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from Madness - Divine Madness (2004)
A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk Keep the hungry children from the skeleton in the back Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x4] It's black and white (don't try) [x2] It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk Keep the hungry children from the skeleton in the back Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x4] It's black and white (don't try) [x2] It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] And I hear them It's black and white, don't try to hide [x2] |
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from Madness - The Madness (2003)
It feels like I knew Robert Blink
Even though he didn't know his name He was so nearly over twenty-one That he could never feel the same Sometimes I wish that I could see But it was you instead of me At the eleventh hour At the eleventh hour The trumpets of yesterday are blowing For here today I only hope you can rest in peace And cannot hear the tune they play Because we're all tired of hearing that song Though they try to make you sing along At the eleventh hour At the eleventh hour If there's more than this I'll write and let you know If there's more than this From the seeds we sow Well sometimes I wish that I could see And maybe it will be At the eleventh hour At the eleventh hour |
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from Madness - Wonderful (1999)
Terry turns he just cannot sleep from the ceaseless noise out in the street
It's too hot, and it's too late, there's nothing he can do but wait Terry says I'm going nowhere fast Nobody hears there's no-one there Julie wakes to find herself alone Which comes as no surprise, no surprise, no surprise, to be on her own It's four in the morning Why don't you call me? I'm sorry I hurt you I still want you back It's four in the morning Julie wakes to find herself alone Which comes as no surprise, no surprise, no surprise, to be on her own It's four in the morning Why don't you call me? I'm sorry I hurt you I still want you back It's four in the morning Why don't you call me? I'm sorry I hurt you I still want you back It's four in the morning Waiting I'm so tired of waiting It's four in the morning Why don't you call me? I'm sorry I hurt you I still want you back I know what you're thinking You're alone now I'm sorry I hurt you I still want you back It's four in the morning Why don't you call me? I'm sorry I hurt you I still want you back |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
Woohoo woohoo woohoo
Here comes an honest looking man With his round face and his fat hands See the news, there he is With the answers to the last quiz I can never know what I then knew In a million years I can never know what I used to In a million tears Turn it on we will see Everything today (everything today) Me and you will lose Our marbles on the way I'll remember you forever Till the day I'm dead I'll remember us together And the things we've said I'll spare a penny for my thoughts And try to work out what I just bought Let me think, let me think Left swimming in an ice rink Woohoo woohoo I don't want to hear what someone has to say I'll just write it down and throw it all away I could never know what I then knew In a million years I could never know what I used to In a million tears Woohoo woohoo I'll remember you forever Till the day I'm dead I'll remember us together And the things we've said I could never know what I then knew In a million years I could never know what I used to In a million tears [x5] |
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from Madness - It'S...Madness (1994)
This is a tool
This cage is my home And oh so alone am I Am I am I am I Don't burn me with your laser beam It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
This is a tool
This cage is my home And oh so alone am I Am I am I am I Don't burn me with your laser beam It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream |
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from Madness - The Rise And Fall (1982)
Please observe my continental alligator skin line shoulder bag I've covered it in stickers from far and wide And stuffed it full of suits and matching ties I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land And there's not a single person I can't understand I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash I wear a Panama on my Brilcremed hair I think I carry it with a certain flair When travelling abroad I know the score With the voice of authority from the first a-world war I went all through to Congo on a magic pleasure knock Staving off disease with hallucinogenic drugs With a mind-bending root from a local native source Made my mind and my body have a premature divorce I felt like I was sliding from a massive height It seemed like it was morning in the middle of the night My eyes were open, though there's nothing much to see A swirling mist of images The seas are my friend and the skies my home When clinging to the arm-rests, I travel alone I'm always ready to give advice Travelling companions never ask twice I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land And there's not a single person I can't understand I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land And there's not a single person I can't understand I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash- |
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from Madness - It'S...Madness (1994)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - The Heavy Heavy Hits (1998)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - The Lot (1999)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - Absolutely (2000)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - "Our House, The Best of Madness" (2002)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - Complete Madness (2004)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - Divine Madness (2004)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from The Christmas Selection (2004)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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from Madness - The Madness (2003)
Sitting by the fire
It seems only yesterday Look how you've grown Now the time has come For me to say: You can do whatever you feel I guess I'm right whenever you feel Don't forget to brush your teeth Or comb your hair There's people out there to meet Careful when you smile When you walk in the room A smile worthless unless you mean it to You can take whatever you need You can leave whenever need be Be good boy, don't fall, mother knows best Be good boy and choose, mother knows best Take a look at what you're going to do Ooh think boy, don't be led, take the lead boy I don't want to have to tell you again Don't let me down my good humoured man You can have whatever you want Maybe I'm wrong whenever you want Be good boy, don't fret, mother knows best Be good boy, don't cry, mother knows best Beholder of disguise (be good boy), so choose, mother knows best Better be on your best behaviour (be good boy), come visiting day |
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from Madness - The Madness (2003)
Don't treat the bride kneeling at your feet, feeling black and blue
