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Do you believe in E.S.P.?
I do and I'm trying to get through to you If you're picking up off me Think about just what to do, think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you, so think Do you believe in E.S.P.? I've been trying to get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do, don't you |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
There's bed in your eyes
But there's nothing there to trust Just lust, just lust You're telling me lies When you say that it's a must Just lust, just lust You shattered all my dreams And my head's about to bust Is it all real, that's how it seems But it all comes down to dust Your hands feel a need I don't know if it's too much Just lust, just lust It seems it's only greed To taste all that you touch Just lust, just lust You shattered all my dreams And my head's about to bust Is it all real, that's how it seems But it all comes down to dust You're driven to possess It hurts it's so unjust Just lust, just lust If nothing matters less Then I wouldn't make a fuss Just lust, just lust I was slow to catch on And that just makes it worse If passion is a fashion Then emotion is a curse I was slow to catch on And that just makes it worse If passion is a fashion Then emotion is a curse You're driven to possess It hurts it's so unjust Just lust, just lust If nothing mattered less Then I wouldn't make a fuss Just lust, just lust It's my imagination To see things as I choose Love has a reputation That it can only lose |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
When you kiss me
Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face It's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I'd no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Ah, it's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I had no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Will you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face When you miss me In your dreams does my lover have your face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
Well I'm going out
I'm gonna find myself a lover I'm gonna look until I drop I'll never stop I won't give up in any way Shape or form Well I'm going out I'm gonna find myself a girl Take her out into the world We'll learn to dance We'll take a chance We'll start romance all over again Love is lies, love is eyes Love is everything that's nice Love is not as cold as ice But that's what that means to me Well I'm going out I'm gonna find myself someone Going to see them just for fun A love affair But no one there It's in my head now it's all gone Love is lies, love is eyes Love is everything that's nice Love is not cold as ice But that's what that means to me Well I'm going out I'm gonna find myself a girl Take her out into the world We'll learn to dance We'll take a chance We'll start romance all over again Love is lies, love is eyes Love is everything that's nice Love is not as cold as ice But that's what that means to me Well I'm going out I'm gonna find myself someone Going to see them just for fun A love affair But no one there It's in my head, now it's all gone Love is lies, love is eyes Love is everything that's nice Love is not as cold as ice But that's what that means to me Love is lies, love is eyes Love is everything that's nice Love is not as cold as ice But that's what that means to me |
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from Buzzcocks - Love Bites (1978)
I'm in love again
Been like this before I'm in love again This time's true I'm sure Don't wanna end up like no nine day wonder I've been hurt so many times before So my darlin' I will never leave you It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more It's my heart again That drives me so wild I just can't explain Although I'm not a child So why would I cry if you ever left me? Maybe 'cause you're all I'm livin' for With every heartbeat I want you madly It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more Oh my love again What I say is true Though it may sound plain I love you And it means more to me than life can offer And if this isn't true love then I am sure That after this love there'll be no other Until the razor cuts |
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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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)
Your looks
My charm My own imagination My loves Your hates Your own infatuation Are everything Are everything My hopes Your fears Your only limitation Your thoughts My schemes My own evaluation Are everything Are everything My looks Your charm Your own imagination Your loves My hates My own infatuation Are everything Are everything Your hopes My fears My only limitation My thoughts Your schemes Your own evaluation Are everything Are everything Your looks My charm My own imagination My loves Your hates Your own infatuation Are everything Are everything My hopes Your fears Your only limitation Your thoughts My schemes My own evaluation Are everything Are everything My looks Your charm Your own imagination Your loves My hates My own infatuation Are everything Are everything Your hopes My fears My only limitation My thoughts Your schemes Your own evaluation Are everything Are everything |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Your looks
My charm My own imagination My loves Your hates Your own infatuation Are everything Are everything My hopes Your fears Your only limitation Your thoughts My schemes My own evaluation Are everything Are everything My looks Your charm Your own imagination Your loves My hates My own infatuation Are everything Are everything Your hopes My fears My only limitation My thoughts Your schemes Your own evaluation Are everything Are everything Your looks My charm My own imagination My loves Your hates Your own infatuation Are everything Are everything My hopes Your fears Your only limitation Your thoughts My schemes My own evaluation Are everything Are everything My looks Your charm Your own imagination Your loves My hates My own infatuation Are everything Are everything Your hopes My fears My only limitation My thoughts Your schemes Your own evaluation Are everything Are everything |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
It's a thing that's worth having
Yes I would Buys you your life sir If it could I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
It's a thing that's worth having
Yes I would Buys you your life sir If it could I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Do you believe in E.S.P.?
