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Sometimes the sun shines And I close the blinds 'Cos I can't stand to see the light Of day I have no use for pain But I don't mind the rain 'Cos I can stare outside and hear the sound Today I looked right down to the ground With nothing in between to break my fall I'm blue for you, blue for you I don't know what to do CHORUS Gotta form a plan of attack Can't stop to look back I know You are so far from here Gotta be strong in my mind Not encroach on your time I know that That would be wrong for sure I must get out and about Of that I have no doubt There surely must be new places to go Sights I've never seen All with pastures green 'Cos the old ones are making me blue for you 'Cos I'm blue for you, blue for you I don't know what to do And I'm blue for you, blue for you I don't know what to do Gotta form a plan of attack Climb back on the track I know Bid my devil friend good-bye Hope I'm still in the race But I don't know whaat to chase oh no And you're still so far from here The sun it still shines in And I shall close the blinds 'Cos I know I won't see you anymore, see you anymore And I'm blue for you, blue for you I don't know what to do 'Cos I'm blue for you, blue for you I don't know what to do I don't know I could take a big jump |
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Dr. Heckyll works late at the laboratory
Where things are not as they seem Dr. Heckyll wishes nothing more desperately Than to fulfill all of his dreams Letting loose with a scream in the dead of night As he's breaking new ground Trying his best to unlock all the secrets But he's not sure what he's found Dr. Heckyll is his own little guinea pig 'Cos they all think he's mad Sets his sights on the search of a lifetime And he's never, never sad Whoa oh, it's off to work he goes In the name of science and all its wonders This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive They are a person who feels good to be alive This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive Believes the underdog will eventually survive Not long now till the ultimate experiment He's breaking all the rules He wants to cure all matter of imbalance In this world of fools He locks the door and he looks around nervously He knows there's no one there He drinks it down and waits for some reaction To all his work and care Hey, hey he fumbles for what to say He loves the wo except for all the people This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive They are a person who feels good to be alive This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive Believes the underdog will eventually survive Whoa oh, it's out at night he goes He slips easily into conversation Hey hey, he's cool in every way Sometimes he loves to sing that old black magic This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive They are a person who feels good to be alive This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive Believes the underdog will eventually survive This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive They are a person who feels good to be alive This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive Believes the underdog will eventually survive |
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Feel so washed up today
Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow on my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I don't know just where to go Sometimes I can't tell, but it's just as well 'Cos I'm walking on a high wire High wire Oh won't someone let me in I'm stinking and I'm full of gin No need to close the door so fast I'm very fragile not built to last Sometimes I don't know just where to go Sometimes I can't tell, but it's just as well 'Cos I'm walking on a high wire High wire Have to pull it together We're in for some stormy weather Have to pull it together We're in for some nasty weather High wire, high wire high wire, high wire high wire, high wire It really isn't too much fun Sitting round waiting for the night to come It's almost time to put on my suit of cool I may be an idiot but indeed I am no fool Sometimes I don't know just where to go Sometimes I can't tell, but it's just as well 'Cos I'm walking on a high wire |
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from Men At Work - Cargo (1983)
I like to pull the plug in the tub Sit and watch the water flow down the drain I like to, I like to I like to look at pictures in a book Never read the writing just put it down I like to, I like to CHORUS I'd really like to know What would you like to do I'd really like to I like to watch the telly With the sound turned down Listen to the stereo Turn the channels around I like to, I like to I like to eat a sandwich with the lot, yum yum Putting on everything that I've got I like to, I like to CHORUS |
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Jump down the shelters to get away The boys are cockin' up their guns Tell us general, is it party time? If it is can we all come Don't think that we don't know Don't think that we're not trying Don't think we move too slow It's no use after crying Saying It's a mistake, it's a mistake It's a mistake, it's a mistake After the laughter as died away And all the boys have had their fun No surface noise now, not much to say They've got the bad guys on the run Don't try to say you're sorry Don't say he drew his gun They've gone and grabbed old Ronnie He's not the only one saying It's a mistake, it's a mistake It's a mistake, it's a mistake Tell us commander, what do you think? 'Cos we know that you love all that power Is it on then, are we on the brink? We wish you'd all throw in the towel We'll not fade out too soon Not in this finest hour Whistle your favourite tune We'll send a card and flower Saying It's a mistake, it's a mistake It's a mistake, it's a mistake |
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Give me no restrictions on what I do or say Don't speak of tomorrow when it's still today Leave me to my selfish ways, I'm well enough alone That is what I tell myself as I stumble home Derelict across the street in the garbage bin Looks like he's found something neat judging by his grin Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh Wake up in the morning make sure I'm still alive Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh Through the de-restriction zone we pass a long wide load Laugh at the reflections of cat's eyes on the road Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away Hope we make it home tonight Be that as it may Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh |
