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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987)
If you've got to be told by someone then
its got to be me And thats not made from cheese and he doesnt get you free So now your wising up to know you need a job Dont bite, dont bite, dont bite out in here Its been nice wasting time its not worth your while Blow on go on blow on go up and spill it all out And if we have to be shown by someone then it wont be you You see that Jesus is a cunt And I help you with everything that you do or you done It wont be long, it wont be long to get rid of your furry tongue Its going in out, its going in out Blow on go on blow on go on and stroke a left side Go on blow on go on blow on and stroke a right side Your biting into the root your smoking pot to the wall Blow on go on blow on go on and take it full blown Kuff dam, down down dam kuff Kuff dam, dam kuff |
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987)
When he came out to the lock-up
He said I'm looking for something better He made his shock announcement And backed off, backed down, backed off And then he got up off the floor He said Im wealthy enough, not to do this no more And he made it all known with his hands held up, palm out And she said dont know if i should Cause i worry too much about the tests on the blood And at first it was a 'yes', and then a 'no', then a 'yes'. A maggot sleeps on her desk H wears a sleeping bag as his vest And he's getting too too bothered About the spots on his chest, chest, chest Now Chichi, she laid it on And a few days later shes gone So its back to the womb To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???) |
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987)
Hold onto your hats
This is the hook That youve been waiting for One Hand tells you everthing You need to know To help you understand Not only the one you love But yourself to Fucking CBA |
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987)
Which one of you, has got to be so sad for,
and what'd ya look ashamed about, always on downer,that just sounds like you. And your waiting for some things to jump out of that tree, (HAVENT GOT A CLUE ABOUT THE NEXT BIT) im so green, ive got to be seen to believe. I had to ask mister fixit, everybody on this stagecoach likes robbin' an' bashin' big blacks and blonds smokin' miles and miles of hash, thats sweet, the bigger the tree the better the time. Yeah i can see now, how your looking for someone still, a lot more funkier,a lot more ooohh, well thats the way it seems is what the way you are. ( DONT KNOW THIS BIT ), and a roof drops in, and said 'ello goodbyes and a few months later your mine, At this rate even sooner, Still a lot more funkier, still a lot more you. |
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987)
How old are you?
Are you old enough? Should you be in here watching that? And how old are you? Are you owning up? Should you be in here with? Twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out With the twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out You can't be beaten So why don't you join in? You can't be beaten So why don't you join in with? Twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out With the twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out I can see you through the door. You been chewing bread and water. And there's a grudge on you - you know not ought not to have. You've been running around the racetrack You've been running around the racetrack Put that mother to bed to bed Put that mother to bed With the twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile a white out Cos' I have to wait for you to conduct. Press the pause of the self destruct. With the twenty four hour party people plastic face 'can't smile the white out With the twenty four hour party people ... Now better you're the white out ... I need full-time I don't need part-time I need 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 3, 6, 5 all the time I need 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 full time I don't need a part-time I need a 3, 6, 5 Oh - No days off ... Twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out ... I need 1, 2, 3, 4,5,6,7 3, 6, 5 all the time I need 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 full time I don't need a part-time I need a 3, 6, 5 |
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from Happy Mondays - Squirrel And G-Man Twenty Four Hour Party People Plastic Face Carnt Smile (1987) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Bummed (1988)
I'm a simple city boy
With simple country tastes Smoking woild-grown mari-jo-wana keeps that smile on my face Depending on my mood, mood.... Listening to my system, just the other night Watching my TV with the sound turned down Checking out the late, late, late night Fight night |
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from Happy Mondays - Bummed (1988) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Bummed (1988)
We've been courteous
I like that, turn it up I like that, turn it up It was mad cyril It was mad cyril I like that, turn it up Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our music and our interests are the same, We've been together, fuckers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Hell. Wants me, Hell, wants you back. Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our interests and our music stayed the same, We've went together, druggers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Hell. Needs me, Hell, wants me oh Are you ready? Lets go. Are you ready? What about the detector vans, they be right with you? Lets go. Give me give me give me, give me give me give me, a break. Give me give me give me, give me give me give me, a break. Hell, Fuck about everything allowed, Hell, Fuck about everything. Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our interests and our music stayed the same, We went together, druggers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Put the frighteners on the flash little twerp Let's have a look, let's have a look, excuse me, but Come in!-take a look, take a look. Its a right pisshole, long hair, beatniks, druggers, freeloaders, tsk, freeloaders. I need a bohemian atmosphere I like that, turn it up |
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from Happy Mondays - Bummed (1988)
One day he was admiring his reflection
in his favorite mirror When he realised all too clearly what a freakin' old beasty man he was Who is? you is, you is now son I took to hiding, I took to hiding I took to hiding, hiding strange things I took to dribbling, we took to dribbing down my front I starting running, I starting running on the spot Picture, picture, now i'm gonna eat your Picture, picture, now i'm gonna eat ya We're all food, your cake We're all the food, your weirdos' cream Quick quick, fast fast, quick quick, fast fast I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front You took to hiding, you took to hiding strange things One day she was touching her reflection in her favorite mirror when she relised all to clearly what a freakin' old weirdo she was Who was? She was, she is... fast fast, quick quick, quick quick, fast fast She took to hiding, she took to hiding strange things I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front |
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from Happy Mondays - Bummed (1988)
?You're rendering that scaffolding dangerous?