Like an overworked upper cut side order of meat Monkey see what monkey do, looking up to you Copy every move, they worship you Look at yourself self-respect Dirt behind the ears Gone is all your sense of pride Has run off with your tears Don't beat the bride, ride the wave Face the tide and when the penny got tight Take take off Ride the wave, face the tide And when the penny got tight The pressure came down [x2] You're always hurting the one you love And when they're dead and gone The hurting gets even worse So when tension rears its ugly head Look the other way and stay just one step ahead Don't beat the bride (pressure came down), ride the wave Face the tide (pressure came down) and when the penny got tight Take take off Ride the wave, face the tide And when the penny got tight The way it's always been Pressure came down on the breadwinner Pressure came down on the collector Pressure came down on the bush doctor Pressure came down on the governor Pressure came down on old beat Pete Pressure came down on the man on the street Pressure came down for us to meet But we turned and ran away Don't beat the bride, ride the wave Face the tide and when the penny got tight Take take off Ride the wave, face the tide And when the penny got tight The pressure came down [x2] Don't beat the bride, ride the wave Face the tide and when the penny got tight Take take off Ride the wave, face the tide |
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from Madness - The Lot (1999)
Well there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago I didn't really mind He used to come 'round all the time Of course he had to be fed I had to give him a bed He used to kip on my sofa They used to call him a loafer I've heard he's changed a lot since then But some of his ways he just can't mend Told the other day That he'd offered to pay He didn't like his dad He earned all he ever had He didn't have no shame He was a master at his game He never showed his hand He was the bed and breakfast man He was, he was the bed and breakfast man |
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from Madness - One Step Beyond... (2000)
Well there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago I didn't really mind He used to come 'round all the time Of course he had to be fed I had to give him a bed He used to kip on my sofa They used to call him a loafer I've heard he's changed a lot since then But some of his ways he just can't mend Told the other day That he'd offered to pay He didn't like his dad He earned all he ever had He didn't have no shame He was a master at his game He never showed his hand He was the bed and breakfast man He was, he was the bed and breakfast man |
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from Madness - Complete Madness (2004)
Well there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago I didn't really mind He used to come 'round all the time Of course he had to be fed I had to give him a bed He used to kip on my sofa They used to call him a loafer I've heard he's changed a lot since then But some of his ways he just can't mend Told the other day That he'd offered to pay He didn't like his dad He earned all he ever had He didn't have no shame He was a master at his game He never showed his hand He was the bed and breakfast man He was, he was the bed and breakfast man |
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from Madness - The Lot (1999)
Everything that I tell you, girl, every word that you hear
Every little whisper, let me make myself clear There ain't no lies to deceive you, I love you too much for that Every word that I say is true, you can believe me on that My friends tell me jealous lies Now I'm getting my goodbyes Life without you, my dear Was dull, as dull as can be I ask you, my love, why not take me now Not to leave me in misery Saxophone If you take in all they say I guess I'll be on my way Please, my darling, it's not true I don't know this girl called Sue Sue's a name I have not heard I lost my girl from that one word Will she come back, I just don't know And I'm takin' a heavy blow, oh I've got myself together I can't go on in this cold weather Christmas comes but once a year It's a time of love and cheer Your friends tell you jealous lies Now I'm getting my goodbyes No no no no, no no no no No no no no, no no no no |
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from Madness - One Step Beyond... (2000)
Everything that I tell you, girl, every word that you hear
Every little whisper, let me make myself clear There ain't no lies to deceive you, I love you too much for that Every word that I say is true, you can believe me on that My friends tell me jealous lies Now I'm getting my goodbyes Life without you, my dear Was dull, as dull as can be I ask you, my love, why not take me now Not to leave me in misery Saxophone If you take in all they say I guess I'll be on my way Please, my darling, it's not true I don't know this girl called Sue Sue's a name I have not heard I lost my girl from that one word Will she come back, I just don't know And I'm takin' a heavy blow, oh I've got myself together I can't go on in this cold weather Christmas comes but once a year It's a time of love and cheer Your friends tell you jealous lies Now I'm getting my goodbyes No no no no, no no no no No no no no, no no no no |
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from Madness - The Rise And Fall (1982)
I can fly you to your loved ones but I can promise no return To a shell-shocked God forsaken where their craters still they burn Have a drink on me Have a drink on me Still the worst is over that I hope you understand The you're one more hurdle over our protector of the land Have a drink on me I put it down to the company Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Here you have this medal you can even melt it down Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around Have a drink on me Have a drink on me I heard you shout for yesterday, but I was sleeping on the job And I dreamt of fighters miles away whose lives I had to rob Have a drink on me I put it down to the company Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Here you have this medal you can even melt it down Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around I can fly your loved ones to you With guarantee of no return And if John Wayne's dummy's bounce off Don't look shocked when it comes your turn Have a drink on me I put it down to company Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Hip hip ! Hip hip ! Hip hip hip hip ! Hip hip ! Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Hip hip hip hip ! Hip hip ! Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip ! Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip ! To the blue skinned beast hip hip |
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from Madness - Keep Moving (2000)
More leverage was passed today
From the radio I heard him say I fixed another lock on my toilet door House to house checks will commence throughout Looking at my prize possessions Trying to remember which ones I own I could be up for a week's detention Without a line I could die in there Another law was passed today Cut price bullets in your hardware store And to pass your time of stay Life size cutouts are your target score Throwing open the windows And screaming down the street Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat Star shaped badge that shines upon Comes free in your bumper pack But if it's left around too long It'll burn right through to your back Throwing open the windows And screaming down the street Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat Shipped direct via the Isle of Man The money maker shows his face He breeds his fear across the land Then casts off without a trace Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat You can smell the brand new beat Can you hear the brand new beat You can hear the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat |