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Pull out the stop plugs, drain all the waste Who needs it anyway Fill all the big holes, leave no trace No sign of yesterday I wash all the dishes and I clean up my place No sign of yesterday I stare at the photographs of your dark face No sign of yesterday Out in the yard was such a lovely place It's where we used to play Inside, outside you can feel and taste No sign of yesterday And I can't hear you calling I can't hear you calling I can't hear you anymore Metal ships are falling This old car keeps stalling Always seems to be the way Pick up the pieces and go dig out the dead Then you can go to bed Night is the stealer and time is the test No sign of yesterday Pull out the stop plugs, drain all the waste Who needs it anyway Fill all the big holes, leave no trace No sign of yesterday And I can't hear you calling I can't hear you calling I can't hear you anymore Metal ships are falling This old car keeps stalling Always seems to be the way |
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I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I worry over situations I know will be alright Perahaps its just my imagination Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade away Alone between the sheets Only brings exasperation It's time to walk the streets Smell the desperation At least there's pretty lights And though there's little variation It nullifies the night From overkill Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade away I can't get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I worry over situations I know will be alright It's just overkill Day after day it reappears Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade away |
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Settle down, an eat your peas and gravy, my boy
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down Stop wasting all your time with running around the town Settle down, settle down my boy settle down Knuckle down and find a job and take some responsibility Settle down, settle down my boy settle down The future's something you should be thinking about Settle down, settle down my boy settle down Look around for a wife to start a family, my boy Settle down, settle down my boy settle down Listen toy our father and he'll tell you the same as me Settle down, settle down my boy settle down Your words would go in one ear and out the other side Don't say my head was empty and I had things to hide And you better put something away for your old age So settle down, settle down my boy settle down Settle down, settle down my boy settle down uh huh huh |
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Oh Tokyo, lived Shintaro
Little koga ninjas tried to take him away But Shintaro he's not alone Got Koga ninjas of his own They help him in the fight Look out here come the samurai Gisha girls with silk and curls Giggle about this guy They want to comb his pony tail Become Mrs. Samurai But he's a fat little jap chap But don't you tell him that He might slice you in two Or get tombay the mist on to you Oh Toyko, Lived Shintaro Oh Toyko, Lived Shintaro Oh Toyko, Oh Toyko |
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Wind is in the east
Stare at us eyes in wonder Like beggars at a feast We can't even, count the number What you gonna do? Send them table scraps we're leaving One who care are few Most spend there time, with useless meaning Dear father, Do you think that it will be alright? Tell me mother, Will we make it through? We make it through the hungry night. Somewhere in the west Gold teeth, but sometime is gleaming We know we are the best Even know, the beasts lie screaming We've got power to spare A new clear day Is dawning they say But tell us, don't you dare The piper has a price that we pay Dear preacher, Do you think that we'll see the light? Tell me teacher, Well we make it through? We make it through the darkest night. Two faces in the south The first one has a look of With fine words in his mouth His heart is black, As ghetto chimneys What you gonna do? To hide the shame, Contain their anger. What you gonna say? You walk the line, of constant danger Dear brother, You think we'll have to stand and fight? Tell me sister, Will we make it through? We make it through the longest night. Dear father, Do you think it's gonna be alright? Tell me teacher, Do you think that we'll see the light? Tell me brother, You think we'll have to stand and fight? Tell me sister, Will we make it through? Make it through the longest night. |
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from Men At Work - Cargo (1983)
No-one knows what I can see and What I see pleases me on my roof South Pacific hot sea pool, Coney Island amusement school for mispent youth It's all in my own front yard, seagulls Grazing in t the park and foreshore South-east wind pins back my ears Luna Park lights up the years of painless days CHORUS I like it, upstairs in my house Dealers selling junk and trash, People spend their hard earned cash on Sundays It's quiet when they fade away Westgate Bridge breaks up the day into red sky CHORUS No-one knows what I can see and What I see it pleases me on my roof CHORUS |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
Skip de skip, up the road
Off to school you go "Don't you be a bad boy Johnny Don't you slip up Or play the fool" "Oh no Ma, Oh no Da, I'll be your golden boy I will obey ev'ry golden rule" Get told by the teacher Not to day-dream Told by my mother: Be good Be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good be good (johnny) Be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good (johnny) Be good be good. "Are you going to play football this year, John?" "No!" "Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then, are you Johnny?" "No! no! no!" "Boy, you sure are a funny kid, Johnny, but I like you! So tell me, what kind of a boy are you, John?" I only like dreaming All the day long Where no one is screaming Be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good be good (johnny) Be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good Johnny |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
Experience babe, kickin' stones and cans
