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I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case I love you in the songs, I write and sing Love you because, you put me in my rightful place And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring Cheap, never cheap I'll sing you songs till you're asleep When you've gone upstairs I'll creep And write it all down Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane I wrote so many songs about you I forget your name (I forget your name) Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I forget your name I love your from the bottom of my pencil case I love the way you never ask me why I love to write about each wrinkle on your face And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry Deep so deep, the number one I hope to reap Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I wrote this song for you So let me talk about Mary, a sad story Turned her grief into glory Late at night, by the typewriter light, She ripped his ribbon to shreds |
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He was just a social drinker but social every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four She was just a silent thinker, silent every night He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober And he didn't think the problem was his drink But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over And when the rotting flesh began to stink Cry freedom for the woman in the wall Cry freedom for she has no voice at all I hear her cry all day, all night I hear her voice from deep within the wall Made a cross from knitting needles Made a grave from koover bags Especially for the woman in the wall She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on So he wore it everyday in every week Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone Pretended that he thought he beard her speak Then at last it seemed that he was really winning He felt that he had some sort of grip But all of his new life was sent a-spinning When the rotting wall began to drip |
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| 4:07 |
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If, if you choose that we will always lose Well then I'll sail this ship alone And if, if you decide to give him another try Well then I'll sail this ship alone Well they said if I wrote the perfect love song You would take me back Well I wrote it but I lost it And now will you take me back anyway Now if, if you insist that this is for the best Well then I'll sail this ship alone And if, if you swear that you no longer care Well then I'll sail this ship alone I'll sail this ship alone Between the pain and the pleasure I'll sail this ship alone Amongst the sharks and the treasure If you would rather go your way then go your way I'll sail this ship alone If, if you're afraid that I won't make the grade Well then I'll sail this ship alone And if, if you agree to him instead of me Well then I'll sail this ship alone Well they said if I wrote the perfect letter That I would have a chance Well I wrote it, and you burnt it And now do I have a chance anyway If, if you swear that you no longer care Well then I'll sail this ship alone I'll sail this ship alone Between the pain and the pleasure I'll sail this ship alone Amongst the sharks and the treasure If you would rather go your way then go your way I'll sail this ship alone Well they said if I burnt myself alive That you'd come running back |
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| 3:01 |
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I need a little time To think it over I need a little space Just on my own I need a little time To find my freedom I need a little... Funny how quick the milk turns sour Isn't it, isn't it Your face has been looking like that for hours Hasn't it, hasn't it Promises, promises turn to dust Wedding bells just turn to rust Trust into mistrust I need a little room To find myself I need a little space To work it out I need a little room All alone I need a little... You need a little room for your big head Don't you, don't you You need a little space for a thousand beds Won't you, won't you Lips that promise - fear the worst Tongue so sharp - the bubble burst Just into unjust I've had a little time To find the truth Now I've had a little room To check what's wrong I've had a little time And I still love you I've had a little... You had a little time And you had a little fun Didn't you, didn't you While you had yours Do you think I had none Do you, do you The Freedom that you wanted bad Is yours for good I hope you're glad Sad into unsad I had a little time To think it over Had a little room To work it out I found a little courage To call it off I've had a little time I've had a little time I've had a little time I've had a little time |
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| 2:53 |
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This is my life and this is how it reads For every chapter, a thousand memories A murder, a mystery where everybody bleeds A fantasy, a thriller with romance and disease Diary entry 9th of May '62 We've had some ugly babies but none were quite like you Diary entry '62 end of May It looks as if the nose and chin are definitely here to stay They're here to stay, they're here to stay If my lips start smiling and my knees start a-knocking I'm a failure You are, you are And if I seem half-hearted, it's because I'm broken hearted And I'm a failure You are, you are, you are (I am) You are, you are, you are (I am) This is my life and this is how it reads A documentary that nobody believes Albert Steptoe in 'Gone with the Breeze' Mother played by Peter Beardsley, father by John Cleese Diary entry '68 end of the year A cardboard Apollo 6 has given the all clear 11th December '68 Captain's log Proposed trip to Mars is cancelled due to fog It's due to fog, it's due to fog If my lips start smiling and my knees start a-knocking I'm a failure You are, you are And if I seem half-hearted, it's because I'm broken hearted And I'm a failure You are, you are, you are (I am) You are, you are, you are (I am) This is the play, it was I who wrote the script Terry meets June in 'Tales from the Crypt' It was going to be a film but the camera person slipped They later found him scolding a banana Diary entry 10th of April '89 The world is going mad but me I'm doing fine I'm doing fine Back to bed, back to reality |
