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Beetlebum
What you've done She's a gun Now what you've done Beetlebum Get nothing done You beetlebum just get numb Now what you've done Beetlebum (Chorus) And when she lets me slip away She turns me on all my violence is gone Nothing is wrong I just slip away and I am gone Nothing is wrong She turns me on I just slip away and I am gone Beetlebum Because you're young She's a gun Now what you've done Beetlebum She'll suck your thumb She'll make you come Coz, she's your gun Now what you've done Beetlebum (repeat chorus) |
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Streets like a jungle
So call the police Following the herd Down the Greece On holidays Love in the 90's Is paranoid On sunny beaches Take your chances Looking for Girls who want boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like they're girls Who do girls like they're boys Always should be someone you really love Avoiding all work Because there's none available Like battery thinkers Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers Nothing is wasted Only reproduced Get nasty blisters Du bist sehr shon But we haven't been introduced (chorus) |
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He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails Trying not to be sick again And holding on for tomorrow London ice cracks on a seamless line He's hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow ...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... She's a twentieth century girl With her hands on the wheel Trying not to make him sick again Seeing what she can borrow London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes But we're we're lost on the Westway So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow Trying not to be sick again And holding for tomorrow She's a twentieth century girl Hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow Jim stops and gets out the car, goes to a house in Emperor's gate, Through the door and to his room, Then he puts the TV on, Turns it off and makes some tea, Says Modern Life Is Rubbish I'm Holding on for tomorrow, Then Susan comes into the room, She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile, Says let's take a drive to Primrose Hill, It's windy there and the view's so nice, London ice can freeze your toes Like anyone I suppose I'm Holding on for tomorrow.. |
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Do you feel like a chain store? Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn’t very far There’s people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There’s wisdom there you’re sure ’Til the words start slurring And you can’t find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again |
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Where's the love song?
To set us free Too many people down Everything turning the wrong way around And I don't know what love will be But if we start dreaming now Lord knows we'll never leave the clouds [CHORUS:] And you've been so busy lately that you haven't found the time To open up your mind And watch the world spinning gently out of time Feel the sunshine on your face It's in a computer now Gone are the future, way out in space [REPEAT CHORUS] (x2) Tell me I'm not dreaming but are we out of time? (We're) out of time Out of time (x4) |
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Air cushioned soles
I bought them on the Portbello Road on a Saturday I stop and stare awhile A common pastime when conversation goes astray And don’t think I’m walking out of this She don’t mind Whatever I say, whatever I say I don’t really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever Blue, blue jeans I wear them every day There’s no particular reason to change My thoughts are getting banal, I can’t help it But I won’t pull out hair another day And don’t think I’m walking out of this She don’t mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don’t really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever If you don’t mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don’t really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever You know it’s to be with you Don’t give up on me yet Don’t think I’m walking out of this She don’t mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don’t really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever If you don’t mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don’t really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever You know it’s to be with you |
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I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet It wasn't easy but nothing is no When I feel heavy metal woo hoo And I'm pins and I'm needles woo hoo Well, I lie and I'm easy All of the time but I'm never sure Why I need you Pleased to meet you I got my head done whem I was young it's not broblem it's not broblem woo hoo When I feel heavy metal woo hoo And I'm pins I'm needles woo hoo Well I lie and I'm easy All of the time But I'm never sure why I need you Pleased to meet you yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah |
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Bugman I am an ex offender They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn’t know what to do Oh no You go hang around go round I’ll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I’ll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman I got no sent of existence I know the nodding dogs I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman The bu uh uh ug man I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah na na na na na oh oh... I go out in the city |
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Moscow's still red
