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Buster he sold the heat
with a rocksteady beat An earthquake is erupting but not in orange street a ghost dance is preparing you got to help us with your feet If you're not in the mood to dance step back grab yourself a seat this may not be uptown Jamaica but we promise you a treat CHORUS: Buster bowl me over with you bogus dance shuffle me off my feet even if i kept on running i'd never get to orange street So i say there's not much left to say for the man who set the beat so i leave it up to you out there to get him back on his feet CHORUS x 1 Bring back the who is the we want the Bring back the Prince |
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Madness, madness, they call it madness Madness, madness, they call it madness It's plain to see That is what they mean to me Madness, madness, they call it gladness, ha-ha Madness, madness, they call it madness Madness, madness, they call it madness I'm about to explain a-That someone is losing their brain Hey, madness, madness, I call it gladness, yee-ha-ha-ha Propaganda ministers Propaganda ministers I've a-got a heavy due I'm gonna walk all over you 'Cause Madness, madness, they call it madness Well if this is madness Then I know I'm filled with gladness It's gonna be rougher It's gonna be tougher, pa-da-da, pa-da-da And I won't be the one who's gonna suffer Oh no, I won't be the one who's gonna suffer You are gonna be the one, a-you |
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Hey you
Don't watch that watch this this is the heavy heavy monster sound the nuttiest sound around so if you've come in the off the street and you're beginningto feel the heat well listen buster you better start to move your feet to the rockinest rock steady beat of madness ONE STEP BEYOND!!! one step beyond repeated |
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| 2:52 |
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I don't know what to be
It's not so easy to find out later About the necessary knowledge for survival You think you know enough to get you through life But find out too late of chances passed by An early start is not so important But timing is most essential Opportunity gone is gone forever You never know how much it could have been And once gone, gone forever You will find out to your cost A better use can be made of your time And don't think that life is easy You may never get a lucky break They'll put you down, cold and unknown A total failure from womb to grave |
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| 2:39 |
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Hello, Good Evening And Welcome
I've been down the high road towards the crossroads To hear the sound that's buggin' me Catchy little rhythms in music and rhyme It's that nutty sound you see Rhythm As I got nearer I heard it clearer it started to affect my brain It's that nutty rhythm that gets you thinking you're almost going insane I felt the ground shake I had a feeling I was sitting on an old steam train Shaking in me knee bones and me elbows It's driving me around the bend Uncontrollable feelings sends me reeling There's no need to pretend Melody It had me spell bound, span me head round I could feel myself going mad Now I am an addict, I have to hear it Everything else sounds bad |
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| 2:45 |
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My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna go see the film tonight I found it hard to say She thought I'd had enough of her Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch t.v. on my own Every now and then My girl's mad at me Been on the telephoncle for an hour We hardly said a word I tried and tried but I could not be heard Why can't I explain? Why do I feel this pain? 'Cause everything I say She doesn't understand She doesn't realise She takes it all the wrong way My girl's mad at me We argued just the other night I thought we'd got it straight We talked and talked until it was light I thought we'd agreed I thought we'd talked it out Now when I try to speak She says that I don't care She says I'm unaware And now she says I'm weak |
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| 2:15 |
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I didnt want to,
Leave you behind, But your clothes werent stepping, Into line. Too much self pity, Not enough nitty griity And just when you were looking pretty Pretty boring, pretty drab, out of date, colors bad, You should know it stays the same. No individuals things ever change. But oif its new, its in the past. Everything goes by so fast. Upstaged by the supporting cast. Dont ask the girlfreind to throw it away, It'll be in fashion by next Friday, Hoping our clothes have something say Take It Away! haha... The in vogue clock goes spinning round Space age fasion lifts off the ground Just accept the new faith Try and look common place Instead of looking out of place But cant you see I'm staying still, that rich little bastards made me Ill, Ill, ILL! |
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| 2:44 |
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There is such confusion in my mind, To play your illusion is so unkind, I didn't know who you were this afternoon, You said that it didn't matter and I'll see you soon. Standing here in the rain, Maybe the weather will change again, Change again or stay the bleeding same. How I met you in the first place I'll never know, But now I think I know you you're telling me to go, ho, ho, You said you'd be back you told me to wait here just in case, But then you never arrive and I'm waiting outside your place. Standing here in the rain, Maybe the weather will change again, Change again or stay the bleeding same. Standing here in the rain, Maybe the weather will change again, Change again or stay the bleeding same. There is such confusion in my mind, To play your illusion is so unkind, I didn't know who you were this afternoon, You said you said that doesn't matter I'll see you soon. Standing here in the rain, Maybe the weather will change again, Change again or stay the bleeding same |
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| 3:31 |
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It's just gone noon half past monsoon
