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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world History lives on the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives on in your front room The poor still weak the rich still rule History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives in the books at home No weak men in the books at home History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
Trapped in heaven life style (locked in Long Kesh)
New looking out for pleasure (H-block torture) It's at the end of the rainbow (White noise in) The happy ever after (a white room) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow Dig at the root of the problem (Fly the flag on foreign soil) It breaks your new dreams daily (H-block Long Kesh) Fathers contradictions (Censor six counties news) And breaks your new dreams daily (each day more deaths) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow White noise in a white room White noise in a white room White noise in a white room White noise in a white room Trapped in heaven life style (locked in Long Kesh) New looking out for pleasure (H-block torture) It's at the end of the rainbow (White noise in) The happy ever after (a white room) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow Dig at the root of the problem (Fly the flag on foreign soil) It breaks your new dreams daily (H-block Long Kesh) Fathers contradictions (Censor six counties news) And breaks your new dreams daily (each day more deaths) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow There may be oil (Now looking out for pleasure) Under Rockall (It's at the end of the rainbow) There may be oil (The happy ever after) Under Rockall (It's corked up with the ether) There may be oil (It's corked up with the ether) Under Rockall (It's corked up with the ether) There may be oil |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell out, maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Coercion of the senses We are not so gullible Our great expectations A future for the good Fornication makes you happy No escape from society Natural is not in it Your relations are of power We all have good intentions But all with strings attached Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell outs [? out ?] maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world History lives on the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives on in your front room The poor still weak the rich still rule History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives in the books at home No weak men in the books at home History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
The change will do you good
I always knew it would Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The sins of the flesh Are simply sins of lust Sweat? running down your back Sweat? running down your neck Heated couplings in the sun (or is that untrue) Colder couplings in the night (never saw your body) Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good Damaged goods Send ?m back I can? work, I can? have tea Send me back Open the till Give me the change you said would do me good Refund the cost You said you?e cheap but you?e so smart Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good I? kissing you goodbye |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
Head away from the years
You're on the price list Head away from the years You're on the price list Head away from the years You're on the price list Everything will stop your new changing The grid will be filled Go to Scotland no obligation We'll send you an invitation We'll send you an inside shower We'll send you an inside shower It's on the market You're on the price list It's on the market You're on the price list It's on the market You're on the price list In the spring who can say? Please send me evenings and weekends Shared by with the weeks Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
All this talk of blood and iron
Is the cause of all my shaking All this talk of blood and iron Is the cause of all my shaking All this talk of blood and iron Is the cause of all my shaking All this talk of blood and iron It's the cause of all my shaking The fatherland's no place to die for It makes me want to run out shaking I hear some talk of guns and butter That's something we can do without If men are only blood and iron O Doktor Doktor, what's in my shirt? Just keep quiet, no room for doubt I'm hearing talk of joy in labour I'll tell you this you can leave me out The motherland's no place to cry for I want some sand to hide my head in I'm hearing talk of strength in labour That's something I can do without If I'm only blood and iron O Doktor Doktor, what's in my shirt Just keep quiet, no room for doubt All this talk of blood and iron It's the cause of all my shaking The fatherland's no place to cry for It makes me want to run out shouting I hear some talk of guns and butter That's something I can do without If men are only blood and iron O Doktor Doktor, what's in my shirt? Just keep quiet, no room for doubt |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
Aim for the body rare, you'll see it on TV
The worst thing in 1954 was the Bikini See the girl on the TV dressed in a Bikini She doesn't think so but she's dressed for the H-Bomb (For the H-Bomb) I found that essence rare, it's what I looked for I knew I'd get what I asked for Aim for the country fair you read it in the papers The worst happens any week a scandal on the front page See the happy pair smiling close like they are monkeys They wouldn't think so but they're holding themselves down (Hold themselves down) I found that essence rare, it's what I looked for I knew I'd get what I asked for I found that essence rare, it's what I looked for I knew I'd get what I asked for Aim for politicians fair who'll treat your vote hope well The last thing they'll ever do act in your interest Look at the world through your polaroid glasses Things'll look a whole lot better for the working classes (Working classes) I found that essence rare, it's what I looked for I knew I'd get what I asked for I found that essence rare, it's what I looked for I knew I'd get what I asked for |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