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from Madness - Keep Moving (2000)
More leverage was passed today
From the radio I heard him say I fixed another lock on my toilet door House to house checks will commence throughout Looking at my prize possessions Trying to remember which ones I own I could be up for a week's detention Without a line I could die in there Another law was passed today Cut price bullets in your hardware store And to pass your time of stay Life size cutouts are your target score Throwing open the windows And screaming down the street Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat Star shaped badge that shines upon Comes free in your bumper pack But if it's left around too long It'll burn right through to your back Throwing open the windows And screaming down the street Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat Shipped direct via the Isle of Man The money maker shows his face He breeds his fear across the land Then casts off without a trace Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat You can smell the brand new beat Can you hear the brand new beat You can hear the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat |
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from Madness - Mad Not Mad (2000)
The government have announced That London Bridge is to be closed Under the full moon of May the third All the light houses and seaside roads No I never heard I never read in the news Come on tell me, who's this for ? Lighting the questions and Burning the boats one by one Burning the boats one by one by Tap, tap, tap, birds that sing, Telephone calls that do not ring, One, two, three, what's the time ? Who's that hanging off my line ? I know that nothing lasts for ever And I'm just waiting for the sun to set Blowing dust from my loud hailer, on the roof. Come on tell me, who's this for ? Lighting the questions and Burning the boats one by one Burning the boats one by one Burning the boats one by one by The ministry of co-operation Are washed and hanging on the line There's a million burning questions To set the Thames alight Now I've joined an exclusive club Just by being more than poor I saw the deputy chairman, on the floor. Come on tell me, who's this for ? Lighting the questions and Burning the boats one by one Burning the boats one by one Burning the boats one by one by Burning the boats one by one Burning the boats |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
I have a feeling for you son
I know you think the battle's lost And that your thoughts are on the run And you'll never meet the cost I have a feeling for you girl And though you're walking in a storm Alone you may be cold But together we'll be warm And now the room is empty And now the phone is cold And as the hours are passing So the day grows old And as the light is fading Don't breathe another sigh And if you think of calling Don't let me pass you by Tomorrow there will be no rain Tomorrow there'll be no more pain Tomorrow if you feel the same Call me [x2] Here's to everybody torn up by friends Here's to the evenings that never ever end Here's to all the things we wished we'd never done Here's to the summers with no sun Here's to all the tramps, the beggars and the rich Here's to the fishers with no fish Here's to all the faces with no names All the passengers on this train Tomorrow there will be no rain Tomorrow there'll be no more pain Tomorrow if you feel the same Call me (Won't you) call me I have a feeling in my bones That I've been this way before And if I'm ever here again Washed up outside your door Call me [x6] |
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from Madness - The Rise And Fall (1982)
A sorting office in the Old Kent Road Caters from coast to most A nice little number if you're out of work And aren't the sort to boast, you're in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job I'm your man to see I'll sit I'll listen I'll not say a word The less said would be best for we Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys Ooh, I've been a naughty boy We don't want to mark each other's card Except the one you need I need you and your returns to help Build my company. My twins work Brighton on a sunny day They cover town with the shake of a hand On a high come back coz of no come back Now they're working in the promised land. Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys Ooh, I've been a naughty boy (The Allied Irish Cyprus Bank) (India Bank Bank of Turkey) (United Bank The People's Bank) (To catch the worm you got to be up early) Temporarily out of bounds had to move office Clear out of town For every problem there's a solution and I can do without constitution Dealing cards from up the Old Kent Road I've been checked up on my heavy load You can go but be back soon I'll have some work for you to groom. Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys Ooh, I've been a naughty boy (Trustees Bank, Barclays Bank) (The Natwest Bank, Midland Bank) (Bank Of Scotland, Williams and Glyns) (Bureau de Change, The People's Bank) Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys Ooh, I've been a naughty boy |
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from Madness - It's Madness Too (1994)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - It's Madness Too (1994)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - The Heavy Heavy Hits (1998)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - The Lot (1999)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - Complete Madness (2004)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - Divine Madness (2004)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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from Madness - The Lot (1999)
One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR We're the Chipmunks, hear us roar WE'RE THE CHIPMUNKS, HEAR US ROAR Sound off, CHIPMUNKS Sound off, CHIPMUNKS One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, THREE, FOUR D'you have a good time tonight, boys? YEP, WE SURE DID Do you think the time is right, boys? YEP, WE SURE DO Sound off, CHIPMUNKS Sound off, CHIPMUNKS One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, THREE, FOUR Chipmunks are go |
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from Madness - One Step Beyond... (2000)
One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR We're the Chipmunks, hear us roar WE'RE THE CHIPMUNKS, HEAR US ROAR Sound off, CHIPMUNKS Sound off, CHIPMUNKS One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, THREE, FOUR D'you have a good time tonight, boys? YEP, WE SURE DID Do you think the time is right, boys? YEP, WE SURE DO Sound off, CHIPMUNKS Sound off, CHIPMUNKS One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, three, four ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR One, two, THREE, FOUR Chipmunks are go |
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from Madness - Absolutely (2000)
That was a close escape, have to get a new hobby to relate.