Experience babe, cigarette-stained hands It's not too late, hear it in the wind It's not too late, feel passion creepin' in Intoxication, familiar smells of the hotels Infatuation, of knowing who you are You and I, You and I, You and I, Arrow through my heart, Catch a star. Isolation, rows and rows of cars Isolation, like Jupiter and Mars Staring faces, set in celluloid Welcome to the late show, starring Null and Void Complications, things get in the way Sweet sensation of knowing you are near and not too far You and I, You and I, You and I, Arrow through my heart Catch a star. You and I, You and I, You and I, Freeway through your heart Catch a star. Catch a star |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
I called you up on the telephone
You weren't there, you weren't at home He didn't know what to do Now he's sniffin glue Honey you're driving him Crazy, hazy, crazy I'm amazed if, 'mazed if I get through, go I went down to the corner street Bought a record with a beat But that just didn't do Made him think of you The record is drivin' him Crazy, hazy, crazy, hazy He needs some love, this madness is drivin' him Around the bend, he can't see to the end Round and round and round and round he goes Got new neighbours, moved in next door They got some daughters, I counted four, He's forgotten your name I know who's to blame These honeys are drivin' him... Crazy, hazy, crazy, hazy, Round and round and round and round he goes |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
Down by the sea
I found your hidden treasure Just you and me, We overdosed on pleasure Yonnies in the wind, We're ruggin' up for winter Putting out the bins In cold and windy weather Down by the docks Live all the silent sea-ships Crates are stored on blocks Where now only the rats live Sail me down the river Till we reach the shore Diving into the center Eating out the core Down on the beach Saluting Captain Benbow Always out of reach It's quiet when the tide's low Climbing up the cliffs You can see for miles far The boat that ran adrift Is sitting on the sandbar Laughing at the waves That storm the river mouth The ice is on the move now Creeping north and south Down by the sea I found your hidden treasure Just you and me We over-dosed on pleasure Listen to your heart Screamin' at the sky Can't you feel it tremble? Don't you wonder why |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said, "Do you come from a land down under? Where women glow and men plunder? Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover." Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six foot four and full of muscles I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich And he said, "I come from a land down under Where beer does flow and men chunder Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover." Lying in a den in Bombay With a slack jaw, and not much to say I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me Because I come from the land of plenty?" And he said, "Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah) Where women glow and men plunder? Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover." |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
By your leave, I think that I'll be going now
I think I've stayed a little long I looked up all my mother's recipes I can't think what I did wrong We go to a restaurant, but you don't like wine You say it's love you want, but there is no time I realize, I can see it in your eyes You keep staring at the floor I used to look at your school photographs But I don't have them anymore I wonder who's in my old college rooms Or stuck on my old locker door I dream of the ships at sea, on a stormy night I wish that it was me, but I wake in fright I realize, I can see it in your eyes I've only got myself to blame Winter kisses when your lips were blue Like chasing wild geese in the snow Pressing faces on the window panes But that's a long long time ago We go to a restaurant You say it's love you want I realize, I can see it in your eyes You're moving on to something more |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
I'm not tryin' to impress you with my lines
They don't mean nothin' at all It's just another expression of mine It don't mean nothin' at all Mystifying, Oh no Crystalizing, you know People just love to play with words People just love to play, haven't you heard? People just love to play with words People just love to play, haven't you heard? There are two sides, a win or loss What's two down and four across? Analyzing and implying, you know People just love to play with words People just love to play, haven't you heard? People just love to play with words People just love to play, haven't you heard?... |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
Hello to you, my sweet young friends
Have you got money perhaps you could lend? I wash my leather face in the afternoon sun My shirt's turn my time's near done Touching the untouchables but they don't know Respect the disrespectables, but in the end you know You turn away, what can I say? Spend my nights in the telephone booth I make sure I leave the phone off the hook There are no Jones' and I pay no rent I have to stand straight because my back's so bent Tell my secretary I ain't takin' any calls, And if you want to find me, just ask the boys... Down at the wall...That's where I'll be... Oh... Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Park bench and cigarettes Can you help me get off this fence? Can't you see, I'm just an old man Tryin' hard, do what I can Touching the untouchables but they don't know Repect the disrespectables, but in the end you know You turn away, what can I say? You'll never, never know You'll never know |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
Don't take the fire from your eyes
Must make them feel the heat They build castles underground for the rich and politic elite Keep all the home fires burning, Don't let the lights go out The streets are empty, and there's nobody about. We'll be alright in the morning time, yeah We're doing fine, I'll see you on the night line There's no need for you to fight, boys, Hang up all your guns Find your mask and asbestos you can, get ready to run Keep all the food lines moving, Don't come cry'n' for more The signs were there, you should have bought connections before We'll be alright in the morning time, yeah We're doing fine, I'll see you on the nightline It's such a big joke It's the talk of the town All the planets to whom I spoke Are trying their best to play it down Don't take the fire from your eyes Must make them feel the heat But my head's unsteady I can't seem to keep my feet We'll be alright in the morning time, yeah We're doing fine, I'll see you on the nightline Jump off the Eiffel Tower Just have a look around Move fast, in the tunnels of the underground Move fast, in the tunnels of the underground Let's go |
