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from In The Name Of The Father (아버지의 이름으로) by Trevor Jones [ost] (1994)
Dedicated Follower Of Fashion
They seek him here, they seek him there, His clothes are loud, but never square. It will make or break him so he's got to buy the best, 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion. And when he does his little rounds, 'Round the boutiques of London Town, Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends, 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). He thinks he is a flower to be looked at, And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight, He feels a dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). There's one thing that he loves and that is flattery. One week he's in polka-dots, the next week he is in stripes. 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion. They seek him here, they seek him there, In Regent Street and Leicester Square. Everywhere the Carnabetian army marches on, Each one an dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). His world is built 'round discoteques and parties. This pleasure-seeking individual always looks his best 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion. Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is). He flits from shop to shop just like a butterfly. In matters of the cloth he is as fickle as can be, 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion. He's a dedicated follower of fashion. He's a dedicated follower of fashion. |
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from Chuck B. Covered: A Tribute To Chuck Berry [tribute] (1998)
Running to and fro, hard working at the mill,
Never failed at the mill, there come a rotten bill. Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you. Salesman talkin' to me tryin' to run me up a creek, Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week. Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you. Blonde hair, good-looking, trying to get into get me married Get a home, settle down by the book. Too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you. Same thing every day, getting up, going to school, No need for me complaining, my objection's overruled. Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you. Oh! Pay-phone, something's wrong, dime gone, will mail, Oughta sue the operator for telling me a tale. Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you. Been to Yokohama, baby, fighting in the war, Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car. Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you. Working in the filling station, too many checks, Wipe the windows, check the oil, check the tires, dollar gas? Too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you. |
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from Hot Fuzz (뜨거운 녀석들) by David Arnold [ost] (2007)
We are the Village Green Preservation Society
God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do We are the Draught Beer Preservation Society God save Mrs. Mopp and good Old Mother Riley We are the Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium God save the George Cross and all those who were awarded them We are the Sherlock Holmes English Speaking Vernacular Help save Fu Manchu, Moriarty and Dracula We are the Office Block Persecution Affinity God save little shops, china cups and virginity We are the Skyscraper condemnation Affiliate God save tudor houses, antique tables and billiards Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do God save the Village Green. |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
I'm not content to be with you in the daytime
Girl, I want to be with you all of the time The only time I feel alright is by your side Girl, I want to be with you all of the time All day and all of the night All day and all of the night All day and all of the night I believe that you and me last forever Oh yeah, all day and night I'm yours, leave me never The only time I feel alright is by your side Girl, I want to be with you all of the time All day and all of the night All day and all of the night Oh, come on I believe that you and me last forever Oh yeah, all day and night I'm yours, leave me never The only time I feel alright is by your side Girl, I want to be with you all of the time All day and all of the night All day and all of the night time All day and all of the night |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
I think I'm so sophisticated, 'cause I'm living my life like a good homo sapiens
But all around me everybody's multiplying, and they're walking round like flies, man So I'm no better than the animals sitting in the cages in the zoo, man 'cause compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees -- I am an apeman I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized 'cause I'm a strict vegetarian And with the over population, and inflation and starvation, and the crazy politicians I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore, and make like an apeman I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman 'cause compared to the sun that sits in the sky Compared to the clouds as they roll by Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies I am an apeman. La la la la... In man's evolution he's created the city and the motor traffic rumble But give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle 'cause the only time that I feel at ease is swinging up and down in a coconut tree Oh what a life of luxury -- to be like an apeman I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman I look out the window, but I can't see the sky The air pollution is a-fogging up my eyes I want to get out of this city alive And make like an apeman La la la la... Come on and love me - Be my apeman girl And we'd be so happy - In my apeman world I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman I'll be your Tarzan and you'll be my Jane I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane We'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day Just like an apeman I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore, and make like an apeman La la la la... |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
See my friends,
See my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, See my friends, See my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, She is gone, She is gone and now there's no one left 'Cept my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, She just went, She just went, Went across the river. Now she's gone, Now she's gone, Wish that I'd gone with her. She is gone, She is gone and now there's no one left 'Cept my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, She is gone and now there's no one else to take her place She is gone and now there's no one else to love 'Cept my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, See my friends, See my friends, Layin' 'cross the river, See my friends, See my friends, Layin' 'cross the river |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
My makeup is dry and it cracks 'round my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't bite and the tigers won't roar La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la So let's all drink to the death of a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crown Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crown Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Here's wishing you the bluest sky
And hoping something better comes tomorrow Hoping all the verses rhyme And the very best of choruses to Follow all the doubt and sadness I know that better things are on the way Here's hoping all the days ahead Won't be as bitter as the ones behind you Be an optimist instead And somehow happiness will find you Forget what happened yesterday I know that better things are on the way It's really good to see you rocking out and having fun Living like you just begun Accept your life and what it brings I hope tomorrow you'll find better things I know tomorrow you'll find better things Here's wishing you the bluest sky And hoping something better comes tomorrow Hoping all the verses rhyme And the very best of choruses to Follow all the doubt and sadness I know that better things are on the way I know you've got a lot of good things happening up ahead The past is gone, it's all been said So here's to what the future brings I know tomorrow you'll find better things I know tomorrow you'll find better things I hope tomorrow you'll find better things I know tomorrow you'll find better things I hope tomorrow you'll find better things |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
You look out of your window,
Into the night. Could be rain, could be snow, But it can't feel as cold as you're feeling inside. And all of you friends are either married, vanished, Or just left alone. But that's no reason to just stop living. That's no excuse to just give in to a sad and lonely heart. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Don't forget to smile. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Forget it for a while. 'Cause darling, darling, I bet you danced a good one in your time. And if this were a party I'd really make sure the next one would be mine. Yes, you with the broken heart. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Don't forget to smile. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Forget it for a while. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Forget it for a while. You walk down the street And all the young punks whistle at you. A nice bit of old, Just goes to show what you can achieve with the right attitude. As you pass them by They whisper their remarks one to another, And you give them the eye Even that you know that you could be their mother. You do the thing you love the most. What separates you from the rest, And what you love to do the most? And when they ask me how you dance, I say that you dance real close. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Don't forget to dance. |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
The taxman's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home Lazin' on a sunny afternoon And I can't sail my yacht He's taken everything I've got All I've got's this sunny afternoon Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze I've got a big fat mama tryin' to break me And I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazin' on a sunny afternoon In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime My girlfriend's run off with my car And gone back to her ma and pa Tellin' tales of drunkenness and cruelty Now I'm sittin' here Sippin' at my ice cold beer Lazin' on a sunny afternoon Help me, help me, help me sail away Well, give me two good reasons why I oughta stay 'Cause I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazin' on a sunny afternoon In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze I got a big fat mama tryin' to break me And I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazin' on a sunny afternoon In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
They seek him here, they seek him there
His clothes are loud, but never square It will make or break him so he's got to buy the best 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion And when he does his little rounds 'Round the boutiques of London town Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) He thinks he is a flower to be looked at And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight He feels a dedicated follower of fashion Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) There's one thing that he loves and that is flattery One week he's in polka-dots, the next week he's in stripes 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion They seek him here, they seek him there In Regent Street and Leicester Square Everywhere the Carnabetian army marches on Each one a dedicated follower of fashion Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) His world is built 'round discotheques and parties This pleasure-seeking individual always looks his best 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is) He flits from shop to shop just like a butterfly In matters of the cloth, he is as fickle as can be 'Cause he's a dedicated follower of fashion He's a dedicated follower of fashion He's a dedicated follower of fashion |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Standing in the middle of nowhere,
