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This girl, she didn't turn out quite the way she was supposed to do
This girl, she got bored of all the things they brought her up to say She never meant them anyway This girl, she got caught out on the multi-storey car park Throwing goodbye notes wrapped up in bricks When they put her in the car she said, 'Jesus made me do it' But all the priests in all the world couldn't save this girl This girl, content with all the bloody noses, scabby knees You get from fighting wars like these, Running past the tidy houses pulling faces This material world couldn't tempt this girl (Chorus) Now she entertains the world and all its mates But she doesn't fit in And everybody thinks this girl is great But she's lacing all the party drinks with venom from a poison pen This girl, she made a habit of habitually lying Does everybody's head in She knows what happens when the next stop that you see It's not the one that everyone expected it to be This girl, happy families 'round the supermarket check-out She loves to be the odd one out The party girl who stayed upstairs Playing musical chairs La-la, la-la-la She doesn't care this girl. (Repeat chorus) This girl, she didn't turn out quite the way she was supposed to do |
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These red azaleas never grew so tall
This well of loneliness Could rise and drown us all There is no right or wrong Things fall as they do Pulled by the sun and the moon Forever comes too soon People come People go But still I'll never let go Ideas come Ideas go Still I'll never let go Still I'll never let go I've fallen for the girl Been mad about the boy When you've kissed an angel There's just no choice There is no right or wrong Things fall as they do Pulled by the sun and the moon Forever comes too soon People come People go But still I'll never let go Ideas come Ideas go Still I'll never let go Still I'll never let go Lying there with the squares on the kitchen floor Watch the clock's pointing fingers It's seen it all before There is no right or wrong Things fall as they do Pulled by the sun and the moon Forever comes too soon People come People go But still I'll never let go Ideas come Ideas go Still I'll never let go Still I'll never let go Still I'll never let go Still I'll never let go Still I'll never let go (Still I'll never let go) |
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Don't tell me lies
I want it all (Repeat) I don't need fingerprints So button up your coat Before you catch your death of cold Throw away your books They're building windmills Three miles up Out on the moors There's an empire waiting (Chorus) Look at me now I can take on the world and win Look at me now Towny go home Whispers in the Tower of Babel But I have all I need I have shoes with sharpened soles And every simple joy We make it all so complicated When all you need to know Is putting the meat Around your bones (Repeat chorus) Just look at me now Both feet on the ground My sights are fixed on the horizon (Repeat) |
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(Chorus)
Wondering Have I given up dreaming? Come down from the ceiling I won't do that again Thinking My misspent history Mistakes to teach me I won't do that again Dreams I kept as a child Kept me quiet and hypnotized Cooked away my valentines Served myself up every night Couldn't see me for the trees And all that hallmark poetry I'm not the girl I used to be I'm not the girl I used to be (Repeat chorus) Trying to break the family ties Chocolate hearts and tacky lies Heard a thousand crappy lines And I believed them every time So I beg to disagree Love's not taking all of me I'm not the girl I used to be I'm not the girl I used to be (Repeat chorus) I'm not the girl I used to be (Repeat) |
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Here's the devil in disguise
Hits me right between the eyes Like a thief out of the night Someone taught him how to fight (Chorus) Love can knock you over Love can knock you over Tongue-tied and crucified Cross my heart and hope to die But I'll get up again And I'll fall down again And I'll get fooled again (Repeat chorus) Beaten by the sucker punch And I don't care about getting' up You can count me out this time And I won't mind So used to useless metaphors Lost the battle, won the war Words to fight another day Pass away (Repeat chorus) |
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Sitting on the shelf when someone called my number
With a template in one hand, scissors in the other 'What lump of clay is this?' Said the king maker to me Dull, gray matter, perfect for his alchemy The future flesh and blood on the bones of the big lie A no-wit who's face fits and never wonders why I met my Mephistophelles, the papers sealed in blood Like I got a transfer deal the lad done good (Chorus) Good King Danbert at the helm His face on every coin of the realm And every time we sing, it's three cheers for the king Hey, hey, hey Sirhan, Sirhan, where have you gone? All mixed up We take a fool for a king All mixed up Mistake a fool for a king (Repeat) The washing powder advert That everybody hates But all the research shows that's how brand names are made Squeaky clean, no skeletons In other words I've never lived Makes me highly-qualified To decide what gives Rough-shod, riding rail-road Over all the awkward questions Queen Victoria of Grantham To give me her blessing It's written all over me I'm touched by the hand I am the something very rotten In the state of little England (Repeat chorus) All mixed up (Repeat) |
