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| 5:35 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:17 |
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| 3. |
| 5:42 |
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| 4. |
| 3:41 | 
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Judy Teen, the queen of the scene, she's rag doll amore
Verbal slang, American twang, you dare not ignore In from New York, prompted her to talk of superballs Judy Teen grew sick of the scene, just bragging to fools She took us on a carousel She made us smile and oh, how we laughed Together riding on a crest it was swell We stole her face and oh, how we laughed She made us happy Sacral blues in various hues, she capered to draw me Me and Yankie, all hanky panky, seldom she bored me She's so bold and me feeling old, just stroking her face Super troubadour, he can show you more than her lace She took us on the carousel She made us smile and oh, how we laughed Together riding on a crest it was swell We stole her face and oh, how we laughed She made us happy Judy Teen, we know where you've been, your ego's insane To the cabaret where you'd schlep and sway on your cane Seeking shelter, no helter skelter's gonna betray yer Judy Teen, the queen of the scene, is coming to slay yer She took us on the carousel She made us smile and oh, how we laughed Together riding on a crest it was swell We stole her face and oh, how we laughed She made us happy |
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| 5. |
| 4:20 |
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| 6. |
| 4:30 |
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| 7. |
| 4:32 |
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| 8. |
| 2:58 |
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Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it's all right Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, And I say it's all right It's all right |
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| 3:58 |
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You've done it all, you've broken every code
and pulled the rebel to the floor You spoilt the game, no matter what you say for only metal - what a bore! Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies? Chorus: Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, run on wild There's nothing left, all gone and run away Maybe you'll tarry for a while It's just a test, a game for us to play win or lose, it's hard to smile Resist, resist, it's from yourself you have to hide Chorus: Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, run on wild There ain't no more, you've taken everything from my believe in Mother Earth How can you ignore my faith in everything Cos i know what Faith is and what it's worth Away, away, and don't say maybe you'll try Chorus: Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, run on wild |
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| 10. |
| 5:29 |
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European Maids, hard to ignore
You, me and the boys, barred from the shore Fresh-faced imbeciles, laughing at me I've been laughing myself, is that so hard to see? Do I have to spell each letter out, honestly! If there's no room for laughter there's no room for me Try looking at you, rather than me No truth is in here, it's all fantasy Since the last time we met I've been through About seven hundred changes and that's just a few And the changes all tend to be something to do But you've got to believe that they're all done for you Chorus: You'll think it's tragic when that moment arrives Ah, but it's magic, it's the best years of our lives Lost now for the words to tell you the truth Please banter with me the banter of youth If I knew how to say it I'd say it for you If I knew how to whisper I'd whisper for you If I knew how to waltz I'd get up and dance for you If I thought I could run I'd come running to you I've discovered now how to be fair This I could teach you if only I dare The only conclusion I've reached in my life Is that if I should die I should die by the knife Since it's only a matter of courage all right, Die a man or a martyr, the two would be nice, so nice |
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| 11. |
| 4:01 |
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I been losing my head
I been losing my way I been losing my brain cells at a million a day I been so disillusioned I'm on suicide street I seen everything In every shape I seen l984 in a terrible state I seen you Quazimodo Hanging on my gate Oh! he was so hung-up and wasted Oh! he was so physically devastated He was young enough He was well-slung enough I seen my own epitaph I been to heaven and back Was introduced to St. Peter; we were having a chat I felt him losing his mind So I began to retreat Desdemona and me We had a ball in a tree She read my palm in a moment: it was shocking to me Oh, we were so mystified Began to scream out of fear Oh! she was so hung-up and wasted Oh! she was so physically devastated She was young enough She was well-slung enough I been writing a song We all been singing along It's like a wild schizophrenia - wondering where we belong! Sling it all out the window Start all over again... Come into my heart Come in and tear me apart I wanna be claustrophobic - got a passion - ha ha! I'm so confused I wish I could die |
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| 12. |
| 2:39 |
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| 13. |
| 3:49 |
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I wanna be the jiver you'd wanna meet
I wanna be yer danger man in the street I wanna be the biggest thing in site I wanna be yer dancer in the nite Wanna be macho, wanna be cool Wanna be treated like a jewel To get hold of you babe i know that i can Gotta get to you n be the man When i see you coming weaving across the floor always Wanna feel n beg for more Whenever yer move them legs i always feel a pain Wanna get with you again n again n again When you've got yer finger on the pulse Then all i see, is a wonderful place I always wanna be I hear from all the girls you're quite a bitch That sounds so wrong, sacrilege Put on a little make-up n jive tonite I'd even do the hustle to catch yer site You're like the elemental child My crazy dancer, sexy wild When you pout yer lips n wriggle yer hands I wanna be bad, bad, bad like the boys in the bands I'm always there to watch yer come Slithering across the floor I get so hot, stare in awe I seen you dance in new york, london and la Swear i'm gonna do it with you one day It's gotta be the wonderful, magic movements that you do I'm FREEDOM'S PRISONER watching you |
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| 4:08 |
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| 15. |
| 5:55 |
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to.moonn6pence from.shootingstar
Tumbling Down by Steve Harley Gee, but it's hard When one lowers one's guard to the vultures Now, me I regard it A torturous hardship that smolders Like a peppermint eaten away Will I fight? Will I swagger, or sway? Tee hee, milady She cries like a baby Scold us See her tumbling down Heil to the monkey We're having a funky reunion Wasted and sunk he can only have Sunday communion He's got nicotine stains in his eyes He's got nothing to protect but his pride Oh smothered a kiss Or be drowned in blissful confusion See her tumbling down See her tumbling down See her tumbling down |
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