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there's too many people planning your downfall when your spirit's on trial these nights can be frightening sleep transports sadness to some other mid-brain but somebody here will not be here next year so you stand by the board full of fear and intention if you think that they're listening well you've got to be joking oh you understand change and you think it's essential but when your profession Is humiliation Say the wrong word to our children ... We'll have you, oh yes, we'll have you Lay a hand on our children And it's never too late to have you Mucus on your collar A nail up through the staff chair A blade in your soap And you cry into your pillow To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief Say the wrong word to our children ... We'll have you, oh yes, we'll have you Lay a hand on our children And it's never too late to have you To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief To be finished would be a relief I'm very glad the spring has come The sun shines out so bright All the birds that are on the trees Are singing for delight |
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| 3:43 |
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you don't know a thing about their lives they live where you wouldn't dare to drive you shake as you think of how they sleep but you write as if you all lie side by side reader - meet author, with the ope of hearing sense but you may be feeling let-down by the words of defence he says "no one ever sees me when i cry" you don't know a thing about their lives books don't save them, books aren't Stanley knives but if a fight broke out here tonight you'd be the first away because you're that type and the year 2000 won't change anyone here as each fabled promise flies so fast you'll swear it was never there have you ever escaped from a shipwrecked life? so safely with your software miles from the front line you hear the way the sad voice sings and you start to imagine things oh any excuse to write more lies |
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| 4:46 |
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He's just too good-natured and He's got too much money and He's got too many girlfriends I'm jealous, that's all Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing He's got many girlfriends He thinks he owns this city He overspeeds and he never gets pulled over Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Have you seen him go, though, oh ? Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing He thinks he got the whole world in his hands Stood at the urinal He thinks he got the whole world in his hands And I'm gonna ... kill him ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh, no ! Oh .... Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing He's just too good-looking He's just too good-looking He's just too good-looking, and And, and ... Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing Boy racer Boy racer, oh We're gonna kill this pretty thing |
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| 6:53 |
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You fight with your right hand And caress with your left hand Everyone I know is sick to death of you With a tear that's a mile wide In the kite that you're flying Everyone I know is sick to death of you Ever since You don't look the same You're just not the same, no way You say clever things and You never used to You don't catch what I'm saying When you're deafened to advice Everyone here is sick to the Back teeth of you With a tear that's a mile wide In the kite that you're flying Everyone here is sick to the Tattoo of you Ever since You don't look the same You're just not the same, no way You say pleasant things and There is no need to Still, you fight with your right hand And caress with your left hand Ooh, ooh ... Sad to say ... How once I was in love with you Sad to say ... You don't catch what I'm saying When you're deafened to advice Ooh, ooh ... Ever since You don't look the same You're just not the same, no way What the hell have They stuck into you ? |
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| 3:17 |
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Head in the clouds, and a mouthful of pie Head in a blouse, everybody loves him I see why Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave "I love Karen, I love Sharon" on the windowscreen With never the need to fight or to question a single thing Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave He'd love to touch, he's afraid that he might self-combust I could say more, but you get the general idea Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Dagenham, Dagenham Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Dagenham, Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dave, oh, Dagenham, dagenham Dagenham Dave Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dave, oh, Dave, oh, Dave Oh, Dave |
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| 4:08 |
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Compare the best of their days
With the worst of your days You won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low This is you on a bad day, you on a pale day At least remember ... Just do your best and don't ... The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair Don't worry, oh And again, you won't win Against the worst of how you are See the best of how they look With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ... Don't worry, oh This is you on a drab day, you in a drab dress Just do your best and don't ... The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair Just do your best and don't ... The way you watch yourself is oh, so unfair Don't worry, oh Just do your best and don't ... Don't worry, oh The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair Just do your best and don't ... Do your best and don't Don't worry, oh |
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| 3:43 |
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I turn the music down; and I don't know why, this is my house I turn the music down; and I don't know why, this is my house The best friend on the payroll No, no, no, it's not gonna work out It's not gonna work out No, no, no, no The best friend on the payroll Oh, no, no, no, it's not gonna work out It's not gonna work out More breakfast in bed, and I'll bring the paper in later The best friend on the payroll Oh, no, no, no, it's not gonna work out It's not gonna work out No, no, no, no The best friend on the payroll Oh, no, no, no, it's not gonna work out It's not gonna work out More breakfast in bed, and I'll bring the paper in later The best friend on the payroll No, no, no, it's not gonna work out It's not gonna work out No, no, no, no The best friend on the payroll No, no, no, no, it's not gonna work out It's not gonna work out |
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| 10:01 |
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You were a boy before you became a man I don't see the joy And you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around and they were gone Again ... A sick boy should be treated So easily defeated Oh, I just don't understand So you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around You were alone Again ... And you ran back to Ma Which set the pace for the rest of your days Oh, you ran back to Ma Which set the pace for the rest of your days Oh, you ran back to Ma Which set the pace for the rest of your days And now, there is something that you should know There is something that you should know The girl of your dreams is Here all alone Girl of your dreams is Here all alone The girl of your dreams is Sad and all alone The girl of your dreams is Here all alone There is something that you should know There is something that you should know Girl of your dreams is Here all alone The girl of your dreams is Sad and is all alone The girl of your dreams is Sad and is feeling all alone Oh, there is something that you should know Help me, help me, help me ... |
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