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Down here on Herne Bay Front, the weather's not too good
There's not a lot of crumpet, and the fish and chips are greasy My mates and I are working days and sometimes nights Sixteen-track recording, though our tiny hands are frozen Down here on Herne Bay front, the summer season's gone But the 'Bingo' is still open, and there's always roller-skating But if you feel weak, a drive down to the 'Dolphin' for a wee drink A touch of old 'Peculiar' helps me think Down here at Herne Bay Front, on promenades 'stroll-on' While the kids stop space invaders, fishermen in 'waders' hunt ragworms Down here on Herne Bay Front, there's eels and liquor pies In 'The Sunset' in the morning, four cups of tea they're pouring Here in Herne Bay The bed and breakfast ladies are out all day The slickest thing is oil out in 'The Bay' Back to Herne Bay front Above 'Rancheros' caff, back to Herne Bay front It's not Hotel California, only electric bar-fires warm you Down here on Herne Bay Front, the 'Rangoon' has closed down Curry and chips right out the question, topless girls give indigestion Here in Herne Bay In the 'Divers Arms' you'll find them all on display Even traffics wardens drink there ? hip hip hooray! Back to front Herne Bay |
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Hey hey, A.A. man!
Hey hey, A.A. man! Hey hey, A.A. man! Hey hey, A.A. man! Out on the motorway, clocking up the miles My coupe's running roughly, steaming over Got thirty miles to go to the next services I ain't a-gonna make it, yes so this is You won't believe the state my engine's in I'm leaking oil and reckon I won't make it up the hill I should have checked my fanbelt too There's a burning smell, and now I'm pulling over to the side Hey hey, A.A. man! Hey hey, A.A. man! Hey hey, A.A. man! ? get to me as fast as you can It's now well past four and pissing down with rain Where's my member's handbook, Patricia darling! The wheels are well locked up, I'm going for the phone They ain't had the very man to fix it Operator, put me through to breakdown I'm down the road, in my little red Marina in the rain Connect me through to Information I'm pumped right out and I've fifteen miles to walk home in the wet Hey hey, A.A. man! ? get to me as fast as you can Hey hey, A.A. man! ? ------- up the jerrycan Operator, put me through to breakdown I'm down the road, in my little red Marina in the rain Connect me to Auto Information I'm pumped right out and I've fifteen miles to walk home in the wet |
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Every star that has died leave a void
Now locked inside some reel of celluloid In some old archive In this age of video, could we know Or understand the magic and the joy That was Hollywood? Hollywood, movie queens Heart-throb magazines Memory's all we've got Videos of Hollywood I love all those films, so grand I see them still, the Cecil B. De Mille's On the silver screen The legend lingers on, but with time The era gone, now images and songs That was Hollywood Hollywood, movie queens Heart-throb magazines Memory's all we've got Videos of Hollywood |
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Maybe I don't know what is going on ? but I know for sure
You gotta do what you feel is alright when you never have the thought It may not cost you a penny, but it all adds up to a crying shame When you count the cost of a heart that's lost and you're home again You awake with thea morning light, don't wanna face it at all What a way to begin in your day when your head feels like a saw You slip your head back on the pillow, floating away in a trance Only takes 'bout a moment or two when you could find yourself in France "All aboard!" ? you can hear them calling out As you're falling and really trying to shout "Wait for me, I don't wanna stay 'round here!" While your heart is out on the quayside You're still in bed on the floor You're searching hard for excuses But you've heard it all, you've heard it all before Seems like an hour or so later, you're waiting to climb on a train Wanna go where the living is slow, and never back again You know that in only a moment, your heart will be lost in a glance Never sure, now they're closing the door and now you'll never get the chance "All aboard!" ? you can hear them calling out As you're falling and really trying to shout "Wait for me, I don't wanna stay 'round here!" While your heart is lost at the station You're still in bed on the floor You're searching hard for excuses But you've heard them all, you've heard them all before It may not cost you a penny, but it all lines up to the same When you count the cost of the heart that's lost You find yourself, you find you're home again Home again, hu-huh... |
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Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, taking my breath away
There's a whole wide world at 4 o'clock in the morning Didn't have no place to go With my luck run out, standing there on the pouring My heart was feeling like a stone Sick and tired and all alone When I called out loud, something sturred in the darkness Fingers running down my spine -------- but coldness touching my face Wasn't gonna hang around My feet grew hard and touched the ground Oh, so scared! I could feel those eyes follow me everywhere I did yell God, I hope somebody's listening, I need a friend Oh, I know I'll have to say It's taking my breath away Oh oh oh, hey hey It's taking my breath away Well I must admit, finally in the daylight It never seems to be the same And you tell your friends really wasn't such a bad fright They say it's drink that's got your brain You think you maybe grow insane Oh it's there But to prove it you would have to go back again And you'll yell Better pray somebodys listening, you'll need a friend Oh, I know you'll have to say It's taken your breath away Oh oh oh, hey hey It's taken your breath away, breath away Crawling through the senses are the voices from the darkness Calling all the forces from beyond the other side What I know of all this I could say in just one sentence Nothing! He was an egomaniac before a madman and eccentric Crazy people running scared from voices in the night ??ing what they say is right, that thief is in the bottle When it all comes back to what you thought in the first place Can't be wrong it must be right When you know you're cop and got to put on a brave face Trace your steps into the night Searching for another fright Oh, you'll be scared You will feel those eyes follow you everywhere You will yell Better hope somebody's listening you'll need a friend Oh, I know you'll have to say It's taking your breath away Oh oh oh, hey hey It's taking your breath away Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, taking your breath away |
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