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| 1. |
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And the women tug their hair Like they're trying to prove it won't fall out And all the men are gargoyles Dipped long in Irish stout The whole place is pickled The people are pickles for sure And no-one knows if they've done more here Than they ever would do in a jar This could be Rotterdam or anywhere Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone Anywhere alone And everyone is blonde And everyone is beautiful and when blondes and beautiful are multiple they become so dull and dutiful And when faced with dull and dutiful They fire red warning flares Battle-Khaki personality With red underwear This could be Rotterdam or anywhere Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone Anywhere alone The whole place is pickled The people are pickles for sure And no-one knows if they've done more here Than they ever would do in a jar This could be Rotterdam or anywhere Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone This could be Rotterdam or anywhere Liverpool or Rome 'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere Anywhere alone |
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| 2. |
| 3:38 |
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She's a perfect 10, but she wears a 12 Baby keep a little 2 for me She could be sweet 16, bustin' out at the seams It's still love in the first degree When he's at my gate, with a big fat 8 You wanna see the smile on my face And even at my door, with a poor poor 4 There ain't no man can replace 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight If he's extra large well I'm in charge I can work this thing on top If he's XXL well what the hell Every penny don't fit the slot The anorexic chicks, the model 6 They don't hold no weight with me Well 8 or 9, well that's just fine But I like to hold something I can see 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight I've bought a watch, to time your beauty But I've had to fit a second hand I've bought a calendar, and every month Is taken up by lover man 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight 'Cause we love our love, in different sizes I love her body, especially the lies Time takes it's toll, but not on the eyes Promise me this, take me tonight |
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| 3. |
| 2:53 |
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He was just a social drinker but social every night He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four She was just a silent thinker, silent every night He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober And he didn't think the problem was his drink But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over And when the rotting flesh began to stink Cry freedom for the woman in the wall Cry freedom for she has no voice at all I hear her cry all day, all night I hear her voice from deep within the wall Made a cross from knitting needles Made a grave from koover bags Especially for the woman in the wall She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on So he wore it everyday in every week Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone Pretended that he thought he beard her speak Then at last it seemed that he was really winning He felt that he had some sort of grip But all of his new life was sent a-spinning When the rotting wall began to drip |
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| 4. |
| 3:22 |
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Think of you with pipe and slippers Think of her in Bed Laying there just watching telly Then think of me instead I'll never grow so old and flabby That could never be Don't marry her, fuck me And your love light shines like cardboard But your work shoes are glistening She's a Ph.D in 'I told you so' You've a knighthood in 'I'm not listening' She'll grab your sweaty bollocks Then slowly raise her knee Don't marry her, fuck me And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay And you realise you can't make it anyway You have to wash the car Take the kiddies to the park Don't marry her, fuck me Those lovely Sunday mornings With breakfast brought in bed Those blackbirds look like knitting needles Trying to peck your head Those birds will peck your soul out And throw away the key Don't marry her, fuck me And the kitchen's always tidy And the bathroom's always clean She's a diploma in 'just hiding things' You've a first in 'low esteem' When your socks smell of angels But your life smells of brie Don't marry her, fuck me And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay And you realise you can't make it anyway You have to wash the car Take the kiddies to the park Don't marry her, fuck me And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay And you realise you can't make it anyway You have to wash the car Take the kiddies to the park Don't marry her, fuck me |
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| 5. |
| 2:59 |
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I need a little time To think it over I need a little space Just on my own I need a little time To find my freedom I need a little... Funny how quick the milk turns sour Isn't it, isn't it Your face has been looking like that for hours Hasn't it, hasn't it Promises, promises turn to dust Wedding bells just turn to rust Trust into mistrust I need a little room To find myself I need a little space To work it out I need a little room All alone I need a little... You need a little room for your big head Don't you, don't you You need a little space for a thousand beds Won't you, won't you Lips that promise - fear the worst Tongue so sharp - the bubble burst Just into unjust I've had a little time To find the truth Now I've had a little room To check what's wrong I've had a little time And I still love you I've had a little... You had a little time And you had a little fun Didn't you, didn't you While you had yours Do you think I had none Do you, do you The Freedom that you wanted bad Is yours for good I hope you're glad Sad into unsad I had a little time To think it over Had a little room To work it out I found a little courage To call it off I've had a little time I've had a little time I've had a little time I've had a little time |
