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from Trainspotting (트레인스포팅) [ost] (1996)
Keeping a brave face
In circumstances Is impossible Cannot describe So many decisions It's impossible To know which is The proper order The best position To be in Take advantage Or so it seems The way it goes. It's tragic / Sandman comes Laid down on your side / Two to one Too easy / In the dark You know that, you know / Dark reflections You're soaking wet / In my head You talk too much / In my bed It's not necessary / Again Before the ice melts / Sandman goes I just want to say / Two in tow This racket's yours / Wet and dumb Don't ask for more / Three's the number 'Cause somewhere along the line / Coming down Coming round again I've forgotten already |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
IT'S SIX O'CLOCK ON THE DOT AND I'M HALF WAY HOME
I FEEL FOUL MOUTHED AS I STAND AN WAIT FOR THE UNDERGROUND AND A NERVOUS DISPOSITION DOES'NT AGREE WITH THIS I NEED SOMETHING TO REMIND ME THAT THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE [CHORUS] YOU NEED A HOLIDAY SOMEWHERE IN THE SUN WITH ALL THE PEOPLE WHO ARE WAITING THERE NEVER SEEMS TO BE ONE SAY SOMETHING, SAY SOMETHING ELSE ADVERTISMENTS ARE HERE FOR RAPID PERSUASION IF YOU STARE TOO LONG YOU LOOSE YOUR APPETITE A NERVOUS DISPOSITION DOESN'T AGREE WITH THIS YOU NEED FAST RELIEF FROM ACHES AND STOMACH PAINS [CHORUS] DO YOU ADVERT THINK |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Ambulance
I ain't got Nothing to be scared of, No I ain't got Nothing to be scared of No I ain't got Anything to be scared of 'Cos I love you I was born out of love It's the only way to come into this world I know I'm not all there But I'm getting, getting, getting there If you let me live my life I'll stay with you to the end And I know, lord I'm nearly there I want to tell you this I ain't got Nothing to be scared of, no No I ain't got Nothing to be scared of, no No I ain't got Anything to be scared Cause I love you I ain't got Nothing to be scared of No ain't got Nothing to be scared of (x2) |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Group using the loop
of another popgroup Group shooting the hoop And starving it up into the soup 'cause I'm of regular features and Adidas trainers completing the cycle teenage maniacs will bring it all back B.L.U.R.E.M.I. Group using the loop of another popgroup completing the cycle untill the teenage maniacs will bring it all back B.L.U.R.E.M.I. |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
Do you do
Anything You ever do No, she said Do you want Anything You ever wanted No, she said She don't know how How to feel This is a bad day This is a bad day To know Do you have Anything You ever had No, she said Do you love Anyone You ever loved Yes, she said |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
So far i've not really stayed in touch
Well you knew as much it's no surprise that today I'll get up early too from a lack of anything to do And I might as well just grin and bear it Because it's not worth the trouble of an argument And you have not really stayed in touch Well I knew as much it's no surprise that today I get up for round two with nothing to do Except get a touch of flu And I might as well grin and bear it Because it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case i'd rather wear it It's like a badhead in the morning And I know And I might as well grin and bear it Because it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case i'd rather wear it It's like a badhead in the morning (repeat) |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
Sitting in a SDT
Waiting for an underground train To rumble underneath my feet 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 I Know |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Grandma has got new dentures
To eat the crust on pizza Been taken out by her daughter Because she thought she ought'a The kids are eating snickers Because they're so delicious Then there's sticky fingers And mother looses her knickers (chorus) Bank holiday comes six times a year Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer ....then its back to work a.g.a.i.n. Bar-b-que is cooking Sausages and chicken The patio is buzzing The neighbours they are looking John is down the fun pub Drinking lots of lager Girls and boys are on the game All the high streets look the same (chorus) Back to work a.g.a.i.n. (chorus) Bank holiday |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Battery In Your Leg
This is a ballad for the good times So put a battery in your leg Put a rock beat over anything Get it stuck there in your head You can be with me I got nothing to rely on I've broken every bone Everybody's stop believing But you know you're not alone You can be with me This is a ballad for the good times And all the dignity we had Don't get het up on the evil things You ain't coming back You can be with me If you want to be You can be with me... |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle
Someone..oooh Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Completion Search Here I love the bow See me walk on down to Adorn myself, it's a new song glory Cos. see me, what do you think of now? Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Can turn your sights kill until sub-zero see me oh it turns you on All my gawe It's the end of your Take your last one now Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle, Battle Battle Someone..oooh |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Beetlebum
What you done She's a gun Now what you done Beetlebum Get nothing done, (aiii - ai-ooo) You beetlebum Just get numb, Now what you done Beetlebum And when she lets me slip away She turns me on and 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 now I am gone Beetlebum Because your young She's a gun Now what you done Beetlebum She'll suck your thumb (aiii - ai-ooo), She'll make you cum Coz she's your gun Now what you've done Beetlebum He's on, he's on, he's on it He's on, he's on, he's on it He's on, he's on, he's on it He's on, he's on, he's on it... |
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
Beetlebum, what you done
