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Long ago life was clean
Sex was bad and obscene And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my queen Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. I was born, lucky me In a land that I love Though I am poor, I am free When I grow I shall fight For this land I shall die Let her sun never set Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria. Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Canada to India Australia to Cornwall Singapore to Hong Kong From the West to the East From to the rich to the poor Victoria loved them all. Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria. |
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| 2. |
| 3:48 |
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Yes Sir, no Sir
Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir What do I say Yes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir How do I behave Yes Sir, no Sir Permission to speak Sir Permission to breathe Sir What do I say, how do I behave what do I say So you think that you've got ambition Stop your dreaming and your idle wishing You're outside and there ain't no admission To our play Pack up your ambition in your old kit bag Soon you'll be happy with a packet of fags Chest out stomach in Do what I say, do what I say Yes right away Yes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir What do I say Yes Sir, no Sir Permission to speak Sir Permission to breathe Sir What do I say, how do I behave what do I say Doesn't matter who you are You're there and there you are Everything Is in its place Authority must be maintained And then we know exactly where we are Let them feel that they're important to the cause But let them know that they are fighting for their homes Just be sure that they're contributing their all Give the scum a gun and make the bugger fight And be sure to have deserters shot on sight If he dies we'll send a medal to his wife Yes Sir, no Sir Please let me die Sir I think this life is affecting my brain Yes Sir, no Sir Three bags full Sir What do I do Sir, what do I say What do I say, how do I behave what do I say |
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| 3. |
| 3:25 |
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Some mother's son lies in a field
Someone has killed some mother's son today Head blown up by some soldier's gun While all the mothers stand and wait Some mother's son ain't coming home today Some mothers son ain't got no grave Two soldiers fighting in a trench One soldier glances up to see the sun And dreams of games he played when he was young And then his friend calls out his name It stops his dream and as he turns his head A second later he is dead Some mother's son lies in a field Back home they put his picture in a frame But all dead soldiers look the same While all the parents stand and wait To meet their children coming home from school Some mother's son is lying dead Somewhere someone is crying Someone is trying to be so brave But still the world keeps turning Though all the children have gone away Some mother's son lies in a field But in his mother's eyes he looks the same As on the day he went away They put his picture on the wall They put flowers in the picture frame Some mothers memory remains |
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| 4. |
| 3:13 |
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It seems like
all the world is fighting They're even talking of a war Let all the Russians and the Chinese And the Spanish do their fighting The sun is shining We're going drivin', drivin' Drop all your work Leave it behind Forget all your problems And get in my car And take a drive with me The sandwiches are packed The tea is in the flask We've plenty of beer And gooseberry tarts So take a drive with me We'll take your mother if you want to We'll have a picnic on the grass Forget your nephews And your cousins and your brothers and your sisters They'll never miss us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin'. drivin'. drivin' Thousands of trees Hundreds of fields Millions of birds So why don't you come And take a drive with me We'll talk to the cows And laugh at the sheep We'll lie in a field And we'll have a sleep So take a drive with me And all the troubled world around us Seems an eternity away And all the debt collectors Rent collectors All will be behind us But they'll never find us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' drive with me drive with me Passed Barnet Church Up to Potters Bar We won't be home late It's not very far So take a drive with me, take a drive with me Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' |
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| 5. |
| 2:34 |
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You look like a real human being
But you don't have a mind of your own Yeah, you can talk you can breathe You can work, you can stitch you can sew But you're brainwashed Yes you are, yes you are Get down on your knees You've got a job and a house And a wife, and your kids and a car Yeah, you're content just to be What they want you to be And be happy to be where you are Yes you are Get down on your knees Get down on your knees The aristocrats and bureaucrats Are dirty rats For making you what you are They're up there and you re down here You're on the ground and they're up with the stars All your life they've kicked you around and pushed you around Till you can't take any more To them you're just a speck of dirt But you don't want to get up off the floor Mister you're just brainwashed They give you social security Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity Yeah, you're content just to be What they want you to be And to do what they want you to Yes you are, yes you are Get down on your knees |
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| 6. |
| 6:41 |
