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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Standing at the bus stop with my shopping
in my hands when I'm overhearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly you can hear them in the school yard scrap yard chip shop phone box in the pool hall at the shoe stall every corner turned around it started with a school girl who was running running home to her mam and dad told them she was playing in the change room of her local football side they said tell us again so she told them again they said tell us the truth they found it hard to believe cause he taught our steve he even trained me taught uncle john who's father of three but it only takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees you see it in the class room in the swimming pool where the matchstick men are made at the scouts hall at the football where the wise we trust are paid they all honour his name he did a lot for the game he got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they are ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust behind the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees wake up and smell the rain shake up he's back to stay he hasn't been on a holiday his growing seeds don't believe why he's been away in the school yard change room playing fields bathroom phone box office blocks corner turned around they keep doubting the flame tossing the blame got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they're ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches it only takes one match to burn A thousand trees |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Standing at the bus stop
with my shopping in my hands when I'm overhearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly You can hear them in the school yard scrap yard chip shop phone box in the pool hall at the shoe stall every corner turned around It started with a school girl who was running running home to her mum and dad told them she was playing in the change room of her local football side They said tell us again so she told them again they said tell us the truth they found it hard to believe cause he taught our Steve he even trained me taught Uncle john who's a father of three CHORUS But it only takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees You see it in the class room in the swimming pool where the match stick men are made at the scouts hall at the football where the wise we trust are paid They all honour his name he did a lot for the game he got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates But now they are ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust behind the bar in the lounge CHORUS Wake up and smell the rain shake up he's back to stay he hasn't been on a holiday he's growing seeds don't believe why he's been away In the school yard change room playing fields bathroom phone box office blocks corner turned around They keep doubting the flame tossing the blame got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates But they're ripping them down stamping the ground pictures gathers dust in the bar in the lounge CHORUS |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Standing at the bus stop with my shopping
in my hands when I'm overhearing elder ladies as the rumours start to fly you can hear them in the school yard scrap yard chip shop phone box in the pool hall at the shoe stall every corner turned around it started with a school girl who was running running home to her mam and dad told them she was playing in the change room of her local football side they said tell us again so she told them again they said tell us the truth they found it hard to believe cause he taught our steve he even trained me taught uncle john who's father of three but it only takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees you see it in the class room in the swimming pool where the matchstick men are made at the scouts hall at the football where the wise we trust are paid they all honour his name he did a lot for the game he got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they are ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust behind the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches only takes one match to burn a thousand trees wake up and smell the rain shake up he's back to stay he hasn't been on a holiday his growing seeds don't believe why he's been away in the school yard change room playing fields bathroom phone box office blocks corner turned around they keep doubting the flame tossing the blame got his name knocked up above the sports ground gates but now they're ripping them down stamping the ground picture gathers dust in the bar in the lounge it takes one tree to make a thousand matches it only takes one match to burn A thousand trees |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Billy Daveys Daughter
by Stereophonics I never knew her name I only knew her fame she lived near my town another goldfish to drown well I just past the bridge that parts us from them the bridge that she used again and again again I remember when they found her billy davey's daughter the word gets around billy davey's second daughter threw herself to dirty water billy's left with nothing but a dream he dreams |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I never knew her name
I only knew her fame She lived near my town Another goldfish to drown Well I just past the bridge That parts us from them The bridge that she used Again and again Again I remember when they found her Billy Davey's daughter The word gets around Billy Davey's second daughter Threw herself to dirty water Billy's left with nothing but a dream He dreams |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I'm looking good, got my shoulders back, A few more drinks, I'm up to dance, I get the eye as I lift my glass, the first time in six months, She looks again I start to shake, My shoulders twitching, I'm on my way, I glance behind me for safety sake, To see a clock the size of a plane, The night is young more fish in the sea, Who's to say she wasn't looking at me? I sink my head back into my glass, Get into shape for that first dance, I turn away, I look to the south, I pull my foot from out of my mouth, To my surprise she's standing beside me Asking if I'd like to dance. I'm standing in a hall of smoke, Her tongues in my mouth, I'd love to choke, Her knight approaches us on foot, He left his side kick at the brook. He offered me a cigarette I said I'm far too young to smoke, So he tried to entertain me, Told me one more crappy... Joke in my ear, except the joke wasn't clear, Set the joking aside should I run? should I hide? Decided to stay, rub it straight in his face, What he thought was the case was an easy mistake. I'd just like to try some carrot cake and wine, Can't I try, taste my carrot cake and wine Looking good, not looking back, Knight of hers took her off to dance, I get the eye as I lift my glass, But not for the last time, She looks again, too drunk to shake, My legs are twitching, my eyes are fake, I glance behind me for safety sake To see my girlfriends tongue in the face of a friend, Who was far from a man, Should I hide? should I run? Must have seen what I've done, Decided to stay, looked her straight in the face, What I thought was the case was an easy mistake. I'd just like to try some carrot cake and wine, Can't I try, taste my carrot cake, Why can't I try? Why should I lie? Taste my, try some, buy my Carrot cake and wine |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I gotta lose weight I swallow honey is my stand up show still that
funny am I back for good I said that I said that I would be she's down waist low trying to make me happy because I like watching you it's time I tried tried to check my check my eye lids check for holes two weeks late I gotta test for babies shop take is falling low I'm not going back back to the factory's because I like what I do it's time I tried tried to check my check my eye lids check for holes |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I gotta lose weight, I, I swallow honey
Is my stand up show, still, still, still that funny Am I back for good? I said that I, said that I would be She's down waist low trying to make me happy Because I like watching you. It's time I tried, tried to check my, check my eyelids, check for holes It's time I tried, tried to check my, check my eyelids, check for holes. Two weeks late I, I, I gotta test for babies, shop take is falling low. I'm not going back, back to that factory, because I like what I do It's time I tried, tried to check my, check my eyelids, check for holes It's time I tried, tried to check my, check my eyelids, check for holes It's time I tried, tried to check my, check my eyelids, check for holes It's time I tried, tried to check my, check my eyelids, check for holes It's time I tried, It's time I tried, It's time I tried, It's time I tried, It's time I tried, It's time I tried, It's time I tried to check my lids for holes |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
It sickens me to see,
Photograph in front of me, carnation coloured pink Stand aside and take a drink, Night club, another scene, 31st it's Halloween., Slave to each new trend, Uptown junkies push again, The lovers and the wannabe's (they don't know how) The radio's and TV's (they don't know how) Newspaper story reads (they don't know how) Cheap girl magazine (they don't know how) Stand aside and cry, never wonder why, Ask themselves why, the river has dried, Laughter after three, shaped up to be free, Number one the most missed chart, Must have broke a thousand hearts, Parallel with the scene, tarnished star evergreen, Live life disguised. The lovers and the wannabe's (they don't know how) The radio's and TV's (they don't know how) Newspaper story reads (they don't know how) Cheap girl magazine (they don't know how) Stand around and cry, never wonder why, Ask themselves why, the river has dried |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
the same long faces in the workman's hall caramel crisp counts
his birds cliff chip's lines up his dominoes kingfisher lead singer calms his nerves I'm drinking sinking swimming drowning working smirking learning burning sleeping thieving cheating beating I'm eating I'm deep in a goldfish bowl It's sink or swim the hall down town just burns to the ground my boxing ring turned to ash red head ginger bread sells tickets at the door stella sleep walks in the sand I'm drinking sinking swimming drowning working smirking learning burning sleeping thieving cheating beating I'm eating I'm deep in a goldfish bowl It's sink or swim they're looking in hard up outta luck time to ride the village bike a bike been used ten times or more grape vine here's the wife lays down her royal flush I think I've lost another wife |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
The same long faces in the workman's hall,
Caramel crisp counts his birds, Cliff chip's lines up his dominoes, King fisher, lead singer calms his nerves. I'm drinking, sinking, swimming, I'm drowning, working, smirking, learning, I'm burning, sleeping, thieving, cheating, beating, I'm eating, I'm deep in a goldfish bowl. It's sink or swim The hall down town just burned to the ground, My boxing ring turned to ash, Red head ginger bread sells tickets at the door, Stella sleep walks in the sand. I'm drinking, sinking, swimming, I'm drowning, working, smirking, learning, I'm burning, sleeping, thieving, cheating, beating, I'm eating, I'm deep in a goldfish bowl. It's sink or swim They're looking in, they're looking in! Hard up outta luck, time to ride the village bike, A bike been used ten times or more, Grape vine hears the wife lays down her royal flush, I think I've lost another wife. I'm drinking, sinking, swimming, I'm drowning, working, smirking, learning, I'm burning, sleeping, thieving, cheating, beating, I'm eating, I'm deep in a goldfish bowl. It's sink or swim They're looking in, its sink or swim |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