Something less conspicuous, won't take up too much time, something less energetic, for what I've got in mind. I won't be too persistant 'cos I'm not that way inclined. See, that's the one for me. Look under "Collins" see if she's free. Sweaty fingers find 5p 4151683 "Hello Miss Collins you'll not know me. I'm in the undies buisness, see? Please please can you tell me the size; how far from the knee?" Oh dear dear, me luck is running thin. I'll take another name I might have a win. What? 2 more points? I hope no one fills it in. See, that's the one for me. Look under "Dickens" CFG. See if she'll speak to me. Hand's get shakey eye's can't see. Having trouble find 5p 2171983 "Hello Miss Dickens you'll not know me, I'm in the undies buisness, see?" Feel more relaxed now here we go again. Hoi! No temporaries I've heard most take me in. Oh dear dear me, that is the one it fits. So please please can you tell me the textured fit feels good to me. In the naked mood, try to grin and bear with me. Please don't think me rude, I only hear don't want to see. See, that's the one for me. That was quick, too quick for me. Of that I can see, wash me laundry oh bugger me! Sugar or milk with your tea? No I couldn't, well I'll see. What's your hobby? Just the same as me, see you soon for tea. I'll give it one last chance I think you'll all agree. I'm getting nowhere here, on my last 5p. I'm sick of waiting for ages nothing interests me. I'll ring another number, make sure it's a she. Here we go again, I'll give it 3rd degree. |
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from Madness - Mad Not Mad (2000)
No I never heard through the grapevine How you left long before your time But in France on the radio I could not understand a word But I felt you go We waited all night for the midnight lover's calling It was the coldest day of the year And I'm still thawing I didn't sleep a wink But while radio played I was day dreaming Of what might have been While the cold night air was freezing The coldest night The coldest day of the year What is happening mother father please Who will save us from the autumn breeze Shivering to a halt no one wants to speak too soon Although we all knew under the pale blue moon The pale moon The pale blue moon What happens then when the sun goes down Tell me what's the word Johannesburg When the rent goes up and the lights go down On the coldest day outside the coldest town We waited all night and I'm still falling I didn't sleep a wink But while radio played I was day dreaming Of what might have been While the cold night air was freezing The coldest night The coldest day of the year The coldest night The coldest day of the year The coldest night, day, year |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
I cried all night just thinking of you
I wonder now what I'm gonna do Since you left me for that friend of mine Every second is just crying time I cry cause my heart is in pain I cry though I know it's in vain But knowing this I cry all the same I wake at night crying out your name You said that you'd never leave I never listened that you were a tease People talk about me behind my back They don't understand it's the passion they lack People go around and whisper my name They think it's a laugh cause I never complain But to my face they are always the same They don't understand it's a crying shame You always said that you needed me Exactly what for I find it hard to see I've sat up all night wishing you were still mine Now I understand there's better things to do with my time I cried because my heart was in pain I cry though I know it's in vain But knowing this I cry all the same I woke at night crying out your name I cry each night with tears in my eyes I can't believe you are telling me lies People go around whispering my name But don't they know it's a crying shame I cried because my heart was in pain I cry though I know it was in vain But knowing this I cry all the same I woke at night crying out your name |
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from Madness - It'S...Madness (1994)
In the earliest days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was filled with fear. It was nail biting work from the very start, But several quick sucesses soon gave me heart. After a while I could pick or nick or steal, Some shirts some trousers and a few LPs. No-one ever stopped me, they didn't seem to care. It sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there. Then a fine summers day my mates and me, Set off down the westend on our usual spree. Things were as normal for an hour or so, Then my nimble hands were a bit too slow. Two store detectives made a fast approach, One grabbed my jacket (you're nicked!) The other grabbed my throat. So they caught me at last, one said with joy: |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
In the earliest days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was filled with fear. It was nail biting work from the very start, But several quick sucesses soon gave me heart. After a while I could pick or nick or steal, Some shirts some trousers and a few LPs. No-one ever stopped me, they didn't seem to care. It sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there. Then a fine summers day my mates and me, Set off down the westend on our usual spree. Things were as normal for an hour or so, Then my nimble hands were a bit too slow. Two store detectives made a fast approach, One grabbed my jacket (you're nicked!) The other grabbed my throat. So they caught me at last, one said with joy: |
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from Madness - Absolutely (2000)
Walls signed with autographs, Ceilings full of echoed laughs, Something's disappear. Gurus on roller skates, Capital for swinging fetes The area is to be cleared. A stab in the back, the smoke and the black As it smoulders to its grave. Disappear with the fun and the fear Another chance to misbehave. Organ tinkling organ, Marriage planning children, Spinning, round and round. rusty swings and roundabouts, Disco's full of layabouts, Nowhere to be found. A stab in the back, the smoke and the black As it smoulders to its grave. Disappear with the fun and the fear Another chance to misbehave. Come on then we'll go down there, Let's see the local ash tray, Let's see if we can be happy, We'll mess about just you and me, I must try to make it home before tea. Walls signed with autographs, Ceilings full of echoed laughs, Something's disappear. Gurus on roller skates, Capital for swinging fetes The area is to be cleared. A stab in the back, the smoke and the black As it smoulders to it's grave. Disappear with the fun and the fear Another chance to misbehave. A stab in the back, the smoke and the black As it smoulders to its grave. Disappear with the fun and the fear Another chance to misbehave |
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from Madness - It'S...Madness (1994)
You can't help the way you feel
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
You can't help the way you feel
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice
Did you hear the one, yeah yeah The one they wrote in the paper just the other day Well, well, would you believe it Well I said they took it all the wrong way Now you've gotta be careful 'bout what you say Cause they've got a bad habit Were you're reading between the lines? Or is that what I said?, now I just can't remember They seem to have a very good memory though But as far as I'm concerned, as as far as I'm concerned You don't have to be black, white, Chinese or anything really Just enjoy, shut up, listen and dance It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Hey Hey, you know something, I said I liked that guy But that's not what I read in the paper I don't have anything against them It's just eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) Hm, don't quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) You know, now we get worried about what we say You know, we shouldn't be that way You know, I don't care who comes Cause as far as I'm concerned It's eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Don't quote me on that [x2] Please don't quote me Mama, mama, you know I'm still friends with Mickey They say that I shouldn't like him anymore, 'cause I'm all white Well, he's allright by me Don't Quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Now what I do is I bring all my old friends along to see the show And if you have the wrong ideas well It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that, oh no) (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that, oh no) (Don't quote me on that) I never said that (Don't quote me on that) that's not what I meant Well, I suppose you could take it that way (don't quote me on that, oh no) But that's not what I meant to say (don't quote me on that, oh no) Won't you give me another chance (don't quote me on that, oh oh oh) Please, please Don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that, oh no) I'd like to say thank you to Pete, Peter Tosh And all the other people who come and they believe in us for the fun and the music Cause all I've got to say to you press now is: It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Go to Maggies caff 132 Liverpool road Just down the road, just round the corner Only there's not much corner It's just chairs and tables and they've even got a Space Invaders machine A cup of tea, that's fine for me Cause it's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Are you sure you turned that tape recorder off? Are you sure? [x2] |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice
Did you hear the one, yeah yeah The one they wrote in the paper just the other day Well, well, would you believe it Well I said they took it all the wrong way Now you've gotta be careful 'bout what you say Cause they've got a bad habit Were you're reading between the lines? Or is that what I said?, now I just can't remember They seem to have a very good memory though But as far as I'm concerned, as as far as I'm concerned You don't have to be black, white, Chinese or anything really Just enjoy, shut up, listen and dance It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Hey Hey, you know something, I said I liked that guy But that's not what I read in the paper I don't have anything against them It's just eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) Hm, don't quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) You know, now we get worried about what we say You know, we shouldn't be that way You know, I don't care who comes Cause as far as I'm concerned It's eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Don't quote me on that [x2] Please don't quote me Mama, mama, you know I'm still friends with Mickey They say that I shouldn't like him anymore, 'cause I'm all white Well, he's allright by me Don't Quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Now what I do is I bring all my old friends along to see the show And if you have the wrong ideas well It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that, oh no) (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that, oh no) (Don't quote me on that) I never said that (Don't quote me on that) that's not what I meant Well, I suppose you could take it that way (don't quote me on that, oh no) But that's not what I meant to say (don't quote me on that, oh no) Won't you give me another chance (don't quote me on that, oh oh oh) Please, please Don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that, oh no) I'd like to say thank you to Pete, Peter Tosh And all the other people who come and they believe in us for the fun and the music Cause all I've got to say to you press now is: It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Go to Maggies caff 132 Liverpool road Just down the road, just round the corner Only there's not much corner It's just chairs and tables and they've even got a Space Invaders machine A cup of tea, that's fine for me Cause it's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Are you sure you turned that tape recorder off? Are you sure? [x2] |
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from Madness - Wonderful (1999)
We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class We want Freddie for our leader All stand and raise your champagne glass Gentlemen and assassins and ladies of the night I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding some light I can't go into detail or finger unfounded fools But there are some here amongst us that are not playing to the rules I've rounded up the low-life and local CID Offered a free massage or else the third degree There is no simple solution in this life we lead So make things easy for yourself to the baronage concede We want Freddie for our leader Freddie is a man of class We want Freddie for our leader All stand and raise your champagne glass Peace shall not prevail in Purley came the stark warning today From his hospital bed Drip-Fed Fred vowed he was here to stay "I'll tell you something for nothing", he claimed, "Never in all my days Have I felt so intimidated by the cheap tactics on display" Ahh-ah-ah-ah Ahh-ah-ah-ah We want Freddie for our leader Freddie is a man of class We want Freddie for our leader All stand and raise your champagne glass And approaching the pulpit, the Right Honourable Reverend Greene "We're gathered here this evening to pay our due respects To Drip-Fed Fred who late last night fell out of his prison bed We know the nonce behind it, who slipped the night PD - ooh The word is out now without doubt you will answer to me" Gentlemen and assassins and ladies of the night I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding new light There is a simple solution, one called honour amongst thieves So we'll take pity on your souls and only cap your knees Ahh-ah-ah-ah Ahh-ah-ah- |
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from Madness - Drip Fed Fred (2000)