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Opportunities are available in
all walks of life in Australia So if you're young and if you're healthy Why not get a boat and come to Australia Australia, the chance of a lifetime Australia, you get what you work for Nobody has to be any better than what they want to be Australia, no class distinction Australia, no drug addiction Nobody's got a chip on their shoulder We'll surf like they do in the U.S.A. We'll fly down to Sydney for our holiday On sunny Christmas Day Australia, Australia No one hesitates at life or beats around the bush in Australia So if you're young and if you're healthy Why not get a boat and come to Australia Australia shalalala shalalala Australia shalalala shalalala Everyone walks around with a perpetual smile across their face Australia shalalala shalalala Australia shalalala shalalala Everyone gets around and nobody can ever get you down We'll surf like they do in the U.S.A. We'll fly down to Sydney for our holiday On sunny Christmas Day Australia, Australia. |
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| 7. |
| 5:21 |
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Now that you've found your paradise
This is your kingdom to command You can go outside and polish your car Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la Here's your reward for working so hard Gone on the lavatories in the back yard Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car You just want to sit in your shangri-la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la The little man who gets the train Has got a mortgage hanging over his head But he's too scared to complain 'Cause he's conditioned that way Time goes by and he pays off his debts Got a T.V set and a radio For seven Shillings a week Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la All the houses on the street have got a name 'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go They tell your business in another Shangri-la The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car Too scared to think about how insecure you are Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la la la la la la la la la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la |
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| 8. |
| 4:42 |
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Well Mr. Churchill says,
Mr. Churchill says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin And all the garden gates And empty cans are gonna make us win We shall defend our island On the land and on the sea We shall fight them on the beaches On the hills and in the fields We shall fight them in the streets Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed to so few 'Cos they have made our British Empire A better place for me and you And this was their finest hour Well Mr. Montgomery says And Mr. Mountbatten says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end As Vera Lynn would say We'll meet again someday But all the sacrifices we must make before the end Did you hear that plane flying overhead There's a house an fire and there's someone lying dead We gotta clean up the streets And get me back on my feet Because we wanna be free Do your worst and we'll do our best We're gonna win the way that Mr. Churchill says Well Mr. Churchill says We gotta hold up our chins We gotta show some courage and some discipline We gotta black up the windows and nail up the doors And keep right on till the end of the war |
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| 9. |
| 3:08 |
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She's bought a hat
like Princess Marina's To wear at all her social affairs She wears it when she's cleaning the windows She wears it when she's scrubbing the stairs But you will never see her at Ascot She can't afford the time or the fare But she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's So she don't care He's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's Because it makes him feel like a Lord But he can't afford a Rolls or a Bentley He has to buy a secondhand Ford He tries to feed his wife and his family And buy them clothes and shoes they can wear But he's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's So he don't care Buddy can you spare me a dime My wife is getting hungry And the kids are crying This poverty is hurting my pride Buddy can you spare me, buddy can you spare me a dime She's bought a hat like Princess Marina's And her neighbors think it suits her a treat But she hasn't any food in the larder Nor has anybody else in the street But to look at her you'd think she was wealthy 'Cos she smiles just like a real millionaire 'Cos she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's So she don't care, she don't care, she don't care, She don't care |
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| 3:22 |
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I look back at the way I used to look at life
Soft, white dreams with sugar coated outside It was great, so great Young and innocent days I wish my eyes could only see Everything, exactly as it used to be It's too late, so late Young and innocent days I see the lines across your face Time has gone and nothing ever can replace Those great, so great Young and innocent days |
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| 11. |
| 3:08 |
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Remember walking with you by my side
