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Over the counter culture,
Well that's right where you belong, You try to sever your ties with the London skies, But you've got the whole thing wrong. You try to be so different, As does everybody else, Create your own distinctions, And flaunt them for yourself. Over the counter culture, With your cards and catalogues, The mainstream wipes the river bed clean, You're just wrong, you're just... wrong. You think you followed your heart again, Now it's in to be out, Destroy the plans and just start again, Don't pretend to not pretend at all. Over the counter culture, Well you live your life in waves, Last year's dream was a terrible scheme, This new fad will . Let's see... what can we be now? That hasn't been done before? Shut your eyes, Look inside. You think you followed your heart again, Now it's in to be out, Destroy the plans and just start again, Don't pretend to not pretend at all. Don't pretend to not pretend at all. Don't pretend to not pretend at all! |
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| 2. |
| 2:53 |
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Radio play just depresses me today
Why is it so "throw away" Lists that you write just to classify this tribe When clearly it all sounds the same Well I've heard it all done before A hundred years ago boy Originality is so passe Just the same old politics Through pretentious affectionates My self-obsessive slobs The list goes on Media press has become an utter mess The opinions of failed pop stars They constantly try to divert the public eye Led by large catchy promises and such Well I've heard it all done before A hundred years ago boy Originality is so passe Forgotten genres yet rehashed Create the craze, create the cash If you buy anything The list goes on And I will try Not to let this get to me But it goes on ... Yeah it goes on and on and on and on And on and on and on and on On and on and on and on And on and on and on and on on on on on on! Oh, I've heard it all done before A hundred years ago boy Originality is so passe If I ever lose my faith in you Nothing's good what can you do? Just may you buy anything The list goes on Oh, the list goes on |
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| 3:27 |
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Is there something more?
Surely there must be You can't lose everything So you're quite happy To live with nothing more Than a life-long shopping list You tick it off on credit ... Well you'll pay for it Week in and week out Your lucky charms will always let you down Maybe next week we'll see Maybe You stand in line completely still Feel really, truly unfulfilled Week in week out Where are you going to turn When all ambition fails? Why try anymore If human nature's stale? Invite the hand of God To touch the lucky few There's no such thing as God Nor easy money too Week in and week out Your lucky charms will always let you down Maybe next week we'll see Maybe You stand in line completely still Feel really, truly unfulfilled Week in week out Week in and week out Your lucky charms will always let you down Maybe next week we'll see Maybe You stand in line completely still Feel really, truly unfulfilled Week in week out |
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| 3:12 |
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A healthy argument to start the day
What better way? We chew the fat of life We're moved to tears Lend me your ears But you spend all your time Waiting in static shopping lines And all your troublesome debates are solved In glossy magazines Too much small talk leads to a small mind So tell me what your views are And I will tell you mine How's the weather? (Grey and boring) It's back to work on ... (Monday morning) Oh, let it go Tell me things I'd like to know Frighten me Enlighten me, oh no Opinion can be void if not Presented from both sides So speak your mind my dear Your loves and fears And nothing in between Initiate debates about The way you hate the things I slate I'd rather that than spend another Minute killing time Too much small talk leads to a small mind So tell me all your secrets I'll never tell you mine How's the weather? (Grey and boring) It's back to work on ... (Monday morning) Oh, let it go Tell me things I'd like to know Frighten me Enlighten me, uh oh |
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| 2:25 |
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If you ever hear a noise in the night
Your body starts to sweat It shakes and shivers in fright You go and sleep with your mother She hates you guts She knows that you love her So she holds you tight All through the night in to the broad daylight And when she doesn't come home You'll have to sleep alone Then you wet your bed and I think that's sad For a girl of 19 it's more than sad, it's obscene! 1, 2 And your girlfriend sweet little 17 She's got her layered hair and her flared jeans You know what that means, she's just a little queen She shares your London flat She thinks that London's where it's at Although it stinks and when it rains you wear your hat And your plum colored pvc wet- look maxi mac You tie your ginger hair back in a bun You're the ugliest creature, under the sun! 1, 2 Go! 1, 2 And you think it's about time that you died, and I agree So you decide on suicide You tried but you never quite carried it out You only wanted to die in order to show off And if you think you're gonna bleed all over me You're even wronger than you'd normaly be And the only things you want to see are kitsch And the only thing you want to be is rich Your little pink up-pointed nose begins twitch I know you know you're just a little bitch! 1, 2 |
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| 4:13 |
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Brimming with useless information
Spilling thoughts void of true opinion Yet you'll fight it to the death You'll fight it to the death Fighting someone else's favour You'll regurgitate the words you heard on Radio two ... Oh didn't you? Stop throwing insults and crockery around We can all be constructive So settle down, settle down Oh, have your dire of needs a certain suitor What is open-minded to calmly digest the very question and ... And understand To look at things from many angles Construct and critique, without anger Even compromise ... you'll never compromise Stop throwing insults and crockery around We can all be constructive So settle down, settle down Stop throwing insults and crockery around We can all be constructive So settle down, settle down Stop throwing insults and crockery around Stop throwing insults and crockery around We can all be constructive So settle down, settle down Stop throwing insults and crockery around We can all be constructive So settle down, settle down Settle down, settle down |
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| 3:06 |
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The daily drudge deals a mean hand
Menial commerce makes a mean man You're gonna, you're gonna have a fine time Just, just not on my time If they could peer behind the screens At all your sordid little schemes You unleash the tension Do things I wouldn't mention Your weekday demons take their toll on you But your weekend revolution just won't do Don't hang yourself with your Christmas tie In your coffin flat, you sit and die Your weekend revolution Your Mother's proud of her only son What if she'd seen the things he's done Friday and your five day prison Glazed eyes and double vision You loutish lads look not for love You grab your loins and hunt for blood You unleash the tension Do things I wouldn't mention Your weekday demons take their toll on you But your weekend revolution just won't do Don't hang yourself with your Christmas tie In your coffin flat, you sit and die Your weekend revolution Your weekday demons take their toll on you But your weekend revolution just won't do Don't hang yourself with your Christmas tie In your coffin flat, you sit and die Your weekend revolution Your weekend revolution |
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| 8. |
| 2:19 |
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One, two, three, four!