The young man's dead Gone to heaven instead The evening news Says he was confused The motorways will all merge soon Lottery winner buys the moon They've come to save us The space invaders are here He thought of cars And where Where to drive them Who to drive them with There There was no-one no-one There's panic at London Heathrow Everybody wants to go Up into the blue But there's a ten year queue Columbia is in top gear It shouldn't snow this time of year America's shot She's gone and done the lot He thought of planes And where Where to fly to And who to fly there with And there There was no-one No-one |
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The death of the party Came as no surprise Why did we bother? Should have stayed away Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf The death of the teenager Standing on his own Why did he bother? Should have slept alone Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf ? |
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This is the next century
Where the Universal's free You can find it anywhere Yes, the future's been sold Every night we're gone And to karaoke songs How we like to sing along 'Though the words are wrong It really, really, really could happen Yes, it really, really, really could happen When the days they seem to fall through you Well, just let them go No-one here is alone Satellite's in every home Yes, the Universal's here Here for everyone Every paper that you read Says tomorrow's your lucky day Well, here's your lucky day It really, really, really could happen Yes, it really, really, really could happen If the days they seem to fall through you Well, just let them go |
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I can't feel
"Cos I am numb I can't feel "Cos I am numb So what's the worth in all of this What's the worth in all of this Sing to me So what's the worth in all of this If the child in your head If the child is dead Sing to me |
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This Is a Low
And into the sea goes pretty england and me Around the bay of biscay and back for tea Hit traffic on the dogger bank Up the thames to find a taxi rank Sail on by with the tide and go asleep And the radio says (chorus) This is a low But it won't hurt you When you are alone it will be there with you Finding ways to stay solo On the tyne forth and cramity There's a low in the high forties And saturday's locked away on the pier Not fast enough dear On the malin head, blackpool looks blue and red And the queen, she's gone round the bend Jumped off land's end (chorus x 3) |
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Tender Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is the day The demons go away Lord need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the ghost The ghost I love the most Hiding from the sun Waitingfor the night to come Tender is my heart I’m screwing up my life Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is my heart you know I’m screwing up my life Oh Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 |
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I see her face everyday
I see her face It doesn't help me I see her face everyday I see her face It doesn't help me She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her I think of her everyday I think of her It doesn't help me I think of her everyday I think of her It doesn't help me She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her She doesn't help me She doesn't help me She doesn't help me She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her She's so high She's so high She's so high I want to crawl all over her |
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The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps
So she takes the bus into the country Although she got herself rosy cheeks She didn’t leave enough money to pay the rent The landlord says that she’s out in a week What a shame she was just getting comfy Now she’s eating chocolate to induce sleep In a chemical world, It’s very, very, very cheap And I don’t know about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes It’s been a hell of a do They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes Peeping Thomas has a very nice view Across the street at the exhibitionist These townies they never speak to you Just stick together so they never get lonely Feeling lead, feeling quite light-headed Had to sit down and have some sugary tea In chemical world, in a chemical world It’s very, very, very cheap And I don’t know about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes It’s been a hell of a do They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes, yes I don’t know about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes It’s been a hell of a do They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes And now she’s found about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes Well I don’t know about you They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes Until you can see right through Until you can see right through Until you can see right through |
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Good Song
Waiting, I got no town to hide in The country's got a hold of my soul TV's dead and there ain't no war in my head And you seem very beautiful to me Sleeping but my works not done I could be lying on an atom bomb I'll take care Cause I know you'll be there You seem very beautiful to me It is the rest of your life keeps a rolling and rolling Picture in my pocket looks like you It is the rest of your life keeps a rolling, rolling, rolling along |
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Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... (Parklife!)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as... (Parklife!) John's got brewer's droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons - they love a bit of it. (Parklife!) Who's that gut lord marching? You should cut down on your porklife, mate, get some exercise! (Parklife!) CHORUS: All the people So many people And they all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife Know what I mean? I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (Parklife!) I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the house. (Parklife!) I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. (Parklife!) And then I'm happy for the rest of the day, safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it. CHORUS Parklife - Parklife! Parklife - Parklife! It's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now. Parklife - Parklife! And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round... Parklife - Parklife! chorus 두번 반복 |
