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We don't ask for a lot but we get even less,
Dirty child playing in a rubbish dump dress, Rich in heart but poor in practice, Always last in your perfect rat race, Always last in your perfect rat race. Please kind sir spare a tuppence for me, This isn't a cry for sympathy, Homeland wasteland, desecrated trashcans, Disgust and hatred smile on your face, Cos we're always last in your perfect rat race. Sorry sights, statutory rights, All go with the same old way of life, Sticks and stones, rags and bones, All the trouble and the strife. Don't want to think about it, Don't want to talk about it, No need to know about it, PROBLEM SOLVED. Don't want to think about it, Don't want to talk about it, No need to know about it, PROBLEM SOLVED. Long lost outcast society, Of people who ain't free to be free, Tell stories of the things we've seen, Disgust your children with obscenities, Of the tales of all the places that we've been. |
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I’ve got a million people worship me my head in the sand
I’ve got a tattoo on my shoulder of a dagger and rose Bells upon my fingers and a ring through my nose Candy makes a record it’s an instant hit But not as instant as the hit she got off one little bit Might have a tattoo on her shoulder of a dagger and rose The ink it might be running be that’s just how it goes It’s getting harder all the time Can’t even find a word to rhyme It’s not as easy as it’s supposed to be Suppose it’s best if I leave Belly full of serpents and a head full of hurt A book of unsung ballads that the critics said won’t work So she tried this being outrageous But the tunes just weren’t contagious Her face wasn’t as famous as the next in line Love me hold me keep me close don’t ever let me go Like me help me keep me warm don’t ever say no |
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If all the people in the world camped out in your back garden,
Would you write and tell the king or would you grab a tent and join 'em, I can see that all the possibilities for freedom, Could just sway your first decision to subject them all to oblivion. And do you feel your life is threatened by fabricated stories, Dreamt up by the sons of campers that you killed back in the forties, I could see that all the possibilities for conflict, Could just back up your decision to subject them all to oblivion. I can't stand the things that they do to me, I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me. When all the people in the world move out of your back garden, Would you celebrate the passing of your life as Mr. Badman, You could see that all the possibilities in peacetime, Should force a new decision don't subject them all to oblivion. I can't stand the things that they do to me, I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me. I can't stand the things that they do to me, I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me. Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope its not contagious, Although it seems its catching it's best not to get careless. Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope its not contagious, Although it seems its catching it's best not to get careless. Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion Oblivion |
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I'm wearing pigtails that my mother bought,
In '65 she was the queen, I'm only thinking things that Kafka thought, My hyper-tension is obscene. I'm only shaking if the maker comes, My psycho-therapist agrees, I'm twice removed and live in Islington, Just take me seriously please. I want to know, just got to know what makes it all go so slow, When they tell us it's really going fast. I want to know, just got to know what makes it all go so slow, When they tell us it's really going fast. Look Billy's fucking signing autographs, He's got his head stuck in the clouds, His fucking mouth is like a supergrass, 'Cos when he talks he talks so loud. I want to know, just got to know what makes it all go so slow, When they tell us it's really going fast. I want to know, just got to know what makes it all go so slow, When they tell us it's really going fast. I want to know, just got to know what makes it all go so slow, When they tell us it's really going fast. I want to know, just got to know what makes it all go so slow, When they tell us it's really... Going fast, going fast, going fast, going fast, going fast. |
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He was born diseased with a twisted mind,
His hands his feet his elbows tied, Sleeps by the day and in the night he crys. The bastard son of a travelling man, Conceived and born in a caravan, Lives where he could and comes out when he can. Death of a rock star, Played by an actor, Gotta make a film 'cos he died in a fast car, With lots of booze, drugs and sex, Make him up a demi god invent all the rest. Like character John's been trying it on, To get his picture in the news, He took a leap from his pad, The same place that his dad, Choked on a video so blue. This is the land of the free, tuning in to 6.15, We'll always want but we'll never need...On American TV. Searching for our liberty, fight the fight to succeed, Living out the American dream...On American TV. V for victory, U,S, of A, Always search for the American way, Take a bite of the big apple, kick a coca-cola can, All stand up salute Uncle Sam. Put a man on the moon now aint too soon, Another Russian spy puts a spanner in and BOOM, From Washington to Tennessee, We put the bullets in the Kennedys. |