Grass eyed, Slashed eyed, Brain dead fucker. Rips off town, Steals from his brother, Loathed by everyone But loved by his mother. It not the hip or the ship That gets you caught, No one likes to feel that they?ve been bought Why then? Should you do it again and again and again. He?s a wise guy, when guy Don?t like my eye spy Always a snipe try Never a green guy Loathed by everyone But loved by his mother Give you a calls For the Thing upstairs She brings him his night time brown and flask Sews up his nighttime brown and mask You bleed in my eye You bleed in my eye White track Grass sliding, slasher Brain dead fucker Rips of himself and steals from his brother Loathed by everyone But loved by his mother (kiss kiss) Why then should you do it again and again and again. Why then do you do it again and again and again. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |
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from Happy Mondays - Bummed (1988)
I wrote for luck.
They sent me you. I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? Well not much - I've not been trained. I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over. I don't read. I just guess. There's more than one sign. But it's getting less. And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're liar. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And I wrote for luck. And they sent me you. And I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And when it's hot. You start to melt. 'Cos you're not made of jean. You're made of chocolate. And when it's cold. You tend to crack. You keep on piling out. Not puttin' back ... |
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from Happy Mondays - Bummed (1988)
Upped and leave my home,
Left a message on the answerin' phone You said Whipped through your cash, Through a porno moustache Bought a kipper tie and a ticket to fly Now i'm walking with a swagger, Going deep down with my dagger (Scene one, take one) Clio and her sister Rio, were watching through the keyhole Make your way in, rub up your skin Let the scene begin Well i might be the honky, But i'm hung like a donkey So i'm tied to a bed, With a pussy on my head Surrounded by ugly girls There's no rust on me, I don't thrust or breathe You can see me on page 1 to a hundred and three Now the rules of my occupation, I say yes in every situation You keep an undone fly Let your nosebag dry So come on in, Grease up the skin Make me seed again, two, two, bring a friend Don't need no concentration, My pelvis is my inspiration And you run out to work and my tie needs a jerk I live in a house that's made out of dirt Clio and her sister Rio, we're rubbin through the keyhole Then we're makin loud grunts their three little c**ts And the action started again So come on in, grease up your skin Make a scene begin, go go, go go go go |
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from Happy Mondays - Hallelujah [ep] (1989) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Hallelujah [ep] (1989)
I wrote for luck.
They sent me you. I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? Well not much - I've not been trained. I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over. I don't read. I just guess. There's more than one sign. But it's getting less. And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're liar. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And I wrote for luck. And they sent me you. And I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And when it's hot. You start to melt. 'Cos you're not made of jean. You're made of chocolate. And when it's cold. You tend to crack. You keep on piling out. Not puttin' back .. |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
Six cheap people in an empty hotel
Every last one with a story to tell Give them all pills, so their heads won't swell We were borne to a woman whose husband did quite well Oh sunshine, shone brighty Through my windoew today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay Hold ouit your hand said whitey with the blame Gonna bring you up so you really dig the pain Take you under my wings so you'll never be the same Cos your wife is so much older and both her legs are lame A sunbeam shone brightly through my window today Could have gone 20 miles but I decided to stay All my flock has packed up and flocked back to hell Open up the windows so the place don't start to smell Carry on with what your doing cos you don't to it that well I've been umpteen different people and no one else can tell Sunshine shone brightly through my asshole today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay To stay a while Come up and see me make me smile Come up and see me make me smile |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
Son, I'm 30
I only went with your mother 'cause she's dirty And I don't have a decent bone in me What you get is just what you see yeah I see it so I take it freely And all the bad piss ugly things i feed me I never help or give to the needy Come on and see me Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice I said dad you're shabby You run around and groove like a baggy You're only here just out of habit All that's mine you might as well have it You take ten feet back and then stab it Spray it on and 'tag it So sack on me I can't stand the needy Get around here if you're asking you're feeling Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice So sack all the needy I can't stand to leave it You come around here and you put both your feet in Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So go on and say it Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't hear what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
Has to be a loose fit
Has to be a loose fit Go on move in it Go on do your bit Small, big, take your pick Doesn't have to be legit 's gotta be a loose fit 's gotta be a loose fit Don't need no skin tights in my wardrobe today Fold them all up and put them all away Won't be no misfit in my household today Pick him all up and send him on his way Do what you're doin' Say what you're sayin' Go where you're goin' Think what you're thinkin' Sounds good to me Don't know what you saw But you know it's against the law And you know that you want some more I've heard it all before Gonna buy an air force base Gonna wipe out your race Get stoned in a different place Don't you know I got better taste Do what you're doin' Say what you're sayin' Go where you're goin' Think what you're thinkin' Sounds good to me Do what you're doin' Spend what you're owin' Pay what you're payin' Look where you're goin' Say what you're thinkin' Kill who you're killin' Sing if you're singin' Speak if you're speakin' Sounds good to me |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
Holiday
Holiday Hold it here boy is that your bag In a small sneak and you've just been had Is that your scene bin, been what have I seen Well take a seat, feet, get your feet a seat Put circle round this this and a circle round that You put one in the front, and one in the back Would you show it to your mother or share it with another Slow down bitch Oh bitch slow down I'm so good, I'm so good, I'm so good, man i've been so good I'm so nice, I'm so nice, I'm so nice, man i'm so nice Holiday Holiday I'm here to harass you, I want your pills and your grass you You don't look first class you Let me look up your ass you I smell dope, I smell dope, I smell dope, I am smelling dope I smell dope, I smell dope, I smell dope, I am smelling dope Holiday We're so good, We're so good, We're so good, man we've never been so good We're so nice, We're so nice, We're so nice, man we've never been so nice |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
Make your bed up high
