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Long ago life was clean
Sex was bad and obscene And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my queen Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. I was born, lucky me In a land that I love Though I am poor, I am free When I grow I shall fight For this land I shall die Let her sun never set Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria Land of hope and gloria Land of my Victoria. Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria. Canada to India Australia to Cornwall Singapore to Hong Kong From the West to the East From to the rich to the poor Victoria loved them all. Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria Victoria, Victoria, Victoria. |
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| 2:49 |
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We are the Village Green Preservation Society.
God save Donald Duck, vaudeville and variety. We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society. God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties. Preserving the old ways from being abused. Protecting the new ways, for me and for you. What more can we do? We are the Draught Beer Preservation Society. God save Mrs. Mopp and good old Mother Riley. We are the Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium. God save the George Cross, and all those who were awarded them. Oooh... We are the Sherlock Holmes English-speaking Vernacular. God save Fu Manchu, Moriarty and Dracula. We are the Office Block Persecution Affinity. God save little shops, china cups, and virginity. We are the Skyscraper Condemnation Affiliates. God save Tudor houses, antique tables, and billiards. Preserving the old ways from being abused. Protecting the new ways, for me and for you. What more can we do? We are the Village Green Preservation Society. God save Donald Duck, vaudeville and variety. We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society. God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties. God save the village green! ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By DAVIES, RAYMOND DOUGLAS <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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| 2:40 |
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The leaves of brown came falling through the view
In Berkeley Mews, I first met you I staggered through your chilly dining room In Berkeley Mews, I first met you Your kitchen sink was cluttered up So I couldn't shut it up forlornly I brewed another cuppa up And tried to sneak out early in the morning I thought you had much better things to do In Berkeley Mews, I first met you Drowned my conversation with champagne And Berkeley Mews was not the same I thought you were an intellect But now that I reflect, you left me reeling You made me drink a toast And when you finished I was looking at the ceiling The floods of tears I've wept thinking of you Remind me of that night in Berkeley Mews You know that you left me broken-hearted Berkeley Mews |
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| 2:47 |
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Callin', callin', callin', callin', callin'
Warnin', warnin', warnin', warnin', warnin' Ay, we propose to live up our life We propose to do what is right We propose to free our people We propose to live in Africa Sing it This mess, yes, we detest Controlled by another hand And they're [Incomprehensible], they're just puppets Them thing's just a puppet show We propose all people be free We propose equality for you and me We propose politicians know this Yeah, we propose u-u-united So you better, you confess to your wickedness I said the people already know And protest is not enough For the blood that flows That's why we propose, we freedom fighters Yeah, we propose 'cause we are all nighters We propose to lick them down We propose to free Africa, yeah Yes, it's very serious, not delirious The things that we say Now let me hear the music sound For sure we're got to stick around We propose to fight us [Incomprehensible] We propose we got to stick to what we believe, yeah, yeah We propose, let music be free We propose we're gonna do what is right, whoa This is not a request We propose ghetto youth live right We propose uptown you stop fight, stop, stop fight We propose politicians know this, know this We propose to free Africa, yeah We're tired of talkin', we're tired of balkin' We're tired of gamin', we're tired of playin' We're tired of talkin', we're tired of balkin' We're tired of gamin' and we're tired of playin' We propose, that's right We propose all night Open your ear Listen to the people We propose warmongers learn, learn, learn We propose politicians learn, learn, learn We propose racist learn, learn, learn We propose governmentalist learn, learn, learn We propose, listen to the people Listen to the people, listen to the people We propose politicians learn, learn, learn We propose warmongers learn, learn, learn We propose racist learn, learn, learn We propose communist, no one is perfect in this un-perfect world |
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| 2:28 |
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Well I tried to settle down Fulham Broadway
And I tried to make my home in Golders Green But I gotta get that train And go back home again Oh how I miss the folks back home in Willesden Green You know, I tried, I really tried to settle in this big city And I always thought I could make it all on my very own But there's one thing that keeps calling me To that little, that little semi-detached That's the folks, yeah, the folks back home In Willesden Green |
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| 2:27 |
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I can't think of a place I'd rather be
The whole wide world doesn't mean so much to me For this is where I belong Oh, this is where I belong Tell me now if you want me to stay It don't matter 'cause I'd stay here anyway For this is where I belong Oh, this is where I belong Well, I ain't gonna wander Like the boy I used to know He's a real unlucky fella And he's got no place to go I won't search for a house upon a hill Why should I when I'd only miss you still? For this is where I belong Oh, this is where I belong This is where I belong |
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| 3:21 |
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Dirty old river, must you keep rolling, rolling into the night
