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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
I see her face
Everyday I see her face It doesn't help me She's so high I want to crawl all over her I think of her Everyday I think of her It doesn't help me She's so high I want to crawl all over her She doesn't help me She's so high I want to crawl all over her |
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from Blur - Coffee + Tv [ep] (1999)
Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn't very far There's people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There's wisdom there you're sure 'Til the words start slurring And you can't find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again |
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from Blur - Coffee + Tv [ep] (1999)
Tender is the night
Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is the day The demons go away Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling I'm Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the ghost The ghost I love the most Hiding from the sun Waiting for the night to come Tender is my heart I'm screwing up my life Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling I'm Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling I'm Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is my heart you know I'm screwing up my life Oh Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling I'm Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 |
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from Blur - Coffee + Tv [ep] (1999)
I am an ex offender
They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do Oh no You go hang around go round I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman I got no sent of existence I know the nodding dogs I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman The bu uh uh ug man I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah na na na na na oh oh... I go out in the city |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
I am the message centre
Local and direct Room to room an operator No calls today they'll just have to wait dear I call and I collect So just strike him softly away from the body You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble) Thoughts are just pissing away (in so much trouble) I am a manager I am in control As the local delegator No calls today dear they'll just have to wait dear I offer no guarantee at all So don't take it lightly you'll put yourself under You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble) Thoughts are just pissing away (in so much trouble) A new type face and new day (in so much trouble) You can't remember ten minutes ago (in so much trouble) It's too much trouble You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble) Thoughts are just pissing away (in so much trouble) A new type face and new day (in so much trouble) You can't remember ten minutes ago (in so much trouble) It's too much trouble La la la la la La la la la (to fade) |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Tender is the night
Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is the day The demons go away Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Tender is the ghost The ghost I love the most Hiding from the sun Waiting for the night to come Tender is my heart I'm screwing up my life Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is my heart you know I'm screwing up my life Oh Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing Come on Come on Come on Get through it Come on Come on Come on Love's the greatest thing That we have I'm waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I am an ex offender
They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do Oh no You go hang around go round I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman I got no sent of existence I know the nodding dogs I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah You go hang around around Look out for the Bugman I watch myself hang on You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman The bu uh uh ug man I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah na na na na na I go out in the city |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Do you feel like
a chain store Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn't very far There's people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There's wisdom there you're sure Til the words start slurring And you can't find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh we could start over again Oh we could start over again Oh we could start over again Oh we could start over again |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Gimme good times
Gimme soul life Give me fever I'm a believer Give me anything Gimme space brain Gimme music, gimme love I've never seen love Gimme good times (I wanna be with you, Let me jump high and all I want is you) Gimme easy breathing Give me everything, everything, everything (wahka, wahka? Gimme good times Oh, gimme soul life Give me fever I'm a believer Give me anything (???) (I wanna be with you, Gimme space brain and all I want is you) Don't leave me ever We'll live forever (yes we will, I know we will) Oh, gimme good times Gimme soul lifes Gimme fever I'm a believer You know I am Give me anything (???) (I wanna be with you, And gimme space brain and all I want is you) Gimme music, give me love I've never seen love Stick it in my brain (x3) La, lala, lala, lalala... |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Group using the loop
of another popgroup Group shooting the hoop And starving it up into the soup 'cause I'm of regular features and Adidas trainers completing the cycle teenage maniacs will bring it all back B.L.U.R.E.M.I. Group using the loop of another popgroup completing the cycle untill the teenage maniacs will bring it all back B.L.U.R.E.M.I. |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle
Someone..oooh Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Completion Search Here I love the bow See me walk on down to Adorn myself, it's a new song glory Cos. see me, what do you think of now? Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Can turn your sights kill until sub-zero see me oh it turns you on All my gawe It's the end of your Take your last one now Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I left my street I'm a guillotine
Pulling away In my machine, Where have I been, now? Not you Shooting stars in my left arm An alcohol low Giving away time to Casio Sun is slow I got soul Is this where I'm going to We'll see We'll see We'll see I kill this sleep I'm the man in the moon Walking on sand on my home high noon In love with the moon, love you Cos I lift my Street I'm a guillotine Pull it away In my machine Forget where I've been before Forget you Is this where I'm going to We'll see We'll see We'll see |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I'm a country boy