I do and I'm trying to get through to you If you're picking up off me Think about just what to do, think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you, so think Do you believe in E.S.P.? I've been trying to get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do, don't you |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Do you believe in E.S.P.?
I do and I'm trying to get through to you If you're picking up off me Think about just what to do, think Brainwaves transmitted from my mind Of a magnetic kind I don't know what to do If I can't get through to you, so think Do you believe in E.S.P.? I've been trying to get through to you If you've been picking up off me Then you'll know just what to do, don't you |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
You spurn my natural emotions
You make me feel I'm dirt and I'm hurt And if I start a commotion I run the risk of losing you and that's worse Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with I can't see much of a future Unless we find out what's to blame, what a shame And we won't be together much longer Unless we realize that we are the same Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with You disturb my natural emotions You make me feel I'm dirt and I'm hurt And if I start a commotion I'll only end up losing you and that's worse Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with Fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
You spurn my natural emotions
You make me feel I'm dirt and I'm hurt And if I start a commotion I run the risk of losing you and that's worse Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with I can't see much of a future Unless we find out what's to blame, what a shame And we won't be together much longer Unless we realize that we are the same Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with You disturb my natural emotions You make me feel I'm dirt and I'm hurt And if I start a commotion I'll only end up losing you and that's worse Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone Ever fallen in love In love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with Fallen in love with Ever fallen in love with someone You shouldn't've fallen in love with |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I was so tired of being upset
Always wanting something I never could get Life's an illusion love is a dream But I don't know what it is Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays I was so tired of being upset Always wanting something I never could get Life's an illusion love is a dream But I don't know what it is 'Cause everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Life's an illusion love is the dream But I don't know what it is Everyone's saying things to me But I know it's okay, okay Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Life's an illusion love is a dream Life's an illusion love is the dream Life's the illusion love is a dream Life's the illusion love is the dream Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Well, bet you're tired of being upset Always wanting something you never could get Life's an illusion love's not a dream Now I know just what it is Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I was so tired of being upset
Always wanting something I never could get Life's an illusion love is a dream But I don't know what it is Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays I was so tired of being upset Always wanting something I never could get Life's an illusion love is a dream But I don't know what it is 'Cause everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Life's an illusion love is the dream But I don't know what it is Everyone's saying things to me But I know it's okay, okay Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Life's an illusion love is a dream Life's an illusion love is the dream Life's the illusion love is a dream Life's the illusion love is the dream Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Well, bet you're tired of being upset Always wanting something you never could get Life's an illusion love's not a dream Now I know just what it is Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
They're nice and precise, each one begins and ends
They may win you admirers, but they'll never earn you friends Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars They're so depressing going around and around Ooh, they make me dizzy, oh fast cars they run me down Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars Sooner or later, you're gonna listen to Ralph Nader I don't wanna cause a fuss, but fast cars are so dangerous Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, fast cars I hate fast cars |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
They're nice and precise, each one begins and ends
They may win you admirers, but they'll never earn you friends Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars They're so depressing going around and around Ooh, they make me dizzy, oh fast cars they run me down Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars Sooner or later, you're gonna listen to Ralph Nader I don't wanna cause a fuss, but fast cars are so dangerous Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, fast cars I hate fast cars |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
A fiction romance
I love this love story That never seems to happen in my life A fiction romance All love and glory That never seems to happen in my life Dreams of love and dreams of pain And dreams again again again Again which can be yours just by taking hold Dreams that I can realize Are quite contained within your eyes Say fiction romance is not so old A fiction romance The love of the ages That never seems to matter in my life A fiction romance On magazine pages That never seems to feature in my life Dreaming scheming unaware That quite somewhere some unaware folk Are not thinking 'bout what they have been told Something strange is happening to The way I see the world I view That fiction romance is not sold As a fiction romantic I never expected All these things to happen in real life And no fiction romantic Could ever've predicted All the things that happen in my life When I don't know what to do I just think about me and you If I was a little stronger then I'd be bold Something strange is happening to me I don't know what these shivers mean to you Is this the fiction kind of romance getting hold A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
