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I set out to wander
Up lonely man street Where faith and devotion, I would hopefully meet I went there with nothing Packed as light as I could And you begged me to stay, Though you knew, Baby I'm no good I'll love you forever You'll stay in my heart But all that I wanted Was doomed from the start I thought you could save me Well if anyone could But I knew that you knew all along Baby I'm no good Not once was I faithful, I cheated and lied I know that you loved me But my hands, they were tied I followed the voices Like a weak man should And I guess they were right about me, Baby I'm no good In the end when I've fallen Face down in the rain And you come back to ask me What I lost, what I gained I'd probably answer I did all that I could But it wasn't that much I'm afraid, Baby I'm no good No it wasn't that much I'm afraid Baby I'm no good |
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| 2. |
| 2:45 |
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> When you called me a useless druggie
At least you got half of it right When you called me a hopeless alcoholic I'm only hopeless after nine at night And when I said you came staggering home blind drunk If I didn't you'd get terrible fright And if this is the land of hope and glory Where's the land of hope but not quite I've been scruff bag, dirt bag, always someones binbag But never been bono or sting However I dressed never really impressed So they never got to hear a damn thing I've been bad man sad man certified mad But never 007 or saint Trendsetter go getter international jet setter Are just a few things that I ain't The time you told class I was a half wit Was my very first 50 % Previous best in any other test Was either stolen copied or lent And when you branded me and every single one of my mates A waste of time and effort to teach Why d'you give us sums if our only hope was bums On someone else's deckchair and beach I've been smart arse, mardy arse, on and off a lard arse But never been a legend to god New thing dumb thing even last year's thing Headbang? - not even a nod! I've been left-wing, secure-wing, lost stripes, gained winged We've never caused a lady to faint Wideboy, ladyboy, read it in the paper boy A few things they said that I ain't When popularity soared, hometown and abroad I spent most of it trying to breathe in Always ill at ease, too willing to please An inferior life's bargain bin When you come from a background of bargain bins You're bound to fear it ends where it begins So when nation adored we felt more of a fraud And too phoney to celebrate wins I've been scruffbag, dirtbag, always someones binbag But never been Bono or Sting However I dressed never really impressed So they never got to hear a damn thing I've been badman, sadman, certified mad But never 007 or Saint Trend-setter, go-getter, international jet-setter Are just a few things that I ain't |
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| 3. |
| 3:15 |
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Imagine sailing solo around the world
Only to find you've missed a continent out And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls You're wondering why there's no one about At least Captain Scott actually stood on the spot Where he planned to put up Union Jack And though Captain Cook cursed the map that he took He got near enough for native's attack That's how it feels trying to navigate you Even with compass and infinite time And just when I think I've found some part that's new I find a flag already up that's not mine Circling you is journey minus view Exploration without reason or reward 'Cause when I get near, you use an arrow or spear To prevent my heart ever being shored The earth ain't flat but it's a simple doormat Compared to your unclimbable self The desolate terrain, you have to cross to your brain Just one of your slippery shelves That's how it feels trying to navigate you Even with compass and infinite time And just when I think I've found some part that's new I find a flag already up that's not mine And if I ever get close, I'll need a banner or post To hang it from, first there or not So voyage may uncover a sister or brother And a friendship that Colombus forgot |
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| 4. |
| 3:32 |
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When was the last time you felt so happy
You had to give yourself a good pinch When did you ever fail one of life's highs Without using stepladder or winch That's why the lifeless crave the past 'Cause when they're flogged, stoned, lynched They can watch the living fizzle out to naught Without even moving one inch That's what keeps you alive The thought of undeserved death That's why cynics deep-sea dive Just to watch someone healthy lose breath That's what really makes you tick When the fearless are stopped in their tracks Optimism looks up counts the stars Pessimism looks down and counts cracks The Monday morning moaners club That meet every week on park bench At least they've earned their grumble stripes When they fought tooth and nail in the trench If you ever sat down in one place too long They'd need a fork-lift truck and a wrench Indecision drip feeds modesty But apathy fails even to quench That's what keeps you alive The thought of undeserved death That's why cynics deep-sea dive Just to watch someone healthy lose breath That's what really makes you tick When the fearless are stopped in their tracks Optimism looks up counts the stars Pessimism looks down and counts cracks And even when it's every man for himself You still like to stick with the bunch You'd rather tag along at the back of the crowd To risk anything on a hunch That's what keeps you alive The thought of undeserved death That's why cynics deep-sea dive Just to watch someone healthy lose breath That's what really makes you tick When the fearless are stopped in their tracks Optimism looks up counts the stars Pessimism looks down and counts cracks That's what keeps you alive |
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| 3:34 |
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Head over heels is fine