On the banks of the river Nile Here comes the boat only half-afloat Oarsman grins a toothless smile Only just one more to this desolate shore Last boat along the river Nile Doesn't seem to care, no more wind in his hair As he reaches his last half mile The oar snaps in his hand before he reaches dry land But the sound doesn't deafen his smile Just pokes at wet sand with an oar in his hand Floats off down the river Nile Floats off down the river Nile All aboard, night boat to Cairo Night boat to Cairo |
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| 1:58 |
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In the earliest days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was filled with fear. It was nail biting work from the very start, But several quick sucesses soon gave me heart. After a while I could pick or nick or steal, Some shirts some trousers and a few LPs. No-one ever stopped me, they didn't seem to care. It sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there. Then a fine summers day my mates and me, Set off down the westend on our usual spree. Things were as normal for an hour or so, Then my nimble hands were a bit too slow. Two store detectives made a fast approach, One grabbed my jacket (you're nicked!) The other grabbed my throat. So they caught me at last, one said with joy: |
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| 11. |
| 2:04 |
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Whoa oh
Staggering home everybody sings All the old songs the cockney routines All the old women, all the young men Try changing places then back again Old man in the morning, Young man at night Breakfast full of wisdom Until you hit the lights Knock back the drinks , hitch up your skirt Fall over backwords undo your shirt Everyone shouting what a terrible state Age creeping backwards as it gets late Old man in the morning, Young man at night Breakfast full of wisdom Until you hit the lights Have a quick short, forget about work Have a couple more then you go beserk Who cares about this morning, wise old man The wisdom comes up later and goes down the pan Old man in the morning, Young man at night Breakfast full of wisdom Until you hit the lights Then another round, forget whos turn Waking up to feel your stomach churn Whos in the chair and whos on the floor Incoherants knocking on the door Old man in the morning, Young man at night Breakfast full of wisdom Until you hit the lights Hit the lights |
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| 12. |
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It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice
Did you hear the one, yeah yeah The one they wrote in the paper just the other day Well, well, would you believe it Well I said they took it all the wrong way Now you've gotta be careful 'bout what you say Cause they've got a bad habit Were you're reading between the lines? Or is that what I said?, now I just can't remember They seem to have a very good memory though But as far as I'm concerned, as as far as I'm concerned You don't have to be black, white, Chinese or anything really Just enjoy, shut up, listen and dance It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Hey Hey, you know something, I said I liked that guy But that's not what I read in the paper I don't have anything against them It's just eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) Hm, don't quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) You know, now we get worried about what we say You know, we shouldn't be that way You know, I don't care who comes Cause as far as I'm concerned It's eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Don't quote me on that [x2] Please don't quote me Mama, mama, you know I'm still friends with Mickey They say that I shouldn't like him anymore, 'cause I'm all white Well, he's allright by me Don't Quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Now what I do is I bring all my old friends along to see the show And if you have the wrong ideas well It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that, oh no) (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that, oh no) (Don't quote me on that) I never said that (Don't quote me on that) that's not what I meant Well, I suppose you could take it that way (don't quote me on that, oh no) But that's not what I meant to say (don't quote me on that, oh no) Won't you give me another chance (don't quote me on that, oh oh oh) Please, please Don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that, oh no) I'd like to say thank you to Pete, Peter Tosh And all the other people who come and they believe in us for the fun and the music Cause all I've got to say to you press now is: It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Go to Maggies caff 132 Liverpool road Just down the road, just round the corner Only there's not much corner It's just chairs and tables and they've even got a Space Invaders machine A cup of tea, that's fine for me Cause it's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Are you sure you turned that tape recorder off? Are you sure? [x2] |
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| 13. |
| 4:31 |
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It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice
Did you hear the one, yeah yeah The one they wrote in the paper just the other day Well, well, would you believe it Well I said they took it all the wrong way Now you've gotta be careful 'bout what you say Cause they've got a bad habit Were you're reading between the lines? Or is that what I said?, now I just can't remember They seem to have a very good memory though But as far as I'm concerned, as as far as I'm concerned You don't have to be black, white, Chinese or anything really Just enjoy, shut up, listen and dance It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Hey Hey, you know something, I said I liked that guy But that's not what I read in the paper I don't have anything against them It's just eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that) Hm, don't quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) You know, now we get worried about what we say You know, we shouldn't be that way You know, I don't care who comes Cause as far as I'm concerned It's eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Don't quote me on that [x2] Please don't quote me Mama, mama, you know I'm still friends with