Wondering how to begin. Lost between tomorrow and yesterday, Between now and then. And now we're back where we started, Here we go round again. Day after day I get up and I say I better do it again. Where are all the people going? Round and round till we reach the end. One day leading to another, Get up, go out, do it again. Then it's back where you started, Here we go round again. Back where you started, Come on do it again. And you think today is going to be better, Change the world and do it again. Give it all up and start all over, You say you will but you don't know when. Then it's back where you started, Here we go round again. Day after day I get up and I say Come on do it again. The days go by and you wish you were a different guy, Different friends and a new set of clothes. You make alterations and affect a new pose, A new house, a new car, a new job, a new nose. But it's superficial and it's only skin deep, Because the voices in your head keep shouting in your sleep. Get back, get back. Back where you started, here we go round again, Back where you started, come on do it again. Back where you started, here we go round again, Day after day I get up and I say, do it again. Do it again. Day after day I get up and I say, come on do it again. |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Standing in the middle of nowhere,
Wondering how to begin. Lost between tomorrow and yesterday, Between now and then. And now we're back where we started, Here we go round again. Day after day I get up and I say I better do it again. Where are all the people going? Round and round till we reach the end. One day leading to another, Get up, go out, do it again. Then it's back where you started, Here we go round again. Back where you started, Come on do it again. And you think today is going to be better, Change the world and do it again. Give it all up and start all over, You say you will but you don't know when. Then it's back where you started, Here we go round again. Day after day I get up and I say Come on do it again. The days go by and you wish you were a different guy, Different friends and a new set of clothes. You make alterations and affect a new pose, A new house, a new car, a new job, a new nose. But it's superficial and it's only skin deep, Because the voices in your head keep shouting in your sleep. Get back, get back. Back where you started, here we go round again, Back where you started, come on do it again. Back where you started, here we go round again, Day after day I get up and I say, do it again. Do it again. Day after day I get up and I say, come on do it again. |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Everybody's a dreamer
And everybody's a star And everybody's in movies It doesn't matter who you are There are stars in every city In every house and on every street And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard Their names are written in concrete Don't step on Greta Garbo As you walk down the boulevard She looks so weak and fragile That's why she tried to be so hard But they turned her into a princess And they sat her on a throne But she turned her back on stardom Because she wanted to be alone You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain Rudolph Valentino Looks very much alive And he looks up ladies' dresses As they sadly pass him by Avoid stepping on Bela Lugosi 'Cause he's liable to turn and bite But stand close by Bette Davis Because hers was such a lonely life If you covered him with garbage George Sanders would still have style And if you stamped on Mickey Rooney He would still turn 'round and smile But please don't tread on dearest Marilyn 'Cause she's not very tough She should have been made of iron or steel But she was only made of flesh and blood You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain Everybody's a dreamer And everybody's a star And everybody's in show-biz It doesn't matter who you are And those who are successful Be always on your guard Success walks hand in hand with failure Along Hollywood Boulevard I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes 'Cause celluloid heroes never feel any pain And celluloid heroes never really die You can see all the stars as you walk along Hollywood Boulevard Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain La la la la, la la la la la la la la la La la la la, la la la la la la la la la Oh, celluloid heroes never feel any pain Oh, celluloid heroes never really die I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain And celluloid heroes never really die |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Picture yourself when you're getting old
Sat by the fireside, a-pondering on Picture book Pictures of your mama Taken by your papa A long time ago Picture book Of people with each other To prove they loved each other A long time ago Na, na, na, na na na Na, na, na, na na na Picture book Picture book A picture of you in your birthday suit You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon Picture book Your mama and your papa And fat old Uncle Charlie Out cruising with their friends Picture book A holiday in August Outside a bed and breakfast In sunny Southend Picture book When you were just a baby Those days when you were happy A long time ago Na, na, na, na na na Na, na, na, na na na Picture book Picture book Picture book Picture book Picture book Na, na, na na Na, na, na na A-scooby-dooby-doo Picture book Na, na, na na Na, na, na na A-scooby-dooby-doo Picture book Pictures of your mama Taken by your papa A long time ago Long time ago Long time ago Long time ago Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
We are the Village Green Preservation Society
God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do We are the Draught Beer Preservation Society God save Mrs. Mopp and good Old Mother Riley We are the Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium God save the George Cross and all those who were awarded them We are the Sherlock Holmes English Speaking Vernacular Help save Fu Manchu, Moriarty and Dracula We are the Office Block Persecution Affinity God save little shops, china cups and virginity We are the Skyscraper condemnation Affiliate God save tudor houses, antique tables and billiards Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do God save the Village Green |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Walter, remember when the world was young
And all the girls knew Walter's name? Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed? Do you remember, Walter, playing cricket in the thunder and the rain? Do you remember, Walter, smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate? Yes, Walter was my mate, But Walter, my old friend, where are you now? Walter's name. Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed? Do you remember, Walter, how we said we'd fight the world so we'd be free. We'd save up all our money and we'd buy a boat and sail away to sea. But it was not to be. I knew you then but do I know you now? Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago If you saw me now you wouldn't even know my name. I bet you're fat and married and you're always home in bed by half-past eight. And if I talked about the old times you'd get bored and you'll have nothing more to say. Yes people often change, but memories of people can remain |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Set me free, little girl.
All you gotta do is set me free, little girl. You know you can do it if you try, All you gotta do is set me free, free, Free. Set me free, little girl. All you gotta do is set me free, little girl. You know you can do it if you try, All you gotta do is set me free, free, Free, free. I don't want no one, If I can't have you to myself. I don't need nobody else. So if I can't have you to myself, Set me free. Set me free. Oh set me free, little girl. All you gotta do is set me free, little girl. You know you can do it if you try, All you gotta do is set me free, free, Free, free. I don't want no one, If I can't have you to myself. I don't need nobody else. So if I can't have you to myself, Set me free. Set me free. Oh set me free, little girl. All you gotta do is set me free, little girl. You know you can do it if you try, All you gotta do is set me free, free, Free. Set me free, Oh, set me free. |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like Coca-Cola C-O-L-A, Cola She walked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola L-O-L-A, Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine, oh my Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, I'm not dumb but I can't understand Why she walked like a woman but talked like a man, oh my Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, we drank champagne and danced all night Under electric candlelight She picked me up and sat me on her knee And said "Dear boy, won't you come home with me?" Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy But when I looked in her eyes, well I almost fell for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola I pushed her away I walked to the door I fell to the floor I got down on my knees Then I looked at her and she at me Well, that's the way that I want it to stay And I always want it to be that way for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola Girls will be boys and boys will be girls It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world, except for Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, I left home just a week before And I'd never ever kissed a woman before But Lola smiled and took me by the hand And said "Dear boy, I'm gonna make you a man" Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man And so is Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
They put a parking lot on a piece of land
Where the supermarket used to stand Before that, they put up a bowling alley On the site that used to be the local palais That's where the big bands used to come and play My sister went there on a Saturday Come dancing All her boyfriends used to come and call Why not come dancing? It's only natural Another Saturday, another date She would be ready, but she'd always make him wait In the hallway, in anticipation He didn't know the night would end up in frustration He'd end up blowing all his wages for the week All for a cuddle and a peck on the cheek Come dancing That's how they did it when I was just a kid And when they said come dancing My sister always did My sister should have come in at midnight And my mom would always sit up and wait It always ended up in a big row When my sister used to get home late Out of my window I could see them in the moonlight Two silhouettes saying good nights by the garden gate What are you doing out there? Come on! Are you gonna be out there all night? The day they knocked down the palais My sister stood and cried The day they knocked down the palais Part of my childhood died, just died Now I'm grown up and playing in a band And there's a car park where the palais used to stand My sister's married, and she lives on an estate Her daughters go out, now it's her turn to wait She knows they get away with things she never could But if I asked her, I wonder if she would Come dancing Come on, sister, have yourself a ball Don't be afraid to come dancing It's only natural Come dancing Just like the palais on a Saturday And all her friends would come dancing While the big bands used to play |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Baby, I feel good
From the moment I arise Feel good from morning Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Yeah, you and me We live this life From when we get up Till we go sleep at night You and me were free We do as we please, yeah From morning, till the end of the day Till the end of the day Yeah, I get up And I see the sun up And I feel good, yeah 'Cause my life has begun You and me were free We do as we please, yeah From morning, till the end of the day Till the end of the day You and me were free We do as we please, yeah From morning, till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day Till the end of the day |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Hey, hey, hey...
