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Thinking back, thinking of you
Summertime think it was June Yeah think it was June Laying back, head on the grass Chewing gum having some laughs Yeah having some laughs. You made me feel like the one Made me feel like the one The one You made me feel like the one Made me feel like the one The one Drinking back, drinking for two Drinking with you When drinking was new Sleeping in the back of my car We never went far Didn't need to go far You made me feel like the one Made me feel like the one The one You made me feel like the one Made me feel like the one The one I don뭪 know where we are going now I don뭪 know where we are going now Wake up call, coffee and juice Remembering you What happened to you? I wonder if we뭠l meet again Talk about life since then Talk about why did it end You made me feel like the one Made me feel like the one The one You made me feel like the one Made me feel like the one The one I don뭪 know where we are going now I don뭪 know where we are going now So take a look at me now |
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Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Trying to make the other side? Ever seen a young girl growing old Trying to make herself a bride? So what becomes of you my love When they have finally stripped you of The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Once I was a young man And all I thought I had to do was smile Well you are still a young girl And you've bought everything in style So once you think you're in you're out 'Cause you don't mean a single thing without The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Sing a song of six-pence for your sake And drink a bottle full of rye Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake 'em all in a pie They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you |
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There's things I want, There's things I think I want, There's things I have, There's things I wanna have, Do I want the dreams? The ones were forced to see? Do I want the perfect wife? The word perfect, ain't quite right Shopping every day, take it back the next break, They say the more you fly, The more you risk your life I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling A house I've seen, Another coulda' been, You drenched my head, And said what I said, You said that life is what you make of it, Yet most of us just fake I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling I'm just looking, I'm not buying, ooh, I'm just looking, Keeps me trying I'm just looking, I'm not buying, ooh, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling There's things I want, There's things I think I want, There's things I have, There's things I wanna have, They say the more you fly, The more you risk your life Well I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling |
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San Francisco Bay Past pier thirty nine
Early p.m.Can`t remember what time Got the waiting cab Stopped at the red light Address, unsure of But it turned out just right * * * It started straight off Coming here is hell That`s his first wordsWe asked what he meant He said where ya` from? We told him our lot When ya` take a holiday Is this what you want? * * * So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Lie around all day Have a drink to chase Yourself and tourists, yeah That`s what I hate He said We`re going wrong We`ve all become the same We dress the same ways Only our accents change So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day * * * Swim in the ocean That be my dish I drive around all day And kill processed fish It`s all money gum No artists anymore You`re only in it now To make more, more, more So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day... Have a nice day..... |
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There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time A pebble beach, we're underneath, a pier that's just been painted red Where I heard the news for the first time And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He'll always be 23, yet the train runs on and on Past the place they found his clothing There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time Today And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He's gone away |
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| 4:33 |
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I've been down and
I'm wondering why These little black clouds Keep walking around With me With me It wastes time And I'd rather be high Think I'll walk me outside And buy a rainbow smile But be free They're all free So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home I look around at a beautiful life Been the upperside of down Been the inside of out But we breathe We breathe I wanna breeze and an open mind I wanna swim in the ocean Wanna take my time for me All me So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home |
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| 7. |
| 3:53 |
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You don’t know what it’s been like
Meeting someone like you You don’t know what it’s been like Meeting someone like you You look like Jesus on an aeroplane Ya head’s against the window pane You got opinions but you ain’t got news You got good laughs but when it suits you You turn it on like a leaking tap Dripping dropping people drop of a hat You gotta mouth but you ain’t got guts That drunken mouth you should keep it shut You don’t know what it’s been like Meeting someone like you You don’t know what it’s been like Meeting someone like you Superman on an aeroplane Sitting next to Lois Lane You got that woman but you want her gone So you can sleep with a teenage blonde You wear a mask, wear an armoured suit Can’t get to you with the gun I shoot Ya play your cards close to your chest Because ya poker face is a dreary mess You don’t know what it’s been like Meeting someone like you You don’t know what it’s been like Meeting someone like you ... You don’t know what it’s been like Meeting someone like you You don’t know what it’s been like Meeting someone like you Meeting someone like you....... Meeting someone like... ah ah ah aah... ooh.. Superman on an aeroplane Sitting next to Lois Lane You got that woman but you want her gone So you can fuck a teenage blonde You turn it on like a leaking tap Dripping dropping people drop of a hat You gotta mouth but you ain’t got guts That drunken mouth you should keep it shut |
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| 8. |
| 3:33 |
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I've never been here before