pray into the sky close the window close the door makes no difference if you're rich or poor. Get on your knees scream please that man just love to tease. Try to run get a gun he just laugh it make it more fun. Hard like rock ain't got no soul he can make the sun feel cold. Put an eclipse on the moon make a little cloud forty day monsoon. Don't recognize no hawk don't recognize no dove Bad tokoloshe man he don't even recognize love And it makes no difference if you're yellow or you're red when that bad man say tonight is the night you are dead. And it makes... Only thing I can say to you is you gotta be good an'you gotta be true think about Jesus Christ. And it makes... |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
We all learn to box at the Midget Club
Where we punch with love and did someone some good It's good to see ya, to see ya nice If you do it once, well we'll do it twice We're twice as likely we're twice as bright You say it's wrong but we know it's right Right Right on, right on Right Right on, right on We all learn to wash at the scrubbers club Where we ring out the dirt with rub a dub dub Tell me how you think if you think it's good Say it loud and clear so it's understood You take it how you make it like I knew you would Let it bleed let it heal let me sleep it's no good, so... Let's ride, right on right on Right, right on right...... Honey how's your breathing If it stops for good we'll be leaving And honey how's your daughter Did you teach her what we've taught yer And if you didn't well you ought to do it now Well lets ride ride on ride on Ride on ride... Honey how's your breathing If it stops for good we'll be leaving And honey how's your daughter Did you teach her what we've taught yer And if you didn't well you ought to do it now |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
I can virtually do anything I read
Someone somewhere swa between your knees Hand me out fish, did some big tease Oh man did you fuck it, Baby brother I took it Then I pilfered th ebag and the amex gold Because the lord chief constable knows I'm owen And everybody said I told you so God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me 'Coz me and the chief got soul to soul Me and the chief got slowly stoned Me and the chief got soul to soul Oh me and all the chiefs get slowly stoned I like it and I want it and I just don't need to stop it Cos me and all the rich got mobile homes - homes Me and all the rich got mobile phones - bones God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me 'Coz me and the chief got soul to soul Me and the chief got slowly stoned Me and the chief got soul to soul Oh me and all the chiefs get slowly stoned God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
You're twistin' my melon man,
You know you talk so hip man, You're twistin' my melon man (call the cops). Hey rainmaker, come away from that man, You know he's gonna take away your promised land, Hey good lady, he just wants what you got you know, He'll never stop until he's taken the lot. He-he-hey, he-he-hey-hey. Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man, you're a man? You're twistin' my melon man, you speak so hip. Hey rainmaker, he got golden plans, I tell you, You'll make a stranger in your own land, Hey good lady, he got God on his side, He got a double tongue you never think he would lie. (oh he lied, ooh he's twistin' my melon man, oh he lied, ooh he's twistin' my melon man) Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're the man (you're the man)? He's gonna step on you again, He's gonna step on you, He's gonna step on you again, He's gonna step on youuuuuuu. Hey rainmaker, come away from that man, You know he's gonna take away your promised land, Hey good lady, he got God on his side, He got a double tongue you never think he would lie. Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're the man (you're the man)? You're twistin' my melon man, You know you talk so hip man. He-he-hey, he-he-hey-hey. *whistles* |
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from Happy Mondays - Live [live] (1991)
I wrote for luck.
They sent me you. I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? Well not much - I've not been trained. I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over. I don't read. I just guess. There's more than one sign. But it's getting less. And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're liar. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And I wrote for luck. And they sent me you. And I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And when it's hot. You start to melt. 'Cos you're not made of jean. You're made of chocolate. And when it's cold. You tend to crack. You keep on piling out. Not puttin' back .. |
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from Happy Mondays - The Boys Are Back In Town [single] (2006)
Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away Haven't changed, haven't much to say But man, I still think those cats are great They were asking if you were around How you was, where you could be found I told them you were living downtown Driving all the old men crazy The boys are back in town You know the chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot I mean she was steaming That night over at Johnny's place Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face Man we just fell about the place If that chick don't want to know, forget her Friday night they'll be dressed to kill Down at Dino's bar and grill The drink will flow and blood will spill If the boys want to fight, you'd r let them That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long It won't be long till summer comes Now that the boys are here again The boys are back in town |
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from Happy Mondays - The Boys Are Back In Town [single] (2006) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - The Boys Are Back In Town [single] (2006)
Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away Haven't changed, haven't much to say But man, I still think those cats are great They were asking if you were around How you was, where you could be found I told them you were living downtown Driving all the old men crazy The boys are back in town You know the chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot I mean she was steaming That night over at Johnny's place Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face Man we just fell about the place If that chick don't want to know, forget her Friday night they'll be dressed to kill Down at Dino's bar and grill The drink will flow and blood will spill If the boys want to fight, you'd r let them That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long It won't be long till summer comes Now that the boys are here again The boys are back in town |
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from Happy Mondays - The Boys Are Back In Town [single] (2006)
Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away Haven't changed, haven't much to say But man, I still think those cats are great They were asking if you were around How you was, where you could be found I told them you were living downtown Driving all the old men crazy The boys are back in town You know the chick that used to dance a lot Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot I mean she was steaming That night over at Johnny's place Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face Man we just fell about the place If that chick don't want to know, forget her Friday night they'll be dressed to kill Down at Dino's bar and grill The drink will flow and blood will spill If the boys want to fight, you'd r let them That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long It won't be long till summer comes Now that the boys are here again The boys are back in town |
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from Happy Mondays - The Boys Are Back In Town [single] (2006) | |||||
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from Happy Mondays - The Boys Are Back In Town [single] (2006)
What do you want to hear when we're making love
