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| 1. |
| 3:16 | 
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Drivel Head wears her glad rags,
She's got her keys, money and fags, I know that her mind is made up, To get rocked. Drivel Head needs a new man, As only a drivel head can, He's a hormonal nightmare, So beware. (chorus:) Another victim of Line up in line, line up in line, Is all I remember Oh, how their favours change, You could have been kinder. Yes, yes, another victim of Line up in line, line up in line, Is all I remember. Oh, how their favours change, You could have been kinder. Drivel Head knows all the stars, Loves to suck their shining guitars, They've all been right up her stairs, Do you care? Drivel head knows all the bands, Knows them like the back of her hands, You can't see the wood for the trees, On your knees. (repeat chorus) |
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| 2. |
| 1:14 |
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Annie, told me,
Get out of here, head for the sea, The sun is hot and the air is clean The best things in the world are free And Mister Murphy Likes his Jackanory Holsten Export times three Jimi Hendrix and Thin Lizzy Annie, Annie, Annie Met a mate in the afternoon Holsten shore line pub crawl Looking for some cold beer Missed the stone punch drunk Judy Tony, brandy, M.G., Andy Vodka, scotch and loads of beer It's so great we want to stay here Annie, Annie, Annie |
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| 3. |
| 2:21 |
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Riding on any wave, That is the luck you crave,
They don't believe it now, They just think it's stupid, So got anything? Anyone could have done, Who would've cared at all, Not you. Another heart has made the trade, Forget it, forget it, forget it, I don't understand how a heart is a spade, But somehow the vital connection is made. Riding on anything, Anything's good enough, Who would've thought it of Someone like you, Just as they brought me round, Now that they brought you down, Roundabout and roundabout Who wants a life anyway? Another heart has made the grade, Forget it, forget it, forget it, I don't understand how the last card is played, But somehow the vital connection is made. |
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| 4. |
| 2:24 |
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You could call me a car lover,
cause I love it in a motor, And the way it feels, To ride around on new wheels. I hardly know you, But I think I'm going to, Let's go siesta, In your Ford Fiesta. (chorus:) Here we go again, I'm riding in your car, Let me count to ten, Cause it's gone way too far, Up my street to nowhere, You know what detours are, Here we go again, And it's gone way too far. Sometimes I just can't function, My heart's spaghetti Junction, Every shining bonnet, Makes me think of my back on it. I just can't escape the feeling, That I'd rather be free wheeling, In every little Honda, There may lurk a Peter Fonda, (repeat chorus) |
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| 5. |
| 1:41 |
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Peaches and cream
Where have you been? Did you know I've been waiting all night? Whose bed were you in? Whose head were you turning? Don't you know I've been out of my mind Cause I know what you fear you will find... ...oh why... Sweetness and light I don't want to fight you But I don't want to listen to lies Your face is a mess You know you should drink less I said I don't want to hear how time flies Cause I know from the look in your eyes You were talking to some girl Who'd seen you on her TV set She said that she felt like she knew you Although you'd only just met... Oh yeah... Ohh Don't stop talking shop I'll see you down the time swap I've been tested and tried Lost on the tide So cold inside Do you know I've been out of my mind? Cause I know what you fear you will find You were talking to some girl Who said that she'd seen you before Oh my head's such a mess Till I hear you key in the door... ...Oh yeah... ...Oh Yeah. |
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| 6. |
| 2:32 |
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Don't stop shaking
It's my head that makes me want to second guess at a distance Hoping there's a method to your madness baby I might just understand if you obey me. Hold me now I need assistance I'd take somebody else if I could. Walking down tree lined place so pensive in the country I can't take the voodoo that you do Just lust easier sussed real love makes me untrue Hard to make a stew when the meat keeps looking up at you. Hold me now I need assistance Follow down the path of least resistance Hold me now don't keep your distance I'd take somebody else if I could ~ Hold me now I need assistance Who don't you take the path of least resistance Hold me now do I need a license to hold you? Hold me now i need assistance Follow down the path of least resistance Hold me now will it take a lifetime to hold you? |
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| 7. |
| 3:58 |
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And now we find
Looking back at your state of mind, Was it all just a cover up? Woke your mother up You were on TV Did the devil say to you You can make it through I'll take you to the top And now that you're heaven bent And it pays the rent Is it hard to stop? Chorus: S.O.F.T Thought you knew the score S.O.F.T Always wanted more S.O.F.T Are you sure you're sure S.O.F.T And now we find Looking back at your state of mind Was it all just a cover up? Broke your mother up On my TV Did the devil say to you You can make it through I'll take you up the shop And in a dress too small To be a dress at all Is it hard to stop? Rpt. Chorus |
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| 2:46 |
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If you want to
Then you've got to Let it show It is waiting It is waiting. If you want to Then you'be got to Let it go It is waiting It is waiting If you want to Then you've got to Let it show It is waiting It is waiting |