People so busy, make me feel dizzy, taxi light shines so bright But I don't need no friends As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise Every day I look at the world from my window Chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset's fine Terry meets Julie, Waterloo Station, every Friday night But I am so lazy, don't want to wander, I stay at home at night But I don't feel afraid As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise Every day I look at the world from my window Chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset's fine. Millions of people swarming like flies 'round Waterloo underground Terry and Julie cross over the river where they be safe and sound And they don't need no friends As long as they gaze on Waterloo Sunset, they are in paradise |
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| 2:42 |
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David Watts Lyrics Fa, fa, fa Fa, fa, fa I am a dull and simple lad Cannot turn water from champagne And i have never met the Queen And I wish I could have all that he has got And I wish I coulod be like David Watts Fa, fa, fa Fa, fa, fa And when Iie on my pillow at night I dream,I could flight like David Watts Lead the school team to victory And take my exams and pass the lot (Wish I could be) Wish I cold be like David Watts (Wish I could be) Wish i could be like David Watts (Wish I could be) Wish I cold be like David Watts (Wish I could be) Wish i could be like David Watts Fa, fa, fa Fa, fa, fa He is the head boy at the school He is the captain of the team He is so gay and fancy free And i wish all his money belonges to me And i wish all I could be like David Watts Fa, fa, fa Fa, fa, fa And all the girls in the neighborhood Try to go out with David Watts They try their best vut can not succeed For he is of pure and noble breed Wish I could be like Wish I could be like Wish I could be like (Fa, fa, fa) Wish I could be like (Fa, fa, fa) |
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| 3:27 |
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There's a crack up in the ceiling,
And the kitchen sink is leaking. Out of work and got no money, A Sunday joint of bread and honey. What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor. No money coming in, The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in. We are strictly second class, We don't understand, (dead end!) Why we should be on dead end street. (dead end!) People are living on dead end street. (dead end!) Gonna die on dead end street. Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) On a cold and frosty morning, Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning. And my feet are nearly frozen, Boil the tea and put some toast on. What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor. No chance to emigrate, I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late. We both want to work so hard, We can't get the chance, (dead end!) People live on dead end street. (dead end!) People are dying on dead end street. (dead end!) Gonna die on dead end street. Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) (dead end!) People live on dead end street. (dead end!) People are dying on dead end street. (dead end!) Gonna die on dead end street. Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Head to my feet (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) How's it feel? (yeah) How's it feel? (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) Dead end street (yeah) |
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| 5:20 |
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Now that you've found your paradise
This is your kingdom to command You can go outside and polish your car Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la Here's your reward for working so hard Gone on the lavatories in the back yard Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car You just want to sit in your shangri-la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la The little man who gets the train Has got a mortgage hanging over his head But he's too scared to complain 'Cause he's conditioned that way Time goes by and he pays off his debts Got a T.V set and a radio For seven Shillings a week Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la All the houses on the street have got a name 'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go They tell your business in another Shangri-la The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car Too scared to think about how insecure you are Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la la la la la la la la la Put on your slippers and sit by the fire You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher You're in your place and you know where you are In your Shangri-la Sit back in your old rocking chair You need not worry, you need not care You can't go anywhere Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la Shangri-la |
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| 3:16 |
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From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,
When the dawn begins to crack. It's all part of my autumn almanac. Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow, So I sweep them in my sack. Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac. Friday evenings, people get together, Hiding from the weather. Tea and toasted, buttered currant buns Can't compensate for lack of sun, Because the summer's all gone. La-la-la-la... Oh, my poor rheumatic back Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac. La-la-la-la... Oh, my autumn almanac Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac. I like my football on a Saturday, Roast beef on Sundays, all right. I go to Blackpool for my holidays, Sit in the open sunlight. This is my street, and I'm never gonna to leave it, And I'm always gonna to stay here If I live to be ninety-nine, 'Cause all the people I meet Seem to come from my street And I can't get away, Because it's calling me, (come on home) Hear it calling me, (come on home) La-la-la-la... Oh, my autumn Armagnac Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac. La-la-la-la... Oh, my autumn almanac Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa! Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa! (etc |
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| 3:37 |
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The tax man's taken all my dough, And left me in this stately home, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. And I can't sail my yacht, He's taken everything I got, All I've got's this sunny afternoon. Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. I gotta big fat mama trying to break me. And I love to live so pleasantly, Live this life of luxury, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. In a summertime In a summertime In a summertime Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. I gotta big fat mama trying to break me. And I love to live so pleasantly, Live this life of luxury,Lazing on a sunny afternoon. In a summertime |