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I'm Judas Judy, panicking, got everything and nothing
Happy birthday mister president I'm here to call your bluff From the top of the world I'm gonna jump, jump, jump I'm so perfectly imperfect and I did it for your love I'm as small as Thumbelina, sugar fairy on the cake Because the thinnest of excuses leave the bitterest taste Brittle-boned, Barbie-cued, take a piece of my heart When you know you haven't got it, does it make you feel good This dress is killing me Frockanoia (Repeat) I won and then I lost and then I won and then I lost And now I know how much a pound of flesh can cost And the question isn't if, but a definite when Do I throw my achy heart into the gutter again The party isn't over 'til the thin lady sings Critics dressed as waiters waiting in the wings There they'll gather like vultures to pick at the bones I won and then I lost and I got nothing at all This dress is killing me Frockanoia (Repeat) |
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Part punk, part God almighty
Part fuck you, part Mister X-ray Eyes I didn't choose to be shouting for a living It happened Something snapped and I don't know why Too many slaps? Too many priests? Fumbled sex in parks? Or just a part of the me, me, me generation The Thatcher youth Coming home to roost If the old school cap fits, wear it But I'll take my cake and share it Burning down a bonfire made of teachers Pay your VAT bills on the cinders Just you and little Molly Flinders Doing the twist at all the dances Don't look to me for answers (Let's twist again) Hear them sing (Let's twist again) See them sing (Let's twist again) (Let's twist again) Hear them sing (Let's twist again) See them sing (Let's twist again) Bring on the dancing girls Part sussed, part amateur Part love you, part mister bleeding heart I singalonga, jump uppa-downa Watch this space I've got lungs full of this stuff Two sides together in the commons bar Just who the fuck do they think they are I am not a pop star I'm a part of the class war Every revolutionary Is motivated by love I see the newsreels, two hundred bodies In a shallow grave in Timor What am I supposed to do? Forget it? Pretend it never happened? Whilst politicians circle-jerk 'round Legal jargon totem poles (Let's twist again) Hear them sing (Let's twist again) See them sing (Let's twist again) (Let's twist again) Hear them sing (Let's twist again) See them sing (Let's twist again) Bring on the dancing girls You tell me Where does entertainment end And responsibility begin Oh Salome waits Oh Salome waits Oh Salome waits She says 'bring me all the heads of all the heads of state (Repeat) (Let's twist again) Hear them sing (Let's twist again) See them sing (Let's twist again) (Let's twist again) Hear them sing (Let's twist again) See them sing (Let's twist again) Bring on the dancing girls |
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Shiny button-down clown suit
Oxymoron (Repeat) F**ked up the simplest of chores Mister constant consternation And his declaration of war Makes a fist out of demands With his plasticene hands Matey makes a big, big deal And matey makes a big big meal Boasts of a conscience so big It means his uniform won't fit Cooking books and punching drunks Working for the real crooks The good cop Oxymoron (Repeat) I don't believe in the good cop I don't believe in the good cop I don't believe At the ticket inspector's party Prison guards eye store detectives All good fighters of crime Same repeated chat-up line Are you well tooled up Come and have a go if you think You're hard enough Watch them tighten their straps Yes sir I switched on the taps Heads to crack, eyes to black Bureaucrats will cover your tracks Here's how your dictatorships begin Fools obey without thinking The good cop Oxymoron (Repeat) I don't believe in the good cop I don't believe in the good cop I don't believe (Repeat) |
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One year later
This queue never moved I've got well dressed slugs Crawling over my shoes And all these bouncers Pushing me around Well I'll huff and I'll puff I'll blow your house down In these hard times No money for the arts No money for a bonus And my car won't start The taxman cometh And the landlord too Now something better chance I've got things to do Scratched record carries on forever Last waltz carries on forever Prize fighter carries on forever Too much bowing To the sacred cow Hey! you! outside! now! Two years later And the tap still drips This pain in my back Means I still can't sleep They're ripping up the longside For plastic seats We're ripping off the gas Just to make ends meet Half the population Living off crime I'm talking 'bout the fuckers On question time Pop fops on horse Haven't got a clue Now something better change I've got things to do Scratched record carries on forever Last waltz carries on forever Prize fighter carries on forever Too much bowing To the sacred cow Hey! you! outside! now! Three years later And I'm still in this queue Now somethnig better change I've got things to do Too much bowing To the sacred cow Hey! you! outside! now! |
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Ugh! Your ugly, your ugly, your ugly houses look so Ugh!
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