A fiction romance
I love this love story That never seems to happen in my life A fiction romance All love and glory That never seems to happen in my life Dreams of love and dreams of pain And dreams again again again Again which can be yours just by taking hold Dreams that I can realize Are quite contained within your eyes Say fiction romance is not so old A fiction romance The love of the ages That never seems to matter in my life A fiction romance On magazine pages That never seems to feature in my life Dreaming scheming unaware That quite somewhere some unaware folk Are not thinking 'bout what they have been told Something strange is happening to The way I see the world I view That fiction romance is not sold As a fiction romantic I never expected All these things to happen in real life And no fiction romantic Could ever've predicted All the things that happen in my life When I don't know what to do I just think about me and you If I was a little stronger then I'd be bold Something strange is happening to me I don't know what these shivers mean to you Is this the fiction kind of romance getting hold A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Honey I saw you yesterday
On my way home Baby I craved for you today So I decided to phone So why don't we get together soon And er get on our own Just think of what me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Honey I saw you again today And I er liked what I saw So why we don't meet tonight Then I could er see a bit more So how's about we get together soon Well why be alone Just think of what me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Just think of it Me and you Us together Yes just we two Think of all the things That me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Just me and you Ah |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Honey I saw you yesterday
On my way home Baby I craved for you today So I decided to phone So why don't we get together soon And er get on our own Just think of what me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Honey I saw you again today And I er liked what I saw So why we don't meet tonight Then I could er see a bit more So how's about we get together soon Well why be alone Just think of what me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Just think of it Me and you Us together Yes just we two Think of all the things That me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Just me and you Ah |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Whenever I'm in doubt about things I do
I listen to the high street wailing sounds in a queue I go out for my walking sailing social news Don't let it get me down I'm long in the tooth When I'm out in the open clattering shoppers around The neon signs that take your eyes to town Your thoughts are chosen your world is advertising now And extravagance matters to worshippers of the pound But it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head The tortured faces expression out aloud And life's little ironies seem so obvious now Your cashed in cheques have placed the payments down And there's a line of buses all wait to take you out But it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a ... It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head Whenever I'm in doubt about things I do I listen to the high street wailing sounds in a queue I go out for my walking sailing social news Don't let it get me down I'm long in the tooth 'Cause it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Whenever I'm in doubt about things I do
I listen to the high street wailing sounds in a queue I go out for my walking sailing social news Don't let it get me down I'm long in the tooth When I'm out in the open clattering shoppers around The neon signs that take your eyes to town Your thoughts are chosen your world is advertising now And extravagance matters to worshippers of the pound But it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head The tortured faces expression out aloud And life's little ironies seem so obvious now Your cashed in cheques have placed the payments down And there's a line of buses all wait to take you out But it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a ... It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head Whenever I'm in doubt about things I do I listen to the high street wailing sounds in a queue I go out for my walking sailing social news Don't let it get me down I'm long in the tooth 'Cause it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
In these times of contention it's not my intention to make things plain
I'm looking through mirrors to catch the reflection that can't be mine I'm losing control now I'll just have to slow down a thought or two I can't feel the future and I'm not even certain that there is a past I believe in the worker's revolution And I believe in the final solution I believe in I believe in I believe in the shape of things to come And I believe in I'm not the only one Yes I believe in I believe in When I poison my system I take thoughts and twist them into shapes I'm reaching my nadir and I haven't an idea of what to do I'm painting by numbers but can't find the colours that fill you in I'm not even knowing if I'm coming or going if to end or begin I believe in the immaculate conception And I believe in the resurrection And I believe in I believe in I believe in the elixir of youth And I believe in the absolute truth Yes I believe in I believe in There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more