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I'll never be hip in the magazines
(That don't matter) And I don't mix in those social scenes (Just don't bother) I'm not in the book on the coffee tables (I don't care) And I just don't fit designer labels We're out there We've just got each other One love and one lover This must be the start of something special Taken to the heart as something special When we're apart we're together Welcome to the start of forever It's such a release just to be with you (We're together) Even when I can't speak my love talks to you (You're my lover) You don't tie me down, you just set me free (Easter, brother) I don't want more than you to be with me (Undercover) I can't express it better Mere words lack the lustre |
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I'm lying to myself
But I don't know if I'm prepared to listen The answer is skin deep Where can I find a simpler complexion? Maybe I can, maybe I can't Maybe a baby or maybe a plant I could buy a gun, a new pair of shoes I'll make you unhappy So don't make me choose Between the devil I know, the devil I don't A lover who loves me and a lover who won't Accept that I'm so confused About love and love I have refused I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair It's over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair But, baby, I don't care I want what I can't have But if by chance I get it I don't want it I want to hold your hand But holding hands holds more demands than answers Give me a kiss, give me a break Give me a miss 'cause I won't stay awake Beyond the flattery dash Caught in a crush A moment of pash before the pregnant hush Is it two hearts or three? Shaken or stirred? Give me an answer or give me the bird Oh won't you tell me about the loves in your life? You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife You, you execute love's pas de deux But you think you're just par for the course And your kisses have no strings attached And your love is always left on the latch You're such a sweet thing Not a catch phrase or a dance craze But the nature of my success Seems to make your tears jingles for singles |
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In the summer and her pinafore
She thought she'd love for evermore How soon things sour Past the bewitching hour She finds herself in winter deep inside her coat The past is just an anecdote She can't forget for it's her alphabet of time Will there be a war Will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified In the Sunday colour magazine She reads a line and then she dreams Of what she'll do When she leaves you again She knows that home Was once a wild unknown As always her own chaperone Catch the bus from wilderness or to Will there be a war And will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified Hold on tight Will there be a war And will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified Hold on tight Catch that bus Fares please Ding ding ding |
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You screw up your face when he kisses you
And when you make love it's not love for you And when you cry he swears you're not the same Where is the girl he would have died for? Perhaps the girl has kissed the boy And never will Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch, she never would Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch She said she'd only meet him once But then her dreams could not allow Her to forget how much she had forgot And he became her forget-me-not Winter approached and only his kiss Could warm her I went to St. Christopher's Place But it reminded me of you Remainder: our night on French bed linen Oh, but don't expect me to... |
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You, you've got a funny way of saying hello
And a pocketful of undisclosed dreams You paved my way to helpless nerves And no one gets inside your jeans Now don't mention the blur At the merest hint of her I love you, you don't know How much I love you And how that crush is a blow You don't care about me And how I care about you Once before the world became serene The hands of love pushed me away But soon you will reject that scene For acts of love and passion plays Let's improvise A perfect world without the lies With your wristful of chains And your fistful of change I hope that you get through Now you think your dandy pose Goes with my basement clothes What made you change your view? Maybe it's my loving tongue The ecstasy from which we swung (I'm your lover in a world of dreams) |
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When you go to bed
You just turn your back to face him Nothing can be said You didn't fall in love to hate him The nights of naked gloom And lonely even though he's with you When you go to bed You tell him what he wants to hear When you fall asleep Your dreams of love are so severe When you go to bed You tell him what he wants to hear "It's OK, it's alright" It don't take much to stop a fight When you go to bed Can you hide the truth you're cheating? And when you awake Do you reach out for someone missing? Like I reach out for you And only find the same old stranger The haute couture shows of love you make The Leonard Cohen bible of fashion If you're lonely in your dressing gown I'm ready to wear, off the peg And ready for bed |
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Meet me by the traffic lights
On Corporation Street Changing, always changing But only to repeat The need to transcend Defeat the need to pretend Love is always cause for celebration The other three dimensions let you down There's no need to leave the love station You can take this trip in any town Once you know the destination There's no need to leave the love station If you can make it there For mercy, pity, peace and love Are all you need Money, though we don't have much Will only buy you greed It's cheap to defeat The vicious need to compete You thought the doors of love Had slammed on you You pull the brocade curtains tightly to Turn up the sprouts Let your mascara run Forget yourself And get some loving done |
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A catalogue of ill gotten forgoteries
Knocking at your door at nine Tumbling down like sand castles Your eiderdown Slipping off your skin and mine But something strikes At my window one night I awake imagining you Standing out on the beach With a pocket torch and a lock of hair And not knowing what to do There are plenty of boys in the sea But none of them love you like me We'll never argue, we'll never sigh If I never see you We can't say goodbye The streets all muscle in with hunger For the nights I should've slept with you You didn't answer the phone I drove across town through dusk Cathedrals, museum and school But by the time I arrived Your room looked like you'd gone away And were sure never to return A pile of magazines My letters under coffee cups Unanswered and unconcerned |
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You remind me of
