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| 2. |
| 2:58 | 
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Somethings going on
I don't know what I did But it worked out fine again Got you in my song It sounds like a hit It's gonna be alright again We're something to celebrate The more you love, the more you hate Who cares about us anyway? Something's going on Take some time to graduate Take some time and don't be late Who cares about us anyway? Something's going on Nothing's going right This could go on all night Gotta raise my game again You're the same as me I fit you perfectly I'll never be the same again We're something to celebrate The more you love, the more you hate Who cares about us anyway? Something's going on Take some time to graduate Take some time and don't be late Who cares about us anyway? Something's going on Oh, I wanna stare at you I wanna stare at you I wanna stare at you all night I wanna stare at you I wanna stare at you Wanna be wearing you all night Yeah, something's going on! We're something to celebrate The more you love, the more you hate Who cares about us anyway? Something's going on Take some time to graduate Take some time and don't be late Who cares about us anyway? Something's going on Come on! Something's going on Oh yeah Something's going on |
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| 3. |
| 3:14 |
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| 4. |
| 4:10 |
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Suck it up, we're going down
30 seconds 'till we smash into the ground The passengers have lost their smiles Soon their bodies will be wreckage spread for miles. I'm in the shit, knee-deep in it, I know that this might hurt a bit I leave my debts but no regrets - except I wish I'd took the train Another day, another flight There's not a chance of going down, but then we just might So this is it, this is goodbye And I feel like I'm gonna lose my mind. I'm in the shit, knee-deep in it, I know that this might hurt a bit I leave my debts but no regrets - except I wish I'd took the train Everybody has their day and I guess I'm just the same But I'm going nowhere. Everybody has their day, never thought it would be this way And I really don't care. I'm in the shit, knee-deep in it, I know that this might hurt a bit I leave my debts but no regrets - except I wish I'd took the train We're going down, we're out of sky It sure helps if you can see the funny side So this is over and out, this is goodbye And I'm feeling like I'm gonna lose my mind. I try to reach her, but she's not there But back home I hope she knows how much I care I ease the seat back and start to pray To the same God that puts bombs in cargo bays. |
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| 5. |
| 3:29 |
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Five pretty boys for ten shitty years
Five girls next door, I'm up to my ears I need a reaction, a new revolution All over the country, 'cos they took it away They took it away, it can't be impossible They're playing the records that they play in hospital Radio playlist for the terminally ill You can't tell they're miming 'till you're over the hill And it goes on (and on, and on, and on...) And it goes on (and on, and on, and on...) If you put it like that, you'll be dead some day Set the record straight - they took it all away They took it away, left us with nothing Second-hand hits and million misses Nobody means it, they're making up stories You gotta blame someone, you can't blame the Tories I blame myself, I want an easy life Does it really matter, ain't worth no suicide The bigger they come, the harder they fall I'm kicking myself for wasting it all And it goes on (and on, and on, and on...) And it goes on (and on, and on, and on...) If you put it like that, you'll be dead some day Set the record straight - they took it all away They took it away, left us with nothing You suffer the pain of your fingers burning And it goes on (and on, and on, and on...) And it goes on (and on, and on, and on...) If you put it like that, you'll be dead some day Set the record straight - they took it all away |
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| 3:18 |
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She's over it she cannot take no more yeah
Don't want to quit but that's a pretty nice door there I got a bed it really cost a fortune I go away and it's too big without you We got it good you know how good we got it We got it bad you know how bad we got it I wouldn't swap it for a job in starbucks Come on and you can have your own way Come on and you can have your own say So long, you'll miss it when it's gone 'Cause you don't know what it is, you don't know what it is He works on automatic Mister clean but i doubt it He's got to have his say Who needs him anyway Don't get your kind of music He lets the others choose it He thinks you kids are freaks He wants you off the streets Come on and you can have your own way Come on and you can have your own say So long, you'll miss it when it's gone 'Cause you don't know what it is, you don't know what it is You don't know what it does to me You don't know what it means to me Take it as far as it goes I don't want to know what I know It's too late to talk about it I ain't changing any of it, they don't listen to us Don't want your job in starbucks Come on and you can have your own way Come on and you can have your own say So long, you'll miss it when it's gone 'Cause you don't know what it is, you don't know what it is |
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| 4:29 |
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Air on the streets, lights on the trees Eight days a week, singer's disease I wanna be where the sun meets the sky I wanna be there, it's out of your mind And I believe in the secrets you're keeping I wanna piece of the air when I breathe in I wanna be the gold underneath the stream Having my moment, you know what I mean Ooooh, it's a blue sky And the headlights, and the headlines It's a new day, for a new wave It's a perfect moment, oh I'm moving out, for a moment in The Springs Out of my way, Berlin to L.A. I wanna stay here and never go home again I wanna be the grass underneath your feet I wanna be the shops on your high street And I believe in the secrets you're keeping I wanna be your alarm when you sleep in I wanna be the one you can be around I wanna be the one who can make you proud Ooooh, it's a blue sky And the headlights, and the headlines It's a new day, for a new wave It's a perfect moment, oh I'm moving out, for a moment in The Springs Get a voice, don't get a doctor That's your choice, no-one can stop you I wanna be the one you can be around I wanna be the one who can make you proud Got a job, I don't got no pension In it for love - money's too tight to mention I wanna be in the rockin'est city I wanna do what I want if it kills me Have to say, your home's where you make it It's OK, I know when you fake it I wanna be the gum on your train seat I wanna stand up and walk on my own feet I wanna be the one you can be around I wanna be the rock underneath your ground I wanna be the one who can make you proud I wanna be the one you can be around I wanna be the one you can be around |
