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I'm not running away
I'm running to Corruption of the spirit isn't in it For a good looking man about town Are you afraid of someone alive? Are you feeling heartbroken Because you'll never be mistaken for a Good looking man about town? You got your degree Then you flew to Mars But you still feel wretched 'cause You'll never be naked with a Good looking man about town Are you afraid of someone alive? Are you scared to death Of even looking at the flesh of a Good looking man about town? Hear the gang say Marry me, marry me On the midnight street No moon and no stars No one around to calm you down And to soften the stings to my heart The dream is sand in my hands The dream becomes sand in my hands |
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| 2. |
| 2:51 |
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Long ago when he was young and restless
Suddenly Daddy saw the beckoning finger of fate Don't make fun of Daddy's voice Because he can't help it When he was a teenage boy Something got stuck in his throat When you are young you crave affection And it can come from the strangest direction Don't make fun of Daddy's voice Because he can't help it When he was teenage boy Something got stuck in his throat Don't make fun of Daddy's voice Because he can't help it When he was teenage boy Something got stuck in his throat No te divertes con Papi No te divertes con Papi No te divertes con Papi No te divertes con Papi No te divertes con Papi No te divertes con Papi No te divertes con Papi No te divertes con Papi |
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| 3. |
| 3:38 |
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Run, run young man through the glen
Run, young woman through the glen See if I care, see if I care, see if I care See if I care, See if I care, See if I care If you don't like me, then don't look at me There must be somebody else who can take your gaze aways If you don't like me, then don't look at me There must be somebody else who can take your gaze aways Run, run young man through the glen Run, young woman through the glen And see if I care, see if I care, see If I care See if I care, see if I care, see if I care If you don't like me, then don't look at me There must be somebody else who can take your gaze aways If you don't like me, then don't look at me There must be somebody else who can take your gaze aways Aways, aways, aways, aways If you don't want me You don't have to have me I just thought you might feel the same, that's all If you don't want me You don't have to have me I just thought you might feel the same, that's all That's all, that's all, that's all... |
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| 4. |
| 5:14 |
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Ganglord, the police are
Kicking there way into my house And haunting me Taunting me! Wanting me to break their laws. Ganglord, the police are Kicking there way into my house And hauting me! Taunting me! Wanting me to break their laws. And I'm turning to you To save me, And I'm turning to you To save me [Repeat: x2] Ganglord, the police are Grinding me into the ground. The headless pack are back Small boy jokes and loaded guns And I'm turning to you To save me, And I'm turning to you To save me! Save me! Save me! Save me Gandlord, there's a clock on the wall Making fun of us all Ganglord, the clock on the wall Makes a joke of us all And I'm turning to you to save me And I'm turning to you To save me! Save me! Save me! Save me [Repeat: x2] Ganglord, remember The police can always be bribed They say to protect and to serve But what they really mean to say is "Get back to the ghetto! The ghetto, the ghetto Get yourself back to the ghetto! The ghetto! The ghetto! Get yourself back to the ghetto! The ghetto! The ghetto! " |
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| 5. |
| 3:55 |
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These tears I'm wailing
I spill not without reason Remove them my dearest love my Take me, to the place I've been dreaming of Where the grotesquely lonely meet the grotesquely lonely And they whisper Just very softly Please be mine Dearest Love Be my dearest love Be my dearest love I have hung on , hung on, hung on for one hundred years For someone to shake me someone to wake me If necessary someone to break me My dearest love My dearest love My dearest love My dearest love My dearest love My dearest love |
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| 6. |
| 3:01 |
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Reflecting from my deathbed
I'm balancing life's riches against the ditches and the flat gray years in-between all I can see are the never-laid that's the never played symphonies I can't see those who tried to love me or those who felt they understood me and I can't see those who very patiently put up with me All I can see are the never-laid or the never played symphonies You were one, you meant to be one and you jumped into my face and laughed and kissed me on the cheek and then were gone forever not quite Black sky in the daytime and I don't much mind dying when there is nothing left to care for anymore just the never layed the never played symphonies You were one, you knew you were one and you slid right through my fingers no not literally but metaphorically and now you're all I see as the light fades |
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| 7. |
| 4:20 |
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Sweetie pie