I've got no soul don't sleep at night The world's growing old I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I've gotta get over
I've gotta get over I've got to get better Will love you forever I've gotta find genius I've gotta get better I've gotta stop smoking I've gotta get better Caramel Caramel... Where is the magic? I've gotta get better Oh lord give me magic I'll love you forever I've gotta find mounts hill And live by the mountains I'll loveyou forever You are... And you are... |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I got no style
I'll take my time All those losers on the piss again I dose dose away That's just the way it is That's just the way it is I've got trimm trabb Like the flash boys have And I can't go back Let it flow, let it flow I sleep alone I sleep alone That's just the way it is Just the way it is Just the way it is Just the way it is Just the way it is That's just the way it is I got trimm trabb Like the flash boys have And I can't go back Let it flow, let it flow I sleep alone I sleep alone... |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
It's over
you don't need to tell me I hope you're with someone who makes you feel save in your sleeping tonight I won't kill myself trying to stay in your life I've got no distance left to run When you see me, please, turn your back and walk away I don't wanna see you 'cause I know the dreams that you keep that's where we meet when you're coming down think of me here I've got no distance left to run -whoo whoo whoo- It's over I knew it would end this way I hope you're with someone who makes you feel that this life, is a life Who settles down, stays around, spends more time with you, I've got no distance left to run I'm coming home It's over come on home no more |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails Trying not to be sick again And holding on for tomorrow London ice cracks on a seamless line He's hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la (x3) Holding on for tomorrow ...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... She's a twentieth century girl With her hands on the wheel Trying not to make him sick again Seeing what she can borrow London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes But we're we're lost on the Westway So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la (x3) Holding on for tomorrow Trying not to be sick again And holding for tomorrow She's a twentieth century girl Hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la (x3) Holding on for tomorrow Jim stops and gets out the car, goes to a house in Emperor's gate, Through the door and to his room, Then he puts the TV on, Turns it off and makes some tea, Says Modern Life Is Rubbish I'm Holding on for tomorrow, Then Susan comes into the room, She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile, Says let's take a drive to Primrose Hill, It's windy there and the view's so nice, London ice can freeze your toes Like anyone I suppose I'm Holding on for tomorrow.. |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
IT'S SIX O'CLOCK ON THE DOT AND I'M HALF WAY HOME
I FEEL FOUL MOUTHED AS I STAND AN WAIT FOR THE UNDERGROUND AND A NERVOUS DISPOSITION DOES'NT AGREE WITH THIS I NEED SOMETHING TO REMIND ME THAT THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE [CHORUS] YOU NEED A HOLIDAY SOMEWHERE IN THE SUN WITH ALL THE PEOPLE WHO ARE WAITING THERE NEVER SEEMS TO BE ONE SAY SOMETHING, SAY SOMETHING ELSE ADVERTISMENTS ARE HERE FOR RAPID PERSUASION IF YOU STARE TOO LONG YOU LOOSE YOUR APPETITE A NERVOUS DISPOSITION DOESN'T AGREE WITH THIS YOU NEED FAST RELIEF FROM ACHES AND STOMACH PAINS [CHORUS] DO YOU ADVERT THINK |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Colin Zeal knows the value of mass appeal
He's a pedestrian walker, he's a civil talker He's an affable man with a plausible plan Keeps his eye on the news, keeps his future in hand (And then he..) Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha While sitting in traffic, Colin thinks in automatic He's an immaculate dresser, he's your common aggressor He's a modern retard with a love of bombast Keeps his eye on the news, doesn't dwells on the past (And then he..) Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha (And then he..) Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha 'Cos Colin Zeal knows |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Only the magical transit children, sing sing a lullaby bah, bah, bah
Sitting on a pavement sucking on a long straw It's colourful, It's colourful, but it washes you out Here is my violence and here is the excuse I learnt it all, but only second hand Falling into walls, well what is it with you You'd never know, never know, never know We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way Pressure on Julian Swimming in yellow pissy water, sand getting in between the ears No blood in head in this bloody weather Irate people with yellow tongues Only the magical transit children, sing sing a lullaby bah,bah,bah Falling into walls, well what is it with you You'd never know, never know, never know We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way Pressure on Julian (There was pressure on Julian, pushing trolleys in the car park From B to A then back to B Pressure on Julian Passing out, precious little snout The birds are singing at night The birds are singing at night, Pressure on Julian) We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way Pressure on Julian |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Wash with new soap, Behind the collar
Keeps a clean mental state Don't usually bother in cold weather But still I'm getting into work late And I don't need the practice I've been making plans (For the future) Become an unconscious man (All for the good) I feel so unecessary (We don't think so, you seem starshaped) Have a couple at the weekend, Keeps up camaraderie And my mind boggles in the muddle, At the possibilities And I don't need the practice I've been making plans (For the future) Become an unconscious man (All for the good) I feel so unecessary (We don't think so, you seem starshaped) And I've been making plans (For the future) Become an unconscious man (All for the good) I feel so unecessary (We don't think so, you seem starshaped) I wash with new soap behind the collar Helps keep down the laundry And now I bother in cold weather Because it cleans me mentally And I really don't need the practice I've been making plans (For the future) Become an unconscious man (All for the good) I feel so unecessary (We don't think so, you seem starshaped) I've been making plans (For the future) Become an unconscious man (All for the good) I feel so unecessary (We don't think so, you seem starshaped) |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Air cushioned soles