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| 8. |
| 3:44 |
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So come out fighting, second's out Who's the daddy? Well there's no doubt Got on thing on your brain, you all act the same But you're alright 'Cos you are from Venus and I am from Mars You'd like your penis as big as your car Not so good in the sack - so what, d'ya want your money back?! Yeah, you're alright It's just as far as you can go, without going back again Yeah, you know I'm right so shut yer face I bet you think you know the place It's just as far as you can go, without going back again Yeah, you know I'm right so shut yer face You never listen anyway It's the way that you're scratching your balls when you walk You wait till I'm watching the football - and then you talk! You're never wrong, so bring it on 'Cos you're alright 'Cos I are from Venus and you am from Mars You buy me panties that don't match my bras Why so long in the bathroom? Baby I have to Then it's alright It's just as far as you can go, without going back again Yeah, you know I'm right so shut yer face I bet you think you know the place It's just as far as you can go, without going back again Yeah, you know I'm right so shut yer face You never listen anyway Smacking you, whacking you, flat out attacking you Beating you down with my words over you You're too hot to handle - maybe you're mental But you're alright It's just as far as you can go, without going back again Yeah, you know I'm right so shut yer face I bet you think you know the place It's just as far as you can go, without going back again Yeah, you know I'm right so shut yer face You never listen anyway |
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| 9. |
| 3:28 |
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It's OK to beat the living shit from the drum kit
It's OK to take what you don't have, if you want it That's alright, that's your way Water's cold, December, Del Ray Through those eyes, made me cry And the summer is forever It's the endless summer And it's not about your girlfriend And it's not about your boyfriend And I'm not about to lose it over you Remember what I told ya The night in California And I'm all about Pacific Ocean Blue It's OK to leave your jacket on in the ocean It's OK to sing the saddest song, Vibrations Thanks a lot, you can be What you want, honestly Magic days, golden nights And the summer is forever It's the endless summer And it's not about your girlfriend And it's not about your boyfriend And I'm not about to lose it over you Remember what I told ya The night in California And I'm all about Pacific Ocean Blue I don't need no explanation All I got is best intentions I got fears, too much to mention You're not there, when I'm scared, terrified Jump right in, the water's fine |
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| 10. |
| 3:38 |
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| 11. |
| 3:27 |
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I'm so tired, I need sleep
I'm talking to my pillow case, what's wrong with me? I make mistakes, but them's the breaks I'm crying out for anyone to come and rescue me Talk about a new wave (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh!) Talk about a way to save the day (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh!) Talk about a new world Just not today Hey there, why you look so sad? What made you so mad that you can't You can't get over it Hey there, why you look so hurt? You get what you deserve, you know, here we go Why don't you cry about it? Life's a bitch, and so am I If you want it bad enough, there's lots of easy ways to die Talk about a new wave (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh!) Talk about a way to save the day (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh!) Talk about a new world Just not today Hey there, why you look so sad? What made you so mad that you can't You can't get over it Hey there, why you look so hurt? You get what you deserve, you know, here we go Why don't you cry about it? Talk about a new wave (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh!) Talk about a way to save the day (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh!) Talk about a new world Just not today Hey there, why you look so sad? What made you so mad that you can't You can't get over it Hey there, why you look so hurt? You get what you deserve, you know, here we go Why don't you, why can't you So tough when no-one knows you No homies, so lonely Why don't you cry about it now? |
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| 12. |
| 5:57 |
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Right back at you, record three
Makes you wish that you were me 'Cos we got no job for life Build 'em up like Frank Lloyd Wright No two days turn out the same Only sleeping on the plane Not exactly Monkey days C'mon, rock it up, from the back to the front, go! So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, so come on So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, bring it on! Banshee wailing from my throat Only dogs can hear the notes Be myself to pay the bills From L.A. to Skillmans Hill We've done time for stealing shows There ain't nothing we don't know Plug us in and watch us go! C'mon, rock it up, we're all about to jump from the back to the front, go! So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, so come on So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, bring it on! Hot, like the desert sky You're so cool on the inside You hate being recognised Going off on outside Gotta get up, gotta get out, picking it up, gotta get up, gotta get out Gotta get up, gotta get out, picking it up, gotta get up, gotta get out Gotta get up, gotta get out, picking it up, gotta get up, gotta get out Got a fever and I want to clear my lungs! Coming round for one more go Way too loud for radio Mosh pit full of casualties OAP's get in for free Time to even out the score Thought we'd done enough before Now we're kicking down your door Come on, rock it up, to the back Measure twice, cut it once Clear the room, we're barbequeing up for lunch! So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, so come on So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, bring it on! So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, so come on So get your, so get your ears on So get your, so get your ears on 'Cos I'm Hi-Fi, Hi-Fi I'm serious, bring it on! |
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