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Used to play the Casanova
Smoother than the Bossa Nova Love to play the Romeo But I never need a home to go to I'm so greasy, I'm so slick. I leave no traces I just get out quick I use cheap champagne Brief affairs and backstage love But a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway I've played the fool I've played the clown I'm an easy lover When I come to town It's a fashion It's a buyers market It's a buyer's market To bust it up Before it's really started I'm incurably romantic If you leave me I'll go frantic With cheap champagne Brief affairs and backstage love But a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Yes a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway If the glove still fits Don't call it quits Don't throw your life away Cause a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Used to play the Casanova Faster than a roller coaster I gave you the best years of my life Don't you kick me in the gutter Cause a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Yes a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway Yes there's many a slip Between a cup and lip Don't let it slide away Cause a love like this Is much too good To ever throwaway |
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| 2. |
| 4:51 |
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No sitting down on your butt
The world don't owe you No sitting down in a rut I wanna show you Don't waste your energy On making enemies Just take a deep breath And work your way up Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Man and woman, be free Let's work, kill poverty La, la, la Work your way up Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Man and woman, be free Let's work, kill poverty You're sitting down on your butt And your get greedy You start to lose your nuts Don't you look seedy Can generosity bring you humility So take a deep breath Ain't gonna sweat for you Ain't gonna sigh for you Ain't gonna cry for you If you're lazy Ain't gonna slave for you Ain't gonna hurt for you It just won't work for you If you're lazy Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Let's work, let's eat Let's live in ecstasy Man and woman, be free Let's work, kill poverty Let's work, be proud Stand tall, touch the clouds Man and woman, be free Let's work, let's work Get down in the dirt and let's work Get down in the dirt and let's work Get up, be free Get down in the dirt, let's work Get down in the dirt, let's work Get down in the dirt Take off your shirt Get down in the dirt Let's work |
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| 3:56 |
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I'm a player in a game show
And it's poisoning my mind I'm a string on someone's yo-yo I feel my life is trivialised I eat scandal for my breakfast I spit gossip late at night I'm not one for fancy speeches But they're sucking me like leeches Feel my body's under radio control Listen Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Every woman that I'm loving She's got to have that sense of style All the men love that aggression They want to walk that extra mile I'm getting sick of competition You better take me off this mission Feel my body's under radio control Listen Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey I always stay fresh Don't run out of juice I don't let the power run dry Don't make a fool of myself Let my tounge hang too loose I stay out of range to survive Every woman she got to walk that extra mile I'm not one for fancy speeches But they're sucking me like leeches Feel my body's under radio control Listen Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Walk forwards Walk backwards Radio control Work hard Take a vacation Radio control Radio control Radio control |
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| 4. |
| 5:07 |
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Cast all your fears aside
And say you will, say you will be mine And stay with me until the end of time And help me, help me grind this mill of life Please, say you will, say you will be mine And times and customs may change And life may get dizzy My heart is deep in the country But I live for the city Chasing those greenfields That lie just over the hill Isn't it time that I rested Time to stand still I need a lover surely as I need a friend Someone whose laughter I'll lean on To tie our lives together Cast all your fears aside And say you will, say you will be mine And love me, until the end of time And help me, help me grind this mill of life And say you will, say you will We're on a ship out to sea And it's stormy weather Why don't you promise to me Devotion forever The hillsides are yellow and green And the olives still bloom We will make passionate love By electrical moons I need a lover surely as I need a friend Someone whose laughter I'll lean on To tie our lives together Cast all your fears aside And say you will, say you will be mine And stay with me until the end of time And help me, help me grind this mill of life And say you will, say you will Cast all your fears aside Say you will Cast all your fears aside Say you will You make my heart come alive Say you will Help me, help me, help me Help me grind this mill Grind this mill of life Say you will Say you will be mine Say you will Say you will be mine |
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| 5. |
| 5:50 |
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A place far in the future
And faces from the past And children reading history books Their faces light and laugh It all seems so primitive How did you survive? It all seemed so different then How did you stay alive? Did you walk cool in the fifties daddy? Was it black and white? Did you play jazz all night? Was it really so wonderful? Did you walk cool in the fifties daddy? Did you dress like James Dean? Did you wear dungarees? Did you dance to the Rhumba? Was it all just crazy fashion? I said oh yeah Did you live life with a passion? I said oh yeah Does it all have some strange meaning? Can it change my life today? Or is it all so much flotsam and jetsam? Tell me right away Did you walk cool in the sixties daddy? Did you fight in the war? Or did you chase all the whores On the rock and roll rumble? Did you walk cool in the sixties daddy? Did you fight in the war? Did you break all the laws That were ready to crumble? Was it just a crazy fashion? I said oh yeah Did you live life with a passion? I said oh yeah Does it have some inner meaning? Can it change my life today? Or is it all so much flotsam and jetsam? Tell me right away Well I think you've got it figured Go check it out yourself Cause I've had it playing teacher for today Did you walk cool primitive cool? Did you know Dr. King? Was he ever so humble? Did you walk cool primitive cool? Did you break all the laws That were ready to crumble? A place far in the future And faces from the past And children reading history books Their faces light and laugh It all seems so primitive How did you survive? It all seemed so different then How did you stay alive? |