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| 4:21 |
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Don't whisper love and dream of wedding bells Don't do all the talking, let love speak up itself Let love speak up itself So when you feel a little tatty and unhappy with your face Let it breathe into us and put you back in place Let it breathe, let it breathe From the day it came into us till the day it wants to leave For it will, it will go And it will not say goodbye just like it didn't say hello There will not be a send-off, a funeral or mass Just a pathetic little vodka from a dirty little glass 'To the world's greatest mum From the oldest swinger in town' Let love speak up itself Let love speak up itself Let it rise up in the morning and take us for that walk Let it do the talking when we're too tired to talk When we're too tired to talk And when you feel unhappy that I'm not the one I was Let love rot inside and let love palm you off Let it rot, let it rot Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot In a knot, in a knot Let it take your feelings and tie them in a knot Hang them from a cleaver and say 'Look what we've got A man and a woman and guess what they forgot' 'To the world's greatest mum From the oldest swinger in town' Let love speak up itself |
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| 3:36 |
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Old Red eyes is back Red from the night before the night before Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door Old Red's in town And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound Just adding to the wrinkles on his deathly frown They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed They're only red from all the women that I could've wed So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Listen up Old Red You never listened to a word the doctor said He told you if you drank another you'd be dead Old Red Eyes is back His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head They're only red from all the things I could have done instead So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Blue is a street without an end Red is the colour of my hell Blue is a greeting from a friend Red is the colour of farewell Old Red he died And every single landlord in the district cried An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side A lazy little tear running from each eye They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue |
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| 3:38 |
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There's no more little secrets we haven't yet disclosed We bore the living daylights of anyone too close And all our cards at Christmas are written to us both Count them up who's got the most? Said we'd be close Said we'd work perfectly Said that we'd toast Beautiful company Closer than a sister to her baby brother Closer than a cat to the child that she'll smother It's too close for a lover It's too close for a lover We are each other We are each other We've been through all positions and this one's definitely best You move Middle East and I'll move Wild West What happened to our friendship we could easily have guessed Add it up we're self-possessed Said we'd be true Said we'd be so so proud Just me an you We'd shout it out aloud Closer than a sister to her baby brother Closer than a cat to the child that she'll smother It's too close for a lover It's too close for a lover We are each other We are each other Remember we went shopping and we went by piggyback I shaved all my legs and you grew hairs upon your back Well no-one's ever been since to this lover's shack It's a cul-de-sac Said we'd be close Said we'd work perfectly Said that we'd toast Beautiful company Said we'd be true Said we'd be so so proud Just me an you We'd shout it out aloud Closer than a sister to her baby brother Closer than a secret agent working under cover It's too close for a lover It's too close for a lover We are each other We are each other-a |
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| 4:36 |
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This is the dinner prepared This is the dress that I made This is the child I brought up And this is the woman you laid This is the woman you laid This is the perfume I wore This is the hotel we stayed This is the way that I lay And this is the woman you laid This is the woman you laid We promise ourselves this is no one-night stand Let us draw all the curtains and strike up the band And I'm thrilled by gentlest touch of your hand we pretend There's a tear, there's a tear Not through confusion through fear, through fear This is the smile that I wore This is the song that we played This is the way that I lay And this is the woman you laid, this is the woman you laid Next morning our eyes filled with sleepy regret A kiss and goodbye and a long cigarette But the pillow I lay on is cold and it's wet Can't pretend It's a tear, it's a tear Not through confusion, through fear, through fear And knowing at least that love came so near Just adds to the weight of this bell bottomed tear Roll out the red carpets and unplug the phone Root out the photos you've already shown Cos this is one night you won't sleep alone Just one night There's a tear there's a tear Not through confusion through fear, through fear And knowing at least that love came so near Just adds to the weight of this bell bottomed tear There's a tear, there's a tear Not through confusion, through fear Not through confusion, through fear. |
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| 4:03 |