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| 9. |
| 2:22 |
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John's gone his senses loaded
Over by your house, you know It's so basic John's gone, his senses loaded over by your house it's so basic I think you're faking have a good time but don't get into my head Do you recommend I wait a while direct and live or keep it constant and selective blue I can read your mind if you want to I will let you blue I can read your mind if you want to John's gone, he needs attention do you understand his inclination I've seen you shaking come down here and I'll show you the wrong way try to rearrange this tired old line connect this smile and keep it standard and reflective blue I can read your mind If you want to I will let you blue |
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| 1:33 |
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it's nearly eleven do you think we'll stand the test of time you're a cloud short of heaven but you know i want you to be mine and i sitting here waiting yeah and it's getting frustrating got to go to the garage got to get some fags and make some tea can you lend me enough wedge do you want to walk up there with me and i'm sitting here waiting yeah i'm tired of debating we've been up all night i can feel a strange attraction now it's getting light but i can't spur you into action sure not alone but so on my own oh it's a quarter to seven don't you think we've stayed up half the night you're a cloud short of heaven but i'd love to see you strut your stuff and i'm sitting here waiting yeah and it could be x-rated we could be oh so happy we could be oh so happy |
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| 11. |
| 3:16 |
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I'd work very hard,
But I'm lazy I can't take the pressure and it's starting to show, In my heart You know how it pains me A life of leisure is no life you know (Chorus:) Waking up and getting up has never been easy, Oh I think you should know Waking up and getting up has never been easy, Oh I think you should know Oh I think you should go Make a cup of tea and put a record on. I'd work very hard But I'm lazy I've got a lot of songs but they're all in my head I'll get a guitar And a lover who pays me If I can't be a star I won't get out of bed (Rpt chorus X2) |
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| 2:31 | 
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| 13. |
| 2:22 |
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See that animal get some heavy metal
Watch the world go singing sha-la-la-la White stick happiness, will we ever know how it feels, how it feels? I feel your tatoo on mine, but I can't wash it off this time Oh it's time, oh it's time, oh it's time, oh it's time. See that drug act, that AC/DC drag act on the wires in the sky tonight Fifteen new cities, but will we ever know how it feels, how it feels. I feel my tatoo on you, it's a sweet thing Terry, but it's not true It's not true, It's not true, It's not true, It's not true. |
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| 2:22 |
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No need to whine boy
Like a wind up toy you stutter at my feet And it's never the time boy You've had too much wine to stumble up my street Well it isn't a problem Nothing we can't keep between the sheets Tell me you're mine love And I will not wait for other bedtime treats (Chorus:) Is there something you lack When I'm flat on my back Is there something that I can do for you? It's always something you ate Or it's something you hate Tell me is it the way that I touch you? Have you found a new mate And is she really great Is it just that I'm much too much for you? Don't feed me a line boy I can hear that voice you use upon the phone And there's no need to be coy That is something you can do upon your own Well it isn't a problem Nothing we can't solve so just relax Am I on the wrong train love And will I have to tie you to the tracks (rpt chorus) I really want you to I really want you to |
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| 4:27 |
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It's a sign of devotion
You made everybody else seem insane You filled my head with your notions You made everybody else seem so tame In your bed I lay reeling You made everybody else seem a shame I knew from the way I was feeling Nothing could ever be quite the same I moved straight into your shoes I took up your cause and answered your phone I couldn't really imagine What life was like when I was alone Then I started to worry I thought of our lives left on the shelf Too much TV and curry Too much time spent on ourselves We were sitting in waiting And I told you my plan You were far too busy writing Words that didn't scan And you lent me your records And I leant you an ear Funny how it seems to me now That you were never here Never really here In our bed I lay reeling You made everybody else seem a shame I knew from the way I was feeling Nothing could ever be quite the same It's a sign of devotion You made everybody else seem so plain Then it felt like going through the motions First impressions never remain We were sitting in waiting And you told me your plan I was far too busy writing Rhymes that'll never scan Now I've sold all your records 'Cause they give me the fear Funny how it seems to me now That you were never here Never really here Never really here |
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| 16. |
| 1:24 |
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(louder)
When you're stuck like glue Vaseline When you need some goo When you're stuck like glue Vaseline When you're black and blue Vaseline la la la la la la la la la la When you're stuck like glue Give me some When you're stuck like glue If you'd like to woo Vaseline la la la la la la la la la la If it's hot like you Give me some Do you need a clue I want some Vaseline Vaseline Vaseline Vaseline Vaseline Vaseline |
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