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It’s six o’clock on the dot and I’m half way home
I feel foul mouthed as I stand and wait for the underground And a nervous disposition doesn’t agree with this I need something to remind me that there’s something else You need a holiday, somewhere in the sun With all the people who are waiting, there never seems to be one Say something, say something else Say something, say something else Advertisements are here for rapid persuasion If you stare too long you lose your appetite A nervous disposition doesn’t agree with this You need fast relief from aches and stomach pains I need a holiday, somewhere in the sun With all the people who are waiting, there never seems to be one Say something, say something else Say something, say something else You can have our holidays, yes ladies and gentlemen, for one day only, a special offer You need a holiday, somewhere in the sun With all the people who are waiting, there never seems to be one Say something, say something else Go on! Say something, say something else Say something, say something else Say something, say something else |
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A fervoured image of another world
Is nothing in particular now And imitation comes naturally But I never really stopped to think how And everyone is a clever clone A chrome coloured clone am I So in the abscence of a way of life Just repeat this again and again...and again Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene, all right I’m leaving town to run away Right into your twisted arms No queues and there’s no panic there Just dangling your feet in the grass My lack of natural luster now Seems to be losing me friends So in the abscence of a way of life Just repeat this again and again...and again Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene! Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene, all right Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene! |
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Stereotypes
The suburbs they are dreaming They're a twinkle in her eye She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye She wears a low cut T-shirt Runs a little B&B She's most accomodating when she's in her lingerie Wife-swapping is your future You know that it would suit ya Yes They're stereotypes There must be more to life All your life you're dreaming And then you Stop dreaming From time to time you know you should be Going on another bender The suburbs they are sleeping But he's dressing up tonight She likes a man in uniform He likes to wear it tight They're on the lovers' sofa They're on the patio And when the fun is over Watch themselves on video The neighbours may be staring But they are just past caring Yes The stereotypes There must be more to life All your life you're dreaming And then you Stop dreaming Time to time you know You're going on another bender Yes There must be more to life Than stereotypes |
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Trimm Trabb I got no style I’ll take my time All those losers on the piss again I dose dose away That’s just the way it is That’s just the way it is I’ve got trimm trabb Like the flash boys have And I can’t go back Let it flow, let it flow I sleep alone I sleep alone That’s just the way it is Just the way it is Just the way it is Just the way it is Just the way it is That’s just the way it is I got trimm trabb Like the flash boys have And I can’t go back Let it flow, let it flow I sleep alone I sleep alone... |
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So far
I've not really stayed in touch Well, you knew as much It's no surprise That today I get up around two From a lack of anything to do And I might as well just grin and bear it Cuz it's not worth the trouble of an argument And you Not really stayed in touch Well, I knew as much It's no surprise That today I get up around two With nothing to do Except get a touch of flu And I might as well just grin and bear it Cuz it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case, I'd rather wear it It's like a bad head in the morning And I know |
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All I want to be Is washed out by the sea
No Death Star over me Won't give me any peace All I want is light relief Put the crazies on the street Give them guns and feed them meat They'll shoot the Death Star down Dig a hole and put it down A thousand miles underground They say it's no game There's strange news from another star I'm lost, I'm lost There's strange news from another star Give me all your stuff Until I can't get up Watch the whole world freeze Counting tin cans in our sleep Submarines are diving deep And don't believe in me And don't believe in me All I've ever done is tame Will you love me all the same Will you love me though it's always the same They say it's no game There's strange news from another star I'm lost, I'm lost There's strange news from another star From another star From another star From another star ? |
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Battery In Your Leg
This is a ballad for the good times So put a battery in your leg Put a rock beat over anything Get it stuck there in your head You can be with me I got nothing to rely on I've broken every bone Everybody's stop believing But you know you're not alone You can be with me This is a ballad for the good times And all the dignity we had Don't get het up on the evil things You ain't coming back You can be with me If you want to be You can be with me... |
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