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You can reach, but you can't grab it
You can't hold it, control it, you can't bag it You can push, but you can't direct it Circulate, regulate, oh no, you cannot connect it You know you're chewing bubblegum You know what that is, but you still want some You just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff You get confused, but you know it Yeh you hurt for it, work for it, LOVE You don't always show it LET GO, LET'S GO, DISCOTHEQUE GO GO LET GO DISCOTHEQUE Looking for the one But you know you're somewhere else instead You want to be the song The song that you hear in your head It's no trick, you can't learn it It's the way you don't pay, that's okay 'Cos you can't earn it You know you're chewing bubblegum You know what that is, but you still want some You just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff LET GO, LET'S GO ... DISCOTHEQUE GO GO ... LET GO ... DISCOTHEQUE Looking for the one But you know you're somewhere else instead I want to be the song The song that you hear in your head But you take what you can get 'Cause it's all that you can find Oh you know there's something more But tonight, tonight, tonight BOOM CHA BOOM CHA DISCOTHEQUE |
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| 2. |
| 5:07 |
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Take these hands they're good for nothing
You know these hands have never worked a day Take these boots they're going nowhere You know these boots they don't want to stray You got my head filled with songs You got my shoelaces undone Take my shirt go on take it off me You can tear it up If you can tie me down Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? Take the colours of my imagination Take the scent hanging in the air Take this tangle of a coversation And turn it into your own prayer With my fingers as you want them With my nails under your hide With my teeth at your back And my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? Love's a bully pushing shoving In the belly of a woman Heavy rhythm taking over To stick together A man and a woman Stick together Man and woman Stick together ... Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? And it looks like the sun But it feels like the rain And there's heat in the sun To see us through the rain Do you feel loved? Do you feel loved? |
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| 3. |
| 5:47 |
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Looking for to save my save my soul
Looking in the places where no flowers grow Looking for to fill that God shaped hole Mother...mother sucking rock and roll (Mother...) Holy dunc, spacejunk coming in for the splash (Been around the back...been around the front) White dopes on punk staring into the flash (Been around the back...been around the front) Looking for the baby Jesus under the trash (Been around the back...been around the front) Mother...mother sucking rock and roll (Mother...) Mother rock and roll (Mother...) Mother...mother...mother... Mother...am I still your son You know I've waited for so long to hear you say so Mother...you left and made me someone Now I'm still a child, no one tells me no Looking for a sound that's going to drown out the world (Been around the back...been around the front) Looking for the father of my two little girls (Been around the back...been around the front) Got the swing got the sway got my straw in lemonade (Been around the back...been around the front) Still looking for the face I had before the world was made (Been around the back...been around the front) Mother...mother sucking rock and roll (Mother...) Bubble popping sugar dropping rock and roll (Mother...) Mother...mother suck, yeah, fuck yeah (Mother...) Mother...mother...mother... Soothe me mother Move me father Fool me brother Woo me sister Soothe me mother Rule me father Show me mother |
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| 4. |
| 5:25 |
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Nobody else here baby
No one here to blame No one to point the finger It's just you and me and the rain Nobody made you do it No one put words in your mouth Nobody here taking orders When love took a train heading south It's the blind leading the blond It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs Hey if God will send his angels And if God will send a sign And if God will send his angels Would everything be alright God has got his phone off the hook, babe Would he even pick up if he could It's been a while since we saw that child Hanging 'round the neighbourhood You see his mother dealing in a doorway See Father Christmas with a begging bowl Jesus sister's eyes are a blister The High Street never looked so low It's the blind leading the blond It's the cops collecting for the cons So where is the hope and where is the faith And the love...what's that you say to me Does love...light up your Christmas Tree The next minute your blowing a fuse And the cartoon network turns into the news If God will send his angels And if God will send a sign And if God will send his angels Where do we go Jesus never let me down You know Jesus used to show me the score Then they put Jesus in show business Now it's hard to get in the door It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs But I guess it was something to go on If God will send his angels I sure could use them here right now Well if God would send his angels I don't want to lie I don't want to have a feel for the song And I want to love, and I... And I want to feel alone |
