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We'd taken our clothes off
In the wrong order And you're leaving your shoes on To make you look taller I can't say I'm not Enjoying the kissing But I've a sneaky suspicion That you're not really listening I know I shouldn't Is this so wrong To break from your kiss To turn up a pop song I know I shouldn't And It's possibly wrong To break from your kiss To turn up a pop song I'm taking it slowly I'll be reading the signs I found my hand in a place Where I can't tell if she minds Rolling around amongst our clothes on the floor I can't help it "Have you heard this song before?" I know I shouldn't Is this so wrong To break from your kiss To turn up a pop song I know I shouldn't And It's possibly wrong To break from your kiss To turn up a pop song Then something angry Muttered Between two people, Red and flustered We'd just kissed And that's about it It may as well have been Radio static I know I shouldn't Is this so wrong To break from your kiss To turn up a pop song I know I shouldn't And It's possibly wrong To break from your kiss To turn up a pop song |
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He went out in a rush
And can't tell if it shows She's looking over a lot And he's still in his work clothes He can't talk to members of the opposite sex He starts to talk, they start to look perplexed So with his eyes on the prize, and just a glance at her breasts He walks over, and he says It's uncomfortable all night to sit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Move around like your shoes don't fit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Why is that cigarette unlit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit What's wrong? Scared to commit? Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Her friends are leaving, She decides she's not going She's been looking over a lot And hopes it's been showing She can't talk to members of the opposite sex She starts to talk, they start to look perplexed So with her eyes on the prize, and just a glance at her breasts She goes over, and she says: It's uncomfortable all night to sit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Move around like your shoes don't fit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit What's wrong? Scared to commit? Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit I don't care that your friends have split Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Here comes the really good bit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Move around like your shoes don't fit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit It's uncomfortable all night to sit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Why is that cigarette unlit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit I don't care that your friends have split Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Move around like your shoes don't fit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit What's wrong? Scared to commit? Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit It's uncomfortable all night to sit Get on the dancefloor, it's a direct hit Hit, hit, direct hit Hit, hit, direct hit Hit, hit, direct hit Hit, hit, direct hit |
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Friends, near complete family
At times they don't understand me Birthday, Christmas, they send all love We both know, it's just not enough I'd feel alive as part of a team St. Pauli, hear me scream Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! She, can't say she loves me Even though it's plain to see I'm saying it to her So she can say it back to me Sometimes our phone isn't quite what it seems I'd have companionship as part of a team Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! We are Hamburg school Sorry if my accent's flawed I learnt my German from a 7 inch record Sorry if my accent's flawed I learnt my German from a 7 inch record Sorry if my accent's flawed I learnt my German from a 7 inch record Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! Punk rock ist nicht tot! The kids don't like it, The kids don't like it What else can we do when the kids don't like it The kids don't like it, The kids don't like it What else can we do when the kids don't like it Ah yeah! |
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People in love, lie around and get fat
I didn't want us to end up like that This isn't the first time you've fallen apart Now you're indulging in just playing a part The more it happens, the easier it gets You can learn to enjoy this type of upset So pass me the wine, a cigarette too We've about a week and a half to get through To every girl, that's ever been with me I'm got over you all, eventually What becomes of the broken-hearted? They're drunk for a few weeks, And then back where they started So pass me the wine, a cigarette too We've about a week and a half to get through You can tell how bad you feel By how long you're in the shower You're in and out in minutes Whereas it used to take hours It's not the breaking up, It's the starting again Meeting new people, taking them out as a friend The more it happens, the easier it gets You can learn to enjoy this type of upset People in love, lie around and get fat I didn't want us to end up like that To every girl, that's ever been with me I've got over you, eventually What becomes of the broken-hearted? They're drunk for a few weeks, Then back where they started So pass me the wine, a cigarette too We've about a week and a half to get through You're just indulging in playing a part So pass me the wine, a cigarette too We've about a week and a half to get through People in love, lie around and get fat I didn't want us to end up like that The more it happens, the easier it gets You can learn to enjoy this type of upset |
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Late Sunday evening -
I only just feel like eating. Am I feeling unwell For what I've done or drunk or someone might tell I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight. I'm gonna find it hard to sleep. There's nothing that's been done that can't be undone you were sick now you're better there's work to be done There's nothing that's been done that can't be undone you were sick now you're better there's work to be done Everything has been shown to me With only a magazine for company Answers in the problem pages to problems I've been having for ages Late Sunday evening There's no way I'm gonna be sleeping Am I feeling unwell? For what I've done or drunk or someone might tell I'm gonna find it hard to sleep. There's nothing that's been done that can't be undone you were sick now you're better there's work to be done When I feel my friends Have been conspiring against me I break into their bedrooms And write in their diaries Everything's gonna be alright I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight Everything's gonna be alright but I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight Everything's gonna be alright I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight Phone later if you'd like 'cause I'm gonna find it hard to sleep tonight |
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I can get by without electricity
