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No Distance Left to Run
It’s over You don’t need to tell me I hope you’re with someone who makes you feel safe in your sleeping tonight I won’t kill myself, trying to stay in your life I got no distance left to run When you see me Please turn your back and walk away I don’t want to see you Cos i know the dreams that you keep It’s where we meet When your coming down, think of me here I got no distance left to run It’s over, I knew it would end this way I hope you’re with someone who makes you feel That this life is the night And it settles down, stays around Spends more time with you I got no distance left to run |
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Tender Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is the day The demons go away Lord need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the ghost The ghost I love the most Hiding from the sun Waitingfor the night to come Tender is my heart I’m screwing up my life Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 Tender is the night Lying by your side Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much Tender is my heart you know I’m screwing up my life Oh Lord I need to find Someone who can heal my mind Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing That we have I’m waiting for that feeling I’m Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2 |
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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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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 (to end) |
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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 woo hoo And I'm pins and I'm needles woo hoo Well, I lie and I'm easy All of the time but I'm never sure Why I need you Pleased to meet you I got my head done whem I was young it's not broblem it's not broblem woo hoo When I feel heavy metal woo hoo And I'm pins I'm needles woo hoo Well I lie and I'm easy All of the time But I'm never sure why I need you Pleased to meet you yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah |
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Beetlebum
What you've done She's a gun Now what you've done Beetlebum Get nothing done You beetlebum just get numb Now what you've done Beetlebum (Chorus) And when she lets me slip away She turns me on all my violence is 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've done Beetlebum She'll suck your thumb She'll make you come Coz, she's your gun Now what you've done Beetlebum (repeat chorus) |
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Charmless Man
I met him in a crowded room Where people go to drink away their gloom He sat me down and so began The story of a charmless man Educated the expensive way He knows his claret from his beaujolais I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray But then nature didn't make him that way He went He thinks his educated airs Those family shares Will protect him That we'll respect him He moves in circles of friends Who just pretend That they like him He does the same to them And when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He knows the swingers and their cavalry Says he can get in anywhere for free I began to go a little cross-eyed And from this charmless man I just had to hide He talks at speed He gets nose bleeds He doesn't see His days are tumbling Down upon him And yet he tries so hard to please He's just so keen For you to listen But no-one's listening And when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man He thinks his educated airs Those family shares Will protect him That you'll respect him And yet he tries so hard to please He's just so keen For you to listen But no-one's listening And when you put it all together There's the model of a charmless man |
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Stereotypes
The suburbs they are dreaming They're a twinkle in her eye She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye She wears a low cut T-shirt Runs a little B&B She's most accomodating when she's in her lingerie Wife-swapping is your future You know that it would suit ya Yes They're stereotypes There must be more to life All your life you're dreaming And then you Stop dreaming From time to time you know you should be Going on another bender The suburbs they are sleeping But he's dressing up tonight She likes a man in uniform He likes to wear it tight They're on the lovers' sofa They're on the patio And when the fun is over Watch themselves on video The neighbours may be staring But they are just past caring Yes The stereotypes There must be more to life All your life you're dreaming And then you Stop dreaming Time to time you know You're going on another bender Yes There must be more to life Than stereotypes |
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This is the next century
Where the Universal's free You can find it anywhere Yes, the future's been sold Every night we're gone And to karaoke songs How we like to sing along 'Though the words are wrong It really, really, really could happen Yes, it really, really, really could happen When the days they seem to fall through you Well, just let them go No-one here is alone Satellite's in every home Yes, the Universal's here Here for everyone Every paper that you read Says tomorrow's your lucky day Well, here's your lucky day It really, really, really could happen Yes, it really, really, really could happen If the days they seem to fall through you Well, just let them go |
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(So the story begins)
City dweller Successful fella Thought to himself: 'Oops, I've got a lot of money Caught in a rat race Terminally I'm a professional cynic But my heart's not in it I'm paying the price of living life at the limit Caught up in the century's anxiety' Yes, it preys on him He's getting thin (Try the simple life) He lives in a house A very big house In the country Watching afternoon repeats And the food he eats In the country He takes all manner of pills And piles up analyst bills In the country Oh, it's like an animal farm That's the rural charm In the country He's got morning glory and life's a different story Everything's going Jackanory Touched with his own mortality He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland Oh, it's a century's remedy For the faint at heart A new start (Try the simple life) He lives in a house A very big house In the country He's got a fog in his chest So he needs a lot of rest In the country He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh Takes herbal baths In the country You should come to no harm On the animal farm In the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why) |
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Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... (Parklife!)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as... (Parklife!) John's got brewer's droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons - they love a bit of it. (Parklife!) Who's that gut lord marching? You should cut down on your porklife, mate, get some exercise! (Parklife!) CHORUS: All the people So many people And they all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife Know what I mean? I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (Parklife!) I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the house. (Parklife!) I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. (Parklife!) And then I'm happy for the rest of the day, safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it. CHORUS Parklife - Parklife! Parklife - Parklife! It's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now. Parklife - Parklife! And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round... Parklife - Parklife! chorus 두번 반복 |