We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class We want Freddie for our leader All stand and raise your champagne glass Gentlemen and assassins and ladies of the night I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding some light I can't go into detail or finger unfounded fools But there are some here amongst us that are not playing to the rules I've rounded up the low-life and local CID Offered a free massage or else the third degree There is no simple solution in this life we lead So make things easy for yourself to the baronage concede We want Freddie for our leader Freddie is a man of class We want Freddie for our leader All stand and raise your champagne glass Peace shall not prevail in Purley came the stark warning today From his hospital bed Drip-Fed Fred vowed he was here to stay "I'll tell you something for nothing", he claimed, "Never in all my days Have I felt so intimidated by the cheap tactics on display" Ahh-ah-ah-ah Ahh-ah-ah-ah We want Freddie for our leader Freddie is a man of class We want Freddie for our leader All stand and raise your champagne glass And approaching the pulpit, the Right Honourable Reverend Greene "We're gathered here this evening to pay our due respects To Drip-Fed Fred who late last night fell out of his prison bed We know the nonce behind it, who slipped the night PD - ooh The word is out now without doubt you will answer to me" Gentlemen and assassins and ladies of the night I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding new light There is a simple solution, one called honour amongst thieves So we'll take pity on your souls and only cap your knees Ahh-ah-ah-ah Ahh-ah-ah- |
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from Madness - Utter Madness (1992)
I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
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from Madness - It'S...Madness (1994)
I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
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from Madness - The Heavy Heavy Hits (1998)
I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
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from Madness - "Our House, The Best of Madness" (2002)
I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
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from Madness - Divine Madness (2004)
I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
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from Madness - Absolutely (2000)
I am the bringer of your wishes,
Your saviour from doing work, The washer of your dishes,and You'll still get you mid-day perk. Estate agent, Your mansion and pot of gold, All the home comforts, Before you're getting tired and old. One more try, Try to get what you've never had, Five more bob, For the whole world that can't be bad. We can't all win, Look it's happening, The future's looking not so bleak, A thousand winners every week. A thousand winners every week. So when you hear me coming, Along halls and up the stairs, Get the black teapot, In the cupboard, under chairs, Forget all your wives tales, Or forecasts and dividends, E.R.N.I.E. feels vibrations, Only pays out to trusting friends. One more try, Try to get what you've never had, Five more bob, For the whole world that can't be bad. We can't all win, Look it's happening, The future's looking not so bleak, A thousand winners every week. A thousand winners every week. Keep your hand on the bottle, And your eyes glued upon the set, When the score cards come up, Could be you for the big one next. Publicity, no thank you, On the front page of the currant bun, They think you stink, But in the pub you'll be number one. One more try, Try to get what you've never had, Five more bob, For the whole world that can't be bad. We can't all win, Look it's happening, The future's looking not so bleak, A thousand winners every week. A thousand winners every week. A thousand winners every week. A thousand winners every week |
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from Madness - Wonderful (1999)
Elysium
Is everyone chipping at your cordiality? Elysium You stand ice bound to the wind a casualty (Eternity) Elysium Is everyone nagging at your reason to believe? Elysium You stare down from a mound with such hostility Listen to me now wipe your eyes Relax your hand and come inside Lift back your head and swallow your pride Don't be ashamed in me confide Oh, I've seen you pretend The happy go lucky, everything's funky But in the end Your manic obsession turns to depression Elysium Is everyone chipping at your cordiality? Elysium You stand ice bound to the wind a casualty Stand back and watch the bright spark fly To catch a glimpse don't blink an eye The touchpaper wrapped around your soul has been lit Let's go with the flow Heaven I'm in heaven Heaven Elysium (Such a memory holds me) Is everyone tugging at your idea to be free? (Let me be) Elysium Do they cry out for your sensibility? (Eternity) Elysium Is everyone chipping at your cordiality? Elysium You stand ice bound To the wind a casualty [x5] (It's ok I don't mind) [x2] |
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from Madness - Drip Fed Fred (2000)
Elysium
Is everyone chipping at your cordiality? Elysium You stand ice bound to the wind a casualty (Eternity) Elysium Is everyone nagging at your reason to believe? Elysium You stare down from a mound with such hostility Listen to me now wipe your eyes Relax your hand and come inside Lift back your head and swallow your pride Don't be ashamed in me confide Oh, I've seen you pretend The happy go lucky, everything's funky But in the end Your manic obsession turns to depression Elysium Is everyone chipping at your cordiality? Elysium You stand ice bound to the wind a casualty Stand back and watch the bright spark fly To catch a glimpse don't blink an eye The touchpaper wrapped around your soul has been lit Let's go with the flow Heaven I'm in heaven Heaven Elysium (Such a memory holds me) Is everyone tugging at your idea to be free? (Let me be) Elysium Do they cry out for your sensibility? (Eternity) Elysium Is everyone chipping at your cordiality? Elysium You stand ice bound To the wind a casualty [x5] (It's ok I don't mind) [x2] |
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from Madness - The Heavy Heavy Hits (1998)
Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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from Madness - Absolutely (2000)
Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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from Madness - "Our House, The Best of Madness" (2002)
Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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from Madness - Complete Madness (2004)
Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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from Madness - Divine Madness (2004)
Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
I've saved a little bit of money from christmas gone,