I bought them on the Portbello Road on a Saturday I stop and stare awhile A common pastime when conversation goes astray And don't think I'm walking out of this She don't mind Whatever I say, whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever Blue, blue jeans I wear them every day There's no particular reason to change My thoughts are getting banal, I can't help it But I won't pull out hair another day And don't think I'm walking out of this She don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever If you don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever You know it's to be with you Don't give up on me yet Don't think I'm walking out of this She don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever If you don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever You know it's to be with you |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps
So she takes the bus into the country Although she got herself rosy cheeks She didn't leave enough money to pay the rent The landlord says that she's out in a week What a shame she was just getting comfy Now she's eating chocolate to induce sleep In a chemical world, It's very, very, very cheap And I don't know about you But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes It's been a hell of a do They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes Peeping Thomas has a very nice view Across the street at the exhibitionist These townies they never speak to you Just stick together so they never get lonely Feeling lead, feeling quite light-headed Had to sit down and have some sugary tea In chemical world, in a chemical world It's very, very, very cheap And I don't know about you But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes It's been a hell of a do They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes, yes I don't know about you But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes It's been a hell of a do They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes And now she's found about you But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes Well I don't know about you They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes Until you can see right through Until you can see right through Until you can see right through |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Lead in me and me in water, Dangling in my world
I swallowed too much oily water, it keeps slipping down my spine In a sense of self in decline, growing fat on sound It's only an early morning dream, and the whole world will be alright (CHORUS) My head is full of suspicion, I'm coming home sometime I've swallowed too much oily water, it keeps slipping down my spine In a sense of self in decline, lying on my back It's only an early morning dream, and the whole world will be alright (CHORUS) |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Miss America sits in the shower
She's plucking hours from the sky Picks up the telephone, into another home Don't ask me why I don't mind I don't mind at all I love only you She's a well wisher and she wishes you well Wish away, wish away She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho Wish away, wish away I don't mind I don't mind at all I love only you Da, do, da, da, do Da, do, da, da, do Here is here and I am here, where are you? Far away, far away She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho Wish away, wish away I don't mind I don't mind at all I love only you Da, do, da, da, do (x3) |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Practice doesn't make perfect whan you're interbreeding
Speaking drivel can it get confused with heavy breathing Mixing drinks at water holes get snarled up in the suburbs Meandering through this and that, you are suspected of vagueness When work is done, go to Villa Rosie every night So tasty Go form a queue at Villa Rosie every night So tasty Across the common every day, you come across the fine line But wearing boots can prevent the leeches in the long grass Eating between meals stifles the appetite is it healthy Coming home that nagging doubt there in your belly And all the while at Villa Rosie every night You're tasty A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night So taste.... All this has come to Villa Rosie every night They're waiting So form a queue at Villa Rosie every night So tasty Don't break your own back at Villa Rosie every night We're tasting A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night So tasty |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Primal, evil what am I
Tongue-tied 'til the day I die There's no love made mermaids It's just distraction or so they And I'm too tired to care about it Can't you see this in my face, my face When I feel this strange can I go through this again? When I feel this strange can I go through this again? It's a sorry state you're getting in The same excuse is wearing thin There's no self control left in me What was not will never will be And I'm too tired to care about it Can't you see this in my face, my face When I feel this strange can I go through this again? When I feel this strange can I go through this again? (....Or am I just coping?) And I'm too tired to care about it Can't you see this in my face The emphisis on coping Can't you see this in my face, my face When I feel this strange can I go through this again? When I feel this strange can I go through this again? (x2) (Can I be dreaming?...Or am I just coping?) |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, kazoo kazoo every time
Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4) Anyway you choose, anyway you choose at all Sometimes you get too much, some days it all gets too much Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, why do you turn your back on me? Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4) Anyway you choose, anyway you choose at all Some days you do too much, some days it all gets too much Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, kazoo kazoo every time Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4) |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
I think too much
On things I want too much It makes me hateful And I say stupid things Only you can fill my blank heart And I'm resigned to that I wish the sun Could just keep me warm And I'm resigned to that I'll forget to breathe someday I never stop to think why [Image] Back to lyrics.. [Popscene lyrics.] |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
I think too much
On things I want too much It makes me hateful And I say stupid things Only you can fill my blank heart And I'm resigned to that I wish the sun Could just keep me warm And I'm resigned to that I'll forget to breathe someday I never stop to think why |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Who maddest one on the M1
