i'm torn, torn, torn, torn torn between thoughts i'm like a ghost ship i'm lost between shores i'm mostly still mostly yours and they're not shy songs abound and this fantasy brings you down so this advice you told me falls down the beautiful stone
i'm torn, torn i'm torn between songs some ones stick and some won't they're innocent tunes so leave them a thought for
and they're not shy those songs about you the times fly ... abound, oh i'm not shy and so
but if it's true that you reap what you sow i've got it coming, i'm told oh rake up the coals ... with the fools but the ... up their shins and they're touching their toes what judgment bared from anyone there? they say, there's a song that it says each
torn, torn, torn, torn i'm torn between thoughts like a ghost ship i'm lost between shores you can't see how i'm still yours
torn, torn i'm torn between thoughts like a ghost train lost between shores and i'm mostly i'm still yours
By, oh by, the way of an explanation Cast adrift of the shores of shotter's nation I had a lick, it caved my skull in like a brick Oh now, what use am I to anyone I'm fucked, forlorn, frozen beneath the summer Don't sing along or you'll get what I got
So, here comes a delivery Straight from the heart of my misery So comes a delivery straight from the heart to you
Yeah you, now you, now you, you finally left school Oh what on earth do you intend to do See if you can take the man go down town Where all, you skins and mods, you get together Make pretend it's 1969 forever Find a girl, have a drink, have a dance and play
This song might deliver me Straight from the harshness of misery It's the songs of delivery, straight from my heart to you Yes, here comes a delivery Straight from the heart of my misery And the song that delivers me, straight from my heart to you
So comes a delivery Straight from the heart of the misery Here comes a delivery Straight from the heart to you
I sit alone almost every night I watch those trains roll on by...out of sight I know it's not the same old strory it's new to me...I’d say so it's not the only way to be
work in town and nothing for free nothing left in this place for likes of me out I wish to god just wish that I
got no money in my pocket you see oh oh gimme no gimme no gimme no gimme no ah! no money in my pockets you see oh oh gimme no gimme no gimme no gimme no ah!
not the same old story it's new to me i would say so but the only way to be
I’m pipin’ almost every night I watch my dreams float by...out of sight I wish to god but I just been stabbed oh Alright George Deaver!
By, oh by, the way of an explanation Cast adrift of the shores of shotter's nation I had a lick, it caved my skull in like a brick Oh now, what use am I to anyone I'm fucked, forlorn, frozen beneath the summer Don't sing along or you'll get what I got
So, here comes a delivery Straight from the heart of my misery So comes a delivery straight from the heart to you
Yeah you, now you, now you, you finally left school Oh what on earth do you intend to do See if you can take the man go down town Where all, you skins and mods, you get together Make pretend it's 1969 forever Find a girl, have a drink, have a dance and play
This song might deliver me Straight from the harshness of misery It's the songs of delivery, straight from my heart to you Yes, here comes a delivery Straight from the heart of my misery And the song that delivers me, straight from my heart to you
So comes a delivery Straight from the heart of the misery Here comes a delivery Straight from the heart to you
Roll a four, roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise Like before you didn't mind Someone else washed up in paradise, everyday
What a nice day for a murder Yourself a killer but the only thing you're killing is your time There's nothing absurder than a burd' It's a burden to your heart, soul, body, spirit and mind
Don't look back at me like that, she won't take you back I said too much, been too unkind Get off your back, stop smoking that Change your life, just might change her mind, her mind
Roll a four, roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise All the fours to all the nines I lost my phone in paradise, pay as you go
What a nice day for a murder Say you're a killer, I think you're killing is time There's nothing absurder than a burd' It's a burden to your heart, soul, body, spirit and mind
Oh, don't look at me like that, she won't take you back Done too much, been too unkind Get up off your back, stop smoking that Change your life, think it'll change her mind
Don't look at me like that, she won't take you back Said too much, been too unkind Get up off your back, stop smoking that Change your life, just might change her mind
It's a Sedatiiiive, Ah he was my hero, Yes he was my everything, Every inch my hero, But then I had a hit.
