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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Searching for some company
Feel the rhythm dance with me Them beat boy blues seem out of place Now they want to party pace party pace Dance dance on the floor Dance dance move some more Dance dance feel the heat Hit that perfect beat boy, hit that perfect beat beat boy I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got them feeling the perfect beat I've got that feeling that perfect feeling That perfect feeling all over me Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Hit that perfect hit that perfect hit that perfect beat boy Come come close to me I want this to be That perfect feeling all over me Come come close to me I want this to be That beat boy feeling all over me Too close for comfort too close for joy Boys in the back room their hearts destroy Touch and kiss a stranger if all else fails Hiding from the danger that's been sent from hell I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got them feeling the perfect beat I've got that feeling that perfect feeling That perfect feeling all over me Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy beat beat beat beat Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Hit that perfect hit that perfect hit that perfect beat boy Beat beat beat beat Beat beat beat beat boy Hit hit hit hit that perf- Beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat boy I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got that feeling that perfect beat (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling that perfect feeling That perfect feeling all over me (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got them feeling that perfect beat (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling that perfect feeling (feeling) That perfect feeling all over me (hit that perfect beat) I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings (feelings) I've got that feeling that perfect beat (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling that perfect feeling (feeling) That perfect feeling all over me (hit that perfect beat boy) (all over me) |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
Why don't you listen to the preacher, preacher man Just be aware, if you can There's a war on the horizon, yes they've got a bomb Bea it right or be it wrong You know the book, it will not save you Will not save you from the fall Yeas, why don't you keep on praying That judgement day would end it all End it all Truthdare doubledare Command or opinion Truthdare doubledare Truthdare doubledare Dare to be different Truthdare doubledare To be yourself Now judgement day is comin' And the people will be free We always think about our children And the way it's got to be I'm not praying for a miracle I never listen to the law I'm gonna put it all behind me I want you all to know the score. Why don't you listen to me preacher Would Jesus like what you have done? Why don't you know what you've been preaching To each and everyone You know your church has been a lying Been unfaithful to us all You know we gotta trust each other Or we'll all go up with the bomb Won't you listen to me preacher Listen to me please Hold your hand out to me preacher I'd even get down on my knees Yes there's war on the horizon And yes they've got the bomb This world it might be ending Be it right or be it wrong |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
We stand here trapped and so angry These walls are crumblin' down around me We've never got any money It never seems to be around any more So c'mon c'mon release me baby Only if you could C'mon c'mon relieve me darlin' This boy ain't what he should be tonight This is no big-big moment Can't see a second chance They'd even stops us from dancing And try to end our romance The emptiness that surrounds me This inner city decay It doesn't stop me from waiting To live our life our own way So c'mon c'mon release me baby Only if you could C'mon c'mon relieve me darlin' This boy ain't what he should be tonight This boy ain't what he should be tonight This boy ain't what he should be tonight Together we fight We'll make it tonight The same the whole world over No love to save our souls Some people think it's funny Alredy reached their goals Preaching victorian values Now in this day and age No wonder we're still angry We can't contain our rage any more Obe diama Obe denusu C'mon c'mon release me baby C'mon c'mon relieve me darlin' This boy ain't what he should be tonight |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
Rejected for no reason He finds it easy to cry Another day that pases How he tries to hide Confused with how he's feeling Ends up wanting much more Waits for the bell to ring But no-one's at the door. Living in a jail house A cell of his own Will he ever have his freedom Inside of his home? And the warden is his father The watcher his mum Under lock and key Until he's 21 Uncertain where he's going Uncertain of his love Uncertain what is coming Is this the punishment for love? They gave him everything he wanted And a little bit more But nothing seems to please him He stares at the floor Watching from the window His friends passing by Wishing he could be there (never satisfied) Living in a jailhouse A cell of his own Will he ever have his freedom Inside of his home The judge it is his father The jury his mum He'll just have to serve his sentence Until he's 21 Well you know Time waits for no-one Got a pace of its own The dawning of an idea To go it alone Longing for adventure Fear of the unknown Trying to find the courage Make a break of his own Fleeing from that jailhouse His heart full of hope There's a ride waiting for him To take him to the smoke |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
How can they be so cruel, When they call me names to hurt me, Exception to the rule No, they knowing nothing at all No they don't understand, How I could hold your hand Will they ever understand How I could hold your hand close to me Oh, we know how it feels Our love is real I'm a prisoner in this age It won't give in easy They'll have to turn the page Instead of putting you down Needing a helping hand I'm not so different after all Needing a promised land So we can get along |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