Who hasn't stopped sucking his thumb Who very straight and never grins Who cares what car he's driving in He is because he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own Who joined health club to glisten Into hi-fi precision Who mobile phone gives him the bone Who very keen on Sharon Stone And then he says.... 'Cos he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own On globe alone La la la lone (And he then he said) Who eats at the new brasserie Who only ever gets merry Who wouldn't be seen at bedtime Without putting Calvin Klein's on 'Cos he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
This is my work place
And these are the people I work with Yuko and Hiro We work together We work for the company That looks to the future We work hard to please them They will protect us I never see you We're never together I'll love you forever I drink in the evenings It helps with relaxing I can't sleep without drinking We drink together From Monday to Saturday I go to my workplace But on Sunday We're together Yuko and Hiro I never see you We're never together I'll love you forever |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet It wasn't easy But nothing is, no When I feel heavy metal And I'm pins and I'm needles Well I lie and I'm easy All of the time But I'm never sure when I need you Pleased to meet you I got my head done When I was young It's not my problem It's not my problem When I feel heavy metal And I'm pins and I'm needles Well I lie and I'm easy All of the time But I'm never sure when I need you Pleased to meet you Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
I got the licence I got dirty knees I've been swinging in trees A paid up member I've been eating fleas Running naked in the breeze Catatonia itch Catalonia stitch Oh, I've been running for miles I start to tingle from my head to my toes Oh, tomorrow it's a taint on the nose hetty hetty hetty hetty oh it뭩 a taint on the nose Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees She's in a sort of A capital freeze Cos the petrol's done a whole lot for me Catatonia itch Catalonia stitch Pray tomorrow is it-chy itchy itch Go to yourself on your map Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, and return to the trees Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, and return to the trees |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Now I fall to the ground
I can't get up, well never mind I know you'll pull me up by my bones And say I'm sand to polished stone Today's gone and it won't be long Before we fall asleep and forget what we've done We won't get up cos today is fun We're alone Now you bite my tongue And when the alcohol's gone I won't feel a thing So you can't carry on Today is gone and it won't be long Before we fall asleep and forget what we've done We won't get up cos today is fun We're alone It's numb It's numb It's numb |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Coming from your eyes
No more selfish lies It's an awful week Marry me in jeans There's nothing on the wall In the bitter hall The neon lights are on That's where my bitter gone Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Adrenalin is weak Shifting as we speak And the beers flow down Ritual underground And it seems to change Weather, it's a game The neon lights are on Stellar we'll take off Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Beetlebum
What you done She's a gun Now what you done Beetlebum Get nothing done, (aiii - ai-ooo) You beetlebum Just get numb, Now what you done Beetlebum And when she lets me slip away She turns me on and all my violence is gone Nothing is wrong I just slip away And I am gone Nothing is wrong She turns me on I just slip away and now I am gone Beetlebum Because your young She's a gun Now what you done Beetlebum She'll suck your thumb (aiii - ai-ooo), She'll make you cum Coz she's your gun Now what you've done Beetlebum He's on, he's on, he's on it He's on, he's on, he's on it He's on, he's on, he's on it He's on, he's on, he's on it... |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Yeah, I found no where
It got to know me Let me sleep all day Spent the money I haven't felt my legs Since the summer And I don't call my friends Forgot their numbers VIP 223 Had my chances Or did they have me I'll stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man I'm on the comeback road Yeah, I'm a blizzard And in my motor home Sweat on my pillow all night I'm a ballad man... |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges.
The sound of magic music in his ears. Videoed by a bus load of tourists. Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade. Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order. From a man in a tee-pee, California. Said he once was that great game show performer. Then he blew all his money away, he blew it all away. So take me home, don't leave me alone. I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad. No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, oh you should try it. R.E. Perot, get gold card soul. My joy of life is on a roll. And we'll all be the same in the end. Then you're on your own. Then you're on your own. Well, we all go happy day-glo in the disco. The sound of magic music in our brains. Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors Says Lord, give me time, for I've jumped into space I'm in outer space.......................... |
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from Trainspotting (트레인스포팅) [ost] (1996)
Keeping a brave face
In circumstances Is impossible Cannot describe So many decisions It's impossible To know which is The proper order The best position To be in Take advantage Or so it seems The way it goes. It's tragic / Sandman comes Laid down on your side / Two to one Too easy / In the dark You know that, you know / Dark reflections You're soaking wet / In my head You talk too much / In my bed It's not necessary / Again Before the ice melts / Sandman goes I just want to say / Two in tow This racket's yours / Wet and dumb Don't ask for more / Three's the number 'Cause somewhere along the line / Coming down Coming round again I've forgotten already |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn't very far There's people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There's wisdom there you're sure 'Til the words start slurring And you can't find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again 싸구려 플로어가 깔린 체인점 같다고 느끼나요? 쓸모없는 사람중의 하나라고 느끼나요? 이리저리 부대끼고 너무 지루한 채 말이예요. 많은 말들을 듣지만 공허하지요. 당신은 당신의 진정한 마음을 보여주지만 아무도 당신이 어떤지 신경쓰지 않네요. 자 그러니 커피, TV를 즐기며 당신의 과거 얘기를 털어놓으세요. 많은 일들을 봐왔지요. 점점 제 정신을 잃어가고 있어요. 뇌사 상태처럼요. 사회에 적응한다는거 제겐 너무나 어려운 일이죠. 그러니 이 크고 힘겨운 세상에서 날 데려가 제발 결혼해주세요. 그렇게 우린 다시 시작할 수 있어요. 전원으로 가볼까요 그리 멀지 않지요. 그곳에는 당신 있는 그대로의 모습을 반겨줄 사람들이 많답니다. 수많은 말들 지혜가 있다고 당신은 확신하지만 그 말들이 비방을 시작하면 당신은 해결책을 찾을수 없답니다. |
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from The Beach (비치) by Angelo Badalamenti [ost] (2000)
Well we all go happy day glow in the discos
The sound of magic music in our brains Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors Says' Lord give me time for I've jumped into space I'm in outer space So take me home don't leave me alone I'm not that good But I am not that bad No psycho killer Hooligan guerrilla I dream to riot Oh you should try it I'll eat parole get gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Then you're on your own (3) |