Mickey They say that I shouldn't like him anymore, 'cause I'm all white Well, he's allright by me Don't Quote me on that (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that) (Don't quote me on that) Now what I do is I bring all my old friends along to see the show And if you have the wrong ideas well It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice (Don't quote me on that, oh no) (don't quote me on that) Please don't quote me (don't quote me on that, oh no) (Don't quote me on that) I never said that (Don't quote me on that) that's not what I meant Well, I suppose you could take it that way (don't quote me on that, oh no) But that's not what I meant to say (don't quote me on that, oh no) Won't you give me another chance (don't quote me on that, oh oh oh) Please, please Don't quote me on that (Don't quote me on that, oh no) I'd like to say thank you to Pete, Peter Tosh And all the other people who come and they believe in us for the fun and the music Cause all I've got to say to you press now is: It's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Go to Maggies caff 132 Liverpool road Just down the road, just round the corner Only there's not much corner It's just chairs and tables and they've even got a Space Invaders machine A cup of tea, that's fine for me Cause it's all eggs, bacon, beans and a fried slice Are you sure you turned that tape recorder off? Are you sure? [x2] |
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| 2:36 |
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It's time to break the tension away, come take a ride
As you enter the dimension of the crew SoleSides It ain't nuttin goin on but a party Now brothers wanna flex but I'm over they heads I got the funky type of style to rip your vocals to shreds I'm never runnin from the Feds wearin red Pro Keds Cause -- I ain't did nuttin to no-BODY! I dedicate that line to Shack from South Central Not sayin I'm the baddest but I know I got potential For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you Your style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench you My soul is one with all although my ego is against you See rap is a raw meat, so now I got to mince you I'm playin rappers out like an old pair of gym shoes I can do anything, I can do anything Crusin down the street in my six-four Impala Is what I'd like to be doin if only I had the dollars A baller ain't a baller if he ain't got balls A scholar ain't a scholar if he ain't got scho-lastic Education, and if not that, then learn from life Beyond all of the material crap A human ain't a human if he doesn't make mistakes And the name of this song is Swan Lake A planet ain't a planet if it don't have wars A battle ain't a battle if you don't catch scars A mind that ain't inquisitive really doesn't got Shit to live for if you can't explore the Realms of thought you ought not test lest You be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped for a Bead from the weed lady, thought it was the bomb Really wasn't nuttin but a bag of strong palms Lost twenty dollars, didn't get high Maybe next time I use my finances right Live another day, learn another lesson Ain't no need to get my mental status cold stressin That it's so ill that it's fo'-real that it's No skill displayed, de shades gone now So it's time to build my own umbrella Tell it tell her hella mellow fellows loungin Better bread I never fled a header of the sounds and All I wanna do is run my own universe Grab the mic and let my spirit just FLOCK when I croon a verse Mind over matter, spirit over mind A doobie and a skin funky breakbeats and rhymes A true blue homey to the end reminiscin with your Sister in the living room gin A life with a plan nine acres on a land Building self by yourself helpin out a fellow man Prepare for the essence when your inner soul's free Before the departure plantin of the right seed I think what everybody's strivin for is peace of mind I'm thinkin the world is full of inner places that are out there to find Manipulated minds need to make an escape And the name of this song is Swan Lake Manipulated minds need to make an escape And the name of this song is Swan Lake |
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Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools Smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub Passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when The lunch-time bell will ring again. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Headmaster's had enough to-day All the kids have gone away Gone to fight with next-door's school Every term, that is the rule Sits alone and bends his cane Same old backsides again All the small ones tell tall tales Walking home and squashing snails. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Lots of girls and lots of boys Lots of smells and lots of noise Playing football in the park Kicking Pushbikes after dark Baggy trousers, dirty shirt Pulling hair and eating dirt Teacher comes to break it up Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup. Oh what fun we had But, did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school Was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had But at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways To make a difference to the days. Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers |
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Received a letter just the other day, Don't seem they wanna know you no more, They've laid it down given you their score, Within the first two lines it bluntly read. You're not to come and see us no more, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more What on earth did you do that for? Our aunt, she don't wanna to know she says, What will the neighbours think they'll think, We don't that's what they'll think, we don't, But I will, 'cause I know they think I don't. Our uncle he don't wanna to know he says, We are a disgrace to the human race he says, How can you show your face, When you're a disgrace to the human race? No committment, you're an embarrassment, Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement, The intention that you have booked, Was an intention that was overlooked. They say, stay away, Don't want you home today, Keep away from our door, Don't come 'round here no more. Our dad, don't wanna to know he says, This is a serious matter, Too late to reconsider, No one's gonna wanna know ya ! Our mum, she don't wanna to know,she says, I'm feelin' twice as old, she says, Thought she had a head on her shoulder, 'Cause I'm feelin' twice as older, I'm feelin' twice as older. You're an embarrassment |