You were my papa and I was your pride Now I've got children and I'm going grey No time for talking I got nothin' to say Those sunday dinners that we had at home Now I've got a house and I've got friends of my own We can't do tomorrow what we did yesterday It's best that we're going our separate ways, ok How is your rheumatism (nothing to say) How are your chillblains (nothing to say) How's aunty mabel (nothing to say) So far papa, I got nothin' to say, ok Those happy days we spent together We thought our world would never change How the days go by And things will never be the same You keep pretending that everything's fine So you make small talk to help pass the time But all the words that you spit from your face Add up to nothin' you got nothin' to say How are those noisy neighbors next door I'll have to go soon cos I'm getting bored I gotta be home early to see a good play So far papa, I got nothin' to say How is your life insurance (nothing to say) How is your trade union (nothing to say) How is your independence (nothing to say) So for papa, I got nothin' to say |
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| 12. |
| 5:24 |
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Arthur was born just a plain simple man
In a plain simple working class position Though the world was hard and its ways were set He was young and he had so much ambition All the way he was overtaken By the people who make the big decisions But he tried and he tried for a better life And a way to improve his own condition If only life were easy it would be such fun Things would be more equal and be plenty for everyone Arthur the world's gone and passed you by Don't you know it, don't you know it You can cry, cry all night but it won't make it right Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we know and we sympathize Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we like you and want to help you Somebody loves you don't you know it How is your life and your Shangri-la And your long lost land of Hallelujah And your hope and glory has passed you by Can't you see what the world is doing to ya And now we see your children Sailing off in the setting sun To a new horizon Where there's plenty for everyone Arthur, could be That the world was wrong Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur, could be You were right all along Don't ya know it, I hope ya know it Now we know and we sympathize We'd like to help you and understand you Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Somebody loves you, don't ya know it Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur the world's gone and passed you by Don't ya know it, don't ya know it You can cry, cry all night But it won't make it right Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we read you and understand you Arthur we like you and want to help you Oh! we love you and want to help you |
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| 3:03 |
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A man lives at the corner of the street,
And his neighbors think he's helpful and he's sweet, 'Cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand, But no one knows he really is a plastic man. He's got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes, (Yeah, he's plastic man) He's got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose. (Yeah, he's plastic man) He's got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums, And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum. (Plastic bum) Plastic man got no brain, Plastic man don't feel no pain, Plastic people look the same, Yeah, yeah, yeah. Kick his shin or tread on his face, Pull his nose all over the place, He can't disfigure, or disgrace, Plastic man (plastic man). He's got plastic flowers growing up the walls, He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork, He likes plastic cups and saucers 'cause they never break, And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate. Plastic man got no brain, Plastic man don't feel no pain, Plastic people look the same, Yeah, yeah, yeah. Kick his shin or tread on his face, Pull his nose all over the place, He can't disfigure, or disgrace, Plastic man (plastic man). He's got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac, (Yeah, he's plastic man) And his children wanna be plastic like their dad, (Yeah, he's plastic man) He's got a phony smile that makes you think he understands, But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man) Plastic man (plastic man). |
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| 2:43 |
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I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen. This mind of mine is making life worthwhile. I wish that you'd have know Of all the plans I had in store for us, Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own. And this man, he weeps tonight, And his head is bowed with sorrow, But what can you do, sitting there, And you let him cry tomorrow, Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. I thought our thing would last, 'Cause it said so in my horoscope, The days have gone and past while dreaming away. The lighting here is dim, And the room closes in around me. Your picture's hanging loose on a rusting nail. And this man, he weeps tonight, And his head is bowed with sorrow, But what can you do, sitting there, And you let him cry tomorrow, Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. And this man, he weeps tonight, And his head is bowed with sorrow, But what can you do, sitting there, And you let him cry tomorrow, Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow |
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| 3:09 |
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I've been traveling a long time,
To be just where you are. In dreams I have seen you, But you are so very far. How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? I was your friend, I was a fool, I feel for you, though we're far apart. I see your face, Lost without trace, I see your mind, just an empty space. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. I know that it's not fair, To bear a bastard son, But why do you hide there, When we could have shared a love? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? I was your friend, I was a fool, I feel for you, though we're far apart. I see your face, Lost without trace, I see your mind, just an empty space. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. To me. |
