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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
Well I know it's the night
but have you gotta beat the daylights out of me I'm getting so god-damned bruised I'll soon be softer than a stoned cherry And when you let your flesh creep over me you know I don't know what's come over me something about the way you drool and kiss makes love seem nothing like this You tear me up you grab what's mine you tear me up every single time you tear me up what a hideous crime you tear me up you're a bloody swine All this slurping and sucking you know it's putting me off my food you're noisier than a motorway and about two times - three times as rude You know you got such big eyes they make me feel so small my heart is only one mouthful but you - you can have it all You're just as hard as a pavement and I don't know where my passion went you think that maybe I could walk on you you'd make a damned good anaesthetic - I'll say that for you |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
Well I know it's the night
but have you gotta beat the daylights out of me I'm getting so god-damned bruised I'll soon be softer than a stoned cherry And when you let your flesh creep over me you know I don't know what's come over me something about the way you drool and kiss makes love seem nothing like this You tear me up you grab what's mine you tear me up every single time you tear me up what a hideous crime you tear me up you're a bloody swine All this slurping and sucking you know it's putting me off my food you're noisier than a motorway and about two times - three times as rude You know you got such big eyes they make me feel so small my heart is only one mouthful but you - you can have it all You're just as hard as a pavement and I don't know where my passion went you think that maybe I could walk on you you'd make a damned good anaesthetic - I'll say that for you |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
You say you don't love me
Well that's alright with me 'cause I'm in love with you And I wouldn't want you doing things you don't want to do Oh you know I've always wanted you to be in love with me And it took so long to realize the way things have to be I wanted to live in a dream that couldn't be real And I'm starting to understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me 'cause I have got the time To wait in case someday you maybe change your mind I've decided not to make the same mistakes this time around As I'm tired of having heartaches I've been thinking and I've found I don't want to live in a dream I want something real And I think I understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me I'm not in love with you I just want us to do the things we both want to do Though I've got this special feelin' I'd be wrong to call it love For the word entails a few things that I would be well rid of I've no need to live in a dream it's finally real And I hope you now understand this feeling I feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me You say you don't love me You say you don't love me Mmm |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
You say you don't love me
Well that's alright with me 'cause I'm in love with you And I wouldn't want you doing things you don't want to do Oh you know I've always wanted you to be in love with me And it took so long to realize the way things have to be I wanted to live in a dream that couldn't be real And I'm starting to understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me 'cause I have got the time To wait in case someday you maybe change your mind I've decided not to make the same mistakes this time around As I'm tired of having heartaches I've been thinking and I've found I don't want to live in a dream I want something real And I think I understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me I'm not in love with you I just want us to do the things we both want to do Though I've got this special feelin' I'd be wrong to call it love For the word entails a few things that I would be well rid of I've no need to live in a dream it's finally real And I hope you now understand this feeling I feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me You say you don't love me You say you don't love me Mmm |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
You say you don't love me
Well that's alright with me 'cause I'm in love with you And I wouldn't want you doing things you don't want to do Oh you know I've always wanted you to be in love with me And it took so long to realize the way things have to be I wanted to live in a dream that couldn't be real And I'm starting to understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me 'cause I have got the time To wait in case someday you maybe change your mind I've decided not to make the same mistakes this time around As I'm tired of having heartaches I've been thinking and I've found I don't want to live in a dream I want something real And I think I understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me I'm not in love with you I just want us to do the things we both want to do Though I've got this special feelin' I'd be wrong to call it love For the word entails a few things that I would be well rid of I've no need to live in a dream it's finally real And I hope you now understand this feeling I feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me You say you don't love me You say you don't love me Mmm |
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from Buzzcocks - "Different Kind of Tension, A" (2001)
You say you don't love me
Well that's alright with me 'cause I'm in love with you And I wouldn't want you doing things you don't want to do Oh you know I've always wanted you to be in love with me And it took so long to realize the way things have to be I wanted to live in a dream that couldn't be real And I'm starting to understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me 'cause I have got the time To wait in case someday you maybe change your mind I've decided not to make the same mistakes this time around As I'm tired of having heartaches I've been thinking and I've found I don't want to live in a dream I want something real And I think I understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me I'm not in love with you I just want us to do the things we both want to do Though I've got this special feelin' I'd be wrong to call it love For the word entails a few things that I would be well rid of I've no need to live in a dream it's finally real And I hope you now understand this feeling I feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me You say you don't love me You say you don't love me Mmm |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Box Set (2003)
You say you don't love me
Well that's alright with me 'cause I'm in love with you And I wouldn't want you doing things you don't want to do Oh you know I've always wanted you to be in love with me And it took so long to realize the way things have to be I wanted to live in a dream that couldn't be real And I'm starting to understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me 'cause I have got the time To wait in case someday you maybe change your mind I've decided not to make the same mistakes this time around As I'm tired of having heartaches I've been thinking and I've found I don't want to live in a dream I want something real And I think I understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me I'm not in love with you I just want us to do the things we both want to do Though I've got this special feelin' I'd be wrong to call it love For the word entails a few things that I would be well rid of I've no need to live in a dream it's finally real And I hope you now understand this feeling I feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me You say you don't love me You say you don't love me Mmm |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
You say you don't love me
Well that's alright with me 'cause I'm in love with you And I wouldn't want you doing things you don't want to do Oh you know I've always wanted you to be in love with me And it took so long to realize the way things have to be I wanted to live in a dream that couldn't be real And I'm starting to understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me 'cause I have got the time To wait in case someday you maybe change your mind I've decided not to make the same mistakes this time around As I'm tired of having heartaches I've been thinking and I've found I don't want to live in a dream I want something real And I think I understand now the way that you feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me Well that's alright with me I'm not in love with you I just want us to do the things we both want to do Though I've got this special feelin' I'd be wrong to call it love For the word entails a few things that I would be well rid of I've no need to live in a dream it's finally real And I hope you now understand this feeling I feel You say you don't You say you don't You say you don't love me You say you don't love me You say you don't love me Mmm |
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from Buzzcocks - "Different Kind of Tension, A" (2001)
You know you can't help it when you see that girl