10 minutes flat after the day at the factory. I'm drinking like a dog in the sun
I don't need to eat, or sleep a wink at the weekend. Just rot my guts I can't wait for my next drink. The first one has gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work I'm the last of the big time drinkers My beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass I don't live to work, I work to live, and live at the weekend and maybe spend a week in the sun I come home wet the bed, throw my sheets out the window and Sunday morning comes and I can't wait for my next drink. The first one has gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work I'm the last of the big time drinkers My beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass I can't wait for my next drink The first one it's gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work I'm the last of the big time drinkers Just give me the hops or the slops I'm the last of the big time drinkers |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
ten minutes flat after that day at the factory I'm drinking like a dog in the sun I don't
need to eat or sleep awink at the weekend just rot my guts and I can't wait for my next drink the first is gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work I'm the last of the big time drinkers the beer don't taste the same with out my name painted on my glass I don't live to work I work to live and live at the weekend and maybe spend a week in the sun I come home wet the bed throw my sheets out the window and sunday morning comes and I can't wait for my next drink the first one is gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work I'm the last of the big time drinkers the beer don't taste the same with out my name painted on my glass and I can't wait for my next drink the first one it's gonna sink I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work I'm the last of the big time drinkers just give me hops or the slops I'm the last of the big time drinkers I take pride in my work I'm the last of the big time drinkers |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time A pebble beach, we're underneath, a pier that's just been painted red Where I heard the news for the first time And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He'll always be 23, yet the train runs on and on Past the place they found his clothing There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time Today And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He's gone away |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
There's no mistake I smell that smell
It's that time of year again I can taste the air... The clocks go back railway track Something blocks the line again and the train runs late for the first time... A pebble beach, we're underneath Pier had just been painted red Where I heard the news for the first time and all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph...today He'll always be twenty-three yet that train runs on and on Past the place they found his clothing There's no mistake I smell that smell It's that time of year again I can taste the air The clocks go back railway track Something blocks the line again and the train runs late for the first time today And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph... today. He's gone away - |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time A pebble beach, we're underneath, a pier that's just been painted red Where I heard the news for the first time And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He'll always be 23, yet the train runs on and on Past the place they found his clothing There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time Today And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He's gone away |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I feel awash
Close down the street Yeah Chaplin walks Be 9:15 And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away They take him in And clean him up They take him in And strip him down They dry his skin And feed him wine And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away Ask's to use the phone Yeah he lives alone, he lives alone There's no one, no one home to phone He sits alone at home He call his home his own His wife is still unknown |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I feel the wash, close down the street
Yet Chaplin walks feet nine fifteen And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away They take him in, and clean him up Well, they take him in, and strip him down They dry his skin, and feed him wine And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away Asks to use the phone Yet he lives alone, He lives alone There's no one, no one home to phone, sits alone at home He calls his home his own His wife is still unknown |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I feel awash
Close down the street Yeah Chaplin walks Be 9:15 And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away They take him in And clean him up They take him in And strip him down They dry his skin And feed him wine And I hear them, hear them call his name And I see him, see him turn away Ask's to use the phone Yeah he lives alone, he lives alone There's no one, no one home to phone He sits alone at home He call his home his own His wife is still unknown |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I get camping eyes in the final hour
Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower The fuss they make, you'd swear they were buying a car They always moan, moan it's not so cheap Cheaper still, cheaper still down the street Lose my rag and tell them take your bag and shop down there Closing down, they're closing down another road One way, system steals the show Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest The flower man sits down in the street Surrounded by, the stock he bought last week Bring back the ladies wearing lipstick on their teeth Make up, we make up a crappy joke Sit back, relax and have a smoke Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest I get camping eyes in the final hour Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I get camping eyes in the final hour
last minute shoppers picking califlour the fuss they make you'd swear they were buying a car They always moan, moan it's not so cheap cheaper still cheaper still down the street I lose my rag and tell them take your bag and shop down there Closing down closing down another road one way system steals the show mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away CHORUS There's more life more life more life in a tramps vest There's more life more life more life in a tramps vest A flower man sits down in the street surrounded by stock he brought back last week bring back the ladies wearing lipstick on their teeth Make up we make up a crapy joke sit back relax and have a smoke mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away CHORUS - twice I get camping eyes in the final hour last minute shoppers picking califlour mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away CHORUS - twice |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
I get camping eyes in the final hour
Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower The fuss they make, you'd swear they were buying a car They always moan, moan it's not so cheap Cheaper still, cheaper still down the street Lose my rag and tell them take your bag and shop down there Closing down, they're closing down another road One way, system steals the show Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest The flower man sits down in the street Surrounded by, the stock he bought last week Bring back the ladies wearing lipstick on their teeth Make up, we make up a crappy joke Sit back, relax and have a smoke Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest I get camping eyes in the final hour Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower Mac the knife swigs a can and sings the day away There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest There's more life, more life, more life in a tramp's vest |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
salt grips the road awaits his lift again street orange glow shades the odds against one
more sip a shoe a miss a shaving nick one extra kiss who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you swings don't swing the parks been dead for years how do you know the last swing weren't your last for good hard book on freaks fresh summer peach creased magazine sugar chocolate treat who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you the street's so long where she lost her pocket purse kept the last picture of the man she committed first cracked windscreen rain french murder play junk take away tired street parades who's to know whatever! whatever! not up to me not up to you not up to anything we do |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Salt grips the road awaits his lift again
Street orange glow shades the odds against One more sip, A shoe, A miss, A shaving nick. One extra kiss, Whose to know whatever! Not up to me, Not up to you Not up to me, Not up to you The swings don't swing the parks been dead for years How do you know the last swing weren't your last for good Hard book on freaks, Fresh summer peach, Creased magazine Sugar chocolate treat, Whose to know whatever! Not up to me, not up to you Not up to me, Not up to you The street's so long where she lost her pocket purse Kept the last picture of the man she committed first Cracked windscreen rain, French murder play, Junk take away, Tired street parades, Who's to know whatever! Whatever! Not up to me, Not up to you Not up to me, Not up to you Ha, Whatever Not up to me, Not up to you, Not up to anything we do Not up to me, Not up to you. Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah! Its not up to me, Its not up to you, Its not up to you, Its not up to you, Its not up to you |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
salt grips the road awaits his lift again street orange glow shades the odds against one
more sip a shoe a miss a shaving nick one extra kiss who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you swings don't swing the parks been dead for years how do you know the last swing weren't your last for good hard book on freaks fresh summer peach creased magazine sugar chocolate treat who's to know whatever! not up to me not up to you the street's so long where she lost her pocket purse kept the last picture of the man she committed first cracked windscreen rain french murder play junk take away tired street parades who's to know whatever! whatever! not up to me not up to you not up to anything we do |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
She slept on an iron bed,
Lived through the war for what? Butterflies 'round the fire smile, Smile until she's robbed of all she's got, I heard the innocent got shot today, Grandma died on poppy day, I heard the dress down get turned away, All died, died on poppy day, Fancy dress in a dress down town, Happy Halloween, Door breaks open lost man walks in, Killing the happy scene, I heard the innocent got shot today, Grandma died on poppy day, I heard the dress down get turned away, All died, died on poppy day, I heard the innocent got shot today, Grandma died on poppy day, I heard the dress down get turned away, All died, died on poppy day, On poppy day |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Going down, la na na