Why should, you leave your home Oh, when the TV's on Oh, when I was half joking But I know that you'll be fine Who needs love when you got two eyes and you got the time? Waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Cursing, your computer Because it will not do A single thing that you're sure it ought to With your so called friends you love As an a.k.a of a pseudonym that you wish you were Waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction |
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| 3:54 |
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Oh, to get ahead in this world
Takes a lot of kind words And ruthless damning actions And I hope, I never have to hurt you Though I gladly will do, my friend And I'll be reading in the kitchen Sipping lazy cups of tea I won't be brooding in my bedroom With the shutters down on me And this song is not cathartic Because I've done nothing wrong It's just a song It's just a song Ah, you see the more you're trying The more I know you're lying The more I start to hate the sight of you Tell me what you would do? Pulled by both arms, nearly torn in two And I'll be reading in the kitchen Sipping lazy cups of tea I won't be crying in my bedroom With the covers over me And this song is not cathartic Because I've done nothing wrong It's just a song It's just a song And I'll be reading in the kitchen Sipping lazy cups of tea I won't be brooding in my bedroom With the shutters down on me And this song is not cathartic Because I've done nothing wrong It's just a song It's just a song It's just a song It's just a song |
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| 3:30 |
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Well I'm here
But where are you? You're inside with better things to do With better things to do Like sitting in a room And staring at computer screens And fax machines Not gonna wait, gonna wait for the weekend To step outside Hurry up, hurry up put your shoes on We're stepping out tonight The seaside needs us more than ever The man says You've gone and spent The money He ever so kindly lent Enjoy your pretty things The things you'll never use You're overdrawn and underpaid and overweight Not gonna wait, gonna wait for the weekend To step outside Hurry up, hurry up put your shoes on We're stepping out tonight The seaside needs us more than ever The seaside needs us more than ever Not gonna wait, gonna wait for the weekend To step outside Hurry up, hurry up put your shoes on We're stepping out tonight The seaside needs us more than ever |
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| 2:49 |
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You barged into this a lie
And now you're far too deep to...stop, When your eyes were full of fire And you didn't feel tense When you lie to one another It's that there's nothing left to say, The words 'I Love You' fill awkward silences And life just cannot...STOP! If you've gone and messed it...up, And I won't be here, no I won't comfort you So get your act together Your matrimonial fulfillment started life as harmless lies, Thanks to bodily requirements You are walking blind And life just cannot...STOP! If you've gone and messed it up And I won't be here, no I won't comfort you Oh get your act together And life just cannot... And life just cannot... And life just cannot... STOP! |
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| 3:31 |
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Where have they gone?
Where have they gone? All the days when we didnt know, Right from wrong? Now we're so grown up, Just like we wanted to be, Building up debts, I won't be i won't be What do you want to be, A robot or a monkey? x2 What can you do? What can you do, Money has a way, Of catching up with you, Yeah yeah, And now you work all day, And you sleep all night, And you work all day, It's not right it's not right What do you want to be, A robot or a monkey? x2 What do you want to be, A robot or a monkey? x2 |
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Radio play just depresses me today
Why is it so "throw away" Lists that you write just to classify this tribe When clearly it all sounds the same Well I've heard it all done before A hundred years ago boy Originality is so passe Just the same old politics Through pretentious affectionates My self-obsessive slobs The list goes on Media press has become an utter mess The opinions of failed pop stars They constantly try to divert the public eye Led by large catchy promises and such Well I've heard it all done before A hundred years ago boy Originality is so passe Forgotten genres yet rehashed Create the craze, create the cash If you buy anything The list goes on And I will try Not to let this get to me But it goes on ... Yeah it goes on and on and on and on And on and on and on and on On and on and on and on And on and on and on and on on on on on on! Oh, I've heard it all done before A hundred years ago boy Originality is so passe If I ever lose my faith in you Nothing's good what can you do? Just may you buy anything The list goes on Oh, the list goes on |
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A healthy argument to start the day
What better way? We chew the fat of life We're moved to tears Lend me your ears But you spend all your time Waiting in static shopping lines And all your troublesome debates are solved In glossy magazines Too much small talk leads to a small mind So tell me what your views are And I will tell you mine How's the weather? (Grey and boring) It's back to work on ... (Monday morning) Oh, let it go Tell me things I'd like to know Frighten me Enlighten me, oh no Opinion can be void if not Presented from both sides So speak your mind my dear Your loves and fears And nothing in between Initiate debates about The way you hate the things I slate I'd rather that than spend another Minute killing time Too much small talk leads to a small mind So tell me all your secrets I'll never tell you mine How's the weather? (Grey and boring) It's back to work on ... (Monday morning) Oh, let it go Tell me things I'd like to know Frighten me Enlighten me, uh oh |
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One, two, three, four!
Why should, you leave your home Oh, when the TV's on Oh, when I was half joking But I know that you'll be fine Who needs love when you got two eyes and you got the time? Waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Cursing, your computer Because it will not do A single thing that you're sure it ought to With your so called friends you love As an a.k.a of a pseudonym that you wish you were Waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction |
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