You know you can't help undressing her You know you can't help thinking what she's got You know you can't help it you just can't help it! You know you can't help it getting into her You know you can't help it 'cause she's your world You know you can't help that sex is good You know you can't help it you just can't help it! Sex is known as a screw A bloody silly thing to do But anyway we're all Gonna do it 'cayse it's great You know you can't help what's between her thighs You know you can't help that honesty lies You know you can't help what's old but new You know you can't help it you just can't help it! Sex was made for you Causes deaths and murders too Love makes war it depends Which side you're on You know you can't help when something rings true You know you can't help when touch touches you You know you can't help that you're stone cold You know you can't help it you just can't help it! |
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from Buzzcocks - Flat-Pack Philosophy (2007)
No matter what I try is no good for you
Everything that I say, everything that I do It's crystal clear now that we're going nowhere And that once was a dream has become this nightmare Wish I never loved you but I just can't let go Now I know how it feels to have loved and lost Because of pride To be deserted so that hurt is all that's left inside I'm ashamed I've been blamed so much I wanted to die Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why Wish I never loved you but I just can't let go What makes me think I mean nothing to you? Everything that you say, everything that you do All you excuses, the lies you invent Provide more than a little discouragement Wish I never loved you but I just can't let go Now I know how it fells to have loved and lost Because of pride To be deserted so that hurt is all that's left inside I'm ashamed I've been blamed so much I wanted to die Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why |
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from Buzzcocks - French (2001)
Well it seems so real I can see it
And it seems so real I can feel it And it seems so real I can taste it And it seems so real I can hear it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? Then it looks so real I can see it And it feels so real I can feel it And it tastes so real I can taste it And it sounds so real I can hear it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? Then it looks so real I can feel it And it feels so real I can taste it And it tastes so real I can hear it And it sounds so real I can see it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? Now it is so real I can see it And it is so real I can feel it And it is so real I can hear it And it is so real I can be it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? |
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from Death Disco (2004)
Well it seems so real I can see it
And it seems so real I can feel it And it seems so real I can taste it And it seems so real I can hear it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? But then it looks so real I can see it And it feels so real I can feel it And it tastes so real I can taste it And it sounds so real I can hear it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? Then it looks so real I can feel it And it feels so real I can taste it And it tastes so real I can hear it And it sounds so real I can see it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? Now it is so real I can see it And it is so real I can feel it And it is so real I can hear it And it is so real I can be it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Well it seems so real I can see it
And it seems so real I can feel it And it seems so real I can taste it And it seems so real I can hear it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? But then it looks so real I can see it And it feels so real I can feel it And it tastes so real I can taste it And it sounds so real I can hear it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? Then it looks so real I can feel it And it feels so real I can taste it And it tastes so real I can hear it And it sounds so real I can see it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? Now it is so real I can see it And it is so real I can feel it And it is so real I can hear it And it is so real I can be it So why can't I touch it? So why can't I touch it? |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
> Whatever happened to - twin sets
Whatever happened to - hi-fi Whatever happened to - TV sex Whatever happened to - you and I Your passion is a product (Of) highlight and detail That come hither look Bonus offer retail Whatever happened to - pick-up trucks Whatever happened to - yellow pages Whatever happened to - burning books Whatever happened to - new ages Your emotions are cheap Cut price cash and carry Your heart on your sleeve For any Tom, Dick or Harry Your love is a cashed-in cheque Oh oh that's the way of all flesh Whatever happened to - Chairman Mao Whatever happened to - God above Whatever happened to - the cow Whatever happened to - plug-in love Your pasteurised life so fit for consumption Ooooo those undressing eyes so strictly commercial Your love is a cashed-in cheque Oh oh that's the way of all flesh All flesh All flesh |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Everything happens
Don't look for patterns You only perceive what you believe You need only believe to believe A map of illusion Of this land of confusion I saw the boy clad in leather For ever and ever and ever What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? There's no turning back now I'm under attack now I don't need a mirror to see Just what has happened to me There's no contradiction Between fact and fiction I saw the skies open And I heard the word spoken What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? Everything happens Don't look for patterns You only perceive what you believe You need only believe and you'll believe A map of illusion Of this land of confusion I see a boy clad in leather For ever and ever and ever (What do you know?) There's no turning back now (What do you know?) I'm under attack now (What do you know?) I see the skies are open (What do you know?) And I hear the word spoken What do you know? What do you know? (What do you know?) You only perceive what you believe (What do you know?) You need only believe to believe What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Box Set (2003)
Everything happens
Don't look for patterns You only perceive what you believe You need only believe to believe A map of illusion Of this land of confusion I saw the boy clad in leather For ever and ever and ever What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? There's no turning back now I'm under attack now I don't need a mirror to see Just what has happened to me There's no contradiction Between fact and fiction I saw the skies open And I heard the word spoken What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? Everything happens Don't look for patterns You only perceive what you believe You need only believe and you'll believe A map of illusion Of this land of confusion I see a boy clad in leather For ever and ever and ever (What do you know?) There's no turning back now (What do you know?) I'm under attack now (What do you know?) I see the skies are open (What do you know?) And I hear the word spoken What do you know? What do you know? (What do you know?) You only perceive what you believe (What do you know?) You need only believe to believe What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I just want a lover like any other
What do I get I only want a friend who will stay to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I'm in distress I need a caress What do I get I'm not on the make I just need a break What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I just want a lover like any other What do I get I only want a friend who will love to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get Well let me tell you now (What do I get) (What do I get) (What do ...) I get no love (What do ...) I get no sleep at nights (What do ...) I get nothing that's nice (What do ...) I get nothing at all At all,at all,at all At all,at all,at all 'Cause I don't get you |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I just want a lover like any other
What do I get I only want a friend who will stay to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I'm in distress I need a caress What do I get I'm not on the make I just need a break What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I just want a lover like any other What do I get I only want a friend who will love to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get Well let me tell you now (What do I get) (What do I get) (What do ...) I get no love (What do ...) I get no sleep at nights (What do ...) I get nothing that's nice (What do ...) I get nothing at all At all,at all,at all At all,at all,at all 'Cause I don't get you |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
I just want a lover like any other
What do I get I only want a friend who will stay to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I'm in distress I need a caress What do I get I'm not on the make I just need a break What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I just want a lover like any other What do I get I only want a friend who will love to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get Well let me tell you now (What do I get) (What do I get) (What do ...) I get no love (What do ...) I get no sleep at nights (What do ...) I get nothing that's nice (What do ...) I get nothing at all At all,at all,at all At all,at all,at all 'Cause I don't get you |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