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| 3:43 |
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I've sold the bus man 'cos I bought myself a train,
In a village that was man but it's now a motorway, The house has gone man, 'cos we couldn't afford the rates, Only a few left now, where the new age stayers stay. I've got no job man 'cos I couldn't afford the taxes, And I can't work away 'cos the world's being run by nazis, They say, stay put 'cos there's no room at the inn, Don't try the if, but, don't ring us no don't ring. Stop right here, 'cos I know where I'm going to, Stop right there, you don't know where I've been, Stop right here, 'cos I know where I'm going to, Stop right there, you don't know where I've been. Stop the bus, I live here, Stop the bus, I live here. I feel sad man 'cos we're victims of the victims, Who don't give a damn, just say they're victims of the system, They say, what's the point when the future's a thing of the past, You might as well give in they don't build history to last. Stop right here, 'cos I know where I'm going to, Stop right there, you don't know where I've been. Stop right here, 'cos I know where I'm going to, Stop right there, you don't know where I've been, Stop right here.. Stop right here, 'cos I know where I'm going to, Stop right there, you don't know where I've been. Stop right here, 'cos I know where I'm going to, Stop right there, you don't know where I've been. |
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| 7. |
| 3:11 |
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I was high on a molatov of cocktails,
I was low on a hundred things, I was wrong to put my money where my mouth was, I was right about the whales and the dolphins, Whales and dolphins, whales and dolphins, yeah. And I don't mind preserving time at all. I was blue about the people in the power, I was green that's my excuse, I was yellow when they said to fight the reds, 'Cos I knew I'd be beaten black and blue, Black and blue, battered and bruised, yeah. Hold the line, just give it some time then (call)... "Cor", what I like and what I hate about perseverance, Ooh, what I'd give and what I'd take for perseverance. I was round and about in the area, I was square in my suit and tie, I was lost in the Bermuda triangle, It all went pear-shaped, twisted and twined, Twisted and twined, twisted and twined, yeah. And I don't mind preserving time at all. Hold the line, just give it some time then (call)... "Cor", what I like and what I hate about perseverance, Ooh, what I'd give and what I'd take for perseverance. I was lost on the road to nowhere, I was a guest on a runaway train, I was happy 'cos I knew I was innocent, They were glad to let me take the blame, Taking the blame, taking the blame, taking the blame, It's always the same 'cos I... what I like and what I hate about perseverance, Ooh, what I'd give and what I'd take for perseverance, I haven't time, I haven't space for perseverance, 'Cos I swap and change just when I like to keep up appearance. |
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I'm the man who came to dinner,
Said I wasn't stopping long, I brought a present wrapped in misery, And a bottle of sad songs. You still said , Come on in, Make yourself at home, Would you like a drink, Let me take your coat. I stand well back in the corner, With a sneer on my face, I've got the weight of the world on my shoulders, Ready to fall on this place. And I felt like one of the family, And I could be whoever I want to be. I took you down to the sea, And let you swim in deep blue water, Sunk your suspicions but then, You couldn't get back to the shore. Come on in, Make yourself at home, Would you like a drink, Let me take your coat. |
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| 3:17 |
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He's in the bar, he's in your hair,
With his sports keyring jangling he's everywhere, He's in your view, he's in your face, Straight out of the seventies to straight out of place. His collars turned up high he's on top of the world, Sliding down the bar he's always falling, falling, With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls, Opens toothless grin and then he's crawling, crawling. And I'm a moving, I'm a grooving, And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck, yeah! He's in your sight, he's in your pocket, He's a superfly guy without a superfly rocket, Every night he's on your case, A terrible reality of disco race. His collars turned up high he's on top of the world, Sliding down the bar he's always falling, falling, With his one good eye he winks at what he thinks is girls, Opens toothless grin and then he's crawling, crawling. And I'm a moving, I'm a grooving, And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck, yeah! I can mashed potato. I can do the twist. Tell me baby, Do you like it like this. When I'm a moving, I'm a grooving, And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck, yeah! I'm a moving, I'm a grooving, And I'm a smooching, and he's a discotheque wreck. <i>[x2]</i> |
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Living out three separate lives with nothing else to do besides, it's easy