Didn't know where to go Never met you before I've never been to your home That smells not unknown Foot steps made of stone Walking feels familiar You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new People drinking on their own Push buttons on the phone Was I here once before Is that my voice on the phone That last drink on my own Did I ever leave at all Confusions familiar You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new So what's new to you? Whats new to you? Whats new to you |
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| 9. |
| 3:35 |
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I’d just turned twenty six and she was twenty three
She wore a crucifix but never preached at me We’d stay up all the night until the day was dead I’d get the fear of God inside my broken head Wanna fly away And change my ways I’ll beat myself to death while she sits next to me I wanna free myself from all this misery I wanna taste the love but life’s against up me But I am my own worst enemy I try to get some sleep her arms are over me I’m staring at the walls they're closing in on me This sun bleeds through the blinds that washes over me Today’s the day I tell myself to set me free Wanna fly away And change my ways I’ll beat myself to death while she sits next to me I wanna free myself from all this misery I wanna taste the love but life’s against up me But I am my own worst enemy (Feel .. Wanna feel it .. wanna feel it .. wanna feel it ...) I wanna fly away And change my ways I’ll beat myself to death while she sits next to me I wanna free myself from all this misery I wanna taste the love but life’s against up me But I am my own worst enemy .. Worst enemy .. Worst enemy .. Worst enemy! |
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| 10. |
| 3:43 |
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Travelling through a tunnel under sea
You never know the cracks in half You're never gonna see me But you can have it all if you like You can have it all if you like And you can pay for it the rest of your life I wouldn't believe your wireless radio I have had myself a flying giraffe We'd have one in a box with a window But you can have it all if you like You can have it all if you like And you can pay for it the rest of your Life in the summers on its back You'd had to agree that life's the crack So take what you want Not coming back So you can have it all if you like you can have it all if you like and you can pay for it the rest of your life |
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| 4:30 |
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You fly with angel's wings
You've got my blood in your veins And your eyes see everything And they shine like diamond rings You're my Sunday, make my Monday come alive Just like Tuesday you're a new day, wakes me up Wednesday's raining, Thursday's yearning, Friday nights Then it all ends at the weekend, you're my star Sometimes, I cave right in ('Times I cave right in) But this fight you have to win (This time we have to win) And your songs you love to sing May your dreams forever live You're my Sunday, make my Monday come alive Just like Tuesday you're a new day, wakes me up Wednesday's raining, Thursday's yearning, Friday nights Then it all ends at the weekend, you're my star You're my star, yes you are It's a thrill to see your imagination Just watching you is an education What's in your mind is my fascination It blows my mind it sets my heart to racing You're my Sunday, make my Monday come alive Just like Tuesday you're a new day, wakes me up Wednesday's raining, Thursday's yearning, Friday nights Then it all ends at the weekend, you're my star |
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| 4:27 |
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You line them up, look at your shoes,
You hang names on your wall, then you shoot them all, You fly around in planes that bring you down, to meet me, Who loves you? like me crashing to the ground, Are you so lonely? you don't even know me, But you'd like to stone me, Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it really is? Before you go on home, I used to treat you right, give you my time, But when I turned my back on you, Then you do what you do, You've just enough, in my own view, education to perform, I'd like to shoot you all, And then you go home, with you on your own, What do you really know? Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it really is? Before you go on home, And then you go home, with you on your own, What do you even know? Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it is? Why don't you tell it like it really is? Before you go on home, Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it really is? Why don't you tell it like it always is? Before you go on home. Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it really is? Why don't you tell it like it always is? Before you go on home. |
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I'd like to know what it's all about?
What's out there? Am I gonna get old and laugh? About something Will I get me a boy or a girl? Or not either? Will I get what I want from this world? I'm a day dreamer Then I watch the old couple dance Step on my old size nines and I'll take you 'round I'd like to know what you're all about? What's up there? Are you gonna get old and laugh? Without a care Will you get you a boy or a girl Or not either? Will you get what you want from this world? A day dreamer? Then I watch the old couple dance Step on my old size nines and I'll take you 'round I'd love to know what we're all about We all have done Am I gonna get old and laugh? With someone? Think I'll get me a boy and a girl Or not either? Will I get what I want from this world? I'm a daydreamer Then I watch the old couple dance Step on my old size nines and I'll take you 'round |
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| 4:40 |
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Ever dance with the devil baby? Oh no
Make my day Do you feel lucky? Oh no Tomorrow's another day Can you walk on water maybe? Oh no Turn water into wine? Can I buy you a drink there lady? Oh no Can you tell me another lie? So be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star Be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star Have I seen you somewhere baby? Oh no I need another line Are you living the dream there lady? Oh no Can I tell you what's inside? So be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star Be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star Stop the car there baby! Oh no You can't handle the truth So what's the point then lady? Oh no If ya can't stand to play and lose So be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star So be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star Be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star Be my Devil Angel Be my shooting star Bye bye Angel Be my Devil |
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Did we lose ourselves again?
