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Bravo, Encore
all the ravers are still raving Game over, High scare so type your name in A perfume scented centipede We walk the same streets at the same speed. Dead as a doornail emmersed in flame. I was in no state to call and it burns a hole in my heart in my heart A ladder falls Just as i walk under A black cat dies are these drivers getting younger, like a sequal to another teen horror movie, but no blood is shed during the killers soliloquy. Dead as a doornail and dirt of a grave, I wasn't fit to call and the worms ate a hole in my heart in my heart I've been high as a kite but never the floor and the pupperteer holds on tight everytime the wind blows me, and i wouldn't come to close you might catch a cold, and the one remaining skill as the blowing ball rolls as the bowling ball rolls (ahhh) Dead asa doornail emmersed in flame, i was in no state to call. (cheering) Bravo, Encore all the ravers are still raving Game over, High score so type your name in A perfume scented centipede we walk the same streets at the same speed. |
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There are so many hours in the day
I know I've got work to do but hey My will to move, or even use my brain Is weathered by the eternal English rain And when the talk show ends, I scream Right at the screen for more pregnant teens I can't fall asleep it's almost 3 so I water the flowers out on the street I spent 5 hours on the net last night Avoiding the monsters under my bed with square eyes How fan-fucking-tabulous it is to be so scared of the dark like this I know I've got work to do, it's a bitch I'm staggering round, I can't find the switch And I spent 5 hours on the net last night Avoiding the monsters under the bed with square eyes Now I dare not stick my feet out the end, in case they bite and sing a monster song La-da-dup-ba-da-bow-ah There are so many hours in the day to address this problem in some way Some barbie doll talks of carb intake I turn it off, and for now, I'm ok |
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Did your lucky numbers arrive
In the roll of the dice In the fire of your eyes where there once was love I heard they kicked you out to the back road Of the Vampire Casino Still clutching thirteen chips and spitting blood You were climbing up a decent din A scarlet tear-drunk singing 'One day I will make the women throw' You were dialling up more endless ghosts of your past But it's left ringing 'Cos they see your name appear when the screen glows Did you hear the laughs and the gasps From a cast in the play You were a hit You were off-script and in love It was just two hours to go Before the Vampire Casino Took your hat, sat you down and sucked your blood |
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Black cap, snapping at the heels of the ladies
Rushing, windswept hair and scarves waving Big Issue man threw a salvation by a penny Please give what you can A penny if you have any Coffee aromas, swimming past the fruit stand Trag(?) at the corner in a pink polka-dot headband Schoolboys are mean, but who knows what they're hiding Time washes clean the masks in which we cry in Oh, will I be lost in twilight near Bold Oh, me oh my I always find myself on this road A fake American diner plays me Mr. Mustard But Orpheus is really an old accordion busker The Mayor recites a Shakespearean sonnet Saturday night, both feet caked in its own vomit Burberry check, curbside sex and police cars She cuts through the chaos, through the canvas like a shooting star All slow motion now, can't quite believe my black eye This dark angel landed and obviously missed a war cry Twinkle, twinkle little star How I wonder what you are Like a diamond in the sky Will I work it out alive Oh, will I be lost in twilight near Bold Oh, me oh my I always find myself on this road Oh, will I be lost in twilight near Bold Oh, me oh my I always find myself on this road |
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I climbed up the dizzy heights
Just me, and the moon in an empty sky The tiny cars, and trucks, and fairy lights As if the stars never learned how to fly And like a child lost in Tesco I'm walking down the middle of every aisle What I'm looking for, I don't know Just want my name to be passed around for a while I'm staring at a lady's face So young, but weathered, dead with fake tan Heavy earrings dangle, oh with no grace And she's pushing an empty pram Just like a child lost in Tesco But she's climbing up the dizzy heights Of the sweetness of going solo But oh, the bitterness of lonely nights, the bitterness of lonely nights The bitterness of lonely nights |
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Vela, don't blow away
The harbour's out of sight You're not the farthest point of light So shine your wondrous cosmic kite Vela triangulates positions in the night Before the ocean turns to ice Before the storm charges the price Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh... Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh... Ahhh, ahh, ahh, oooh.. Won't you turn on the radio Won't you turn on the radio Vela illuminates Speak me tongues of old Through a Red Sea Moses strolled But now the reckless waves control Vela, the story states you lead us to the shore And then a funfair shall be born So Vela, what's the rainpour for? Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh... (What's the rain pour for?) Ahhh, ahh, ahh, ahh... (What's the rain pour for?) Ahhh, ahh, ahh, oooh.. (What's the rain pour for?) Won't you turn on the radio Won't you turn on the radio Won't you turn on the radio Won't you turn on the radio Vela, don't blow away Vela, don't blow away |
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you were dancing like a dying matador
amongst an armada of four by fours we were running in the morning from the land of lego fugitives of rainbow road where all the golden pavestones littered rainbow glow but if it's every-fucking-where you go then surely it's no rainbow no 'hi there's or 'how do you do?'s just a blur when i was introduced to you no chats of weather or dissertation deadlines i knew we were leaving yeah, we were leaving me and madeleine and now i'm scribbling chick-lit-tle hearts i tell my friends and they all rip me apart paper aeroplanes launched across the bar with piss-take love notes embarrassing to say the least peeling the label of your orange reef we made a swift exit at double speed discussing rainbows no 'hi there's or 'how do you do?'s just a blur where i was introduced to you no chats of weather or dissertation deadlines i knew we were leaving yeah, we were leaving me and madeleine i knew we were leaving yeah, we were leaving me and madeleine i knew we were leaving yeah, we were leaving me and madeleine |
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I'm gonna play my card
I'm gonna walk the nine yards I'm gonna scribble in the dates in my diary I got a body in the trunk I gotta never ever get this drunk again All the whores of Babylon are gonna come and clip me in my sleep I gotta find a girl whom my eyes shine for But my shoes run from Get get away, get get get away from me I gotta find a girl whom my eyes shine for I gotta keep up with the scene I gotta never ever get too green The Queen's artillery men are keen to get busy As the world crumbles and falls William was right about the palace walls But it's the White House now that also seems ( .... ) Gotta quickly find a girl whom my eyes shine for But my shoes run from Get get away, get get get away from me I gotta find a girl whom my eyes shine for |
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