I just want a lover like any other
What do I get I only want a friend who will stay to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I'm in distress I need a caress What do I get I'm not on the make I just need a break What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I just want a lover like any other What do I get I only want a friend who will love to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get Well let me tell you now (What do I get) (What do I get) (What do ...) I get no love (What do ...) I get no sleep at nights (What do ...) I get nothing that's nice (What do ...) I get nothing at all At all,at all,at all At all,at all,at all 'Cause I don't get you |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
I just want a lover like any other
What do I get I only want a friend who will stay to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I'm in distress I need a caress What do I get I'm not on the make I just need a break What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I just want a lover like any other What do I get I only want a friend who will love to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get Well let me tell you now (What do I get) (What do I get) (What do ...) I get no love (What do ...) I get no sleep at nights (What do ...) I get nothing that's nice (What do ...) I get nothing at all At all,at all,at all At all,at all,at all 'Cause I don't get you |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Box Set (2003)
I just want a lover like any other
What do I get I only want a friend who will stay to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I'm in distress I need a caress What do I get I'm not on the make I just need a break What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I only get sleepless nights Alone here in my half-empty bed For you things seem to turn out right I wish they'd only happen to me instead What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get I just want a lover like any other What do I get I only want a friend who will love to the end What do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get What do I get Oh oh what do I get Well let me tell you now (What do I get) (What do I get) (What do ...) I get no love (What do ...) I get no sleep at nights (What do ...) I get nothing that's nice (What do ...) I get nothing at all At all,at all,at all At all,at all,at all 'Cause I don't get you |
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from Buzzcocks - Buzzcocks (2003)
Well you live in a dream
Life's not what it seems This is the time for your wake up call No sense of being No way of seeing This is the time for your wake up call Ooh Ooh On that ice you swerve Well you got a nerve This is the time for your wake up call When you're living a lie Can't see eye to eye This is the time for your wake up call Ooh Ooh Tell me, tell me, tell me Tell me, what were you thinking of Tell me, tell me, tell me Tell me, what were you thinking of No cause for alarm It can't do you no harm This is the time for your wake up call So you walk in your sleep All those dreams you can keep This is the time for your wake up call Ooh Ooh |
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from Buzzcocks - Buzzcocks (2003)
Life's full of disappointments
Wonder where the good times went Craving for recognition Rather than accomplishment Nobody cares what your name is And it's gonna stay that way Everything is off the record Face it, there's nothing to say Life's only temporary And then you fucking die It's a useless situation Can't you see that I'm between Patience and persuasion Every single time Mingling amongst the masses That much would be enough You used to be my rival Quit when the going gets rough I never witnessed the moment When all you ever wanted was me Understand now the penny's dropped Pissed off bunny, not happy Don't want to think about it It makes me fucking mad It's a useless situation Can't you see that I'm between Patience and persuasion Every single time It's a useless situation Can't you see that I'm between Patience and persuasion Every single time I never witnessed the moment When all you ever wanted was me Understand now the penny's dropped Pissed off bunny, not happy Life's only temporary And then you fucking die It's a useless situation Can't you see that I'm between Patience and persuasion Every single time It's a useless situation Can't you see that I'm between Patience and persuasion Every single time |
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from Buzzcocks - Buzzcocks (2003)
Talking like you're some big news
Now you've got a chance to choose Baby there's nothing to lose Yeah, I'm up for the crack Maybe there's something to see Something about you and me Who knows what it could be But I'm up for the crack Yeah, up for the crack So many times I've waited Too many times sedated So many times elated Too many times sedated So many times I've waited Too many times sedated So many times elated Too many times sedated Crazy, I'm on the attack I've gotta scream for a regular jack And if you see me on your back Yeah, I'm up for the crack So many times I've waited Too many times sedated So many times elated Too many times sedated So many times I've waited Too many times sedated So many times elated Too many times sedated Crazy, I'm on the attack I've gotta scream for a regular jack And if you see me on your back Well, I'm up for the crack Breaking into something new You know there's one thing I can do And if I said I'd see it through Yeah, I'm up for the crack Up for the crack Up for the crack Yeah, I'm up for the crack Well, up for the crack Yeah, up for the crack Up for the crack |
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from Buzzcocks - French (2001)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Last night I dreamed that I took your life We cut it up together with a sharpened knife Then next night I found a dead horse in your bed And when I rolled over it was you instead Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Every time you lied, you actually died Shot in the head, in a cupboard and fried The next day I came, I was in a frame Hannibal the Cannibal all over again Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable And the wind blows, dreams of my rose [Solo] And the wind blows, dreams of my rose Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
You want more more than I can deliver
I love you more than you could ever know now Made it plain from the start Totally from the heart I'm to you like the mountain to Mohammed But these roles could be juxtaposed it's up to you now Made it plain from the start Totally from the heart Can't you hear a word I'm sayin' Every night I lie here prayin' I'm so scared I'm too scared of being alone So lonely lonely lonely till the next time Look at me while I try to think about you Look at me while I try to think about you Made it plain from the start Totally from the heart Can't you hear a word I'm sayin' Every night I lie hear prayin' I'm so scared and too scared of being alone So lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely Lonely lonely lonely till the next time From now on is the time for becoming One by one we can take control I'm telling you now Make it plain from the start Totally from the heart |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Strange thing happened one day
Someone thought they heard someone say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing happened one day Someone thought they heard someone say Get rid of complications Free yourself from frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta control this depression Strange thing happened today I thought I heard somebody say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing happened today I thought I heard somebody say Get rid of complications Free yourself from frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta control this depression Strange things will happen one day You think you hear somebody say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing will happen one day You think you hear somebody say Get rid of complications Free yourself from your frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta gotta control this depression |
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from Buzzcocks - French (2001)
Strange thing happened one day
Someone thought they heard someone say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing happened one day Someone thought they heard someone say Get rid of complications Free yourself from frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta control this depression Strange thing happened today I thought I heard somebody say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing happened today I thought I heard somebody say Get rid of complications Free yourself from frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta control this depression Strange things will happen one day You think you hear somebody say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing will happen one day You think you hear somebody say Get rid of complications Free yourself from your frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta gotta control this depression |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
Strange thing happened one day
