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| 1. |
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Beetlebum, what you done
She's a gun, now what you done, Beetlebum Get nothing done, you Beetlebum Just get numb, now what you done, Beetlebum And when she lets me slip away She turns me on and all my violence gone Nothing is wrong, I just slip away and I am gone Nothing is wrong, she turns me on I just slip away and I am gone Beetlebum, because you're young She's a gun, now what you done, Beetlebum She'll suck your thumb, she'll make you come Cos she's your gun, now what you done, Beetlebum And when she lets me slip away She turns me on and all my violence gone Nothing is wrong, I just slip away and I am gone There's nothing wrong, she turns me on I just slip away and I am He's on, he's on, he's on it, He's on, he's on, he's on it. (to end) |
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| 2. |
| 2:01 |
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I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet It wasn't easy But nothing is, no When I feel heavy metal And I'm pins and I'm needles Well I lie and I'm easy All of the time But I'm never sure when I need you Pleased to meet you I got my head done When I was young It's not my problem It's not my problem When I feel heavy metal And I'm pins and I'm needles Well I lie and I'm easy All of the time But I'm never sure when I need you Pleased to meet you Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah |
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| 3. |
| 4:50 |
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Yeah, I found nowhere
It got to know me Let me sleep all day Spend the money I haven't felt my legs Since the summer And I don't call my friends Forgot their numbers VIP 223 I had my chances Or did they have me Now stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man I'm on a comeback roll Yeah, I'm a blizzard And in my motor home Sweat on my pillow all night VIP 223 I've had my chances And they had me Now stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man VIP 223 I've had my chances And they had me Now stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man I've gone and fucked it Cos I'm a ballad man And everybody is Cos I'm a ballad man And thats all it is Cos I'm a ballad man I've gone and fucked it Cos I'm a...... |
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| 4. |
| 3:27 |
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It's automatic (It's automatic)
I need to unload (Need to unload) Under the pressure (Under the pressure) Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road) Fall into fashion (Fall into fashion) Fall out again (Fall out again) We stick together (We stick together) Cos it never ends (It never ends) Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl) Here comes a high (The only ones in the world) Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out) Here it comes You, me, we'll work it out Here comes tomorrow (Here comes tomorrow) One, two, three episodes (Three episodes) We stick together (We stick together) Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road) Cos that's entertainment (That's entertainment) It's the sound of the wheel (Sound of the wheel) It rolls on forever (Roll, roll forever) Yeah you know how it feels (Know how it feels) Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl) Here comes a high (The only ones in the world) Here comes everything (Like monkeys out in space) Here it comes (We are members of the human race) Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl) Here comes a high (The only ones in the world) Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out) Here it comes You, me, we'll work it out It's automatic (It's automatic) I need to unload (Need to unload) Under the pressure (Under the pressure) Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road) Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl) Here comes a high (The only ones in the world) Here comes everything (Like monkeys in outer space) Here it comes (We are members of the human race) Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl) Here comes a high (The only ones in the world) Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out) Here it comes You, me, we'll work it out |
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| 5. |
| 4:26 |
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Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears Videoed by a bus load of tourists Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade. Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order From a man in a tee-pee, California. He said he once was the great game show performer Then he blew all his money away, Blew it all away. So take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, oh you should try it R. E. Perot, got gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Cos then you're on your own Then you're on your own Well, we all go happy day glow in the discos The sound of magic music in our brains Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors Says Lord, give me faith, for I've jumped into space I'm in outer space. So take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, oh you should try it R. E. Perot, got gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Cos then you're on your own Then you're on your own So take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, oh you should try it R. E. Perot, get gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Cos then you're on your own Then you're on your own |
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| 3:36 |
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Sad, drunk, and poorly
Sleeping really late Sad, drunk, and poorly Not feeling so great Wandering lost in a town full of frowns Sad, drunk, and poorly Dogs digging up the ground And I feel the light In the night and in the day And I feel the light When the sky's just mud and grey And I feel the light When you tell me it's OK Cos you're so great, and I love you Tea Tea and coffee Helps to start the day Tea Tea and coffee Shaking all the way City's alive and, surprise, so am I Tea, tea and coffee Get no sleep today And I feel the light In the night and in the day And I feel the light When the sky's just mud and grey And I feel the light When you tell me it's OK Cos you're so great, and I love you |