Give the people what they want Well, it's been said before, the world is a stage A different performance with every age. Open the history book to any old page Bring on the lions and open the cage. Give the people what they want You gotta give the people what they want The more they get, the more they need And every time they get harder and harder to please The Roman promoters really did things right. They needed a show that would clearly excite. The attendance was sparse so they put on a fight Threw the Christians to the lions, sold out every night Give the people what they want You gotta give the people what they want The more they get, the more they need And every time they get harder and harder to please Give 'em lots of sex, perversion and rape Give 'em lots of violence, and plenty to hate Give the people what they want Give the people what they want When Olswald shot Kennedy, he was insane But still we watch the re-runs again and again We all sit glued while the killer takes aim "Hey Mom, there goes a piece of the president's brain!" Give the people what they want You gotta give the people what they want Blow out your brains, and do it right Make sure it's prime time and on a Saturday night. You gotta give the people what they want You gotta give the people what they want Give the people what they want Give the people what they want Give the people what they want |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Woke up in a panic,
Like somebody fired a gun I wish I could be dreaming, But the nightmare's just begun. There's flooding in the basement, There's water all around. There's woodworm in the attic And the ceiling just fell down. I'm in a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh). I'm in a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh). All the dirty dishes Are still in the kitchen sink. The tumble dryer's broken, Now the telly's on the blink. My girlfriend's packed her bags And moved out to another town. She couldn't stand the boredom When the video broke down. Don't know why I feel so bad. Is it the weather, or am I going mad? Don't know why I feel this way. I don't know whether I'm coming or I'm going, Can't cover up 'cause it's obviously showing. It's a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh). We're in a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh). I don't know whether I'm coming or I'm going. Should feel happy, should feel glad. I'm alive and it can't be bad, But back on planet Earth they shatter the illusion, The world's going 'round in a state of confusion. Standing on an island In the middle of the road. Traffic either side of me, Which way will I go? I should've stayed at home, I should have never come outside. Now I wish I never tried To cross the other side. I'm in a state (state) State of confusion (whooooh). It's a state (state) Of confusion (whooooh). Lyin' awake in a cold, cold sweat, Am I overdrawn, am I going in debt? It gets worse, the older that you get. No escape from the state of confusion I'm in. State of confusion I'm in. Whooooh |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
There's a crack up in the ceiling
And the kitchen sink is leaking Out of work and got no money A Sunday joint of bread and honey What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor No money coming in The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in We are strictly second class We don't understand (Dead end!) Why we should be in dead end street? (Dead end!) People are living in dead end street (Dead end!) I'm gonna die on dead end street Dead end street (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) On a cold and frosty morning Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning And my feet are nearly frozen Boil the tea and put some toast on What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor No chance to emigrate I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late We both want to work so hard We can't get the chance (Dead end!) People live in dead end street (Dead end!) People are dying on dead end street (Dead end!) We're gonna die on dead end street Dead end street (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) (Dead end!) People live on dead end street (Dead end!) People are dying on dead end street (Dead end!) I'm gonna die on dead end street Dead end street (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) Head to my feet (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) How's it feel? (Yeah!) How's it feel? (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) Dead end street (Yeah!) |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
I've been waiting for years to buy a brand new cadillac
But now that I've got one I want to send it right back I can't afford the gas to fill my luxury limousine But even if I had the dough no one's got no gasoline I went to my local dealer to see if he could set me straight He said there's a little gas going but I'd have to wait But he offered some red hot speed and some really high grade hash But a gallon of gas can't be purchased anywhere for any amount of cash I can score you some coke and some grade one grass But I can't get a gallon of gas I've got some downers some speed all the drugs that you need But I can't get a gallon of gas There's no more left to buy or sell There's no more oil left in the well A gallon of gas can't be purchased anywhere For any amount of cash two extra verses from long version: I love your body-work, but you're really no use How can I drive you when I got no juice? Because it's stuck in neutral and my engine's got no speed And the highways are deserted and the air smells unnaturally clean. It's got power-assisted overdrive and carpets on the floor, but it's parked out front just like a dead dinosaur. And I'll be paying off the bank for 45 years or more. It should go 100 miles an hour, but it's never moved away from my door. Who needs a car and a seven-forty-seven When you can't buy a gallon of gas Who needs a highway, an airport or a jet When you can't get a gallon of gas There's no more left to buy or sell There's no more oil left in the well A gallon of gas can't be purchased anywhere For any amount of cash You can't buy a gallon of gas |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Thank you for the days
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I'm thinking of the days I won't forget a single day, believe me I bless the light I bless the light that lights on you, believe me And though you're gone You're with me every single day, believe me Days I'll remember all my life Days when you can't see wrong from right You took my life But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me But it's alright Now I'm not frightened of this world, believe me I wish today could be tomorrow The night is dark It just brings sorrow anyway Thank you for the days Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I'm thinking of the days I won't forget a single day, believe me Days I'll remember all my life Days when you can't see wrong from right You took my life But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me But it's alright Now I'm not frightened of this world, believe me Days Thank you for the days Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I'm thinking of the days I won't forget a single day, believe me I bless the light I bless the light that shines on you, believe me And though you're gone You're with me every single day, believe me Days |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
Girl, you really got me goin'
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now Oh yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night You really got me You really got me You really got me See, don't ever set me free I always wanna be by your side Girl, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now Oh yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night You really got me You really got me You really got me Oh, no See, don't ever set me free I always wanna be by your side Girl, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', now Oh yeah, you really got me now You got me so I can't sleep at night You really got me You really got me You really got me |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
On reflection, it was not all wine on the wall
It was not all cuts and bruises Or the pulling out of hair And the bloodying of nose And the tearing off of clothes, although It was really animal, truly animal There were times when there was absolute compassion in the air Though it was really animal, truly animal It could not compare to times we cared And were in control and less emotional While the intellect controls the spiritual The animal respects what's natural Ying and yang control man's actions And both extremes are a natural reaction It was really animal, truly animal, Well there were times when there was absolute compassion in the air On reflection it was not all crash and bang Broken bottles and abuse Sometimes there were sunsets on the sands Holding onto caring hands But there were vampire fangs As the angels sang It was ying and yang, oh yeah It was truly natural, though it was really animal In a sense it fell into a truly natural romance Oh yeah, It was really animal, truly animal There were times when there was absolute compassion in the air True love, true love, true love is really animal |
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from Kinks - To The Bone (1994)
In the back of a record rack
There's a old double pack Twelve inches and black With an old crumpled cover But every track is stacked And it takes me back To the one who caused this melancholy mood And every single groove Cuts me to the bone Yeah, she rocks me to the bone I took her back to my bachelor flat While the stereo played for two She unwrapped her gift And played me a riff And said, "this old record was just made for you" Then we danced to songs of passion and The singer's velvet tones On the gramaphone While the record played She rocks me to the bone Knocks me to the bone Those those rock n' roll romantic songs Played all summer long And she rocks me to the bone Knocks me to the bone. Yeah, she rocks me to the bone Yeah, she rocks me to the bone In dreams she's smiling in slow motion Devouring all of my emotion Angels singing rock 'n' roll While demons take away my soul Voices sound, her image fades Every time that record plays She rocks me to the bone Knocks me to the bone In my back room there's an old 45 That we played all summer long Shakin the beams so loud it covered up the screams When lover's harmony went oh so wrong And in every word emotion is torn And blood flows down the drain Like she opened up a vein And cut me to the bone Yeah, she rocks me to the bone And now i'm just a prisoner In that stereo Hi-Fi jail The needle pierced just like a nail As she rocks me to the bone Knocks me to the bone Do do do do do do do She rocks me to the bone Yeah, she rocks me to the bone Yeah, she rocks me to the bone |
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from Juno (주노) by Matt Messina [ost] (2008)
'Cause he gets up in the morning,
and he goes to work at nine, and he comes back home at five-thirty, gets the same train every time. 'Cause his world is built 'round punctuality, it never fails. And he's oh, so good, and he's oh, so fine, and he's oh, so healthy, in his body and his mind. He's a well respected man about town, doing the best things so conservatively. And his mother goes to meetings, while his father pulls the maid, and she stirs the tea with councilors, while discussing foreign trade, and she passes looks, as well as bills at every suave young man. And he's oh, so good, and he's oh, so fine, and he's oh, so healthy, in his body and his mind. He's a well respected man about town, doing the best things so conservatively. And he likes his own backyard, and he likes his fags the best, 'cause he's better than the rest, and his own sweat smells the best, and he hopes to grab his father's loot when Pater passes on. And he's oh, so good, and he's oh, so fine, and he's oh, so healthy, in his body and his mind. He's a well respected man about town, doing the best things so conservatively. And he plays at stocks and shares, and he goes to the Regatta, and he adores the girl next door, 'cause he's dying to get at her, but his mother knows the best about the matrimonial stakes. And he's oh, so good, and he's oh, so fine, and he's oh, so healthy, in his body and his mind. He's a well respected man about town, doing the best things so conservatively. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
We are the Village Green Preservation Society
God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do We are the Draught Beer Preservation Society God save Mrs. Mopp and good Old Mother Riley We are the Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium God save the George Cross and all those who were awarded them We are the Sherlock Holmes English Speaking Vernacular Help save Fu Manchu, Moriarty and Dracula We are the Office Block Persecution Affinity God save little shops, china cups and virginity We are the Skyscraper condemnation Affiliate God save tudor houses, antique tables and billiards Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways for me and for you What more can we do God save the Village Green. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Walter, remember when the world was young
And all the girls knew Walter's name? Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed? Do you remember, Walter, playing cricket in the thunder and the rain? Do you remember, Walter, smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate? Yes, Walter was my mate, But Walter, my old friend, where are you now? Walter's name. Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed? Do you remember, Walter, how we said we'd fight the world so we'd be free. We'd save up all our money and we'd buy a boat and sail away to sea. But it was not to be. I knew you then but do I know you now? Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago If you saw me now you wouldn't even know my name. I bet you're fat and married and you're always home in bed by half-past eight. And if I talked about the old times you'd get bored and you'll have nothing more to say. Yes people often change, but memories of people can remain. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Picture yourself when you're getting old
You sat by the fireside, pondering all Picture book, pictures of your Mama, taken by your Papa A long time ago Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they loved each other A long time ago La la la la la la, La la la la la la Picture book, picture book A picture of you in your birthday suit You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon Picture book, your Mama and your Papa And fat old Uncle Charlie Out boozing with their friends Picture book, a holiday in August, outside a bed & breakfast In sunny Southend Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they loved each other A long time ago La la la la la la, La la la la la la Picture book, picture book Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they loved each other A long time ago |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Johnny Thunder lives on water, feeds on lightning.
Johnny Thunder don't need no one, don't want money. And all the people of the town, They can't get through to Johnny, they will never, ever break him down. Johnny Thunder speaks for no one, goes on fighting. And sweet Helena til then prays for Johnny. Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Thunder and lightning. Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Thunder and lightning. Though everybody tried their best, Old Johnny vowed that he would never, ever end up like the rest. Johnny Thunder rides the highway, moves like lightning. But sweet Helena just says, "God bless Johnny." Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Thunder and lightning. Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Ba ba-ba ba ba-ba ba, Thunder and lightning. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Like the last of the good ol' puffer trains,
I'm the last of the blood and sweat brigade, And I don't know where I'm going, or why I came. I'm the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains. I'm the last of the good old renegades. All my friends are all middle class and grey, But I live in a museum, so I'm okay. I'm the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains. Like the last of the good ol' choo-choo trains, Huff and puff 'till I blow this world away, And I'm gonna keep on rollin' till my dying day. I'm the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains. Like the last of the good ol' puffer trains, I'm the last of the soot and scum(?) brigade, And all this peaceful living is drivin' me insane. I'm the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains. I'm the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Big Sky looked down on all the people looking up at the Big Sky.