I've fallen in love. And the joke is on me. And the sun's given up. I'm depending on you, To see I get safely to The port where my heart Is too lost to find. And will be there to meet you when its your time. Sweetie pie I'm ending my life. Because I've fallen in love. And nothing is enough. To see I get safely to The port where my heart Is too lost to find. And will be there to meet you when its your time Sweetie pie. How I feel in my mind, And how I live in he world, They are oceans apart. To see I get safely to The port where my heart Is too lost to find. And will be there to meet you when its your time. |
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| 8. |
| 3:57 |
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Christian Dior
You wasted your life On aroma and clothes Fabric and dyes Christian Dior You wasted your life On grandeur and style Making the poor rich smile You could have run wild On the backstreets of Lyon or Marseille Reckless and legless and stoned Impregnating women Or kissing mad street boys from Napoli Who couldn't even write their own name Christian Dior You wasted your life Sensually stroking the weaves of a sleeve. You could have run wild On the backstreets of Lyon or Marseille Reckless and legless and stoned Impregnating women Or kissing mad street boys from Napoli Who couldn't even spell their own name Oh, Christian Dior Oh, Christian Dior When you look at me Failure is all that you see I discipline my days just like Christian Dior I could've run loudly and proudly Or forcible entry Morally bankrupt And never non-violent And drawn to what scares me And scared of what bores me Years alone will never be returned. Christian Dior Lyonise maverick, ah Design if you can, ah The way to just be a man, ah To just be a man, ah Christian Dior |
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| 9. |
| 3:50 |
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Shame is the name
Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Hey boy, are you happy to be A dim-ass teen on the spree? You get drunk all day And you're sick all night Is this the sum of your life? What's your name, what's your name? What's your dreams, your goals Your ambitions and aims? He laughed and said Shame is the name He said Shame is the name Shame is the name He said Shame is the name Hey girl, are you happy to be A dim-ass teen on the spree? You get drunk all day And you're sick all night Is this all you was born for? What's your name, what's your name? What's your dreams, your goals Ambitions and aims? She laughed and said Shame is the name She said Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Politician, can you listen To yourself for just once in your life? Because there's something you said To mean soldiers are dead Because the money you save Seniors are in their grave Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame makes the world go around Shame makes the world go around Shame makes the world go around Shame makes the world go around |
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| 10. |
| 2:29 |
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We love them
We mourn for them Unlucky boys of red I wish I'd gone down Gone down with them To where mother nature makes their bed We miss them Every night we kiss them Their faces fixed in our heads I wish I'd gone down Gone down with them To where mother nature makes their bed They can't hurt you Their style will never desert you Because they're all safely dead I wish I'd gone down Gone down with them |
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| 11. |
| 3:45 |
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So what do you think I am?
And how precisely could you tell A decent skin is all I am? People think badly of me But one day maybe they'll praise Oh but meanwhile... I knew I was next And I didn't mind Here I offer you my life for any debts you're due And when you've been down for the very last time There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you The shadows of trees, they reach to me They know a decent skin is all I am People think badly of me But when I'm in grave maybe they'll praise Oh but meanwhile... I knew I was next And I didn't mind Here I offer you my life for any debts you're due And when you've been down for the very last time There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you Oh but meanwhile... I knew I was next And I didn't mind When you've been slapped around And one more slap can't hurt you And when you've been down for the very last time There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you I knew I was next And I didn't mind When you've been slapped around And one more slap can't hurt you And when you've been down for the very last time There is nothing anyone can say to hurt you |
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| 12. |
| 3:30 |
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I can kill standing still
It's easy I can scare with a stare It's easy Hey Ringo It's sad though Because it's hard to walk tall When you're small Whether dressed in Disciplined style Never mind When you're small You walk as if you're falling I attack from the back Because it's easy And I can assail While wearing very nice jewelry Oh hey Ringo It's sad though Because it's hard to walk tall When you're small Whether dressed in Disciplined style Never mind When you're small You spend your life crawling I burst into Public baths And I throw my weight around And no one can even see me No one can even see me Nobody can see me No one can see me Success is just a mess Hey Ringo It's sad though Because it's hard to walk tall When you're small Whether dressed in Disciplined style Never mind When you're small You're bound to look ??? So compadre Please do this for me Compadre please read for me Compadre Compadre Please read for me |
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| 4:05 |