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from Dead Man On Campus (캠퍼스 데드맨) by Matt Mahaffey [ost] (1998)
Couldn't sell a buck like a private Joe
You're the one, you're the one Comb my hair and again I stare Go find a song before too long I've got a head full of/healthy feeling A simple feeling A sleeping feeling Today is gone Today is gone Today is gone Go to a store till they comfler/buy a comfrey A cowboy song, a cowboy song You're the one, you're the one In a cowboy song you're the one I've got a head full of/healthy feeling A simple feeling A sleeping feeling It's all gone Today is gone It's all gone I've got a simple feeling A useless feeling A sleeping feeling It's all gone Today is gone Today is gone |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
I see her face
Everyday I see her face It doesn't help me She's so high I want to crawl all over her I think of her Everyday I think of her It doesn't help me She's so high I want to crawl all over her She doesn't help me She's so high I want to crawl all over her |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
Sitting in a SDT
Waiting for an underground train To rumble underneath my feet Bang goes another day Where it went I could not say Now I'll have to wait another week When all is said and all is done What was said was never done Don't panic It's not really worth your while Bang goes another year In and out of one ear Everybody's doing it So do it too I don't need anyone But a little love Would make things better Sitting on the early bus Passing through the morning rush It makes no difference That I'm not with you Bang goes another year In and out of one ear Everybody is doing it I'll do it too I Know |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
It's up to you
You know it is I can't convince you All you have to do is Slow down I've always said It will never change All you have to do Just you be you I mean that's all I want to say All these things That I told you I didn't mean at all I didn't mean at all I'd forget you So if you come here If you come here All you have to do Just you be you I mean that's all I need to say to you |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
So sure
So sure you are Nothing can Touch you now I need to know Did you think of me But you're forgettng me now Slow down Don't be so Eager to let me go Realise it could change you It could change your mind Try, try, try All things remain the same So why try again |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
Do you do
Anything You ever do No, she said Do you want Anything You ever wanted No, she said She don't know how How to feel This is a bad day This is a bad day To know Do you have Anything You ever had No, she said Do you love Anyone You ever loved Yes, she said |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
I can't feel
I am numb I cant feel So whats the worth In all of this Sing to me So whats the worth in all of this If the child in your head If the child is dead Sing to me |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
You've taken the fun
Out of everything You're making me run When I don't want to think You've taken the fun Out of everything I don't want to think at all There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play You've taken the fun Out of everything You're making it clear when I don't want to think You're taking me up when I don't to go up anymore I'm just watching it all There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play (Ahh, ahhh, watch you play Ahh, ahhh, watch you play..) There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
Sorry
But I don't understand The things you say They make no sense at all Funny But I think that you mean them all This time Don't you I know that you think I'm a fool But couldn't you try To forgive a fool One more time Sorry But I'm not really listening I've got my mind On something else And sometimes I wonder if I'm here If I'm here at all I know that you want me to go Don't you But it's not as easy as it seems I know that you think I'm not here at all But I'm just as fed up as you I know that you want me to leave I'm amazed at how cold you can be Well, may my weak and insipid soul grow stronger In your absence |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
I don't understand
You're walking over me All over me To you Well, you must be mad And you know you are You should have known I'd do anything for you So, why Why Can't we come together Why Inside my head There's nothing left It's all been taken out By you And do I care Well, you know I do You should have known I'd do anything for you So, why Why Can't we come together Why Now it's all been said And you know it all Then you should have known I'd do anything for you For you |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
When you come here
Which you sometimes do Don't think that I really want you to And if you come here Which you always do Don't think that I expect you to Is that all I give you Is that all I give you And you talk too much Which you always do Don't think that I really want you to And if you talk too much Which you always do Don't think that I really need you to Is that all I give you Is that all I give you |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
It's my birthday
No one here day Very strange day I think of you day Go outside day Sit in park day Watch the sky day What a pathetic day I don't like this day It makes me feel too small I don't like these days They make me feel so small |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
Every time I come here
I'm not sure what to say I know it should be easy But it never seems that way You, you make me feel Like no one ever will So why, why do you bore me Until my heart is still You You wear me down My defenses are gone now And I can't fight I can't say I love you easily But you wouldn't want me to So I'd rather just say nothing And leave it up to you Then it's easy to forget You're just as small as me Then it's easy to forget You're just as foolish as me You You wear me down My defenses are gone now And I can't fight |
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from Blur - Coffee & T.V. (1999)
Coffee & TV
Do you feel like a chain store? Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn’t very far There’s people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There’s wisdom there you’re sure ’Til the words start slurring And you can’t find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Street's like a jungle