What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I take you from behind and hold you in my arms What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I take you from behind and feel you in my heart What do we need to re-live to bring us close Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Four fall in a bed, three giving head, one getting wet Four fall in a bed, three giving head, one getting wet What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I hold you from behind and tell you that it's me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me The love drug is a bug that cuts us both uo Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it of me, why don't you do those things to me What can I say to you when we're making love I could take you from behind and make you live What do you need me to say when we're making love I can take you from behind and then I'll forgive Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Son, I'm 30
I only went with your mother 'cause she's dirty And I don't have a decent bone in me What you get is just what you see yeah I see it so I take it freely And all the bad piss ugly things i feed me I never help or give to the needy Come on and see me Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice I said dad you're shabby You run around and groove like a baggy You're only here just out of habit All that's mine you might as well have it You take ten feet back and then stab it Spray it on and 'tag it So sack on me I can't stand the needy Get around here if you're asking you're feeling Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice So sack all the needy I can't stand to leave it You come around here and you put both your feet in Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So go on and say it Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't hear what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
I can virtually do anything I read
Someone somewhere swa between your knees Hand me out fish, did some big tease Oh man did you fuck it, Baby brother I took it Then I pilfered th ebag and the amex gold Because the lord chief constable knows I'm owen And everybody said I told you so God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me 'Coz me and the chief got soul to soul Me and the chief got slowly stoned Me and the chief got soul to soul Oh me and all the chiefs get slowly stoned I like it and I want it and I just don't need to stop it Cos me and all the rich got mobile homes - homes Me and all the rich got mobile phones - bones God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me 'Coz me and the chief got soul to soul Me and the chief got slowly stoned Me and the chief got soul to soul Oh me and all the chiefs get slowly stoned God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Six cheap people in an empty hotel
Every last one with a story to tell Give them all pills, so their heads won't swell We were borne to a woman whose husband did quite well Oh sunshine, shone brighty Through my windoew today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay Hold ouit your hand said whitey with the blame Gonna bring you up so you really dig the pain Take you under my wings so you'll never be the same Cos your wife is so much older and both her legs are lame A sunbeam shone brightly through my window today Could have gone 20 miles but I decided to stay All my flock has packed up and flocked back to hell Open up the windows so the place don't start to smell Carry on with what your doing cos you don't to it that well I've been umpteen different people and no one else can tell Sunshine shone brightly through my asshole today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay To stay a while Come up and see me make me smile Come up and see me make me smile |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Bring all the family
Take all the family Bring all the family See all the family Bring all the family out to the holiday While we're all still around Show you what the cats been doing, and how he gets around You can't wake him, he's not sleeping He never comes down Bring all the family out to the holiday While we're all still in town Show you what the cats been doing, and how he gets around Lady skin up, lady skin up Now that we live together we both get fucked up Bring all the family Out to the funeral Bring all the family Out to the funeral It's only grandbag that died He really couldn't see what you're doing And all his family were white Lady skin up, lady roll up Now that we live together we both get good luck Bring all the family Take all the family Bring all the family See all the family |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Has to be a loose fit
Has to be a loose fit Go on move in it Go on do your bit Small, big, take your pick Doesn't have to be legit 's gotta be a loose fit 's gotta be a loose fit Don't need no skin tights in my wardrobe today Fold them all up and put them all away Won't be no misfit in my household today Pick him all up and send him on his way Do what you're doin' Say what you're sayin' Go where you're goin' Think what you're thinkin' Sounds good to me Don't know what you saw But you know it's against the law And you know that you want some more I've heard it all before Gonna buy an air force base Gonna wipe out your race Get stoned in a different place Don't you know I got better taste Do what you're doin' Say what you're sayin' Go where you're goin' Think what you're thinkin' Sounds good to me Do what you're doin' Spend what you're owin' Pay what you're payin' Look where you're goin' Say what you're thinkin' Kill who you're killin' Sing if you're singin' Speak if you're speakin' Sounds good to me |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
We all learn to box at the Midget Club
Where we punch with love and did someone some good It's good to see ya, to see ya nice If you do it once, well we'll do it twice We're twice as likely we're twice as bright You say it's wrong but we know it's right Right Right on, right on Right Right on, right on We all learn to wash at the scrubbers club Where we ring out the dirt with rub a dub dub Tell me how you think if you think it's good Say it loud and clear so it's understood You take it how you make it like I knew you would Let it bleed let it heal let me sleep it's no good, so... Let's ride, right on right on Right, right on right...... Honey how's your breathing If it stops for good we'll be leaving And honey how's your daughter Did you teach her what we've taught yer And if you didn't well you ought to do it now Well lets ride ride on ride on Ride on ride... Honey how's your breathing If it stops for good we'll be leaving And honey how's your daughter Did you teach her what we've taught yer And if you didn't well you ought to do it now |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
What do you want to hear when we're making love
What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I take you from behind and hold you in my arms What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I take you from behind and feel you in my heart What do we need to re-live to bring us close Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Four fall in a bed, three giving head, one getting wet Four fall in a bed, three giving head, one getting wet What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I hold you from behind and tell you that it's me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me The love drug is a bug that cuts us both uo Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it of me, why don't you do those things to me What can I say to you when we're making love I could take you from behind and make you live What do you need me to say when we're making love I can take you from behind and then I'll forgive Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
You're twistin' my melon man,