Someone thought they heard someone say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing happened one day Someone thought they heard someone say Get rid of complications Free yourself from frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta control this depression Strange thing happened today I thought I heard somebody say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing happened today I thought I heard somebody say Get rid of complications Free yourself from frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta control this depression Strange things will happen one day You think you hear somebody say Gotta face new directions Get new expectations Strange thing will happen one day You think you hear somebody say Get rid of complications Free yourself from your frustrations Gotta control depression Gotta gotta control this depression |
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from Buzzcocks - Buzzcocks (2003)
He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead
(He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) He is poised to a very strange degree Wrapped up in emotional imagery Small and senseless on an alter ego trip He wants to alter your every ego trip Nothing special, nothing to see me Nothing doing, nothing with me Nothing much and nothing to do with me He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) He is awash in competing theories He's glad to be out of the house It's that time of the evening I need to have some feeling I'm all surface tension no pretension Keeps you going, gets you nowhere Present tense in the worst person singular He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) Because the message is cheap and exhilarating Now he's slobbering on the glass A sexistic boy having a world wide wank He says well that's very punk of me Nothing special, nothing to see me Nothing doing, nothing with me Nothing much and nothing to do with me He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead (He cries until the stars in his eyes are dead) He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are dead |
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from Buzzcocks - Flat-Pack Philosophy (2007)
Heading for bad weather
Hard rain is gonna come Everybody shakes to the sound of a gun You might think you're clever This thing will strike you dumb Everybody shakes to the sound of a gun You can live forever Just like everyone Everybody shakes to the sound of a gun Bullets flying everywhere What they hit they don't care A sonic sound is in the air This time it's now or never Like a rabbit on the run We could live together The time has got to come Everybody shakes To the sound of a gun |
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from Buzzcocks - Flat-Pack Philosophy (2007)
I'm a soul survivor and I live in a world of tack
Whatever they say it just rolls right across my back Clinging wreckage I was alive When the car crashed Swam out the water before My life started sinking fast Well they messed with my mind Tried to brainwash what I had Somethings they can't find So I guess that's not so bad Yeah I'm counting the hours You're a long time living dead And yesterday's flowers will be placed Upon your head So come on come on come on come on Let's roll through rings of fire So come on come on come on come on Let's light this flames desire Let's light this flaming fire Soul survivor |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Tried to find my sock
But I know that it's lost Something's gone wrong again Need a shave, cut myself, need a new blade Something's gone wrong again And again And again And again Again Something's gone wrong again Something's gone wrong again Tried to fry an egg, broke the yolk, no joke Something's gone wrong again Look at my watch just to tell the time but the hands come off mine Something's gone wrong again Something's gone wrong again And again And again And again Again Something's gone wrong again Something's gone wrong again Nothing ever happens to people like us Except we miss the bus Something goes wrong again Need a smoke, use my last 50p, but the machine is broke Something's gone wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Nothing ever happens to people like us Except we miss the bus Something goes wrong again Need a smoke, use my last 50p, but the machine is broke Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Turned up early in time for our date But then we turn up late Something goes wrong again Need a drink, go to the pub, but the bugger shuts Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Ah, something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Box Set (2003)
Tried to find my sock
But I know that it's lost Something's gone wrong again Need a shave, cut myself, need a new blade Something's gone wrong again And again And again And again Again Something's gone wrong again Something's gone wrong again Tried to fry an egg, broke the yolk, no joke Something's gone wrong again Look at my watch just to tell the time but the hands come off mine Something's gone wrong again Something's gone wrong again And again And again And again Again Something's gone wrong again Something's gone wrong again Nothing ever happens to people like us Except we miss the bus Something goes wrong again Need a smoke, use my last 50p, but the machine is broke Something's gone wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Nothing ever happens to people like us Except we miss the bus Something goes wrong again Need a smoke, use my last 50p, but the machine is broke Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Turned up early in time for our date But then we turn up late Something goes wrong again Need a drink, go to the pub, but the bugger shuts Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again And again And again And again Again Something goes wrong again Ah, something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again Something goes wrong again |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
Feeling like I'm almost sixteen again
Layin' 'round doing nothing like all my friends Play it cool don't get angry, count up to ten Just like I was sixteen again No one gets the lowdown right from the start Everybody gets the showdown right from the heart But that's all that's on the menu and life's a la carte I don't know Things in life are not played for keeps If it makes you happy it'll make you weep And if you want some more practical advice If you can't think once then don't think twice 'Cause things won't seem so nice You'll wish you were sixteen again, oh no Feeling rather strange when you're sixteen again Things don't seem the same, the past is so plain This future is our future, this time's not a game This time you're sixteen again Always on your own when there's nobody else Asking myself would I be someone else But after all life's only death's recompense I don't know Things in life are not played for keeps If it makes you happy it'll make you weep And if you want some more practical advice If you can't think once then don't think twice 'Cause things won't seem so nice You'll wish you were sixteen again, oh no Look at me here I am for your eyes Mirrored proof of what you recognize I know I never will feel quite like you And I know you won't treat me right till I do But at least we'll know it's true That I'm sixteen again, oh no Feeling like I'm almost sixteen again Lazing 'round doing nothing like all my friends Play it cool don't get angry, count up to ten Just like I was sixteen again Always on your own when there's nobody else Asking myself would I be someone else But after all life's only death's recompense I don't know Look at me here I am for your eyes Mirrored proof of love's suicide I know I never will feel quite like you And I know you won't treat me right till I do But at least we'll know it's true That I'm sixteen again, oh no Sixteen again Sixteen again |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
You know I don't like dancin'
An' I don't like to bop Too much movement's exertion Makes me wish I could drop Dro' dro' dro' dro' dro' dro' drop An' I don't like French kissin' 'Cause you swallow my tongue And you think that you're oh so very old You only want me 'cause you think I'm so young Yo' yo' yo' yo' yo' yo' young All right OK No way An' I wish I was sixteen again Then things would be such fun All the things I'd do would be the same But they're much more fun Than when you're twenty wo' wo' wo' wo' wo' one All right OK No way An' I hate modern music Disco boogie pop They go on an' on an' on an' on an' on How I wish they would stop |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
You know I don't like dancin'
An' I don't like to bop Too much movement's exertion Makes me wish I could drop Dro' dro' dro' dro' dro' dro' drop An' I don't like French kissin' 'Cause you swallow my tongue And you think that you're oh so very old You only want me 'cause you think I'm so young Yo' yo' yo' yo' yo' yo' young All right OK No way An' I wish I was sixteen again Then things would be such fun All the things I'd do would be the same But they're much more fun Than when you're twenty wo' wo' wo' wo' wo' one All right OK No way An' I hate modern music Disco boogie pop They go on an' on an' on an' on an' on How I wish they would stop |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
You know I don't like dancin'
