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from The Avengers (어벤져) by Joel Mcneely [ost] (1998)
I am a man
I am what I am I am a man I am a man I do what I can I am alive I'm alive! I'm alive! Cause What You See is what you get Yeah my friend, we haven't started yet One small step for a man One giant leap for mankind You've gotta let it go You've gotta let it be No, you cannot hide from the devil in me You've gotta let it go If you're gonna find Some kind of peace of mind I am a man I am what I am I am a man I am a strange I do what I can I am man I am a man Wouldn't be nothing without A-my woman I live and breathe I am what I am I am alive I'm alive! I'm alive! Cause What You See is what you get Yes my friend we haven't started yet One small step for a man One giant leap for mankind You've gotta let it go You've gotta let it be No you cannot hide from the devil in me Let it go You've gotta let it be You cannot hide from the devil in me If you're gonna find Some kind of peace of mind I am a man Ooh, I am what I am I am a man I am a man Oh, I do what I can I am alive I am a man Yep, I am what I am I am a man I am a man I do what I can I am alive I'm alive! I'm alive, alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh! I am a man I am what I am I am a man |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
Cecilia, you're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Cecilia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Come on home Making love in the afternoon With Cecilia up in my bedroom (making love) I got up to wash my face When I come back to bed someone's taken my place Cecilia, you're breaking my heart You're shaking my confidence daily Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees I'm begging you please to come home Come on home Hey, you should know you never treat me too right Should've come home you shouldn't stay out at night Think you never know you shouldn't treat me this way And you know I wouldn't stray Man, you should've known you could have give me everything Go down on your knee, you should've put on the ring Oh deny the rest, to me alone you should sing And you know I wouldn't stray, no way Jubilation, she loves me again I fall on the floor and I love it Oh, jubilation she love me again I fall on the floor and I love it Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
When I wake up early in the morning
I lift my head, I'm still yawning When I'm in the middle of a dream I stay in bed, float up stream (float up stream) Please don't wake me No, don't shake me Leave me where I am I'm only sleeping Everybody seems to think I'm lazy Well, I don't mind, I think they're crazy Running everywhere at such a speed Until they find there's no need (there's no need) Please don't spoil my day I'm miles away And after all I'm only sleeping Keeping an eye on the world going by my window You're taking my time Llying there and staring at the ceiling Waiting for a sleepy feeling Please don't spoil my day I'm miles away And after all I'm only sleeping Keeping an eye on the world going by my window Taking my time When I wake up early in the morning I lift my head, I'm still yawning When I'm in the middle of a dream I stay in bed, float up stream (float up stream) Please don't wake me No, don't shake me Leave me where I am I'm only sleeping Please don't wake me No, don't shake me Leave me where I am I'm only sleeping No no no, please don't wake me No, don't shake me Leave me where I am I'm only sleeping No no no no No no no no I'm only sleeping No no no no No no no no I'm only sleeping No no no no No no no no I'm only sleeping No no no no No no no no I'm only sleeping No no no no No no no no I'm only sleeping ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By LENNON, JOHN WINSTON / MCCARTNEY, PAUL JAMES <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC</i> |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
Sing up tourists, sing
There's a great crowd of tourists and they're coming down the street Pleased as punch with brand new Doctor Marten's on their feet Past stalls with leather jackets, old bric-a-brac Indian sunglasses or a Chinese bobble hat Tramps stare in the window of the local butcher's shop Like a pack of wild dogs they'd run off with the lot In Primrose Hill, an angry man his hair standing on end Shouts and rants in the ear of his imaginary friend In Camden Town I'll meet you by the underground In Camden Town we'll walk there as the sun goes down In Camden Town In Camden Town you can do anything you want to A drunken busker hits the pavement, sending hot-dogs in the air Towards a broken down bus full of people going nowhere A string of Irish pubs as far as you can see Greek, Indian, Chinese or would you like a cup of tea? There's tapas, fracas, alcohol, tobaccos Bongs, bongo bingo, Portuguese maracas There's reggae in the jeggae, music everywhere Every kind of song and dance, madness in the air In Camden Town I'll meet you by the underground In Camden Town we'll walk there as the sun goes down In Camden Town The tourists sing Ooooh, they sing Ooooh, sing up Ooooh And what's my name in invisible game? The two fat Americans interrupt their stay They put down their bags, they were clamped and towed away There's Turksh cakes, designer fakes, fathers dressed as nuns Every kind of music here, the night has just begun In Camden Town I'll meet you by the underground In Camden Town we'll walk there as the sun goes down In Camden Town In Camden Town you can do anything you want to do In Camden Town In Camden Town In Camden Town In Camden Town ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MCPHERSON,GRAHAM/BARSON,MICHAEL <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