Everybody pushing one another around Big Sky feels sad when he sees the children scream and cry But the Big Sky's too big to let it get him down. Big Sky too big to cry Big Sky too high to see People like you and me One day we'll be free, we won't care, just you see 'Til that day can be, don't let it get you down When I feel that the world is too much for me I think of the Big Sky, and nothing matters much to me. Big Sky looked down on all the people who think they got problems They get depressed and they hold their head in their hands and cry. People lift up their hands and they look up to the Big Sky But Big Sky is too big to sympathize Big Sky's too occupied Though he would like to try And he feels bad inside Big Sky's too big to cry One day we'll be free, we won't care, just you wait and see 'Til that day can be, don't let it get you down. When I feel that the world is too much for me I think of the Big Sky, and nothing matters much to me |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Just sitting down by the riverside,
Spreading my arms to the open wide. Now I am free and the world's at my feet. I can close my eyes. Oh Love, keep me warm, keep me satisfied. Please keep me calm, keep me pacified. Now I'm content and my life is complete. I can close my eyes. Sitting by the riverside with you. I love sitting down by the riverside, Watching the water go flowing by. Oh, golly gee, it is heaven to be Like a willow tree. Spend my time just drinking wine while looking at the view |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
This world is big and wild and half insane
Take me where real animals are playing Just a dirty old shack Where the hound dogs bark That we called our home I want to be back there Among the cats and dogs And the pigs and the goats On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm My animal home While I lay my head upon my pillow Little girl, come play beneath my window Though she's far from home She is free from harm And she need not fear She is by my side And the sky is wide So let the sun shine bright On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm My animal home Girl, It's a hard, hard world, if it gets you down Dreams often fade and die in a bad, bad world I'll take you where real animals are playing And people are real people not just playing It's a quiet, quiet life By a dirty old shack That we called our home I want to be back there Among the cats and dogs And the pigs and the goats On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm Animal Farm |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Out in the country,
Far from all the soot and noise of the city, There's a village green. It's been a long time Since I last set eyes on the church with the steeple Down by the village green. 'Twas there I met a girl called Daisy And kissed her by the old oak tree. Although I loved my Daisy, I saw fame, And so I left the village green. I miss the village green, And all the simple people. I miss the village green, The church, the clock, the steeple. I miss the morning dew, fresh air and Sunday school. And now all the houses Are rare antiquities. American tourists flock to see the village green. They snap their photographs and say "Gawd darn it, Isn't it a pretty scene?" And Daisy's married Tom the grocer boy, And now he owns a grocery. I miss the village green, And all the simple people. I miss the village green, The church, the clock, the steeple. I miss the morning dew, fresh air and Sunday school. And I will return there, And I'll see Daisy, And we'll sip tea, laugh, And talk about the village green. We will laugh and talk about the village green. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Baby, you don't know what you're saying,
Because you're a victim of bright city lights, And your mind is not right. You think the world's at your feet. 'Cause you're starstruck, baby, starstruck. Taken in by the lights, Think you'll never look back, You know you're starstruck on me. Baby, you're running around like you're crazy. You go to a party and dance through the night, And you'll drink 'till you're tight, And then you're out on your feet. 'Cause you're starstruck, baby, starstruck. Taken in by the lights, Think you'll never look back, You know you're starstruck on me. Baby, watch out or else you'll be ruined, 'Cause once you're addicted to wine and champagne, It's gonna drive you insane, Because the world's not so tame. And you're starstruck, baby, starstruck. You're taken in by the lights, Think you'll never look back, You know you're starstruck on me. Don't you know that you are, Starstruck on me. And you always will be, Starstruck on me. Starstruck on me. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
A long, long time ago,
In the land of idiot boys, There live a cat, a phenomenal cat, Who loved to wallow all day. No one bothered him As he sat, content in his tree. He just lived to eat 'cause it kept him fat, And that's how he wanted to stay. Though he was big and fat, All the world was good to him, And he pointed out on the map All the places he had been. Cowes, Sardinia, Katmandu, The Scilley Isles and Sahara, too Fum, fum, diddle-um di La la la la, la-la la la La la la la, la-la la la la La la la la-la la la Once when he was thin He had flown to old Hong Kong, And had learned the secret of life, And the sea and the sky beyond. So he gave up his diet and sat in a tree, And ate himself through eternity. Fum, fum, diddle-um di La la la la la-la la la La la la la, la-la la la la La la la la-la la la Fum, fum, diddle-um di Fum, fum, diddle-um di |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
My big day, it was the biggest day of my life.
It was the summit of my long career, But I felt so down, and I drank too much beer, And my manager said that I should not appear. I walked out onto the stage and started to speak. The first night I've missed for a couple of years, I explained to the crowed and they started to jeer, And just when I wanted no one to be there, All of my friends were there. Not just my friends, but their best friends too. All of my friends were there to stand and stare, Say what they may, all of their friends need not stay. Those who laughed were not friends anyway. All of my friends were there to stand and stare. Days went by, I walked around dressed in a disguise. I wore a mustache and I parted my hair, And gave the impression that I did not care, But oh, the embarrassment, oh, the despair. Came the day, helped with a few last glasses of gin, I nervously mounted the stage once again, Got through my performance and no one complained, Thank God I can go back to normal again. I went to that old cafe, Where I had been in much happier days, And all of my friends were there, And no one cared. Say what they may, all of my friends were there. Not just my friends, but their best friends too. All of my friends were there, Now I don't care. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
In a dark and misty house,
Where no Christian man has been, Wicked Annabella mixes a brew That no one's ever seen. Relatives have passed her by, Too scared to even say hello. She's in perpetual midnight, She shuts out the day, And goes about her sinful ways. I, I've seen her hair, I've seen her face, Look towards mine. I, I've felt her eyes burning my soul, Twisting my mind. Little children who are good Should always go to sleep at night, 'Cause Wicked Annabella is up in the sky Hopin' they will open their eyes. Don't go into woods tonight, 'Cause underneath the sticks and stones Are lots of little demons enslaved by Annabella Waiting just to carry you home |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
Under a lamp light
Monica stands at midnight, And every guy think he can buy her love, But money can't buy sweet lovin' from Monica. Morning to moonshine, Monica knows every line. Don't ever propose 'cause Monica knows, you know. She'll turn up her nose and say what a fool you are. I, I shall die, I, I shall die if I should lose Monica. (Oh Monica my love.) People can try, People can try, but they can't buy Monica, my love. You take the sunshine, I'll take the nightly shadows. 'Cause everyone knows that Monica glows at night. She'll do something wrong and prove to you she is right. I, I shall die, I, I shall die if I should lose Monica. (Oh Monica my love.) People may try, People may try, but they can't buy Monica, my love. Morning to moonshine, Monica knows every line. Don't ever propose 'cause Monica knows, you know. She'll turn up her nose and say what a fool you are. Monica. |
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from The Kinks - The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it, And to proved that it really existed. Fathers take pictures of the mothers, And the sisters take pictures of brothers, Just to show that they love one another. You can't picture love that you took from me, When we were young and the world was free. Pictures of things as they used to be, Don't show me no more, please. People take pictures of each other, Just to prove that they really existed, Just to prove that they really existed. People take pictures of each other, And the moment to last them for ever, Of the time when they mattered to someone. People take pictures of the Summer, Just in case someone thought they had missed it, Just to proved that it really existed. People take pictures of each other, And the moment to last them for ever, Of the time when they mattered to someone. Picture of me when I was just three, Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree. Oh how I love things as they used to be, Don't show me no more, please. |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
Hush little mammy don't you cry
I've got to see what it's like on the world outside Got to get out of this life somehow Got to be free, got to be free now |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
I don't want to be a constructor of highways
A sweeper of sidewalks, I've got to do it my way I'm too ill-equipped for a mathematician A shrewd politician, a maker of decisions We're not the greatest when when we're separated But when we're together I think we're going to make it I don't want to be like a fascist dictator A saint or a sinner, I want to be a winner |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
Down the way from the Tottenham Court Road
Just round the corner from old Soho There's a place where the publishers go If you don't know which way to go Just open your ears and follow your nose 'Cos the street is shakin' from the tapping of toes You can hear that music play anytime on every day Every rhythm, every way You got to a publisher and play him your song He says 'I hate your music and you hair is too long But I'll sign you up because I'd hate to be wrong' You've got a tune it's in your head you want to get it placed So you take it down to a music man just to see what he will say He says 'I hate the tune, I hate the words but I'll tell you what I'll do I'll sign you up and take it round the street and see if it makes the grade' And you might even hear it played on the rock 'n' roll hit parade Daytime, night time, every week You can hear that heavy beat Now the walls are shaking from the tapping of feet Daytime, night time, every day You can hear that music play Every rhythm, every way |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
Facing the world ain't easy