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You chase in the rat-race
And you always feel so hollow You marry because it's expected of you And it only makes you feel more lonely But still you look down on the Teenage dad on his estate He's happy - so leave him alone With his baby and his modest home He's happy - so leave him alone With his Jensen Interceptor It's just a runaround You defer to the views of the television news Let someone do your thinking for you And you still buy a daily newspaper And you find everything there but the news And still you look down on the Teenage dad on his estate He's happy - so leave him alone With his baby and his modest home He's happy - so leave him alone With his Jensen Interceptor It's just a runaround You become your parents' parent And you love them But you can't help feeling used And you hate the teenage dad on his estate Because he's poor but he's happier than you They're all laughing at you You're a dipper, a slider, cart-horse provider Nobody cares about you Just as long as you're out there bringing it in Despising the grin on the face of the boy With the methadone ahh With his methadone He's happy - so leave him alone With his methadone He's happy - so leave him alone |
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| 4:02 |
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Children in pieces
In Irish industrial schools Nuns called mothers And their christian brothers Kick the shit out of very frightened children Judges and priests and police and cardinals They look the other way When the weekend comes they'll make you suffer Children in pieces In Irish industrial schools Nuns called mothers And their christian brothers Kick the shit out of very frightened children You say you wanna go home You say you wanna be left alone And so you turn to me But instead of sympathy I find My sentimental heart hardens My sentimental heart hardens Get your hands off me Kid, you must be bad luck My sentimental heart hardens |
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| 4:06 |
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Friday mourning, I'm dressed in black
Douse the houselights, I'm not coming back For years, I warned you Through tears, I told you Friday mourning, there comes a time Before that breaks this very smug mug of mine This dawn raid soon put paid to All the things I'd whispered to you At night time And I will never stand naked in front of you Or if I do, it won't be for a long time Look once to me, look once to me Then look away Look once to me, then look away And when they hold me down And when they kick me down the stairs I see the faces all lined up before me Of teachers and of parents and bosses Who all share a point of view You are a loser You are a loser Friday, Friday mourning Dressed in black I won't be coming back |
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| 2:51 |
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My life is an
Endless succession Of people saying goodbye My life is An endless succession Of people saying goodbye And what's left for me? What's left for me? At one time The future it stretched out before me But now it stretches behind me. And all of the best things in life Are behind glass Money, jewelry and flesh And what's left for me? What's left for me? |
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| 17. |
| 5:01 |
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Let me put my arms around your head
It's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh, this will be alright Pour me out another phone I'll ring and see if your friends are home The strange ones in the dome Can lend us a book we can read up alone And try to get it on like once before When people stared in David's eyes and scored Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away. She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday Jung, the foreman, prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would burst It's hard enough to keep formation With this fall-out saturation Cursing at the Internet That stands in steel by his cabinet (He's crashing out with Sylvain The Bureau supply for aging men) You don't really like this song, do you ? Do you ? Do you ? With snorting head he gazes to the shore Which once had raised a sea that raged no more Like the video films he saw His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay And she'd sigh like the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she know she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-In Saturday His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and he'd ask to stay And she'd sigh like the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him She know she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-In Saturday It's a Drive-In Saturday It's a Drive-In Saturday It's a Drive-In Saturday It's a Drive-In Saturday |
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| 3:24 |
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Because of my poor education
I don't expect your invitation A ship lost inches away from the bay Because of my poor education I can't endure my situation This here is my bed and I must lie Because of this strange indentation I live my life without affection Kind-hearted, view me and say "Thank God that's not me" Once I was sure I had found my hero And I allowed myself to think so Reality is not real to me |
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| 3:08 |
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The one I love