She's a gun, now what you done, Beetlebum Get nothing done, you Beetlebum Just get numb, now what you done, Beetlebum And when she lets me slip away She turns me on and all my violence 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 done, Beetlebum She'll suck your thumb, she'll make you come Cos she's your gun, now what you done, Beetlebum And when she lets me slip away She turns me on and all my violence gone Nothing is wrong, I just slip away and I am gone There's nothing wrong, she turns me on I just slip away and I am He's on, he's on, he's on it, He's on, he's on, he's on it. (to end) |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Bow Bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again Out into leafy nowhere Hope someone's waiting out there For them Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun He works nights but it's not much fun Picks up the London yo-yo's All on their own down Soho Take me home Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Trellick Tower's been calling I know she'll leave me in the morning In hotel cells listening to dial tones Remote controls and cable moans In his drink he's talking Gets disconnected sleepwalking back home Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people break into a cold sweat If you said That these are the best days Of their lives And other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Of our lives |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Bow Bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again Out into leafy nowhere Hope someone's waiting out there For them Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun He works nights but it's not much fun Picks up the London yo-yo's All on their own down Soho Take me home Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Trellick Tower's been calling I know she'll leave me in the morning In hotel cells listening to dial tones Remote controls and cable moans In his drink he's talking Gets disconnected sleepwalking back home Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people break into a cold sweat If you said That these are the best days Of their lives And other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Of our lives |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Bow Bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again Out into leafy nowhere Hope someone's waiting out there For them Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun He works nights but it's not much fun Picks up the London yo-yo's All on their own down Soho Take me home Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Trellick Tower's been calling I know she'll leave me in the morning In hotel cells listening to dial tones Remote controls and cable moans In his drink he's talking Gets disconnected sleepwalking back home Other people wouldn't like to hear you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Other people break into a cold sweat If you said That these are the best days Of their lives And other people turn around and laugh at you If you said That these are the best days Of our lives Of our lives |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
It's my birthday
No one here day Very strange day I think of you day Go outside day Sit in park day Watch the sky day What a pathetic day I don't like this day It makes me feel too small I don't like these days They make me feel so small |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Air cushioned soles
I bought them on the Portbello Road on a Saturday I stop and stare awhile A common pastime when conversation goes astray And don't think I'm walking out of this She don't mind Whatever I say, whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever Blue, blue jeans I wear them every day There's no particular reason to change My thoughts are getting banal, I can't help it But I won't pull out hair another day And don't think I'm walking out of this She don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever If you don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever You know it's to be with you Don't give up on me yet Don't think I'm walking out of this She don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever If you don't mind Whatever I say, Whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever You know it's to be with you |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Brothers and sisters
Rebuild your lives Were all drug takers Give us something tonight Cotton in academy Jelly, maize to Marjory White doves, from the war machine Everybody moving Cocaine, is for murderers Codeine, for the juror-ors Caffeine, made for all of us Everybody on it Records it that time again egg shapes expect from eminem burning on the yard again Smoking makes you holy Texting abbreviates the brain Aspirin, takes away the pain Welcome, everyone's the same Thats the way it is Brothers and sisters Rebuild your lives Were all drug takers Give us something tonight A hit though like a chloroform Sugar on the table Washed out, like a dinosaur Really dont believe it Sticky, sniffing superglue Sulphates, keeps you in the zoo Monkeys turning into you Everybody horny Absinthe... Tempo stop the cannonball Peanuts appears to make you walk Broken stops you screaming Living for anxiety Drinking is our society Guessing an intirity That's the way it is |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I am an ex offender
They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do Oh no You go hang around go round I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman I got no sent of existence I know the nodding dogs I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah You go hang around around Look out for the Bugman I watch myself hang on You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman The bu uh uh ug man I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah na na na na na I go out in the city |
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from Blur - Coffee + Tv [ep] (1999)
I am an ex offender
They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do Oh no You go hang around go round I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I'll watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman I got no sent of existence I know the nodding dogs I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman You go hang around around I watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman The bu uh uh ug man I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs Oh yeah na na na na na oh oh... I go out in the city |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Coming from your eyes
No more selfish lies It's an awful week Marry me in jeans There's nothing on the wall In the bitter hall The neon lights are on That's where my bitter gone Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Adrenalin is weak Shifting as we speak And the beers flow down Ritual underground And it seems to change Weather, it's a game The neon lights are on Stellar we'll take off Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive Man alive |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I've gotta get over