When there isn't anything going Standing at the corner waiting Watching time go by Will I go into work today Or shall I bide my time? 'Cause when I see that union man walking down the street He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve or I eat Then he walks up to me and the sun begins to shine Then he walks right past and I know that I've got to get back in the line Now I think of what my mama told me She always said that it would never ever work out But all I want to do is make some money And bring you home some wine For I don't want you ever to see me Standing in that line 'Cause that union man got such a hold over me He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve or I eat Then he walks up to me and the sun begins to shine Then he walks right past and I know that I've got to get back in the line Get back, get back, get right back in the line |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like Coca-Cola C-O-L-A, Cola She walked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola L-O-L-A, Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine, oh my Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, I'm not dumb but I can't understand Why she walked like a woman but talked like a man, oh my Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, we drank champagne and danced all night Under electric candlelight She picked me up and sat me on her knee And said "Dear boy, won't you come home with me?" Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy But when I looked in her eyes, well I almost fell for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola I pushed her away I walked to the door I fell to the floor I got down on my knees Then I looked at her and she at me Well, that's the way that I want it to stay And I always want it to be that way for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola Girls will be boys and boys will be girls It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world, except for Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well, I left home just a week before And I'd never ever kissed a woman before But Lola smiled and took me by the hand And said "Dear boy, I'm gonna make you a man" Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man And so is Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola Lola La-la-la-la Lola La-la-la-la Lola |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
I've just come in at number 25
I'm oh so happy, so glad to be alive And everybody says it's going to get to the top Life is so easy when your record's hot Go tell my mamma and my sister too To press my trousers and polish my shoes I might even end up a rock-and-roll god It might turn into a steady job. My agent said to me: "Son, I always told you so." Now my record's number 11 on the BBC But number 7 on the N.M.E. Now the Melody Maker want to interview me And ask about my politics and theories on religion. Now my record's up to number 3 And a woman recognized me and started to scream This all seems like a crazy dream I've been invited to a dinner with a prominent queen Now I've got friends that I never knew I had before It's strange how people want you when you record's high When it drops down they just pass you by Now my agent just called me on the telephone said, "Son" "your record's just got to number one" "And do you know what this means? This means you can earn some real money!" |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
Robert owes half to Grenville
Who in turn gave half to Larry, who Adored my instrumentals And so he gave half to a foreign publisher He took half the money That was earned in some far distant land Gave back half to Larry And I end up with half of goodness knows what Can somebody explain Why things go on this way I thought they were my friends I can't believe it's me I can't believe that I'm so green Eyes down round and round Let's all sit and watch the moneygoround Everyone take a little bit here and a little bit there Do they all deserve Money from a song that they've never heard They don't know the tune, and they don't know the words, but they don't give a damn There's no end to it I'm in a pit and I'm stuck in it The money goes round and around and around And it comes out here When they've all taken their share I went to see a solicitor and my story was heard and the writs were served On the verge of a nervous breakdown, I decided to fight right to the end But if I ever get my money I'll be too old and grey to spend it Oh, but life goes on and on, and no one ever wins And time goes quickly by, just like the moneygoround I only hope that I'll survive... |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
You've come a long way from the runny-nosed and scruffy kid I knew
You had such good ways I can remember the little things that always made you smile They made you happy Now you think you're wiser because you're older and you think That money buys everything And you think that you need no one to guide you But you're still a long way from home. You've come a long way, you're self-assured and dressed in funny clothes but you don't know me. I hope you find what you are looking for with your car and your handmade overcoats But your wealth will never make you stronger 'cos you're still a long way from home Yea, you're still a long way from home |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
I was lost just wandering round downtown
Many people pushing me around Hate spreads just like infection Those rats jumping on and off my back Fat black rats holding me down I see rats in every direction No time to catch your breath Crazy people lost their heads Masses trampling on my feet, inconsiderate in their heat Those rats breeding angriness and spite Never have done anything right for people like you and me Walk over all the people you can't see If they die there's more bread for me Like snakes crawling through the grass No time to catch your breath Crazy people lost their heads Masses trampling on my feet, inconsiderate in their heat Those rats breeding angriness and spite Never have done anything right for people like you and me See that face man look at me, he's much too selfish to see Once he was warm and was kind Now all he has got is a pinstripe mind See that face man look at me, he's much too selfish to see Once he was warm and was kind Now all he has got is a pinstripe mind |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
I think I'm so sophisticated, 'cause I'm living my life like a good homo sapiens
But all around me everybody's multiplying, and they're walking round like flies, man So I'm no better than the animals sitting in the cages in the zoo, man 'cause compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees -- I am an apeman I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized 'cause I'm a strict vegetarian And with the over population, and inflation and starvation, and the crazy politicians I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore, and make like an apeman I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman 'cause compared to the sun that sits in the sky Compared to the clouds as they roll by Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies I am an apeman. La la la la... In man's evolution he's created the city and the motor traffic rumble But give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle 'cause the only time that I feel at ease is swinging up and down in a coconut tree Oh what a life of luxury -- to be like an apeman I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman I look out the window, but I can't see the sky The air pollution is a-fogging up my eyes I want to get out of this city alive And make like an apeman La la la la... Come on and love me - Be my apeman girl And we'd be so happy - In my apeman world I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman I'll be your Tarzan and you'll be my Jane I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane We'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day Just like an apeman I'm an apeman I'm an ape, apeman Oh, I'm an apeman I'm a king-kong man I'm a voodoo man Oh, I'm an apeman I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore, and make like an apeman La la la la... |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
I know a man, he's a powerful man
He's got the people in his power In the palm of his hand. He started at the bottom and he worked his way up Now he's never going to stop Until he reaches the top. It's the same old story, it's the same old dream, It's power man, power man, and all that it can bring. If you want your money, you better stand in the line 'Cos you'll only end up picking up nickels and dimes. You call him names and he sits and grins 'Cos everybody else is just a sucker to him. And he's got my money, but I've got my faith And powerman, powerman, I'll never be your slave. It's the same old story, it's the same old game It's power man, power man, driving me insane People tried to conquer the world Napoleon and Genghis Khan Hitler tried and Mussolini too Powerman don't need to fight, powerman don't need no guns Powerman got money on his side Well I'm not rich and I'm not free But I've got my girl and she got me He's got my money and my publishing rights But I've got my girl and I'm alright And she got me going, and she keeps me sane But powerman, powerman, got money on the brain It's the same old story it's the same old game Powerman, powerman driving me insane |
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from The Kinks - Lola Versus Powerman And The Moneygoround (2003)
Hush little baby don't you cry
Soon the sun is going to shine We're going to be free like the birds and the bees Running wild in the big country Got to be free to do what I want Walk if I want, talk if I want Got to be free to say what I want Make what I want and play what I want As free as the birds up in the sky As free as the bugs and the spiders and flies I don't know how but I'm gonna try I've just got to be free And it won't be long 'cos we're right And they are wrong We've got to get out of this world somehow We've got to be free, we've got to be free now Got to be free to laugh when I want Think what I want and cry if I like Got to be free to do what I want Say what I want and swear if I like As free as the sun and the moon in the sky As free as a flea or a proud butterfly I don't know how but I'm gonna try I've just got to be free Yeah, we've got to get out of this world somehow We've got to be free, we've got to be free now Got to be free to do what I want Walk if I want and talk if I want Got to be free to say what I want Make what I want and play what I want I've got to be proud and stand up straight And let people see I ain't nobody's slave I've got to be free before it's too late I've just got to be free Got to be free to do what I want Walk if I want, talk if I want |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
This is the age of machinery,
A mechanical nightmare, The wonderful world of technology, Napalm hydrogen bombs biological warfare, This is the twentieth century, But too much aggravation It's the age of insanity, What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jerusalem. Ain't got no ambition, I'm just disillusioned I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here. My mama said she can't understand me She can't see my motivation Just give me some security, I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century. You keep all your smart modern writers Give me William Shakespeare You keep all your smart modern painters I'll take Rembrandt, Titian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough, Girl we gotta get out of here We gotta find a solution I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to die here. I was born in a welfare state Ruled by bureaucracy Controlled by civil servants And people dressed in grey Got no privacy got no liberty Cos the twentieth century people Took it all away from me. Don't wanna get myself shot down By some trigger happy policeman, Gotta keep a hold on my sanity I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna die here. My mama says she can't understand me She can't see my motivation Ain't got no security, I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here. This is the twentieth century But too much aggravation This is the edge of insanity I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
I'm too terrified to walk out of my own front door,