So call the police Following the herd Down to Greece On holiday - Love in the 90's Is paranoid On sunny beaches Take your chances looking for (chorus) Girls who are boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like they're girls Who do girls like they're boys Always should be someone you really love Avoiding all work Because there's none available Like battery thinkers Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers Nothing is wasted Only reproduced Get nasty blisters Du bist sehr sch But we haven't been introduced (chorus) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service
(Tracy Jacks) it's steady employment (Tracy Jacks) it's a golfing fanatic (Tracy Jacks) but his put is erratic (Tracy Jacks) saw a harley street doctor (Tracy Jacks) who prescribed healthy living (Tracy Jacks) but he's getting past forty (Tracy Jacks) and all the seams are splitting Everyday he got closer He knew in his heart he was over I'd love to stay here and be normal But it's just so overrated (Tracy Jacks) left home without warning (Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning (Tracy Jacks) got on the first train to walton (Tracy Jacks) and stood on the seafront (Tracy Jacks) threw his clothes in the water (Tracy Jacks) and ran around naked (Tracy Jacks) got stopped by the police (Tracy Jacks) and escorted back home Everyday he got closer He knew in his heart he was over I'd love to stay here and be normal But then it's just so overrated Tracy Jacks Tracy Jacks Tracy Jacks Tracy Jacks And then it happened on a tuesday morning Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in Saying it's just so overrated Tracy Jacks Tracy Jacks Tracy Jacks Tracy Jacks Everyday he got closer He knew in his heart he was over I'd love to stay here and be normal But it was always overrated |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
She said there's ants in the carpet
Dirty like monsters Eating all the morsels Picking up the rubbish Give her effervescence She needs a little sparkle Good morning tv You're looking so healthy (chorus) And we all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes Because we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century... it's nothing special Sex on tv Everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty He gives her a cuddle They're glowing in a huddle Good night tv You're all made up And you know that (chorus) Can you eat her yes you can (chorus) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur
Of what is known as (parklife) And morning soup can be avoided If you take a route straight through What is known as (parklife) John's got brewers droop he gets Intimidated by the dirty pigeons They love a bit of it (parklife) Who's that gut lord marching... You should cut down on your porklife mate... Get some exercise (chorus) All the people So many people They all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife Know what I mean I get up when I want except on wednesdays When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen (parklife) I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea And I think about leaving the house (parklife) I feed the pigeons I sometimes feed the sparrows too it gives me a sense of enormous well being (parklife) And then i'm happy for the rest of The day safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart Devoted to it (parklife) (chorus) Parklife (parklife) Parklife (parklife) It's got nothing To do with vorsprung durch technic you know And it's not about you joggers Who go round and round and round Parklife (parklife) (chorus x 2) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Grandma has got new dentures
To eat the crust on pizza Been taken out by her daughter Because she thought she ought'a The kids are eating snickers Because they're so delicious Then there's sticky fingers And mother looses her knickers (chorus) Bank holiday comes six times a year Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer ....then its back to work a.g.a.i.n. Bar-b-que is cooking Sausages and chicken The patio is buzzing The neighbours they are looking John is down the fun pub Drinking lots of lager Girls and boys are on the game All the high streets look the same (chorus) Back to work a.g.a.i.n. (chorus) Bank holiday |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
So far i've not really stayed in touch
Well you knew as much it's no surprise that today I'll get up early too from a lack of anything to do And I might as well just grin and bear it Because it's not worth the trouble of an argument And you have not really stayed in touch Well I knew as much it's no surprise that today I get up for round two with nothing to do Except get a touch of flu And I might as well grin and bear it Because it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case i'd rather wear it It's like a badhead in the morning And I know And I might as well grin and bear it Because it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case i'd rather wear it It's like a badhead in the morning (repeat) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
I spy in the night sky don't I
Phoebe Io Elara Leda Callisto Sinope Janus Dione Portia so many moons Quiet in the sky at night hot in the milky way Outside in Vega Capella Hadar Rigel Barnard's Star Antares Aldebaran Altair Wolf 359 Betelgeuse sun sun sun (to fade) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
All these dirty words
They make us look so dumb Been drinking far too much And neither of us mean what we say (chorus) Well you and I Collapsed in love And it looks like we might have made it, Yes it looks like we've made it to the end What happened to us Soon it will be gone forever Infatuated only with ourselves And neither of us can think straight anymore (chorus x 2) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
A malady has taken him over
Coughing tar in his japanese motor The lights are magic And he feels lucky And he's got money Shoots like an arrow - oh London loves The mystery of a speeding car London loves The misery of a speeding heart Its love u like, and everyone's at it And words are cheap when the mind is elastic He loves the violence Keeps ticking over So sleep together Before today is sold forever London loves The way people just fall apart London loves The way you just don't stand a chance London loves The mystery of a speeding car O-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh London loves The mystery of a speeding car London loves The misery of a speeding heart London loves The mystery London loves The way people just fall apart London loves The way we just don't stand a chance London loves A speeding heart |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
I am the message centre
