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| 1. |
| 4:15 | 
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The sun is shining
We should be making hay But we're dead from the waist down Like in California Victory is emrty There are lessons in defeat But we're dead from the waist down We are sleeping on our feet We stole the songs from birds in trees Bought us time on easy street Now our paths, they never meet We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability I caught a glimpse, and it's not me Make hay not war Make hay not war Make hay not war Or else we're done for And we're d from the w down There's no contracts binding No bad scene beyond repair But when you're dead from the waist down You're too far gone to even care We stole the songs from birds in trees Bought us time on easy street Now our paths, they never meet We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability I caught a glimpse, and it's not me Make hay not war Make hay not war Make hay not war Or else we're done for And we're d from the w down The sun is shining |
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| 2. |
| 4:36 |
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London never sleeps, it just sucks
the life out of me and the money from my pocket London always creeps, showbiz hugs the life out of me have some dignity honey Euston, Paddington, train station please make the red lights turn green endlessly My black cab rolls through the neon disease Endlessly, endlessly London never sleeps, it just sucks the life out of me Have some dignity honey Sushi bars, wet fish, it just sucks the life out of me and the money from my pocket Euston, Paddington, train station please make the red lights turn green endlessly My black cab rolls through the neon disease Endlessly, endlessly I come alive outside the M25 I won't drink the poison Thames I'll chase the sun out west Londinium Euston, Paddington, train station please Make the red lights turn green endlessly My black cab rolls through the neon disease Endlessly, endlessly I come alive I come alive |
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| 3. |
| 4:56 |
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He came on ecclesiastically
His sermon loud and bold And I got hold of spiritual healing His eloquence, magnificent I didn't stand for long And there I learnt how prayer can be misguiding But I'm a good girl Oh I'm a good girl I'm a good girl They recommended counselling But I don't need to talk I don't get off on communal changing I'm better bred, much better led Leave my keys at home But brace yourselves for industrial cleavage Cos I'm a good girl Oh I'm a good girl I'm good girl If you live a lie you'll die a liar If you live a lie you'll die a liar Pants on fire Joan of Arc, come kiss my art Leave a charcoal mark There's so much more to solitary refinement Cos I'm a good girl Oh I'm a good girl I'm a good girl If you live a lie you'll die a liar |
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| 4. |
| 4:23 |
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Her treasured chest was sunken
Equally cursed and blessed In her Versace dress Too eager too impress A vision filled her soap sud hell Twin tub on spin Lets all her daydreams in And how she wants away from him She's on it She's a millionaire She's on it She's got it She's a millionaire High street prams Chariot scene from Ben Hur Push chair rage A customised roll bar cage Will help baby come of age So what's in the pram Is it teen death? Bazooka the check-out queue There's no need to argue About who was in front of who She's on it She's a millionaire She's on it She's got it She's a millionaire The ad begs "Buy bottled water" But we know that it tastes of piss Should be getting our tampons free DIY gynaecology She's on it She's a millionaire She's on it She's got it She's a millionaire |
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| 5. |
| 2:38 |
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Storm the palace
Storm the palace Turn it into a bar Let them work in Spar Storm the palace Storm the palace Turn it into flats Make them all ex-pats Coz tourism is congestion Tourism is congestion Storm the palace Storm the palace You can stick your OBE I'll sort out your bad Feng Shui Coz tourism is congestion Tourism is congestion Storm the palace |
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| 6. |
| 5:08 |
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Tedium is overcome
From obscurity, through melody And when I'm blind it helps me See through your key No one can touch, no need to rush Presented by my alibi When I'm down it brings me round So easily I'll be a karaoke queen, it's not me you see I'm gonna take you down to a place I know you'd rather be It's just a three minute song It doesn't last very long But it'll take you to a place I know you'd rather be Hey you can dance Oooh sha la la la la la la Common sense has excuses Recklessness, its uses But don't go fusing silence with charisma At nine o'clock you can count on me And when I'm up I'm ready Tonight I'm gonna be I'll be a karaoke queen, it's not me you see I'm gonna take you down to a place I know you'd rather be It's just a three minute song It doesn't last very long But it'll take you to a place I know you'd rather be Where you can dance I'm doomed to fail The stage gives way It's an apostrophe to my legacy But though I'm bruised I'll happily do it all again At 10 o'clock don't wait up for me Coz when I'm up I'm ready Tonight I'm gonna be Matthew! I'll be a karaoke queen, it's not me you see I'm gonna take you down to a place I know you'd rather be It's just a three minute song It doesn't last very long But it'll take you to a place I know you'd rather be And you an dance if you want to Show appreciation But step up to the mic for the full sensation And you can dance And you can dance And you can dance And you can ooh la la la ooh sha la la la And you can ooh la la la ooh sha la la la |