Did we take in what's been said? Did we take the time to be, All the things we said we'd be? So we bury hopes in sand And my future's in my hands It means nothing It means nothing You can find yourself a God But you leave in which one you want Cause they love you all the same They just go by different names Did ya fly your flag today? Are you proud or just ashamed? It means nothing It means nothing It means nothing It means nothing It means nothing If I haven't got you If I haven't got you If I haven't got you If I haven't got you The sun sets in the sky You're the apple of my eye If the bomb goes off again Blows my brain around the train And I hope that I'm with you Cause I wouldn't know what to do It means nothing It means nothing It means nothing It means nothing It means nothing If I haven't got you If I haven't got you If I haven't got you If I haven't got you |
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Standing at the bus stop with my shopping
in my hands when I'm overhearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly you can hear them in the school yard scrap yard chip shop phone box in the pool hall at the shoe stall every corner turned around it started with a school girl who was running running home to her mam and dad told them she was playing in the change room of her local football side they said tell us again so she told them again they said tell us the truth they found it hard to believe cause he taught our steve he even trained me taught uncle john who's father of three but it only takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees you see it in the class room in the swimming pool where the matchstick men are made at the scouts hall at the football where the wise we trust are paid they all honour his name he did a lot for the game he got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they are ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust behind the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees wake up and smell the rain shake up he's back to stay he hasn't been on a holiday his growing seeds don't believe why he's been away in the school yard change room playing fields bathroom phone box office blocks corner turned around they keep doubting the flame tossing the blame got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they're ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches it only takes one match to burn A thousand trees |
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| 3:39 |
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So it started with the immigration information bore
You gotta know Gambling floor, then to the S T U D I O 54 You gotta go Now we're leaving L A S Vegas two times Crazy horse too spent us dry Vietnam vet taxi ride L A S Vegas So parted at the ground floor, front door, car hire room for four We gotta go Rambling slow then to the LA marquis all the imitation folk We gotta go. Now we're leaving L A S Vegas two times Crazy horse too spent us dry Vietnam vet taxi ride L A S Vegas Leave Leave Leave Leave Now we're leaving L A S Vegas two times Crazy horse too spent us dry Vietnam vet taxi ride Come again we'll make you fly Vietnam vet taxi ride Crazy horse too spent us dry L A S Vegas two times |
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| 4:54 |
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We all face the same way
Still it takes all day I take a look to my left, pick out the worst and the best She paints her lip, greasy and thick Another mirror stare, and she's going where? Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare? You talk dirty to a priest?It makes them human at least But is she running away, to start a brand new day? Or is she going home? Why's she driving alone? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's gotta be somewhere She got a body in the boot, or just bags full of food? Those are model's legs, but are they women's are they men's? She shouts down the phone, missed a payment on the loan She gotta be above the rest, keeping up with the best Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's gotta be somewhere Waits tables for a crook? Wrote a hardback book? You teach kids how to read? Or sell your body on the street? A nurse without a job? Another uptown snob? But have I got you all wrong? One look and you were gone Is anyone going anywhere? X 3 Everyone's gotta be somewhere |
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I get camping eyes in the final hour
Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower The fuss they make, you'd swear they were buying a car They always moan, moan it's not so cheap Cheaper still, cheaper still down the street Lose my rag and tell them take your bag and shop down there Closing down, they're closing down another road One way, system steals the show Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest The flower man sits down in the street Surrounded by, the stock he bought last week Bring back the ladies wearing lipstick on their teeth Make up, we make up a crappy joke Sit back, relax and have a smoke Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest I get camping eyes in the final hour Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest |
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Ever seen a blind man cross the road
trying to make the other side Ever seen a young girl growing old trying to make herself a bride So what becomes of you my love When they have finally stripped you of The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Once I was a young man and all I thought I had to do was smile Well you are still a young girl and you bought everything in style So once you think you're in you're out 'cause you don't mean a single thing without the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Sing a song of six-pence for your sake And drink a bottle full of rye Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake them all in a pie They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you |
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Mary Mary where you been