I've fallen from favour while trying to savour experience I'm seeing things clearly but it has quite nearly blown my mind It's the aim of existence to offer resistance to the flow of time Everything is and that is why it is will be the line I believe in perpetual motion And I believe in perfect devotion I believe in I believe in I believe in the things I've never had I believe in my Mum and my Dad And I believe in I believe in There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more I'm skippin' the pages of a book that takes ages for the foreword to end Triangular cover concealing another aspect from view My relative motion is just an illusion from stopping too fast The essence of being these feelings I'm feeling I just want them to last I believe in original sin And I believe what I believe in Yes I believe in I believe in I believe in the web of fate And I believe I'm going to be late So I'll be leavin' What I believe in There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
In these times of contention it's not my intention to make things plain
I'm looking through mirrors to catch the reflection that can't be mine I'm losing control now I'll just have to slow down a thought or two I can't feel the future and I'm not even certain that there is a past I believe in the worker's revolution And I believe in the final solution I believe in I believe in I believe in the shape of things to come And I believe in I'm not the only one Yes I believe in I believe in When I poison my system I take thoughts and twist them into shapes I'm reaching my nadir and I haven't an idea of what to do I'm painting by numbers but can't find the colours that fill you in I'm not even knowing if I'm coming or going if to end or begin I believe in the immaculate conception And I believe in the resurrection And I believe in I believe in I believe in the elixir of youth And I believe in the absolute truth Yes I believe in I believe in There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more I've fallen from favour while trying to savour experience I'm seeing things clearly but it has quite nearly blown my mind It's the aim of existence to offer resistance to the flow of time Everything is and that is why it is will be the line I believe in perpetual motion And I believe in perfect devotion I believe in I believe in I believe in the things I've never had I believe in my Mum and my Dad And I believe in I believe in There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more I'm skippin' the pages of a book that takes ages for the foreword to end Triangular cover concealing another aspect from view My relative motion is just an illusion from stopping too fast The essence of being these feelings I'm feeling I just want them to last I believe in original sin And I believe what I believe in Yes I believe in I believe in I believe in the web of fate And I believe I'm going to be late So I'll be leavin' What I believe in There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more There is no love in this world any more |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I don't know what to do with my life
Should I give it up and make a new start I don't know what to do with my life 'Cause the one I've got just tears me apart I can't wake up in the morning And I can't get to sleep at night I'm not expecting things to be perfect But a high success rate would be nice I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what's gone wrong with my life But you know I never do seem to win Whenever I think I've straightened it out It becomes a vicious circle again I can't love when anyone loves me And I can't find the someone to love But then I start to count my blessings And I feel I'm getting more than enough I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what's gone wrong with my life But you know I never do seem to win Whenever I think I've straightened it out It becomes a vicious circle again I can't love when anyone loves me And I can't find the someone to love But then I start to count my blessings And I feel I'm getting more than enough of love I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life It's my life |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I don't know what to do with my life
Should I give it up and make a new start I don't know what to do with my life 'Cause the one I've got just tears me apart I can't wake up in the morning And I can't get to sleep at night I'm not expecting things to be perfect But a high success rate would be nice I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what's gone wrong with my life But you know I never do seem to win Whenever I think I've straightened it out It becomes a vicious circle again I can't love when anyone loves me And I can't find the someone to love But then I start to count my blessings And I feel I'm getting more than enough I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what's gone wrong with my life But you know I never do seem to win Whenever I think I've straightened it out It becomes a vicious circle again I can't love when anyone loves me And I can't find the someone to love But then I start to count my blessings And I feel I'm getting more than enough of love I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life I don't know what to do with my life It's my life |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Reality's a dream
A game in which I seem To never find out just what I am I don't know if I'm an actor or ham A shamen or sham But if you don't mind I don't mind I'm lost without a clue So how can I undo The tangle of these webs I keep weaving I don't know if I should be believing Deceptive perceiving But if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to feel so sure Something about you made me doubt you more How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to be so sure Something about you made me doubt you more I even think you hate me when you call me on the phone And sometimes when we go out that I wish I'd stayed at home And when I'm dreaming or just lying in my bed I think you've got it in for me Is it all in my head is it in my head How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I don't mind |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