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| 4:34 |
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The death of the party
Came as no surprise Why did we bother? Should have stayed away Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf The death of the teenager Standing on his own Why did he bother? Should have slept alone Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf |
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| 9. |
| 1:25 |
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He makes an inner arm block
Then kicks from behind The lights, they go off But he can fight blind Cos he got the touch And he won't live long He comes from Hong Kong Where justice is done Chinese bombs, millions jump Chairman's junk, USA Won't somebody, won't somebody Sink the place Got a call to go to Soho The dragon said go Let everyone know That you got the touch You come from Hong Kong Where justice is done Where people are strong But you won't live long Chinese bombs, millions jump Chairman's junk, USA Bruce Lee come, save the day Bruce Lee come the Chinese way |
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| 4:12 |
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I heard a man who had no lungs
He took me in and made me lunch Told me how I'd lost a friend He smiled at me - that was the end And I said, I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love Cut my hair off in the road I tear my coat off, drop my load Wipe my hands on the grass Cos now I know nothing will last And I said, I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love (to end) |
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| 3:51 |
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Good morning, lethargy
Drink Pepsi - it's good for energy The bath's on, smoke in the bedroom Sore throat, and on my neck a nasty bruise And where it came from Well I don't know But we played last night - it was a good show Got to play a second rate chat show A nationwide deal, so we gotta go Jeff from the Company says it'll be alright Got an ad on KROQ And there's an in-store tonight Well I build things up Then I let them go Got to get time share on the radio Look inside America She's alright, she's alright Sitting out in the distance But I'm not trying to make her mine Looking for America With its kookie nights And suicides TV says its alright Cos everybody's hung up On something or other Stepping off in twenty So the driver says I should sleep tonight But I think I'll watch videos instead Annie Hall leaves New York in the end Press rewind and Woody gets her back again And the whole world could have passed through me But I don't know that it means much to me Look inside America She's alright, she's alright Sitting out in the distance But I'm not trying to make her mine I'm looking for America With its kookie nights And suicides TV says its alright Cos everybody's strung out On something or other And the whole world could have passed through me But I don't know that it means much to me |
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| 4:02 |
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All I want to be
Is washed out by the sea No Death Star over me Won't give me any peace All I want is light relief Put the crazies on the street Give them guns and feed them meat They'll shoot the Death Star down Dig a hole and put it down A thousand miles underground They say it's no game There's strange news from another star I'm lost, I'm lost There's strange news from another star Give me all your stuff Until I can't get up Watch the whole world freeze Counting tin cans in our sleep Submarines are diving deep And don't believe in me And don't believe in me All I've ever done is tame Will you love me all the same Will you love me though it's always the same They say it's no game There's strange news from another star I'm lost, I'm lost There's strange news from another star From another star From another star From another star |
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| 3:45 |
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At the music heist
I met the gourmet man With aluminium lungs Sucks out all he can He sees the whole world go flip In a stunt bug style Cos he's a parasite With a cellulite pile Well he can smile Cos this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Hey, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Sticky eyes and sticky bones You get no time on your own You get a dose and a ghost You get it coast to coast Now you dye your hair black Get Satan tattooed on your back You pierce yourself with a Coke can And rub yourself with fake tan Now you're in the band Cos this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Hey, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on No matter how low There's always further to go When you're movin' on, you're movin' on No matter how low There's always somewhere to go Movin on, we're movin' on Won't be long before we're gone Hey, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Yeah, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on No matter how low Theres always further to go Movin' on, you're movin' on No matter how low There's always further to go |
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| 11:24 |
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I remember thinking murder in the car
Watching dogs somersault Through sprinklers on tiny lawns I remember the graffiti We are your children coming In with spray cans of paint I remember the sunsets and the plains of cement And the way the night just seemed To turn the colour of orangeade In this town, cellular phones are hot with teens In this town, we all go to terminal pubs It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life From this town, The English army grind their teeth into glass You know you'll get a kicking tonight The smell of puke and piss The smell of puke and piss on your stilettos Here comes that panic attack My heart stops... and then it starts Give me a drink I'll drink your round I take you round the pole It's cold up here (I see the universe waiting by a minibus) You'll catch the flu Or you'll catch the city Either way, you'll catch the flu Or you'll catch the city |
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