You've been out all night You ain't got no sleep I've been dancing in the hills At a place I know She said 'and that's the place Where the fire flies glow' Had to slap my white face Pull my head from the clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bring me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night She's been married not once Not twice, but three And that's the livin' lovin' woman I want me to be There were pictures and paintings Of freaks like me So I drank with my devil For my company Had to slap my white face Pull my head from my clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night |
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It's your time
It's your day It's never too late To change lanes How's your life? How's your place? Was it where you wanted Your head to lay? But wait, you can breathe You can see what I can see Don't waste your time You can't make back If you could rewind your time Would you change your life? Do you like you? Do you love your wife? Or did you pick what You're told was right? Dream and be What you feel Don't you compromise What you wanna be 'Cause change is okay What's the point in staying the same Regrets, forget what's dead and gone If you could rewind your time Would you change your life? If Jesus rode in on a camel today With your cross on his shoulder Time to take you away Have you done all you wanted? Are you happy and warm? Do you miss someone special You don't see anymore? Have you blood on your hands? Do you dream of white sands? Can you sleep well at night? Have you done all you can? The place I was born in Stays crooked and straight I see innocent blue eyes Go blind everyday Rewind your time Would you change your life Today? |
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| 3:35 |
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Stop tap drink back eye on you
You're out to find that something new Am i the fly you want trapped in your web I've seen that look a thousand times Your innocence can make you blind I can show you round a block or two Let me introduce you to my friends Let me buy you things, let me in your head Let us fly away let this never end My friend My friend Kick back think back look at you You got the look you got the shoes I'd like to fill your world and be with you Your lust for life just turns me on A star above that's shining on Think i'd like to see the world like you Let me introduce you to my friends Let me buy you things, let me in your head Let us fly away let this never end My friend My friend |
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I'm just lying here
Thinking to myself again I'm round the bend I've been driving round Talking to myself again Not making no sense What makes you and What makes me What makes men lie Through their teeth And what makes ten-ton birds Fly me across the sea And who's to say, that if the sun went out today That all the movie stars would drive their cars away Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade What's going down? What's going around? I'm climbing the wall I'm just standing here Looking at myself again I'm going blind I'm just sitting here Playing with myself again It's turning me on So what makes you and what makes me What makes women lie through their teeth And what makes ten-ton ships Sail me across the sea And who's to say, that if the sun went out today That all the movie stars would drive their cars away Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade What's going down? What's going around? I'm climbing the wall So what makes you and what makes me What makes people lie through their teeth And what makes ten-ton trains Rail me under the sea And who's to say, that if the sun went out today That all the movie stars would drive their cars away Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade What's going down? What's going around? I'm climbing the wall |
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I'm Black and blue
From the wind and the rain I said I'm sorry for All the lies and the pain I never ever meant to make you cry If I could take it back You know I would I'd rather burn up and die So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me You sound a cross, it's a cross I bear Your drinking hard, your up late Without a hope or a care Your making do, to please who Hope it makes you smile Your not around for long, You gotta savour what's gone And move your life right along So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me I'm lost and cold And getting old My head is full of lies I told I've been down, been around But I've fallen on my Own two feet, i felt I Left you out to drown I never meant for that I look around, sometimes I stare I think back, now and then, I hope You know I care I walked away that day Time to treat you right But you were on your track It was me turning back I left you freezing outside So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me Never get over me Never get over me But you were on your track, it was me turning back I left you freezing outside So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me (repeat to fade) |
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Idolise - Tabloid lies
From God to art We need a star You're in my soul You're in my mind I walk on water Every night... Moviestar - Don't know where you are... Moviestar - Don't know who you are... I love your taste I love your shape I love the things about you All the critics hate You fill my mind I once was blind You turn my water Into wine... Moviestar Don't know where you are... Moviestar Don't know who you are... You don't know what it's like needing you... You're such a star - moviestar You cut me high You blow my mind You make my mundane life All worthwhile You give me reason Give me rhyme I'd do anything for you Just give me a sign Moviestar - Don't know where you are... Moviestar - Don't know who you are... |
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salt grips the road awaits his lift again street orange glow shades the odds against one
