel the rain falling on my face I can say there is no better place Than standing up in the falling down In so much rain I could almost drown. It's raining again A crack in the clouds reveals blue skies I've been feeling so low(low) But now everything is on my side The sun and the rain. Walk with me fill my heart again I hear the rain falling in my ears Washing away the weariness like tears. I can feel my troubles running down, Disappear into the silent sound. I feel the rain falling on my face I can say there is no better place Than standing up in the falling down In so much rain I could almost drown. Do de do do de do do do Do de do de do de do do do |
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| 3:42 |
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He's walking where I'm afraid I don't know I see the firemen jumping from the windows There's panic and I hear somebody scream (aaaah) He picks up useless paper And puts it in my pocket I'm trying very hard to keep my fingers clean I can't remember tell me what's his name (My name is Michael Caine) And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep The sun is laughing its another broken morning I see a shadow and call out to try and warn him He didn't seem to hear Just turned away The quiet fellow follows and points his fingers Straight at you He had to sacrifice his pride yes throw it all away (I am Michael Caine) And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep His days are numbered he walks round and round in circles There is no place he can ever call his own He seems to jump at the sound of the phone Staring out the window there's nothing he can now do All he wanted was to remain sane He can't remember his own name (My name is Michael Caine) And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep And all I wanted was a word or photograph And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep And all I wanted was a word or photograph And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep ... >From the LP 'Keep Moving' (1984 |
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| 19. |
| 4:06 |
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Arlington house, address: no fixed abode An old man in a three-piece suit sits in the road He stares across the water, he sees right through the lock But on and up like outstretched hands His mumbled words, his fumbled words, mock Further down, a photo booth, a million plastic bags And an old woman filling out a million baggage tags But when she gets thrown out, three bags at a time She spies the old chap in the road to share her bags with She has bags of time Surrounded by his past, on a short white line He sits while cars pass either side, takes his time Trying to remember one better day A while ago when people stopped to hear him say Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes Now she has walked enough through rainy town She rests her bag against his and sits down She's trying to remember one better day A while ago when people stopped to hear her say Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose |
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| 20. |
| 4:36 |
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An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk So tightly by the ear That he can hardly talk Yesterday's men hang to today To sing in the old-fashioned way It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run A metropolitan marathon Has been held today But who you need to catch Will be coming the other way Yesterday's men hang to today To sing in any old way It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run Because when you're told to start How far can you go When your race is won And you already know Because when you're told to stop How far will you go When your race is run And you already know Yesterday's men hang to today, To sing in any old way, It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run Will it get better in the long run Will we be here in the long run Yesterday's men hang to today, To sing in any old way, It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run Will it get better in the long run Will we be here in the long run Do, do, do, hang on in the long run. |
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| 21. |
| 3:06 |
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Here they come again hop scotching up to my door
One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard Pulling at my hair they scream paint your thoughts upon my card But not tonight I've got studies to examine Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do 'Cause he's a wonderful man But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam To be with my Uncle Sam Silly little sniggers from the women liberators But I'll stand and hold my post Polished buttons and erect I'll raise the flag I'll show those women who's the most But not tonight I've got studies to examine Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam Who now takes up all of my time, gives me things to do He's a wonderful man But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam But not tonight I've got studies to examine Tomorrow ah ah ah And tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do 'Cause he's a wonderful man I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam |
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| 22. |
| 3:44 |
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A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk Keep the hungry children from the skeleton in the back Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x4] It's black and white (don't try) [x2] It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] |
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| 3:50 |
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Staggering home, the headlights throw a shadow up and upon
Friends and loved-ones that have done no wrong, But no longer mean anything to me. Oh am I mumbling on, into a crystal glass that echoes a song? The enticement invites you along a path of exterior colour. But come the morning, shivering and contorting, To border on the brink for just another sink - oh take me down, For one more round. Oh, involve me in libation, stick a rock in my foundation, I pick all my relations, put me on probation - oh I'll take you down, For one last round. Oh, Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost, Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings. Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost, Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings. Now all I want to do is snuggle up to you. A night-cap in the early morning dew. Look, what have I become? Dispensing myself so far and from But gazing out I waved the night boat on, For now it's heaven in deepest Tottenham. Oh, what have I done to deserve this fate? It's all going wrong Even the cab fare has been and gone And now I'm lagging in deepest Tottenham. But come the morning, shivering and contorting, To border on the brink for just another sink - oh take me down, For one more round. Yeah, Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost, Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings. Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost, Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings. Fight me, fight me, strike me down with lightning, I've given in to fighting. Now all I want to do is get up close to you. A night-cap in the early morning dew. Oh, Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost, Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings. Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost, Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings. Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost, I'm giving it my utmost, I've fallen for a lamppost, With my deepest feelings. Now all I want to do is snuggle up to you. A night-cap in the early morning dew. |
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| 24. |
| 3:24 |
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Johnny the horse was kicked to death
He died for entertainment Would you believe he came out well He had a bright inquiring mind His family knew that he'd go far If he applied his time But he started out standing on corners And talking out loud, too loud You see he couldn't believe in himself or the world Or anything he heard It seems a million years ago That he left his life behind The moment came for him to go He said goodbye to his wife and child Started out walking he never looked back There was too much pain Between Glasgow and London One hot summer he forgot his name Can you remember his name? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! Can you remember his name? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! Can you remember? He started out standing on corners And talking out loud, too loud You see he couldn't believe in himself or the world Or anything he heard Can you remember his name? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! Can you remember his name? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! Will you remember? Will you remember his name? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! Can you remember? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! He took his battered bones and his broken dreams to Regents Park at sunset Will you remember? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! Will you remember his name? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO! Will you remember? Doodlo dup dup dup Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO |
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