You know you talk so hip man, You're twistin' my melon man (call the cops). Hey rainmaker, come away from that man, You know he's gonna take away your promised land, Hey good lady, he just wants what you got you know, He'll never stop until he's taken the lot. He-he-hey, he-he-hey-hey. Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man, you're a man? You're twistin' my melon man, you speak so hip. Hey rainmaker, he got golden plans, I tell you, You'll make a stranger in your own land, Hey good lady, he got God on his side, He got a double tongue you never think he would lie. (oh he lied, ooh he's twistin' my melon man, oh he lied, ooh he's twistin' my melon man) Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're the man (you're the man)? He's gonna step on you again, He's gonna step on you, He's gonna step on you again, He's gonna step on youuuuuuu. Hey rainmaker, come away from that man, You know he's gonna take away your promised land, Hey good lady, he got God on his side, He got a double tongue you never think he would lie. Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're the man (you're the man)? You're twistin' my melon man, You know you talk so hip man. He-he-hey, he-he-hey-hey. *whistles* |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Holiday
Holiday Hold it here boy is that your bag In a small sneak and you've just been had Is that your scene bin, been what have I seen Well take a seat, feet, get your feet a seat Put circle round this this and a circle round that You put one in the front, and one in the back Would you show it to your mother or share it with another Slow down bitch Oh bitch slow down I'm so good, I'm so good, I'm so good, man i've been so good I'm so nice, I'm so nice, I'm so nice, man i'm so nice Holiday Holiday I'm here to harass you, I want your pills and your grass you You don't look first class you Let me look up your ass you I smell dope, I smell dope, I smell dope, I am smelling dope I smell dope, I smell dope, I smell dope, I am smelling dope Holiday We're so good, We're so good, We're so good, man we've never been so good We're so nice, We're so nice, We're so nice, man we've never been so nice |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Harmony
Harmony I'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony Cut it up in little tiny bits and give it all away for free Harmony What we need is a big big cooking pot Big enough to cook every wonderful Beautiful, trustworrthy, lovely idea we've got |
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from Welcome To Sarajevo [ost] (1998)
Six cheap people in an empty hotel
Every last one with a story to tell Give them all pills, so their heads won't swell We were borne to a woman whose husband did quite well Oh sunshine, shone brighty Through my windoew today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay Hold ouit your hand said whitey with the blame Gonna bring you up so you really dig the pain Take you under my wings so you'll never be the same Cos your wife is so much older and both her legs are lame A sunbeam shone brightly through my window today Could have gone 20 miles but I decided to stay All my flock has packed up and flocked back to hell Open up the windows so the place don't start to smell Carry on with what your doing cos you don't to it that well I've been umpteen different people and no one else can tell Sunshine shone brightly through my asshole today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay To stay a while Come up and see me make me smile Come up and see me make me smile |
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from Happy Mondays - The Peel Sessions [live] (1998)
If you've got to be told by someone then
its got to be me And thats not made from cheese and he doesnt get you free So now your wising up to know you need a job Dont bite, dont bite, dont bite out in here Its been nice wasting time its not worth your while Blow on go on blow on go up and spill it all out And if we have to be shown by someone then it wont be you You see that Jesus is a cunt And I help you with everything that you do or you done It wont be long, it wont be long to get rid of your furry tongue Its going in out, its going in out Blow on go on blow on go on and stroke a left side Go on blow on go on blow on and stroke a right side Your biting into the root your smoking pot to the wall Blow on go on blow on go on and take it full blown Kuff dam, down down dam kuff Kuff dam, dam kuff |
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from Happy Mondays - The Peel Sessions [live] (1998)
Which one of you, has got to be so sad for,
and what'd ya look ashamed about, always on downer,that just sounds like you. And your waiting for some things to jump out of that tree, (HAVENT GOT A CLUE ABOUT THE NEXT BIT) im so green, ive got to be seen to believe. I had to ask mister fixit, everybody on this stagecoach likes robbin' an' bashin' big blacks and blonds smokin' miles and miles of hash, thats sweet, the bigger the tree the better the time. Yeah i can see now, how your looking for someone still, a lot more funkier,a lot more ooohh, well thats the way it seems is what the way you are. ( DONT KNOW THIS BIT ), and a roof drops in, and said 'ello goodbyes and a few months later your mine, At this rate even sooner, Still a lot more funkier, still a lot more you. |
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from Happy Mondays - The Peel Sessions [live] (1998)
When he came out to the lock-up
He said I'm looking for something better He made his shock announcement And backed off, backed down, backed off And then he got up off the floor He said Im wealthy enough, not to do this no more And he made it all known with his hands held up, palm out And she said dont know if i should Cause i worry too much about the tests on the blood And at first it was a 'yes', and then a 'no', then a 'yes'. A maggot sleeps on her desk H wears a sleeping bag as his vest And he's getting too too bothered About the spots on his chest, chest, chest Now Chichi, she laid it on And a few days later shes gone So its back to the womb To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???) |
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from Happy Mondays - The Peel Sessions [live] (1998)
We've been courteous
I like that, turn it up I like that, turn it up It was mad cyril It was mad cyril I like that, turn it up Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our music and our interests are the same, We've been together, fuckers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Hell. Wants me, Hell, wants you back. Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our interests and our music stayed the same, We've went together, druggers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Hell. Needs me, Hell, wants me oh Are you ready? Lets go. Are you ready? What about the detector vans, they be right with you? Lets go. Give me give me give me, give me give me give me, a break. Give me give me give me, give me give me give me, a break. Hell, Fuck about everything allowed, Hell, Fuck about everything. Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our interests and our music stayed the same, We went together, druggers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Put the frighteners on the flash little twerp Let's have a look, let's have a look, excuse me, but Come in!-take a look, take a look. Its a right pisshole, long hair, beatniks, druggers, freeloaders, tsk, freeloaders. I need a bohemian atmosphere I like that, turn it up |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for screwing everything in site Kiss me for never getting it right Kiss me…..goodnight I've got to pick out whats in the pocket So I can leave these pockets clean I've got to pick out whats in the pocket So I can leave that pocket clean An' I know that I will always want you But there's not much that I can do Im sweet, will always have to do Rewind and give me a good clue An' I know how your mind works Open your eyes and watch the roadworks Come on out It cant get much worse Sit right down Quench your big thirst Im tied down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin gets you nowhere Im weighed down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin comes from somewhere Is that really what you really what hey?
