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| 1. |
| 2:49 | 
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Saw you in my computer
Never seen no one cuter ??? You got me in a stupor You are something quite spectacular I'll give you all my dollar To have your hand tomorrow In my heart I holler I'm gonna have you follow You are something quite spectacular |
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| 2. |
| 3:22 |
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Kick ass little girl going to a party
Eating blue Smarties cos she's rock'n'roll Gonna do some coke and maybe do some poking Gonna spin some records for a Jack and coke Wasted little dj filling up the floor And your records are boring cos you're cool as hell Everybody's flying and everybody's sliding Slowly suiciding in a tiled cell Its no good time to see your face No good time to get erased No good time to sink into the crowd Graphic designer you could look no finer In your eyeliner and your silas jeans Living in the EastEnd with your teenage girlfriend Everyday's a weekend in a real cool scene Cos everybody's flying slipping and sliding Slowly suiciding in a tiled cell And we'll go out together holding hands forever Shiny boots of leather looking like Lou Reed Just like Lou Reed Its no good time to see your face No good time to feel erased No good time to sink into the crowd Its no good time to see your face No good time to get erased No good time to suck up your lies Its no good time to see your face No good time to get erased No good time to sink into the crowd |
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| 3. |
| 3:57 |
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My girl done gone now
My girl done gone oh yeah My girl done gone now My girl done gone oh yeah I really need you Need you to lead me through I want to know you Know you would be so true Oh lord what have I done Oh lord what have I done Oh lord Gonna let you win girl Gonna let you win oh yeah Gonna let you win girl Gonna let you win oh yeah I know you'll leave me You'll leave me high and dry You're gonna deceive me You're gonna to see me cry Oh lord what have I done Oh lord what have I done Oh lord |
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| 4. |
| 4:53 |
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Now the end is in sight, I'm just tired
Lying awake at night so wired And fired up with biological urge in my belly And I hunt for the words on my telecaster Spinning faster, goodnight you You're beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light You're really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight But I can never hope to set you free Cos you're my bittersweet bundle of misery As I study the lines on the ceiling I find the fact you're unkind quite appealing I'm feeling sure that I have come to the end of you tether And there's no such thing as happily ever After it just gets dafter, goodnight you You're beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light You're really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight But I can never hope to set you free Cos you're my bittersweet bundle of misery It would take me an age to marry you Now I've seen you use my ??? like you do, its true You're beautiful, I love to watch your face in the morning light You're really cool, I like the way we fight right through the night And the way we used to kiss was way out of sight But I can never hope to set you free Cos you're my bittersweet bundle of misery |
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| 5. |
| 4:16 |
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Hey, went in the shower
And I fainted on the floor I was free swimming in light You were so scared You washed my head In bright red water You really though I was dead I know why you make me so scared You're all I can see You speak and my hearing is impaired You're all over me Laid in your bed You held my head for a while Said goodnight and flew away I know why you make me so scared You're all I can see You speak and my hearing is impaired You're all over me |
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| 6. |
| 3:42 |
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nothing to see
nothing to hear nothing to be nothing to fear nothing to prove nothing to say nothing to lose nothing to gain nothing to feel nothing to hate nothing is real it's all too late what do you do when nothing's wrong ain't got a clue ain't got no song you’re foamin at the mouth you are mad without a doubt cos I'm really freakin out and I'm goin out of my mind tv got me goin blind and i'm really freakin out hey man you think you got it made groovin' you stink on your fender bass got on your aviators shades yeah man you're looking really ace so what the hell you're doing here filling the space between my ears why don't you all just disappear plus all your friends just way too dim you’re foamin at the mouth you are mad without a doubt cos I'm really freakin out and I'm goin out of my mind tv got me goin blind and i'm really freakin out nothing to see nothing to hear nothing to be nothing to fear nothing to prove nothing to say la la la la la la la lay you’re foamin at the mouth you are mad without a doubt cos I'm really freakin out and I'm goin out of my mind tv got me goin blind and i'm really freakin out |
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| 7. |
| 3:04 |
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People of the earth your world is crap
You ain't even on the universe map People of the earth you do not rock You are nothing but a fluffy frock People of the earth you have failed You still worship The Sun and The Daily Mail People of the earth are you hearing me I'm dropping you a line from the cosmic city There's nothing on the telly and the radio's shite So I'm gonna blow you off with my meteorite People of the earth you are not cool You eat hamburgers and go to school People of the earth you are bland You ain't even got a decent band People of the earth you have no clue You still wear cocoons and tennis shoes People of the earth are you hearing me I'm dropping you a line from the cosmic city There's nothing on the telly and the radio's shite So I'm gonna blow you off with my meteorite People of the earth |
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| 8. |
| 3:22 |
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Listen my hopeless friend
Listen my hopeless friend Come inside and drop your coat Wash your hair you smell like a goat Listen my hopeless friend Listen my hopeless friend Ain't you got no shoes to wear Ain't you got no blues to share You used to think about magic And how to fit in Now you think about madness And how to stay thin How to stay thin Listen my hopeless friend Listen my hopeless friend Ain't you got no shoes to wear Ain't you got no blues to share You used to think about magic And how to fit in Now you think about madness And how to stay thin How to stay thin |
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| 9. |
| 4:42 |
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Are you trying to retrieve
All of what you once believed Are you ready to let go Are you ready to be free Are you ready to be lone Are you shopping for high heels In a dress that shows your knees Have you painted up your lips Are you getting what you need Are you happy on your own Are you really happy in his shaky arms Happiness is only fleeting Love is no more than a lie If hearts are only good for cheating Life is nothing Are you pacing through the streets Til you cannot feel your feet When the people look at you Can they see right the way through Are you thinking that they know Were you ever happy in his shaky arms |
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| 10. |
| 3:17 |
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Threw my glasses in the dirt
Tell you 'man that really hurt' So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Then he slammed me in the door Got me feeling pretty sore So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Now we've gone too far astray I do believe you've had your way with me Not much of a holiday I do believe you've had your way with me Your way with me Very pretty and you're tanned But I rather sleep with my right hand So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Cos baby things just get too rough When we get together in above So I'm lying in the bottom bunk Now we've gone too far astray I do believe you've had your way with me Not much of a holiday I do believe you've had your way with me Your way with me |
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| 11. |
| 3:30 |
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God, it takes you so long just to think
You're um and ah-in', I ain't laughin' Your brain's so dead it's started to stink It's drippin' awful by the earful Nice tonight Big rock dog eatin' indie frog Make yourself a cigarette, fix yourself a drink Don't be a stranger, don't be a stranger Make yourself a cigarette, fix yourself a drink Don't be a stranger to your shrink I'm convinced that you're the missing link You're lookin' scary, very hairy Half your nose is floating in the sink I saw your nostrils forming eyeballs Late last night |
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| 12. |
| 4:12 |
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In an old house in an old street
You found me and a tv There was no bed, there were no chairs There was no roof, there were no stairs Ribbons and leaves and time in a tin Behind the wall in the kitchen Life I love you Got your old cap and tobacco tin And a torn shirt that you died in How we prayed for you to come on home My soldier, my dead prince Ribbons and leaves and time in a tin Behind the wall in the kitchen Meadows and glass and life in the bin Behind the walls that you lived in Life I love you |
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