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| 1. |
| 5:05 | 
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He's in a world of his own
He's in a world of his own He'd like the time to play with his mind He'd like the time to go He sees the things that pass him by And the things that he never owned Everyone has and he has not So he lives in a world of his own He cries, he lies He's cool, he's kind He heads out on a Friday night, He gets drunk and he starts a fight And he loses his mind And he loses his sight Because times are hard And money is tight Because he has the pressure He has the blame Life never changes Forever the same He's in a world of his own He has a child but he doesn't know He wanted love, so he loved himself And he's at an all-time low He's in a world of his own He's in a hell of his own He watches the clock and watches the time Watches life slip by on the assembly line And the youth he's never known He cries, he lies He's cool, he's kind He heads out on a Friday night, He gets drunk and he starts a fight And he loses his mind And he loses his sight Because times are hard And money is tight Because he has the pressure He has the blame Life never changes Forever the same Forever the same Forever the same |
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| 2. |
| 4:33 |
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Atmospheres are tense today Mother and father are rowing again Silently seated around the table You're the one that's getting the blame Father looks at you like a snake You play with the food upon your plate No one seems to be on your side Things that threaten to hurt your pride Mother loves to be concerned Using lessons that she learnt Fathers never understand When children have the upper hand Smiling you did your time at school Crying quietly like a fool Saturday night and Sunday morning Did all the things they asked you to do They say that home is where the heart is But home is only where the hurt is Pull the wool over the eyes Forget the worries that you started Mother loves to be concerned Using lessons that she learnt Fathers never understand When children have the upper hand When you stayed out every night The first time from your parent's sight They started to show some concern But by then it was too late Feel it's time to pull away Shut your ears to all they say Be yourself you know it's true When in the end what's left is you Mother loves to be concerned Using lessons that she learnt Fathers never understand When children have the upper hand |
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| 3. |
| 4:57 |
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Rain keeps on falling
Sun refuse to shine Baby quit your stalling And say that you are mine Chorus: 'Cause I've got so many troubles Oh I feel like I could cry Going down in the subway Jump on those train tracks and die Down in the subway I hide these tears of mine Down in the subway I'm gonna cry cry cry 'til the end of the line Cold hearted baby You're too mean to smile Every day is stormy Oh you're one evil child Chorus Red blooded baby Your too tough for me I don't mean maybe Oh why don't you let me be Chorus Jump on those train tracks and die Jump on those train tracks and die Go down in the subway Jump on those train tracks and die Jump on those train tracks and die I'm all run over |
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| 4. |
| 6:13 |
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It was the heat of the night I think
Or it could've been the effect of the drink But I had to brush away the flies That started to collect around your eyes I've still the taste of the sweat and the dust You're still playing games and abusing my trust In the heat of the night In the glow of the light It's the back and the bite That's feeling alright Do you use up bodies like cigarettes Do you need them for ego Do you need them for sex It was a bite of a night gone wrong And the effect of listening to negative songs Stuck in a love scene from blood and sand And the way the room keeps spinning around I steal the taste of the sweat and the dust (Now I know what they mean by looks can kill) You're still playing games and abusing my trust (And they're having a strange effect on the way I feel) In the heat of the night In the glow of the light It's the back and the bite That's feeling alright Do you use up bodies like cigarettes Do you need them for ego Do you need them for sex And you're moaning about your wasted life Lying there listening to "Spanish Eyes" With the cups on the floor And the plates in the sink And the room full of smoke And then you full of drink You skin's going dry And the color of sand Ignore the cigarette burning your hand |
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| 5. |
| 3:55 |
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Passing time in the afternoon