An' I don't like to bop Too much movement's exertion Makes me wish I could drop Dro' dro' dro' dro' dro' dro' drop An' I don't like French kissin' 'Cause you swallow my tongue And you think that you're oh so very old You only want me 'cause you think I'm so young Yo' yo' yo' yo' yo' yo' young All right OK No way An' I wish I was sixteen again Then things would be such fun All the things I'd do would be the same But they're much more fun Than when you're twenty wo' wo' wo' wo' wo' one All right OK No way An' I hate modern music Disco boogie pop They go on an' on an' on an' on an' on How I wish they would stop |
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from Buzzcocks - "Different Kind of Tension, A" (2001)
Sitting round at home, sitting round at home
Sitting round at home, watching the pictures go Sitting round at home, sitting round at home Sitting round at home, watching the pictures go I watch the news at one, I do it every day They always find someone to take my mind away It's a family show, ten part serial Something for everyone, tea on end part one Whatever turned you off, was it the turning on Ideal state of mind, increase your perception Sitting round at home, sitting round at home Sitting round at home, watching the pictures go Sitting round at home, sitting round at home Sitting round at home, watching the pictures go I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting I'm sitting |
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from Buzzcocks - Buzzcocks (2003)
When you don't know who you are
And you're walking with a scar In the places that are breaking down your mind It's a complicated day Busy people on their way Mirrored buildings reflecting in your eyes Sick city sometimes Sick city in your mind Sick city sometimes Sick city left you way behind Through the paper and the trash All the needles and the cash Side by side with the man in the big car Then it turns the dead of night And you get into a fight And the blades run down your back like superstars Sick city sometimes Sick city in your mind Sick city sometimes Sick city left you way behind Sick city sometimes Sick city in your mind Sick city sometimes Sick city left you way behind Sick city sometimes Sick city in your mind Sick city sometimes Sick city left you way behind Now the buildings take a fall And it tries to kill us all In the name of something zero in your mind Now the buildings take a fall And it tries to kill us all In the name of something zero in your mind Sick city sometimes Sick city in your mind Sick city sometimes Sick city left you way behind |
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from Buzzcocks - Flat-Pack Philosophy (2007)
The lights are so bright all the things you wanted
Set within your sights you sell your soul tonight And in the morning there's something not quite right Sell you everything Sell me everything And every Friday night you've spent all your money It's turned daylight well if it's wrong or right Some things are funny under the street light Sell you everything Sell me everything Yeah the lights are so bright And all the things you wanted Set within you sights Sell you everything Sell me everything |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Here in suburbia
There's nothing left to see Just want to spend my time running free I've had enough of the day job I can see farther than that Just want to spend my time running free The air of tension still is rising higher Screaming emotions are singing to you (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Here in the engine room A pulse shouts for a word Just want to spend my time running free I'll pull out condition There's no need to face facts Just want to spend my time running free You better make a move before sleeping gets you You better shape soon before the weak things make you (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Here in proles' paradise Experiments on the weak Just want to spend my time running free It's a trick of the torment You tend to forget yourself Just want to spend my time running free Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder It's just been rearranged to keep the strata (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder It's just been rearranged to keep the strata (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) |
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from Buzzcocks - French (2001)
Here in suburbia
There's nothing left to see Just want to spend my time running free I've had enough of the day job I can see farther than that Just want to spend my time running free The air of tension still is rising higher Screaming emotions are singing to you (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Here in the engine room A pulse shouts for a word Just want to spend my time running free I'll pull out condition There's no need to face facts Just want to spend my time running free You better make a move before sleeping gets you You better shape soon before the weak things make you (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Here in proles' paradise Experiments on the weak Just want to spend my time running free It's a trick of the torment You tend to forget yourself Just want to spend my time running free Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder It's just been rearranged to keep the strata (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder It's just been rearranged to keep the strata (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
Here in suburbia
There's nothing left to see Just want to spend my time running free I've had enough of the day job I can see farther than that Just want to spend my time running free The air of tension still is rising higher Screaming emotions are singing to you (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Here in the engine room A pulse shouts for a word Just want to spend my time running free I'll pull out condition There's no need to face facts Just want to spend my time running free You better make a move before sleeping gets you You better shape soon before the weak things make you (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Here in proles' paradise Experiments on the weak Just want to spend my time running free It's a trick of the torment You tend to forget yourself Just want to spend my time running free Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder It's just been rearranged to keep the strata (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) Your conscience may be changed as the plan gets harder It's just been rearranged to keep the strata (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) (No no no time no no no time) |
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from Buzzcocks - Flat-Pack Philosophy (2007)
Been contemplating lately what you mean to me
You are the one I care about, the only one I love And though we may be separated by the sea It's still just you I'm dreaming of you must believe me Para siempre means forever And I intend to keep that promise, you know I have this dream of yearning burning in my heart Of how goos things still would be if we made a brand new start Seven empty days fill weeks tough months become years But I still cherish memories of romantic beers And so I'll tell you something you already know Para siempre means forever I still intend to keep that promise, you know What I want is reconciliation This separation's more than I can bear Don't wanna be alone, my love is guaranteed I want to know that you still care And so I'll tell you something you already know Para siempre means forever I still intend to keep that promise, you know No need to be alone Your love is all I need Just say the word and I'll be there |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
Been contemplating lately what you mean to me
You are the one I care about, the only one I love And though we may be separated by the sea It's still just you I'm dreaming of you must believe me Para siempre means forever And I intend to keep that promise, you know I have this dream of yearning burning in my heart Of how goos things still would be if we made a brand new start Seven empty days fill weeks tough months become years But I still cherish memories of romantic beers And so I'll tell you something you already know Para siempre means forever I still intend to keep that promise, you know What I want is reconciliation This separation's more than I can bear Don't wanna be alone, my love is guaranteed I want to know that you still care And so I'll tell you something you already know Para siempre means forever I still intend to keep that promise, you know No need to be alone Your love is all I need Just say the word and I'll be there |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
I'm in love with the real world
It's mutual or so it seems 'Cause only in the real world Do things happen like they do in my dreams Some of the rules may be different But maybe they'll stay the same In the real world In the real world In the real world We both win when we play the same game I'm in love with somebody I wish somebody loved me too You may wonder how this concerns you Well perhaps the somebody is you I don't even know what your name is But I just hope that you'll stay In the real world In the real world In the real world Things happen this way I'm in love with somebody I wish somebody loved me too You may wonder how this concerns you Well perhaps the somebody is you I don't even know what your name is But I just hope that you'll stay In the real world In the real world In the real world We both win when we play the same game In the real world In a real world In a real world By the way what's your name |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
You're an awful lot of fun