They're demonstrating outside I think they're gonna start the third world war, I've been to my local head shrinker, To help classify my disease, He said it's one of the cases of acute schizophrenia he sees. Well the milkman's a spy, and the grocer keeps on following me, And the woman next door's an undercover for the K.G.B., And the man from the Social Security Keeps on invading my privacy, Oh there ain't no cure for acute schizophrenia disease. I've got acute schizophrenia, paranoia too, Schizophrenia, schizophrenia, I've got it, you've got it, we can't lose, Acute schizophrenia blues. I'm lost on the river, the river of no return, I can't make decisions, I don't know which way I'm gonna turn, Even my old dad, lost some of the best friends he ever had, Apparently, his was a case of acute schizophrenia too. I got acute schizophrenia, paranoia too, Schizophrenia, schizophrenia, I've got it, you've got it, we can't lose, They're watching my house and they're tapping my telephone, I don't trust nobody, but I'm much too scared to be on my own And the income tax collector's got his beady eye on me, No there ain't no cure for acute schizophrenia disease. No there ain't no cure for Schizophrenia disease. |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
Here's a story about a sinner,
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position, But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements, And his selfish wife's fanatical ambition, It turned him to the booze, And he got mixed up with a floosie And she led him to a life of indecision. The floosie made him spend his dole She left him lying on Skid Row A drunken lag in some Salvation Army Mission. It's such a shame. Oh demon alcohol, Sad memories I cannot recall, Who thought I would say, Damn it all and blow it all, Oh demon alcohol, Memories I cannot recall, Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol. Sad memories I cannot recall, Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol. Barley wine, pink gin, He'll drink anything, Port, pernod or tequila, Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks, As long as all his troubles disappeared. But he messed up his life, went and beat up his wife, And the floosie's gone and found another sucker She's gonna turn him on to drink She's gonna lead him to the brink And when his money's gone, She'll leave him in the gutter, It's such a shame. Oh demon alcohol, Sad memories I cannot recall, Who thought I would say, Damn it all and blow it all, Sad memories I cannot recall, Who thought I would fall, A slave to demon alcohol. |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
Well I woke this morning with a pain in my neck,
A pain in my heart and a pain in my chest, I went to the doctor and the good doctor said, You gotta slow down your life or you're gonna be dead, Cut out the struggle and strife, It only complicates your life. Well I cut down women, I cut out booze, I stopped ironing my shirts, cleaning my shoes, I stopped going to work, stopped reading the news, I sit and twiddle my thumbs cos I got nothing to do, Minimal exercise, To help uncomplicate my life, Gotta stand and face it life is so complicated, Ladi dah di dahdah, ladi dah di dah dah, You gotta get away from the complicated life, son, Life is overrated, life is complicated, Must alleviate this complicated life. Cut out the struggle and strife, It's such a complicated life. Like old Mother Hubbard I got nothin' in the cupboard, Got no dinner and I got no supper, Holes in my shoes, I got holes in my socks, I can't go to work cos I can't get a job, The bills are rising sky high, It's such a complicated life, Gotta stand and face it, Life is so complicated. Ladi dah di dahdah, ladi dah di dah dah Gotta get away from the complicated life, son, Life is overrated, life is complicated, Must alleviate this complicated life. Gotta get away from the complicated life, son, Gotta get away from the complicated life |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
I got a letter this morning with some serious news
that's gone and ruined my day, The borough surveyor's used compulsory purchase to acquire my domain, They're gonna pull up the floors, they're gonna knock down the walls, They're gonna dig up the drains. Here come the people in grey, they're gonna take me away to Lord knows only where, But I'm so unprepared, I got no time to pack and I got nothing to wear, Here come the people in grey, To take me away. Me and my baby gonna get on a train that's gonna take us away, We're gonna live in a tent, we're gonna pay no more rent, we're gonna pay no more rates, We're gonna live in a field, we're gonna buy me gun to keep the policemen away. I'm gonna pass me a brand new resolution, I'm gonna fight me a one man revolution, someway, Gonna beat those people in grey, But here come the people in grey, To take me away. Here come the people in grey, To take me away. People in grey have gone and taken away my right to voice my complaint, Her Majesty's Government have sent me a form, I must complete it today. But it's making me blue, don't wanna tell all my secrets to The people in grey. Gonna pass me a brand new resolution, Gonna fight me a one man revolution, someway, Gonna start my rebellion today. But here come the people in grey, To take me away. Oh, Lord, those people in grey, I gotta get back at those people in grey, Here come the people in grey, To take me away. |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
Granny's always ravin' and rantin',
And she's always puffin' and pantin', And she's always screaming and shouting, And she's always brewing up tea. Grandpappy's never late for his dinner, Cos he loves his leg of beef And he washes it down with a brandy, And a fresh made pot of tea. Chorus: Have a cuppa tea, have a cuppa tea, have a cuppa tea, have a cuppa tea, Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Rosie Lea Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Rosie Lea. If you feel a bit under the weather, If you feel a little bit peeved, Take granny's stand-by potion For any old cough or wheeze. It's a cure for hepatitis, it's a cure for chronic insomnia, It's a cure for tonsillitis and for water on the knee. Chorus Tea in the morning, tea in the evening, tea at supper time, You get tea when it's raining, tea when it's snowing, Tea when the weather's fine. You get tea as a mid-day stimulant You get tea with your afternoon tea For any old ailment or disease For Christ sake have a cuppa tea. Chorus Whatever the situation, whatever the race or creed, Tea knows no segregation, no class nor pedigree It knows no motivations, no sect or organisation, It knows no one religion, Nor political belief. Chorus |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
They took my baby to Holloway jail,
They took my baby, down Holloway jail, She was a lady when she went in, Now she's in jail, and it's giving me hell. She was just succeeding in the city, She was just beginning to excel, And then a spiv named Frankie Simes Led her to a life of crime, And led her on the downward trail. Frankie came home late from work one evening, The C.I.D. were hot on his trail, Frankie promised everything, And then he went and turned her in, She went and took the rap for him, Now she's impaled in Holloway jail. They took my baby, down Holloway jail, They took my baby to Holloway jail, There ain't no pity, there ain't no bail, And she assures me that it's living hell. She was young and ever so pretty, Now she looks so old and pale, She never sees the day, She wastes her life away, Sitting in that prison cell. They took my baby to Holloway jail, They locked my baby in Holloway jail, She was a lady when she went in, Now she's in jail, and it's giving me hell. She's impaled, in Holloway jail. |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
All life we work but work is bore,
If life's for livin' what's livin' for, She lives in a house that's near decay, Built for the industrial revolution, But in her dreams she is far away, In Oklahoma U.S.A. With Shirley Jones and Gordon McRea, As she buys her paper at the corner shop, She's walkin' on the surrey with the fringe on top, 'Cause in her dreams she is far away, In Oklahoma U.S.A., She walks to work but she's still in a daze, She's Rita Hayworth or Doris Day, And Errol Flynn's gonna take her away, To Oklahoma U.S.A., All life we work but work is a bore, If life's for livin' then what's livin' for. |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
He was just a workin' man,
Simple rules and simple plans, Fancy words he didn't understand, He loved with his heart, He worked with his hands. Liberals dream of equal rights, Conservatives live in a world gone by, Socialists preach of a promised land, But old Uncle Son was an ordinary man. Bless you Uncle Son, They won't forget you when the revolution comes. Unionists tell you when to strike, Generals tell you when to fight, Preachers teach you wrong from right, They'll feed you when you're born, And use you all your life. Bless you Uncle Son, They won't forget you when the revolution comes |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
Well I said goodbye to Rosie Rooke this morning,
I'm gonna miss her bloodshot alcoholic eyes, She wore her Sunday hat so she'd impress me, I'm gonna carry her memory 'til the day I die. They'll move me up to Muswell Hill tomorrow, Photographs and souvenirs are all I've got, They're gonna try and make me change my way of living, But they'll never make me something that I'm not. Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy, but my heart lies in old West Virginia, Never seen New Orleans, Oklahoma, Tennessee, Still I dream of the Black Hills that I ain't never seen. They're putting us in little boxes, No character just uniformity, They're trying to build a computerised community, But they'll never make a zombie out of me. They'll try and make me study elocution, Because they say my accent isn't right, They can clear the slums as part of their solution, But they're never gonna kill my cockney pride. Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy, But my heart lies in Old West Virginia, Though my hills are not green, I have seen them in my dreams, Take me back to those Black Hills, That I have never seen. |
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from The Kinks - Muswell Hillbillies (1971)
Never been anywhere south of the Delaware
Never been through Kalamazu Never been to Timbuktu Living is fantasy, traveling mentally Making up tunes in hotel rooms 'Bout places I've never been to Though I've never crooned under a Kentucky moon I had my dream, Kentucky moon But it's only moon dreams From songs, films and TV But I can visualize what I've never seen But I had my dream, Kentucky moon Route 66 to me is still a mystery And Ohio, too Went Chicago blue down to St. Louie blues(?) Never been anywhere south of the Delaware Never been through Kalamazu Never been to Timbuktu But I can visualize what I've never seen So I sit and dream, Kentucky moon As I sit by a (?) But it's just imagery From songs, films and TV But I can visualize what I've never seen So I sit and dream, Kentucky moon |
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from The Kinks - Schoolboys In Disgrace (1975)
If ever you think about the happiest days of your life
Cast back your mind for a while And remember the time when you were a child. Don't think of things that make you sad, Just remember all the good times that you had. Do you remember only happy days, Full of flaming Junes and summer holidays? Or do you remember those stormy Novembers When we walked in the wind and the rain? Schooldays were such happy days Now they seem so far away, I remember and I'll always treasure. Schooldays were the happiest days of your life But we never appreciate the good times we have Until it's too late. I miss all the acquaintances we made And I'd go back if I could only find a way, Schooldays were the happiest days Though at the time they filled me with dismay. We only remember what we choose to remember. When I was a schoolboy I loathed regulations and rules I hated my textbooks and my school uniform, 'Cos it made me conform, And teachers were always disobeyed, But I'd go back if I could only find a way. Schooldays were the happiest days, Now they seem so far away. I remember and I'll always treasure Schooldays were the happiest days of your life But we never appreciate the good times we have Until it's too late. Now I wish I hadn't strayed, And I'd go back if I could only find a way. Schooldays. |