Cleaning the bathroom floor Rearrange things in the dining room Covers the chip on the kitchen door The paperboy winks as he hands her a paper He's cheekier every day She undoes her apron and sinks on the sofa Throws all her household chores away She's in a fantasy It's not so hard to see That she is living a lie She'll never be the same She shuts her eyes again Waves all her worries goodbye Puts on her make-up And smoothes down her dress And finds the right words to say Holds a remaining spark of beauty Escape is only a romance away Troubles come flooding back with her migraine She trembles and shuts her eyes It's a good thing that friends come in little bottles Time to shake up and prepare for the lies She's in a fantasy It's not so hard to see That she is living a lie She'll never be the same She shuts her eyes again Waves all her worries goodbye Pushing the hair back from her face Shaping her thoughts in the sky Heaven is through her kitchen window "Pity it's only a dream", she sighs Imagines herself as Elizabeth Taylor The paperboy cycles away She turns on the stove Soon her husband is home "Hello dear, it's been such a long day" She's in a fantasy It's not so hard to see That she is living a lie She'll never be the same She shuts her eyes again Waves all her worries goodbye She's in a fantasy It's not so hard to see That she is living a lie She'll never be the same She shuts her eyes again Waves all her worries goodbye |
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| 6. |
| 6:44 |
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Baby doll is on her trapeze
Wearing the smile that she never sees Thinking of a dollar as she tries to tease Thinking of a dollar as she tries to tease She's thinking of a dollar as she tries to tease Baby doll, baby doll Baby doll, baby doll Time to play Sheba on a wooden stage Taking off the clothes that are grimy with age Rubbing down the skin that is white and cold And the sticking plasters that cover up the holes She stared at by a man that would do her harm She needs to earn the money that will feed his arm He promised you security, safe and warm He promised you security, safe and warm They'll never know the hurt that you feel inside The emptiness you try to hide They'll never know the hurt that you feel inside The emptiness you try to hide Baby doll I would melt your eyes that are glassy and cold And as for the future when you grow old Baby doll, baby doll They'll never know the hurt you feel inside The emptiness you try to hide Take a tiny costume from a pile of clothes Just a touch of glitter and a lot of gold Pick on a failure, make his knees go weak Mouth open, eyes wide, fake your peak Mouth open, eyes wide, fake your peak Mouth open, eyes wide Mouth open, eyes wide Baby doll He'll wipe a line of dribble running from his mouth You make your wages later when you're back at his house You try to hide the mirror 'cause it's never kind You kickstart the heart that's so hard to find You try to save your beauty and to draw the line You bite your lip when you find it [Incomprehensible] Continue your search for a genuine love Continue your search for a genuine love Continue your search for a genuine love Baby, baby, baby doll Baby, baby, baby doll Baby, baby, baby doll |
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| 7. |
| 4:19 |
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We've hit those depths again Playing black games again Black mellow lies And the narrowing of eyes Playing those games again You hold the reins again But then I turned the card And you know I hit hard Loving you, hating me It's the other side of love It's the side that you don't want to see Shaking your head that way It's so true when they say That love is a pain in the heart A pain that pulls apart I'm breaking rules again You're breaking hearts again Pretend to despise When there's love in your eyes Loving you, hating me It's the other side of love It's the side that you don't want to see And I'm loving you And you're hating me It's the other side of love It's the other side of love |
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| 8. |
| 5:01 |
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Falling through at the seams
Living life in a dream Even smiles make a lie And I smile all the time I'm skilled at the art Of falling apart It's the holding together Together forever I'm skilled at the art Of falling apart It's the holding together Together forever Trying all of the vices Is what's doing the damage All the good things are bad things And I'm paying the prices I'm skilled at the art Of falling apart It's the holding together Together forever I'm skilled at the art Of falling apart It's the holding together Together forever I'm covered in bruises From mixing with losers It's the black and the blue That's seeing me through My cigarette diet Means my throat hurts like Hell My friends say I'm dying But I do it so well Thank you I'm skilled at the art Of falling apart It's the holding together Together forever I'm skilled at the art Of falling apart It's the holding together Together forever I'm skilled at the art Of falling apart It's the holding together Together forever Together forever Together forever It's the holding together Together forever Together forever It's the holding together Together forever Together forever |
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| 9. |
| 10:22 |
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Hey Joe
Where you going With that gun in your hand I'm going down to shoot my lady Caught her messing 'round with another man Hey Joe I heard you shot your woman down Hey Joe I heard you shot her down Shot her down to the ground Yes I did I shot her I caught her messing 'round Messing 'round town I shot her in the head Hey Joe Where you gonna run to Gonna run to now You better run, you better run You better run run run I'm going way down south Way down to Mexico way I'm going way down south Way down to Mexico way You ain't gonna get me No one's gonna put a rope around me Purple haze, in my brain Lately things don't seem the same Acting funny but I don't know why 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky Purple Haze all around Don't know if I'm coming up or down Am I happy or in misery Whatever it is that girl put a spell on me Purple haze all in my eyes Don't know if it's day or night You got me blowing, blowing my mind Is it tomorrow or the end of time |