Going down, la na na na na I used to buy my sweets and candy treats at Raymond's shop I used to pass there every day The time has come to buy a gun and hold up Raymond's shop Looks like I will be going away Going down, la na na Going down, la na na na na It's been two years my minds not clear I'll stop at Raymond's shop It's boarded up, he's gone away The words got out and there's no doubt it came from Raymond's shop Looks like our little boys will play Play away, away Play away, away It's turned about, it's back on you Your famous 15 times by 2 You ask around to find the truth And all the fingers point at you You're sick, you're low, my minds made up Your two years down, I'm back in luck I wouldn't save you if you drown I hope you like your time gone down |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
weeks too long, not to ring
Re-colours her hair, and waits for him Not cat against dog, just head over heels Sex twice a day, best time in years Oh no, why hasn't he phoned? She has to wait until he's on his own Lying and Denying so nobody knows I'll tell her this week is what he tells Her to keep her on loan He'll buy her one day Sex drives, oral highs, cheating wife's spouse Cream cakes, coffee days, throwing gifts, goodbye Pass the way for the day had a change of kind Sex change, to mundane for the average mind Oh no, she just can't see Where he is and where he's been Looked prim and straight Like she's always been All that she saved for went missing again She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong It looks like, It looks like, It looks like the worlds gone wrong They found a body in the lake maybe it wasn't really his name Same colour, same weight, same size feet It's the not knowing that kills you Oh no the clocks stopped slow, everytime you're on your own ya' hide from the spies so nobody knows Scratch through the pages on the lazy days news for a clue Still looking for you |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
A week's too long not to ring
She colours her hair and waits for him No cat against dog Just head over heals Sex twice a day Best time in years Oh no why hasn't he phoned She has to wait until he's on his own Lying and denying so no body knows I'll tell her this week is what he tells her to keep her on loan He'll buy her one-day sex drives, oral highs, cheated wives, and spies Cream cakes, coffee dates, floral gifts, goodbyes Passed away for the day had a change of kind Sex change too mundane for the average mind Oh no she just can see Where he is or where he's been Look prim and straight like she's always been All that she saved for went missing again She could be She could be She could be wrong She could be She could be She could be wrong She could be She could be She could be wrong It looks like It looks like the words got around They found A body in the lake maybe It wasn't really his name Same colour, same weight, same size feet It's the not knowing that kills you Oh no the clocks stopped slow everytime you're on your own Ya' hide from the spies so nobody knows scratch through the pages of the lazy days news for a clue Still looking for you |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
weeks too long, not to ring
Re-colours her hair, and waits for him Not cat against dog, just head over heels Sex twice a day, best time in years Oh no, why hasn't he phoned? She has to wait until he's on his own Lying and Denying so nobody knows I'll tell her this week is what he tells Her to keep her on loan He'll buy her one day Sex drives, oral highs, cheating wife's spouse Cream cakes, coffee days, throwing gifts, goodbye Pass the way for the day had a change of kind Sex change, to mundane for the average mind Oh no, she just can't see Where he is and where he's been Looked prim and straight Like she's always been All that she saved for went missing again She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong She could be, she could be, she could be wrong It looks like, It looks like, It looks like the worlds gone wrong They found a body in the lake maybe it wasn't really his name Same colour, same weight, same size feet It's the not knowing that kills you Oh no the clocks stopped slow, everytime you're on your own ya' hide from the spies so nobody knows Scratch through the pages on the lazy days news for a clue Still looking for you |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
She Takes Her Clothes Off
she's got another fantasy she lives in flat number twenty three picked first prize for carnival queen and now she takes her clothes off collects the covers off her magazines she longs to be another teenage dream the problem is she's turning forty three she still takes her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said i'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me she loved to have her little fantasies she longed to be the wife of jimmy dean but jimmys head sits in jimmys knees she loves to take her clothes off police are looking round at twenty three they found her hanging from her swollen feet they saw her dance last in woolworth street, she loved to take her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said I'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me everybody's gonna wanna dance with me eveybody wants to be the carnival queen everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen we all read the books, she takes her clothes off one by one.. |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
She came from Providence, one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang, heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams, like a refugee Just as her father came, across the sea. She heard about a place, people were smiling Spoke about the red man's way, how they loved the land They came from everywhere, to the Great Divide Seeking a place to stay, or a place to hide. Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there They call it Paradise, I don't know why Somebody laid the mountains low, while the town got high. Then the chilly winds blew down, across the desert Through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu Where the pretty people play, hungry for power Too light their neon ways, give 'em things to do Some rich man came and raped the land, Nobody caught him Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus people bought 'em They call it paradise, the place to be They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina Just like the missionaries did, so many years ago They even brought a neon sign, Jesus is coming They brought the white man's burden down Brought the white man's reign Who will provide the grand design..what is yours and what is mine 'Cause there is no more new frontier, We have got to make it here, To satisfy our endless needs And justify our bloody deeds In the name of destiny, In the name of God And you can see them there, on a Sunday morning Stand up and sing about, what it's like up there They call it Paradise, I don't know why Call some place Paradise, Kiss it goodbye |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Russell said take what you need,
He could count large amounts On his fingers even with false teeth Tie me up and tie me down, Tie me up and tie me down, Russell's bleeding from his knees, He was shot three times, But he claims he was shot thirteen Tie me up and shoot me down, Tie me up and shoot me down ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba Russell's live on the BBC, Sell the story for the glory, Take a picture with his new false teeth Tie me up and tie me down, Tie me up and tie me down ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Shopping spree for the family tree,
Hhaven't seen your family tree in quite a while! Too many sandwiches and wine, Sherry stains down your best mans tie, What a speech. The band arrives, the granny's cry, Singers tongue's in the barmaids mouth, What a voice. Grandpa drunk a drop or two, His heads still stuck in the portaloo, What a man. You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breast, The disco's late and he's overpaid tonight, You got a diamond ring, And the man who sings, The man who sings made love to the barmaid twice, And that's just tonight The blue rinsed hairs lift up the chairs, The bands too loud they're off down stairs, What a noise. The bride and groom they dance their dance, And the singer mimes "there's still a chance", The barmaid smiles You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breast, The disco's late and he's overpaid tonight, You got a diamond ring, And the man who sings, The man who sings made love to the barmaid twice, And that's just tonight You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breast, The disco's late and he's overpaid tonight, You got a diamond ring, And the man who sings, The man who sings made love to the barmaid twice, Ha! Grandpa drunk a drop or two, His heads still stuck in the portaloo again! The bride and groom they dance their dance. The singer mimes "there's still a chance tonight" and the barmaid smiles |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
Shopping spree for the family tree, haven't seen your family tree, in quite a while
Too many sandwiches and wine, sherry stains down your best mans tie, what a speech The band arrive, the grannies cry, the singers tongue's's in the bar maids mouth, what a voice Grandpa drunk a drop or two and his head's still stuck down the portaloo, what a man You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breasts, the discos late and he's overpaid tonight You got a diamond ring and a man who sings, the man who sings made love to the bar maid twice And that's just tonight The blue rinsed hairs lift up their chairs The bands too loud, they're off down stairs what a noise The bride and groom they dance their dance The singer mimes there's still a chance, the bar maid smiles You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breasts, the discos late and he's overpaid tonight You got a diamond ring and a man who sings, the man who sings made love to the bar maid twice And that's just tonight You bought a sequin dress for your chicken breasts, the discos late and he's overpaid tonight You got a diamond ring and a man who sings, the man who sings made love to the bar maid twice Grandpa drunk a drop or two and his head's still stuck down the portaloo, what a man The bride and groom they dance their dance, the singer mimes there's still a chance tonight And the bar maid smiles |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
We all face the same way
Still it takes all day I take a look to my left, pick out the worst and the best She paints her lip, greasy and thick Another mirror stare, and she's going where? Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare? Do you talk dirty to a priest? makes them human at least Is she running away, to start a brand new day? Is she going home? Why's she driving alone? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's gotta be somewhere She got a body in the boot, or just bags full of food? Those are model's legs, but are they women's are they men's? She shouts down the phone, missed a payment on the loan She gotta be above the rest, keeping up with the best Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's gotta be somewhere Waits tables for a crook? Wrote a hardback book? You teach kids how to read? Or sell your body on the street? A nurse without a job? Another uptown snob? But have I got you all wrong? One look and you were gone Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's gotta be somewhere |
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from Stereophonics - Word Gets Around (1997)
We all face the same way
Still it takes all day I take a look to my left, pick out the worst and the best She paints her lip, greasy and thick Another mirror stare, and she's going where? Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare? You talk dirty to a priest?It makes them human at least But is she running away, to start a brand new day? Or is she going home? Why's she driving alone? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's gotta be somewhere She got a body in the boot, or just bags full of food? Those are model's legs, but are they women's are they men's? She shouts down the phone, missed a payment on the loan She gotta be above the rest, keeping up with the best Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's gotta be somewhere Waits tables for a crook? Wrote a hardback book? You teach kids how to read? Or sell your body on the street? A nurse without a job? Another uptown snob? But have I got you all wrong? One look and you were gone Is anyone going anywhere? X 3 Everyone's gotta be somewhere |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