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| 3:08 |
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Facing the world ain't easy when there isn't anything going
Standing at the corner waiting watching time go by Will I go to work today or shall I bide my time Cause when I see that union man walking down the street He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve, or I eat Then he walks up to me and the sun begins to shine Then he walks right past and I know that I've got to get back in the line Now I think of what my mamma told me She always said that it would never ever work out But all I want to do is make some money And bring you home some wine For I don't ever want you to see me Standing in that line Cause that union man's got such a hold over me He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve, or I eat Then he walks up to me and the sun begins to shine Then he walks right past and I know that I've got to get back in the line |
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| 1:56 |
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Did you see his name in the local paper?
Stole a tin of beans From a cut-priced grocery store The judge said he must pay So he put him on probation And the paper gave his name Did you see his name in the criminal section? And the center page Gave his name and his address They stopped him doing it again So they put him to dishonour And put the man to shame He lost his little job His employer was absolved of blame His world just crumbled down And incidentally, did you see his name in the obituary column? Letters edged in black Life was much too hard to live So he brought it to an end In his gas-filled maisonette Because he couldn't stand the strain La-la-la la-la la-la-la la-la-la La-la-la la-la Life was much too hard to live So he brought it to an end In his gas-filled maisonette Because he couldn't stand the strain Did you see his name? Did you see his name? Did you see his name? |
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| 2:30 |
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Fancy, if you believe in what I believe in,
Then we'll be the same, always. Fancy, just look around thee If you will fancy all the girls you see, always. My love is like a ruby that no one can see, Only my fancy, always. No one can penetrate me, They only see what's in their own fancy, always. |
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| 2:50 |
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La-la-la-la...
Wonder boy, life's just begun. Turn your sorrow into wonder Dream alone, don't sigh, don't groan Life is only what you wonder. Day is as light as your brightest dreams, Night is as dark as you feel it ought to be. Time is as fast as the slowest thing, Life is only... Wonder boy, Wonder boy. Everybody is looking for the sun. People strain their eyes to see, But i see you and you see me, And ain't that wonder? Wonder boy, some mother's son, Life is full of work and plunder[?]. Easy go, life is not real, Life is only what you conjure. Wonder boy, And the world is joy, every single day. It's the real mccoy, Wonder boy. Everybody is looking for the sun. People strain their eyes to see, But i see you and you see me, And ain't that wonder? Wonder boy, some mother's son, Turn your sorrow into wonder Dream alone, go have your fun. Life is only... Life is only... Life is only... |
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| 3:57 |
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I think I'm sophisticated
'Cos I'm living my life like a good homosapien But all around me everybody's multiplying Till they're walking round like flies man So I'm no better than the animals sitting in their cages in the zoo man 'Cos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees I am an ape man I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized 'Cos I'm a strict vegetarian But with the over-population and inflation and starvation And the crazy politicians I don't feel safe in this world no more I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an ape man I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man I'm ape ape man I'm an ape man 'Cos compared to the sun that sits in the sky compared to the clouds as they roll by Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies I am an ape man In man's evolution he has created the cities and the motor traffic rumble, but give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle 'Cos the only time that I feel at ease Is swinging up and down in a coconut tree Oh what a life of luxury to be like an ape man I'm an ape, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man I look out my window, but I can't see the sky 'Cos the air pollution is fogging up my eyes I want to get out of this city alive And make like an ape man Come and love me, be my ape man girl And we will be so happy in my ape man world I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man I'm an ape man I don't feel safe in this world no more I don't want to die in a nuclear war I want to sail away to a distant shore And make like an ape man. |
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| 3:27 |
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I'm King Kong and I'm ten feet long,
Got a big six gun and everybody is scared. I'm King Kong, got a hydrogen bomb, I can blow up your houses so you better beware. Everybody wants power, Everybody wants fame. Everybody wants money. La-la-la-la-la, King Kong. La-la-la-la-la, Little man's weak and big man's strong, Everyone wants to be King Kong, oh yeah. I'm King Kong, I got so much money, I can buy anybody who gets in my path. I'm King Kong, and I'm big and strong, I can blow up your houses so you better beware. Everybody wants power, Everybody wants fame. Everybody wants money. La-la-la-la-la, King Kong. La-la-la-la-la, Little man's weak and big man's strong, Everyone wants to be King Kong, oh yeah. I'm King Kong and I'm ten feet long, Got a big six gun and everybody is scared. I'm King Kong, got a hydrogen bomb, I can blow up your houses so you better beware. Everybody wants power, Everybody wants fame. Everybody wants money. La-la-la-la-la, King Kong. La-la-la-la-la, Little man's weak and big man's strong, Everyone wants to be King Kong, oh yeah. |
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| 3:02 |
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Oh mr pleasant, how is mrs pleasant?