They'd wrote Bradford off the map and all that old commercial crap, it's easy Hassle bound? Not me I'm happy and it's easy and it's free They'd nothing really good to say, they're here tomorrow gone today, it's easy Setting off and duck the flack, flowed like water off the back, it's easy Hassle bound? Not me I'm happy and it's easy and it's free Traveling round is really nice, pay the sights then see the price, it's easy Take it in then put it out it's simply what it's all about, it's easy Stick together 'til the end only the best know to pretend, it's easy Hassle bound? Not me I'm happy and it's easy and it's free Hassle bound? Not me I'm happy and it's easy and it's free. |
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| 11. |
| 4:02 |
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When the cold wind blows,
and the sarcasm cuts me again, A young man's pride is torn up, by what he calls friends... And as he gets restless, anger fills him with hate, Then he grows reckless, but its already too late, He grabs his surroundings, pulls them towards him, Looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace, It's four in the morning, the silence is deafening, He looks in the mirror and it spits in his face. C'mon now Jason, it's your life you're wasting, It's your destination, Bye bye Jason, C'mon now Jason, you're leaving tomorrow, Your trains in the station, Bye bye Jason. Cross my palms with silver, I'll cross the streets paved with gold, Just say you never saw nothing, At least that's what you're told... C'mon now Jason, it's your life your wasting, It's your destination, Bye bye Jason, C'mon now Jason, you're leaving tomorrow, Your trains in the station, Bye bye Jason. |
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| 3:32 |
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You know I couldn't be me, if it wasn't for you,
I feel like shit and look like plastic, but I'll get through, You know its plain to see what's going to do, As long as it don't get too drastic then we can't lose. Don't blame the middleman, come to me, I'll tell you what I can, all you need, Cut out the middleman, wait and see... It was you that told me, the aliens had landed, And it was you that told me, the end had just begun. Don't blame the middleman, come to me, I'll tell you what I can, all you need, Cut out the middleman, wait and see... But now we're in this thing together, You can't escape I've got you trapped deep inside, You said you'd stay with me forever, Where are you now when I need you as my alibi. You left me all alone, in my hour of need, I tried to explain the situation, but they don't believe me. Don't blame the middleman, come to me, I'll tell you what I can, all you need, Cut out the middleman, wait and see... |
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| 3:03 |
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They may be able to pin the tail on the donkey,
but they can't get anything to hold us down. She was ducking for apples and we'll stick to that story, we just held her breath for her and sadly she drowned. No body of evidence if you haven't got a body, Proofs in the pudding, there's food for thought. We've all got a conscience that makes us feel guilty, and we're sick of feeling guilty when we haven't been caught. Got to stay in one piece and stay out of jail, We've got to hide the dead girl. Got to lose the police, who are hot on our trail, We've got to hide the dead girl. I'll be a demon as long as I've got my petroleum, Keep me going forward, wheels going round, Desperate desperadoes in serach of a sanctuary, Staying our innoncence 'till otherwise found. Got to stay in one piece and stay out of jail, We've got to hide the dead girl. And I'm driving, and I'm driving fast, I find it exciting, yes I find it a blast. Got to stay in one piece and stay out of jail, We've got to hide the dead girl. Got to lose the police, who are hot on our trail, We've got to hide the dead girl <i>[x4]</i> |
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| 3:22 |
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Maybe someday soon,
I'll find out what it's all about, And if you don't leave it too long, Then maybe we'll be able to sort it out. Give me five minutes more, I'm not trying to turn you away, Spend all my time asking you what's wrong, But all you say is you can't explain. I hope it'll all come through, Then I can find it out for myself, I wish it'd all come true, And let it sort things out for itself. Leave me to myself for a while, It'll only hurt more now if you stay, I don't know how to break the news, But maybe we'll be better off this way. I hope it'll all come through, Then I can find it out for myself, I wish it'd all come true, And let it sort things out for itself. |
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| 3:32 |
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And we've all got sick with our cooler than thou
Holier than shit attitudes Still the war goes on just drop the bomb There's nothing left to lose There's a bullet in this gun so you've got till the count of one before they shoot Let's get a disease there's nothing better to do So we'll give it to you and then do as we please We'll move to mars, buy big fast cars Then spread with ease 'Cos this gun's pointing at you So you've only got till two before they shoot Still the rhythm goes Still the rhythm goes Still the rhythm goes Let's start a war where lots of people get killed We destroy the world there's nothing left no more Rid the earth of a race right off its face just say we're bored 'Cos if that gun's pointing a me Then you've only got till three before they shoot Let's invent a drug, yeah! That's addictive quick, makes you sick with an instant hook We'll sell it to kids who'll flip their lids then total crook You don't get to the count of four They don't do that anymore before they shoot Still the rhythm goes Still the rhythm goes Still the rhythm goes....on!! It's a very, very good It's a very, very good It's a very, very good It's a very, very poor |