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| 5. |
| 4:37 |
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Summer stretching on the grass
summer dresses pass In the shade of a willow tree creeps a crawling over me Over me and over you stuck together with God's glue It's going to get stickier too It's been a long hot summer let's go undercover Don't try too hard to think don't think at all I'm not the only one starin at the sun Afraid of what you'd find if you took a look inside Not just deaf and dumb i'm staring at the sun Not the only one who's happy to go blind There's an insect in your ear if you scratch it won't disappear It's gonna itch and burn and sting Do you want to see what the scratching brings Waves that leave me out of reach Breaking on your back like a beach Will we ever live in peace Cause those that can't do often have to Those that can't do often have to preach To the ones staring at the sun Afraid of what you'll find if you took a look inside Not just deaf and dumb staring at the sun I'm not the only one who'd rather go blind Intransigence is all around military is still in town Armour plated suits and ties daddy just won't say goodbye Referee won't blow the whistle God is good but will HE listen I'm nearly great But there's something I'm missing I left in the duty free Though you never really belonged to me You're not the only one staring at the sun Afraid of what you'd find if you stepped back inside I'm not sucking my thumb I'm staring at the sun Not the only one who's happy to go blind |
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| 6. |
| 4:46 |
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She feels the ground is giving way
But she thinks we're better off that way The more you take the less you feel The less you know the more you believe The more you have the more it takes today You got to give it away Well she don't care what it's worth She's living like it's the last night on earth The last night on earth She's not waiting on a saviour to come She's at the bus-stop with News of the World and the Sun Sun, here it comes She's not waiting for anyone You got to give it away Well she don't care what it's worth She's living like it's the last night on earth The last night on earth Slipping away (The clock tells her that time is slipping) Slip sliding...tonight (Minute hands and seconds sticking) Slipping away (There's something she might be missing) The world turns and we get dizzy The world turns and we get dizzy Slipping away She's living, living next week now You know she's going to pay it back somehow She hasn't been to bed in a week She'll be dead soon then she'll sleep You got to give it away She already knows it hurts She's living like it's the last night on earth The last night on earth Last night on earth Last night... |
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| 7. |
| 4:27 |
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You get to feel so guilty
Got so much for so little Then you find that feeling Just won't go away You're holding on to every little thing so tightly 'Til there's nothing left for you anyway Goodbye... You can keep this suit of lights I'll be up with the sun I'm not coming down I'm not coming down I'm not coming down You wanted to get somewhere so badly You had to lose yourself along the way You change your name, well that's okay, it's necessary And what you leave behind you don't miss anyway Goodbye... You can keep this suit of lights I'll be up with the sun I'm not coming down I'm not coming down I'm not coming down 'Cause I'm already gone Felt that way all along Closer to you every day I didn't want it that much anyway You're taking steps that make you feel dizzy Then you learn to like the way it feels You hurt yourself you hurt your lover Then you discover What you thought was freedom is just greed Goodbye... And it's emotional Good night... I'll be up with the sun You're still holding on I'm not coming down I'm not coming down I'm not coming down Gone...sun...time...sun... Gone...sun....gone...sun... Sun... |
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| 8. |
| 4:53 |
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weather 'round here choppin' and changin'
surgery in the air print shirts and southern accents cigars and big hair we got the wheels and petrol is cheap only went there for a week got the sun got the sand got the batteries in the handycam... her eyes all swimming pool blue dumb bells on a diving board baby's always attracted to the things she's afraid of big girl with the sweet tooth watches the skinny girl in the photo shoot freshmen squeaky clean she tastes of chlorine MIAMI MY MAMMY love the movies... love to walk those movie sets get to shoot someone in the foot get to smoke some cigarettes no big deal we know the score just back from the video store got the car and the car chase what's he got inside the case I want a close up of that face here comes the car chase MIAMI MY MAMMY I bought two new suits... miami pinK AND BLUE.. MIAMI I took a picture of you... miami getting hot in a photo booth... miami I said you looked like a madonna you said... maybe... said I want to have your baby... BABY WE COULD MAKE something beautiful something that wouldn't be a problem WE COULD MAKE something beautiful something that wouldn't be a problem at least not in... miami you konw some places are like your auntie but there's no place like MIAMI MY MAMMY |