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| 6. |
| 2:37 |
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Everybody's talkin' at me. I can't hear a word they're sayin', Only the echoes of my mind. People stoppin' starin' I can't see their faces, Only the shadows of their eyes. I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin' Thru the pourin' rain, Goin' where the weather suits my clothes. Bankin' off the northeast wind, Sailin' on a summer breeze, Trippin' over the ocean like a stone. Woh Woh Woh I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin' Thru the pourin' rain, Goin' where the weather suits my clothes. Bankin' off the northeast wind, Sailin' on a summer breeze, Trippin' over the ocean like a stone. (Like A Stone) Everybody's talkin' at me. Woh Woh Woh |
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| 7. |
| 3:48 |
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Don't know what I'm doing here I'll carry on regardless Got enough money for one more beer I'll carry on regardless Good as gold, but stupid as mud He'll carry on regardless They'll bleed his heart 'til there's no more blood But carry on regardless Carry on with laugh Carry on with cry Carry on with brown under moonlit sky I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I want it in this I want it in this Got one note to last all week I'll carry on regardless The hill to happiness is far too steep I'll carry on regardless Dried his mouth in the Memphis sun He carried on regardless Tried to smile and he bit his tongue But carry on regardless Carry on with work Carry on with love Carry on with cheering Anything above I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this I don't want silver, I just want gold Carry on regardless Bronze is for the sick and the old But carry on regardless I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or the palm that she reads I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss Not in the next life I'll have it in this I'll have it in this |
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| 8. |
| 3:34 |
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Stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper I love you Birds singing in the sycamore tree Dream a little dream of me Say nighty-night and kiss me Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me While I'm alone and blue as can be Dream a little dream of me Stars fading but I linger on, dear Still craving your kiss I'm longing to linger til dawn, dear Just saying this Sweet dreams til sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Dream a little dream of me Stars fading but I linger on, dear Still craving your kiss I'm longing to linger til dawn, dear Just saying this Sweet dreams til sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Dream a little dream of me |
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| 9. |
| 4:05 |
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I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case I love you in the songs, I write and sing Love you because, you put me in my rightful place And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring Cheap, never cheap I'll sing you songs till you're asleep When you've gone upstairs I'll creep And write it all down Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane I wrote so many songs about you I forget your name (I forget your name) Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I forget your name I love your from the bottom of my pencil case I love the way you never ask me why I love to write about each wrinkle on your face And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry Deep so deep, the number one I hope to reap Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I wrote this song for you So let me talk about Mary, a sad story Turned her grief into glory Late at night, by the typewriter light, She ripped his ribbon to shreds |
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| 10. |
| 3:34 |
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Old Red eyes is back Red from the night before the night before Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door Old Red's in town And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound Just adding to the wrinkles on his deathly frown They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed They're only red from all the women that I could've wed So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Listen up Old Red You never listened to a word the doctor said He told you if you drank another you'd be dead Old Red Eyes is back His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head They're only red from all the things I could have done instead So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue Blue is a street without an end Red is the colour of my hell Blue is a greeting from a friend Red is the colour of farewell Old Red he died And every single landlord in the district cried An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side A lazy little tear running from each eye They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue They could never be blue |
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| 3:32 |
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I once had a friend who I loved from my heart But I went on and left her 'fore I'd made a start Now I'm moaning the blues like the rest of the charts Take me back So I'll cry with a limp Just get by on a limb Till these blue eyes of mine they are closed So here's to an old fashioned peck on the cheek And farewell my sweet Northern Rose Give me one last love song To bring you back, bring you back Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black Give him a chorus and that bit at the end Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend' Let it die, let it die Those bloody great ballads we hated at first Well I bought them all, now I'm writing worse Save us from baldness and saving the earth Take me back And I'll smile with a limp And I'll love with a limp Till the clouds disappear from above And as the storm moves away all I can say Is there's a towel on the door for your love Give me one last love song To bring you back, bring you back Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black Give him a chorus and that bit at the end Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend Let him scream loudly 'well this love could mend' Let it die, let it die, let it die |