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| 2:35 |
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I cried all night just thinking of you
I wonder now what I'm gonna do Since you left me for that friend of mine Every second is just crying time I cry cause my heart is in pain I cry though I know it's in vain But knowing this I cry all the same I wake at night crying out your name You said that you'd never leave I never listened that you were a tease People talk about me behind my back They don't understand it's the passion they lack People go around and whisper my name They think it's a laugh cause I never complain But to my face they are always the same They don't understand it's a crying shame You always said that you needed me Exactly what for I find it hard to see I've sat up all night wishing you were still mine Now I understand there's better things to do with my time I cried because my heart was in pain I cry though I know it's in vain But knowing this I cry all the same I woke at night crying out your name I cry each night with tears in my eyes I can't believe you are telling me lies People go around whispering my name But don't they know it's a crying shame I cried because my heart was in pain I cry though I know it was in vain But knowing this I cry all the same I woke at night crying out your name |
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| 2:33 |
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| 2:50 |
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Now I've been here and I've been there
And I've been almost everywhere There's not a thing I can't repair Cos I'm Stan, Yes I am The odd job man I'm a tradesman, I know all the tricks There's not a thing that I cannot fix Beginners use my concrete mix I'm Stan yes I am, The odd job man Well, thats the way to do it Just be as quick as a flash Don't hang about Just in and out And always ask for cash Any job that you want done Phone me up cos Im the one Electrical, plumbing, woodwork too I'll do the job that's right for you Well, that's the way to do it Just be as quick as a flash Don't hang about Just in and out And always ask for cash I've never done the same job twice Listen to me take my advice I'll double the work for half the price The finished job will look, look nice I've been around and had some fun There's not a job that I've not done No unemployment where I'm from Jack of all trades, master of none |
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| 2:28 |
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My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna go see the film tonight I found it hard to say She thought I'd had enough of her Why can't she see She's lovely to me? But I like to stay in And watch t.v. on my own Every now and then My girl's mad at me Been on the telephoncle for an hour We hardly said a word I tried and tried but I could not be heard Why can't I explain? Why do I feel this pain? 'Cause everything I say She doesn't understand She doesn't realise She takes it all the wrong way My girl's mad at me We argued just the other night I thought we'd got it straight We talked and talked until it was light I thought we'd agreed I thought we'd talked it out Now when I try to speak She says that I don't care She says I'm unaware And now she says I'm weak |
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| 2:27 |
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It's time to break the tension away, come take a ride
As you enter the dimension of the crew SoleSides It ain't nuttin goin on but a party Now brothers wanna flex but I'm over they heads I got the funky type of style to rip your vocals to shreds I'm never runnin from the Feds wearin red Pro Keds Cause -- I ain't did nuttin to no-BODY! I dedicate that line to Shack from South Central Not sayin I'm the baddest but I know I got potential For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you Your style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench you My soul is one with all although my ego is against you See rap is a raw meat, so now I got to mince you I'm playin rappers out like an old pair of gym shoes I can do anything, I can do anything Crusin down the street in my six-four Impala Is what I'd like to be doin if only I had the dollars A baller ain't a baller if he ain't got balls A scholar ain't a scholar if he ain't got scho-lastic Education, and if not that, then learn from life Beyond all of the material crap A human ain't a human if he doesn't make mistakes And the name of this song is Swan Lake A planet ain't a planet if it don't have wars A battle ain't a battle if you don't catch scars A mind that ain't inquisitive really doesn't got Shit to live for if you can't explore the Realms of thought you ought not test lest You be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped for a Bead from the weed lady, thought it was the bomb Really wasn't nuttin but a bag of strong palms Lost twenty dollars, didn't get high Maybe next time I use my finances right Live another day, learn another lesson Ain't no need to get my mental status cold stressin That it's so ill that it's fo'-real that it's No skill displayed, de shades gone now So it's time to build my own umbrella Tell it tell her hella mellow fellows loungin Better bread I never fled a header of the sounds and All I wanna do is run my own universe Grab the mic and let my spirit just FLOCK when I croon a verse Mind over matter, spirit over mind A doobie and a skin funky breakbeats and rhymes A true blue homey to the end reminiscin with your Sister in the living room gin A life with a plan nine acres on a land Building self by yourself helpin out a fellow man Prepare for the essence when your inner soul's free Before the departure plantin of the right seed I think what everybody's strivin for is peace of mind I'm thinkin the world is full of inner places that are out there to find Manipulated minds need to make an escape And the name of this song is Swan Lake Manipulated minds need to make an escape And the name of this song is Swan Lake |