Local and direct Room to room an operator (no calls today, dear, they'll just have to wait, dear) I call and I collect (so just strike him softly away from the body) You're made up too shiny today In so much trouble Your thoughts are just pissing away In so much trouble So much trouble I am a manager And I am in control As the local delegator (no calls today, dear, they'll just have to wait, dear) I offer no guarantee at all (so don't take it lightly, you passed your sell-by date) You're made up too shiny today In so much trouble Your thoughts are just pissing away In so much trouble A new typeface, a new day In so much trouble You can't remember ten minutes ago In so much trouble Too much trouble You're made up too shiny today In so much trouble Your thoughts are just pissing away In so much trouble A new typeface, a new day In so much trouble You can't remember ten minutes ago In so much trouble It's too much trouble |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
I'm on the white cliffs of dover
Thinking it over and over But if I jump its all over A cautionary tale for you I'd like to roll in the clover With you over and over On the white cliffs of dover And then i'd let you push me over (chorus) And if that is the fact then in actual fact It's not where it's at and it's over And if that is the fact then in actual fact It's not where it's at and it's over Yes it is And now the bluebirds are over Over the white cliffs of dover So when you push me over Don't bury me i'm not worth anything (chorus) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Bill Barret has a simple dream
He calls it his plan b Buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free And everyone is very friendly Plan b arrived on a holiday Took a cab to the shopping malls Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore Then found love on channel 44 (chorus) La la la la la he wants to go to magic america La la la la la he'd like to live in magic america With all the magic people Bill Barrett sent his postcards home To everyone he'd ever known they read Fifty nine cents gets you a good square meal From the people who care how you feel (chorus x 2) With all the magic people (fade to end) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Jubilee slouches in the settee
He losing all will to move He gone divy too much telly He watching 24 hours of rubbish He got butane he got plastic bags His eyes are going square oh yeah He no raver just anti social He no going to cut his hair He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen, he not mean enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen, Not keen on being like anyone else Jubilee's dad billy banker He thinks his son is a slob He should get out more stop scabbing He really should go and get a job He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen he not mean enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him where to go But he just don't get out enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him talk to girls But he's just too spotty He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen He not keen on being liked by anyone else So he just plays on his computer game He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen he not mean enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him where to go But he just don't get out enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him talk to girls But he's just too spotty He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen he not keen on being liked Anyone he's not being like Anyone jubilee's not like Anyone else |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
And into the sea goes pretty england and me
Around the bay of biscay and back for tea Hit traffic on the dogger bank Up the thames to find a taxi rank Sail on by with the tide and go asleep And the radio says (chorus) This is a low But it won't hurt you When you are alone it will be there with you Finding ways to stay solo On the tyne forth and cramity There's a low in the high forties And saturday's locked away on the pier Not fast enough dear On the malin head, blackpool looks blue and red And the queen, she's gone round the bend Jumped off land's end (chorus x 3) |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Fifteen times a week, love
Ha ha ha ha ha! |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Ambulance
I ain't got Nothing to be scared of, No I ain't got Nothing to be scared of No I ain't got Anything to be scared of 'Cos I love you I was born out of love It's the only way to come into this world I know I'm not all there But I'm getting, getting, getting there If you let me live my life I'll stay with you to the end And I know, lord I'm nearly there I want to tell you this I ain't got Nothing to be scared of, no No I ain't got Nothing to be scared of, no No I ain't got Anything to be scared Cause I love you I ain't got Nothing to be scared of No ain't got Nothing to be scared of (x2) |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Where's the love song?
To set us free Too many people down Everything turning the wrong way around And I don't know what love will be But if we start dreaming now Lord knows we'll never leave the clouds [CHORUS:] And you've been so busy lately that you haven't found the time To open up your mind And watch the world spinning gently out of time Feel the sunshine on your face It's in a computer now Gone are the future, way out in space [REPEAT CHORUS] (x2) Tell me I'm not dreaming but are we out of time? (We're) out of time Out of time (x4) |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Crazy Beat
Crazy beat crazy beat yeah yeah (x4) You got to get it together You're shooting at me You're just a teenage industry Why are the C.I.A. having fun They think you're clever 'cos you've blown up your lungs But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love my brothers on a Saturday night yeah Crazy beat crazy beat yeah yea (repeat) Break up I'm on my mobile and I'm talking to the president I got to get him for the money I've spent Trying to get him to party with me And even offered him ecstasy But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love my sister and I love her tonight Crazy beat crazy beat yeah yea (x4) Break up...It's a beat But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love my brothers on a Saturday night But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love that feeling and I love her tonight Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah (x4) |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Good Song
Waiting, I got no town to hide in The country's got a hold of my soul TV's dead and there ain't no war in my head And you seem very beautiful to me Sleeping but my works not done I could be lying on an atom bomb I'll take care Cause I know you'll be there You seem very beautiful to me It is the rest of your life keeps a rolling and rolling Picture in my pocket looks like you It is the rest of your life keeps a rolling, rolling, rolling along |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
On The Way To The Club
On my way to the club I fell down a hole All the people there Said you come alone And I, I just want to be, darling with you The music's made that way My eyes aren't blue There's nothing I can do So I stayed in the club Just rewarding myself Happiness could turn into something else And I just wanna be, darling with you The music's made that way My eyes aren't blue, there's nothing I can do |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Brothers and sisters