Oh, don't you see, there's just one way
There's just one second, there's just one day Right before your very eyes This very moment is coming alive Yes, they're playing the tune of the Madman's song It's not quite right and it's not quite wrong It's not in tune, but that's quite alright You can go on all day, you can go on all night They seem to be saying whatever they please Unrepeatable things with unthinkable ease They're saying the first thing that comes in their mind I've never seen anything at all of its kind At all of its kind We've lost track of time, yes, we're moving like one Colour's getting brighter than the sun There's not much space, but the moving is free There's not much time and still it's so much to see Cause yes, they're playing the tune of the Madman's song It's not too short and it's not too long It's not in tune, but that's quite alright You can go on all day, you can go on all night There was no beginning there can be no end We're moving like crazy, again and again There's something unreal in the way that we move I'm losing my balance, I can't find my shoe The music is turning around and around The walls are all spinning, I can't see the ground I'm floating through space up in the air Up on the ceiling, I'm everywhere One, two, four? Five, seven, eight Eight and half, nine They seem to be saying whatever they please Unrepeatable things with unthinkable ease They're saying the first thing that comes in their mind I've never seen anything at all of its kind At all of its kind I'll be thinking of you They're playing the tune of the Madman's song It's not too right and it's not too short It's not too short, it's not too long It's not quite right, it's not quite wrong This is right before your very eyes This very moment is coming alive |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
The rain falls on my head
Runs down my collar, cold as lead The time on my hands Slips through my fingers like sand What if the bus don't stop What if the bus don't come Then we'll walk Then we'll run Huge posters of smiling faces Staring blankly in the heat That leave me cold On the sunny side of the street And holding up the corners Mad souls of rag and bone Castles of cold night air Soft beds of paving stone Cause I feel haunted I feel haunted Truly truly haunted The wind blows in my ear Ooh ooh, this time of year The rain falls on my head Runs down my collar, cold as lead The time on my hands Slips through my fingers like sand We'll take your car But if it' too much fuss We won't wait, we'll take the bus What if the bus don't stop What if the bus don't come Then we'll walk Then we'll run Cause I feel haunted I feel haunted Truly truly haunted |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
Finally the car is packed
We're on our way Down to the south east coast On our holiday The kids are rowing in the back About who's coat flew off the roof rack We're on our way We're off on holiday Hey hey We're off on holiday Hey hey Some seek enlightenment On the hippy trail The Great Wall of China The Head of Kinsale I'm just as happy with a pot of tea In a rotten little beach hut by the sea We're on our way We're off on holiday Hey Hey We're off on holiday Hey Hey Now we're away We're not coming back Stick your bills and phone calls And give me the sack We're on our way It's only a small place It's often cold and grey The beach is made of pebbles Not many people come this way But when the temperature's climbing And the sun is shining We're on our way We're off on holiday Hey Hey We're off on holiday Hey Hey We're off on holiday We're on our way Hey Hey We're off on holiday Hey Hey Now look today Hey Hey Hey Hey Holiday Holiday Holiday Holiday Holiday Holiday |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
Look, here she comes
She walks alone Round the Brighton streets She roams And though every man Knows her by name No one knows From whence or where she came Yeah The world is too tight To hold her down So, it just follows her around Unconciously, they look and they stare She doesn't notice She doesn't care Yeah Green eyes and red hair A smile that takes her anywhere Green eyes and red hair Yeah While western wall Curved Brighton facade The sun beat down the promenade Look, here she comes She walks alone Round the Brighton streets She roams Green eyes and red hair yeah Green eyes and red hair A smile that takes her anywhere Green eyes and red hair yeah She sings "tra la la la..." |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
Well, here it comes the one you find