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| 3:15 |
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Entourage by the reservoir, they're gonna test drive that new sports car,
Meet around midnight less people around, cut the alarm so there isn't a sound. You know damn well, you know damn well what <i>[x4]</i> The dogio and the catio are fighting on the patio, The neighbours need a hero 'cos someone's had their stereo. You know damn well, you know damn well what <i>[x4]</i> Entourage by the reservoir, gonna test drive that new sports car, Meet around midnight, there's no-one around, cut the alarm so there isn't a sound. You know damn well, you know damn well what <i>[repeat to end]</i> |
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Ode to the guy read about in the news,
Born by mistake he was born to lose, Never had much luck, With the pounds and the pence, Blamed everybody else, He said he never had a chance. Ship on the waves, Hole in my side, One foot in the grave, and it's just my size... 21st Century, crime in the city, And you're looking guilty as hell, Although you didn't do it, You know you can't prove it, Now maybe its time to excel, I'm alright Jack, got my hand on my stack, And defences to make you think twice, All the gold in my walls are in hideaway halls, To cancel the chance of reprise. You're king and your queens, And their widow machine, Are taking the share of your sons, Then a note through the post, And the smell of a ghost, And apologise to everyone, Their courageous attempt is all money well spent, But their gravestones they don't grow on trees, Second hand ones come cheap, Door to door while you sleep, But with no money back guarantees. |
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Times we spent cheating and lying,
Wondering when we would be back by your side again, Hoping and praying to get through the day, I need your attention to see through the fray. It's night again all the time, Shadows are lurking but I can't find mine, People look at me as they flood through the door, I need your attention not theirs anymore. And the light from the candle goes dim, as I slip deeper down from the brim. The people are fading away, As I slip into colours then ten shades of grey, If I don't last this one tell them when I've gone, That playing with you was incredible fun. |
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| 4:10 |
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The aliens are coming wait for me I'm coming along, it's right on,
Yes they're coming wait for me while I get my gun, bang bang, What'd you do that for, they were only here to meet us, you don't know, You don't know that, they could've been coming to beat us. Didn't bleed red, Didn't bleed red, Didn't bleed red, Better off dead. Yes sir they've been sighted and we're putting down to land, we're in command, They've been sighted I don't think they understand, that's out of hand, What we do now then we were only here to tell them, I don't know, Can't be too careful or go on what the hell then. Didn't bleed red <i>[x3]</i> Better off dead <i>[x4]</i> Didn't bleed red. They must be so inhuman when you hear of what they've done, or so it's said, People hate them 'cos they say their blood is blue instead of red, What'd they do that for? Can't do anything to please them, it must be true, Open all targets, waiting for the season. Didn't bleed red <i>[x3]</i> Better off dead <i>[x4]</i> Didn't bleed red. They never asked for you to come, They never asked for us to stay, They never asked for our advice in any shape, form or way, They never asked for you to come, They never asked for us to stay, They never asked for our advice in any shape, form or way. The aliens are coming, wait for me I'm coming along, it's right on, Yes they're coming wait for me while I get my gun, rat-a-tat-tat, What'd you do that for, they were only here to meet us, you don't know, You don't know that, they could've been coming to beat us. Didn't bleed red <i>[x3]</i> Better off dead <i>[x4]</i> They never asked for you to come, They never asked for us to stay, They never asked for our advice in any shape or form. |
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| 4:01 |
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Holy Shamoly, said the priest to the girl,
As he wrapped his arms around her, And his guts became her world, She said I can't take any more, No I can't take any more, And she could taste the christ, Breath the church, Smell the crucifixion, Of another fallen angel, hooked up on false religion. She's gotta Hole for a soul, She's gotta sad, sad tale to tell, She's gotta Hole for a soul, Of being twisted in a living hell. Crikey Moses, he said with bottle in his hand, Fingers worn thin down to the bone, From working on the promised land, Fingers worn thin, tattered and torn from scratching, All this blood and sand, Said I can't take any more, No I can't take any more, He had a loving wife, Doting child, An Englishman's castle for his home, Every mile stood this broken man, And every two stood this broken man's dream. He's gotta Hole for a soul, He's gotta sad, sad tale to tell, He's gotta Hole for a soul, Of being twisted in a living hell. |