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| 3:19 | 
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| 3:13 |
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I've gotta get a train, take me back home again,
See my daddy, momma wants to see me too. I'm gonna see my momma looking through the window At the station in the morning, been a few mornings since I've been home. I've been doing wrong but now I'm going home. So come on girls, you better put your best boots on. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those pretty girls. I'm gonna find them all. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. Well, I bought a new suit at the best pawn broker's shop, Bought my ticket from money that I saved in jail. I got a boot lace tie, I got for my pa, I got a head scarf, fair, I got for my momma that she won't wear. I've been doing wrong but now I'm going home. So come on girls, you better put your best boots on. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those pretty girls. I'm gonna find them all. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. I've gotta get a train, take me back home again, See my daddy, momma wants to see me too. 'cause when I get me back to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. 'cause when I get back to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those pretty girls. I'm gonna find them all. |
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| 3:20 |
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Today, when she comes in,
I'll be standing at the door, and I won't say any more. I know that she's been there. It's not the way I look at her, it's the way she looks at me. Yes you can hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. When she lays on my bed, It's not me she's thinking of, it's just me that really cares. My time, I know is out, And she'll be walking through that door, And she'll lie again tomorrow night. Yes you can hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. |
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| 19. |
| 3:36 |
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Long ago life was clean
Sex was bad and obscene And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my queen Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. I was born, lucky me In a land that I love Though I am poor, I am free When I grow I shall fight For this land I shall die Let her sun never set Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria. Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Canada to India Australia to Cornwall Singapore to Hong Kong From the West to the East From to the rich to the poor Victoria loved them all. Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria. |
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| 20. |
| 3:38 |
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Well Mr. Churchill says,
Mr. Churchill says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin And all the garden gates And empty cans are gonna make us win We shall defend our island On the land and on the sea We shall fight them on the beaches On the hills and in the fields We shall fight them in the streets Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed to so few 'Cos they have made our British Empire A better place for me and you And this was their finest hour Well Mr. Montgomery says And Mr. Mountbatten says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end As Vera Lynn would say We'll meet again someday But all the sacrifices we must make before the end Did you hear that plane flying overhead There's a house an fire and there's someone lying dead We gotta clean up the streets And get me back on my feet Because we wanna be free Do your worst and we'll do our best We're gonna win the way that Mr. Churchill says Well Mr. Churchill says We gotta hold up our chins We gotta show some courage and some discipline We gotta black up the windows and nail up the doors And keep right on till the end of the war |
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| 21. |
| 3:17 |
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Arthur was born just a plain simple man
In a plain simple working class position Though the world was hard and its ways were set He was young and he had so much ambition All the way he was overtaken By the people who make the big decisions But he tried and he tried for a better life And a way to improve his own condition If only life were easy it would be such fun Things would be more equal and be plenty for everyone Arthur the world's gone and passed you by Don't you know it, don't you know it You can cry, cry all night but it won't make it right Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we know and we sympathize Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we like you and want to help you Somebody loves you don't you know it How is your life and your Shangri-la And your long lost land of Hallelujah And your hope and glory has passed you by Can't you see what the world is doing to ya And now we see your children Sailing off in the setting sun To a new horizon Where there's plenty for everyone Arthur, could be That the world was wrong Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur, could be You were right all along Don't ya know it, I hope ya know it Now we know and we sympathize We'd like to help you and understand you Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Somebody loves you, don't ya know it Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur the world's gone and passed you by Don't ya know it, don't ya know it You can cry, cry all night But it won't make it right Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we read you and understand you Arthur we like you and want to help you Oh! we love you and want to help you |