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from The Kinks - Schoolboys In Disgrace (1975)
In a deep dark jungle long time ago
Lived a lonesome caveman He was a solitary soul And he spent his playtime Chewing meat from bones. He didn't know how to talk much He only knew how to groan Then he lifted up his hands and reached to the sky Let out a yell and no one replied. Frustration and torment tore him inside Then he fell to the ground and he cried and he cried. But then education saved the day. He learned to speak and communicate Education saved the day. He thanked God for the friends he made. 'Cos everybody needs an education Everybody needs an education. Black skin, red skin, yellow or white, Everybody needs to read and write Everybody needs an education. Thank the day when that primitive man Learned to talk with his brothers And live off the land. He left his cave and he moved far away And he lived with his friends in a house that they'd made He learned to think and to work with his brain And he astounded his friends with all the knowledge he gained He wrote it down on a rock that he found And he showed all his friends and they passed it around And then education came that day. The day it came was a sacred day. Education came that day He thanked God for the friends he'd made. Well man built a boat and he learned how to sail And he travelled far and wide Then he looked up above saw the stars in the sky So he learned how to fly. Thanks to all the mathematicians And the inventors with their high I.Q.s And the professors in their colleges Trying to feed me knowledge That I know I'll never use. Thank you sir for the millions of words That you've handed me down and you've told me to learn But I've got words in my ears and my eyes I've got so many facts that I must memorize Because education's doing me in I want to stop but my head's in a swim Education drives me insane I can't recall all the facts on my brain. Education came that day The day it came was a sacred day Education saved the day He thanked God for all the friends he made. Teacher, teach me how to read and write, You can teach me about biology, But you can't tell me what I am living for 'Cos that's still a mystery. Teacher, teach me about nuclear physics And teach me about the structure of man, But all your endless calculations Can't tell me why I am. No you can't tell me why I am, No you can't tell me why I am. Everybody needs education, Open Universities, education. Every race every creed, education. And every little half-breed, education. Every nationality, education. All the little people need education. Eskimos and pygmies need And even aborigines, education. Well physics and geography, education. Philosophy and history, education. Science and biology, education, Geometry and poetry, education. Well, education, education, education, education (Repeat 'education' till end) |
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from The Kinks - Schoolboys In Disgrace (1975)
How well I remember my very first love affair
Those juvenile fantasies and innocent dreams we shared But we're too blind to realize that we are totally unprepared For the first time we fall in love We think it's forever, the first time we fall in love We always treasure the first time we fall in love Those other romances come and go But we cherish the memory of The first time we fall in love First love can be such a strain It can rule your head, it can bring you pain And when it ends it seems such a shame The first time we fall in love Can make you sad, it can keep you awake It can drive you mad People say you're too young and it's only a fad The first time we fall in love The first time we fall in love The first time I fell out of love, it knocked me through the floor My world came crashing down, it shook me to the core I was unprepared 'cos I was only a kid And I was much too young and I wasn't equipped For the emotional pressures and stresses of it But oh, I'll never forget The way that she looked the first time we met Time goes by but we never forget The first time we fall in love Love can be exciting, it can be a bloody bore Love can be a pleasure or nothing but a chore Love can be like a dull routine It can run you around till you're out of steam It can treat you well, it can treat you mean Love can mess you around I can pick you up, it can bring you down But they'll never know The feelings we show The first time we fall in love The first time we fall in love |
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from The Kinks - Schoolboys In Disgrace (1975)
Headmaster, this is my confession.
This time you won't be overjoyed, I have destroyed what little faith you had in me, I've been such a naughty boy. Headmaster I am at your mercy, I've been such a little fool. I've dishonored one who trusted me, I have broken all the rules. I've been with those naughty little girls again, Now those naughty little girls are going to put me to shame. I wish that I'd been born with a little more sense, This time it's a serious offense. I feel like an Innocent victim, I feel that I just can't win. Headmaster please give me one chance, Please help me to act like a man. I've let down the school, I've broken all the rules, I've let down the side, I've committed a crime. Headmaster, this is my confession, I've been such a little fool. I've dishonored one who trusted me, I have broken all the rules. I've been such a little fool. Don't tell all my friends I bent over, Don't tell them you made me cry. Don't tell them I've been sacrificed, Don't tell all my friends or I'll die. Headmaster don't beat me I beg you, I know that I've let you down. Headmaster please spare me I beg you, Don't make me take my trousers down. |
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from The Kinks - Schoolboys In Disgrace (1975)
Boys like you were born to waste,
You never listen to a word I say And if you think you're here to mess around, You're making a big mistake, 'Cos you're gonna find out the hard way, You gonna find out the hard way. No matter what I do or say, You're much too dumb to educate. One day life's going to turn around and slap you in the face, Then you're gonna find out the hard way. You'll take the hard way, Gonna take the hard way. Well, you'll do it your way and I'll do it my way, And we'll see who's the one to survive. You'll find that with no foundation Or qualifications There's no way that you can get by, No, there's no way you can get by. Why don't you take the easy way? Why don't you co-operate? Don't just sit there and vegetate. Do you want to end up illiterate? You think that life's a vacation And you've no inclination To dust away the cobwebs of your mind. Now it's time for confrontation And I'm tired of being patient, So I've got to be cruel to be kind. You've got to be cruel to be kind. I'm wasting my vocation teaching you to write neat When you're only fit to sweep the streets. Your intellect is such That it requires a killer's touch. So I'm going to play it your way, We'll take the hard way. Going to take the hard way, You can take the hard way. Gonna take the hard way, Gonna take the hard way. |
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from The Kinks - Schoolboys In Disgrace (1975)
As I walked to the last assembly,
There were tears in the back of my eyes, And I saw all my friends all around me, They were there to wish me goodbye. As I stood in a line with my comrades, I felt such a feeling of pride, And I forgot all the grief and the hatred inside, As we sang for the very last time. Gather round, gather round, Everybody gather round. Come and join our last assembly, Let us smile, wipe away all the frowns. Gather round, gather round, Everybody gather round. As we stood at the last assembly, All my friends came to wish me goodbye. Gather round, gather round, Gather round, gather round, Everybody gather round. As I stand at the last assembly, I just can't keep the tears from my eyes. |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
Ever since I was a child,
I loved to wander wild Through the bright city lights, And find myself a life I could call my own. It was always my ambition To see Piccadilly, Ramble and roam around Soho And Pimlico and Savile Row, And walk down the Abbey Road. So I saved all my money And packed up my clothes, And I said good-bye to my friends And my folks back home. And I left for a life of my own. I left for a life on the road. I'm a real hungry tyke, And I know what I like. And I know where I'm goin': To those bright city lights. Oh yeah, oh yeah, This time I'm gonna get there. I'm bound for a life on the road. Give me life on the road. I said life on the road. When I arrived in Euston, I was little more than a child. And I didn't know then That the dives and the dens Would be so vulgar and wicked and wild. Mama always told me The city ladies were bawdy and bold. And so I searched night and day To catch a kissable lady, But all that I caught was a cold, 'Cause those stuck-up city ladies Didn't notice me walk by. Now I've got holes in my shoes 'Cause I've been walkin' the streets all night. And I'm livin' the life that I chose. Livin' my life on the road. I said life on the road. I want life on the road. Life on the road. I was standing with the punks in Praed Street, When a muscle man came my way. He said, "Hey, are you gay? Can you come out and play?" And like a fool, I went and said, "O.K." Ever since I was knee high, I thought the city was paved with gold. But I've seen so many losers And down and out boozers Who were tired of bein' bought and sold. City women are a tease, But I'd really love to please. Now I've got blood shot eyes 'Cause I've been walkin' the streets all night. And it sure knocks you out on the road. And I'm livin' my life on the road. I said life on the road. Life on the road. I want life on the road. One of these days, I wanna go home, Visit my friends, And see all the places that I used to know, And say good-bye to a world that's too real; Good-bye to a world that's forgotten how to feel. And it's slowly usin' me, And there's no security. Sometimes I hate the road, But it's the only life I know. But I'm livin' the life that I chose, So I'll live out my life on the road. Give me life on the road. I said life on the road. (repeat) |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
I remember when you started out,
You were the best friend I ever knew. I tried to meet you when you had your success, But you had better things to do. Now I bet that you're losin' count Of the people that you used. But now we're gonna see the vicious side of you, Mister Big. You've got the say and the power. Your minions grovel and cower. But I see you, and I see me. But you're the big man now. You got it, Mister Big. Your followers kiss your hand, And your slaves all at your feet. Your minions serve your beck and call, But they don't compensate at all, 'Cause inside, Mister Big's very small. When you were poor and knockin' at the door, You were really lots of fun. But now you're hot and you're sittin' on the top; You've got no time for anyone. You schemed and connived. You pushed and you lied, Till you at last became a star. But now we're gonna see the way you really are, Mister Big. Now your vict'ry is complete And your battles are all won. Your enemies and foes are all stacked up in rows, Eliminated one by one. You got it, Mister Big. |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
Ev'rybody got problems, buddy. I got mine.