Forever on the run You're my number one But if you're not late Then I guess you never come You're always on my side boy When it comes to playing games of who are we We never find out why though That our own raison d'etre we can't see You're an awful lot of fun Forever on the run You're my number one But if you're not late Then I guess you never come I said blue eyes would suit you Yes they do oh I knew I would be right But watch your friends don't get you 'Cause if they do I won't be seeing you tonight |
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from Buzzcocks - "Different Kind of Tension, A" (2001)
You're an awful lot of fun
Forever on the run You're my number one But if you're not late Then I guess you never come You're always on my side boy When it comes to playing games of who are we We never find out why though That our own raison d'etre we can't see You're an awful lot of fun Forever on the run You're my number one But if you're not late Then I guess you never come I said blue eyes would suit you Yes they do oh I knew I would be right But watch your friends don't get you 'Cause if they do I won't be seeing you tonight |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Everybody's happy nowadays
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Everybody's happy nowadays
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Everybody's happy nowadays
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
Ah, loving you is easy you are on my side
We played the game strictly to our rules We led the field a love affair Which made all other lovers fools Oh, how can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We promised that we'd always have time for each other Whenever I needed you'd be there We promised to be true there'd be no other We promised that forever we would care Oh, how can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We had to change Oh, but you stayed the same You wouldn't change Oh, what a shame 'Cause loving you's not easy you're not on my side We play a game with two sets of rules We lead the field in a love affair Oh, strictly meant for fools Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) Were made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) You never have any time for me Whenever I need you you're not there You've never been true and it's plain to see The fact is you never really cared Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) We made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Ah, loving you is easy you are on my side
We played the game strictly to our rules We led the field a love affair Which made all other lovers fools Oh, how can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We promised that we'd always have time for each other Whenever I needed you'd be there We promised to be true there'd be no other We promised that forever we would care Oh, how can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We had to change Oh, but you stayed the same You wouldn't change Oh, what a shame 'Cause loving you's not easy you're not on my side We play a game with two sets of rules We lead the field in a love affair Oh, strictly meant for fools Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) Were made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) You never have any time for me Whenever I need you you're not there You've never been true and it's plain to see The fact is you never really cared Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) We made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Ah, loving you is easy you are on my side
We played the game strictly to our rules We led the field a love affair Which made all other lovers fools Oh, how can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We promised that we'd always have time for each other Whenever I needed you'd be there We promised to be true there'd be no other We promised that forever we would care Oh, how can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We had to change Oh, but you stayed the same You wouldn't change Oh, what a shame 'Cause loving you's not easy you're not on my side We play a game with two sets of rules We lead the field in a love affair Oh, strictly meant for fools Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) Were made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) You never have any time for me Whenever I need you you're not there You've never been true and it's plain to see The fact is you never really cared Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) We made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Ah, loving you is easy you are on my side
We played the game strictly to our rules We led the field a love affair Which made all other lovers fools Oh, how can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We promised that we'd always have time for each other Whenever I needed you'd be there We promised to be true there'd be no other We promised that forever we would care Oh, how can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We had to change Oh, but you stayed the same You wouldn't change Oh, what a shame 'Cause loving you's not easy you're not on my side We play a game with two sets of rules We lead the field in a love affair Oh, strictly meant for fools Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) Were made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) You never have any time for me Whenever I need you you're not there You've never been true and it's plain to see The fact is you never really cared Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) We made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Box Set (2003)
Ah, loving you is easy you are on my side
We played the game strictly to our rules We led the field a love affair Which made all other lovers fools Oh, how can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We promised that we'd always have time for each other Whenever I needed you'd be there We promised to be true there'd be no other We promised that forever we would care Oh, how can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We had to change Oh, but you stayed the same You wouldn't change Oh, what a shame 'Cause loving you's not easy you're not on my side We play a game with two sets of rules We lead the field in a love affair Oh, strictly meant for fools Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) Were made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) You never have any time for me Whenever I need you you're not there You've never been true and it's plain to see The fact is you never really cared Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) We made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
Ah, loving you is easy you are on my side
We played the game strictly to our rules We led the field a love affair Which made all other lovers fools Oh, how can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down (down) How can you ever let me down These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We promised that we'd always have time for each other Whenever I needed you'd be there We promised to be true there'd be no other We promised that forever we would care Oh, how can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? (down) How can you ever let me down? These promises (a-ah) Are made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) We had to change Oh, but you stayed the same You wouldn't change Oh, what a shame 'Cause loving you's not easy you're not on my side We play a game with two sets of rules We lead the field in a love affair Oh, strictly meant for fools Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) Were made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) You never have any time for me Whenever I need you you're not there You've never been true and it's plain to see The fact is you never really cared Oh, why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down (down) Why did you ever let me down Those promises (a-ah) We made for us (o-o-oh o-oh) |
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from Buzzcocks - "Different Kind of Tension, A" (2001)
Where in the world are we
Everything's fake nothing's real I guess it just depends on how you feel Why are you wasting my time With questions when everything's fine Why are things so nice Is this the place that they call Paradise Oh it's Paradise Look around you day by day See the people on their way On Friday nights collecting their pay So don't tell me what's wrong and what's right 'Cause a knife fight on Saturday night Is the only kind of justice not nice But it's the only kind that's given here in Paradise Oh it's Paradise Where in the world are we Everything's fake nothing's real I guess it just depends on how you feel Why are you wasting my time With questions when everything's fine Why are things so nice Is this the place that they call Paradise Oh it's Paradise |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Well you tried it just for once
Found it alright for kicks But now you found out It's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneakin' in the back door With dirty magazines And your mother wants to know "What are those stains on your jeans?" You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You get in a heat You get in a sulk But you still keep on beatin' Your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Cassanova You're a no-Joseph It's a labour of love Fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic Robbins On the Christmas cakes Butcher's assistants and bellhops You've had 'em all here and there Children of god and their joy strings International women with no body hair So you're asking in an alley And you're voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough You're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnnie want fuckie All ways and always He's got the energy He will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Well you tried it just for once