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Close your legs, open your mind Leave those compliments well behind Dig a little deeper into yourself And you may find Come over here just sit right down Needn't comb your hair, needn't pout or frown I hear you've turned our young men Into dribbling clowns 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? Make their day and go ahead Remove your clothes lie on their bed Just a last gasp chance or an outside bet To the easily led And before you do just what you do Here' one thought for you to chew The men who run the business that you sell They screw you too 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? You're just another 365 night stand But you're so handy, you're so handy You cheapen and you nasty every woman in this land But you're so handy, you're so handy Your picture's hanging pretty on the squaddies' walls You're Steven's, Andy's, you're Ian's, you're Paul's Your body's through of fondly in the rugby mauls But you want more 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? 36D so what (D) so what Is that all that you've got? He was trying to save his job He was, he was trying to save his job. |
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Don't know what I'm doing here I'll carry on regardless Got enough money for one more beer I'll carry on regardless Good as gold, but stupid as mud He'll carry on regardless They'll bleed his heart 'til there's no more blood But carry on regardless Carry on with laugh Carry on with cry Carry on with brown under moonlit sky I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I want it in this I want it in this Got one note to last all week I'll carry on regardless The hill to happiness is far too steep I'll carry on regardless Dried his mouth in the Memphis sun He carried on regardless Tried to smile and he bit his tongue But carry on regardless Carry on with work Carry on with love Carry on with cheering Anything above I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this I don't want silver, I just want gold Carry on regardless Bronze is for the sick and the old But carry on regardless I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this |
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| 2:37 |
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Everybody's talkin' at me. I can't hear a word they're sayin', Only the echoes of my mind. People stoppin' starin' I can't see their faces, Only the shadows of their eyes. I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin' Thru the pourin' rain, Goin' where the weather suits my clothes. Bankin' off the northeast wind, Sailin' on a summer breeze, Trippin' over the ocean like a stone. Woh Woh Woh I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin' Thru the pourin' rain, Goin' where the weather suits my clothes. Bankin' off the northeast wind, Sailin' on a summer breeze, Trippin' over the ocean like a stone. (Like A Stone) Everybody's talkin' at me. Woh Woh Woh |
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Line One is the time That you, you first stayed over at mine And we drank our first bottle of wine And we cried Line Two we're away And we both, we both had nowhere to stay Well the bus-shelter's always OK When you're young Now you're older and I look at your face Every wrinkle is so easy to place And I only write them down just in case That you die Let's take a look at these crows feet, just look Sitting on the prettiest eyes Sixty 25th of Decembers Fifty-nine 4th of Julys Not through the age or the failure, children Not through the hate or despise Take a good look at these crows feet Sitting on the prettiest eyes Line Three I forget But I think, I think it was our first ever bet And the horse we backed was short of a leg Never mind Line Four in a park And the things, the things that people do in the dark I could hear the faintest beat of your heart Then we did Now you're older and I look at your face Every wrinkle is so easy to place And I only write them down just in case You should die Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look Sitting on the prettiest eyes Sixty 25th of Decembers Fifty-nine 4th of Julys You can't have too many good times, children You can't have too many lines Take a good look at these crows feet Sitting on the prettiest eyes Well my eyes look like a map of the town And my teeth are either yellow or they're brown But you'll never hear the crack of a frown When you are here You'll never hear the crack Of a frown |
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| 3:34 |
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I once had a friend who I loved from my heart But I went on and left her 'fore I'd made a start Now I'm moaning the blues like the rest of the charts Take me back So I'll cry with a limp Just get by on a limb Till these blue eyes of mine they are closed So here's to an old fashioned peck on the cheek And farewell my sweet Northern Rose Give me one last love song To bring you back, bring you back Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black Give him a chorus and that bit at the end Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend' Let it die, let it die Those bloody great ballads we hated at first Well I bought them all, now I'm writing worse Save us from baldness and saving the earth Take me back And I'll smile with a limp And I'll love with a limp Till the clouds disappear from above And as the storm moves away all I can say Is there's a towel on the door for your love Give me one last love song To bring you back, bring you back Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black Give him a chorus and that bit at the end Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend' Let it die, let it die, let it die |
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Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper I love you Birds singing in the sycamore tree Dream a little dream of me Say nighty and night and kiss me Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me While I'm alone and blue as can be Dream a little dream of me Stars fading but I linger on dear Still craving your kiss I'm longing to linger till dawn dear Just saying this Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Dream a little dream of me Stars fading but I linger on dear Still craving your kiss I'm longing to linger till dawn dear Just saying this Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Dream a little dream of me Dream a little dream of me |
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