they're calling out
come on lets go but i'm miles away to a year before laughs from a glass drank to the past on the old green seat like velvet to the hand think i'd like to stay a minute longer would you like to stay a minute longer? last one for some sick from the rum i play golf on the carpet with someone crash back to date few things i hate but i'd rather us live in the present day |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
They're calling out
Come on lets go But I'm miles away To a year before Laughs form a glass Drank to the past On the old green seat Like velvet to the hand Think I'd like to stay a minute longer Would you like to stay a minute longer? Last one for some Sick form the rum I played golf on the Carpet with someone Crash back to date Few things I hate Bet I'd rather us live In the present day Plastic California Plastic California Looks like Blackpool Outta date Some love some hate It's all your competition It's not my ocupation true But it's what you do Some love some hate I like pink architecture Flip back my red stripe deck chair Prove we got nothing to prove Gin strokes amnesia problems Overhearign talk of Hollywood We wish we could ya should Some love some hate It's a beautiful place for nature And all the beautiful people make it true But you look as good as you Some love some hate Makes me feel great I feel new d'ya feel new Ha ha Well I'm pleased to meet you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats, You can't say we're satisfied, Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried, Angie, beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye? Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried? All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke, Let me whisper in your ear "Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?" Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet, I hate that sadness in your eyes, But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats, You can't say we're satisfied, But Angie, I still love you, baby, Everywhere I look I see your eyes, There ain't a woman that comes close to you, So come on Baby, dry your eyes, Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive? Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
September 17th, for a girl I know it's Mothers Day,
Her son has gone alee, and that's where he will stay, Wind on the weathervane, tearing blue eyes sailor mean, As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain, for a boy in Fiddler's Green, His tiny knotted heart, well I guess it never worked too good, A timber tore apart, and the water gorged the wood, You can hear her whispered prayer, for men at mass that always lend, The same wind that moves her hair, moves a boy through Fiddler's Green, Nothing's changed anyway, ah nothing's changed anyway, ah anytime, today, He doesn't know a soul, and there's nowhere that he's really been, But he won't travel on alone, no not in Fiddler's Green, Balloons all filled with rain, as children's eyes turn sleepy mean, And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain, for a boy in Fiddler's Green |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Half The Lies You Tell Aint True - Stereophonics
You could lick or chew tongue in style, tonight champagne drag queen suit pinstripe outta line it's time to try how blisters on your feet blisters up your spine if I could choose from two I'd mime to be a smile but when you rely on a lie that's true and no one believes in the things you do 'cause half of the lies you tell ain't true I'm gonna find out, I'm gonna find a piece of you you could pick and lose diesel dreams for crime I should win and choose colours undersize a naked fake that's a face that fits for two,sex brings out the spies hanging from your feet hollywood star style *but when you rely on a lie that's true no one believes in the things you do 'cause half of the lies you tell ain't true I'm gonna find out, I'm gonna find a piece of you.... *repeat |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
You could lick or chew tongue in style tonight
Champagne drag queen suit pin-stripe outta line It's time to try how Blisters on your feet blisters up your spine If I could choose from two I'd mine to be a smile But you rely on a lie that's true And no one believes in the things you do 'Cause half the lies you tell ain't true I'm gonna find out, I'm gonna find a piece of you You could pick and lose diesel dreams for crime I should win and choose colours undersize a naked fake That's a face that fits for two sex brings out The spies hanging from your feet hollywood star style But you rely on a lie that's true And no one believes in the things you do 'Cause half the lies you tell ain't true I'm gonna find out, I'm gonna find a piece of you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Half The Lies You Tell Aint True - Stereophonics
You could lick or chew tongue in style, tonight champagne drag queen suit pinstripe outta line it's time to try how blisters on your feet blisters up your spine if I could choose from two I'd mime to be a smile but when you rely on a lie that's true and no one believes in the things you do 'cause half of the lies you tell ain't true I'm gonna find out, I'm gonna find a piece of you you could pick and lose diesel dreams for crime I should win and choose colours undersize a naked fake that's a face that fits for two,sex brings out the spies hanging from your feet hollywood star style *but when you rely on a lie that's true no one believes in the things you do 'cause half of the lies you tell ain't true I'm gonna find out, I'm gonna find a piece of you.... *repeat |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
We wait to wake to get a ride in the rain
buy a ticket they can check we can claim so we don't spend what's our own For a seat a place to stop a green light a red cross they run around naked doing old things like the ones before Wait for a break so you can take a little something that'll make your next break come along a little quicker than the one before Wait for an answer spy a sweet dancer as she walks from the door of the hall wish you waited for the wedding vows So hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? So hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? We wait to get warm the car starts from cold stall to make the first move magazines made the rules to make us lose For your dream man the house you could both plan the car in the sales add the wet dream with the man you wish that you had So hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? So hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? A watched pot never boils sugar seconds to dissolve see your appetite lost foods relevance is lost inside We wait to get there and when we get there we wait around for anyone to tell us what we even got there for So hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? So hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? what's worth waiting for? what's worth waiting for? what's worth waiting for? what's worth waiting for? So join the queue me and you wait in line it takes our time to be satisfied |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
we wait to wake to get a ride in the rain
buy a ticket they can check we can claim so we don't spend what's our own for a seat a place to stop a green light a red cross they run around naked doing old things like the ones before wait for a break so you can take a little something that'll make your next break come along a little quicker than the one before wait for an answer spy a sweet dancer as she walks from the door of the hall wish you waited for your wedding vows so hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? we wait to get warm the car starts from cold stall to make a first move magazines made the rules to make us lose wait for your dream man the house you could both plan the car in the sales ad the wet dream with the man you wished that you had a watched pot never boils sugars seconds to dissolve see your appetite lost foods relevance is lost inside so hurry up and wait but what's worth waiting for? so join the queue me and you wait in line it takes our time to be satisfied |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
i stopped to fill my car up the car felt good that day i didn't know where i was going but it felt good for a change a five and a pocket full of silver i paid the lady no change and then it started to piss down i started driving again and then i looked up and looked in the mirror behind me a man round forty in the back seat must have stepped in when i was empty so why's he sat there just waiting likely to smash my face in he had a bag full of money he said just drive me away i didn't know where i was going yet it felt good to be strange and still i look up and look in the mirror behind me curiosity is over he stepped down from the car he pulled a gun from his jacket said i was going to die it gives me so much satisfaction to watch you beg and cry well i just made up this story to get your attention makes me smile i never looked up or looked in the mirror behind me |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
I stopped to fill my car up
The car felt good that day I didn't know where i was going But it felt good for a change A five and a pocket full of silver I paid the lady no change And then it started to piss down I started driving again And then i looked up And looked in the mirror behind me A man round forty in the back seat Must have stepped in when I was empty So why's he sat there just waiting Likely to smash my face in He had a bag full of money He said just drive me away I didn't know where I was going Yet it felt good to be strange And still I look up And look in the mirror behind me Curiosity is over He stepped down from the car He pulled a gun out from his jacket Said I was going to die It gives me so much satisfaction To watch you beg and cry Well I just made up this story To get your attention makes me smile I never looked up or looked In the mirror behind me |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Travelling through a tunnel under sea
You never know the cracks in half You're never gonna see me But you can have it all if you like You can have it all if you like And you can pay for it the rest of your life I wouldn't believe your wireless radio I have had myself a flying giraffe We'd have one in a box with a window But you can have it all if you like You can have it all if you like And you can pay for it the rest of your Life in the summers on its back You'd had to agree that life's the crack So take what you want Not coming back So you can have it all if you like you can have it all if you like and you can pay for it the rest of your life |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Travelling through a tunnel under sea
You never know the cracks in half You're never gonna see me But you can have it all if you like You can have it all if you like And you can pay for it the rest of your life I wouldn't believe your wireless radio I have had myself a flying giraffe We'd have one in a box with a window But you can have it all if you like You can have it all if you like And you can pay for it the rest of your Life in the summers on its back You'd had to agree that life's the crack So take what you want Not coming back So you can have it all if you like you can have it all if you like and you can pay for it the rest of your life |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Is Yesterday Tomorrow Today?