Found it alright for kicks But now you found out It's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneakin' in the back door With dirty magazines And your mother wants to know "What are those stains on your jeans?" You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You get in a heat You get in a sulk But you still keep on beatin' Your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Cassanova You're a no-Joseph It's a labour of love Fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic Robbins On the Christmas cakes Butcher's assistants and bellhops You've had 'em all here and there Children of god and their joy strings International women with no body hair So you're asking in an alley And you're voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough You're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnnie want fuckie All ways and always He's got the energy He will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
Well you tried it just for once
Found it alright for kicks But now you found out It's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneakin' in the back door With dirty magazines And your mother wants to know "What are those stains on your jeans?" You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You get in a heat You get in a sulk But you still keep on beatin' Your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Cassanova You're a no-Joseph It's a labour of love Fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic Robbins On the Christmas cakes Butcher's assistants and bellhops You've had 'em all here and there Children of god and their joy strings International women with no body hair So you're asking in an alley And you're voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough You're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnnie want fuckie All ways and always He's got the energy He will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Well you tried it just for once
Found it alright for kicks But now you found out It's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneakin' in the back door With dirty magazines And your mother wants to know "What are those stains on your jeans?" You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You get in a heat You get in a sulk But you still keep on beatin' Your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Cassanova You're a no-Joseph It's a labour of love Fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic Robbins On the Christmas cakes Butcher's assistants and bellhops You've had 'em all here and there Children of god and their joy strings International women with no body hair So you're asking in an alley And you're voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough You're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnnie want fuckie All ways and always He's got the energy He will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Box Set (2003)
Well you tried it just for once
Found it alright for kicks But now you found out It's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneakin' in the back door With dirty magazines And your mother wants to know "What are those stains on your jeans?" You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You get in a heat You get in a sulk But you still keep on beatin' Your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Cassanova You're a no-Joseph It's a labour of love Fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic Robbins On the Christmas cakes Butcher's assistants and bellhops You've had 'em all here and there Children of god and their joy strings International women with no body hair So you're asking in an alley And you're voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough You're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnnie want fuckie All ways and always He's got the energy He will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
Well you tried it just for once
Found it alright for kicks But now you found out It's a habit that sticks And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Sneakin' in the back door With dirty magazines And your mother wants to know "What are those stains on your jeans?" You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You get in a heat You get in a sulk But you still keep on beatin' Your meat to pulp And you're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're a kid Cassanova You're a no-Joseph It's a labour of love Fucking yourself to death Orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict You're makin' out with school kids Winos and heads of state You've even made it with the lady Who puts the little plastic Robbins On the Christmas cakes Butcher's assistants and bellhops You've had 'em all here and there Children of god and their joy strings International women with no body hair So you're asking in an alley And you're voice ain't steady The sex mechanic's rough You're more than ready You're an orgasm addict You're an orgasm addict Johnnie want fuckie All ways and always He's got the energy He will amaze He's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict He's always at it He's always at it And he's an orgasm addict He's an orgasm addict |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
Operators manual
Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse Indicating blue Operators manual Tells me what to find And how to make adjustments when You tamper with my mind Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse And I'm feeling blue Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Operators manual
Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse Indicating blue Operators manual Tells me what to find And how to make adjustments when You tamper with my mind Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse And I'm feeling blue Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
Operators manual
Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse Indicating blue Operators manual Tells me what to find And how to make adjustments when You tamper with my mind Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse And I'm feeling blue Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Operators manual
Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse Indicating blue Operators manual Tells me what to find And how to make adjustments when You tamper with my mind Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through Operators manual Tells me what to do When emotions blow a fuse And I'm feeling blue Operators manual On page sixty-three Tells me what to do when you Do these things to me Oh, operators manual I'd just fall apart without you If only I had a mechanic Then somehow I know I'd pull through |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
Oh shit I thought you and I were friends
Oh shit I guess this is where our love ends Oh shit I thought things were goin' well But it hasn't turned out so swell Has it Oh shit Oh shit pride comes before a fall Oh shit and once you lose one you've lost them all Oh shit I guess this time's the time And it seem you're no longer mine Don't it Oh shit Oh shit Oh shit I wish I'd known before now Oh shit that you were such a cow Oh shit I wouldn't've wasted my time Oh shit chasin' somethin' which wasn't mine Face it You're shit You're shit Oh shit I wish I'd known before now Oh shit that you were such a fuckin' cow Oh shit I wouldn't've wasted my time Oh shit chasin' somethin' which could never be mine Admit You're shit You're shit You're shit Admit admit You're shit You're shit You're shit You're shit You're shit |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Oh shit I thought you and I were friends
Oh shit I guess this is where our love ends Oh shit I thought things were goin' well But it hasn't turned out so swell Has it Oh shit Oh shit pride comes before a fall Oh shit and once you lose one you've lost them all Oh shit I guess this time's the time And it seem you're no longer mine Don't it Oh shit Oh shit Oh shit I wish I'd known before now Oh shit that you were such a cow Oh shit I wouldn't've wasted my time Oh shit chasin' somethin' which wasn't mine Face it You're shit You're shit Oh shit I wish I'd known before now Oh shit that you were such a fuckin' cow Oh shit I wouldn't've wasted my time Oh shit chasin' somethin' which could never be mine Admit You're shit You're shit You're shit Admit admit You're shit You're shit You're shit You're shit You're shit |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
I'm on my own now
You've gone and left me I bet you don't know How you've upset me 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all Did you love me? I'd like to think so But I was blameless So why did you go? 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all I've lost a lover And I am certain I'll get another So why'm I hurtin' 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I'm on my own now
You've gone and left me I bet you don't know How you've upset me 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all Did you love me? I'd like to think so But I was blameless So why did you go? 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all I've lost a lover And I am certain I'll get another So why'm I hurtin' 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I'm on my own now