I've gotta get over I've got to get better Will love you forever I've gotta find genius I've gotta get better I've gotta stop smoking I've gotta get better Caramel Caramel... Where is the magic? I've gotta get better Oh lord give me magic I'll love you forever I've gotta find mounts hill And live by the mountains I'll loveyou forever You are... And you are... |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Caravan
Caravan is lost In the sun and the dust No-one loves you When you are lost Yeah I've been a clown Trying to pull my whole world down I thought I was strong But you are the one And when it comes, you'll feel the weight of it The weight of it And the day and you'll get away from it, Away from it Sometimes everything is easy Sometimes everything is easy La la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la I try to quit But my heart won't buy it I got family The caravan comes back for me And when it comes you'll feel the weight of it, The weight of it And the day, and you'll get away from it Away from it Sometimes everything is easy Sometimes everything is easy La la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la (repeat) |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
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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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
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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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
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.... Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2) 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 Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2) 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 Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2) 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 (Do anything yo do if you can....) 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 Na na na na na na na na naaa (x4) |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
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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from Blur - Blur (1997)
He makes an inner arm block
Then kicks from behind The lights, they go off But he can fight blind Cos he got the touch And he won't live long He comes from Hong Kong Where justice is done Chinese bombs, millions jump Chairman's junk, USA Won't somebody, won't somebody Sink the place Got a call to go to Soho The dragon said go Let everyone know That you got the touch You come from Hong Kong Where justice is done Where people are strong But you won't live long Chinese bombs, millions jump Chairman's junk, USA Bruce Lee come, save the day Bruce Lee come the Chinese way |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
I'm on the white cliffs of dover
Thinking it over and over But if I jump its all over A cautionary tale for you I'd like to roll in the clover With you over and over On the white cliffs of dover And then i'd let you push me over (chorus) And if that is the fact then in actual fact It's not where it's at and it's over And if that is the fact then in actual fact It's not where it's at and it's over Yes it is And now the bluebirds are over Over the white cliffs of dover So when you push me over Don't bury me i'm not worth anything (chorus) |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn't very far There's people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There's wisdom there you're sure 'Til the words start slurring And you can't find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again 싸구려 플로어가 깔린 체인점 같다고 느끼나요? 쓸모없는 사람중의 하나라고 느끼나요? 이리저리 부대끼고 너무 지루한 채 말이예요. 많은 말들을 듣지만 공허하지요. 당신은 당신의 진정한 마음을 보여주지만 아무도 당신이 어떤지 신경쓰지 않네요. 자 그러니 커피, TV를 즐기며 당신의 과거 얘기를 털어놓으세요. 많은 일들을 봐왔지요. 점점 제 정신을 잃어가고 있어요. 뇌사 상태처럼요. 사회에 적응한다는거 제겐 너무나 어려운 일이죠. 그러니 이 크고 힘겨운 세상에서 날 데려가 제발 결혼해주세요. 그렇게 우린 다시 시작할 수 있어요. 전원으로 가볼까요 그리 멀지 않지요. 그곳에는 당신 있는 그대로의 모습을 반겨줄 사람들이 많답니다. 수많은 말들 지혜가 있다고 당신은 확신하지만 그 말들이 비방을 시작하면 당신은 해결책을 찾을수 없답니다. |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
Do you feel like
a chain store Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn't very far There's people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There's wisdom there you're sure Til the words start slurring And you can't find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh we could start over again Oh we could start over again Oh we could start over again Oh we could start over again |
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from Blur - Coffee & T.V. (1999)
Coffee & TV
Do you feel like a chain store? Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn’t very far There’s people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There’s wisdom there you’re sure ’Til the words start slurring And you can’t find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I’ve seen so much I’m goin blind And i’m braindead virtually Sociability It’s hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again |
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from Blur - Coffee + Tv [ep] (1999)
Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around bored Your ears are full but your empty Holding out your heart To people who never really Care how you are So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Do you go to the country It isn't very far There's people there who will hurt you Cos of who you are Your ears are full of the language There's wisdom there you're sure 'Til the words start slurring And you can't find the door So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again So give me Coffee and TV History I've seen so much I'm goin blind And i'm braindead virtually Sociability It's hard enough for me Take me away form this big bad world And agree to marry me So we can start all over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again Oh...we could start over again |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Colin Zeal knows the value of mass appeal
He's a pedestrian walker, he's a civil talker He's an affable man with a plausible plan Keeps his eye on the news, keeps his future in hand (And then he..) Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha While sitting in traffic, Colin thinks in automatic He's an immaculate dresser, he's your common aggressor He's a modern retard with a love of bombast Keeps his eye on the news, doesn't dwells on the past (And then he..) Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha (And then he..) Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself He's so pleased with himself, ah ha 'Cos Colin Zeal knows |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
I don't understand