(refrain) Oh, but what's it really like now, It's been a long, long time, Since I stepped outside and saw your morning sun now, Won't you take me, ah take me by the hand now, It's been a long long time since I stepped outside and saw your morning sun.
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Oh, but what's it really like now, It's been a long, long time, Since I stepped outside and saw your morning sun now, Won't you help me, ah help me crawl along now, It's been a long, long time since I stepped outside and saw your morning sun.
Break down I've got faith in you, Why would I do, All them stupid things I do, Just tell me you've got faith in me, 'Cause I've got faith in you.
You talk, you talk a good game Wish i could talk the same A song is just a game Im getting good at cheating at
You talk yes you talk a good game Won't you teach me the same Oh i'd love to explain, like showing your hand and all about Oh well i know, i know, i know, i know and so and so and so
So what i suppose it's got to
Oh well i never said it was clever I just like gettin leathered Looking for the light behind your eyes
You talk, you talk a good game Wish i could talk the same Writing songs' is just a game Im getting good at cheating at
Utah, remember Utah in the rain And those little red shoes and some kid with the blues Who gets right on your tits, you just grin and bear it
Oh well i know, i know, i know, i know its wrong and so and so and so So what i suppose it's got to
Oh but i never ever said it was clever I just like getting leathered And looking for the light the light behind your eyes
Bevan, he drops stones from heaven L O R D forever And the love, the love behind your eyes
You talk, you talk a good game You talk, you talk a good game You talk, you talk a good game You talk, you talk a good game
Well i never said it was clever I just like getting leathered looking for the light the light behind your eyes
Oh Bevan, he drops stones from heaven L O R D forever
He is stronger than the walls You tried to build around him To dumb or dumbfound him For 2000 years I waited for your call Screaming from the window Screaming bloody murder
The more that you follow me The more I get lost You think that you know me You're pissing me off Yeah, you said that you love me Why don't you fuck off? Anyone who think that you own me You're ripping me off
I messed my head and I messed my head How happy would I be To shine fire upon, everyone and no one I Messed my head and I messed my head How happy would I be To shine fire upon, everyone and no one
Wolfman and Bilo, on the run Wolfman said to Bilo "I'm calling it on" Bilo said to Blue Eyes "put your trousers back on"
He is stronger than the walls You tried to build around him To dumb and dumbfound him 2000 years I waited for the call Screaming from the windows Screaming bloody murder
I'm half dead, I'm the third alive A quarter ticking over on the middle by the side of the road Don't get surrounded by people you hate They'll choke you out the house Down the path and out the garden gate
Ooh, I'll ever, never, not once when we're together One gun punks on vogue at the side with the bands And the vans and the gangs and the clan With the monkey man high with a little girl at his side
What is it that you're doing to me? Oh, I don't know, I know, I know, I know I know, there came a truce and tea
Ooh, I will never, never, not chop those two together With wheeling dope just do it on the side With the bands and the fans and gangs and the clan With the monkey man high with a little girl at his side
Well, I'll never, ever, now that we're together Waiting on the dope As he's queuing up inside, inside graveyard
I'm half dead, I'm the third alive A quarter ticking over on the middle by the side of the road
If you're one who'll get involved You're in hot water, think again As you are, look out Here's a man who'll Stab you in the back And shake your hand
If you're one who he might bother In for something, as you are Looking for to leave 'em on the chain gang He'll bum your wife and then shake your hand, oh
We've been here before As he carried her over the threshold He was thinking
She's far too good looking To do the cooking Oh, that was twenty years ago Twenty years ago
I was thinking It's a lousy life with a washed up wife And a permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
A lousy life with a washed up wife And the permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
A lousy life with a washed up wife And permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
A lousy life with a washed up wife And permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
Here we go in the land of the free This town holds no more for me Let's go down where the drinks are free Stick one in his face for me
Why should I wait until tomorrow It's already been, I've already seen all the sorrow that's in store I will beg or steal or borrow Hold on tighter to all that sorrow tries to choir