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| 4:50 |
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Powdered rock stars just add water,
Pop up a treat just like they ought to, Little bit old and cliched sought of, Number one hit punch in the order. Stop right there, Stab in the back, There's something you ain't got, Yes you definitely lack, originality. Heavy politicians, heavy laws, Opening champagne and shutting doors, Deny reality, just invent a clause, What majority when you know the choice ain't yours. Stop right there, Stab in the back, There's something you aint got, Yes you definitely lack, personality. Media, mafia, mafia, don, You thinking that you're safe now Maxwell's silver hammer's gone, Propaganda, more like proper lies, You're more than a fool than I am if you think the truth's alive, Without morality, no morality. Stop right there, Stab in the back, There's something you aint got, Yes you definitely lack... Stop right there, Stab in the back There's something you aint got, Yes you definitely lack... Capability |
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| 2:50 |
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It was the Seventh of December in the middle of the night,
The street was deserted except for smoke and moonlight, The front of the papers read the latest scandal, The people versus when the dog chewed the handle It's a strange kind of story as far as stories go, It's the tale of a man and his trusty fido, With police to the left of him, on the right a dead vandal, The only excuse was that the dog chewed the handle. With the stick de la candle, Or the study maybe strangled, The professor with the pistol, Oh no the dog chewed the handle. He's got his integrity, don't need no excuse, You can't say different got to let him loose, The guy shouldn't've been there but he chose to gamble, Heads you win, tails the dog chews the handle. I suppose if I'd thought I shouldn't leave them together, Grip made of bone and a holster that's leather, Freak kind of accident that sets an example, Dogs like bones that's why the dog chewed the handle. With the stick de la candle, Or the study maybe strangled, The professor with the pistol, Oh no the dog chewed the handle. Oh look at it from my angle, Oh just look at it. With the stick de la candle, Or the study maybe strangled, The professor with the pistol, Oh no the dog chewed the handle. <i>[x2]</i> Oh look at it from my angle, Oh just look at it... |
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| 23. |
| 5:27 |
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Listening to the story of an angry old man,
He had the whole world in his pocket but, He had a hole there in his hand, Never had much trouble fitting into his surroundings, Dived headlong into life, And ended up by drowning, Died by drowning. His blood is pure venom and his teeth are solid gold, His clothes are made from human skin, He's a thousand years old, He lives down by the poisoned stream, Where only alligators swim, Sits there drinking moonshine, Playing a mean violin, a mean violin, A really wicked violin. You've got four lines on your forehead, And that tells me that you're worried, Don't shoot my dog, Don't shoot my dog, I said please don't shoot my dog. His wife is laying face down in the pool upon the porch, He spied me through his blindness, As I spied her with my torch, His skin goes tight around his face, As he smiles his blinding smile, Points over to a dozen wives laying in a pile, Laying in a pile... pile high. |
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| 3:47 |
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The odds have built up of the chance you're going down,
'cause you're looking pretty guilty in the court of the crown, And my friend's getting eager to complete this mission, It's better all round just to sign the confession. Doesn't matter if you're innocent or guilty as hell, My friend's got a feeling that you're feeling unwell, Who cares about the truth, the truth's there to bend, Do as I say I'm your only friend. The wicked step father that took a step farther, Played the patron saint in his shining armor, With his sword of power and shield to protect you, Tongue hanging out 'cause he's going to get you. You know I want to hug you, you know I want to kiss you, It's your dear old pop and you know I really miss you, In the pantomime of life look out he's behind you, Says no I'm just here to remind you. Best friend I'm all that you've got, Pretend best friend if you like it or not, Pretend best friend so don't talk to them, You've got to talk to me 'cause I'm your best friend. Call yourself a friend, That drives me round the bend, You call me when you like, And call me what you like. Was it the father or the son or the holy ghost, The butler in the kitchen or the game-show host, The policeman on the corner who'll show you the way, The geezer with a beard comes on Xmas day. Could be your mother or your father or your sister or your brother, Doesn't matter who it is they'll say there ain't no other, Might never see 'em or you meet them every day, But who gives a damn when you hear them say. Best friend I'm all that you've got, Pretend best friend if you like it or not, Pretend best friend so don't talk to them, You've got to talk to me 'cause I'm your best friend |