Look through the window
Look through the window Look through the window I'm looking through a pane of glass Look through the window (and what do you see?) Look through the window (and what do you see?) Look through the window (and what do you see?) I'm looking through a pane of glass I'm so restless I'm so restless I'm so restless We talk about this and we talk about that I'm so restless (I'm bored as a cat) I'm so restless (I'm bored as a cat) I'm so restless (I'm bored as a cat) We talk about this and we talk about that Light myself Light myself Light myself Nicotine really goes to my head Light myself (up a cigarette) Light myself (up a cigarette) Light myself (up a cigarette) Nicotine really goes to my head If you're feeling all in take some asprin If you feel in a mess put your head on a head rest Your back on a back rest, foot on a foot rest Or your arm on an arm rest or your leg on a leg rest Your back on a back rest, if you feel in a real mess When you're feeling all in take some asprin Or some paracetamol Always thought life should be so easy It seems that I have misunderstood Nothing I do can seem to please me What I say don't sound so good I always thought I always thought I always thought It seems that I have misunderstood |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
The same again
Another disagreement You dreamed of scenes Like you read of in magazines A new romance Invented in the bedroom Is this so private Our struggle in the bedroom Is this really the way it is Or a contract in our mutual interest The same again Another disappointment We couldn't perform In the way the other wanted These social dreams Put in practise in the bedroom Is this so private Our struggle in the bedroom Is this really the way it is Or a contract in our mutual interest Our bodies make us worry Our bodies make us worry Our bodies make us worry Our bodies make us worry Is this really the way it is Or a contract in our mutual interest Is this really the way it is Or a contract in our mutual interest |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
At home he feels like a tourist
At home he feels like a tourist He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cover all the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket At home she's looking for interest At home she's looking for interest She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cob off And the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket Two steps forward (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) Small step for him (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) At home she feels like a tourist At home she feels like a tourist She fills her head with culture She gives herself an ulcer Why make yourself so anxious You give yourself an ulcer |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
How can I sit and eat my tea,
with all that blood flowing from the television. At a quarter to six, I watch the news, Eating, eating all my food As I sit watching the red spot In the egg which looks like All the blood you don't see on the television. Still body now, no movement yet Five men lie die flat on their backs Were they born to lie in state Defend the ever stagnate great? Down on the street assassinate All of them look so desperate Declared blood war on the bourgeois state Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen The corpse is a new personality Ionic charge gives immortality The corpse is a new personality Down on the street assassinate All of them look so desperate Declared blood war on the bourgeois state Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen The corpse is a new personality Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen The corpse is a new personality Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen The corpse is a new personality Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen The corpse is a new personality Watch new blood on the 18 inch screen The corpse is a new personality Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Guerilla war struggle is a new entertainment Down on the street assassinate All of them look so desperate Declared blood war on the bourgeois state |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
Keeping up nostalgic
Want to own tomorrow Discipline is his passion Now is enough Outside the trains don't run on time He believes it's not coincidence He thinks the blood will run them down Hold it's no castle It's once it's white to run and fetch Order his obsession order order Discipline is his passion Now the stench is done Order his obsession Now the stench is done Outside the trains don't run on time He believes it's not coincidence He thinks the blood will run them down Hold it's no castle It's once it's white to run and fetch Order his obsession The trains don't run on time The scoundrel discipline is his passion Now stench is done Outside the trains don't run on time |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
The family's head gives orders
In the end, what he says goes This system's well constructed She owes him all she gets The army has it's uses In times of civil crisis 'Allo boys! Seen any action? Hey boys, seen any.. action? Bond together with your mate Against the common enemy The Private's not born that way The Private's not born that way Guns take up all his time With no job he'd be in a mess Wanted action, gets some in She pays him back in the bedroom One step down from her leader Obeys, or is punished Like he obeys his bosses |
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from Gang Of Four - Entertainment (2003)
Items daily press views to suppress
Subject story on the front page suffering from suffrage Title unsung heroine of Britain position to attain Housewife heroines addicts to their homes It's her factory it's her duty it's her factory Paternalist journalist He gives them sympathy because they're not men Scrubbing floors they're close to the earth In a man's world they're not men In a man's world because they're not men x4 In a man's world in a man's world A little of a lot keeps them happy Avoid the answers but keep them snappy That's all |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
The change will do you good
