| ACTIVE: | 2000s - | | FORMED: | 1983년 / 잉글랜드,London, England | | DISBANDED: | 1991년 | | STYLE: | | | MANIADB: | | |
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MAJOR SONGS
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6:02 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
The Age Of Consent (Moroder/Bellotte/Summer-"I Feel Love") (Goddard-"Johnny Remember Me")
Oh it's so good
Oh it's so good
Oh it's so good
Oh I'm in love
Oh I'm in love
Oh I'm in love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
Oh what'll it be
Oh what'll it be
Oh what'll it be
You an me yeah
Oh I'm in love
Oh I'm in love
Oh I'm in love
I fell love
I fell love
I fell love
I fell love
I fell love
Johnny remember me
Johnny why don't you remember me
Johnny I feel love for you
Johnny
I love you
Why don't you come back
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4:05 |
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from Edge Of Seventeen (17세의 혼돈) by Tom Bailey [ost] (1999)
Contempt in your eyes
As I turn to kiss his lips
Broken I lie
All my feelings denied
Blood on your fist
Can you tell me why?
You in your false securities
Tear up my life
Condemning me
Name me an illness
Call me a sin
Never feel guilty
Never give in
Tell me why?
You and me together
Fighting for our love
Can you tell me why
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4:05 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
Contempt in your eyes
As I turn to kiss his lips
Broken I lie
All my feelings denied
Blood on your fist
Can you tell me why?
You in your false securities
Tear up my life
Condemning me
Name me an illness
Call me a sin
Never feel guilty
Never give in
Tell me why?
You and me together
Fighting for our love
Can you tell me why
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4:43 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
The tings that you're liable to read in the bible
It ain't necessarily so.
Uavid was small but oh my
David was small but oh my.
He shot Goliath
Who lay down and dieth.
David was small but oh my
David was small but oh my.
Jonah
He lived in a whale
Jonah
He lived in a whale.
He made his home in that fishes abdomen.
Jonah
He lived in a whale
Tonah
He lived in a whale.
Moses was found on a stream
Moses was found on a stream.
Floated on water old Pharaoh's daughter
Fished him she says from that stream.
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
They tell all your children
The devil
He's a villain
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so.
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
Things that you're liable to read in that bible
It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily
It ain't necessarily
It ain't necessarily
It ain't necessarily
It ain't necessarily
It ain't necessarily
It ain't necessarily so.
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4:16 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
My man love my first love
My closetness and pain
My lying my deceiving
My rivers keep on crying
My father my action man
My hiding in the crowd
My mother my sisters eyes
My seniors and their prying
My freedom my prison cell
My tempting to destroy
My fantasies my lost control
My confusion disillusion
My hero my schoolboy
My physical abuse
My loneliness my aching brain
My pounding in the head
Machismo my manhood
My wanting just to scream
Scream yeah yeah heah
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4:01 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
No more war please
No more destruction of innocent life
No more living in fear
No more on our bended knees
To live is our right
No more war
No more war please
It's got to stop oh we've got to make it stop
No more money for bombs
When the poor people hungry on the street
No more sending young men to fight
As they die for false glory and false pride (do or die)
No more war please
Who wants to die
No more war please
Who wants to die
No more war no more war no more
Who wants to die who wants to die
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5:12 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
Work for money spend money
Spend for love love for money
Pain and love love and pain
Pain and lust lust for money
Love and money
Love and money
Exploit for money kill for love
Love for money exploited love
Love and money
Love and money
Burning me up
Oooh it's burning me up
Bruning me up
Oooh it's burning me up
Work for money spend money
Spend for love love for money
Money is the root of all evil
Money is the root of all evil
Money is the root of all evil
Money is the root of all evil
Hey-yah-hey
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5:03 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
But the answers you seek
Will never be found at home
The love that you need
Will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy
You were the one
That they'd talk about around town
As they put you down
And as hard as they would try
They'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them
Just to your soul
No, you never cried to them
Just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Cry, boy, cry...
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
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2:40 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
Hey we're headin' for a summer heatwave
Boys we're headin' for a summer heatwave
Summer he-e-e-e-e-eat wave yeah
Summer he-e-e-e-e-eat wave yeah
Tattoos and muscle passion and sweat
Summer he-e-e-e-e-eat wave
Yeah yeah
Dee dab dee ra dee dab dee dab doo yeah
Dee dab dee ra dee dab dee dab doo yeah
Dee dab dee ra dee dab dee dab doo yeah
Dee dab dee ra dee dab dee dab doo yeah
Summer heat save
Summer heat save
Summer heat save
Summer heat save
De ha ra doo yeah
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4:19 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
He can't take the street no more
Street too full full of junk
Thinks he'll hide in his room
Room too full full of junk
He turns to his T.V. T.V. full full of junk
Processed zombies pushing junk
Junk food junk clothes
Dressed in junk from head to toe
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
And be thankful what you get
He screams for more
Hits the night life once again
Night life full full of junk
Junk is all he'll ever know
Junk music junk dance
Too many junkheads on the floor
(Repeat chorus to end)
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4:20 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
The Age Of Consent (Somerville/Steinbachek/Bronski)
Need a man blues
He-e-hey!
I got those need a man blues
Driving me mad
I go those need a man blues
Hurting me bad
Sweet sweet sweet
Is the taste of a man
And sweeter still is the taste
Of his sweet tasting love
Evil, wicked or angel
Just give me a man
Evil, wicked or
Angel
Need a man blues
Need a man blues
Angel hurting me bad
Boys and heroes lovers and men
Turning me upside down
Again and again
Again and again
He-e-hey
I got those need a man blues
I got those need a man blues
Hurting me oh so bad
And the sweetest thing of all
Is men loving men loving men loving men
Is men loving men loving men loving men
I got those need a man blues
I got those need a man blues
Ne-he-he-he-he-he-he-ed a man blues
Ne-he-he-he-he-he-he-ed a man blues
Ne-he-he-he-he-he-he-ed a man blues
Ne-he-he-he-he-he-he-ed a man blues
Angel!
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5:04 |
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from Edge Of Seventeen (17세의 혼돈) by Tom Bailey [ost] (1999)
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
But the answers you seek
Will never be found at home
The love that you need
Will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy
You were the one
That they'd talk about around town
As they put you down
And as hard as they would try
They'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them
Just to your soul
No, you never cried to them
Just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Cry, boy, cry...
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
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8:21 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
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7:57 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
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2:58 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
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5:46 |
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from Bronski Beat - The Age Of Consent (2000)
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