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| 1. |
| 3:39 |
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Long ago life was clean
Sex was bad and obscene And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my queen Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. I was born, lucky me In a land that I love Though I am poor, I am free When I grow I shall fight For this land I shall die Let her sun never set Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria. Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Canada to India Australia to Cornwall Singapore to Hong Kong From the West to the East From to the rich to the poor Victoria loved them all. Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria. |
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| 2. |
| 3:47 |
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Yes Sir, no Sir
Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir What do I say Yes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir How do I behave Yes Sir, no Sir Permission to speak Sir Permission to breathe Sir What do I say, how do I behave what do I say So you think that you've got ambition Stop your dreaming and your idle wishing You're outside and there ain't no admission To our play Pack up your ambition in your old kit bag Soon you'll be happy with a packet of fags Chest out stomach in Do what I say, do what I say Yes right away Yes Sir, no Sir Where do I go Sir What do I do Sir What do I say Yes Sir, no Sir Permission to speak Sir Permission to breathe Sir What do I say, how do I behave what do I say Doesn't matter who you are You're there and there you are Everything Is in its place Authority must be maintained And then we know exactly where we are Let them feel that they're important to the cause But let them know that they are fighting for their homes Just be sure that they're contributing their all Give the scum a gun and make the bugger fight And be sure to have deserters shot on sight If he dies we'll send a medal to his wife Yes Sir, no Sir Please let me die Sir I think this life is affecting my brain Yes Sir, no Sir Three bags full Sir What do I do Sir, what do I say What do I say, how do I behave what do I say |
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| 3:26 |
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Some mother's son lies in a field
Someone has killed some mother's son today Head blown up by some soldier's gun While all the mothers stand and wait Some mother's son ain't coming home today Some mothers son ain't got no grave Two soldiers fighting in a trench One soldier glances up to see the sun And dreams of games he played when he was young And then his friend calls out his name It stops his dream and as he turns his head A second later he is dead Some mother's son lies in a field Back home they put his picture in a frame But all dead soldiers look the same While all the parents stand and wait To meet their children coming home from school Some mother's son is lying dead Somewhere someone is crying Someone is trying to be so brave But still the world keeps turning Though all the children have gone away Some mother's son lies in a field But in his mother's eyes he looks the same As on the day he went away They put his picture on the wall They put flowers in the picture frame Some mothers memory remains |
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| 4. |
| 3:20 |
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It seems like
all the world is fighting They're even talking of a war Let all the Russians and the Chinese And the Spanish do their fighting The sun is shining We're going drivin', drivin' Drop all your work Leave it behind Forget all your problems And get in my car And take a drive with me The sandwiches are packed The tea is in the flask We've plenty of beer And gooseberry tarts So take a drive with me We'll take your mother if you want to We'll have a picnic on the grass Forget your nephews And your cousins and your brothers and your sisters They'll never miss us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin'. drivin'. drivin' Thousands of trees Hundreds of fields Millions of birds So why don't you come And take a drive with me We'll talk to the cows And laugh at the sheep We'll lie in a field And we'll have a sleep So take a drive with me And all the troubled world around us Seems an eternity away And all the debt collectors Rent collectors All will be behind us But they'll never find us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' drive with me drive with me Passed Barnet Church Up to Potters Bar We won't be home late It's not very far So take a drive with me, take a drive with me Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' |
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| 2:35 |
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You look like a real human being
But you don't have a mind of your own Yeah, you can talk you can breathe You can work, you can stitch you can sew But you're brainwashed Yes you are, yes you are Get down on your knees You've got a job and a house And a wife, and your kids and a car Yeah, you're content just to be What they want you to be And be happy to be where you are Yes you are Get down on your knees Get down on your knees The aristocrats and bureaucrats Are dirty rats For making you what you are They're up there and you re down here You're on the ground and they're up with the stars All your life they've kicked you around and pushed you around Till you can't take any more To them you're just a speck of dirt But you don't want to get up off the floor Mister you're just brainwashed They give you social security Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity Yeah, you're content just to be What they want you to be And to do what they want you to Yes you are, yes you are Get down on your knees |