I hope the world is treating you right, And your head's in the air, And you're feeling so proud, 'cause you're such a success, And the whole wide world is on your side, hey hey. How are you today? People say mr pleasant is good, Mr pleasant is kind, Mr pleasant's okay, Mr pleasant don't mind. As long as mr pleasant's all right, hey hey. How are you today? How's your father, how's your mother? How's your sister, how's your brother? How's your brand new limousine, Twenty-four inch tv screen? Did you like prosperity More than you liked poverty? Life is easier, so much easier, Life is easier now. Oh mr pleasant, how is mrs pleasant? Did you know she was flirting around With another young man, And he's taking her out When you have to work late? And it's not so pleasant after all, hey hey. How are you today? People say mr pleasant is good, Mr pleasant is kind, Mr pleasant's okay, Mr pleasant don't mind. As long as mr pleasant's all right, hey hey. How are you today? Mr pleasant is good, Mr pleasant is kind, Mr pleasant's okay. |
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| 3:19 |
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Man made the buildings that reach for the sky
And man made the motorcar and learned how to drive But he didn't make the flowers and he didn't make the trees And he didn't make you and he didn't make me And he got no right to turn us into machines He's got no right at all 'Cause we are all God's children And he got no right to change us Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all Don't want this world to change me I wanna go back the way the good lord made me Same lungs that he gave me to breath with Same eyes he gave me to see with Oh, the rich man, the poor man, the saint and the sinner The wise man, the simpleton, the loser and the winner We are all the same to Him Stripped of our clothes and all the things we own The day that we are born We are all God's children And they got no right to change us Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made Oh, the good lord made us all And we are all his children And they got no right to change us Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all Yeah, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all |
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| 3:14 |
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My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la So let's all drink to the death of a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crown Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crown Let's all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la |
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| 4:05 |
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I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola See-oh-el-aye cola She walked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola El-oh-el-aye Lola la-la-la-la Lola Well I'm not the world's most physical guy But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola Well we drank champagne and danced all night Under electric candlelight She picked me up and sat me on her knee And said dear boy won't you come home with me Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola I pushed her away I walked to the door I fell to the floor I got down on my knees Then I looked at her and she at me Well that's the way that I want it to stay And I always want it to be that way for my Lola La-la-la-la Lola Girls will be boys and boys will be girls It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola La-la-la-la Lola Well I left home just a week before And I'd never ever kissed a woman before But Lola smiled and took me by the hand And said dear boy I'm gonna make you a man Well I'm not the world's most masculine man But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man And so is Lola La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola |
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| 3:13 |
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I've been traveling a long time,
To be just where you are. In dreams I have seen you, But you are so very far. How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? I was your friend, I was a fool, I feel for you, though we're far apart. I see your face, Lost without trace, I see your mind, just an empty space. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. I know that it's not fair, To bear a bastard son, But why do you hide there, When we could have shared a love? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? How long must I travel on, To be just where you are? I was your friend, I was a fool, I feel for you, though we're far apart. I see your face, Lost without trace, I see your mind, just an empty space. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. Mindless child of motherhood, You have lost the thing that's good. To me. |
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| 2:51 |
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Polly wouldn't listen to her Mama,
Polly wouldn't listen to her Papa. She tried to make the swinging city scene, And now there's not a place that Polly hasn't been. Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna, Pretty pretty Pollyanna, Pretty Polly Garter Oh, I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home. Pretty Polly, dressed as jolly as can be, She's so darling, all the fellas do agree, And half a million people can't be wrong, Oh, I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home. Polly wrote a letter to her Mama, Polly made confessions to her Papa. Mummy's proud 'cause Polly's still in chains She's happy now her baby's coming home again. Pretty Polly, she learned that life is just a game, She is sorry, she just had to break the chains. And Mama knows, 'cause Mama was the same Oh, she's happy now her baby's coming home again. Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna, Pretty pretty pretty pretty Pollyanna, Pretty Polly Garter Oh, Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna, Pretty pretty pretty pretty Pollyanna, Pretty Polly Garter I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home. |
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| 2:37 |
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She was sick and tired of country life.