What with my birthday nearly due, I'm dressing up as guy in the shopping arcade, Have you a penny for a boy named blue ? I've seen it advertised on tv shows, Flashed up on the evening news, My local m.p. said I should grin and bear it, But I'd rather go and blow her fuse, Right on, right off! Right off, right on. Right on, right off! Right off, right on. Let me tell you a little tale of naughty's, On the estate I used to loathe, I aimed 30 rockets at a shilling each, You should have seen their front door's go, Right on, right off! Right off, right on. Right on, right off! Right off, right on. Let it talk cb Fireball xl sitting in the window, Just waiting for a match to come, You're looking so so sad in your pretty coloured frock, Don't let that make up on your eye balls run. I got my little lot of money from a cherished friend, His name was piggy but he wasn't to know, He hit my god-damn hammer like a wall of bricks, You should have seen his pig tail go, Right on, right off! Right off, right on. Right on, right off! Right off, right on. Fireball xl propped up at my window, Wondering what on earth it's to do! Now that it's gone from the window of the shopping arcade, Everybody's looking for a boy named blue. Blue who Blue who Blue who Blue who Quack, quack, quack, quack. Oink, oink, oink, oink. Woof, woof, woof, woof. Bridit, bridit, bridit, bridit. Albert, albert. Don't call us we'll call you. |
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from Madness - The Madness (2003)
Sharp fresh food never tasted so good
As the time you placed it in your mouth Settling on my tongue it stung And left me drowsy in the heat And left me drowsy in the heat What was it we were at Sensing something hidden still Tumbling on the moment slow Falling back together yet in our heat There are birds upon the barbed wire They are a witness to our love A couple passing by us recall That's the way it was for them And children running through the park Fall exhausted to the ground Imagining that if trees could speak They'd tell us of the love we've found That nobody owns Nobody owns Nobody owns |
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from Madness - The Madness (2003)
Hate is a word that I hate
I've made a mistake The temple is having a sale How can we fail Love is a woman I need Life moves Man can you tell me please What was your face What was your face What was your face before you were born? I will say that there's blood on my hands I'm a man I'm a man I'm a man I will ask my God to forgive If I can if I can if I can I will go with the way that is soft Give you all that I have got Keep you close to my heart Not let anything tear us apart I need to look into your soul No matter what you say Now don't turn away Last time I was with you I felt we were miles apart Don't be angry with me baby I'll be sorry when you're gone Listen up I know it's crazy I've tried to be as honest as I can I hope I didn't get it all wrong I'll be naked in the flame I have no mind to hide my shame Move me close and kiss me quick Hold my hand I'm feeling sick Is this wall up between us for life? You could die on the inside To never be heard of again It's too late on your last breath Hate is a word that I hate I've made a mistake The temple is having a sale Gabriel come down Gabriel come down Gabriel come down from above Last time I was with you I felt we were miles apart |
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from Madness - Keep Moving (2000)
Well we change from one extreme to another
Can you help me with my shame I didn't mean to when I kicked and punched >From nowhere this demon came Forgive me for this mindless mood Accept this honest plea Don't use me for the devil's food And throw away the key Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame I only meant to wipe away the cries With the softness of my hand I didn't mean to break the tie I'm after all a family man Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame Give me the reason Give me a reason I am the master of this house Don't try to run away I tried the same things at your age And I was also made to pay Forgive me for this mindless mood Accept this honest plea Don't use me for the devil's food And throw away the key Mister patience and Misses alike Upon and throughout the land A lot of attention With a heap of affection Wouldn't go astray Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame This is the reason, one of the reasons I am the reason so I've got only myself to blame I am the reason so I've got no-one else to blame |
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from Madness - Keep Moving (2000)
Well we change from one extreme to another
Can you help me with my shame I didn't mean to when I kicked and punched >From nowhere this demon came Forgive me for this mindless mood Accept this honest plea Don't use me for the devil's food And throw away the key Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame I only meant to wipe away the cries With the softness of my hand I didn't mean to break the tie I'm after all a family man Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame Give me the reason Give me a reason I am the master of this house Don't try to run away I tried the same things at your age And I was also made to pay Forgive me for this mindless mood Accept this honest plea Don't use me for the devil's food And throw away the key Mister patience and Misses alike Upon and throughout the land A lot of attention With a heap of affection Wouldn't go astray Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame This is the reason, one of the reasons I am the reason so I've got only myself to blame I am the reason so I've got no-one else to blame |
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from Madness - Wonderful (1999)
Oh, when you're going to the top
And you have no time to stop Then you have to travel light Yes, you'd better go by night Cos it's not a pretty sight When youre going to the top And you're never going to stop You won't let nobody block Your way to the top And no bodies then may fall Old friends up against the wall Can't let feelings in the way As if you had some anyway Some will have to move aside True intents you'll always hide Wagging tongues may call you snide You may not know who's on your side When you're going to the top When you're going to the top La-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la Still, you've heard it all before I don't want to be a bore So I'll just be on my way Maybe we will meet one day Probably won't have much to say If I see you passing by Cos you're going much too high And you may well never stop Cos you're going to the top La-la-la-la La-la-la-la You could let it go tonight Watch it all fade out of sight There's still some time to mend your ways Don't you know it's love that pays? Oh, yeah Maybe we will meet one day Probably won't have much to say So I'll just say toodle-oo And the best of luck to you When I see you passing by When you're going much too high When you're going to the top When you're going to the top When you're going to the top When you're going to the top Like the stars up in the sky Shining up all night Like a king upon his throne Everything his own Like the stars up in the sky Shining up a |
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from Madness - It'S...Madness (1994)
When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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from Madness - The Heavy Heavy Hits (1998)