When midnight comes around, I start to lose my mind. When the sun puts out the light, I join the creatures of the night, Oh yeah. I'm a sleepwalker. I'm a night stalker. I'm a street walker. I'm a night hawker. Ev'rybody got secrets that they wanna hide. When midnight comes along, I take a look inside. Don't go talkin' in your sleep: I might come in for a peep, Oh yeah.' I'm a sleepwalker. I'm a night stalker. When ev'rybody's fast asleep, I start to creep. Through the shadows of the moonlight, I walk my beat. Better close your window tight: I might come in for a bite, Oh yeah. When the night time comes, I start to creep. I prowl around when you're fast asleep. I walk around on my tippy toes, And I get into places that nobody knows. I'm always around if you wanna meet. You can find me on almost ev'ry street. You'll always get me on the telephone. I'll even come to your home if you're ever alone. I'm a sleepwalker. I'm a night stalker. I'm a street walker. I'm a night hawker. (repeat) |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
The world's goin' crazy and
Nobody gives a damn anymore. And they're breakin' off relationships and Leavin' on sailin' ships for far and distant shores. For them it's all over, But I'm gonna stay. I wouldn't leave anyway. I know that someday we'll find a way. We'll be O.K. 'Cause I'm your brother, Though I don't even know your name. I've discovered that, Deep down inside, you feel the same. Our friends are leavin'. Now they seem so far away. But we shouldn't feel afraid. There's so much that we can say. You're my brother, Though I didn't know you yesterday. I'm your brother. Together we can find a way. The world's goin' crazy and Nobody gives a damn anymore. And they're breakin' off relationships and Leavin' on sailin' ships for far and distant shores. The old world's fadin'. Now it seems so far away. Well, I'm not goin' anywhere. There's so much that we can share. I'm your brother. The world's goin' crazy and Nobody gives a damn anymore. And they're breakin' off relationships and Leavin' on sailin' ships for far and distant shores. You're my brother, Though I didn't know you yesterday. I'm your brother. Together we can find a way |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records
On the jukebox ev'ry day. All day long she plays the same old songs, And she believes the things that they say. Other ladies like to prance around And flirt and dance the whole night through, But she just sits and listens to here juke box records, 'Cause that's all that she wants to do. She sings along with all the saddest songs, And she believes the stories are real. She let's the music dictate the way that she feels. It's only juke box music, Only juke box music. It's only music, Only juke box music, Only juke box music. Seems to me she's in a fantasy. She's livin' in a world of her own. And we all agree that she's a mystery, Because she'd rather be all alone. Ev'ry guy will do his best to try To put that music out of her head. Forget all the songs, And just dance to the music instead. It's only juke box music, Only juke box music. It's only music, Only juke box music, Only juke box music. It's all because of that music That we're slowly driftin' apart. But it's only there to dance to, So you shouldn't take it to heart. Music, only juke box music. Only music, only juke box music. (repeat) |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
Oh, there's a rude little lady
Livin' next to me Oh, she sure loves someone But it ain't me Ev'ry night at twelve o'clock They start to rock with all they got They keep it up all night It just ain't right They okay by me, I'm not He and she, they all right Once they start, they never stop Through this sleepless night Once I was her lover It was so good to be Now she's got somebody else and I can't sleep Ooh, nothin' hurts people more than other people do But what can you do? Meanwhile, upstairs, they o.k Ev'rythin' is all right I wish that I could find a way Through this sleepless night Ooh, this sleepless night Ooh, this sleepless night Ooh, that wicked lady She's got a hold on me Ooh, she doesn't want me But she won't let me be They play that music ev'ry night It rocks my bed; it shakes my light They ball with all their might It just ain't right Ooh, this sleepless night Ooh, this sleepless night |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
Oh, oh darlin',
Little darlin', Did you ever see such a stormy sky? It's never been like this before. All the people, They're runnin'. Ev'rybody's try'n' to hide, To get away from that stormy sky. Perhaps it's a sign Of what we're headed for. We're under a stormy sky, Watchin' the clouds roll by. But won't you let me keep you warm, And leave the storm outside? It's only a stormy sky. I feel it. Do you feel it? Can you feel it? Feels like we're in for a stormy night, But I can't see a cloud in sight. I see it. Do you see it? Can't you see it, See that warning in that stormy sky. But perhaps its gonna pass us by, So don't you cry. There's nowhere we can hide. But if you hold me tight, I know that we'll be all right. Tomorrow we'll laugh about it; Greet the mornin' light. It's only a stormy sky. We're under a stormy sky, Watchin' the clouds roll by. But there'll be another dawn To clear the storm away, And we will be all right. |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
Haven't you noticed a kind of madness in my eyes?
It's only me, dear, in my midnight disguise. Pay no attention if I crawl across the room. It's just another full moon. Don't be afraid of me when I'm walking in my sleep. Don't get alarmed, dear, when I start to crawl and creep. Try not to listen when I mumble like a loon. It's just another full moon. It's just another full moon. You see before you a truly broken man. 'Cause when it gets to midnight, I don't know who I am. Full moon's a-callin', and it's put a curse on me, And it will never set me free. The full moon's still up there, Like a great white balloon. The owls are a-callin', And they're singin' my tune. The night keeps a-callin'. I wish the day would come soon, To get away from another full moon. Here comes another full moon. If your hands start shakin' When night starts to fall, If you're scared of the moonlight And the shadows on the wall, If the face in the mirror Isn't you at all, It's just another full moon. It's just another full moon. La la la la la la. La la la la la la. La la la la la la. La la la la la la. It's just another full moon. |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
A friend of mine just had a real bad time.
You see, his life was shattered and he lost his mind. His girl ran off along with his best friend, And through emotional stress he brought his life to an end. It was such a tragedy, But that's the way it's got to be. Life goes on. Life goes on. It happens ev'ry day. So appreciate what you got Before it's taken away. Life will hit you When you're unprepared, So be grateful and take all That you can while you're there. Get that frown off your head, 'Cause you're a long time dead. Life goes on and on and on. Life goes on and on and on. No use runnin' 'round lookin' scared, Life could get you when you're unaware. One day it's gonna come, so you better accept it. Life will hit you when you least expect it. And one day when you are gone, You know that life will still go on. But no one'll care if you've been good, bad, right or wrong. Life will still go on. My bank went broke and my well ran dry. It was almost enough to contemplate suicide. I turned on the gas, but I soon realized I hadn't settled my bill so they cut off my supply. No matter how I try, it seems I'm too young to die. Life goes on and on and on. Life goes on and on and on. Tornado, cyclone and hurricane Can batter the houses with the thunder and rain. Blizzards can blow; the waves hit the shore, But the people recover and come back for more. Somehow the people fight back, even the future looks black. Life goes on and on and on. Life goes on and on and on. |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
A well known groover, rock 'n' roll user,
Wanted to be a star. But he failed the blues, and he's back to loser, Playing folk in a country bar. Reggae music didn't seem to satisfy his needs. He couldn't handle modern jazz, 'Cause they play it in difficult keys. But now he's found a music he can call his own, Some people call it junk, but he don't care, He's found a home. He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it, Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated. He acts working class but it's all bologna, He's really middle class and he's just a phony. He acts tough but it's just a front, He's the prince of the punks. He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it, Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated. He tried to be gay, but it didn't pay, So he bought a motorbike instead. He failed at funk, so he became a punk, 'Cause he thought he'd make a little more bread. He's been through all of the changes, From rock opera to Mantovani. Now he wears a swastika band And leather boots up past his knees. He's much too old for twenty-eight, But he thinks he's seventeen, He thinks he's a stud, But I think he looks more like a queen. He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it, Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated. He talks like a Cockney but it's all bologna, He's really middle class and he's just a phony. He acts tough but it's just a front. He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it, Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated. He acts working class but it's all bologna, He's really middle class and he's just a phony. He acts tough but it's just a front, He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it, Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated. He acts working class but it's all bologna, He's really middle class and he's just a phony. He acts tough but it's just a front, He's the prince of the punks. |
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from The Kinks - Sleepwalker (1977)
The poseur's in town
The poseur's around Hey, it don't bother me, But there's a guy eyein' you He's watched you all night and he's looked you all over He got his eye on you But don't act like you're surprised Because that smooth-looking guy's undressing you with his eyes Look at him look you over He thinks he can win you over He'll flirt for a while, make passes and smile at you But he'll never come over 'cause he's just a poseur Who thinks he's a cassonova That dude standing over there He thinks he really looks cool The ladies think he looks smooth But he's rehearsed every move He stands in front of the mirror all day Now he's on display and he's so well routined We've all come here to dance but he's just here to be seen Look at him bossa nova Look at him move and sway But he's been practicing days to make his hair fall a certain way But he'll never come over 'cause he's just a poseur Who thinks he's a casanova Look at him bossa nova, yeah The poseur's in town Yeah |
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