I always knew it would Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The sins of the flesh Are simply sins of lust Sweat? running down your back Sweat? running down your neck Heated couplings in the sun (or is that untrue) Colder couplings in the night (never saw your body) Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good Damaged goods Send ?m back I can? work, I can? have tea Send me back Open the till Give me the change you said would do me good Refund the cost You said you?e cheap but you?e so smart Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good I? kissing you goodbye |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world History lives on the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives on in your front room The poor still weak the rich still rule History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives in the books at home No weak men in the books at home History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
Head away from the years
You're on the price list Head away from the years You're on the price list Head away from the years You're on the price list Everything will stop your new changing The grid will be filled Go to Scotland no obligation We'll send you an invitation We'll send you an inside shower We'll send you an inside shower It's on the market You're on the price list It's on the market You're on the price list It's on the market You're on the price list In the spring who can say? Please send me evenings and weekends Shared by with the weeks Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends Please send me evenings and weekends |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
Items daily press views to suppress
Subject story on the front page suffering from suffrage Title unsung heroine of Britain position to attain Housewife heroines addicts to their homes It's her factory it's her duty it's her factory Paternalist journalist He gives them sympathy because they're not men Scrubbing floors they're close to the earth In a man's world they're not men In a man's world because they're not men x4 In a man's world in a man's world A little of a lot keeps them happy Avoid the answers but keep them snappy That's all |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks well there's no charge
In this land right now some are insane a million charge To hell with poverty we'll get drunk on cheap wine To hell with poverty the check will arrive we'll turn the boast again To hell with poverty the check will arrive we'll turn to boast again In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks and there's no charge In this land right now some are insane a million charge To hell with poverty we'll get drunk on cheap wine To hell with poverty |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
The moment I was born I opened my eyes
I reached out for my credit card I know I never did my own suit Capital it fails us now come and let us seize the time [Repeat x2] On the first day of my life I opened my eyes Guess where with superstars surrounded by luxury-eagers I need a prison I need a hot fire No credit no goods Come on back I say They say we're bankrupt Capital it fails us now come and let us seize the time x2 Capital it fails us now Oh no! I left it in my other suit! One day all will be living on credit Bankrupt I'm still in credit just One day all men are living on credit ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GILL <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from Gang Of Four - A Brief History Of The Twentieth Century (2004)
Everybody is in too many pieces
No-man's land surrounds our desires To crack the shell we mix with others Some lie in the arms of lovers The city is the place to be With no money you go crazy I need an occupation! You have to pay for satisfaction We live as we dream, alone To crack the shell we mix with the others Some flirt with fascism Some lie in the arms of lovers We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x5] Everybody is in too many pieces No-man's-land surrounds me! With no money we'll all go crazy (we apologize) Man and woman need to work It helps us define ourselves We were not born in isolation But sometimes it seems that way We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x5] We live as we dream, alone The space between our work and its product Some fall into fatalism As if it started this way We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x3] We live as we dream, alone (We live as we dream, alone) We live as we dream, alone (We were not born in isolation) We live as we dream, alone (But sometimes it seems that way) (The space between our work and its product) We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone (As if it always must be this way) We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone (With no money we'll all go crazy) |
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Everybody is in too many pieces
No-man's land surrounds our desires To crack the shell we mix with others Some lie in the arms of lovers The city is the place to be With no money you go crazy I need an occupation! You have to pay for satisfaction We live as we dream, alone To crack the shell we mix with the others Some flirt with fascism Some lie in the arms of lovers We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x5] Everybody is in too many pieces No-man's-land surrounds me! With no money we'll all go crazy (we apologize) Man and woman need to work It helps us define ourselves We were not born in isolation But sometimes it seems that way We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x5] We live as we dream, alone The space between our work and its product Some fall into fatalism As if it started this way We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x3] We live as we dream, alone (We live as we dream, alone) We live as we dream, alone (We were not born in isolation) We live as we dream, alone (But sometimes it seems that way) (The space between our work and its product) We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone (As if it always must be this way) We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone (With no money we'll all go crazy) |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks well there's no charge