it's another week to get through the day picking up ripped cigarette boxes hoping that one remains yellow lucky day suck deep and bathe for the next ten minutes spent coughing all the pleasures craved write down all the things that you'd like to say write down all the things that you'd like to change write down all the places you'd like to stay write down anything that you want is yesterday, tommorow, today? is nothin' gonna change the way? cracked rock top wall left the ash to fall left alone to wait I've never looked at things I've liked only things I hate you're not the first today not the softest face was there any that you liked was there any that you didn't fake? write down all the things that you'd like to say write down all the things that you'd like to change write down all the places you'd like to stay write down anything that you want is yesterday, tommorow, today? is nothin' gonna change the way? because everything that's you and the things that you like to do and all of the things that are come back again come back again... is yesterday, tommorow, today? |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
It's another way to get through the day
Picking up ripped cigarette boxes hoping that one remains Yellow lucky day suck deep and bathe For the next ten minutes spent coughing on the pleasures craved Write down all the things that you'd like to say Write down all the things that you'd like to change Write down all the places you'd like to say Write down anything that you want Is yesterday, tomorrow, today? Is nothing gonna change the way? Crack rock top wall Let the ash to fall Left alone to wait I've never looked at things I've liked only things I hate You're not the first today You're not the softest face Was there any that your liked, Was there any that you did'nt fake? Write down all the things that youd like to be Write down all the things that you dont believe Write down all the places you'd like to see Write down anything that you want Is yesterday tomorrow today? Is nothing gonna change the way? Because everything that you And the things that you like to do And all of the things that are Come back again Is yesterday, tomorrow, today |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
There's things I want there's things I think I want
There's things I've had there's things I wanna have Do I want the dreams the ones we're forced to see Do I want the perfect wife the word perfect ain't quite right Shopping every day take it back the next break They say the more you fly the more you risk your life I'm just looking I'm not buying I'm just looking it keeps me smiling A house I've seen another coulda' been you drenched my head And said what I said you said that life is what you make of it Yet most of us just fake I'm just looking I'm not buying I'm just looking it keeps me smiling |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
There's things I want, There's things I think I want, There's things I have, There's things I wanna have, Do I want the dreams? The ones were forced to see? Do I want the perfect wife? The word perfect, ain't quite right Shopping every day, take it back the next break, They say the more you fly, The more you risk your life I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling A house I've seen, Another coulda' been, You drenched my head, And said what I said, You said that life is what you make of it, Yet most of us just fake I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling I'm just looking, I'm not buying, ooh, I'm just looking, Keeps me trying I'm just looking, I'm not buying, ooh, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling There's things I want, There's things I think I want, There's things I have, There's things I wanna have, They say the more you fly, The more you risk your life Well I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
There's things I want, There's things I think I want, There's things I have, There's things I wanna have, Do I want the dreams? The ones were forced to see? Do I want the perfect wife? The word perfect, ain't quite right Shopping every day, take it back the next break, They say the more you fly, The more you risk your life I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling A house I've seen, Another coulda' been, You drenched my head, And said what I said, You said that life is what you make of it, Yet most of us just fake I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling I'm just looking, I'm not buying, ooh, I'm just looking, Keeps me trying I'm just looking, I'm not buying, ooh, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling There's things I want, There's things I think I want, There's things I have, There's things I wanna have, They say the more you fly, The more you risk your life Well I'm just looking, I'm not buying, I'm just looking, Keeps me smiling |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time A pebble beach, we're underneath, a pier that's just been painted red Where I heard the news for the first time And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He'll always be 23, yet the train runs on and on Past the place they found his clothing There's no mistake, I smell that smell It's that time of year again, I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track Something blocks the line again And the train runs late for the first time Today And all the friends lay down the flowers Sit on the banks and drink for hours Talk of the way they saw him last Local boy in the photograph Today He's gone away |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
I've never been here before
Didn't know where to go Never met you before I've never been to your home That smells not unknown Foot steps made of stone Walking feels familiar You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new People drinking on their own Push buttons on the phone Was I here once before Is that my voice on the phone That last drink on my own Did I ever leave at all Confusions familiar You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new So what's new to you? Whats new to you? Whats new to you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
I've never been here before
Didn't know where to go Never met you before I've never been to your home That smells not unknown Foot steps made of stone Walking feels familiar You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new People drinking on their own Push buttons on the phone Was I here once before Is that my voice on the phone That last drink on my own Did I ever leave at all Confusions familiar You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around underground pick a part that's new You can do all the things that you like to do All around upside down pick a part that's new So what's new to you? Whats new to you? Whats new to you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Plastic California
plastic california looks like blackpool outta date some love some hate it's all your competition it's not my occupation true but it's what you do some love some hate X2 I like pink architecture flip back my red strip deck chair prove we got nothing to prove gin stroke amnesia problem overhearing talk of hollywood we wish we could we should some love some hate X2 .. it's a beautiful place for nature and all the beautiful people make it true but you look good as you some love and some hate X2 makes me feel great X2 I feel new d'ya feel new ha, ha.. well I'm pleased to meet you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
plastic california
looks like blackpool outta date some love some hate it's all your competition it's not my occupation true but it's what you do some love some hate i like pink architecture flip back my red strip deck chair prove we got nothing to prove gin stroke amnesia problems overhearing talk of hollywood we wish we could ya should some love and some hate it's a beatiful place for nature and all the beautiful people make it true police are looking around at twenty three they found her hanging from her swollen feet they saw her dance last in woolworth street she loved to take her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead, dead as nails at home and she said i'm gonna be another marylin bleach my head and get real thin and everybody wants to be the carnival queen everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen we all read the books she takes her clothes off one by one off again |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
You've got a lot of nerve, to say you are my friend,
When I was down, you just stood there grinning, You've got a lot of nerve, to say you've got a helping hand to lend, You just wanna be on the side that's winning, You say I let you down, you know it's not like that, If you're so hurt why then don't you show it? You say you've lost your faith but that's not were it's at, You had no faith to lose, and you know it, I know the reason, that you talk behind my back, I used to be among the crowd your in with, Do you take me for such a fool, to think I would make contact? The one who tries to hide, what you don't know to begin with, You see me on the street, you always act surprised, You say "How are you? Good luck" but you don't mean it, When you know as well as me, you'd rather see me paralyzed, Why don't you just come out once and scream it? No I do not feel that good, I see the heart-breaks you embrace, If I was a master thief, perhaps I'd rob them, And though you're satisfied with your position and your place, Don't you understand it's not my problem? I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes, And just for that one moment I could be you, Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes, You'd know what a drag it is to see you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Roll Up And Shine - Stereophonics
Why don't you take a look in my mouth why don't you take a look at yourself so why don't you take a look around so why don't we take a look inside roll out the shock parade free falling from a stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine I hang the devil from a circus wire face up seats four in love spittin fire so why don't you take a look around so why don't we take a look inside roll out the shock parade free falling from a stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine it's time to live it's time to love it's time to do what's afraid of it's time to breathe time to relieve it's time to shine so why don't you take a look around so why don't we take a look inside roll out the shock parade free falling from a stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine bring on your shock parade freaks falling from the stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Why don't you take a look
In my mouth Why don't you take a look At yourself So why don't you Take a look around So why don't we Take a look inside Roll up the shop parade Free falling from a stage Performance and cocktails Roll up and shine I hang the devil from A circus wire Then some seats fall in love With spitting fire At yourself So why don't you Take a look around So why don't we Take a look inside Roll up the shop parade Free falling from a stage Performance and cocktails Roll up and shine Bb Am C The time to live The time to love The time to do whats afraid of The time to breath Time to releave It's time to shine So why don't you Take a look around So why don't we Take a look inside Roll up the shop parade Free falling from a stage Performance and cocktails Roll up and shine Bring on a shop parade Freaks falling from a stage Performance and cocktails Roll up ------- and shine |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Roll Up And Shine - Stereophonics