You're walking over me All over me To you Well, you must be mad And you know you are You should have known I'd do anything for you So, why Why Can't we come together Why Inside my head There's nothing left It's all been taken out By you And do I care Well, you know I do You should have known I'd do anything for you So, why Why Can't we come together Why Now it's all been said And you know it all Then you should have known I'd do anything for you For you |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, kazoo kazoo every time
Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4) Anyway you choose, anyway you choose at all Sometimes you get too much, some days it all gets too much Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, why do you turn your back on me? Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4) Anyway you choose, anyway you choose at all Some days you do too much, some days it all gets too much Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, kazoo kazoo every time Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4) |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
(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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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
(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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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
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 (x2) Oh, 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 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 |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
Yeah, I found no where
It got to know me Let me sleep all day Spent the money I haven't felt my legs Since the summer And I don't call my friends Forgot their numbers VIP 223 Had my chances Or did they have me I'll stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man I'm on the comeback road Yeah, I'm a blizzard And in my motor home Sweat on my pillow all night I'm a ballad man... |
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
Yeah, I found nowhere
It got to know me Let me sleep all day Spend the money I haven't felt my legs Since the summer And I don't call my friends Forgot their numbers VIP 223 I had my chances Or did they have me Now stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man I'm on a comeback roll Yeah, I'm a blizzard And in my motor home Sweat on my pillow all night VIP 223 I've had my chances And they had me Now stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man VIP 223 I've had my chances And they had me Now stay up nights Watch TV I'm country sad I'm a ballad man I've gone and fucked it Cos I'm a ballad man And everybody is Cos I'm a ballad man And thats all it is Cos I'm a ballad man I've gone and fucked it Cos I'm a...... |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Crazy Beat
Crazy beat crazy beat yeah yeah (x4) You got to get it together You're shooting at me You're just a teenage industry Why are the C.I.A. having fun They think you're clever 'cos you've blown up your lungs But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love my brothers on a Saturday night yeah Crazy beat crazy beat yeah yea (repeat) Break up I'm on my mobile and I'm talking to the president I got to get him for the money I've spent Trying to get him to party with me And even offered him ecstasy But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love my sister and I love her tonight Crazy beat crazy beat yeah yea (x4) Break up...It's a beat But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love my brothers on a Saturday night But I love to hear that crazy beat (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Gets the people dancing on their feet (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah) And I love to hear the paradise I love that feeling and I love her tonight Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah (x4) |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Meanie leanie
Come on down Come and entertain the town It's Friday night and we're all bored Time's been called There is no more Time's been called It's such a bore Dan Abnormal Not normal at all It's not his fault We made him this way He'll imitate you Try to ape you But it's not his fault Dan watches TV The meanie leanie stays up late Mopes around Gets in a state The killer in your arcade Shooting gangsters Ready-made 'Cos that is where The future's made Teleport me Dan went to his local burger bar "I want McNormal and chips Or I'll blow you to bits Give us it" It's the miseries at half-past three Watching video nasties He has dirty dreams when he's asleep Dan's just like you and me He's the meanie leanie Altogether now... Dan Abnormal Not normal at all Oh, it's not his fault We made him this way He'll imitate you Try to ape you But it's not his fault Dan Abnormal's Me |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Meanie leanie
Come on down Come and entertain the town It's Friday night and we're all bored Time's been called There is no more Time's been called It's such a bore Dan Abnormal Not normal at all It's not his fault We made him this way He'll imitate you Try to ape you But it's not his fault Dan watches TV The meanie leanie stays up late Mopes around Gets in a state The killer in your arcade Shooting gangsters Ready-made 'Cos that is where The future's made Teleport me Dan went to his local burger bar "I want McNormal and chips Or I'll blow you to bits Give us it" It's the miseries at half-past three Watching video nasties He has dirty dreams when he's asleep Dan's just like you and me He's the meanie leanie Altogether now... Dan Abnormal Not normal at all Oh, it's not his fault We made him this way He'll imitate you Try to ape you But it's not his fault Dan Abnormal's Me |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Meanie leanie
Come on down Come and entertain the town It's Friday night and we're all bored Time's been called There is no more Time's been called It's such a bore Dan Abnormal Not normal at all It's not his fault We made him this way He'll imitate you Try to ape you But it's not his fault Dan watches TV The meanie leanie stays up late Mopes around Gets in a state The killer in your arcade Shooting gangsters Ready-made 'Cos that is where The future's made Teleport me Dan went to his local burger bar "I want McNormal and chips Or I'll blow you to bits Give us it" It's the miseries at half-past three Watching video nasties He has dirty dreams when he's asleep Dan's just like you and me He's the meanie leanie Altogether now... Dan Abnormal Not normal at all Oh, it's not his fault We made him this way He'll imitate you Try to ape you But it's not his fault Dan Abnormal's Me |
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
The death of the party