Rebuild your lives Were all drug takers Give us something tonight Cotton in academy Jelly, maize to Marjory White doves, from the war machine Everybody moving Cocaine, is for murderers Codeine, for the juror-ors Caffeine, made for all of us Everybody on it Records it that time again egg shapes expect from eminem burning on the yard again Smoking makes you holy Texting abbreviates the brain Aspirin, takes away the pain Welcome, everyone's the same Thats the way it is Brothers and sisters Rebuild your lives Were all drug takers Give us something tonight A hit though like a chloroform Sugar on the table Washed out, like a dinosaur Really dont believe it Sticky, sniffing superglue Sulphates, keeps you in the zoo Monkeys turning into you Everybody horny Absinthe... Tempo stop the cannonball Peanuts appears to make you walk Broken stops you screaming Living for anxiety Drinking is our society Guessing an intirity That's the way it is |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Caravan
Caravan is lost In the sun and the dust No-one loves you When you are lost Yeah I've been a clown Trying to pull my whole world down I thought I was strong But you are the one And when it comes, you'll feel the weight of it The weight of it And the day and you'll get away from it, Away from it Sometimes everything is easy Sometimes everything is easy La la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la I try to quit But my heart won't buy it I got family The caravan comes back for me And when it comes you'll feel the weight of it, The weight of it And the day, and you'll get away from it Away from it Sometimes everything is easy Sometimes everything is easy La la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la (repeat) |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
we've got a file on you
we've got a file on you we've got a file on you we've got a on you we've got a file on you we've got a file on you we've got a file on you we got a on you |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Moroccan Peoples Revolutionary Bowls Club
The trees are spinning oxygen They're the rockets we should fear If we go and let them off then we will disappear Then we will disappear, surely we will disappear The road is hot and dusty The desert needs a beer But if we go and blow it up then we will disappear Then we will disappear, surely we will disappear If we go and blow it up then we will disappear We will disappear surely We will disappear (x4) We will disappear |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Sweet Song
What am I to do Someone here is really not happy Put myself on a line It seems I never got through to you So I wean myself off slowly I'm a darkened soul My streets all pop music and gold Our lives are on TV You switch off and try to sleep People get so lonely I believe I believe I believe Everything's out to sea I believe I believe I believe I believe That is the way it should be I hope you feel the same Everyone is dying Stop crying now here comes the sun I didn't mean to hurt you no no no It takes time to see what you have done So I wean myself off slowly I believe I believe I believe Love is the only one I deceive I deceive I deceive I deceive Cos' I'm not that strong Hope you feel the same And now it seems that we're falling apart But I hope I see the good in you come back again I just believed in you |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Jets
Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets Jets are like comets |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Gene By Gene
I got a brain in left hand drive I don't asleep other side I ride a bullet like I'm Steve McQueen Each town I intervene A gram of keef and the barn is jumping It's alright we got time Got a radio hit in mind Can't see am I blind Every night and day In the U.S.A....I delete myself Got to know you gene by gene You're my jellybean Get out the shower And I'm force 15 I'm dead I'm clean Fatboy and the barn is jumping It's alright it's just tight Got to get into a better business Deep down happiness |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Battery In Your Leg
This is a ballad for the good times So put a battery in your leg Put a rock beat over anything Get it stuck there in your head You can be with me I got nothing to rely on I've broken every bone Everybody's stop believing But you know you're not alone You can be with me This is a ballad for the good times And all the dignity we had Don't get het up on the evil things You ain't coming back You can be with me If you want to be You can be with me... |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Stereotypes
The suburbs they are dreaming They're a twinkle in her eye She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye She wears a low cut T-shirt Runs a little B&B She's most accomodating when she's in her lingerie Wife-swapping is your future You know that it would suit ya Yes They're stereotypes There must be more to life All your life you're dreaming And then you Stop dreaming From time to time you know you should be Going on another bender The suburbs they are sleeping But he's dressing up tonight She likes a man in uniform He likes to wear it tight They're on the lovers' sofa They're on the patio And when the fun is over Watch themselves on video The neighbours may be staring But they are just past caring Yes The stereotypes There must be more to life All your life you're dreaming And then you Stop dreaming Time to time you know You're going on another bender Yes There must be more to life Than stereotypes |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
(So the story begins)
City dweller Successful fella Thought to himself: 'Oops, I've got a lot of money Caught in a rat race Terminally I'm a professional cynic But my heart's not in it I'm paying the price of living life at the limit Caught up in the century's anxiety' Yes, it preys on him He's getting thin (Try the simple life) He lives in a house A very big house In the country Watching afternoon repeats And the food he eats In the country He takes all manner of pills And piles up analyst bills In the country Oh, it's like an animal farm That's the rural charm In the country He's got morning glory and life's a different story Everything's going Jackanory Touched with his own mortality He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland Oh, it's a century's remedy For the faint at heart A new start (Try the simple life) He lives in a house A very big house In the country He's got a fog in his chest So he needs a lot of rest In the country He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh Takes herbal baths In the country You should come to no harm On the animal farm In the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why) |