A little country home, A little country folk, Made her blood run cold. Now her mother pines her heart away, Looking for her child in the big black smoke, In the big black smoke. Frailest, purest girl the world has seen, According to her ma, according to her pa, And everybody said, That she knew no sin and did no wrong, Till she walked the streets of the big black smoke, Of the big black smoke. Well, she slept in caffs and coffee bars and bowling alleys, And every penny she had Was spent on purple hearts and cigarettes. She took all her pretty coloured clothes, And ran away from home And the boy next door, For a boy named joe. And he took her money for the rent And tried to drag her down in the big black smoke, In the big black smoke. In the big black smoke. In the big black smoke. |
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| 2:23 |
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Oh, Susannah's bedraggled but she
Still wears the locket 'round her neck She's got a picture on the table Of a man who is young and able Oh, Susannah's gonna cry Oh, Susannah's still alive Whiskey or a gin, that's alright When there's nothing in her bed at night She sleeps with the covers down Hoping that somebody gets in Doesn't matter what she does She knows that she can't win Oh, Susannah's gonna cry She's got a doll with one eye, That always cries when it gets some sleep She's waiting for a soldier to come home But she'll cry and never die Oh, Susannah's gonna cry Oh, Susannah's still alive Whiskey or a gin, that's alright When there's nothing in her bed at night She sleeps with the covers down Hoping that somebody gets in Doesn't matter what she does She knows that she can't win Oh, Susannah's still alive Oh, Susannah's gonna cry Oh, Susannah's still alive Oh, Susannah's still alive |
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| 3:12 |
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I've got a girl who's oh, so good,
She's got everything. I've got a girl and she is mine, She's got everything. Pretty ringlets in her hair, Pretty clothes that she can wear, What's she got? Everything, Everything. All other guys just stand and stare, She's got everything. I ain't got a dime but she don't care, I got everything. I don't need money 'cause I got Everything that I could want, What I've got? Everything, Everything. I've got a girl who's oh, so good, She's got everything. She's got everything. She's got everything. And I can't live without her love, And I can't live without her kisses. She is mine forever, now, She's got everything. She's got everything. She's got everything. She's got everything. I've got a girl who's oh, so good, She's got everything. I've got a girl who's oh, so fine, She's got everything. She's got everything. |
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| 2:51 |
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Thank you for the days,
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me. I'm thinking of the days, I won't forget a single day, believe me. I bless the light, I bless the light that lights on you believe me. And though you're gone, You're with me every single day, believe me. Days I'll remember all my life, Days when you can't see wrong from right. You took my life, But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me, But it's all right, Now I'm not frightened of this world, believe me. I wish today could be tomorrow, The night is dark, It just brings sorrow anyway. Thank you for the days, Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me. I'm thinking of the days, I won't forget a single day, believe me. Days I'll remember all my life, Days when you can't see wrong from right. You took my life, But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me, But it's all right, Now I'm not frightened of this world, believe me. Days. Thank you for the days, Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me. I'm thinking of the days, I won't forget a single day, believe me. I bless the light, I bless the light that shines on you believe me. And though you're gone, You're with me every single day, believe me. Days. |
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