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I was born in poverty but when I was about nineteen
I wrote a song called 'Kiss Me', and soon it was pay day A terraced house in that country, I thought that would do for me It's seemed to be the lilac time, but when the lilac died I went back to town and cried, I need someone who'll always love me The day after someone dies, waking little lesser lies Why do the wicked seem to survive, Eucharistain song We're little more alone, the moments took that were never known They'll never see my happy home, you see them everyday I know you want to say, you won't forget we'll always love you When you're young and you fall down and cry When you're old and you fall down and died I am in between, there will never be Anywhere or sincere with anyone that I find dear Checking in around twilight, the hotel where we board the tonight I run a path and pack some books, which we will embrace Told me that your father died, when you buried him you cried You're sorry and you are surprised, he died and you were born So you don't have to mourn, live your life alone, always love you Love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you |
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I was born in Birmingham
But soon I would escape With education incomplete And two songs on a tape When my girlfriend was expelled We took the London coach Her sister gave her daffodils Her mother, an old brooch And she smiled and she smiled And she smiled... She was so beautiful - 17 She was so beautiful - 17 We didn't have much money then No hi-fi or TV So we made love, I'd sing her songs And she would read to me But we were young I didn't know what love was all about When I slept with her best friend Of course she threw me out! And we cried and we cried And we cried... I was looking for a deal Looking for a hit The affectations of success The airs that go with it While she was looking for a man Who didn't need a maid She modelled for an agency Who made sure she got paid When she smiled, when she smiled When she smiled... I was an empty head libertine |
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You film the dark in Technicolor
And I?ll be wrapped around your finger If you?ve a lesson you can teach my heart You rescued me out of a lake So deep and dark with my mistakes That I get wet whenever we?re apart You are more than what I bargained for You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are Did I pretend to crave their souls? To serve while kissing all their holes Did I pretend to be their truest friend? Another string, a bow of sin My heart, a silent violin At least you made me tune it in the end You are more than what I bargained for You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are And if you want to run away for the day I will stay by your side But if you want to leave me here Then my dear, I won?t fear suicide More than I bargained for You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are You are, you are, you are You are, you are, you are |
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She belongs to all, she talks as she undresses
The love that she expresses when nothing can be said Pennies in a stream, my love songs unrequited And all the dicks you slighted are at your door I won?t erase your teenage writings from my wall Where you wrote, love is all, you meant it you know you did Where others see the mother of another child I still see, your eyes ablaze and wild outside your faculty She belongs to all, among the facts and fictions The crutches and addictions of everyday Even in the grey, solar energy is transmuted The one thing that can?t be disputed is on its way I won?t erase your teenage writings from my wall Where you wrote, love is all, you meant it you know you did Where others see the mother of another child I still see your eyes ablaze and wild, outside your faculty L?amour est tout, je te jure, monsieur I won?t erase your teenage writings from my wall Where you wrote, love is all, you meant it you know you did Where others see the mother of another child I still see your eyes ablaze and wild, outside your faculty |
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I'm not very bright but I know right from wrong
And I've not been right, for I don't know how long I cry in my sleep, I laugh when you weep, I lie and I cheat I talk with my feet, I'm running away, I'm lost and I long for oblivion You gave me life, I gave you make believe You wanted to be my wife, I wanted you to leave I cry in my sleep, I laugh when you weep, I lie and I cheat I talk with my feet, I'm running away, I'm lost and I long for oblivion I took the darkest ways down and doubtful ?I'm sorry?, I heard you say, we can work it on I cry in my sleep, I laugh when you weep, I lie and I cheat I talk with my feet, I'm running away, I'm lost and I long for oblivion |
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You think your're gay, gets in the way
Being in love with your boyfriend You dump and see blokes, you don't laugh at jokes Your Anti Christ could be a God send Come down now, I guess you found how Most of it's live will have to forgive you Not knowing if you get a little bit of something good, grab hold of it Never let go, you don't know what they broke from it If you get a little bit of something good hold on to it Never let go, you don't know what they come against We were the punks the bolly one drunks The last to be out school teenagers No one drops out, nobody shouts Because the crash course to the neighbhours Come down now, I guess you found how Most of it's live will have to forgive you Not knowing if you get a little bit of something good, grab hold of it Never let go, you don't know what they broke from it If you get a little bit of something good, hold on to it Never let go, you don't know what they come against Something good, something good Something good, something good Why am I always the one, won't let go just hanging on After all the love is gone, long gone Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see, something good |
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I moved to town at 23
And launched myself in society From a squat in Archway, N19 Looking for a thrill I fell in love with Ecstasy Which seemed to fuel my vanity I swore to write just poetry And live upon a hill It wasn't her my love, it was me Looking for another way to see Looking for another place to be I sang my songs of Birmingham How did you relate to them? Did you dig the proleterian way I got it wrong? I bet you never thought I'd dream of you More than that I'd fall for you Walk just to bump into you Like you bumped into this song And I'd betray my childhood Betray my class if I could For a moment truly understood A reason to believe In ornamental flower beds There in blooms the memory Of all those who can't come back to me The love we have to leave |
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