In this land right now some are insane a million charge To hell with poverty we'll get drunk on cheap wine To hell with poverty the check will arrive we'll turn the boast again To hell with poverty the check will arrive we'll turn to boast again In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks and there's no charge In this land right now some are insane a million charge To hell with poverty we'll get drunk on cheap wine To hell with poverty |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
The change will do you good
I always knew it would Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The sins of the flesh Are simply sins of lust Sweat? running down your back Sweat? running down your neck Heated couplings in the sun (or is that untrue) Colder couplings in the night (never saw your body) Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good Damaged goods Send ?m back I can? work, I can? have tea Send me back Open the till Give me the change you said would do me good Refund the cost You said you?e cheap but you?e so smart Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good I? kissing you goodbye |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell out, maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Coercion of the senses We are not so gullible Our great expectations A future for the good Fornication makes you happy No escape from society Natural is not in it Your relations are of power We all have good intentions But all with strings attached Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell outs [? out ?] maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world History lives on the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives on in your front room The poor still weak the rich still rule History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives in the books at home No weak men in the books at home History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
People got their opinions
Where do they come from? Each day seems like a natural fact And what we think changes how we act People got opinions Where do they come from? Distant blood of ruvies Won't discover money come on Each day seems like a natural fact And what we think changes how we act So to change ideas Change is what we do Too much thinking makes me ill I think I'll have another gin A few more drinks it'll be alright Each day seems like a natural fact And what we think changes how we act Each day seems like a natural fact [Repeat: x4] ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By DAVID ALLEN/JONATHAN KING/ANDREW GILL/HUGO BURNHAM <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Trapped in heaven life style (locked in Long Kesh)
New looking out for pleasure (H-block torture) It's at the end of the rainbow (White noise in) The happy ever after (a white room) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow Dig at the root of the problem (Fly the flag on foreign soil) It breaks your new dreams daily (H-block Long Kesh) Fathers contradictions (Censor six counties news) And breaks your new dreams daily (each day more deaths) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow White noise in a white room White noise in a white room White noise in a white room White noise in a white room Trapped in heaven life style (locked in Long Kesh) New looking out for pleasure (H-block torture) It's at the end of the rainbow (White noise in) The happy ever after (a white room) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow Dig at the root of the problem (Fly the flag on foreign soil) It breaks your new dreams daily (H-block Long Kesh) Fathers contradictions (Censor six counties news) And breaks your new dreams daily (each day more deaths) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow There may be oil (Now looking out for pleasure) Under Rockall (It's at the end of the rainbow) There may be oil (The happy ever after) Under Rockall (It's corked up with the ether) There may be oil (It's corked up with the ether) Under Rockall (It's corked up with the ether) There may be oil |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
The moment I was born I opened my eyes
I reached out for my credit card I know I never did my own suit Capital it fails us now come and let us seize the time [Repeat x2] On the first day of my life I opened my eyes Guess where with superstars surrounded by luxury-eagers I need a prison I need a hot fire No credit no goods Come on back I say They say we're bankrupt Capital it fails us now come and let us seize the time x2 Capital it fails us now Oh no! I left it in my other suit! One day all will be living on credit Bankrupt I'm still in credit just One day all men are living on credit ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GILL <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Time with my girl I spent it well
I had to be strong for my woman (You must be joking, o man you must be joking) She needed to be protected The good life was so elusive Handouts, they got me down I had to regain my self-respect So I got into camouflage The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform [Repeat: x4] To have ambitions was my ambition But I had nothing to show for my dreams Time with my girl I spent it well (you must be joking, o man you must be joking) The good life was so elusive Handouts, they got me down I had to regain my confidence So I got into camouflage The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform [Repeat: x4] I need an order (shoot, shoot) I need an order (shoot, shoot) I need an order (shoot, shoot) I need an order (shoot, shoot) To have ambition Was my ambition Time with my girl I spent it well (you must be joking, o man you must be joking) The girls they love to see you shoot The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform I love a man in a uniform (they love to see you shoot) I love a man in a uniform The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform (they love a, they love a, they love a) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot (bang bang you're dead) I love a man in a uniform (they love a they love a they love a bang bang) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform (they love a they love a they love a bang bang) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot (bang bang you're dead) I love a man in a uniform (they love a they love a they love a bang bang) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot (bang bang you're dead) (they love a, they love a, they love a) (I love a man in a uniform) |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