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| 6:47 |
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Opportunities are available in
all walks of life in Australia So if you're young and if you're healthy Why not get a boat and come to Australia Australia, the chance of a lifetime Australia, you get what you work for Nobody has to be any better than what they want to be Australia, no class distinction Australia, no drug addiction Nobody's got a chip on their shoulder We'll surf like they do in the U.S.A. We'll fly down to Sydney for our holiday On sunny Christmas Day Australia, Australia No one hesitates at life or beats around the bush in Australia So if you're young and if you're healthy Why not get a boat and come to Australia Australia shalalala shalalala Australia shalalala shalalala Everyone walks around with a perpetual smile across their face Australia shalalala shalalala Australia shalalala shalalala Everyone gets around and nobody can ever get you down We'll surf like they do in the U.S.A. We'll fly down to Sydney for our holiday On sunny Christmas Day Australia, Australia. |
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| 5:21 |
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Now that you've found your paradise
This is your kingdom to command You can go outside and polish your car Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la Here's your reward for working so hard Gone on the lavatories in the back yard Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car You just want to sit in your shangri-la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la The little man who gets the train Has got a mortgage hanging over his head But he's too scared to complain 'Cause he's conditioned that way Time goes by and he pays off his debts Got a T.V set and a radio For seven Shillings a week Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la All the houses on the street have got a name 'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go They tell your business in another Shangri-la The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car Too scared to think about how insecure you are Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la la la la la la la la la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la |
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Well Mr. Churchill says,
Mr. Churchill says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin And all the garden gates And empty cans are gonna make us win We shall defend our island On the land and on the sea We shall fight them on the beaches On the hills and in the fields We shall fight them in the streets Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed to so few 'Cos they have made our British Empire A better place for me and you And this was their finest hour Well Mr. Montgomery says And Mr. Mountbatten says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end As Vera Lynn would say We'll meet again someday But all the sacrifices we must make before the end Did you hear that plane flying overhead There's a house an fire and there's someone lying dead We gotta clean up the streets And get me back on my feet Because we wanna be free Do your worst and we'll do our best We're gonna win the way that Mr. Churchill says Well Mr. Churchill says We gotta hold up our chins We gotta show some courage and some discipline We gotta black up the windows and nail up the doors And keep right on till the end of the war |
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| 9. |
| 3:08 |
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She's bought a hat
like Princess Marina's To wear at all her social affairs She wears it when she's cleaning the windows She wears it when she's scrubbing the stairs But you will never see her at Ascot She can't afford the time or the fare But she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's So she don't care He's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's Because it makes him feel like a Lord But he can't afford a Rolls or a Bentley He has to buy a secondhand Ford He tries to feed his wife and his family And buy them clothes and shoes they can wear But he's bought a hat like Anthony Eden's So he don't care Buddy can you spare me a dime My wife is getting hungry And the kids are crying This poverty is hurting my pride Buddy can you spare me, buddy can you spare me a dime She's bought a hat like Princess Marina's And her neighbors think it suits her a treat But she hasn't any food in the larder Nor has anybody else in the street But to look at her you'd think she was wealthy 'Cos she smiles just like a real millionaire 'Cos she's bought a hat like Princess Marina's So she don't care, she don't care, she don't care, She don't care |
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| 3:22 |
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I look back at the way I used to look at life
Soft, white dreams with sugar coated outside It was great, so great Young and innocent days I wish my eyes could only see Everything, exactly as it used to be It's too late, so late Young and innocent days I see the lines across your face Time has gone and nothing ever can replace Those great, so great Young and innocent days |
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| 11. |
| 3:09 |
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Remember walking with you by my side