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Junior was walking out with a friend,
When he turned around and said "Stop me I might just do it again", Try stop me, try stop me, try stop me, try stop, I want to live my life not survive my existence and feel like I got the lot. Senior is teaching don't make mistakes we never made, But those were yesterday's mistakes and today's mistakes have changed, So sue me, so sue me, so sue me, so what, I want to live my life not survive my existence and feel like I got the lot. Got the lot, got the lot, got the lot. Superiors dictating that's the way its gonna stay, And pointing straight to junior says "You'd better not do it again", Just watch me, just watch me, just watch me, just watch, I want to live my life not survive my existence and feel like I got the lot. Got the lot, got the lot, got the lot. And what you had, And what you did, And what you got, And what you lost, And what you want, And what you will, And what you won't. Just watch me try stop me so sue me so what, I'm going to live my life not survive my existence and feel like I had the lot, Try stop me so sue me just watch me nice watch, I'm going to live my life not survive my existence and feel like I did the lot. And what you had, And what you did, And what you got, And what you lost, And what you want, And what you will, And what you won't, You won't. Got the lot, got the lot, got the lot, got the lot, Got the lot, got the lot, got the lot |
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| 2:56 |
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10pm in a cold and lonely hotel room,
I think of you all the time, My car was built the same year Hendrix died, My mom just cried when I told her. So good to see you again, Take my hand and go. I'm going down to Desolation town, I'm going down to Desolation town. Four walls of stains and names that I don't know, I'll call my home for a while, Time took its cigarette and broke its bones, Bet Davey Jones didn't know he was in this song. So good to see you again, Take my hand and go. I'm going down to Desolation town, I'm going down to Desolation town. |
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| 3:25 |
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I'm high up on your cross and I'm burning, burning,
I couldn't give a toss I'm just a worm that's turning, Radical, oh so radical, Radical, oh so radical. I'll fight for your cause saying something's a disgrace, But if the trend changes then so can my face, That's comical, no now I'm cynical, That's comical, no now I'm cynical. Can't go under but it's time to decide, Time to decide. Can't go over 'cos its much too high, Sign of the times. I'm a martyr to my needs, I'm not a martyr of war, I'm not looking for sympathy I'm in search of applause, Well that's typical, oh so typical, That's typical, oh so typical. Can't go under but it's time to decide, Time to decide. Can't go over 'cos its much too high, Sign of the times. I wouldn't say I'm selfish, I'd just say I'm concerned, Politically motivated, help the flag get burned, Hey that's topical, I'm very topical, Hey that's topical, I'm very topical. Now I sing about love and I sing about castles, I've forgotten all my past and it's right on hassles, Hypocritical? No, it wasn't critical, Hypocritical? No, it wasn't critical. Can't go under but it's time to decide, Time to decide. Can't go over 'cos its much too high, Sign of the times. |
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| 4:12 |
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When you laugh, it just makes me cry,
When you cry, it just makes me smile, When you smile, well that makes me mad, When you're mad, it just makes me laugh. When you're high, it just makes me low, When you're low, it just picks me up, You feel up, well that gets me down, When you're down, it makes me feel high. And you never gave me anything, but I ended up with less, Blame it on the bad actress. And I never asked for everything, but I ended up a mess, Blame it on the bad actress. If you leave, that means I'll stay, If you stay, I'll just have to go, When you go then I'll have to wait, If you wait I'll just have to leave. And you never gave me anything, but I ended up with less, Blame it on the bad actress. And I never asked for everything, but I ended up a mess, Blame it on the bad actress. If I was to say anything you'd say the opposite, Maybe try to suggest something and just get torn to bits, We could both think up the same thing and you'd say say something else, We could not agree on one thing except for how it felt. And you never gave me anything, but I ended up with less, Blame it on the bad actress. And I never asked for everything, but I ended up a mess, Blame it on the bad actress. And you never gave me anything, never gave me anything, Never gave me anything, never gave me anything, Never gave me anything but I ended up a mess, Blame it on the bad actress. |
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| 3:06 |
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In my house, there's a place I can hide,
