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How old are you?
Are you old enough? Should you be in here watching that? And how old are you? Are you owning up? Should you be in here with? Twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out With the twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out You can't be beaten So why don't you join in? You can't be beaten So why don't you join in with? Twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out With the twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out I can see you through the door. You been chewing bread and water. And there's a grudge on you - you know not ought not to have. You've been running around the racetrack You've been running around the racetrack Put that mother to bed to bed Put that mother to bed With the twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile a white out Cos' I have to wait for you to conduct. Press the pause of the self destruct. With the twenty four hour party people plastic face 'can't smile the white out With the twenty four hour party people ... Now better you're the white out ... I need full-time I don't need part-time I need 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 3, 6, 5 all the time I need 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 full time I don't need a part-time I need a 3, 6, 5 Oh - No days off ... Twenty four hour party people plastic face can't smile the white out ... I need 1, 2, 3, 4,5,6,7 3, 6, 5 all the time I need 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 full time I don't need a part-time I need a 3, 6, 5 |
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| 2. |
| 3:44 |
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I wrote for luck.
They sent me you. I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? Well not much - I've not been trained. I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over. I don't read. I just guess. There's more than one sign. But it's getting less. And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're liar. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And I wrote for luck. And they sent me you. And I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And when it's hot. You start to melt. 'Cos you're not made of jean. You're made of chocolate. And when it's cold. You tend to crack. You keep on piling out. Not puttin' back .. |
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| 3. |
| 2:48 | 
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| 4. |
| 3:54 |
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We've been courteous
I like that, turn it up I like that, turn it up It was mad cyril It was mad cyril I like that, turn it up Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our music and our interests are the same, We've been together, fuckers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Hell. Wants me, Hell, wants you back. Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our interests and our music stayed the same, We've went together, druggers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Hell. Needs me, Hell, wants me oh Are you ready? Lets go. Are you ready? What about the detector vans, they be right with you? Lets go. Give me give me give me, give me give me give me, a break. Give me give me give me, give me give me give me, a break. Hell, Fuck about everything allowed, Hell, Fuck about everything. Although our music and our drugs stayed the same, Although our interests and our music stayed the same, We went together, druggers from the well, We've smoked together and we slipped down in hell, Put the frighteners on the flash little twerp Let's have a look, let's have a look, excuse me, but Come in!-take a look, take a look. Its a right pisshole, long hair, beatniks, druggers, freeloaders, tsk, freeloaders. I need a bohemian atmosphere I like that, turn it up |
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| 5. |
| 2:39 |
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| 6. |
| 5:53 |
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You're twistin' my melon man,
You know you talk so hip man, You're twistin' my melon man (call the cops). Hey rainmaker, come away from that man, You know he's gonna take away your promised land, Hey good lady, he just wants what you got you know, He'll never stop until he's taken the lot. He-he-hey, he-he-hey-hey. Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man, you're a man? You're twistin' my melon man, you speak so hip. Hey rainmaker, he got golden plans, I tell you, You'll make a stranger in your own land, Hey good lady, he got God on his side, He got a double tongue you never think he would lie. (oh he lied, ooh he's twistin' my melon man, oh he lied, ooh he's twistin' my melon man) Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're the man (you're the man)? He's gonna step on you again, He's gonna step on you, He's gonna step on you again, He's gonna step on youuuuuuu. Hey rainmaker, come away from that man, You know he's gonna take away your promised land, Hey good lady, he got God on his side, He got a double tongue you never think he would lie. Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're a man? Gonna stamp out your fire, he can change your desire, Don't you know he can make you forget you're the man (you're the man)? You're twistin' my melon man, You know you talk so hip man. He-he-hey, he-he-hey-hey. *whistles* |
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| 7. |
| 4:20 |
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Make your bed up high
pray into the sky close the window close the door makes no difference if you're rich or poor. Get on your knees scream please that man just love to tease. Try to run get a gun he just laugh it make it more fun. Hard like rock ain't got no soul he can make the sun feel cold. Put an eclipse on the moon make a little cloud forty day monsoon. Don't recognize no hawk don't recognize no dove Bad tokoloshe man he don't even recognize love And it makes no difference if you're yellow or you're red when that bad man say tonight is the night you are dead. And it makes... Only thing I can say to you is you gotta be good an'you gotta be true think about Jesus Christ. And it makes... |
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| 8. |
| 3:59 |
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Son, I'm 30
I only went with your mother 'cause she's dirty And I don't have a decent bone in me What you get is just what you see yeah I see it so I take it freely And all the bad piss ugly things i feed me I never help or give to the needy Come on and see me Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice I said dad you're shabby You run around and groove like a baggy You're only here just out of habit All that's mine you might as well have it You take ten feet back and then stab it Spray it on and 'tag it So sack on me I can't stand the needy Get around here if you're asking you're feeling Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice So sack all the needy I can't stand to leave it You come around here and you put both your feet in Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So go on and say it Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't hear what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice |
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| 9. |
| 6:26 |
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Has to be a loose fit
Has to be a loose fit Go on move in it Go on do your bit Small, big, take your pick Doesn't have to be legit 's gotta be a loose fit 's gotta be a loose fit Don't need no skin tights in my wardrobe today Fold them all up and put them all away Won't be no misfit in my household today Pick him all up and send him on his way Do what you're doin' Say what you're sayin' Go where you're goin' Think what you're thinkin' Sounds good to me Don't know what you saw But you know it's against the law And you know that you want some more I've heard it all before Gonna buy an air force base Gonna wipe out your race Get stoned in a different place Don't you know I got better taste Do what you're doin' Say what you're sayin' Go where you're goin' Think what you're thinkin' Sounds good to me Do what you're doin' Spend what you're owin' Pay what you're payin' Look where you're goin' Say what you're thinkin' Kill who you're killin' Sing if you're singin' Speak if you're speakin' Sounds good to me |
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| 10. |
| 6:53 |
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What do you want to hear when we're making love
What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I take you from behind and hold you in my arms What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I take you from behind and feel you in my heart What do we need to re-live to bring us close Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Four fall in a bed, three giving head, one getting wet Four fall in a bed, three giving head, one getting wet What do you want to hear when we're making love Can I hold you from behind and tell you that it's me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me The love drug is a bug that cuts us both uo Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it of me, why don't you do those things to me What can I say to you when we're making love I could take you from behind and make you live What do you need me to say when we're making love I can take you from behind and then I'll forgive Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me Why don't you do it to me Why don't you do those things to me |
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| 11. |
| 6:19 |
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| 12. |
| 4:18 |
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Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for screwing everything in site Kiss me for never getting it right Kiss me…..goodnight I've got to pick out whats in the pocket So I can leave these pockets clean I've got to pick out whats in the pocket So I can leave that pocket clean An' I know that I will always want you But there's not much that I can do Im sweet, will always have to do Rewind and give me a good clue An' I know how your mind works Open your eyes and watch the roadworks Come on out It cant get much worse Sit right down Quench your big thirst Im tied down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin gets you nowhere Im weighed down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin comes from somewhere Is that really what you really what hey?
Would you like to see me living that way The living dead don't get a holiday Open your eyes, see the real world Come on down, cant get much worse Come right down Quench your big thirst Lie right down drink your nightnurse Kiss me for old times sake Kiss me for making a big mistake Kiss me for always being late Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for screwing everything in site Kiss me for getting it not right Kiss me…..goodnight Im tied down Im weighed down with stinking thinkin Stinkin thinkin gets me nowhere Im tied down with stinkin thinkin Stinkin thinkin comes from somewhere Steady job in a small town Guaranteed to bring me right down Guaranteed to take me nowhere Guaranteed to make me lose my hair |
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| 13. |
| 4:04 |
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If im being sneaky Well sometimes just freak me out Your voice starts to eat me Its time for me to leave it now Love it or leave it now The tricks that your churn when you move like a worm When your bad talking don't learn how to live Ohh, we like to take credit for this We'd love to take thanks ourselves for this I cant get enough of your sunshine I cant get enough of your love Your love and sunshine Sunshine and love The bad vibes so moody
When it should just move me So get me an uzi and someone to use it who smiles The tricks that you pull when things get too dull There'll be heads on the table for tea Your not shown how to move like a worm That's a life you wont let yourself learn So love it don't leave it just talk it and breathe it For christ sake you'll need it Believe it you'll need it like me Believe it or need it like me And if pigs could fly Well you might cry There'll be heads on the table for tea You'll just stay in your favourite room Playing with your deepest wound I said hail Mary, full of grace, where did you get your angel face I cant get enough of your suntan lady |
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| 14. |
| 4:07 |
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Its not I who sought the novice It's the novice who sought me Cook went blind and drank too much And fed his guest on angeldust Where did the pain start When did the symptoms begin Where did the pain start What have the symptoms been? If my heads been through a windscreen Why are all the eyeballs green? Take me round the roundabout Slow down, don't stop Bail out-Pull out It was not I who bit the sheriff It was the sheriff who bit me By my lambchops, buttercup What a crucifixion What a crucifixion mean I was bitten by a horse Now Im moving for divorce It took more than one man to change my name to Shanghai Lily Whats a cluckin chicken Whats a cluckin chicken need Where's the cluckin chicken Where's the cluckin chicken been
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| 15. |
| 7:11 |
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I wrote for luck.
They sent me you. I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? Well not much - I've not been trained. I can sit and stand, beg n' roll over. I don't read. I just guess. There's more than one sign. But it's getting less. And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're liar. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And I wrote for luck. And they sent me you. And I sent for juice. You give me poision. I hold the line. You form the queue. Try anything hard. Is there anything else you can do? And you were wet. But you're getting dryer. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. You use to speak the truth. But now you're clever. And when it's hot. You start to melt. 'Cos you're not made of jean. You're made of chocolate. And when it's cold. You tend to crack. You keep on piling out. Not puttin' back .. |
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| 6:28 |
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