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All these dirty words
They make us look so dumb Been drinking far too much And neither of us mean what we say (chorus) Well you and I Collapsed in love And it looks like we might have made it, yes it looks like we've made it to the end What happened to us Soon it will be gone forever Infatuated only with ourselves And neither of us can think straight anymore (chorus x 2) |
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Sunday morning rock with the lack
I think I’ll take a walk in the park Hey, hey, hey, it’s a beautiful day I’ve got somone waiting for me When I see her I know that you say Hey, hey, hey, it’s a beautiful day Ha, ha, ha, beautiful sunday This is my, my, my, beautiful day When you say, say, say, say that you love me Oh my, my, my, it’s a beautiful day, Birds are singing you by my side Let’s take the car and go for a ride Hey, hey, hey, it’s a beautiful day We’ll drive on and follow the sun Making Sunday goes on and on hey, hey, hey it’s a beautful day Ha, ha, ha beautiful Sunday This is my, my, my, beautiful day When you say, say, say, say that you love me Oh my, my, my, it’s a beautiful day Ha, ha, ha, beautiful Sunday This is my, my, my, beautiful day When you say, say, say, say that you love me Oh my, my, my it’s a beautiful day |
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The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps
So she takes the bus into the country Although she got herself rosy cheeks She didn’t leave enough money to pay the rent The landlord says that she’s out in a week What a shame she was just getting comfy Now she’s eating chocolate to induce sleep In a chemical world, It’s very, very, very cheap And I don’t know about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes It’s been a hell of a do They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes Peeping Thomas has a very nice view Across the street at the exhibitionist These townies they never speak to you Just stick together so they never get lonely Feeling lead, feeling quite light-headed Had to sit down and have some sugary tea In chemical world, in a chemical world It’s very, very, very cheap And I don’t know about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes It’s been a hell of a do They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes, yes I don’t know about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes It’s been a hell of a do They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes And now she’s found about you But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes Well I don’t know about you They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes Until you can see right through Until you can see right through Until you can see right through |
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He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails Trying not to be sick again And holding on for tomorrow London ice cracks on a seamless line He's hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow ...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... She's a twentieth century girl With her hands on the wheel Trying not to make him sick again Seeing what she can borrow London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes But we're we're lost on the Westway So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow Trying not to be sick again And holding for tomorrow She's a twentieth century girl Hanging on for dear life So we hold each other tightly And hold on for tomorrow Singing La la, la la la La la la la la la la la x3 Holding on for tomorrow Jim stops and gets out the car, goes to a house in Emperor's gate, Through the door and to his room, Then he puts the TV on, Turns it off and makes some tea, Says Modern Life Is Rubbish I'm Holding on for tomorrow, Then Susan comes into the room, She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile, Says let's take a drive to Primrose Hill, It's windy there and the view's so nice, London ice can freeze your toes Like anyone I suppose I'm Holding on for tomorrow.. |
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A fervoured image of another world
Is nothing in particular now And imitation comes naturally But I never really stopped to think how And everyone is a clever clone A chrome coloured clone am I So in the abscence of a way of life Just repeat this again and again...and again Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene, all right I’m leaving town to run away Right into your twisted arms No queues and there’s no panic there Just dangling your feet in the grass My lack of natural luster now Seems to be losing me friends So in the abscence of a way of life Just repeat this again and again...and again Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene! Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene, all right Hey, hey come out tonight Hey, hey come out tonight Popscene! |
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Sitting in a SDT
Waiting for an underground trail To rumble undemeath my teeth Bang goes another day Where it went I could not say Now I'll have to wait another week When all is said and all is done What was said was never done Don't panic It's not really worth your while Bang goes another year In and out of one ear Everybody's doing it So do it too I don't need anyone But a little love Would make things better Sitting on the early bus Passing through the morning rush It makes no difference That I'm not with you Bang goes another year In and out of one ear Everybody is doing it I'll do it too |
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You're taking the fun out of
everything Making me run when I dont want to think You're taking the fun out of everything I don't want to think at all There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play You're taking the fun out of everything You're making it clear when I don't want to think You're taking me up when I don't want to go up anymore I'm just watching it all There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play There's no other way There's no other way All that you can do is watch them play |
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She's fly, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone She's touch smell sight taste and sound But somehow I can't believe that anything should happen I know we're right below and nothing's gonna happen, yeah 1-Cause she's so high High above me, she's so lovely She's so high Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite She's so high High above me First class, fancy free, she's high society She's got the best of everything Why could a guy like me ever really offer? She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother, ah ha (repeat 1) She comes to speak to me I freeze immediately Cause what she says sounds so unreal Cause somehow I can't believe that anything should happen I know we're right below and nothing's gonna happen (rpt 1) She's so high High above me |
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