At home he feels like a tourist
At home he feels like a tourist He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cover all the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket At home she's looking for interest At home she's looking for interest She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cob off And the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket Two steps forward (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) Small step for him (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) At home she feels like a tourist At home she feels like a tourist She fills her head with culture She gives herself an ulcer Why make yourself so anxious You give yourself an ulcer |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Everybody is in too many pieces
No-man's land surrounds our desires To crack the shell we mix with others Some lie in the arms of lovers The city is the place to be With no money you go crazy I need an occupation! You have to pay for satisfaction We live as we dream, alone To crack the shell we mix with the others Some flirt with fascism Some lie in the arms of lovers We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x5] Everybody is in too many pieces No-man's-land surrounds me! With no money we'll all go crazy (we apologize) Man and woman need to work It helps us define ourselves We were not born in isolation But sometimes it seems that way We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x5] We live as we dream, alone The space between our work and its product Some fall into fatalism As if it started this way We live as we dream, alone [Repeat: x3] We live as we dream, alone (We live as we dream, alone) We live as we dream, alone (We were not born in isolation) We live as we dream, alone (But sometimes it seems that way) (The space between our work and its product) We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone (As if it always must be this way) We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone We live as we dream, alone (With no money we'll all go crazy) |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell out, maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Coercion of the senses We are not so gullible Our great expectations A future for the good Fornication makes you happy No escape from society Natural is not in it Your relations are of power We all have good intentions But all with strings attached Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell outs [? out ?] maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Time with my girl I spent it well
I had to be strong for my woman (You must be joking, o man you must be joking) She needed to be protected The good life was so elusive Handouts, they got me down I had to regain my self-respect So I got into camouflage The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform [Repeat: x4] To have ambitions was my ambition But I had nothing to show for my dreams Time with my girl I spent it well (you must be joking, o man you must be joking) The good life was so elusive Handouts, they got me down I had to regain my confidence So I got into camouflage The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform [Repeat: x4] I need an order (shoot, shoot) I need an order (shoot, shoot) I need an order (shoot, shoot) I need an order (shoot, shoot) To have ambition Was my ambition Time with my girl I spent it well (you must be joking, o man you must be joking) The girls they love to see you shoot The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform I love a man in a uniform (they love to see you shoot) I love a man in a uniform The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform (they love a, they love a, they love a) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot (bang bang you're dead) I love a man in a uniform (they love a they love a they love a bang bang) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot I love a man in a uniform (they love a they love a they love a bang bang) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot (bang bang you're dead) I love a man in a uniform (they love a they love a they love a bang bang) (they love to see you shoot) The girls they love to see you shoot (bang bang you're dead) (they love a, they love a, they love a) (I love a man in a uniform) |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Trapped in heaven life style (locked in Long Kesh)
New looking out for pleasure (H-block torture) It's at the end of the rainbow (White noise in) The happy ever after (a white room) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow Dig at the root of the problem (Fly the flag on foreign soil) It breaks your new dreams daily (H-block Long Kesh) Fathers contradictions (Censor six counties news) And breaks your new dreams daily (each day more deaths) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow White noise in a white room White noise in a white room White noise in a white room White noise in a white room Trapped in heaven life style (locked in Long Kesh) New looking out for pleasure (H-block torture) It's at the end of the rainbow (White noise in) The happy ever after (a white room) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow Dig at the root of the problem (Fly the flag on foreign soil) It breaks your new dreams daily (H-block Long Kesh) Fathers contradictions (Censor six counties news) And breaks your new dreams daily (each day more deaths) Dirt behind the daydream Dirt behind the daydream The happy ever after Is at the end of the rainbow There may be oil (Now looking out for pleasure) Under Rockall (It's at the end of the rainbow) There may be oil (The happy ever after) Under Rockall (It's corked up with the ether) There may be oil (It's corked up with the ether) Under Rockall (It's corked up with the ether) There may be oil |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
