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| 1. |
| 3:17 | 
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I feel like a wog people giving me the eyes
But I was born here just like you I feel like a wog Got all the dirt shitty jobs But everybody's got to have something to do with their time I feel like a wog I don't wanna go home I've got a lot of life to run through I feel like a wog I don't mean you no harm Just don't ask me to shine your shoes Golly gee: Golly gosh Don't call me your Golly Wog Golly gee: Golly gosh Don't call me your Golly Wog Let me tell you about Pimpo We met him down at the After Eight He wanted to sell us some limbo But we said mister You've just got to wait You've got to wait (x3) He wanted to take us down to Sao Paulo But we said mister We ain't got no bread I tried to make him laugh But he didnt get the joke And then he said I wasnt right in the head And then he made me (x3) And then he made me feel And then he made me feel like (x3) You know I feel like (x3) You know I feel like a wog |
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| 2. |
| 4:26 |
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Bitching 'bout the things we've seen
Bitching 'bout the things we've seen Bitching 'bout the loves we've had My oh my! It wasn't so bad When we had that to loosen our minds Hey little baby in the front row be kind (Bar bitching) Telling you the gospel truth (Bar bitching) Why don't you all go get screwed? (Bar bitching) Why don't you tell me something new? (Bar bitching) Bar bitching Bitching 'bout the Windsor C Bitching 'bout the Western Sea Why can't you all be like a Grainger man? Or even a Pheland man? I'll tell you what we'll meet in Amsterdam And then you'll see what should be really can (Bar bitching) Telling you the gospel truth (Bar bitching) Why don't you all go get screwed? (Bar bitching) Why don't you tell me something new? (Bar bitching) Bar bitching, that's what I'm talking about Got anything to say? No? Well shut up! I really don't know what to say It's gonna happen to us all one day And when it does you have me too But until then I really don't know what to do I'm just gonna keep (Bar bitching) Telling you the gospel truth (Bar bitching) Why don't you all go get screwed? (Bar bitching) Why don't you tell me something new? There's a place with a lot of eyes Strange smoke perfume around the peacock guys And the girls, they move their heat To the impulsive compulsive beat But that's another place another time Maybe we'll meet there in quite a short while (Bar bitching) Telling you the gospel truth (Bar bitching) Why don't you all go get screwed? (Bar bitching) Why don't you tell me something new? (Bar bitching) Bar bitching, that's what I'm talking about |
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| 3. |
| 2:46 |
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One, two, three, four!
Haven't I seen you somewhere around before? Haven't I seen you somewhere around before? Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a conkeroonee stringer Wasn't it you said you was into changing the law? Wasn't it you said you was into changing the law? Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a conkeroonee stringer Wasn't it you running around proud of being poor? Wasn't it you running around proud of being poor? Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a dead ringer Then you're a conkeroonee stringer Productivity Credibility Impossibility |
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| 4. |
| 3:18 |
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Dave was from out of town
Manchester's likely too Had read De Sade to Marx More read than me and you Scaffolding pays good bread It pays for drugs and kicks Dave only had one love Had no real need for chicks Dave was so far ahead But now he's dead I'm not going to cry I bet he hit that water high I guess he lost control And welcomed in the night It was too much for him What were his thoughts that night? The River Thames is cold It keeps on flowing on But it left Dave alone It just kept flowing on There's city sickness here But now he's dead Late night a street in the west of the city There was a place there where he lost himself Strange feelings did he feel there Strange people did he meet there Angry sounds did he hear there Like the howling of bulls I'm not going to cry I bet he hit that water high |
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| 5. |
| 2:16 |
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I want to love you like your dad And be your superman I'll show you things you've never had And hold your little hand Bring on the nubiles Bring on the nubiles I'll kiss your zone erogenous There's plenty to explore I've got to lick your little puss and nail you to the floor Bring on the nubiles Bring on the nubiles I go crazy for ya crazy for ya crazy for ya crazy for ya Lemme lemme fuck ya fuck ya lemme lemme fuck ya fuck ya lemme lemme lucky lucky smiles Bring on the nubiles Bring on the nubiles I go crazy for ya crazy for ya crazy for ya crazy for ya Lemme lemme fuck ya fuck ya lemme lemme fuck ya fuck ya Lemme lemme lucky lucky smiles Bring on the nubiles Bring on the nubiles Bring em on There's lots of games that we can play You can turn my tap I'll drip And when the fever reaches you I'm high beneath my zip Bring on the nubiles Bring on the nubiles I go crazy for ya crazy for ya crazy for ya crazy for ya |
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| 6. |
| 3:37 |
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Don't You Like The Way I Move When You See Me?
Don't You Like The Things That I Say? Don't You Like The Way I Seem To Enjoy It? When You Shout Things But I Don't Care Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now You're Too Blind To See It Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now Ain't Got Time To Wait I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change Don't You Like The Way I Dance? Does It Bug You? Don't You Like The Cut Of My Clothes? Don't You Like The Way I Seem To Enjoy It? Stick My Fingers Right Up Your Nose Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now You're Too Blind To See It Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now Ain't Got Time To Wait I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change |
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| 7. |
| 3:29 |
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Whatever happened to Leon Trotsky ?