Sitting here on your own with nothing on your mind So here it comes the one you meet Strolling down the avenue with nothing on your feet So it here it is on flash of light Burning bright through the night So take your time make it shine Just this moment of perfection No reason, no rhyme Here it is so make it last On your marks, here we go Not too quick or too fast I'm speaking to you in the language of flowers Fresh fruit for hours and hours Down the stairs in the hallway So much right now, so much things to say Somewhere down the crazy river Me and you, and a dog name Blue So shake my bones my old boots From tiny seeds in the earth grow tiny roots One small step, yep, one giant leap Oh planting what you plant carefully 'Cause what you sow is what you reap I'm speaking to you in the language of flowers Fresh fruit for hours and hours Down the stairs in the hallway Where I would once darken your doorway So here it comes, one flash of light Burning brightly right through the night So take your time, we'll make it mine All of the time |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
Oh greedy alcohol, you take me
Parade me around these grubby streets Shake me The joy you seem to take Turning me into a fake Like a plastic cherry on a cardboard plate So, rollout the barrel, tonight I've had my fill I've emptied both my pockets in the barmaids till Mouths hanging sideways, open out into the street Cigarettes, matches, un-coordinated feet There's door fulls of winos in the Learing London light And for the crouds of sightseers I make quite a sight Reeling sideways downwards Take a picture of me Of all the tourist sights I'm a sight to see It's clear, it's clear as mud It's in, it's in my blood I come from a long line Whose only fear is closing time Alcohol! Nnnno more alcohol, oh Nnnno more alcohol, yeah yeah No more alcohol On and for the fifth time tonite You are sliding down But you won't stop there You start falling through the ground Will he make it, ha But he's up, hey hey, he's Cassius Clay Throwing rights and lefts They're coming everyway Mistaking lamposts for boys and girls Yeah, single handedly, taking on the world It's clear, it's clear as mud It's in, it's in my blood I come from a long line Whose only fear is closing time It's clear, it's clear as mud It's in, it's in my blood I come from a long line Whose only fear is closing T-I-I-I-IME (Oh greedy alcohol, you've taken the lot We were having such a good time You don't know when to stop) (No) no more alcohol (Rum, Pernod, Pink Gin, He'll drink anything So long as his troubles disappear) Same again, Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol Would you like to dance? Yeah I'm only here for the beer |
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from Suggs - The Lone Ranger (1995)
When she left, I said take everything, everything that's yours
And in the space of only half an hour, the entire room was bare Even the flowers from the flower box (are not there) But I could live with no regrets, alone In this empty room I wouldn't ask for anything Or take back what you took If I could only take back everything I said I remember everything the way she looked at me The things I couldn't say, my feelings so unclear, the empty silence here The sun was shining bright, the day she went away Now she's gone It's been a year and seven weeks since she went away Even though I haven't seen her since It could still be yesterday Even though I haven't seen her since she went away Now she's gone And it's too late to say the words I meant to Now she's gone And I will never have the chance To tell her To change her mind Now she's gone |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
I am a man
I am what I am I am a man I am a man I do what I can I am alive I'm alive! I'm alive! Cause What You See is what you get Yeah my friend, we haven't started yet One small step for a man One giant leap for mankind You've gotta let it go You've gotta let it be No, you cannot hide from the devil in me You've gotta let it go If you're gonna find Some kind of peace of mind I am a man I am what I am I am a man I am a strange I do what I can I am man I am a man Wouldn't be nothing without A-my woman I live and breathe I am what I am I am alive I'm alive! I'm alive! Cause What You See is what you get Yes my friend we haven't started yet One small step for a man One giant leap for mankind You've gotta let it go You've gotta let it be No you cannot hide from the devil in me Let it go You've gotta let it be You cannot hide from the devil in me If you're gonna find Some kind of peace of mind I am a man Ooh, I am what I am I am a man I am a man Oh, I do what I can I am alive I am a man Yep, I am what I am I am a man I am a man I do what I can I am alive I'm alive! I'm alive, alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh! I am a man I am what I am I am a man |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
Sometimes alone I feel so strange