Unless you're in stilettos Love knows no boundaries Unless your in one of love's ghettos Love climb every mountain high But some of us are stuck in a cell All you need is love, love, love And a bloody good tunnel as well You could get here by aeroplane or boat Not unreasonable demands But I could save myself the price of a ticket If I didn't let go of your hands Never mind killing me getting there But somebody has to make plans First embrace shoots you into space And doesn't give a damn where it lands Why not take a chance on love? Even at hundred to one If we promise that we'll never let love die Within a week one of us'll be gone Love sure makes the world go round And takes you for a hell of a ride But I don't wanna waste time searching for love When it's already stood at my side Love will make you blind to the truth Romantic novels all tell So I'll spend a little time romancing by myself But that turned me blind as well You can get here by crossing sea or desert I can barely make Blackpool Sands Railroad, caravan, save it for the mad man Lets see if love just stands Never mind killing me getting there But somebody has to make plans First embrace shoots you into space And doesn't give a damn where it lands Why not take a chance on love? Even at a hundred to one If we promise that we'll never let love die Then within a week one of us'll be gone Does the length of journey your heart makes Really provide any proof? All it really proves is love never moves When it's right there under your roof My heart is in the right place Then what's the point in making that trip Stay right here with your hand on my heart See how often you cause it to skip See how often you cause it to skip See how often you cause it to skip |
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| 3:11 |
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The super fly guy that you're courtin' now
Used to be a super-swot And the clothes he thinks look retro Are more 'Land That Time Forgot' And if he knows where he was standin' When J.F.K was shot Chances are though time's passed him by He's still standing within yards of that spot So if your hangover feels like the dart board Whilst the Christians hit bulls-eye And paranoia that self-employer Is following in heavy disguise Off goes intelligence to join high tide To drift with all the things we let go Only tidal wave could possibly save All we let go with the flow Let go with the flow Books we may have written, we don't know Let go with the flow Some enchanted city we won't go He who used to float like a butterfly once Is floatin' like a glorious moth And the fly girls you hung around with then Are lucky if they even take off Dresses and skirts you thought were in Everyone a dust-rag or dishcloth Like every flat beer that they serve around here We all start life as fabulous froth So why do you work yourself that hard When you don't even like the job? Why do you hate the small-time thief When it's your own time, you'll always rob? Off goes intelligence to join high tide To drift with all the things we let go Only tidal wave could possibly save All we let go with the flow Let go with the flow Books we may have written, we don't know Let go with the flow Some enchanted city we won't go Let go with the flow Books we may have written, we don't know Let go with the flow Some enchanted city we won't go |
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| 4:09 |
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Woman goes to heaven, it's not important when
'Cause as soon as she arrives God has to send her down again "You've got an extra five years to clean up after men" "I mean no disrespect God, but you better make it ten" Well if heaven's an improvement I won't mind the extra squeeze I've got a few more birds down there, after losing bees Trying to lose their bees So don't be shocked who queue-jumps Or who just calmly waits A certain type of behavior The guest list just creates No time for lively discussion No time for televised debates The well-meaning soon become well meant It's the hard sell or hell at the gates, the gates Alcoholic finds himself outside the pearly gates I've only got one worry God, a few outstanding slates Any tab you used to have been passed to so called mates And after they've paid-up they're off to the land of empty crates Heaven is a glass, neither half empty nor half full So do us all a favor God and give that thing a pull Give that thing a pull So don't be shocked who queue-jumps Or who just calmly waits A certain type of behavior The guest list just creates No time for lively discussion No time for televised debates The well-meaning soon become the well meant It's the hard sell or hell at the gates, the gates Model turns up hours late, he had to get it right If you're gonna look cool in heaven wear something more than white Vanity's close to arrogance, just slightly more polite Fashion show a jumble sale at a slightly different height At a slightly different height So don't be shocked who queue-jumps Or who just calmly waits A certain type of behavior The guest list just creates No time for lively discussion No time for televised debates The well-meaning soon become the well meant It's the hard sell or hell at the gates, the gates The gates, the gates |
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| 3:04 |
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| 4:26 |
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Why forbidden fruit
Always looks so sweet Hanging down like devil's food From highest branch on tree Yes, woman should be satisfied Be happy with her lot But sometimes half of him Seems better than the whole I've got Yes, sometimes half of hell right here Is better than a heaven forgot Yeild not to temptation Is only good advice If true love happens just the once And never ever twice Yes, woman should be satisfied Be happy with her lot But sometimes half of him Seems better than the whole I've got Yes, sometimes half of hell right here Seems better than a heaven forgot We were happy with happily ever after But only if the plot Had bad guys we could boo and hiss And good guys we could not We probably feel that second best Could actually be much worse But you're kind of drawn to chocolate When you've tasted wafer first Yes, you're kind of drawn to chocolate When you've tasted wafer first Hunt me down like your other prey Let your claws take hold If what I've chosen's truly gray Make tiger black and gold Yes, woman should be satisfied Be happy with her lot But sometimes half of him Seems better than the whole I've got Yes, sometimes half of hell right here Is better than a heaven forgot We were happy with happily ever after But only if the plot Had bad guys we could boo and hiss And good guys we could not We probably feel that second best Could actually be much worse But you're kinda drawn to chocolate When you've tasted wafer first Yes, you're kinda drawn to chocolate When you've tasted wafer first 'I can't get no satisfaction' So sang all the guys The biggest single breeding ground For a girls, 'I will survive' We'll be happy with happily ever after But only when the song Admits 'can't get no satisfaction' Wasn't all our wrong We probably feel that second best Could actually be much worse But you're kind of put off wafer When you've tasted chocolate first Yes, you're kinda put off wafer When you've tasted chocolate first Why forbidden fruit always looks so sweet? |
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| 9:26 |
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