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| 1. |
| 3:25 | 
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our frank and open deep conversations they get me nowhere they bring me down, so give it a rest, won't you? give me a cigarette god give me patience just no more conversation give us a drink and make it quick or else I'm gonna be sick sick all over your frankly vulgar red pullover now see how the colours blend our frank and open deep conversations they get me nowhere they bring me down, so give it a rest, won't you? now will you just give over the world may be ending but look, i'm only human give us a drink and make it quick or else I'm gonna be sick all over your frankly vulgar red pullover now see how the two colours blend won't somebody stop me from thinking all the time about everything so deeply so bleakly |
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| 2. |
| 3:21 |
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Day oh so late
Strangely the sun still shone Ooh Asian boy What are you on Day oh so late Strangely the sun still shone Oh Asian boy What are drugs are you on Oh.. strange Tooled-up Asian boy Has come to take revenge For the cruel, cold killing Of his very best friend Tooled-up Asian boy Has come to avenge The cruel, cold killing Of his only friend Ha! La, la, la, oh There's peace through our school It's so quiet in the hall It's a strange sign for one Of what's to come Tough and cold and pale Oh, they may just impale you on railings Oh, English boys It must be wrong Three against one Oh Brakes slammed, and His gun jammed, and As far as I could tell Brave Asian boy Was dealt a blow and fell I'm just passing through here On my way to somewhere civilised And maybe I'll even arrive Maybe I'll even arrive |
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| 3. |
| 3:29 |
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Sing your life
Any fool can think of words that rhyme Many others do Why don't you Do you want to Oh.. Sing your life Walk right up to the microphone And name All the things you love All the things that you loathe Oh, sing your life The things that you love And the things you loathe Oh, sing your life Oh, sing your life La, la-la, la-la, sing your life La, la-la, la-la, sing your life Others sang your life But now is a chance to shine And have the pleasure of Saying what you mean Have the pleasure of Meaning what you sing Oh, make no mistake my friend All of this will end So sing it now (sing your life) All the things you love (sing your life) All the things you loathe Oh, sing your life The things that you love And the things you loathe (sing your life) Oh, sing oh Oh, sing oh La, la-la, la-la, sing your life La, la-la, la-la, sing your life Don't leave it all unsaid Somewhere in the wasteland of your head, oh Head, oh, head, oh, head, oh And make no mistake, my friend Your pointless life will end But before you go Can you look at the truth You have a lovely singing voice A lovely singing voice And all of those Who sing on-key They stole the notion From you and me So, sing your life (sing your life) Sing your life (sing your life) Oh, sing your oh Oh, sing your Sing your life Sing your life Sing your life Oh, sing your oh (Sing your life) (Sing your life) Sing your life (Sing your life) |
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| 4. |
| 3:32 |
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Your poor witness
Crying so loudly on the floor Oh, well, she's only trying to tell you What it was that she saw She is only trying to tell you What it was that she saw Now see her standing on the table With her small arms flailing And you feel such compassion In your soul for Your mute witness Still testing the strength Of our patience Oh, well she's only trying to tell you What it was that she saw She is only trying to tell you What it was that she saw Now see her pointing to the frisbee With a memory so fuzzy And her silent words Describing the sight of last night 4 A.M. Northside, Clapham Common Oh, god, what was she doing there Will she sketch the answer later Well, I will ask her Now dry your tears, my dear Now see her mime in time so nicely It would all have been so clear If only she had never volunteered Your taxi is here, my dear La, la, la-la... |
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| 5. |
| 2:56 |
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Your boyfriend, he
Went down on one knee Well, could it be He's only got one knee I tried to surprise you With Vodka Or Tizer I can't quite quite remember But you didn't thank me You didn't even thank me Because you never do Your boyfriend, he Has the gift of the gab Or, could it be The gift of the grab I tried to surprise you I lay down beside you And nothing much happened And you didn't phone me You didn't even phone me Because it's not your style To dial Your boyfriend, he Has displayed to me More than just a Real hint of cruelty I tried to surprise you I crept up behind you With a homeless chihuahua You "coo"-ed for an hour You handed him back and said "You'll never guess - I'm bored now" |
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| 6. |
| 1:59 |
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Found found found
Found found found Someone who's worth it In this murkiness Someone who's never Seeming scheming I've... Found found found Found found found Someone who's worth it In this murkiness Someone who's never Seeming to be scheming (Oh, but if I'd never found) (Oh, but if I'd never found) Oh, but if I'd never found I do believe that The more you give your love And I do believe that The more you give your trust The more you give your trust And the more you give your love The more you're bound to lose The more you're bound to lose (Oh, but if I'd never found) (Oh, but if I'd never found) Somebody who wants to be Who wants to be with me All the time |
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| 7. |
| 3:23 |
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I'm driving
Your girlfriend home And she's saying How she never chose you Turn left, she says I turn left And she says So how did I end up So deeply involved in The very existence I planned on avoiding And I can't answer I'm driving Your girlfriend home And she's laughing To stop herself crying Drive on, she says I drive on And she says So how did I end up Attached to this person When his sense of humour Gets gradually worser And I can't tell her I'm parking Outside her home And we're shaking hands Goodnight, so politely |
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| 8. |
| 5:34 |
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Churchillian legs
Hair barely there Mmm, the harsh truth of the camera eye Your eyes signal pain Because of the strain of smiling The harsh truth of the camera eye Telling you all That you never wanted to know Showing you what You didn't want shown My so friendly lens It zooms into "The inner you" And it tells the harsh truth And nothing but Laugh with us all now, here If you can Then take the pictures home And scream Oh, ooh telling you all That you never wanted to know Showing what You didn't want shown This photographer He must have really had it in for you Ooh, I don't want To be judged anymore I don't want to be judged I would sooner be Loved I would sooner be Just blindly Loved |
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| 9. |
| 3:31 |
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With no complications
Fifteen generations (of mine) All honouring Nature Until I arrive (With incredible style) I'm the end of the line The end of the family line The end of the line No baby pulled screaming Out into this seething whirl By chance or whim (Or even love) Our family tree hacked into decline And I'm spared the pain Of ever saying ("Goodbye") I'm the end of the line The end of the family line The end of the line The decision is mine The end of the family line The end of the line I'm the end of the line The end of the family line The end of the |
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| 10. |
| 1:52 |
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There is a place
Reserved For me and my friends And when we go We all will go So you see I'm never alone There is a place With a bit more time And a few more Gentler words And looking back We will forgive (We had no choice We always did) All that we hope Is when we go Our skin And our blood And our bones Don't get in your way Making you ill The way they did When we lived Oh, there is a place A place in hell Reserved For me and my friends And if ever I Just wanted to cry Then I will Because I can |
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