When I feel a surge of self pity, In my house there's a place where I sit, And watch the violence on the telly, In my house there's a kitchen, Where we eat, drink and cook, And in my house there's an attic at the top, where my sister and her boyfriend go. My house, get down the stairs, My house, 'till your dad gets home, My house, listen son there's a few rules you should know, About living in My house, do as you're told, My house, have you got that straight, My house, if you wanna own it then you just better wait. In My house, there's a bathroom, It's a lovely shade of green, In My house, there's a best room, And mum keeps that real clean, In My house, there's five bedrooms, And there's only four of us, In My house, there's an alley down the back, And a hut that ain't up to much. |
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| 2:17 |
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I went off to the doctors for the open plan surgery,
He said I just can't believe what's lying here in front of me, It looks like what you couldn't drink you'd just have to smoke, You've been living in a frying pan, what you need is health. So I burgled a few houses took the candy from the baby, In search of the prescription that was driving me crazy, The policeman turned the corner looking down at me, The judge said I hope to God that you're sorry. You need help, that's what you need, You need help, can't get it from me, You need help, something you got or you ain't, You need help. So I started off my sentence in a nine foot cell, I was feeling pretty cheated, I was feeling unwell, The bunk below guy said there's one thing see, What you really need is the need to be free. You need a plan, that's what you need, You need a plan, can't get it from me, You need a plan, something you got or you ain't, You need a plan. But what I don't want is you telling me.. I had the route, had the escape, I had the plan worked out, Everything I thought I'd need or thereabouts, Suddenly it's obvious, it's plain to see, That what I don't need is you telling me. Don't need your health, Don't need your help, Don't need your plan, I don't need anything. What I don't want is you telling me. |
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| 2:02 |
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Starts off early Monday, the beginning of the week,
With a belly full of serpents wriggling round making me feel sick, Well I know I went out last night, and it's the price I'll have to pay, But before I've even found my feet I've been discovered by Tuesday. Green is the colour of your eyes, Grey is the colour of your skin, Yellow is the colour of your tongue, tongue, tongue, If I was you, well I'm not am I? Well I know I'm not you, you're not me, But everybody join in after three, One, two, three. Green is the colour of your eyes, Grey is the colour of your skin, Yellow is the colour of your tongue, tongue, tongue, If I was you, well I'm not am I? Green is the colour of your eyes, Grey is the colour of your skin, Yellow is the colour of your tongue, tongue, tongue, If I was you, well I'm not am I? If I'm not you, who the hell am I? |
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| 4:00 |
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Don't cry baby, rest your weary head,
Don't cry mama, daddy didn't mean what he said. Wake up baby, its a brand new day, Wake up mama, I think he's gone away, And it's always on my mind... we're only human. What do you want, it's more than I can give, Man I'm just a human being. What makes a man bruise his loving wife, What makes a man want to take his own life, And it's always on my mind... we're only human. What do you want, it's more than I can give, Man I'm just a human being. I wish I'd been to Woodstock, Or written Wild Thing, I wish I'd shot the pope dead, Or killed a foreign king, And it's always on my mind... we're only human. |
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| 3:03 |
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Some people say that what I know should be kept secret
Some people say I don't know anything at all Some people say that what I do could be dangerous Some people say I don't do anything at all Some people say this is a song that needs the drums in Some people say no it's a song for the bass Some people say that they can't stand what they're hearing Some people say who gives a damn what they say Do you think I care, do you think I care Do you think I know or I'm aware Do you think I care what you say when I'm oblivious Some people say that I look just like my father Some people say I've got my mother's eyes Some people say I'm like my brother 'cause I'm honest and truthful Some people say they know my brother's just another lie Do you think I care, do you think I care Do you think I know or I'm aware Do you think I care what you say when I'm oblivious Some people say that we should let the search continue Some people say just what the hell's going on Do you think I care, do you think I care Do you think I know or I'm aware Do you think I care what you say when I'm oblivious *love, maya* |
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| 34. |
| 3:05 |
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I gambled with my house, when I lost my car,
I gambled with my car, trying to win back my wife, I lost my family on a sure fire thing, Then I lost against the odds when I gambled with my life. Now I'm on a list, I'm on a list, The celebrity hit list, Another target out on the market, The celebrity hit list. I had a decent house, I had a fancy car, I need a fancy car to drive my fancy wife, I had a family as a sure fire thing, I'd won against the odds first prize, a nice life. Now I'm on a list, I'm on a list, The celebrity hit list, Another target out on the market, The celebrity hit list. And when I fly, I always fly at least as high as the sky, And when I fall, I always fall at least as hard as you all. Now I'm on a list, I'm on a list, The celebrity hit list, Another target out on the market, The celebrity hit list. <i>[x2]</i> And when I fly, I always fly at least as high as the sky, 'Cos when I fly, I always fly... |