Came as no surprise Why did we bother? Should have stayed away Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf The death of the teenager Standing on his own Why did he bother? Should have slept alone Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf Another night And I thought "Well, well" Go to another party and hang myself Gently on the shelf |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
She said there's ants in the carpet
Dirty like monsters Eating all the morsels Picking up the rubbish Give her effervescence She needs a little sparkle Good morning tv You're looking so healthy (chorus) And we all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes Because we feel the same And kiss with dry lips When we say goodnight End of the century... it's nothing special Sex on tv Everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty He gives her a cuddle They're glowing in a huddle Good night tv You're all made up And you know that (chorus) Can you eat her yes you can (chorus) |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
The weekend is back
But so is he Head to the floodlights See the fraternity They're waiting I hear them up in the north Down in the south All that is spewing Spewing out of his mouth Entertain me At his'n'hers dating Bored minds agree Requirements to be stated And replies awaited She wants a loose fit He wants Instant Whip Guesstimates her arrival Will she want it Really badly? Entertain me A car A house Both in a street The boredom of a sober week The weekend's here Hip-hip-hooray To make the blues Just go away Entertain me |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
The weekend is back
But so is he Head to the floodlights See the fraternity They're waiting I hear them up in the north Down in the south All that is spewing Spewing out of his mouth Entertain me At his'n'hers dating Bored minds agree Requirements to be stated And replies awaited She wants a loose fit He wants Instant Whip Guesstimates her arrival Will she want it Really badly? Entertain me A car A house Both in a street The boredom of a sober week The weekend's here Hip-hip-hooray To make the blues Just go away Entertain me |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
The weekend is back
But so is he Head to the floodlights See the fraternity They're waiting I hear them up in the north Down in the south All that is spewing Spewing out of his mouth Entertain me (x4) At his'n'hers dating Bored minds agree Requirements to be stated And replies awaited She wants a loose fit He wants Instant Whip Guesstimates her arrival Will she want it Really badly? Entertain me (x4) A car A house Both in a street The boredom of a sober week The weekend's here Hip-hip-hooray To make the blues Just go away Entertain me |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Ernold Same awoke from the same dream
In the same bed At the same time Looked in the same mirror Made the same frown And felt the same way as he did every day Then Ernold Same caught the same train At the same station Sat in the same seat With the same nasty stain Next to same old what's-his-name On his way to the same place With the same name To do the same thing Again and again and again Poor old Ernold Same Oh, Ernold Same His world stays the same Today will always be tomorrow Poor old Ernold Same He's getting that feeling once again Nothing will change tomorrow |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Ernold Same awoke from the same dream
In the same bed At the same time Looked in the same mirror Made the same frown And felt the same way as he did every day Then Ernold Same caught the same train At the same station Sat in the same seat With the same nasty stain Next to same old what's-his-name On his way to the same place With the same name To do the same thing Again and again and again Poor old Ernold Same Oh, Ernold Same His world stays the same Today will always be tomorrow Poor old Ernold Same He's getting that feeling once again Nothing will change tomorrow |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Ernold Same awoke from the same dream
In the same bed At the same time Looked in the same mirror Made the same frown And felt the same way as he did every day Then Ernold Same caught the same train At the same station Sat in the same seat With the same nasty stain Next to same old what's-his-name On his way to the same place With the same name To do the same thing Again and again and again Poor old Ernold Same Oh, Ernold Same His world stays the same Today will always be tomorrow Poor old Ernold Same He's getting that feeling once again Nothing will change tomorrow |
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
I remember thinking murder in the car
Watching dogs somersault Through sprinklers on tiny lawns I remember the graffiti We are your children coming In with spray cans of paint I remember the sunsets and the plains of cement And the way the night just seemed To turn the colour of orangeade In this town, cellular phones are hot with teens In this town, we all go to terminal pubs It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life From this town, The English army grind their teeth into glass You know you'll get a kicking tonight The smell of puke and piss The smell of puke and piss on your stilettos Here comes that panic attack My heart stops... and then it starts Give me a drink I'll drink your round I take you round the pole It's cold up here (I see the universe waiting by a minibus) You'll catch the flu Or you'll catch the city Either way, you'll catch the flu Or you'll catch the city |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
They stumbled into their lives
In a vague way became man and wife One got the other They deserved one another They settled in a brand new town With people from the same background They kept themselves busy Long hours left them dizzy Now when He's in She's out All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away He's not making plans 'Cos now they understand All you ever do is fade away He noticed he had visible lines She worried about her behind Their birth had been the death of them It didn't really bother them Now when She's in He's out All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away She's not making plans 'Cos now she understands All you ever do is fade away When he's in She's... All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away They're not making plans 'Cos now they understand He must learn to forget 'Cos this is all you'll ever get All you ever do is fade away |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
They stumbled into their lives