Like every little thing's just out of range Breathing in the cold night air It's four am, there's no one there The rain is falling on my head Running down my back as cold as lead Then I fall off the night bus going home I'm stumbling, staggering alone Just like a tomcat in the rain Under the moon we're all the same Dirty old river rolling by Black taxi rain falls driven When I was younger I didn't need no one Those days are long gone So tired of being alone, out there on my own Call me back, ask me to stay Yeah, I'm so tired of being used In the street, dazed and confused Let me in, yeah, and ask me to stay Sometimes alone I feel so strange Like every little thing's just out of range Breathing in the cold blue air It's four am there's no one there The time I have left on my hands Is slipping through my fingers like sand Like sand When I was younger, it seems so long ago It didn't need no one I don't know Why I sometimes get so low I don't know Why I sometimes get so low Let's stay together |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
Straight Banana
I ain't never ever seen such a straight banana One man's ceiling is another man's floor Someone help me find this door It's not where it was before I should know I'm not too sure If that's just the way it goes Permission to come aboard your boat I've got a rusty nine bob note If I ever fall from grace I know you will take my place Cause that's just the way it goes I'm sorry we can't stay too long ashore We've really gotta go Straight banana We'll sail together Through stormy weather We'll sail off together Now I'm recognising people I've never met Will I ever pay back this enormous debt No questions asked, no deeds returned Faded photos that wouldn't burn That's just the way it goes Lovely cherry red victoriana I've never seen such a straight banana Look me up oh look me down Take my hand I'll show you 'roung All the places that I know |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
People look through him like he just isn't there
Looking so busy but he's going nowhere Just like the pigeons in Trafalgar Square He disappears in the air Blowing along the streets of this lucky town Just like an old paper bag that never comes down Underneath the arches he dreams his dreams away Of laughter and love You can't see him at all Can't see him at all Can't see him at all The invisible man strikes again But I don't know his name Life can be so cruel To a lost and lonely old fool The invisible man The king of the road and the lord of the rain Master of everything that's gone down the drain Noble indifference, an abstracted air In the wind and the rain You can't see him at all Can't see him at all Can't see him at all The invisible man strikes again But I don't know his name Life can be so cruel To a lost and lonely old fool The invisible man He comes, he goes He smiles because he knows About you, about me What it is to be free He ducks, he dives He's had more than nine lives He's here, he's there Depending how the wind blows The invisible man strikes again But I don't know his name Life can be so cruel When you're a lost and lonely old fool The invisible man |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
I'll meet in the French House, we'll bump into my mum
She'll be wearing orange kaftan, his flys will be undone We're driking pink champagne, although it's going through the roof And we'll scatter words to and fro across the truth That we're all as sad as sadness, we're all as high as kites On our way to madness, on a Soho ladies night We'll sing songs of longing, I'll smoke a huge cigar I'll take you in my arms and sing Moving away from the French House like a drunken steam train Red light, blue light, orange light, green Down the middle of the street with an abstracted air Wearing perfume du carbon monoxide Past doors full of winos in the learing London lights On our way to Madame Jo Jo's on a Soho ladies night Now we've come this far there's no going back Take me in your arms and sing No one can stop my birds from singing, no one can stop my bells from ringing No one can keep the scenes from shifting, no one can stop my sand from drifting No one can stop my boat from rocking, no can make the scenes less shocking No one can keep the world from spinning, take me in your arms and sing No one can stop my birds from singing, no one can stop my bells from ringing No one can keep the scenes from shifting, no one can stop my sand from drifting No one can stop my boat from rocking, no can make the scenes less shocking No one can keep the world from spinning, no one can stop this girl from singing |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
Here's the simple story of a boy
Who didn't know how to enjoy his life Too busy running down the street Running just following his feet As a younger bristling boy Bursting through the world Night time obsessions Like all the boys and girls Twisting turn of left and right Body soul and mind Searching through dry autumn leaves For things he cannot find Oh girl, you've got me in a whirl Oh girl, girl, you've got me in a whirl Who started hanging round with plastic faces Who started hanging round in unromantic places Who pretty soon thought he'd really lost his mind And when it's gone it's pretty hard to find Oh girl, you've got me in a whirl Oh girl, girl, you've got me in a whirl Falling right out of the sky Never thought you could get so high Nothing is as it seems, to the girl, to the girl with the dream To the girl with the dream Oh girl, you've got me in a whirl Oh girl, girl, you've got me in a whirl Oh girl, oh girl, you've got me in a whirl |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