Julie Christie in 'Billy Liar' You, your milky youth Wide eyed devotion and pure desire You are open to all of my suggestions But you are better for none of my pretensions They get their way most times But you'll get your way this time You cannot stay in this hole You'll get away this time Warm with wayward hope Your kisses breathless, your love divine You left drama school For shop floor restless, not by design You are tired of provincial boutique Sundays You want the mythical New York and Champs Elysee Never try to profit With fortune you can stop it I'm afraid you will succeed To find what capitals are cleaner The grass is so much greener Please don't ever go to seed |
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Once we were lovers
Against all the others Simply defeated They knew they were done for Elected assassins Or friends of assassins I suppose under pressure We drifted apart Oh, what have they done for you? Oh, what have they done for you? We used to laugh in the sun We made the philistines run Now look what they've done They become fascists To save their interests They think that the homeless Should remain homeless They try and make wild ones Just good factory hands But when you play their game They give you your cards Together we can vote them out And make ours a better time I'll see you on the barricades On Bromford Bridge And Saltley Gate & Vine |
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You used to be so fancy free
Now you hardly look at me You sweep the leaves out the road And count the snowflakes when it snows Let's cut away the undergrowth Of a love that hurt us both You stroked the cat when it purred But go to sleep without a word Let's work this out tonight Sort out every silly fight Now whistle half a love's duet 'Cause half a love is all you get When you don't play your part When you broke my heart The wind howled through the corridors Of a heart that still adores Life with you when it's so good Is a lesson learnt and understood Love can make you feel a fool Love's unkind and lovers are cruel You make me wish I were dead But I go and feed the cat instead And I can't cope with being unhappy When I know what makes me happy And I love loving you But I can't cope with what it makes me do |
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The good old days that never were
Are what she reaches for Carry on, carry on, forget about me Her body sways, she doesn't care She pulls me to the floor Carry on, carry on, forget about me Holes in my shoes Waiting in queues all day You went with me Holes in my shoes Waiting in queues The past that never was The feathered brooms that brush away The details that still hurt Carry on, carry on, forget about me The ransacked tombs of happy days Leaves me with the dirt Carry on, carry on, forget about me |
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You screw up your face when he kisses you
And when you make love it's not love for you And when you cry he swears you're not the same Where is the girl he would have died for? Perhaps the girl has kissed the boy And never will Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch, she never would Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch She said she'd only meet him once But then her dreams could not allow Her to forget how much she had forgot And he became her forget-me-not Winter approached and only his kiss Could warm her I went to St. Christopher's Place But it reminded me of you Remainder: our night on French bed linen Oh, but don't expect me to... |
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You, you've got a funny way of saying hello
And a pocketful of undisclosed dreams You paved my way to helpless nerves And no one gets inside your jeans Now don't mention the blur At the merest hint of her I love you, you don't know How much I love you And how that crush is a blow You don't care about me And how I care about you Once before the world became serene The hands of love pushed me away But soon you will reject that scene For acts of love and passion plays Let's improvise A perfect world without the lies With your wristful of chains And your fistful of change I hope that you get through Now you think your dandy pose Goes with my basement clothes What made you change your view? Maybe it's my loving tongue The ecstasy from which we swung (I'm your lover in a world of dreams) |
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Let us consider all the complications
Every reason I can't be with you I want to document each reservation The have nots that we must undo We're not suited, not stupid, not the loving kind Much too busy to have the time But it's your kisses I live for Love's not a half time score Take love but take it from me Love is driving me insane Love is driving me insane When the wind howls through the railway sidings And the night has nowhere else to go It seems a sorry way to solve a problem A drama but never a show Play acting and banking on forgetting you Small town lovers or Newcastle blue Your excuses amuses The someone who loses So make love but make it with me (Love me madly, I don't care I don't want you in my hair) You instate fury With my denied and my unrequited... |
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Gentle lady, please don't cry
Loves just weary, it won't die I'm enchanted by you I'm disenchanted by me Gentle lady, please don't sing That love won't give you anything Growing old is calling Growing up is boring Gentle lady, please don't cry Or I will... Love you forever until I don't Love you forever until you won't And if forever seems too short Then we'll regret the times we fought Say you love me if you dare So scared I'll hurt you or won't care But you keep playing hard to get To my lovesick etiquette We celebrate the new year well Like two young virgins for a spell But when the spell begins to fade Will we forget that love's been made? Say you love me if you dare So I can... Mundane to Friday you wear your cashmere sweaters And leave my love letters at home But when comes payday you wave my letters Like some kind of final demand How can I make you understand that I'll... Yes, you will, you will regret it |
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The terraces of the 70's
Are only filled with rain The corner shops and B-roads Were flattened by the main Our old estate's still standing And shaken by each truck But the house where we first made love Went down to let the tarmac up Headstrong The wallpaper curled and dirtied The curtain rail pulled off The first time you cried and scratched my back I heard your old Dad cough And after on our elbows We watched the traffic crawl Underneath the orange lights And across your bedroom wall Headstrong and cocksure I pick my friends like scabs And none of them heal And when my finger stabs None of them feel Now the nightclubs are shut for you You must be 24 at least But I'll still come in spirit First love won't rest in peace Headstrong and cocksure Those were our horizons Our holiday for two Just beyond the cooling towers Our panoramic view I don't remember leaving you We both were in a state There always are a lot of girls Looking for a candidate who's... Headstrong and cocksure |
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