In a vague way became man and wife One got the other They deserved one another They settled in a brand new town With people from the same background They kept themselves busy Long hours left them dizzy Now when He's in She's out All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away He's not making plans 'Cos now they understand All you ever do is fade away He noticed he had visible lines She worried about her behind Their birth had been the death of them It didn't really bother them Now when She's in He's out All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away She's not making plans 'Cos now she understands All you ever do is fade away When he's in She's... All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away They're not making plans 'Cos now they understand He must learn to forget 'Cos this is all you'll ever get All you ever do is fade away |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
They stumbled into their lives
In a vague way became man and wife One got the other They deserved one another They settled in a brand new town With people from the same background They kept themselves busy Long hours left them dizzy Now when He's in She's out All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away He's not making plans 'Cos now they understand All you ever do is fade away He noticed he had visible lines She worried about her behind Their birth had been the death of them It didn't really bother them Now when She's in He's out All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away She's not making plans 'Cos now she understands All you ever do is fade away When he's in She's... All you ever do is fade away All you ever do is fade away They're not making plans 'Cos now they understand He must learn to forget 'Cos this is all you'll ever get All you ever do is fade away |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
I spy in the night sky don't I
Phoebe Io Elara Leda Callisto Sinope Janus Dione Portia so many moons Quiet in the sky at night hot in the milky way Outside in Vega Capella Hadar Rigel Barnard's Star Antares Aldebaran Altair Wolf 359 Betelgeuse sun sun sun (to fade) |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
Sorry
But I don't understand The things you say They make no sense at all Funny But I think that you mean them all This time Don't you I know that you think I'm a fool But couldn't you try To forgive a fool One more time Sorry But I'm not really listening I've got my mind On something else And sometimes I wonder if I'm here If I'm here at all I know that you want me to go Don't you But it's not as easy as it seems I know that you think I'm not here at all But I'm just as fed up as you I know that you want me to leave I'm amazed at how cold you can be Well, may my weak and insipid soul grow stronger In your absence |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
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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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Gene By Gene
I got a brain in left hand drive I don't asleep other side I ride a bullet like I'm Steve McQueen Each town I intervene A gram of keef and the barn is jumping It's alright we got time Got a radio hit in mind Can't see am I blind Every night and day In the U.S.A....I delete myself Got to know you gene by gene You're my jellybean Get out the shower And I'm force 15 I'm dead I'm clean Fatboy and the barn is jumping It's alright it's just tight Got to get into a better business Deep down happiness |
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from Blur - Song 2 [single] (1997)
I got the licence I got dirty knees I've been swinging in trees A paid up member I've been eating fleas Running naked in the breeze Catatonia itch Catalonia stitch Oh, I've been running for miles I start to tingle from my head to my toes Oh, tomorrow it's a taint on the nose hetty hetty hetty hetty oh it뭩 a taint on the nose Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees She's in a sort of A capital freeze Cos the petrol's done a whole lot for me Catatonia itch Catalonia stitch Pray tomorrow is it-chy itchy itch Go to yourself on your map Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, and return to the trees Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, return to the trees, yeah yeah Get out of cities, and return to the trees |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Street's like a jungle
So call the police Following the herd Down to Greece On holiday - Love in the 90's Is paranoid On sunny beaches Take your chances looking for (chorus) Girls who are boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like they're girls Who do girls like they're boys Always should be someone you really love Avoiding all work Because there's none available Like battery thinkers Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers Nothing is wasted Only reproduced Get nasty blisters Du bist sehr sch But we haven't been introduced (chorus) |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Who maddest one on the M1
Who hasn't stopped sucking his thumb Who very straight and never grins Who cares what car he's driving in He is because he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own Who joined health club to glisten Into hi-fi precision Who mobile phone gives him the bone Who very keen on Sharon Stone And then he says... Who eats at the new brasserie Who only ever gets merry Who wouldn't be seen at bedtime Without putting Calvin Klein's on |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Who maddest one on the M1
Who hasn't stopped sucking his thumb Who very straight and never grins Who cares what car he's driving in He is because he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own Who joined health club to glisten Into hi-fi precision Who mobile phone gives him the bone Who very keen on Sharon Stone And then he says... Who eats at the new brasserie Who only ever gets merry Who wouldn't be seen at bedtime Without putting Calvin Klein's on |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Who maddest one on the M1
Who hasn't stopped sucking his thumb Who very straight and never grins Who cares what car he's driving in He is because he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own Who joined health club to glisten Into hi-fi precision Who mobile phone gives him the bone Who very keen on Sharon Stone And then he says... Who eats at the new brasserie Who only ever gets merry Who wouldn't be seen at bedtime Without putting Calvin Klein's on |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Who maddest one on the M1