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When I get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams. It's well past midnight as I lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason I can see. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. After eating I go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me? In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. In the park I have to rest I lie down and I do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish I could sink without a trace. In the morning I awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day. |
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| 2:25 |
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Wherever I go
What can I do Im at a loose end since I split with you Upped my best, tried hard to please Now all i've got are my memories hat will I do now, heaven knows Find another I suppose Now you say you dont want to know What did I do Where did I go wrong Since you left its seemed so Low We made a good pair Everyone agrees Now all I've got are my memories What will I do now, heaven knows Find another I suppose Now you say you dont want to know What will I do now, heaven knows Find another I suppose Now you say you dont want to know To break your follows Your Letters Too, Its just as if I never Knew You Boo Hoo Hooo.... |
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| 2:51 |
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I tell you I didn't do it 'Cause I wasn't there Don't blame me, it just isn't fair You listen to their side Now listen to mine Can't think of a story Sure you'll find me sometime Now pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and you'll forget The broken window, t.v. set It wasn't me either, I'm just his mate He told me to stand here and watch the gate I've got a wife and three kids you know They'll tell you I'm straight, at least I think so I'm as honest as the day is long, The longer the daylight, the less I do wrong Now pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and you'll forget The broken window, t.v. set Pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and I'll forget That what you give is what you get... Pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three |
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I never thought I'd miss you half as much as I do
And I never thought I'd feel this way the way I feel about you. As soon as I wake up, every night, every day I know that it's you I need to take the blues away. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. Nothing more nothing less love is the best. How can it be that we can say so much without words. Bless you and bless me, bless the bees and the birds. I've got to be near you, every night, every day I couldn't be happy any other way. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. Nothing more nothing less love is the best. As soon as I wake up, every night, every day I know that it's you I need to take the blues away. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love. It must be love, love, love ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MCPHERSON, GRAHAM/BARSON, MICHAEL/BEDFORD, MARK <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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I never thought I;d miss you
Half as much as I do And I never thought I'd feel this way The way I feel about you As soon as I wake up any night any day I know that it's you I need To take the blues away It must be love, love, love It must be love, love, love Nothing more, nothing less Love is the best How can it be That we can say so much without words Bless you and bless me baby Bless the bees and the birds I've got to be near you every night, every day I couldn't be happy baby any other way It must be love, love, love It must be love, love, love Nothing more, nothing less Love is the best |
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| 3:18 |
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I loved a girl, but I messed around
Now she's with another, so I found They say better to have loved and lost than not have loved at all Much more than my foolish pride has took a fall They all tell me about mistakes that I have made And I have no doubt my hand was overplayed There's a shadow on my house The windows shed no light Since you've gone I feel so wrong I can't tell day from night All too late I have learnt Burn the candle at both ends and you'll get burnt How could there be a fool such as I To let you walk away out of my life? Sitting here alone, all the days seem the same I don't know how much longer I can stand the pain There's a shadow on my house The windows shed no light Since you've gone I feel so wrong |
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Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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He is just a boy in the city Dressed the same he's uniformly pretty He knows it's the time He can read the signs He can really change In the city The best dressed boy in town he thinks it's funny Half a dozen jobs makes his money He's just a boy in the city Friday night propels Walter Mitty It's about time He can read the signs A night on the town In the city Monday is a work day Tuesday's much the same Wednesday comes and goes away Thursday's back again Friday night to Sunday in the morning Monday brings the weekend's final yawning Now it's about time He has crossed the line He is miles away In the city (City!) (City!) (City!) (City!) Now it's about time He can read the signs He can really change It is on his mind He has crossed the line He has gone once more From the city |
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Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbours In the rush-hour queue Got to get the first bus So much for him to do He's got to hurry got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair Think of seven letters begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car but misspelt with a 'D' I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Could all be going your way Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief Eyes fall on his wrist-watch, the seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air but the chest pain it won't go Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do |
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