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| 7. |
| 3:43 |
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I thought we'd escape
I packed a fishing line and counted on it I thought we'd escape I packed a fishing line and counted on it But dreaming is for moonrise And moonlight ails these tired eyes I treat him like a lady I treat him as I would he unto me Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money With silicone and poetry But it's the end of me I thought it could change I'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange I couldn't get there Behind his wall of Sunday papers I thought it could change I'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange But dreaming is for moonrise And moonlight ails these tired eyes I treat him like a lady I treat him as I would he unto me Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money With silicone and poetry And it's the end of me Here I am Here I am And here I stand Here in my kitchen where I'm familiar with every brand Here I am A front line with labels where I witness custards last stand Here I am |
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| 8. |
| 4:20 |
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Never meant you no harm
Never meant you no harm, yeh yeh Never spun you no yarn Never spun you no yarn, yeh yeh And she'll go yeh, where he goes, yeh We all go where nobody knows our name If I step out of line I'll step out of line, yeh yeh Over land over sea One step two to Ynys free And she'll go yeh, where he goes, yeh We all go where nobody knows our name And don't cry if crying means you're sorry Whatever the case I always felt out of place As a matter of fact I always felt like that around you I'm disinclined to toe the line Under your thumb where I've become unwanted So pick your way down to the sea Pick your way to the sea, yeh yeh It's not the tide you gotta watch it's me Not the tide you got it's me, yeh yeh And she'll go yeh, where he goes, yeh We all go where nobody knows our name And she'll go yeh, where he goes, yeh We all go where nobody knows our name Where nobody knows our name |
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| 9. |
| 3:58 |
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Somebody told me you?d found new bonhomie
Going places you?d never go with me I felt myself become a bitter old shrew Oh, I?d have bitten you in two if you would let me I?d look deadly as a nun Martyrdom does not become me I?ll find love in vanity Somebody told me you?d found places to go New people to know, new ladies and so I felt myself become a bitter old shrew I?d have bitten her in two if you would let me So if I don?t laugh what do I do? If I don?t laugh and see this through I shouldn?t even think of you Allow me one extravagance Before they come and ban me And let me shoot the messenger So help me God they talk so much This knowledge ain?t my business But I hang on his every word God speed his journey back to Hell I might retreat singing But all I hear is you Just give me one more shot of gin I?ll scream along to anything Just let me shoot the messenger |
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| 10. |
| 3:10 |
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Everything is beautiful
And nothing hurts you at all Everything is beautiful And nothing hurts you in the world, in your world Words plain with lullaby refrain So sweet sleep Enjoy the time you keep All around is wonderful And nothing harms me at all All around is wonderful And nothing harms me at all, in my world Words plain with lullaby refrain So sweet sleep Enjoy the time you keep And if you call, I'll follow after all So sweet calm will keep us safe from harm Everything is beautiful Everything is beautiful Nothing hurts |
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| 11. |
| 3:42 |
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I've got my work cut out with you
You tore bits out of me Your carpet burns and bruises blue Are there for all to see But I can tell you've been through hell Finally you wear it well It's an accessory It's time to change your uniform And hand it on to me, to me And I dream one day I'll find The one who lives inside my mind They feel the same way too We've all been used Dazed, beautiful, and bruised Dazed, beautiful, and bruised And blame is not a one way street The widest avenue But cause me grief And my belief is harm will come to you Between the lines I think you'll find Lessons learned from alleys blind Beauty can turn sour So recognise through all the lies The hero of the hour, the hour And I dream one day I'll find The one who lives inside my mind They feel the same way too We've all been used Dazed, beautiful, and bruised When there's nothing, nothing left to lose Dazed, beautiful, and bruised Dazed |
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