When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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from Madness - "Our House, The Best of Madness" (2002)
When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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from Madness - Complete Madness (2004)
When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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from Madness - Divine Madness (2004)
When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 1 (2006)
When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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from Madness - Singles Box Volume 2 (2006)
I read a brand new paper
Bout man who had a thousand guns Lived in the Southern States Ran away from everyone Felt it wasn't safe Even in the Southern States I read a brand new paper Walking down my own street Man with a thousand guns Has taken to his feet He felt it wasn't safe Even in the Southern States He thought that he might die But was he frightened by Anyone with a gun? Well, every stranger's danger Everybody has one But alone and hungry He couldn't eat his guns I watched my television Sitting on the floor The window man was watching Me and a million more He read me the news Someone's getting abused He thought that we might die He wasn't frightened why Everyone has a bomb It's a passing danger Or so he said Everybody has one Care to see or just wait (That's just great) |
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from Madness - It'S...Madness (1994)
Good morning miss Can I help you son? Sixteen today And up for fun I'm a big boy now Or so they say So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Box of balloons With the feather-light touch Pack of party-poppers That pop in the night A toothbrush and hairspray Plastic grin Miss Clay on all corners Has just walked in Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss You misunderstood Sixteen big boy Full pint in my manhood I'm up to date And the date's today So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of (Fun) I'm sorry son But we don't stock Party gimmicks In this shop Try the House of Fun It's quicker if you run This is a chemist Not a jokers' shop! Party hats Simple enough clear Comprehende savvy understand Do you hear? A pack of party hats With the coloured tips Too late! Gorgon's heard gossip Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay Many happy returns from the day Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the House of Fun |
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from Madness - Our House (1997)
Good morning miss Can I help you son? Sixteen today And up for fun I'm a big boy now Or so they say So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Box of balloons With the feather-light touch Pack of party-poppers That pop in the night A toothbrush and hairspray Plastic grin Miss Clay on all corners Has just walked in Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss You misunderstood Sixteen big boy Full pint in my manhood I'm up to date And the date's today So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of (Fun) I'm sorry son But we don't stock Party gimmicks In this shop Try the House of Fun It's quicker if you run This is a chemist Not a jokers' shop! Party hats Simple enough clear Comprehende savvy understand Do you hear? A pack of party hats With the coloured tips Too late! Gorgon's heard gossip Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay Many happy returns from the day Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the House of Fun |
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from Madness - The Heavy Heavy Hits (1998)
Good morning miss Can I help you son? Sixteen today And up for fun I'm a big boy now Or so they say So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Box of balloons With the feather-light touch Pack of party-poppers That pop in the night A toothbrush and hairspray Plastic grin Miss Clay on all corners Has just walked in Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss You misunderstood Sixteen big boy Full pint in my manhood I'm up to date And the date's today So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of (Fun) I'm sorry son But we don't stock Party gimmicks In this shop Try the House of Fun It's quicker if you run This is a chemist Not a jokers' shop! Party hats Simple enough clear Comprehende savvy understand Do you hear? A pack of party hats With the coloured tips Too late! Gorgon's heard gossip Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay Many happy returns from the day Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the House of Fun |
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from Madness - "Our House, The Best of Madness" (2002)
Good morning miss Can I help you son? Sixteen today And up for fun I'm a big boy now Or so they say So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Box of balloons With the feather-light touch Pack of party-poppers That pop in the night A toothbrush and hairspray Plastic grin Miss Clay on all corners Has just walked in Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss You misunderstood Sixteen big boy Full pint in my manhood I'm up to date And the date's today So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of (Fun) I'm sorry son But we don't stock Party gimmicks In this shop Try the House of Fun It's quicker if you run This is a chemist Not a jokers' shop! Party hats Simple enough clear Comprehende savvy understand Do you hear? A pack of party hats With the coloured tips Too late! Gorgon's heard gossip Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay Many happy returns from the day Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the House of Fun |
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from Madness - Complete Madness (2004)
Good morning miss Can I help you son? Sixteen today And up for fun I'm a big boy now Or so they say So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Box of balloons With the feather-light touch Pack of party-poppers That pop in the night A toothbrush and hairspray Plastic grin Miss Clay on all corners Has just walked in Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of N-n-n-n-n-n-no no miss You misunderstood Sixteen big boy Full pint in my manhood I'm up to date And the date's today So if you'll serve I'll be on my way Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of (Fun) I'm sorry son But we don't stock Party gimmicks In this shop Try the House of Fun It's quicker if you run This is a chemist Not a jokers' shop! Party hats Simple enough clear Comprehende savvy understand Do you hear? A pack of party hats With the coloured tips Too late! Gorgon's heard gossip Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay Many happy returns from the day Welcome to the House of Fun Now I've come of age Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the lion's den Temptation's on his way Welcome to the House of Fun Welcome to the House of Fun |
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