Would you like to see me living that way The living dead don't get a holiday Open your eyes, see the real world Come on down, cant get much worse Come right down Quench your big thirst Lie right down drink your nightnurse Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making a big mistake Kiss me for always being late Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for screwing everything in site Kiss me for getting it not right Kiss me…..goodnight Im tied down Im weighed down with stinking thinkin Stinkin thinkin gets me nowhere Im tied down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin comes from somewhere Steady job in a small town Guaranteed to bring me right down Guaranteed to take me nowhere Guaranteed to make me lose my hair |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Its delicous the way your walking Go easy on your toes Theres a million and one different dances who do you know that knows Theres a monkey in the family It was trained by adam and eve It was sold to your great grandad and grandma And decided it wouldn't leave I had to make the grass more greener I had to make the sky more blue I had to put a stop to the Jungle Jive team So they don't do the dance with you When you grow up you'll moonstomp mi lady To moonstomp is in your blood You'll have to make a keen decision But you'll know everything about love Theres a monkey in the family Swings from tree to tree It never stops to see How your doing It just has time to feed Its delightful the way your walking Be steady on those feet Stay away from the peppermint twist Where the Humpty Humpers meet.
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
If im being sneaky Well sometimes just freak me out Your voice starts to eat me Its time for me to leave it now Love it or leave it now The tricks that your churn when you move like a worm When your bad talking don't learn how to live Ohh, we like to take credit for this We'd love to take thanks ourselves for this I cant get enough of your sunshine I cant get enough of your love Your love and sunshine Sunshine and love The bad vibes so moody
When it should just move me So get me an uzi and someone to use it who smiles The tricks that you pull when things get too dull There'll be heads on the table for tea Your not shown how to move like a worm That's a life you wont let yourself learn So love it don't leave it just talk it and breathe it For christ sake you'll need it Believe it you'll need it like me Believe it or need it like me And if pigs could fly Well you might cry There'll be heads on the table for tea You'll just stay in your favourite room Playing with your deepest wound I said hail Mary, full of grace, where did you get your angel face I cant get enough of your suntan lady |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
It took three million years Now its my turn to see it Ive got to go back I just don't believe it Do you love it? Oh I bet you do Do you need it? Well, im just like you Smiley bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the bottle Lay of its back on the bottom of the bottle It took three million years to meet Mr. Helpful But now that ive meet him im extremely doubtful Are you healthy? Well I just eat fruit But I tell you man It just don't suit You're the bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the bottle Lay on its back and talking pure twaddle Its my turn now and theres always a houseful And saying the right thing Its always a mouthful It took three million years to meet Mr. Moonlight To finally ask him To put everything right You're the big bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the bottle Lay on its back and your talkin pure twaddle To make you more smiley You drink olive oil It gives me pure headache When your cookin with foil Its my turn now And theres always a houseful And saying the right thing its always a mouthful
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Its not I who sought the novice It's the novice who sought me Cook went blind and drank too much And fed his guest on angeldust Where did the pain start When did the symptoms begin Where did the pain start What have the symptoms been? If my heads been through a windscreen Why are all the eyeballs green? Take me round the roundabout Slow down, don't stop Bail out-Pull out It was not I who bit the sheriff It was the sheriff who bit me By my lambchops, buttercup What a crucifixion What a crucifixion mean I was bitten by a horse Now Im moving for divorce It took more than one man to change my name to Shanghai Lily Whats a cluckin chicken Whats a cluckin chicken need Where's the cluckin chicken Where's the cluckin chicken been
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
I'll tell you the story of cut em' loose Bruce He was the man who set the outlaws loose Prosecution say this boys misbehaven He shoot for fun Do pussy, dance and rave Home Im comin home Home im comin home They say this boys got bigger lies Then the whole of England and its all spies But mad old bruce He cut him free Theres nothing left to kill So kill a weed with me Oh I'll see the sunshine Oh I'll see the sunshine again We all got a friend
We call him little lad He has a lot of enemies But we want him back Here he is within four walls We ask obeah to give the jailer a call Tonight im going to party Set the fire round the town Get wired with the boys And shoot the whole place down Old Gilbert McBuston had too much McFuston So they threw him in the lake and took his name I'll tell you the story of cut em' loose Bruce He was the man who set the crackpots loose There I stood in front of Bruce He was the man who let the idiot loose Cut em' loose Bruce Producer Pass him the glass and the foil And give him a boost-poof |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
That's sickly clean This mild and meek I could launch it with a poker No danger for a weekend It opens its mouth Theres no words, just a squeak I could launch it with a poker No joker for a weekday Bing bong the weekday Bing bong no danger Here goes a sweet freak How many fools do you get in school In an English county classroom All the things going on inside your billbong Theres no room its just pure art room You try very hard to get that right To imitate some kind of life form A matter of fact without and tact You can go on back you Shouldn't have been burn Diggers mothers switch on the cooker Get the hillbillies down Set out to bugger Sweet freak pen and ink