Is standing near The one I love Is everywhere I can woo you I can amuse you But there is nothing I can do to make you mine Black cloud, black cloud The one I love Roosts in the mind Can snap this spell Or increase hell I can chase you And I can catch you But there is nothing I can do to make you mine Black cloud, black cloud Oh, black cloud Oh, black cloud I play the game Of favorites now I can I must I will I do I can please you Or I can freeze you out But there is nothing I can do to make you mine Black cloud, black cloud, black cloud I can choke myself to please you And I can sink much lower than usual But there's nothing I can do To make you mine |
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| 2:36 |
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In the absence of your love
And in the absence of human touch I have decided I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love. In the absence of your smiling face I traveled all over the place And I have decided I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love. I'm throwing my arms around Paris Because nobody wants my love Nobody wants my love Nobody needs my love Nobody wants my love Yes, you made yourself plain Yes, you made yourself very plain |
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| 2:50 |
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Lord these words I beg of you
As I kneel down at my bed Because soon I will be dead Let's face it soon I will be dead And I just want to I want to see the boy happy With some hope in his pale eyes Is that too much to ask? Before I die I have one final dream For my own life I don't care anything Lord these words I beg of you As I kneel down at my bed Let's face it soon I will be dead And I just want to I want to see the boy happy With his arms around his first love Is that too much to ask? Before I die I have one final dream For my own life I don't care anything And I just want to I want to see this boy happy Why is this such a bad thing? |
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| 3:38 |
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The sanest days are mad
then you'll see the price very closely why don't you find out for yourself some men here they have a special interest in your career they wanna help you to grow then you'll see the glass and then syphon all your dough why don't you find out for yourself hidden in the grass why don't you find out for yourself you'll never believe me, so sick down to my heart that's just the way it goes they know the full extent of some men here they kneel and pray and they say: your distress why don't you find out for yourself "long may it last" hidden in the grass then you'll see the glass bad scenes come and go for which you must allow sick down to my heart I know exactly what they are that's just the way it goes Don't rake up my mistakes well... you just SIT THERE I've been stabbed in the back so many many times and... what do YOU do? I don't have any skin but that's just the way it goes |
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| 3:04 |
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Always be careful
When you abuse the one you love The hour or the day, no one can tell But one day goodbye will be farewell And you will never see the one you love again You will never see the one you love again I have been thinking, what, with my final brain cell How time grips you, slimming, in it's spell And before you know, goodbye will be farewell And you will never see the one you love again And the smiling children tell you that you smell Well, just look at me A savage Beast with nothing to sell And when I die, I want to go to Hell And that's when goodbye should be farewell One day goodbye will be farewell So grab me while you still can, goodbye |
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| 7. |
| 8:56 |
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It's the same old S.O.S.
But with brand new broken fortunes And once again I turn to you Once again I do I turn to you It's the same old S.O.S. But with brand new broken fortunes I'm the same underneath But this you, you surely knew Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty And if you don't know this Then what do you know? Every second of my life I only live for you And you can shoot me And you can throw me off a train I still maintain I still maintain Life, life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty And I'd been shifting gears all of my life But I'm still the same underneath This you surely knew I can't reach you I can't reach you I can't reach you anymore Can you please stop time? Can you stop the pain? I feel too cold And now I feel too warm again Can you stop this pain? Can you stop this pain? Even now in the final hour of my life I'm falling in love again Again Even now in the final hour of my life I'm falling in love again Again Again Again I'm falling in love again Again Again Again |
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| 6:03 |
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Could this be an arm around my waist?
Well, surely the hand contains a knife It's been so all of my life Why change now? - "It hasn't!" Now this might surprise you, but I find I'm OK by myself And I don't need you Or your morality to save me No, no, no, no, no Then came an arm around my shoulder Well surely the hand holds a revolver It's been so all of my life Why change now? - "It hasn't!" Now this might disturb you, but I find I'm o.k. by myself And I don't need you Or your benevolence to make sense No, no, no! After all these years I find I'm OK by myself And I don't need you Or your homespun philosophy No, no, no, no This might make you throw up in your bed I'm o.k. by myself! And I don't need you And I never have, I never have No, no, no, no! |
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