So you don't need to lend me money I'm out most of the day And it's not long until I get paid And you're cold, hungry, put on a coat My bread is stale you can tell it's not toast You're always welcome to crash on my floor There's no key or lock on the door I know what it looks like I can tell you're not impressed I don't know what I'm doing But it's feeling like success A pile of clothes just been laundered Drying damp in a bag in the corner I'd love some tea but you won't find a cup I've been using this saucepan to avoid washing up And you're cold, hungry, put on a coat My bread is stale you can tell it's not toast You're always welcome to crash on my floor There's no key or lock on the door I don't know what I'm doing But it's feeling like success Life is what you make it And I've made mine a mess Sunlight comes in a few hours a day But only I see it cause no one's awake On the floor strangers starting to surface Ashtrays and coffee cups sharing a purpose I'm young and nothing can harm me I sold all my records to pay for a party I'm still drunk but that's alright I've been staying out every night You're always welcome to crash on my floor There's no key or lock on the door I've been avoiding my grown-up problems As I have no idea how to solve them! I will survive I will survive I will survive I will survive I will survive I will survive I will survive I will survive I will survive |
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<You're only halfway
Through your working day I'm sorry honey But we both need your pay I'm sorry about everything I've put you through I'm sorry about getting by on making do Every day is just like starting over We try so hard but we keep on falling over Every day is just like starting over We try so hard but we keep on falling over Every day is just like starting over We try so hard but we keep on falling over You're worried and I have my doubts But I'm drunk when I text So I send 'post soothing out' I just had a nasty flashback We both used our cards for cash back Hard way to explain Why my pockets are full of change Every day is just like starting over We try so hard but we keep on falling over Every day is just like starting over We try so hard but we keep on falling over Every day is just like starting over We try so hard but we keep on falling over River deep and mountain high There's some lyrics that'll never apply 'Cause I don't lie awake at night With thoughts of river depth or mountain height Don't care what your parents say It won't always be this way, I Don't care what your parents say It won't always be this way, I Don't care what your parents say It won't always be this way, you're Only halfway through your working day I've met your parents And I know it sounds rough But I'm gonna be out, When they come for your stuff So cheer up now, it's not all doom and gloom They never got around to decorating your room |
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<Went to bed, as the sun rose
Woke up this morning in yesterday's clothes Up all night, sharing a secret You're on a promise, and I'm gonna keep it Unplug the alarm, or at least press reset There's no way I'm getting up yet Just another five, another five minutes That train's gone and we're not in it My heart can't take the strain Give me thirty minutes and we'll blame it on the... When we get there, no one will know That we didn't wash, and slept in our clothes I thought we both understood, a warm duvet just feels too good Up all night, sharing a secret You're on a promise, and I'm gonna keep it Just another five, another five minutes That train's gone and we're not in it My heart can't take the strain Give me thirty minutes and we'll blame it on the... Think of all the times they kept you waiting You could be in bed, it's so frustrating Just this once, let them take the blame Give me thirty minutes and we'll blame it on the... Stay with me, stay here with me Stay with me, stay here with me Go, go, don't go, stay here with me Stay, right here, with me Half an hour's not hard to explain Give me thirty minutes and we'll blame it on the... Half an hour's not hard to explain Give me thirty minutes and we'll blame it on the... Half an hour's not hard to explain Give me thirty minutes and we'll blame it on the... Outside, looks like rain Come under the covers, we'll blame it on the trains |
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Wet trousers in the washing machine,
but I'd rather be damp than seen in jeans. I'm grown up now but refuse to learn that those were just adolescent concerns. I'm possibly missing something someone should have told me. A record collection reduced to a mixed tape, headphones on I made my escape. I'm in a film of personal soundtrack. I'm leaving home and I'm never got a come back. I'm learning lyrics from the CD inlay to impress people with the stupid things I say. I'm grown up now but refuse to learn that those were just adolescent concerns. I'm possibly missing something someone should have told me. A record collection reduced to a mixed tape, headphones on I made my escape. I'm in a film of personal soundtrack. I'm leaving home and I'm never got a come back. I used to have a bedroom to hide in, but now I'm outside deciding. Older but wiser, this song's the decider. Is it the sound of a man wrestling with emotion, or the sound of him losing and causing commotion? I'm nothing to my peers, but envy and hatred. How many girls have they seen naked? I'm grown up now but refuse to learn that those were just adolescent concerns. I'm possibly missing something someone should have told me. A record collection reduced to a mixed tape, headphones on I made my escape. I'm in a film of personal soundtrack. I'm leaving home and I'm never got a come back. |
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You want to sleep and I do too
But I can't because I've got something to prove I should be flattered that you feel like this Satisfied by just a goodnight kiss I can't sleep because I've started to question Whether your ex-boyfriends let you get this much resting I'm not going to let you sleep I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets In the morning you'll still be here But you're sleeping now, you've made that clear I should be flattered that it's come to this Where you're satisfied by just a goodnight kiss I'm not going to let you sleep I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets I'm not going to admit defeat I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets You're asleep, I wish I was too But I can't because I've got something to prove I tried to wake you with a really loud cough I accidentally set your alarm clock off I can't sleep because I've started to question Whether your ex-boyfriends let you get this much resting I'm not willing to admit defeat I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets In the morning you'll still be here But you're sleeping now, you've made that clear I should be flattered that it's come to this Where you're satisfied by just a goodnight kiss I'm not going to admit defeat I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets I'm not going to let you sleep I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets I should be flattered that it's come to this Where you're satisfied by just a goodnight kiss In the morning you'll still be here But you're sleeping now, you've made that clear I'm not going to admit defeat I'm pulling on blankets and tugging on sheets |
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