Why don't you take a look in my mouth why don't you take a look at yourself so why don't you take a look around so why don't we take a look inside roll out the shock parade free falling from a stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine I hang the devil from a circus wire face up seats four in love spittin fire so why don't you take a look around so why don't we take a look inside roll out the shock parade free falling from a stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine it's time to live it's time to love it's time to do what's afraid of it's time to breathe time to relieve it's time to shine so why don't you take a look around so why don't we take a look inside roll out the shock parade free falling from a stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine bring on your shock parade freaks falling from the stage performance and cocktails roll up and shine |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
She Takes Her Clothes Off
she's got another fantasy she lives in flat number twenty three picked first prize for carnival queen and now she takes her clothes off collects the covers off her magazines she longs to be another teenage dream the problem is she's turning forty three she still takes her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said i'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me she loved to have her little fantasies she longed to be the wife of jimmy dean but jimmys head sits in jimmys knees she loves to take her clothes off police are looking round at twenty three they found her hanging from her swollen feet they saw her dance last in woolworth street, she loved to take her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said I'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me everybody's gonna wanna dance with me eveybody wants to be the carnival queen everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen we all read the books, she takes her clothes off one by one.. |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
police are looking around at twenty three
they found her hanging from her swollen feet they saw her dance last in woolworth street she loved to take her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead, dead as nails at home and she said i'm gonna be another marylin bleach my head and get real thin and everybody wants to be the carnival queen everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen we all read the books she takes her clothes off one by one off again |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
She Takes Her Clothes Off
she's got another fantasy she lives in flat number twenty three picked first prize for carnival queen and now she takes her clothes off collects the covers off her magazines she longs to be another teenage dream the problem is she's turning forty three she still takes her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said i'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me she loved to have her little fantasies she longed to be the wife of jimmy dean but jimmys head sits in jimmys knees she loves to take her clothes off police are looking round at twenty three they found her hanging from her swollen feet they saw her dance last in woolworth street, she loved to take her clothes off she got the nick name porta bubble joan they found her dead as nails at home and she said I'm gonna be another marilyn bleach my hair and get real thin and everybody's gonna wanna dance with me everybody's gonna wanna dance with me eveybody wants to be the carnival queen everybody wants to be the carnival king or queen we all read the books, she takes her clothes off one by one.. |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Underneath the bridge
The tap has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from my ceiling But it's ok to eat fish 'Cos they don't have any feelings Something in the way Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way, yeh Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way, yeh Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way, yeh Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Underneath the bridge The tap has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from my ceiling But it's ok to eat fish 'Cos they don't have any feelings Something in the way Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way, yeh Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way, yeh Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way, yeh Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Something in the way, yeh Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
The tax man's taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. And I can't sail my yacht, He's taken everything I've got, All I've got's this sunny afternoon. Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. I got a big fat mama trying to break me. And I love to live so pleasantly, Live this life of luxury, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime My girlfriend's run off with my car, And gone back to her ma and pa, Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty. Now I'm sitting here, Sipping at my ice cold beer, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. Help me, help me, help me sail away, Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay. 'Cause I love to live so pleasantly, Live this life of luxury, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. I got a big fat mama trying to break me. And I love to live so pleasantly, Live this life of luxury, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
He was walking round to you
One said french afternoon So we called him, to shop for two He bought himself an ice drink A totally tropical nice drink Then he saw what he thought was you He thought about going over But you were always much older And your sex dressed breasts impressed you He'd really like to get it together Before the 12th of never And he's coming over It's when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck He always liked another Lying eyes in disguise kill for you He'd love to show you his t-shirt sun tan Loved to show you his mini head stand And the clowns fell over It's when when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck It's when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck From you to me to me to you It's when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck It's when all the things thats come around the clothes you wear, your sex, your love it's enough for the time out of touch, out of luck out of luck yeah |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
He was walking round to you
One said french afternoon So we called him, to shop for two He bought himself an ice drink A totally tropical nice drink Then he saw what he thought was you He thought about going over But you were always much older And your sex dressed breasts impressed you He'd really like to get it together Before the 12th of never And he's coming over It's when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck He always liked another Lying eyes in disguise kill for you He'd love to show you his t-shirt sun tan Loved to show you his mini head stand And the clowns fell over It's when when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck It's when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck From you to me to me to you It's when all the things thats come around The clothes you wear, your sex, your love It's enough for the time Out of touch, out of luck It's when all the things thats come around the clothes you wear, your sex, your love it's enough for the time out of touch, out of luck out of luck yeah |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
when you think about it he's watching every word you say hey dazed and when he's sussed you out he calls her up and out she comes and hustles us
long digging gone fishing love drinking the bartender and the thief are lovers steal what they need like sisters and brothers met in a church a night to remember robbin the graves of bodies dismembered he watched the lesbian talk she kissed and groaped but mostly talked in lust crushed he couldn't make the call his eyes were gripped on licking tongues enough's enough failed for once long digging gone fishing love drinking the bartender and the thief are lovers steal what they need like sisters and brothers met in a church a night to remember robbing the graves of bodies dismembered saved what they stole to meet at the alter place where they first set eyes on each other flew to the sun to start life all over set up a bar and robbed all the locals |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Trying to make the other side? Ever seen a young girl growing old Trying to make herself a bride? So what becomes of you my love When they have finally stripped you of The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Once I was a young man And all I thought I had to do was smile Well you are still a young girl And you've bought everything in style So once you think you're in you're out 'Cause you don't mean a single thing without The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Sing a song of six-pence for your sake And drink a bottle full of rye Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake 'em all in a pie They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Trying to make the other side? Ever seen a young girl growing old Trying to make herself a bride? So what becomes of you my love When they have finally stripped you of The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Once I was a young man And all I thought I had to do was smile Well you are still a young girl And you've bought everything in style So once you think you're in you're out 'Cause you don't mean a single thing without The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Sing a song of six-pence for your sake And drink a bottle full of rye Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake 'em all in a pie They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you |
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from Stereophonics - Performance And Cocktails (1999)
Don't call pretty Peggy, she can't hear you no more,
Don't leave no message, round her back door, They say the old laughing lady, been here before, She don't keep time, she don't count score, You can't have a cupboard, if there ain't no walls, You got to move, there's no time left to stall, They say the old laughing lady, dropped by to call, And when she leaves, she leaves nothing at all, See the drunkard of the village, falling on the street, Can't tell his ankles, from the rest of his feet, He loves his old laughing lady, cause her taste is so sweet, But the laughing lady's loving ain't the kind he can keep, There's a fever on the freeway, blacks out tonight, There's a slipping on the stairway, that don't feel right, There's a rumbling in the bedroom, a flashing of light, There's the old laughing lady, everything is all right, There's the old laughing lady, everything is all right |
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from Whatever It Takes [ost] (2000)
i stopped to fill my car up the car felt good that day i didn't know where i was going but it felt good for a change a five and a pocket full of silver i paid the lady no change and then it started to piss down i started driving again and then i looked up and looked in the mirror behind me a man round forty in the back seat must have stepped in when i was empty so why's he sat there just waiting likely to smash my face in he had a bag full of money he said just drive me away i didn't know where i was going yet it felt good to be strange and still i look up and look in the mirror behind me curiosity is over he stepped down from the car he pulled a gun from his jacket said i was going to die it gives me so much satisfaction to watch you beg and cry well i just made up this story to get your attention makes me smile i never looked up or looked in the mirror behind me |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
Seven day holiday in the rain it's June.