You were my papa and I was your pride Now I've got children and I'm going grey No time for talking I got nothin' to say Those sunday dinners that we had at home Now I've got a house and I've got friends of my own We can't do tomorrow what we did yesterday It's best that we're going our separate ways, ok How is your rheumatism (nothing to say) How are your chillblains (nothing to say) How's aunty mabel (nothing to say) So far papa, I got nothin' to say, ok Those happy days we spent together We thought our world would never change How the days go by And things will never be the same You keep pretending that everything's fine So you make small talk to help pass the time But all the words that you spit from your face Add up to nothin' you got nothin' to say How are those noisy neighbors next door I'll have to go soon cos I'm getting bored I gotta be home early to see a good play So far papa, I got nothin' to say How is your life insurance (nothing to say) How is your trade union (nothing to say) How is your independence (nothing to say) So for papa, I got nothin' to say |
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| 12. |
| 5:26 |
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Arthur was born just a plain simple man
In a plain simple working class position Though the world was hard and its ways were set He was young and he had so much ambition All the way he was overtaken By the people who make the big decisions But he tried and he tried for a better life And a way to improve his own condition If only life were easy it would be such fun Things would be more equal and be plenty for everyone Arthur the world's gone and passed you by Don't you know it, don't you know it You can cry, cry all night but it won't make it right Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we know and we sympathize Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we like you and want to help you Somebody loves you don't you know it How is your life and your Shangri-la And your long lost land of Hallelujah And your hope and glory has passed you by Can't you see what the world is doing to ya And now we see your children Sailing off in the setting sun To a new horizon Where there's plenty for everyone Arthur, could be That the world was wrong Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur, could be You were right all along Don't ya know it, I hope ya know it Now we know and we sympathize We'd like to help you and understand you Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Somebody loves you, don't ya know it Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur the world's gone and passed you by Don't ya know it, don't ya know it You can cry, cry all night But it won't make it right Don't ya know it, don't ya know it Arthur we read you and understand you Arthur we like you and want to help you Oh! we love you and want to help you |
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A man lives at the corner of the street,
And his neighbors think he's helpful and he's sweet, 'Cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand, But no one knows he really is a plastic man. He's got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes, (Yeah, he's plastic man) He's got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose. (Yeah, he's plastic man) He's got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums, And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum. (Plastic bum) Plastic man got no brain, Plastic man don't feel no pain, Plastic people look the same, Yeah, yeah, yeah. Kick his shin or tread on his face, Pull his nose all over the place, He can't disfigure, or disgrace, Plastic man (plastic man). He's got plastic flowers growing up the walls, He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork, He likes plastic cups and saucers 'cause they never break, And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate. Plastic man got no brain, Plastic man don't feel no pain, Plastic people look the same, Yeah, yeah, yeah. Kick his shin or tread on his face, Pull his nose all over the place, He can't disfigure, or disgrace, Plastic man (plastic man). He's got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac, (Yeah, he's plastic man) And his children wanna be plastic like their dad, (Yeah, he's plastic man) He's got a phony smile that makes you think he understands, But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man) Plastic man (plastic man). |
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| 2:39 |
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I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen. This mind of mine is making life worthwhile. I wish that you'd have know Of all the plans I had in store for us, Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own. And this man, he weeps tonight, And his head is bowed with sorrow, But what can you do, sitting there, And you let him cry tomorrow, Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. I thought our thing would last, 'Cause it said so in my horoscope, The days have gone and past while dreaming away. The lighting here is dim, And the room closes in around me. Your picture's hanging loose on a rusting nail. And this man, he weeps tonight, And his head is bowed with sorrow, But what can you do, sitting there, And you let him cry tomorrow, Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. And this man, he weeps tonight, And his head is bowed with sorrow, But what can you do, sitting there, And you let him cry tomorrow, Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow. Yes, you'll let him cry tomorrow |
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| 3:16 |
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It seems like
all the world is fighting They're even talking of a war Let all the Russians and the Chinese And the Spanish do their fighting The sun is shining We're going drivin', drivin' Drop all your work Leave it behind Forget all your problems And get in my car And take a drive with me The sandwiches are packed The tea is in the flask We've plenty of beer And gooseberry tarts So take a drive with me We'll take your mother if you want to We'll have a picnic on the grass Forget your nephews And your cousins and your brothers and your sisters They'll never miss us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin'. drivin'. drivin' Thousands of trees Hundreds of fields Millions of birds So why don't you come And take a drive with me We'll talk to the cows And laugh at the sheep We'll lie in a field And we'll have a sleep So take a drive with me And all the troubled world around us Seems an eternity away And all the debt collectors Rent collectors All will be behind us But they'll never find us 'Cos we'll be drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' drive with me drive with me Passed Barnet Church Up to Potters Bar We won't be home late It's not very far So take a drive with me, take a drive with me Drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' |