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| 2:43 |
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Something about you really puts me down
You're the life of the party you're the toast of the town Something about you really picks me up Like a hot cup of coffee in a hot coffee cup Feels like a Saturday, free and easy going Reminded its a Sunday, to stop the flow from flowing You can see clearly now the rain has gone But it looks like someone's gone and dropped the bomb Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter Something about her she reminds me of you Something about him he could be me too Something about them something about the other Something I've got to tell you about my dad and your mother Feels like a Saturday, free and easy going Reminded its a Sunday, to stop the flow from flowing You can see clearly now the rain has gone But it looks like someone's gone and dropped the bomb Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter Alice what's the matter, Alice what's the matter Something about black, something about white Something about wrong, something about right Something about us, something about them Something about Bill, definitely something about Ben Something about you, something about me Something about a, be, see, d and e Something about hell, something about heaven Something about 4, 5, 6 and 7 Alice what's the matter Alice what's the matter Alice what's the matter Alice what's the matter... |
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| 14:34 |
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I'll find out just what it is,
I'll find out what makes you tick tock tick tock, I'll find out just what it is, I'll find out what makes you tick tock tick tock. You've got no chance of getting bored, You've got our consciences to play with, You've got the masses and the hordes, Just waiting for you to tell them how to live. I can take my time, take my time, Take my time, take my time (x3) I've got the time to take my time (x3) I've got the time to... I'll find out just what it is, I'll find out what makes you tick tock tick tock. You built your house on promised land, You've got no chance of getting moved along, You've got the whole world in your hands, A million people trying to sing your song. I can take my time, take my time, Take my time, take my time (x3) I've got the time to take my time (x3) I've got the time to (x4) I'll find out, Take the time, From now I'm never getting bored, 'cause I've just stolen what they wouldn't give, And now I'm happier than before, With no-one showing me the way to, Tick tock... |
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| 3:39 |
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Can't give it up, can't stop speaking my mind,
Got to say what I'm thinking all the time, There's etiquette about what I should say true, But what the fuck I always do. Blah, blah, rhubarb, is all that I hear of what you say, Yak-yakking along, going strong in your own kind of way, Skip, yippee I yay. Speech on the telly spoiling Christmas Day, Party broadcast saying the same thing in a different way, Silence in the courtroom, silence in the street, The biggest fool of them all is now about to speak. Blah, blah, rhubarb, is all that I hear of what you say, Yak-yakking along, going strong in your own kind of way, Skip, yippee I yay. Yippee I yay, yippee I yay, I can hear what it says, Yippee I yay, yippee I yay, yippee I yay, and it all sounds the same, Oh yeah alright, oh yeah i'm sure it'll be O.K. just tagging along, not too strong in our own kind of way, Skip, yippee I yay. Yippee I yay, yippee I yay, I can hear what it says, Yippee I yay, yippee I yay, yippee I yay, and it all sounds the same. |
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| 3:21 |
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Spacy Sunday friend of mine,
Is going to cut the red wire but there isn't time, To cover your ears and protect your mind, From spacy Sunday friend of mine. She's got some weird imagination, She can think what she likes 'cos, She reckons that she comes from some outer-space station, She can do what she likes 'cos. Hazy Monday friend of mine, Is going to cut the red wire but there isn't time, To cover your ears and protect your mind, From hazy Monday friend of mine. She says that she's made from a combination, She can say what she likes 'cos, It's a mixture of dust and aggravation, She can say what she likes but. When your train comes off the rails, There's not a lot you can do, If your ship starts to sink, Then you can swim till you're blue, But it isn't any good, no matter how good it is for you. Lazy Tuesday friend of mine, Is going to cut the red wire but there isn't time, To cover your ears and protect your mind, From lazy Tuesday friend of mine. To cover your ears and protect mind from, A friend of a friend of a friend of mine, bomb, Its been so ever such a long, long time, bomb, Now I'm so sorry my friend my mind's gone. |
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