At the time we were playin', ol' me and you. It didn't matter that the sky came down, I never really felt like going out. Seven days watching rain inside with you. Saturday, watched the game, you fried our food. Nothing busy, nothing easy but something you. It didn't matter that we couldn't eat out, my ship sank and my shoes were damp. Seven days hearing rain inside with you. There's always time to complain about the weather, season's change in a day just like each other, but we wait for Summer. Seven day holiday in the rain with you. Lie awake drinking Lady's all that's left to do. Not a sound but the rain on the pale blue roof. It didn't matter that we couldn't sleep out, I never really felt like sleeping rough. Seven day holiday drinking dry with you. There's always time to complain about the weather, season's change in a day just like each other, but we wait for Summer. Seven day holiday in the rain with you. Seven days holiday in the rain with you |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
I drive a truck, it carries money,
And everyday, I dream up my fantasies. Yesterday, I bought my beach house, A little place just off the coast of France. Everyday I think of money, Everyday I think of running. I love my truck, I love my family, Stuck in the back, the good life surrounds me. Could tie my right hand man, and put him some place, Then I?d ditch the truck, and buy a new face. Everyday I think of money, Everyday I think of something. It cant buy you love, cant give you soul, Can pick you up, can down you low. Can drag you out of the hole, You dug, yourself, out of again. Sat in a truck, it it carries convicts, My hands are bound to the seat by handcuffs, Tomorrow, I?ll maybe walk around the yard, Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment. Everyday I think of money, Everyday I miss my family |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
San Francisco Bay
past pier thirtynine Early PM can't remember what time Got the waiting cab stopped at the red light Address unsure of but it turned out just right It started straight off coming here is hell Thats his first words we asked what it meant He said Where you from we told him our lot When take a holiday is this what you want So Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Lie around all day have a drink to chase Yourself and tourists that's what I hate He said We're going wrong we've all become the same We dress the same way only our accents change So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Swim in the ocean that be my dish I drive around all day and kill processed fish It's all money gum no artists anymore Your only in it now to make more more more So Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
Wish I could lie in the sun.
The same things as anyone. Wish I could lie down there, with my feet high in the air. I'd have a drink in my hand, read words from a newspaper stand. Wish I could lie in the sun, wish I could fly like everyone. But you burn me up, you paint my skin in bad designs that ain't even in. My skin's crawling up the wall, into the the ocean I'd love to fall. I hear the sounds but they ain't the same as feeling them with you two feet away. There's always more worse of than me, suppose I'm lucky I can even see all the people that I'd like to be passing me by everyday in the street. But you burn me up, you paint my skin in bad designs that ain't even in. I got good lungs, I got a good heart, my mind is fit and my feet can walk. Here I am in the shade on the street, asking people for money to eat. What did I ever do to deserve this? Did I kill a child or something worse? What's the reason, baby make you feel how much more fortunate you are than me. |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
Maybe one thing, Maybe something, Maybe nothing, All I know is friend, it's nothing new. Maybe it's me, What is to be, Maybe lucky, All, I ask is where we're supposed to be. I give a lot, I take a lot, It's nothing new to me. Maybe you're grown, Am I so wrong, How longs too long, All I want is stuff to be happy. Maybe moving, Always proving, Am I losing, All that's meant to be, that's meant to be. You hear a lot, You told a lot, It's nothing new to me. Maybe laughing, Something lacking, Always sometimes, All I hear is how, it's meant to be. Maybe learning, Always searching, Am I asking things, I'd l know too soon, I'd l know too soon. We talk a lot, Don't do a lot, It's nothing new to me. I give a lot, I take a lot, It's nothing new to me.
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
You line 'em up, forgot your shoes
Your own name's on your wall, and you should have known You fly around in planes that bring you down To meet me, who loves you, let me crash into the ground Are you surrounded, you don't even know me Would you like to stone me? Mr. Writer... Why don't you tell it like it is Why don't you tell it like it really is Before you go on home I used to treat you right, give you my time But when I turn my back on you, then you do what you do You've just enough on my own view, education to perform I'd like to shoot you on And when you go home with you on your own What do you really do? Mr. Writer... Why don't you tell it like it is Why don't you tell it like it really is Before you go on home And when you go home with you on your own What do you even know? Mr. Writer... Why don't you tell it like it is Why don't you tell it like it really is Before you go on home Mr. Writer... Why don't you tell it like it really is Why don't you tell it like it always is Before you go on home Mr. Writer... Won't you tell it like it really is Why don't you tell it like it always is Before you go on home... |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
He asked me "so where have you been?"
Let me think now let me see. I was stood once where Hitler's feet stood when he made a speech in Nuremburg in '38 when he tried to build a perfect race, he said "black men ain't gonna run alongside our perfect sons." There's Dallas to the library, the place they ended Kennedy. I stood where Oswald took his shot, in my opinion there's a bigger plot. Costners back into the left, the picket fence, the better bet. Paris came and Summer went, the tunnel's now a flower bed. The famous turf to meet Geoff Hurst, vodka stops to quench my thirst. Golden gate stroke Alcatraz, the fat man failed to get us passed. Is Jimmy's corner in Raging Bull, De Niro's jokes and bottled pills. Elvis tales from Mr. Wood. Would any Richard Burton if you could? The tourists stare at tourist stops. One more picture, one more got. Now a top up for a change, it makes you think, it makes you sane. Talking more about yourself, there's a mirror to have a check. Cheques are always passing through, some depart but a lot come too. The restaraunt talk of pick your teeth. You bite your tongue or chew your meat. Sleep to drink or drink to sleep, one more week and we will meet. We talk of what we haven't done since we departed back a month. We argue while we have to shout. All in all, it's nice to be out |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
Standing on a rooftop,
Trying to clear my mind, I only came up to look, But now there?s such a crowd. I don?t feel that bad, Cant help but laugh, And they cry out, They say jump, and I say how high? I feel my body blowing, From every side to side, My mind cant help but knowing?br />What it feels like to fly. I don?t feel that bad, Cant help but laugh, And they cry out, They say jump, and I say how high? Say jump and I say I might. And they cry out, And they cry out, Say jump and I say I?ll try, Say jump and I say I?ll say goodbye, Say jump and I say how high? High, fly. Fly. I?m just standing, On the edge of, Something I should try to hide from. I don?t know much but I know something, I need to try and find me a way, Try I always come out fighting, I don?t feel I should deny me. Cant help knowing what is down there, Feels I should fly now for them, I?m fascinated, mis-educated, its reincarnation, Of my imagination, I?m far away, from here today, It?s where I?ll stay if I get my way, It?s lying awake, that makes me sane, But it makes me sick but I cant change again |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
I'd like to know what it's all about, what's out there.