How do you make a bulldog think Happy christmas I said Not to speak then Happy christmas whens its next week then Ad you swear you naughty meathead What sleeps in your bed Is got to be a greek ted How many fools do you get in a school In an english county All the things going on inside your built bomb Theres no room Its just pure art room Its dangerous to let the freaky dink in Chopper up, cooker, give me some more smother I cant stand the thought of the dwarf bein a mother Is this love, man, its pure hate If you put it on the table It'll be to late Is this love, man No, its pure hate It cant be more simple Its there on a plate Is this love man No it aint. |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Tell me what you know about cowboy dave Did he whistle on brown? Was his woman a sex slave? Give me what you got on the holiday You know the one where You went with the x's paid You can lie down here for a good few days Tell me what you know about a mans affliction Pc plod talk pure science fiction Talk about the girl with the leather legs Does she waddle like a chick With her big big love eggs Cake Theres not a thing that I cant fix I can fix it just like that
Theres not a thing that I cant fix Give me what you know on effin-stein First square head Leader of the street crime Tell me what you know about Rumble Bumble Did he roll our jeep in the middle of the Jungle Bounce on his head Did the nine lives rumble, rumble You and I back together Same old world Tell me what you know about whistlin dave Did he do his scene? Did he live in a sex cave? Not an ounce of class in the aging brass She did the work while he lay in the grass I know nothing man, so sack it fast Faster Theres is not a thing I cant fix I can fix it just like this You and I back together man Same old world Easy, easy easy, now Easy now, wunderbar Wunderbar rumble man |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for screwing everything in site Kiss me for never getting it right Kiss me…..goodnight I've got to pick out whats in the pocket So I can leave these pockets clean I've got to pick out whats in the pocket So I can leave that pocket clean An' I know that I will always want you But there's not much that I can do Im sweet, will always have to do Rewind and give me a good clue An' I know how your mind works Open your eyes and watch the roadworks Come on out It cant get much worse Sit right down Quench your big thirst Im tied down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin gets you nowhere Im weighed down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin comes from somewhere Is that really what you really what hey?
Would you like to see me living that way The living dead don't get a holiday Open your eyes, see the real world Come on down, cant get much worse Come right down Quench your big thirst Lie right down drink your nightnurse Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making a big mistake Kiss me for always being late Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for screwing everything in site Kiss me for getting it not right Kiss me…..goodnight Im tied down Im weighed down with stinking thinkin Stinkin thinkin gets me nowhere Im tied down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin comes from somewhere Steady job in a small town Guaranteed to bring me right down Guaranteed to take me nowhere Guaranteed to make me lose my hair |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Its delicous the way your walking Go easy on your toes Theres a million and one different dances who do you know that knows Theres a monkey in the family It was trained by adam and eve It was sold to your great grandad and grandma And decided it wouldn't leave I had to make the grass more greener I had to make the sky more blue I had to put a stop to the Jungle Jive team So they don't do the dance with you When you grow up you'll moonstomp mi lady To moonstomp is in your blood You'll have to make a keen decision But you'll know everything about love Theres a monkey in the family Swings from tree to tree It never stops to see How your doing It just has time to feed Its delightful the way your walking Be steady on those feet Stay away from the peppermint twist Where the Humpty Humpers meet.
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
If im being sneaky Well sometimes just freak me out Your voice starts to eat me Its time for me to leave it now Love it or leave it now The tricks that your churn when you move like a worm When your bad talking don't learn how to live Ohh, we like to take credit for this We'd love to take thanks ourselves for this I cant get enough of your sunshine I cant get enough of your love Your love and sunshine Sunshine and love The bad vibes so moody
When it should just move me So get me an uzi and someone to use it who smiles The tricks that you pull when things get too dull There'll be heads on the table for tea Your not shown how to move like a worm That's a life you wont let yourself learn So love it don't leave it just talk it and breathe it For christ sake you'll need it Believe it you'll need it like me Believe it or need it like me And if pigs could fly Well you might cry There'll be heads on the table for tea You'll just stay in your favourite room Playing with your deepest wound I said hail Mary, full of grace, where did you get your angel face I cant get enough of your suntan lady |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
It took three million years Now its my turn to see it Ive got to go back I just don't believe it Do you love it? Oh I bet you do Do you need it? Well, im just like you Smiley bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the bottle Lay of its back on the bottom of the bottle It took three million years to meet Mr. Helpful But now that ive meet him im extremely doubtful Are you healthy? Well I just eat fruit But I tell you man It just don't suit You're the bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the bottle Lay on its back and talking pure twaddle Its my turn now and theres always a houseful And saying the right thing Its always a mouthful It took three million years to meet Mr. Moonlight To finally ask him To put everything right You're the big bug eyed mung worm at the bottom of the bottle Lay on its back and your talkin pure twaddle To make you more smiley You drink olive oil It gives me pure headache When your cookin with foil Its my turn now And theres always a houseful And saying the right thing its always a mouthful
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Its not I who sought the novice It's the novice who sought me Cook went blind and drank too much And fed his guest on angeldust Where did the pain start When did the symptoms begin Where did the pain start What have the symptoms been? If my heads been through a windscreen Why are all the eyeballs green? Take me round the roundabout Slow down, don't stop Bail out-Pull out It was not I who bit the sheriff It was the sheriff who bit me By my lambchops, buttercup What a crucifixion What a crucifixion mean I was bitten by a horse Now Im moving for divorce It took more than one man to change my name to Shanghai Lily Whats a cluckin chicken Whats a cluckin chicken need Where's the cluckin chicken Where's the cluckin chicken been