Reality's a dream
A game in which I seem To never find out just what I am I don't know if I'm an actor or ham A shamen or sham But if you don't mind I don't mind I'm lost without a clue So how can I undo The tangle of these webs I keep weaving I don't know if I should be believing Deceptive perceiving But if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to feel so sure Something about you made me doubt you more How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to be so sure Something about you made me doubt you more I even think you hate me when you call me on the phone And sometimes when we go out that I wish I'd stayed at home And when I'm dreaming or just lying in my bed I think you've got it in for me Is it all in my head is it in my head How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I don't mind |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
When you kiss me
Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face It's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I'd no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Ah, it's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I had no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Will you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face When you miss me In your dreams does my lover have your face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
When you kiss me
Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face It's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I'd no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Ah, it's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I had no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Will you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face When you miss me In your dreams does my lover have your face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I'm in love again
Been like this before I'm in love again This time's true I'm sure Don't wanna end up like no nine day wonder I've been hurt so many times before So my darlin' I will never leave you It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more It's my heart again That drives me so wild I just can't explain Although I'm not a child So why would I cry if you ever left me? Maybe 'cause you're all I'm livin' for With every heartbeat I want you madly It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more Oh my love again What I say is true Though it may sound plain I love you And it means more to me than life can offer And if this isn't true love then I am sure That after this love there'll be no other Until the razor cuts |
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from Buzzcocks - Operators Manual (1991)
I'm in love again
Been like this before I'm in love again This time's true I'm sure Don't wanna end up like no nine day wonder I've been hurt so many times before So my darlin' I will never leave you It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more It's my heart again That drives me so wild I just can't explain Although I'm not a child So why would I cry if you ever left me? Maybe 'cause you're all I'm livin' for With every heartbeat I want you madly It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more Oh my love again What I say is true Though it may sound plain I love you And it means more to me than life can offer And if this isn't true love then I am sure That after this love there'll be no other Until the razor cuts |
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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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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Everybody's happy nowadays
Everybody's happy nowadays |
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Everybody's happy nowadays
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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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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 - 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 - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
It's a thing that's worth having
Yes I would Buys you your life sir If it could I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
They're nice and precise, each one begins and ends
They may win you admirers, but they'll never earn you friends Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars They're so depressing going around and around Ooh, they make me dizzy, oh fast cars they run me down Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars Sooner or later, you're gonna listen to Ralph Nader I don't wanna cause a fuss, but fast cars are so dangerous Fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, I hate fast cars, fast cars Fast cars, fast cars I hate fast cars |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
A fiction romance
I love this love story That never seems to happen in my life A fiction romance All love and glory That never seems to happen in my life Dreams of love and dreams of pain And dreams again again again Again which can be yours just by taking hold Dreams that I can realize Are quite contained within your eyes Say fiction romance is not so old A fiction romance The love of the ages That never seems to matter in my life A fiction romance On magazine pages That never seems to feature in my life Dreaming scheming unaware That quite somewhere some unaware folk Are not thinking 'bout what they have been told Something strange is happening to The way I see the world I view That fiction romance is not sold As a fiction romantic I never expected All these things to happen in real life And no fiction romantic Could ever've predicted All the things that happen in my life When I don't know what to do I just think about me and you If I was a little stronger then I'd be bold Something strange is happening to me I don't know what these shivers mean to you Is this the fiction kind of romance getting hold A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance A fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance Fiction romance |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