Oh and if I change my tune Maybe I won't be bound to do And I won't be bound to do And I won't be bound to
If you must beg, steal or borrow To hold on tighter to all that sorrow tries to choir
And if I change my tune They think she'll be fine by June In a world where ice turns into stars What a life on Mars
I can't wait until tomorrow No I've already been, already seen all the sorrow that's in store
They'll tell you anything (They'll tell you anything) They'll tell you anything (They'll tell you anything) Just to get you in the car (Get you in the car) She'll tell them anything (Anything) You've told them everything (Everything) You've taken it too far (Taken it too far)
By, oh by, the way of an explanation Cast adrift of the shores of shotter's nation I had a lick, it caved my skull in like a brick Oh now, what use am I to anyone I'm fucked, forlorn, frozen beneath the summer Don't sing along or you'll get what I got
So, here comes a delivery Straight from the heart of my misery So comes a delivery straight from the heart to you
Yeah you, now you, now you, you finally left school Oh what on earth do you intend to do See if you can take the man go down town Where all, you skins and mods, you get together Make pretend it's 1969 forever Find a girl, have a drink, have a dance and play
This song might deliver me Straight from the harshness of misery It's the songs of delivery, straight from my heart to you Yes, here comes a delivery Straight from the heart of my misery And the song that delivers me, straight from my heart to you
So comes a delivery Straight from the heart of the misery Here comes a delivery Straight from the heart to you
In the morning where does all the pain go The same place the fame goes straight to your head Ah, its not easy getting it out my head It wasn't easy gettin outta bed So much shame on the workman who blames his tools Then so the saying goes so its said The way you tease me, tease me outta my head Ah, its not easy forgettin what you said
I know you used to be into me Now you've got it in for me
In the morning where does all the pain go The same place the fame goes straight to your head It wasn't easy gettin you outta my head Ah, its to easy gettin out my head Given up trying to explain I'll just put it in a song instead Ah, it's not easy gettin outta bed Ah, its too easy gettin outta my head
I know where to find, where to find you my love
At the same old place by the river, the only way in is through the window, through the window
You seem the types who follow the line Went from cheery vagabondage To cold blooded luxury in four years
No lick spittle or pick thack From sycophant claw back flunky Oh, I want to lay by your side Oh, I will lay down and die if I can't lay by your side
Weakened vessel or better half? That woman's tears Could be the death of me, oh dear
You know when she's had a few She'll be onto you, there's no letting up But, I want to lay by your side Oh, I will lay down and die if I can't lay by your side
It may happen too easily, the golden years So don't despair, don't dismay dry your tears Everything is for the best in the best of all possible worlds
I, I had a blast off with the cast of a play on the radio They were more liberal times Destined to drone in monotone on your radio It's a little dream of mine
Oh, but comments were less than complimentary And the deft left hand it followed the right
I think about my happiest times And one of them was, sat in bed Watching a documentary on murderers A bear cat, a mimosa and a view of arcady
Well, I want to lay by your side Oh, I will surely lay down and die if I can't lay by your side I want to lay by your side Oh, I'll surely lay down and die if I can't lay by your side
Oh, I want to lay by your side Oh, I will lay down and die if I can't lay by your side I want to lay by your side
If you're one who'll get involved You're in hot water, think again As you are, look out Here's a man who'll Stab you in the back And shake your hand
If you're one who he might bother In for something, as you are Looking for to leave 'em on the chain gang He'll bum your wife and then shake your hand, oh
We've been here before As he carried her over the threshold He was thinking
She's far too good looking To do the cooking Oh, that was twenty years ago Twenty years ago
I was thinking It's a lousy life with a washed up wife And a permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
A lousy life with a washed up wife And the permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
A lousy life with a washed up wife And permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
A lousy life with a washed up wife And permanently plastered Pissed-up bastard
Here we go in the land of the free This town holds no more for me Let's go down where the drinks are free Stick one in his face for me