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| 3:10 |
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I've been traveling a long time,
To be just where you are. In dreams I have seen you, But you are so very far. How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? I was your friend, I was a fool, I feel for you, though we're far apart. I see your face, Lost without trace, I see your mind, just an empty space. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. I know that it's not fair, To bear a bastard son, But why do you hide there, When we could have shared a love? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? I was your friend, I was a fool, I feel for you, though we're far apart. I see your face, Lost without trace, I see your mind, just an empty space. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. To me. |
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| 3:15 |
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Today, when she comes in,
I'll be standing at the door, and I won't say any more. I know that she's been there. It's not the way I look at her, it's the way she looks at me. Yes you can hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. When she lays on my bed, It's not me she's thinking of, it's just me that really cares. My time, I know is out, And she'll be walking through that door, And she'll lie again tomorrow night. Yes you can hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand any other night, Hold my hand, it's gonna be all right. Hold my hand any other night of the week, It's all right. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. Hold my hand. |
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I've gotta get a train, take me back home again,
See my daddy, momma wants to see me too. I'm gonna see my momma looking through the window At the station in the morning, been a few mornings since I've been home. I've been doing wrong but now I'm going home. So come on girls, you better put your best boots on. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those pretty girls. I'm gonna find them all. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. Well, I bought a new suit at the best pawn broker's shop, Bought my ticket from money that I saved in jail. I got a boot lace tie, I got for my pa, I got a head scarf, fair, I got for my momma that she won't wear. I've been doing wrong but now I'm going home. So come on girls, you better put your best boots on. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those pretty girls. I'm gonna find them all. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. I've gotta get a train, take me back home again, See my daddy, momma wants to see me too. 'cause when I get me back to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. 'cause when I get back to lincoln county, Gonna lift the lid off hell, drink some beer, I'm gonna live it swell(? ). Then I'm gonna shout for more. 'cause when I get home to lincoln county, Won't know which way to go, I'm gonna find all those pretty girls. I'm gonna find them all. |
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Hey, Mr. Reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself? Do you like what you're doing, Or is it that you can do nothing else? Hey, Mr. Reporter, I'll believe all that you put down. I'll believe the sun is going up, Even though it's going down. Hey, Mr. Reporter, Don't you twist my words around. I'll kill you, I won't let you, Distort my simple sound. Hey, Mr. Reporter, How 'bout talking about yourself? Do you like what you're doing, Or is it that you can do nothing else? Hey, Mr. Reporter, How 'bout talking about yourself? Do you like what you're doing, Or is it that you can do nothing else? Did your daddy stop you playing With your friends when you were young? And is that why you run down All the young folks have their fun. (?) The reason I am stupid, Is because I read you every day. You misquote all of the true things Because they rub you the wrong way. Hey, Mr. Reporter, How 'bout talking about yourself? Do you like what you're doing, Or is it that you can do nothing else? |
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Now that you've found your paradise
This is your kingdom to command You can go outside and polish your car Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la Here's your reward for working so hard Gone on the lavatories in the back yard Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car You just want to sit in your shangri-la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la The little man who gets the train Has got a mortgage hanging over his head But he's too scared to complain 'Cause he's conditioned that way Time goes by and he pays off his debts Got a T.V set and a radio For seven Shillings a week Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la All the houses on the street have got a name 'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go They tell your business in another Shangri-la The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car Too scared to think about how insecure you are Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la la la la la la la la la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la |
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