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She makes me bleed, oh yeah, she makes me cry She makes me sneeze, oh yeah, she makes me sigh So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven, oh yeah My only number must be, must be Bring her on down by the soles of her feet Slapping her 'round and making her bleed I vowed to my god I'd give it all up If he would bring her on down from heaven She makes me bleed, oh yeah, don't know her name She makes me freeze, oh yeah, she's in my face So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven, oh yeah Bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven My only number must be, must be So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven My only number must be, must be Bring her on down by the soles of her feet Slapping her 'round and making her bleed I vowed to my god I'd give it all up Don't know her name, don't know what she's done
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| 2. |
| 4:21 |
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Stop you're looking miserable
Can't be bothered to get up today My futures looking positive No one even picked on me today So you tested negative Panic in your bedsit goes away You convert to scientology To feel a part of something Once again 비참한 척하는 건 그만둬 오늘은 귀찮게 일어날 필요 없어 내 미래는 긍정적으로 보여 오늘은 심지어는 아무도 날 괴롭히지 않았어 그래서 넌 부정적으로 되보기로 했지 잠자리에서의 공포는 사라져 넌 scientology*로 개종했지 어떤 것의 일부를 다시금 느껴보기 위해 I look downwards Feeling negative, looking negative I see downwards 난 나쁜 쪽으로만 바라봐 부정적으로 느끼며, 부정적으로 바라보며 난 나쁜 점만 봐 Have you ever told a lie to hide a lie Shame on you, you compromised again 'Cos things are closing in on you Not so far away as they may seem 거짓말한 것을 숨기기 위해 거짓말해본 적 있니 부끄럽지도 않아, 넌 또 타협해버렸어. 왜냐하면 세상이 너를 포위하고 육박해오니까 그것들은 보기보다 그렇게 멀리 있지 않아 Someone nudged me in the street Someone looked at me twice Now I'm negative Someone nudged me in the street Someone poke me in the eye Now I'm negative 길거리에서 어떤 사람은 날 밀쳤어 어떤 사람은 날 두 번 쳐다봤어 자, 난 부정적이야 어떤 사람은 길거리에서 날 밀쳤어 어떤 사람은 날 매섭게 쳐다봤어 자, 난 부정적이야 |
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| 3. |
| 6:38 |
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I fully understand the shotgun in my pillow
Is no uncarved block at hand Life is sweet but not it seems for Buddha There's a shotgun in his hand Shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, shotgun The nature of uncarved blocks Is how to describe what's hard to describe Yeah The simplest things, the quietest The child-like simplicity Everything I need to hear Positive the way I view The simple of thought inherit the earth (shotgun blows) Like Winnie the Pooh, confucianist rules (shotgun blows) Oblivious in what I do (oh) Deliberate the way I live (shotgun blows) (Shotgun blows, shotgun blows, oh, shotgun blows) (Shotgun blows, shotgun blows, oh, shotgun blows) The nature of uncarved blocks Is how to describe what's hard to describe Vinegar taster says The more force I apply, more trouble I make (Is that I cannot describe why it is Such a perfect illustration of the opposite and Complex arrogance we display to protect one another) Think too much, think too much Think too much, think too much |
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| 4. |
| 1:44 |
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To ask anybody what I'm doing here
(It never) It never occurs to me To ask anybody what I'm doing here, doing here (Four, five, six seven, eight nine ten, eleven twelve) I know you're purely Marxist Your philosophy's so cool With your tranquillisers, valium and gin You talk of euthanasia And your breakdown was so cool Did Stanley Kubrick fake it with the moon? This cult of positivity, once again, yeah But I didn't think about the fall out Fall out This cult of positivity, once again, yeah But I didn't think about the fall out Fall out |
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| 5. |
| 2:25 |
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Anti everything (live in richard rogers' doorways)
I care nothing (lives at the bottom of your strung-out conscience) Except mescalin (take the day off, it's cheap for cider) I pay for sex in sleeping bags I smell you on me Phased out of your life You're no different from me I tell you anti-everything (love him and hate him both at the same time) I care nothing (lives at the bottom of your strung-out conscience) Except mescalin (take the day off, it's cheap for cider) Find a place where you can rest Your sleepy head and won't get pissed with me Find a place where you can rest Your sleepy head and won't get pissed with me |
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| 3:47 |
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Shop at Kwik Save and you make a good saving
Difference in prices is truly amazing Chips from the freezer come in very big portions Down our end you get fantastic reductions BRIDGE You're a cheeky sod You've changed the odds Well if that's what you want VERSE 2 Get your op, you'll be shopping in Sainsbury's Look so good all the people won't phase you They'll all be looking at you spending a fortune Like the second coming with a much better hairdo BRIDGE You're a cheeky sod You've changed the odds Well if that's what you want CHORUS Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now 'Cos I'll be leaving soon VERSE 3 Look in the mirror and you see you are perfect Pity 'bout the scar that is hidden below deck Just like new 'cos your change is so drastic Stay in the shade 'cos you're just made of plastic BRIDGE You're a cheeky sod You've changed the odds Well if that's what you want CHORUS Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now I'll be leaving soon Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now I'll be leaving soon FILL Don't look twice 'Cos you've got different eyes Than the ones that were fine That you could see though Don't look twice 'Cos you've got different thighs Than the ones that were fine That you could sit through CHORUS Kiss me, hit me, do what you want to me Kiss me, lick me, do what you want to me now I'll |
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| 7. |
| 2:33 |
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My migraine makes me ill
My electricity is low My laceration soothes itself My chemicals flow And I'm boosting what I take Just like the Germans, getting off On herbal vacuum - pumps of blow It shows all I know And I drop and I drop And my body levels drop And my nerves clogging up Sucking all the substance up With this method that I have found I'm redressing all I know I can change the amount of God That wraps around me From a satellite they fire Serotonin from eight miles Above Deeside in binary It orbits my street (Redux, redux, redux, redux Redux, redux, redux, redux Redux, redux, redux, redux) My chemist is the only friend that I've got |