There's people in here with faces like fish
People what never leave Some of them are funny, they'll spend all your money My friend there'll be no reprieve A night so cold and black, never coming back Fell in the river, fell in the river Well in a ball of flame one eyed jack fell down Beside the space invaders Amongst that night in Chinatown Machette weilding raiders A night so cold and black, I'm never coming back Fell in the river, fell in the river Ladies and gentlemen, oh I'm so glad that you could come too The greatest show on earth, yes it's a vicious cabaret You've all got your part to play The greatest show on earth, yes it's a lovely sunny day You've all got your part to play The lights go down on this lucky town Yes, it's living for the city The stars come out in the their twinkling lights Hey this place almost looks pretty A night so cold and black, never coming back Fell in the river Ladies and gentlemen Oh, I'm so glad that you could come to The greatest show on earth, it's a vicious cabaret You've all got your part to play The greatest show on earth, it's a lovely sunny day You've all got your part to play |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
Pushing his pen across the page
To nowhere in particular He's dreaming of his holidays His stomach's perpendicular He tried to keep his keep fit interest But the summer's nearly here The only exercise he really gets is when he's lifting beer Our man is feeling rather wonderful Lying somewhere comfortable His feet up in the air...oh Our man is sipping drinks incredible Eating all that's edible He hasn't got a care His day's spent pushing money round But he's not got a lot of his own His wife lives on the other side of town And all his kids are fully grown Would the enormous coporation Lose much more than it's pride? If he was to take an early pension With a little on the side Our man is feeling rather wonderful Lying somewhere comfortable A-bathing on his yacht...oh Our man is drinking drinks exotica Dreaming of Uttoxeter I think not He's fanning himself with fivers And drinking blue lagoons He's watching erotic scuba divers While the band plays calypso tunes Our man is feeling rather wonderful Lying somewhere comfortable His feet up in the air...oh And he smiles because there's no Extradition there...oh Our man is feeling rather wonderful |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
To burst into the land of dreams
Push me down those blue moon beams Among you and not, it seems, on drifting sand I'd woken up but only half awake Where my aching bones won't say Always there but never stay, on drifting sand Wake me, shake me, tell me I'm alive Take it easy give me no surprise Among you adn not it seems on drifting sand I'll be a raggedy king with a rusty crown My queen Cleopatra when the sun goes down Always there but never stay on drifting sand We'll burst right through the land of dreams Scattering those cold, cold blue moonbeams Always there but never stay on drifting sands Shadows on the ceiling, rocks in my bed The moon on my shoulder, stars in my head Find me a hat, I'll talk through it, lend me your ear I'll talk to it Show me the door I'll walk through it, to the land of drifting sand Wake me, shake me, tell me I'm alive Rock me gently give me no surprise Among you and we're not it seems on drifting sand |
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from Suggs - The Three Pyramids Club (1998)
Three neon pyramids above the door
The sign says closed it depends who for On the tables in the their brown suede shoes While the band plays the rhythm of a mutant blues Undergroud oasis blue lagoon Dancing the slowly slow beneath a 40 watt moon Can you do the slowly slow When your head won't start and your legs won't go Shuffling round on their brown suede feet While the band start blowing and turning up the heat Feeling alright, feeling alright Just another quiet Saturday night Well in comes the guy with the metal head Drinks are served and filled with dread Up come the lady with the big pink hair Buy him a drink and pull him up a chair If you don't fit in you fit in here Says the lady with the candyfloss hair The loudmouthed guy in the Turkish fez No one listens to a word he says Except the man with the metal head Who stands up slowly eyes full of hatred The end up rolling in the sand Into the plastic palm trees around the band The air is filled with flying chairs And the screams of the lady with the big pink hair The band plays on in a higher key To get above the noise of the revelry Feeling alright, feeling alright Just another quiet Saturday night If you don't fit in you fit in here If you don't fit in you fit in here If you don't fit in you fit in here |
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