At home he feels like a tourist
At home he feels like a tourist He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cover all the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket At home she's looking for interest At home she's looking for interest She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cob off And the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket Two steps forward (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) Small step for him (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) At home she feels like a tourist At home she feels like a tourist She fills her head with culture She gives herself an ulcer Why make yourself so anxious You give yourself an ulcer |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world History lives on the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives on in your front room The poor still weak the rich still rule History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men The past lives in the books at home No weak men in the books at home History lives in the books at home The books at home It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men It's not made by great men |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
The change will do you good
I always knew it would Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The sins of the flesh Are simply sins of lust Sweat? running down your back Sweat? running down your neck Heated couplings in the sun (or is that untrue) Colder couplings in the night (never saw your body) Your kiss so sweet Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good Damaged goods Send ?m back I can? work, I can? have tea Send me back Open the till Give me the change you said would do me good Refund the cost You said you?e cheap but you?e so smart Your sweat so sour Sometimes I? thinking that I love you But I know it? only lust The change will do you good I always knew it would You know the change will do you good You know the change will do you good I? kissing you goodbye |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
People got their opinions
Where do they come from? Each day seems like a natural fact And what we think changes how we act People got opinions Where do they come from? Distant blood of ruvies Won't discover money come on Each day seems like a natural fact And what we think changes how we act So to change ideas Change is what we do Too much thinking makes me ill I think I'll have another gin A few more drinks it'll be alright Each day seems like a natural fact And what we think changes how we act Each day seems like a natural fact [Repeat: x4] ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By DAVID ALLEN/JONATHAN KING/ANDREW GILL/HUGO BURNHAM <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell out, maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Coercion of the senses We are not so gullible Our great expectations A future for the good Fornication makes you happy No escape from society Natural is not in it Your relations are of power We all have good intentions But all with strings attached Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest Repackaged sex keeps your interest The problem of leisure What to do for pleasure Ideal love a new purchase A market of the senses Dream of the perfect life Economic circumstances The body is good business Sell outs [? out ?] maintain the interest Remember Lot's wife Renounce all sin and vice Dream of the perfect life This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine This heaven gives me migraine |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
At home he feels like a tourist
At home he feels like a tourist He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cover all the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket At home she's looking for interest At home she's looking for interest She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process She said she was ambitious So she accepts the process Down on the disco floor They make their profit From the things they sell To help you cob off And the rubbers you hide In your top left pocket Two steps forward (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) (Six steps back) Small step for him (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) (Big jump for me) At home she feels like a tourist At home she feels like a tourist She fills her head with culture She gives herself an ulcer Why make yourself so anxious You give yourself an ulcer |
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from Gang Of Four - Return The Gift (2005)
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.
What I've been saying won't say them again My head's not empty, it's full with my brain The thoughts I'm thinking Like piss down a drain And I feel like a beetle on its back And there's no way for me to get up Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind Only yesterday I said to myself The things I'm doing are not good For my health Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about, 'Cause most groups make most of their songs about falling in love Or how happy they are to be in love, You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time - It's because these groups think there's something very special about it Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has, You know to burst into song you have to be inspired And nothing inspires quite like love. These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love Or so they would have you believe anyway But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief That love is deep in everyone's personality. I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love, We just don't think that what goes on between two people Should be shrouded with mystery. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch Love'll get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch |
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from The Karate Kid (베스트 키드) [ost] (2010) | |||||
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from Marie Antoinette (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) (마리 앙투와네트) [ost] (2006) |