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Don't take the fire from your eyes
Must make them feel the heat They build castles underground for the rich and politic elite Keep all the home fires burning, Don't let the lights go out The streets are empty, and there's nobody about. We'll be alright in the morning time, yeah We're doing fine, I'll see you on the night line There's no need for you to fight, boys, Hang up all your guns Find your mask and asbestos you can, get ready to run Keep all the food lines moving, Don't come cry'n' for more The signs were there, you should have bought connections before We'll be alright in the morning time, yeah We're doing fine, I'll see you on the nightline It's such a big joke It's the talk of the town All the planets to whom I spoke Are trying their best to play it down Don't take the fire from your eyes Must make them feel the heat But my head's unsteady I can't seem to keep my feet We'll be alright in the morning time, yeah We're doing fine, I'll see you on the nightline Jump off the Eiffel Tower Just have a look around Move fast, in the tunnels of the underground Move fast, in the tunnels of the underground Let's go |
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from Men At Work - Business As Usual (1983)
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more. Can't you see that it's late at night? I'm very tired, and I'm not feeling right. All I wish is to be alone; Stay away, don't you invade my home. Best off if you hang outside, Don't come in - I'll only run and hide. Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be knocking at my door? Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor. If he hears, he'll knock all day, I'll be trapped, and here I'll have to stay. I've done no harm, I keep to myself; There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health. I like it here with my childhood friend; Here they come, those feelings again! Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Is it the man come to take me away? Why do they follow me? It's not the future that I can see, It's just my fantasy Oh...Who can it be now? Oh...Who can it...Who can it... Yeah yeah yeah |
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Who can it be knocking at my door?
Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more. Can't you see that it's late at night? I'm very tired, and I'm not feeling right. All I wish is to be alone; Stay away, don't you invade my home. Best off if you hang outside, Don't come in - I'll only run and hide. Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be knocking at my door? Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor. If he hears, he'll knock all day, I'll be trapped, and here I'll have to stay. I've done no harm, I keep to myself; There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health. I like it here with my childhood friend; Here they come, those feelings again! Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Is it the man come to take me away? Why do they follow me? It's not the future that I can see, It's just my fantasy Oh...Who can it be now? Oh...Who can it...Who can it... Yeah yeah yeah |
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from 타임머신 (1996)
Who can it be knocking at my door? Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more. Can't you see that it's late at night? I'm very tired, and I'm not feeling right. All I wish is to be alone; Stay away, don't you invade my home. Best off if you hang outside, Don't come in - I'll only run and hide. Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be knocking at my door? Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor. If he hears, he'll knock all day, I'll be trapped, and here I'll have to stay. I've done no harm, I keep to myself; There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health. I like it here with my childhood friend; Here they come, those feelings again! Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Who can it be now? Is it the man come to take me away? Why do they follow me? It's not the future that I can see, It's just my fantasy Oh...Who can it be now? Oh...Who can it...Who can it... Yeah yeah yeah |
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I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away And when i'm done I feel like talking Without you here there is less to say Don't want you thinking I'm unhappy What is closer to the truth If I lived till I was a hundred and two I just don't think I'll ever get over you No longer moved to drink strong whiskey I shook the hand of time and I knew That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs I just don't think I'll ever get over you A face that dances and it haunts me With laughter still ringin' in my ears I still find pieces of your presence here even, even after all these years I don't want you thinkin' that I don't get asked to dinner Cuz I'm here to say that I sometimes do And even though I may seem to feel a touch of love I just don't think I'll ever get over you If I lived till I was a hundred and two I just don't think I'll ever get over you |
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from The Groomsmen (그룸스멘) [ost] (2006)
Skip de skip, up the road
Off to school you go "Don't you be a bad boy Johnny Don't you slip up Or play the fool" "Oh no Ma, Oh no Da, I'll be your golden boy I will obey ev'ry golden rule" Get told by the teacher Not to day-dream Told by my mother: Be good Be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good be good (johnny) Be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good (johnny) Be good be good. "Are you going to play football this year, John?" "No!" "Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then, are you Johnny?" "No! no! no!" "Boy, you sure are a funny kid, Johnny, but I like you! So tell me, what kind of a boy are you, John?" I only like dreaming All the day long Where no one is screaming Be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good be good (johnny) Be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good Be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good be good Johnny |
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