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| 3:46 |
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It doesn't take a mathematician To add a simple sum Either you are simply beautiful Or I am simply dumb Dumb, dumb, dumb It doesn't take Robert The Bruce To see the web you've spun Either you are simply beautiful Or I am simply dumb Dumb, dumb, dumb It doesn't take a labrador To show a blind man sun Either you are simply beautiful Or I am simply dumb Dumb, dumb, dumb The sun, the sky, the moon, the stars Jupiter, Neptune and Mars All these things I clearly see It don't take a telescope for you to love me Dumb, dumb, dumb |
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| 14. |
| 3:17 |
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How long's a tear take to dry When a woman has no breeze? How long's a tear take to dry When a woman, when a woman's on her knees? How long's a tear take to dry When a woman hasn't sinned? How long's a tear take to dry When the weather, when the weather brings no wind? Look I'm sorry that I hurt you You look a million dollars and a dime Time's the greatest healer But love's the greatest stealer of all time I'm so sorry, (make it plural) - My heart's broken, (mine's the same) I still love you (make it plural) You're so sweet! The flowers smell sweeter, the closer you are to the grave The flowers smell sweeter, the closer you are to the grave How long's a tear take to dry When almighty brings is rain? How long's a tear take to dry And do tears, and do tears really stain? This heart was like a tardis I went and lost the key in a fight I've never found a locksmith Will you be my locksmith tonight? (Will I shite) I'm so sorry, (make it plural) - My heart's broken, (mine's the same) I still love you (make it plural) You're so sweet! The flowers smell sweeter, the closer you are to the grave The flowers smell sweeter, the closer you are to the grave How long does sorry really last Is it tattooed upon your heart? Or is it hung in a museum With your Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa ex-ass art? I have no summer, (I'll buy you summer) I'll buy July, if December makes you cry A little or no trace face belies a lie of many days gone by A little or no trace face belies a lie of many days gone by -acapo |
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| 4:11 |
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Love takes time we all agree and time's not the easiest to cheat The water changes one degree When will the shiver of this river turn to sea The river does no good, no harm Tempts us like pirates to its calm Lover's shanty, devil's psalm Goddamn this river and its shiver and its charm If you've got love's A to Z Don't go dredging river bed Use your fins and use your head This river's hooked the floating dead Our lives go bounding down the strewn When will we realise minnow dreams The frustration eating you and me Our only wish to be the fish that meets the sea We cannot tell a he or she But us fish can tell a we We know the seed we know the tree When will my conker conquer thee The cheaper woman and myself We've both got ladders in our tights When you've been left on the top shelf You've got those ladders in your sights |
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| 3:13 |
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Is it Cologne with it's great cathedral?
Milan with it's glamour and it's pace? London with it's river and it's bridges? Lisbon with it's beauty and it's grace? Funny looking buses Climb it's pot-bellied hills And a solitary jogger Times the time he kills Do you know where I'm gonna go? None of you have guessed, so none of you can know If you've been, that's not where I mean It's got class and it's got excellence like you've never seen Your town is dragging me down Dragging me down, down, down Your town is dragging me down Dragging me down, down, down Is it Dublin with it's culture and it's wit? Madrid with it's market square? Paris with it's bustling cafes? Hull with it's musical flair? Do you know where I'm gonna go? None of you have guessed so none of you can know If you've been, that's not where I mean It's got class and it's got excellence like you've never seen Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down As I watch them drop the grain into your fish tank brain How can you like this place when it never even rains? Never even rains Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down Your town is dragging me down Is dragging me down, down, down Is dragging me down, down, down Is dragging me down, down, down Is dragging me down, down, down |
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| 3:42 |
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Little seas can be big seas To the wrong or long of sights But the Mediterranean Looks like aspirin tonight The Doctor told me the chemist He had nothing for my plights But the Mediterranean Looks like aspirin tonight This ocean puts in motion All our wildest Crusoe thoughts Turns brain to Kontiki When it's always been left in port I'd rather be cemented In deep blue building site 'Cause drugs can get you higher But my chosen drug tonight Is the reliable Mediterranean Is the reliable Mediterranean Is my chosen my chosen drug tonight Little voyage can be big voyage If you sail in the middle of night But the Mediterranean Needs the compass tonight It gives cheap thrills to the seagulls Life to lifes little kites But the Mediterranean Is my aspirin tonight This ocean puts in motion All our wildest Crusoe thoughts Turns brain to Kontiki When it's always been left in port I'd rather be cemented In deep blue building site 'Cause drugs can get you higher But my chosen drug tonight Is the reliable Mediterranean Is the reliable Mediterranean Is my chosen my chosen drug tonight I'd rather be cemented In deep blue building site 'Cause drugs can get you higher But my chosen drug tonight Is the reliable Mediterranean Is the reliable Mediterranean Is my chosen my chosen drug tonight |
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