He got an ice pick That made his ears burn Whatever happened to dear old Lenny ? The great Elmyra, and Sancho Panza ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to all the heroes ? All the Shakespearoes ? They watched their Rome burn Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? No more heroes any more No more heroes any more Whatever happened to all the heroes ? All the Shakespearoes ? They watched their Rome burn Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? No more heroes any more No more heroes any more |
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| 8. |
| 3:26 |
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The day is sticky yellow
The night was so untight The cows go moo moo moo Is everything alright? Baby digit at my face Who's the man with the smile, mum? Do you like it like that? I'm just a peasant in the Big Shitty I'm going real slow But if the light ain't real Then there can't be a hole Not even some red Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not There be a strange garlic here The room is full of fear With empty wavelength touch It's coming in a rush It's coming in a rush It's coming in a rush It's coming in a rush Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? I'm just a peasant in the big shitty |
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| 9. |
| 2:25 |
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The Brighton train it goes real soon
My Brighton Belle is in her room It's burning up time Burning up time I wanna burn up while I'm having good times Don't wanna burn up with other people's bad times Like a meteor Like to meet yer The weekend's here the Finchley Boys Are gonna make a lot of noise It's burning up time You either love or you despise There's just no time for compromise The days have gotta move real fast We know that nothing's gonna last |
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| 10. |
| 2:12 |
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There is no love inside of me
I gave it to a thousand girls We build towers of saddened ivory In our English towns The dogs they try to possess us I can hear their anguished cries They build towers of ivory In our English towns I can see their astonished eyes Look the same in any size And their secrets are all the same Seeking pleasure seeking fame No love in a thousand girls No love in a thousand girls |
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| 11. |
| 7:10 |
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A fine day for the classroom and the pupils are here
Julie's got a headache but the others don't care Sarah's got to stay behind and help with the drill Teacher's got his eye on her Moves in for the kill. Nobody can see or hear the things that they do All the books stay closed, there must be something they do Only teacher knows about the subjects they span - span Education's secondary, being a school mam Oooooeeee! Teachers doing fine as far as I can see Being a school mam Long holidays in the summer Being a school mam Free milk in your coffee break Being a school mam Government paid monthly salary cheques Noises heard the principal investigates She turns on all the cameras but it's too late Catches both their pants down in a passion war Hasn't seen it happen since the day she was born Reaching down for glasses that just can't be found By the time she finds them, why their down on the ground Tossing and a turning they've got feverish hands Lead can be so fluid when you're being a school mam Oooooeeee! Teachers doing fine as far as I can see Being a school mam Controlling promiscuity after hours Being a school mam Giving out detentions by the dozen Being a school mam Give her fifty lines (of speed) Being a school mam Sucking on her fingernails she can't believe what she's seeing She's seeing something close to what appears on the screen Locks her door, with trembling hands and her hearts beating very fast She pretends she's down there on the floor in the class Gives herself to teacher although he doesn't know Works herself into a frenzied state and it shows Sarah's almost at the top but try as she can She can't reach her helter skelter Down with the school man Just watch her go and help her try if you can Use your twentieth century imagination - if you've got any Oooooeeee! Now she's at the top and teacher sets her free Being a school mam Disgusting behaviour Being a school mam All over the parquet flooring Being a school mam Letting the flood gates open wide Being a school mam Now the principal collapses dead on the floor With contentment on her wrinkled old face ever more She went out the very best way that an old woman can She was where the action was Down there with the school man Oooooeeee! Teacher never will discover who could see Being a school mam One and one make two if you're very lucky Being a school mam Two twos make four if I remember correctly Being a school mam Four fours make sixteen and sixteen's over age Sixteen and sixteen makes thirty two That's approaching middle age Thirty two and thirty two makes sixty four That's OAP land Sixty four and sixty four makes a hundred and twenty eight A hundred and twenty eight divided by three let me pause for reflection for a second.... But Teacher! Three doesn't go into a hundred and twenty eight exactly, But it goes forty two and a bit Forty three, forty four, forty five, forty six, forty seven Forty eight, forty nine, forty nine, point one, forty nine, point two, forty nine, point three Forty nine, point four, forty nine, point five, forty nine, point six, forty nine, point seven Forty nine, point eight, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, forty nine, point nine, Fifty! |
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| 12. |
| 2:47 |
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And the first commandment reads That human flesh and blood is sacred Until there is no more food The break of day has come I see the cracks have just begun to Line the walls Line the walls Oh won't you see the little girls and boys destroy their toys Line the walls Line the walls What a fate for little gir-ir-irls British boys' minds in a whir-ir-irl Tell you things that'll make your cur-ur-urls Straighten out Straighten out Straighten out Straighten out For twenty years or more just tell me what we're living for So tell me now Tell me now Frustrated intellect the Government capitulation Follows now Follows now What a fate for little gir-ir-irls British boys' minds in a whir-ir-irl Tell you things that'll make your cur-ur-urls Straighten out Straighten out Straighten out Straighten out The break of day has come I see the cracks have just begun to Line the walls Line the walls Oh won't you see the little girls and boys desroy their toys Line the walls Line the walls What a fate for little gir-ir-irls British boys' minds in a whir-ir-irl Tell you things that'll make your cur-ur-urls Straighten out Straighten out Straighten out Straighten out Straighten out (x16 until fade) |
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| 13. |
| 3:17 |
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I need a dream where I can live what I said I need a place where I can put my bed I need a hole where I'll find darkness now And if you hassle me mister I might just lose my head 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead They came on a Saturday night They killed his cat and the raped his wife And in their eyes there was fear and hate And when they spoke they spoke with knives 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead Some say that I should hate them all But I say that wouldn't help at all I just wanna find those guys that's all I just wanna find those guys that's all that's all that's all 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead The night time comes and the streets they ring With the fears of a thousand things And if you worry 'bout your ports of call You'll never get nothing done at all 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead 5 minutes and you're almost there 5 minutes and you're almost dead Some say that I should hate them all But I say that wouldn't help at all I just wanna find those guys that's all I just wanna find those guys that's all I just wanna find those guys that's all that's all |
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| 2:46 | 
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