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| 9:31 |
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My Book of Mormon
Wrapped in turin And it seems inferior and jittery You preach elastic To your jagged flock In an eerie passion for self-flattery. I'm emotionally raped by Jesus But I'm still here, Somehow I'm still here What now of my faith Just a desperate exercise to limit pain I am weak I'm emotional and sensitve and frail In need of some love Pull the cancer from the Vatican's Own state Uninformed, you will harbour those Who nurtured Europe's war Keep turning my cheek In a fragile state of violence left me weak No guilt, hold your people in disdain And steal their grace I need replacement To feel redefined And it's just this matter of identity Emotionally I'm wrapped in shame Emotionally I feel I'm raped |
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| 3:06 |
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All my life
What I mistook for friendly pats on the back Were really the hands that pushed me further and further down The more I struggle, the less I achieve Deep, chlorine breath Minutes bleed into hours, bleed into days Something keeps me in this disinfected womb We see things differently in daylight, I suppose I mean, everything is an excuse for something But my conscience is intact I can deny everything I'm waving into blind eyes |
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| 8:21 |
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On top of the hour (compulsive my behaviour)
I see my life through Sky News (keeping things in order) Keep on watching things unfolding on my wide-screen set Can't contain myself I'm going pay-per-view Think I'll explode (in the corner of my room) If I do too much gak (sits my one big eyeball) It's with the advent of this pay-per-view Can't control myself I scratch my knee I have to scratch the other Documentaries are the best Thru' my T.V., through my T.V. All my problems come Thru' my T.V., through my T.V. All my problems come I study quite hard (in the corner of my room) When I should be in bed (sits my one big eyeball) I'm in the Open University Constant imprint of the test card on my eyes I think I should rest (compulsive my behaviour) Sleep on one side and the other (keeping things in order) Always searching for the Abilene Can't control myself |
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| 11. |
| 5:32 |
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I've blown it in every single way
Screwed every single chance that came You're a super star in waiting for the silver screen Then the pressure came Swept away in a tidal wave Could be all of you, still awake at noon Blew my chances in a tragic flurry, sweeping apathy Buy all my food from the B.P store when the night kicks in I'm turning my back on everyone I've blown everything I've ever done I've fucked it up, shot my load Spewed onto the motorway shoulder I could have been somebody special I'm not such a tragic waste of space I could bring happiness to people Just one more greatest hits tour for the devotees The same old faces came They love their summer spectaculars By the grace of God could be up by noon And not a tragic waster but I can't stay focused for my apathy They could have bought me a brand new car and a house in France I've really blown it now Blew it all away on a whim Sat on my own for far too long Things could have been so different now Life looks so confusing through my window bay Just to see a face, I'm really pleased when the gas man comes Could be all of you still awake at noon Blew my chances in a tragic flurry of apathy All my food from a B.P store when the night kicks in I've really blown it now Blew it all away on a whim But I fucked it up, shot my load Spewed onto the motorway shoulder I could have been somebody special |
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| 12. |
| 6:33 |
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If you fear transition to
your other life Don't need money to be there Leave behind your money just to prove your worth Won't be here so I don't care If you strap your conscience to your vision thing Won't be here so I don't care Prove your worth to people that you called your friends Won't be here so I don't care I wouldn't care if I was washed up tomorrow you see Reading novels is banned by the Marquis de Sade All relationships are emptying and temporary Life is wearing me thin I feel so drained, my legacy A sea of faces just like me and Life is wearing me thin I feel so drained, my legacy A sea of faces just like me I've been drained, emotion is a bitter fate Won't be here so I don't care I concede relationships have left me weak Won't be here so I don't care Look for something worthy to replace my guilt Won't be here so I don't care Prove my worth to people who I called my friends Won't be here so I don't care I wouldn't care if I was washed up tomorrow you see Reading novels is banned by the Marquis de Sade All relationships are emptying and temporary Nobody cares when you're gone Return to the top of the page |
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| 7:59 |
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Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon And I judge myself by the adverts I see My deoderant hides the real me These things elevate me above animals I feel like being a girl Being a girl Being a girl Being a girl Being a girl, yeah oh And my life never tasted sweeter, oh-oh-oh I'm so boring, my clothes wanna keep Someone else warm, someone cooler Tax on cigarettes, treats my cancer These things elevate me above animals I feel like being a girl Being a girl Being a girl Being a girl Being a girl, yeah oh And my life never tasted sweeter, oh-oh-oh Being a girl, being a girl Being a girl, being a girl Being a... Feels like being a girl Being a girl Being a girl Being a girl Being a girl, yeah oh And my life never tasted sweeter, oh-oh-oh A frog it cannot comprehend the sea Nor me happiness Girl is much too weak a word for me Made from Balsa wood Being a girl Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl The only pureness left is preached by Marx Time to contemplate Never been informed there must be poor Or the rich won't be rich no more Being a girl Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) Being a girl (I want to experience) The only pureness left is preached to me by Marx The only pureness left is preached to me by Marx The only pureness left is preached by Marx They're changing guard at Buckingham Palace Christopher Robin went down with Alice Alice is marrying one of the guard "A Soldier's life is terribly hard" says Alice |
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