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| 4:55 |
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And I just don't do things by halves
So come now please don't make me laugh The wicked lay stones in my path And friends who are snakes in the grass I felt the warmth of you in summer days gone by The waves they rock the boat You smiled at me and closed your eyes I won't bow down, I won't kow tow Won't be seen to, won't be lied to I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed by you And I can see through you like glass So come now please don't make me laugh I hear the country church bells ring for you I see the church choir rise and sing for you But I'll be leaving soon, I'm off at high noon I've got a heavy heart, we touch a long past I won't bow down, I won't kow tow Won't be seen to, won't be lied to I won't turn tail, won't be blackmailed But if you think of me Think something sweet of me I look around in rage There's nothing left There's nothing saved Some memories, a photograph The future looms, so damn the past I don't want you, I don't need you I won't bow down, I won't kow tow I won't turn tail, I won't be blackmailed Won't be seen to, won't be lied to Ohh, ooh, ooh |
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| 7. |
| 3:34 |
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You say you love me
Why do you always do me down down down? I hit rock bottom You gave me up without sound, sound, sound But now I'm back in town and feeling mighty fit I'm sick and tired of eating all your chicken shit So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found I was a rising star You hitched your wagon next to mine, mine, mine The sun was shining bright I guess I never read the sign, sign, sign Right at the moment that you saw my hand first slip Just like a dirty rat you jumped the sinking ship So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found Find me in the palace Find me on the street Find me back in church Right in my favourite seat Now you're a notch on my gun Who are you to shoot off your mouth? Wild-eyed and crazy I always threw my cash around, round, round You put the boot in Until the bottom fell right out, out, out I turned around You smell like Monday morning's fish I can't get near enough to take a goodbye kiss So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found Find me in the movies Right on the TV screen Keep on searching for me And you will hear me scream Now you're a notch on my gun Now you're a notch on my gun Who are you to shoot off your mouth? Shoot off your mouth But now I'm back in town and feeling mighty fit I'm sick and tired of eating all your chicken shit So keep on looking for me Once I was lost but now I'm found, found, found Find me in the palace Find me on the street Find me back in church Right in my favourite seat Now you're a notch on my gun Who are you to shoot off your mouth? Shoot off your mouth Shoot off your mouth Shoot off your Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot |
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| 8. |
| 4:03 |
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No more sleaze ball, funky, low down, skunky juke joints
Where the drinks are knee deep on the floor And the clientele is posed and angry And the pretty girls are whores Who gild the lily, and more's the pity If you really want to live a life of passion If you really want to dance your life away There's a place I really got to show you It's down in the alley, really hid away (treat me) Soul City, Soul City Peace for the wicked Life for the living in Soul City It's a way on down the street I found it once before Even though I have the keys I still can't always find the door It can be tricky Might have to pick it Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City The girls are witty The boys are pretty There's a girl who's dancing with my conscience While the DJ's playing with my heart On the screen are my recriminations While I'm singing I'm still praying hard Soul City, Soul City Peace for the wicked Food for the spirit in Soul City Soul City, Soul City Come down there with me Come down there with me |
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| 5:20 |
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You used to be my party doll
But now you say the party's over You used to love to honky tonk But now the honky tonking's over Now life is a bitter thing, my sweet Now life is a mystery to me Love's pain, I ain't buying Love's strange. I keep trying, trying, trying You used to be my party doll But now you want to live in clover You used to be my number one But now those salad days are over Times change but fascination stays Love wins but the passion just fades I'll drink to the dancing days I'll drink to your crazy ways Through the whiskey haze Face the music, face the truth Chase that fleet sweet bird of youth Grow up sweetly, grow up strong Hear the heartbeat, in my song Love's pain, I ain't buying Love's strange. I keep trying, trying, trying You used to be my party doll But now you say the party's over You used to love to honky tonk But now those dancing days are over You used to be my number one But now you vanished in the ozone |
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| 6:39 |
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I was born in a war
So they call me a war baby I was born in a war And it don't make me war crazy And the guns start to roar As the fire sweeps the street Crazy Why can't we walk the road together And keep our children safe and sure War - War Baby And the war made us poor Made our future unsure Hazy Why don't we run this race together And keep our children safe and sure But the arms race is on And the tanks all roll out All the guns are in place We just wait for the shout To arms, to arms And the guns start to roar From the ship to the shore And the bombs start to fall As we crouch in the hall as they bust through the breach Out on Omaha Beach Why don't we run this road together Why can't we hope to find a cure But the arms race is on And the tanks all roll out All the guns are in place As we wait for the shout And the army sweeps on and on And the navy sails out As we rush to the edge As we wait for the shout To arms, to arms War - War Baby |
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