Honey I saw you yesterday
On my way home Baby I craved for you today So I decided to phone So why don't we get together soon And er get on our own Just think of what me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Honey I saw you again today And I er liked what I saw So why don't meet tonight Then I could er see a bit more So how's about we get together soon Well why be alone Just think of what me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Just think of it Me and you Us together Yes just we two Think of all the things That me and you could do If we get on our own If we could get on our own If we could get on our own Just me and you Ah |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
Reality's a dream
A game in which I seem To never find out just what I am I don't know if I'm an actor or ham A shamen or sham But if you don't mind I don't mind I'm lost without a clue So how can I undo The tangle of these webs I keep weaving I don't know if I should be believing Deceptive perceiving But if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to feel so sure Something about you made me doubt you more How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to be so sure Something about you made me doubt you more I even think you hate me when you call me on the phone And sometimes when we go out that I wish I'd stayed at home And when I'm dreaming or just lying in my bed I think you've got it in for me Is it all in my head is it in my head How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I don't mind |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
I need
I need I need I need I used to only want but now I need To get by with what I got but now I need I need I used to only want but now I need I need sex I need love I need drink I need drugs I need food I need cash I need you to love me back I need I need I need I need I just can't do without 'cause now I need The things I care about 'cause now I need I need I used to only want but now I need I need sex I need love I need drink I need drugs I need food I need cash I need you to love me back I need I need I need I need And now I have to dream because I need Of a necessary scheme to get me what I need I need I used to only want but now I need I need I need I need I need The things I used to crave for now I need Have made me just a slave for what I need I need Yes I am just a slave for what I need I need sex I need love I need food I need drugs I need food I need cash I need you to love me back You to love me back You to love me back |
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from Buzzcocks - Another Music In A Different Kitchen (2001)
My mad love battery - wants to charge you
my mad love battery - could maybe enlarge you my mad love battery - fizzing at the terminals my mad love battery - is one helluva pack of an animal My mad love battery - has to have us both my mad love battery - don't allow for sleep or sloth my mad love battery - never minces words don't discharge flattery - so don't listen to what you've heard I got sick electricity on the boil for you I got this searing love which burns without cue My mad love battery - is running out of control my mad love battery - is gonna swallow us whole my mad love battery - never minces words don't discharge flattery - so don't listen to what you've heard I got this crazy current gets into my underwear and when it really connects I come and go everywhere My mad love battery - wants to charge you my mad love battery - could maybe enlarge you my mad love battery - fizzing at the terminals my mad love battery - is one helluva pack of an animal |
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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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - 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 - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Your looks
My charm My own imagination My loves Your hates Your own infatuation Are everything Are everything My hopes Your fears Your only limitation Your thoughts My schemes My own evaluation Are everything Are everything My looks Your charm Your own imagination Your loves My hates My own infatuation Are everything Are everything Your hopes My fears My only limitation My thoughts Your schemes Your own evaluation Are everything Are everything Your looks My charm My own imagination My loves Your hates Your own infatuation Are everything Are everything My hopes Your fears Your only limitation Your thoughts My schemes My own evaluation Are everything Are everything My looks Your charm Your own imagination Your loves My hates My own infatuation Are everything Are everything Your hopes My fears My only limitation My thoughts Your schemes Your own evaluation Are everything Are everything |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
It's a thing that's worth having
Yes I would Buys you your life sir If it could I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy It leaves us all wondering And it should He's up to something For the good I, I want you Autonomy I, I want you Autonomy |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
I was so tired of being upset