more sip a shoe a miss a shaving nick one extra kiss who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you swings don't swing the parks been dead for years how do you know the last swing weren't your last for good hard book on freaks fresh summer peach creased magazine sugar chocolate treat who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you the street's so long where she lost her pocket purse kept the last picture of the man she committed first cracked windscreen rain french murder play junk take away tired street parades who's to know whatever! whatever! not up to me not up to you not up to anything we do |
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| 3:54 |
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Remember when we were angels
Before we stole cars And when sex and drugs Lived up in another world... not a care in the world Hide and seek, kissing and running Till you were out of breath In the late night day sun Until you Mamma called you home... and you didn't wanna go Fly High Be my getaway Gotta getaway Fly High Be my getaway Gotta getaway Coppers, robbers, cowboys and Indians Hanging round the corner Of the street you lived How come it felt so far away... just a stone throw away Your best friend wasn't someone you worked with And money from your old man Would burn a hole in yer pocket all day... Not a single debt to pay Fly High Be my getaway Gotta getaway... |
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i stopped to fill my car up the car felt good that day i didn't know where i was going but it felt good for a change a five and a pocket full of silver i paid the lady no change and then it started to piss down i started driving again and then i looked up and looked in the mirror behind me a man round forty in the back seat must have stepped in when i was empty so why's he sat there just waiting likely to smash my face in he had a bag full of money he said just drive me away i didn't know where i was going yet it felt good to be strange and still i look up and look in the mirror behind me curiosity is over he stepped down from the car he pulled a gun from his jacket said i was going to die it gives me so much satisfaction to watch you beg and cry well i just made up this story to get your attention makes me smile i never looked up or looked in the mirror behind me |
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I'm looking good, got my shoulders back, A few more drinks, I'm up to dance, I get the eye as I lift my glass, the first time in six months, She looks again I start to shake, My shoulders twitching, I'm on my way, I glance behind me for safety sake, To see a clock the size of a plane, The night is young more fish in the sea, Who's to say she wasn't looking at me? I sink my head back into my glass, Get into shape for that first dance, I turn away, I look to the south, I pull my foot from out of my mouth, To my surprise she's standing beside me Asking if I'd like to dance. I'm standing in a hall of smoke, Her tongues in my mouth, I'd love to choke, Her knight approaches us on foot, He left his side kick at the brook. He offered me a cigarette I said I'm far too young to smoke, So he tried to entertain me, Told me one more crappy... Joke in my ear, except the joke wasn't clear, Set the joking aside should I run? should I hide? Decided to stay, rub it straight in his face, What he thought was the case was an easy mistake. I'd just like to try some carrot cake and wine, Can't I try, taste my carrot cake and wine Looking good, not looking back, Knight of hers took her off to dance, I get the eye as I lift my glass, But not for the last time, She looks again, too drunk to shake, My legs are twitching, my eyes are fake, I glance behind me for safety sake To see my girlfriends tongue in the face of a friend, Who was far from a man, Should I hide? should I run? Must have seen what I've done, Decided to stay, looked her straight in the face, What I thought was the case was an easy mistake. I'd just like to try some carrot cake and wine, Can't I try, taste my carrot cake, Why can't I try? Why should I lie? Taste my, try some, buy my Carrot cake and wine |
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| 3:41 |
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Billy Daveys Daughter
by Stereophonics I never knew her name I only knew her fame she lived near my town another goldfish to drown well I just past the bridge that parts us from them the bridge that she used again and again again I remember when they found her billy davey's daughter the word gets around billy davey's second daughter threw herself to dirty water billy's left with nothing but a dream he dreams |
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| 2:52 |
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Going down, la na na
Going down, la na na na na I used to buy my sweets and candy treats at Raymond's shop I used to pass there every day The time has come to buy a gun and hold up Raymond's shop Looks like I will be going away Going down, la na na Going down, la na na na na It's been two years my minds not clear I'll stop at Raymond's shop It's boarded up, he's gone away The words got out and there's no doubt it came from Raymond's shop Looks like our little boys will play Play away, away Play away, away It's turned about, it's back on you Your famous 15 times by 2 You ask around to find the truth And all the fingers point at you You're sick, you're low, my minds made up Your two years down, I'm back in luck I wouldn't save you if you drown I hope you like your time gone down |
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| 3:43 |