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
I'll tell you the story of cut em' loose Bruce He was the man who set the outlaws loose Prosecution say this boys misbehaven He shoot for fun Do pussy, dance and rave Home Im comin home Home im comin home They say this boys got bigger lies Then the whole of England and its all spies But mad old bruce He cut him free Theres nothing left to kill So kill a weed with me Oh I'll see the sunshine Oh I'll see the sunshine again We all got a friend
We call him little lad He has a lot of enemies But we want him back Here he is within four walls We ask obeah to give the jailer a call Tonight im going to party Set the fire round the town Get wired with the boys And shoot the whole place down Old Gilbert McBuston had too much McFuston So they threw him in the lake and took his name I'll tell you the story of cut em' loose Bruce He was the man who set the crackpots loose There I stood in front of Bruce He was the man who let the idiot loose Cut em' loose Bruce Producer Pass him the glass and the foil And give him a boost-poof |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
That's sickly clean This mild and meek I could launch it with a poker No danger for a weekend It opens its mouth Theres no words, just a squeak I could launch it with a poker No joker for a weekday Bing bong the weekday Bing bong no danger Here goes a sweet freak How many fools do you get in school In an English county classroom All the things going on inside your billbong Theres no room its just pure art room You try very hard to get that right To imitate some kind of life form A matter of fact without and tact You can go on back you Shouldn't have been burn Diggers mothers switch on the cooker Get the hillbillies down Set out to bugger Sweet freak pen and ink
How do you make a bulldog think Happy christmas I said Not to speak then Happy christmas whens its next week then Ad you swear you naughty meathead What sleeps in your bed Is got to be a greek ted How many fools do you get in a school In an english county All the things going on inside your built bomb Theres no room Its just pure art room Its dangerous to let the freaky dink in Chopper up, cooker, give me some more smother I cant stand the thought of the dwarf bein a mother Is this love, man, its pure hate If you put it on the table It'll be to late Is this love, man No, its pure hate It cant be more simple Its there on a plate Is this love man No it aint. |
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from Happy Mondays - Yes Please (1992)
Tell me what you know about cowboy dave Did he whistle on brown? Was his woman a sex slave? Give me what you got on the holiday You know the one where You went with the x's paid You can lie down here for a good few days Tell me what you know about a mans affliction Pc plod talk pure science fiction Talk about the girl with the leather legs Does she waddle like a chick With her big big love eggs Cake Theres not a thing that I cant fix I can fix it just like that
Theres not a thing that I cant fix Give me what you know on effin-stein First square head Leader of the street crime Tell me what you know about Rumble Bumble Did he roll our jeep in the middle of the Jungle Bounce on his head Did the nine lives rumble, rumble You and I back together Same old world Tell me what you know about whistlin dave Did he do his scene? Did he live in a sex cave? Not an ounce of class in the aging brass She did the work while he lay in the grass I know nothing man, so sack it fast Faster Theres is not a thing I cant fix I can fix it just like this You and I back together man Same old world Easy, easy easy, now Easy now, wunderbar Wunderbar rumble man |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Son, I'm 30
I only went with your mother 'cause she's dirty And I don't have a decent bone in me What you get is just what you see yeah I see it so I take it freely And all the bad piss ugly things i feed me I never help or give to the needy Come on and see me Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice I said dad you're shabby You run around and groove like a baggy You're only here just out of habit All that's mine you might as well have it You take ten feet back and then stab it Spray it on and 'tag it So sack on me I can't stand the needy Get around here if you're asking you're feeling Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice So sack all the needy I can't stand to leave it You come around here and you put both your feet in Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So go on and say it Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't hear what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
I can virtually do anything I read
Someone somewhere swa between your knees Hand me out fish, did some big tease Oh man did you fuck it, Baby brother I took it Then I pilfered th ebag and the amex gold Because the lord chief constable knows I'm owen And everybody said I told you so God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me 'Coz me and the chief got soul to soul Me and the chief got slowly stoned Me and the chief got soul to soul Oh me and all the chiefs get slowly stoned I like it and I want it and I just don't need to stop it Cos me and all the rich got mobile homes - homes Me and all the rich got mobile phones - bones God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me 'Coz me and the chief got soul to soul Me and the chief got slowly stoned Me and the chief got soul to soul Oh me and all the chiefs get slowly stoned God made it easy God made it easy on me God made it easy on me God rains it E's God rains it E's all on me God made it E's all on me |
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from Happy Mondays - Pills 'N' Thrills And Bellyaches (1990)
Six cheap people in an empty hotel
Every last one with a story to tell Give them all pills, so their heads won't swell We were borne to a woman whose husband did quite well Oh sunshine, shone brighty Through my windoew today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay Hold ouit your hand said whitey with the blame Gonna bring you up so you really dig the pain Take you under my wings so you'll never be the same Cos your wife is so much older and both her legs are lame A sunbeam shone brightly through my window today Could have gone 20 miles but I decided to stay All my flock has packed up and flocked back to hell Open up the windows so the place don't start to smell Carry on with what your doing cos you don't to it that well I've been umpteen different people and no one else can tell Sunshine shone brightly through my asshole today Could have tripped out quite easy but I decided to stay To stay a while Come up and see me make me smile Come up and see me make me smile |