Always wanting something I never could get Life's an illusion love is a dream But I don't know what it is Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays I was so tired of being upset Always wanting something I never could get Life's an illusion love is a dream But I don't know what it is 'Cause everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Life's an illusion love is the dream But I don't know what it is Everyone's saying things to me But I know it's okay, okay Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Life's an illusion love is a dream Life's an illusion love is the dream Life's the illusion love is a dream Life's the illusion love is the dream Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays Well, bet you're tired of being upset Always wanting something you never could get Life's an illusion love's not a dream Now I know just what it is Everybody's happy nowadays Everybody's happy nowadays |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Whenever I'm in doubt about things I do
I listen to the high street wailing sounds in a queue I go out for my walking sailing social news Don't let it get me down I'm long in the tooth When I'm out in the open clattering shoppers around The neon signs that take your eyes to town Your thoughts are chosen your world is advertising now And extravagance matters to worshippers of the pound But it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head The tortured faces expression out aloud And life's little ironies seem so obvious now Your cashed in cheques have placed the payments down And there's a line of buses all wait to take you out But it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a ... It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head Whenever I'm in doubt about things I do I listen to the high street wailing sounds in a queue I go out for my walking sailing social news Don't let it get me down I'm long in the tooth 'Cause it's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head It's a harmony in my head |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
Reality's a dream
A game in which I seem To never find out just what I am I don't know if I'm an actor or ham A shamen or sham But if you don't mind I don't mind I'm lost without a clue So how can I undo The tangle of these webs I keep weaving I don't know if I should be believing Deceptive perceiving But if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to feel so sure Something about you made me doubt you more How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I used to bet that you didn't care But gambling never got me anywhere Each time I used to be so sure Something about you made me doubt you more I even think you hate me when you call me on the phone And sometimes when we go out that I wish I'd stayed at home And when I'm dreaming or just lying in my bed I think you've got it in for me Is it all in my head is it in my head How can you convince me When everything I see Just makes me feel you're putting me down And if it's true this pathetic clown'll Keep hanging around That's if you don't mind I don't mind I don't mind |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
There's bed in your eyes
But there's nothing there to trust Just lust, just lust You're telling me lies When you say that it's a must Just lust, just lust You shattered all my dreams And my head's about to bust Is it all real, that's how it seems But it all comes down to dust Your hands feel a need I don't know if it's too much Just lust, just lust It seems it's only greed To taste all that you touch Just lust, just lust You shattered all my dreams And my head's about to bust Is it all real, that's how it seems But it all comes down to dust You're driven to possess It hurts it's so unjust Just lust, just lust If nothing matters less Then I wouldn't make a fuss Just lust, just lust I was slow to catch on And that just makes it worse If passion is a fashion Then emotion is a curse I was slow to catch on And that just makes it worse If passion is a fashion Then emotion is a curse You're driven to possess It hurts it's so unjust Just lust, just lust If nothing mattered less Then I wouldn't make a fuss Just lust, just lust It's my imagination To see things as I choose Love has a reputation That it can only lose |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
When you kiss me
Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face It's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I'd no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Ah, it's the morning And the mourning it is dawning on me too I had no warning Just a condolence card to tell me that we're through Will you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face When you miss me In your dreams does my lover have your face Ah, when you kiss me Does the lipstick on your lip stick on my face Ah, will you miss me In your dreams does your lover have my face |
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from Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady (2001)
I'm in love again
Been like this before I'm in love again This time's true I'm sure Don't wanna end up like no nine day wonder I've been hurt so many times before So my darlin' I will never leave you It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more It's my heart again That drives me so wild I just can't explain Although I'm not a child So why would I cry if you ever left me? Maybe 'cause you're all I'm livin' for With every heartbeat I want you madly It's in my blood to always love you more Love you more Oh my love again What I say is true Though it may sound plain I love you And it means more to me than life can offer And if this isn't true love then I am sure That after this love there'll be no other Until the razor cuts |
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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 - 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 - 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 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 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 - 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 - 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 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 - 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 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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