You've gone and left me I bet you don't know How you've upset me 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all Did you love me? I'd like to think so But I was blameless So why did you go? 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all I've lost a lover And I am certain I'll get another So why'm I hurtin' 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all 'Cause I've nothing left at all At all, at all, at all, at all At all, at all, at all I've nothing left at all |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
I bet that you love me like I love you
But I should know that gambling just don't pay So I look up to the sky And I wonder what it'll be like in days gone by As I sit and bathe in the wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I always used to dream of the past But like they say yesterday never comes Sometimes there's a song in my brain And I feel that my heart knows the refrain I guess it's just the music that brings on nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come About the future I only can reminisce For what I've had is what I'll never get And although this may sound strange My future and my past are presently disarranged And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I look and I only see what I don't know All that was strong invincible is slain Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine And I feel like I'm trapped in the middle of time And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come About the future I only can reminisce For what I've had is what I'll never get And although this may sound strange My future and my past are presently disarranged And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I look I only see what I don't know All that was strong invincible is slain Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine And I feel like I'm caught in the middle of time And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I bet that you love me like I love you
But I should know that gambling just don't pay So I look up to the sky And I wonder what it'll be like in days gone by As I sit and bathe in the wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I always used to dream of the past But like they say yesterday never comes Sometimes there's a song in my brain And I feel that my heart knows the refrain I guess it's just the music that brings on nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come About the future I only can reminisce For what I've had is what I'll never get And although this may sound strange My future and my past are presently disarranged And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I look and I only see what I don't know All that was strong invincible is slain Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine And I feel like I'm trapped in the middle of time And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come About the future I only can reminisce For what I've had is what I'll never get And although this may sound strange My future and my past are presently disarranged And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I look I only see what I don't know All that was strong invincible is slain Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine And I feel like I'm caught in the middle of time And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I bet that you love me like I love you
But I should know that gambling just don't pay So I look up to the sky And I wonder what it'll be like in days gone by As I sit and bathe in the wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I always used to dream of the past But like they say yesterday never comes Sometimes there's a song in my brain And I feel that my heart knows the refrain I guess it's just the music that brings on nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come About the future I only can reminisce For what I've had is what I'll never get And although this may sound strange My future and my past are presently disarranged And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I look and I only see what I don't know All that was strong invincible is slain Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine And I feel like I'm trapped in the middle of time And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come About the future I only can reminisce For what I've had is what I'll never get And although this may sound strange My future and my past are presently disarranged And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come I look I only see what I don't know All that was strong invincible is slain Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine And I feel like I'm caught in the middle of time And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come Ah, nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come Nostalgia for an age yet to come |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
Pretty girls
Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy shout "Noise annoys"? Go.. Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Pretty girls
Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy shout "Noise annoys"? Go.. Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Pretty girls
Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy shout "Noise annoys"? Go.. Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Pretty girls
Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy shout "Noise annoys"? Go.. Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? |
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from Buzzcocks - French (2001)
Pretty girls
Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy shout "Noise annoys"? Go.. Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy scream "Noise annoys"? Pretty girls Pretty boys Have you ever heard your mommy say "Noise annoys"? |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
When I phone you night and day
I get no reply no reply I keep writing those letters and send them away To get no reply no reply No reply oh can't you see No reply it's ruining me Even if I ask the reason why I get no reply no reply No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply I'm bruising my knuckles knocking at your door But I get no reply no reply I've stood it for so long I can't stand it no more To get no reply no reply No reply oh can't you see No reply it's ruining me Even if I ask the reason why I get no reply no reply No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply I'm bruising my knuckles knocking at your door But I get no reply no reply I've stood it for so long I can't stand it no more To get no reply no reply No reply oh can't you see No reply it's ruining me Even if I ask the reason why I get no reply no reply No reply Oh no no no no no no no no no No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply reply reply reply |
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from Buzzcocks - 30 (2010)
When I phone you night and day
I get no reply no reply I keep writing those letters and send them away To get no reply no reply No reply oh can't you see No reply it's ruining me Even if I ask the reason why I get no reply no reply No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply I'm bruising my knuckles knocking at your door But I get no reply no reply I've stood it for so long I can't stand it no more To get no reply no reply No reply oh can't you see No reply it's ruining me Even if I ask the reason why I get no reply no reply No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply no reply I'm bruising my knuckles knocking at your door But I get no reply no reply I've stood it for so long I can't stand it no more To get no reply no reply No reply oh can't you see No reply it's ruining me Even if I ask the reason why I get no reply no reply No reply Oh no no no no no no no no no No reply no reply Oh no no no no no No reply reply reply reply |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
You said the things you did in the past
Were all because you're living too fast But now I'm here you're taking it slow You know what you know you know you don't know I only want to be with you You do you do you do you do too You do you do you do you do too But I'm so happy just to be with you I knew what you knew what you knew you knew too Ah You said that time you didn't love me Although I'd been the cutest you'd seen But would the past have changed even though You know what you know you know you know now I only want you by my side Some kinds of pride I just can't hide Some kinds of pride just can't be denied But I know that oh no no no |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Box Set (2003)
You said the things you did in the past
Were all because you're living too fast But now I'm here you're taking it slow You know what you know you know you don't know I only want to be with you You do you do you do you do too You do you do you do you do too But I'm so happy just to be with you I knew what you knew what you knew you knew too Ah You said that time you didn't love me Although I'd been the cutest you'd seen But would the past have changed even though You know what you know you know you know now I only want you by my side Some kinds of pride I just can't hide Some kinds of pride just can't be denied But I know that oh no no no |
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