Am I gonna get on in life, 'bout something. Will I get me a boy or a girl, or not either. Will I get what I want from this world, I'm a daydreamer. Then I watched the old couple dance, Step on my old size nines and I'll take you round. I'd like to know what you're all about, what's up there. Are you gonna get on in life, without a care. Will you get you a boy or a girl, or not either. Will you get what you want from this world, a daydreamer. Then I watched the old couple dance, Step on my old size nines and I'll take you round. I'd like to know what we're all about, what we all have done. Am I gonna get on in life, with someone. Think I'll get me a boy and a girl, or not either. Will I get what I want from this world, a daydreamer. Then I watched the old couple dance, Step on my old size nines and I'll take you round. |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
So it started with the immigration information bore
You gotta know Gambling floor, then to the S.T.U.D.I.O 4 You gotta go Now we're leaving, L.A.S Vegas two times Crazy horse to spent us dry Vietnam vet, taxi ride Crazy horse to spent us dry L.A.S Vegas two times So we parked at the ground floor, front door, car hire, room for four we gotta go Rambling slow to the L.A Marquis, all the imitation folk we gotta go Now we're leaving L.A.S Vegas two times Crazy horse to spent us dry Vietnam vet, Taxi ride Crazy horse to spent us dry L.A.S Vegas two times |
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from Stereophonics - Just Enough To Perform (2001)
I?d just like to say,
I remember the day, I first woke with you, Some days I have to admit, The way we happened to meet, Was strange, because it was new. I?m not drinking no more, Not drinking no less, Not sleeping at all, Never in the same bed, Undressed at the bar, Engraved bench in the park, We?d watch them fly Sundays. Fly, birds round my head again, Laughed at the words you sent, I pushed the boat back to you, I flew from the rain again, Killed you with what I said, You already knew. Not thinking no more, Not drinking no less, Not sleeping at all, Never in the same bed, Undressed at the bar, Engraved bench in the park, We?d watch them fly Sundays. They say if something should fly away, And it comes back to you again, Then it?s yours |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
Seven day holiday in the rain, it's June
At the time we were plain old me and you It didn't matter that the sky came down I never really felt like going out Seven days watching rain inside with you Saturday watched the game you fried our food Nothing busy nothing easy but something you It didn't matter that we couldn't eat out My ship sank and my shoes were damp Seven days hearing rain inside with you There's always time to complain about the weather Seasons change in a day just like each other But we wait for summer Seven day holiday in the rain with you Lie awake drinking late is all that's left to do Not a sound but the rain on the pale blue roof It didn't matter that we couldn't sleep out I never really felt like sleeping rough Seven day holiday drinking dry with you There's always time to complain about the weather Seasons change in a day just like each other But we wait for summer Seven day holiday in the rain with you Seven day holiday in the rain with you |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
The first time ever I saw your face,
I thought the sun rose in your eyes, And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave, To the dark and endless skies, The first time ever I kissed your mouth, I felt the earth move in my hands, Like the trembling heart of a captive bird, That was there at my command my love, The first time ever I lay with you, I felt your heart so close to mine, And I new our joy would fill the earth, And last 'till the end of time, The first time ever I saw your face, Your face, your face, your face. |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
Ever seen a blind man cross the road
trying to make the other side Ever seen a young girl growing old trying to make herself a bride So what becomes of you my love When they have finally stripped you of The handbags and the gladrags That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Once I was a young man and all I thought I had to do was smile You are still a young girl and you bought everything in style so once you think you're in you're out 'cause you don't mean a single thing without the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you Sing a song of six-pence for your sake And drink a bottle full of rye Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake them all in a pie They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy you They told me you missed school today So I suggest you just throw them all away the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy you |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
San Francisco Bay past pier thirtynine
Early PM can't remember what time Got the waiting cab, stopped at the red light Address unsure of, but it turned out just right It started straight off, "coming here is hell" Thats his first words we asked what it meant He said "Where you from" we told him our lot When ya' take a holiday is this what you want? Have a nice day Lie around all day have a drink to chase "Yourself and tourists, thats what I hate" He said "We're going wrong, we've all become the same We dress the same way only our accents change" So have a nice day "Swim in the ocean that be my dish I drive around all day and kill processed fish Its all money gum, no artists anymore Your only in it now to make more more more" |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
San Francisco Bay
Past pier thirty nine Early p.m. Can't remember what time Got the waiting cab Stopped at the red light Address, unsure of But it turned out just right It started straight off "Coming here is hell" That's his first words We asked what he meant He said " where ya' from?" We told him our lot "When ya' take a holiday Is this what you want?" So have a nice day Have a nice day (x3) Lie around all day Have a drink to chase "Yourself and tourists, yeah That's what I hate" He said "We're going wrong We've all become the same We dress the same ways Only our accents change So have a nice day Have a nice day (x3) Swim in the ocean That be my dish I drive around all day And kill processed fish It's all money gum No artists anymore You're only in it now To make more, more, more So have a nice day Have a nice day (x3) Have a nice day (x3) |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
I wanna live, I wanna give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold It's these expressions that never give Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old They keep me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old I've been to Hollywood, I've been to redwood I've crossed the ocean for a heart of gold I've been in my mind, its such a fine line, That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old It keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold, Keeps me searching and I'm growing old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold I've been a miner for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
How can I go forward when I don't know which way I'm facing?
How can I go forward when I don't know which way to turn? How can I go forward into something I'm not sure of? Woo, oh no, oh no, How can I have feelings when I don't know if it's a feeling? How can I feel something if I just don't know how to feel? How can I have feelings when my feelings have always been denied? Woo, oh no, oh no, You know life can be long, And you got to be so strong, And the world is so tough, Sometimes I feel I've had enough, How can I give love if I don't know what it is I'm giving? How can I give love when I just don't know how to give? How can I give love when love is something I ain't never had? Woo, oh no, oh no You know life can be long You've got to be so strong And the world she is tough Sometimes I feel I've had enough How can we go forward when we don't know which way we're facing? How can we go forward when we don't know which way to turn? How can we go forward into something that we're not even sure of? Woo, oh no, oh no |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
He asked me 'So where have you been?'
Let me think now let me see I was stood once where Hitler's feet stood When he made a speech in Nuremburg in '38 When he tried to build the perfect race he said 'Black men ain't gonna run along side our perfect sons' There's Dallas to the library The place they ended Kennedy I stood were Oswald took his shot In my opinion there's a bigger plot Cost less back into the left, the picket fence, the better bet Paris came and summer went The tunnels now a flower bed. The famous turf that made Geoff Hurst The vodka stops to quench my thirst The Golden Gate stroke Alcatrez The fat man failed to get us passed Is Jimmy's corner in 'Raging Bull' De Niro's jokes and bottle pills Elvis tales from Mr Wood. Would any Richard Burton if you could The tourists stare at tourist stops One more picture one more got Another a top up for a change it makes you think, I makes you sane Talking more about yourself There's a mirror to have a check Checks are always passing through Some depart but a lot come too The restaurant talk of pick your teeth Bite your tongue oh chewy meat' Sleep or drink or drink to sleep One more week and we will meet We talk of what we haven't done Since we departed back a month We argue while we have to shout All in all it's nice to be out |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
Light the candle today,
I play piano okay, I'll play piano for you, Because I like what you do Take it or leave it, Take what you want, Take it or leave it And now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, And now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, again I'll play especially for you, Because I like you in blue, Some people like what you do, Others look badly on you Take it or leave it, Take what you want, Take it or leave it, And now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, And now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, again And now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, And now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, So now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, And now the time is over now, And it's only time for dreaming, again |
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from Stereophonics - Handbags And Gladrags/ Have A Nice Day [single, box] (2001)
Its just time for another
Dial me another one When we're leaving with the others Going home sweet home Surprised Someone Put my key into the front door Even quiet but i'm drunk When we're creeping up the old stairs Tripping over the one The one thats done *Now my head has started spinning Spinning round and round Could be your or the man in our bed Or it could be the wine Surprise Still time for another Could dial me another one. But we're leaving with the others Going home sweet home Surprise no one Dropped my keys into the river Singing louder than a drunk But i'm sleeping on the old stairs Staying up to the sun Down another one *Repeat Still time for another Dial me another one And we're leaving with the the others Going home sweet home Surprise no one |
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from Stereophonics - Have A Nice Day [single] (2001)
San Francisco Bay past pier thirtynine Early PM can't remember what time Got the waiting cab stopped at the red light Address unsure of but it turned out just right It started straight off coming here is hell Thats his first words we asked what it meant He said Where you from we told him our lot When take a holiday is this what you want So Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Lie around all day have a drink to chase Yourself and tourists that's what I hate He said We're going wrong we've all become the same We dress the same way only our accents change So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Swim in the ocean that be my dish I drive around all day and kill processed fish It's all money gum no artists anymore Your only in it now to make more more more So Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day |
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from Stereophonics - Have A Nice Day [single] (2001)
San Francisco Bay Past pier thirty nine
Early p.m.Can`t remember what time Got the waiting cab Stopped at the red light Address, unsure of But it turned out just right * * * It started straight off Coming here is hell That`s his first wordsWe asked what he meant He said where ya` from? We told him our lot When ya` take a holiday Is this what you want? * * * So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Lie around all day Have a drink to chase Yourself and tourists, yeah That`s what I hate He said We`re going wrong We`ve all become the same We dress the same ways Only our accents change So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day * * * Swim in the ocean That be my dish I drive around all day And kill processed fish It`s all money gum No artists anymore You`re only in it now To make more, more, more So have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day Have a nice day... Have a nice day..... |
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from Stereophonics - Have A Nice Day [single] (2001)
I want to live,
I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold. It's these expressions I never give That keep me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. I've been to Hollywood I've been to Redwood I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. Keep me searching for a heart of gold You keep me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old. I've been a miner for a heart of gold. |
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