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| 9. |
| 4:41 |
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If Coke is a mystery, and Michael Jackson ... history
If beauty is truth, and surgery the fountain of youth What am I to do? Have I got the gifts to get me through The gates of that mansion If OJ is more than a drink, a Big Mac bigger you think If perfume is an obsession, and talk shows ... confession What have we got to lose? Another push and maybe we'll be through The gates of that mansion I never bought a lotto ticket I never parked in anyone's space And the banks they're like cathedrals I guess casinos took their place Love come on down Don't wake her, she'll come around Chance is a kind of religion Where you're damned for plain hard luck I never did see that movie, and I never did read that book Love, come on down, let my numbers come around Don't know if I can hold on Don't know if I'm that strong Don't know if I can wait that long Til the colors come flashing and the lights go on Then will there be no time of sorrow? Then will there be no time for shame? And though I can't say why I know I've got to believe We'll go diving in that pool It's who you know that gets you through The gates of the Playboy Mansion The Playboy Mansion Then will there be no time of sorrow? Then will there be no time for shame? Then will there be no time of sorrow? Then will there be no time for shame? |
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| 5:15 |
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Tonight the moon is playing tricks again I'm feeling sea sick again The whole world could just dissolve Into a glass of water I've been good 'cause I know you don't want me to Do you really want me to be blue as you It's her daylight that gets me through We've been here before Last time you scratched at my door The moon was naked and cold I was like a two year old Who just wanted more If you wear that velvet dress Tonight the moon has drawn its curtains It's a private show No one else going to know I'm wanting Sunlight, sunlight fills my room It's sharp and it's clear But nothing at all like the moon It's okay, the struggle for things not to say I never listened to you anyway And I got my own hands to pray But if you wear that velvet dress Tonight the moon is a mirrorball Light flickers from across the hall Who'll catch the star when it falls |
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| 5:03 |
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so you never knew love
until you crossed the line of grace and you never felt wanted till you had someone slap your face so you never felt alive until you almost wasted away you had to win you couldn't just pass the smartest ass at the top of the class your flying colours your family tree and all your lessons in history please... please... please get up off your knees... please.. please... please... so you never knew how long you'd stoop to make that call and you never knew what was on the ground till they made you crawl so you never knew that the heaven you keep you stole your catholic blues your convent shoes your stick on tattoos now they're making the news your holy war your northern star your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car please...please... please get up off your knees please...please... leave me out of this please so love is hard and love is tough but love is not what you're thinking of september... streets capsizing... spilling over down the drain shards of glass splinters like rain but you could only feel your own pain.. october... talking getting nowhere... November... December... remember... are we just starting again...? please...please... please get up off your knees please.. please... please... so love is big bigger than us but love is not what you're thinking of It's what lovers deal it's what lovers steal you know i've found it hard to recieve 'cause you my love I could never believe |
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| 12. |
| 4:53 |
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Jesus, Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world And a fucked up world it is too Tell me, tell me the story The one about eternity And the way it's all gonna be Wake up, wake up dead man Jesus, I'm waiting here boss I know you're looking out for us But maybe your hands aren't free Your father, He made the world in seven He's in charge of heaven Will you put in a word for me Wake up, wake up dead man Listen to your words they'll tell you what to do Listen over the rhythm that's confusing you Listen to the reed in the saxophone Listen over the hum of the radio Listen over sounds of blades in rotation Listen through the traffic and circulation Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme Listen over marching bands playing out their time Wake up, wake up dead man Jesus, were you just around the corner Did You think to try and warn her Or are you working on something new If there's an order in all of this disorder Is it like a tape recorder Can we rewind it just once more Wake up, wake up dead man |
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