I've been working On the line To earn my pay To get away From all the pressure In this town When I walk around It brings me down I leave it up Up to you What you want Want me to do Keep hearing rumours About our love I can't go on I've had enough This heart, heart of mine It just keeps me rolling on You small town boy, you've got everything to fight for That old hard rain has fallen once before This heart, heart of mine It just keeps me from going under You smalltime boys, you've got everything to fight for Pick up that bag and walk right out that door Is there relief This pain inside Can't get it out Out of my mind What have I done? Deserving this? Where is the fun When you love someone? |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
Shake your body Lose your mind We set our standards In this world of mine Let's do it do it once again Let's do it do it one more time Let's do it while the night is young Don't keep, don't keep your distance You look so good You look so fine The question is your state of mind Let's do it, do it once again Let's do it, do it one more time Let's do it while the night is young Don't keep, don't keep your distance Gonna shake Gonna shake your body Chorus The presure's lifting I'm feeling high You cannot reach me In this world of mine Move your body Close to mine We've got our standard, in this world of mine |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
Gotta be careful who I meet tonight Put up the struggle, I'll put up the fight Loving is different, so full of fear Can't love you right, until the cure is here It's physical breakdown It's emotional blackmail It's uncontrollable it affects us all Here I am Dr John Here I am do you know what to do The papers report in the wrong way Don't care what they say, they don't educate People look on it with a different view Can you help me, explain Do you know what to do Used to be careless and so carefree That old life-style will be the death of me Dreading the system in this modern age It's killing our people, must try to be brave There must be something we can do It's catching up, breaking through There falls a silence across our land The situation's out of hand The situation is out of hand Do you know what to do |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
I start crying In my dreams Can't sleep at night No point in living No place to run, no place to hide I want love to stay with me Close by your side Living in my dreams I want love to stay with me Right by your side Living in my dreams I'm asking the questions That play on my mind I'm killing time Memories to find Thinking 'bout the friends I've left behind I'd make the wrong move Again and again I sing the same blues Again and again I keep searching In my dreams These tears won't dry No point in lying You know our love will never die No place to run No place to hide No place to roam With you on my mind |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Truthdare Doubledare
We stand here trapped and so angry These walls are crumblin' down around me We've never got any money It never seems to be around any more So c'mon c'mon release me baby Only if you could C'mon c'mon relieve me darlin' This boy ain't what he should be tonight This is no big-big moment Can't see a second chance They'd even stops us from dancing And try to end our romance The emptiness that surrounds me This inner city decay It doesn't stop me from waiting To live our life our own way So c'mon c'mon release me baby Only if you could C'mon c'mon relieve me darlin' This boy ain't what he should be tonight This boy ain't what he should be tonight This boy ain't what he should be tonight Together we fight We'll make it tonight The same the whole world over No love to save our souls Some people think it's funny Alredy reached their goals Preaching victorian values Now in this day and age No wonder we're still angry We can't contain our rage any more Obe diama Obe denusu C'mon c'mon release me baby C'mon c'mon relieve me darlin' This boy ain't what he should be tonight |
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from Bronski Beat - Truthdare Doubledare (1986)
Searching for some company
Feel the rhythm dance with me Them beat boy blues seem out of place Now they want to party pace party pace Dance dance on the floor Dance dance move some more Dance dance feel the heat Hit that perfect beat boy, hit that perfect beat beat boy I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got them feeling the perfect beat I've got that feeling that perfect feeling That perfect feeling all over me Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Hit that perfect hit that perfect hit that perfect beat boy Come come close to me I want this to be That perfect feeling all over me Come come close to me I want this to be That beat boy feeling all over me Too close for comfort too close for joy Boys in the back room their hearts destroy Touch and kiss a stranger if all else fails Hiding from the danger that's been sent from hell I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got them feeling the perfect beat I've got that feeling that perfect feeling That perfect feeling all over me Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy beat beat beat beat Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Hit that perfect hit that perfect hit that perfect beat boy Beat beat beat beat Beat beat beat beat boy Hit hit hit hit that perf- Beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat boy I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got that feeling that perfect beat (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling that perfect feeling That perfect feeling all over me (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings I've got them feeling that perfect beat (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling that perfect feeling (feeling) That perfect feeling all over me (hit that perfect beat) I've got that feeling them beat boy feelings (feelings) I've got that feeling that perfect beat (Beat boy beat boy) I've got that feeling that perfect feeling (feeling) That perfect feeling all over me (hit that perfect beat boy) (all over me) |
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from One Step Beyond: The Best of New Wave (2002)
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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from Top 80's Dance Collection (2009)
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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from Italo Dance Party Collection Vol. 4 (2010)
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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