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I don′t know why I let you go You said you′d wait I said I′d hope you would We talked ′til late until we walked away What′s meant to be will be the same And I feel like stone Yes I feel ice cold I pick myself up from the ground Sick to death of lying down And now I have to find you once again You′ve in my soul You′ve in my mind But I don′t know where you are now You′ve in my soul You′ve in my mind But I don′t know where you are now Driving round and round until its dawn To look for you in rooms we used to go I held you back, I had to set you free But now I know what′s meant to be And I feel like stone Yes I feel ice cold I pick myself up from the ground Sick to death of lying down And now I have to find you once again You′ve in my soul You′ve in my mind But I don′t know where you are now You′ve in my soul You′ve in my mind But I don′t know where you are now You′ve in my soul You′ve in my mind But I don′t know where you are now You′ve in my soul You′ve in my mind But I don′t know where you are now |
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| 4:36 |
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I'll drink another drink for you
One, two, three, four, five, once I drank a fish alive I'll drop another pill for you Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, did it before, I'll do it again I'll tell another joke for you Did you hear the one about the one that looks like you I'll sleep with sleep arounds for you Why don't you scratch my back and chew the tongue I chew I'm alright I'm alright I'll tell another lie for you Tell you what you wanna hear, but that don't make it true I'll wear another smile for you That way you know I'm fine, and having fun with you I'll draw another line for you That way you know I'm hip, that way you know I'm cool I'll smoke another smoke for you I'll blow back in your mouth and you can blow back too I'm alright I'm alright You gotta go there to come back I'll take another punch for you Tie my hands behind my back, that way you cannot lose I'll make another pound for you So you can drive your motor car, and drive you to the moon I'm alright I'm alright You. Me. Us. Free... we're alright, alright Love. Pain. Hate. Rain... we're alright, alright Give. Take. Time. Place... we're alright, alright |
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| 4:04 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar
The first time ever I saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes. And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave, To the dark and the endless sky, my love. And the first time ever I kissed your mouth, I felt the earth move through my hands. Like the trembling heart of a captive bird That was there at my command. And the first time ever I lay with you, I felt your heart so close to mine. And I know our joy would fill the earth, And last till the end of time, my love. The first time ever I saw your face |
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| 3:58 |
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weeks too long, not to ring
Re-colours her hair, and waits for him Not cat against dog, just head over heels Sex twice a day, best time in years Oh no, why hasn't he phoned? She has to wait until he's on his own Lying and Denying so nobody knows I'll tell her this week is what he tells Her to keep her on loan He'll buy her one day Sex drives, oral highs, cheating wife's spouse Cream cakes, coffee days, throwing gifts, goodbye Pass the way for the day had a change of kind Sex change, to mundane for the average mind Oh no, she just can't see Where he is and where he's been Looked prim and straight Like she's always been All that she saved for went missing again She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong It looks like, It looks like, It looks like the worlds gone wrong They found a body in the lake maybe it wasn't really his name Same colour, same weight, same size feet It's the not knowing that kills you Oh no the clocks stopped slow, everytime you're on your own ya' hide from the spies so nobody knows Scratch through the pages on the lazy days news for a clue Still looking for you |
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| 18. |
| 3:15 |
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She Takes Her Clothes Off
she's got another fantasy she lives in flat number twenty three picked first prize for carnival queen and now she takes her clothes off collects the covers off her magazines she longs to be another teenage dream the problem is she's turning forty three she still takes her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said i'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me she loved to have her little fantasies she longed to be the wife of jimmy dean but jimmys head sits in jimmys knees she loves to take her clothes off police are looking round at twenty three they found her hanging from her swollen feet they saw her dance last in woolworth street, she loved to take her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said I'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me everybody's gonna wanna dance with me eveybody wants to be the carnival queen everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen we all read the books, she takes her clothes off one by one.. |
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| 4:33 |
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we wait to wake to get a ride in the rain
buy a ticket they can check we can claim so we don't spend what's our own for a seat a place to stop a green light a red cross they run around naked doing old things like the ones before wait for a break so you can take a little something that'll make your next break come along a little quicker than the one before wait for an answer spy a sweet dancer as she walks from the door of the hall wish you waited for your wedding vows so hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? we wait to get warm the car starts from cold stall to make a first move magazines made the rules to make us lose wait for your dream man the house you could both plan the car in the sales ad the wet dream with the man you wished that you had a watched pot never boils sugars seconds to dissolve see your appetite lost foods relevance is lost inside so hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? so join the queue me and you wait in line it takes our time to be satisfied |
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