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| 10. |
| 10:13 |
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Martin is talking to you
Martin is a boy with problems Martin has a family history Martin has too many nightmares He lives in a fantasy There's a danger that he'll take too far His morbid curiosity He's seen too many creepy films He's read too many books Martin sleeps with all the lights on Martin's seen too many looks He lives out a strange obsession Tries hard to resist But Martin needs his strange obsession To exist (Kill, kill, kill) He's far too pale and far too frail To be a normal boy There's something shining in his eyes The things he'd like to say Martin had a lot to live down Growing up in a mining town Torches burning in the trees The shivering lust of blood He's the star of many horror movies But deep inside he's good There's an illness flowing through him That's there all the time And though he watches and he waits He knows he's not to blame The face at the window The hand under the bed Martin has hallucinations Dreams that he's dead He finds the hunger's at its worst When he's in bed (Kill, kill, kill) He's finding hard to keep control He knows it won't be long And his tongue rolls over his dry lips And the voice lingers on |
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| 11. |
| 7:05 |
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Searching through the memory books
Of photographs your lovers took Why play the game of place the pain When you end up feeling just the same Anyway Sleep comes so slowly now So hard to keep the eyelids down And you're hoping soon to drown the sound Of a voice you know that whispers in Your mind Oh, it was a sad, sad day The day you turned away And there was nothing in your eye You had told me once you found it impossible To cry I know you've been there and back I've been there too But it was never really deep in you To do those things you had to do And in your sleepy bedroom eyes I saw the signs And I lay awake all night In the cold Until the light burned my side And there was nothing There was nothing anymore And there was nothing Not a feeling As you glanced back from the door Move away to find another place That illustrates your point of view Surrounded by the little things That re-assure That reflect you Ooooo and there was nothing And there was nothing in my heart And there was nothing in my head The light in your eyes is changing all the time And I still have your smile Burned into my mind |
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| 12. |
| 8:16 |
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Oh God it's another night
And your head is feeling like a lump of lead. You should never have drunk those party-fours, You should have been home being good instead. Ever been in a deja vue in the end it's the same Oh yeah you ran out of your silver thins And you're trying to be so high class Though you need a bath and your hair's looking like string And though you're nearly broke You end up paying for all the drinks And you tell them "Oh its nothing, There's a million where those come from." And then you whisper to your longest-suffering friend "Please lend me a few quid..." Oh God it's another day And your stomach's feeling like a blown-up balloon. You should never have eaten that greasy food. The doctor told you that chili was bad for your blood. And you're standing at the chemist in Boots Coughing up your guts like you're at deaths door And all this for a packet of Do-Do's And the assistant gives you a wink And you turn bright red It's at time like this that you wish you were dead And you take the whole packet And you feel like you've drunk a bottle of bleach And you tell yourself "Never, never again." Not until next week anyway.. And you were never one for holding drink And you stagger off to the toilet And you throw up like it was Christmas And you miss the bowl and you hit your shoes And there's no paper towels What else can go wrong with you? It's a choice between a cab fare home And a packet of cigarettes So you choose and the money sticks In the machine and the manager says "Tough shit - drink up and leave." Oh god it's another disease And you just got rid of the last. You were beginning to feel Okay. And the friends you gave it to Were speaking to you again. You find yourself having sex in the back of a car And the girl underneath doesn't care who you are And you're nearly there and she still doesn't care And her chewing gum is getting stuck in your hair And there's something wrong, something that you've forgot Oh shit you've forgotten the rubber And you don't want a kid well deny it was you Oh Christ if your dad find out Then he'll make you stay in And do your homework And cut your hair And wear your school uniform out in the street What a fate worse than death Oh well, he can't hit you you can hit him back And play your records so loud All the ones that he especially hates Deep Purple in rock, Led Zeppelin too. Well even you hate those... Well, on second thought I think I'll leave home and go and live um... In America Because they earn more money there And you can get away with murder - yeah! [Be-bop singing] Oh, it's a mug's game [Be-bop singing] I Can't wait ‘til I'm twenty-one And then tell them all to sod off! |
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