Who hasn't stopped sucking his thumb Who very straight and never grins Who cares what car he's driving in He is because he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own Who joined health club to glisten Into hi-fi precision Who mobile phone gives him the bone Who very keen on Sharon Stone And then he says.... 'Cos he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own On globe alone La la la lone (And he then he said) Who eats at the new brasserie Who only ever gets merry Who wouldn't be seen at bedtime Without putting Calvin Klein's on 'Cos he saw it on a commercial break And if he doesn't get what he wants Then he get a headache 'Cos he needs it Wants it Almost Loves it He's here on his own On globe alone He's here on his own On globe alone Here on his own |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Good Song
Waiting, I got no town to hide in The country's got a hold of my soul TV's dead and there ain't no war in my head And you seem very beautiful to me Sleeping but my works not done I could be lying on an atom bomb I'll take care Cause I know you'll be there You seem very beautiful to me It is the rest of your life keeps a rolling and rolling Picture in my pocket looks like you It is the rest of your life keeps a rolling, rolling, rolling along |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Moscow's still red
The young man's dead Gone to heaven instead The evening news Says he was confused The motorways will all merge soon Lottery winner buys the moon They've come to save us The space invaders are here He thought of cars And where Where to drive them Who to drive them with There There was no-one no-one There's panic at London Heathrow Everybody wants to go Up into the blue But there's a ten year queue Columbia is in top gear It shouldn't snow this time of year America's shot She's gone and done the lot He thought of planes And where Where to fly to And who to fly there with And there There was no-one No-one |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Moscow's still red
The young man's dead Gone to heaven instead The evening news Says he was confused The motorways will all merge soon Lottery winner buys the moon They've come to save us The space invaders are here He thought of cars And where Where to drive them Who to drive them with There There was no-one no-one There's panic at London Heathrow Everybody wants to go Up into the blue But there's a ten year queue Columbia is in top gear It shouldn't snow this time of year America's shot She's gone and done the lot He thought of planes And where Where to fly to And who to fly there with And there There was no-one No-one |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Moscow's still red
The young man's dead Gone to heaven instead The evening news Says he was confused The motorways will all merge soon Lottery winner buys the moon They've come to save us The space invaders (...are here) He thought of cars And where Where to drive them And who to drive them with But there There was no-one No-one There's panic at London Heathrow Everybody wants to go Up into the blue But there's a ten year queue Columbia is in top gear It shouldn't snow this time of year America's shot She's gone and done the lot He thought of planes And where Where to fly to And who to fly there with But there There was no-one No-one He thought of cars And where Where to drive them And who to drive them with But there There was no-one No-one |
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from Blur - Leisure (1991)
When you come here
Which you sometimes do Don't think that I really want you to And if you come here Which you always do Don't think that I expect you to Is that all I give you Is that all I give you And you talk too much Which you always do Don't think that I really want you to And if you talk too much Which you always do Don't think that I really need you to Is that all I give you Is that all I give you |
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
I heard a man who had no lungs
He took me in and made me lunch Told me how I'd lost a friend He smiled at me - that was the end And I said, I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love Cut my hair off in the road I tear my coat off, drop my load Wipe my hands on the grass Cos now I know nothing will last And I said, I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love I'm just a killer for your love (to end) |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Churchill Got his lucky number
Tomorrow there's another Could be me Could be you No silver spoon Sticky teeth, they rot too soon You've got to have the best tunes Or that's it You've blown it All we want is to be happy In our homes like happy families Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet Yes, it could be you Thelikely lads Are picking up the uglies Yesterday they were just puppies Beery slurs Now life's a blur Telly addicts You should see them at it Getting in a panic Will we be there Trafalgar Square? All we want is to be happy In our homes like happy families Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet Yes, it could be you Could be me Could be you Should be me Should be you But don't worry If it's not your lucky number 'Cos tomorrow there's another Could be you Could be me |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Churchill Got his lucky number
Tomorrow there's another Could be me Could be you No silver spoon Sticky teeth, they rot too soon You've got to have the best tunes Or that's it You've blown it All we want is to be happy In our homes like happy families Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet Yes, it could be you Thelikely lads Are picking up the uglies Yesterday they were just puppies Beery slurs Now life's a blur Telly addicts You should see them at it Getting in a panic Will we be there Trafalgar Square? All we want is to be happy In our homes like happy families Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet Yes, it could be you Could be me Could be you Should be me Should be you But don't worry If it's not your lucky number 'Cos tomorrow there's another Could be you Could be me |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Churchill
Got his lucky number Tomorrow there's another Could be me Could be you No silver spoon Sticky teeth, they rot too soon You've got to have the best tunes Or that's it You've blown it All we want is to be happy In our homes like happy families Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet Yes, it could be you The likely lads (Likely lads) Are picking up the uglies Yesterday they were just puppies Beery slurs Now life's a blur Telly addicts You should see them at it Getting in a panic Will we be there Trafalgar Square? All we want is to be happy In our homes like happy families Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet Yes, it could be you Could be me Could be you Should be me Should be you Could be But don't worry (Don't worry) If it's not your lucky number 'Cos tomorrow there's another Could be you Could be me |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Jets
Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets Jets are like comets |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Jubilee slouches in the settee
He losing all will to move He gone divy too much telly He watching 24 hours of rubbish He got butane he got plastic bags His eyes are going square oh yeah He no raver just anti social He no going to cut his hair He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen, he not mean enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen, Not keen on being like anyone else Jubilee's dad billy banker He thinks his son is a slob He should get out more stop scabbing He really should go and get a job He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen he not mean enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him where to go But he just don't get out enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him talk to girls But he's just too spotty He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen He not keen on being liked by anyone else So he just plays on his computer game He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen he not mean enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him where to go But he just don't get out enough He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him talk to girls But he's just too spotty He dresses incorrectly... No-one told him seventeen he not keen on being liked Anyone he's not being like Anyone jubilee's not like Anyone else |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
A malady has taken him over
Coughing tar in his japanese motor The lights are magic And he feels lucky And he's got money Shoots like an arrow - oh London loves The mystery of a speeding car London loves The misery of a speeding heart Its love u like, and everyone's at it And words are cheap when the mind is elastic He loves the violence Keeps ticking over So sleep together Before today is sold forever London loves The way people just fall apart London loves The way you just don't stand a chance London loves The mystery of a speeding car O-oh o-oh o-oh o-oh London loves The mystery of a speeding car London loves The misery of a speeding heart London loves The mystery London loves The way people just fall apart London loves The way we just don't stand a chance London loves A speeding heart |
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
Good morning, lethargy
Drink Pepsi - it's good for energy The bath's on, smoke in the bedroom Sore throat, and on my neck a nasty bruise And where it came from Well I don't know But we played last night - it was a good show Got to play a second rate chat show A nationwide deal, so we gotta go Jeff from the Company says it'll be alright Got an ad on KROQ And there's an in-store tonight Well I build things up Then I let them go Got to get time share on the radio Look inside America She's alright, she's alright Sitting out in the distance But I'm not trying to make her mine Looking for America With its kookie nights And suicides TV says its alright Cos everybody's hung up On something or other Stepping off in twenty So the driver says I should sleep tonight But I think I'll watch videos instead Annie Hall leaves New York in the end Press rewind and Woody gets her back again And the whole world could have passed through me But I don't know that it means much to me Look inside America She's alright, she's alright Sitting out in the distance But I'm not trying to make her mine I'm looking for America With its kookie nights And suicides TV says its alright Cos everybody's strung out On something or other And the whole world could have passed through me But I don't know that it means much to me |
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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Fifteen times a week, love
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
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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from Blur - Parklife (2001)
Bill Barret has a simple dream
He calls it his plan b Buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free And everyone is very friendly Plan b arrived on a holiday Took a cab to the shopping malls Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore Then found love on channel 44 (chorus) La la la la la he wants to go to magic america La la la la la he'd like to live in magic america With all the magic people Bill Barrett sent his postcards home To everyone he'd ever known they read Fifty nine cents gets you a good square meal From the people who care how you feel (chorus x 2) With all the magic people (fade to end) |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
I left my street I'm a guillotine
Pulling away In my machine, Where have I been, now? Not you Shooting stars in my left arm An alcohol low Giving away time to Casio Sun is slow I got soul Is this where I'm going to We'll see We'll see We'll see I kill this sleep I'm the man in the moon Walking on sand on my home high noon In love with the moon, love you Cos I lift my Street I'm a guillotine Pull it away In my machine Forget where I've been before Forget you Is this where I'm going to We'll see We'll see We'll see |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Practice doesn't make perfect whan you're interbreeding
Speaking drivel can it get confused with heavy breathing Mixing drinks at water holes get snarled up in the suburbs Meandering through this and that, you are suspected of vagueness When work is done, go to Villa Rosie every night So tasty Go form a queue at Villa Rosie every night So tasty Across the common every day, you come across the fine line But wearing boots can prevent the leeches in the long grass Eating between meals stifles the appetite is it healthy Coming home that nagging doubt there in your belly And all the while at Villa Rosie every night You're tasty A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night So taste.... All this has come to Villa Rosie every night They're waiting So form a queue at Villa Rosie every night So tasty Don't break your own back at Villa Rosie every night We're tasting A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night So tasty |
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from Blur - Think Tank (2003)
Moroccan Peoples Revolutionary Bowls Club
The trees are spinning oxygen They're the rockets we should fear If we go and let them off then we will disappear Then we will disappear, surely we will disappear The road is hot and dusty The desert needs a beer But if we go and blow it up then we will disappear Then we will disappear, surely we will disappear If we go and blow it up then we will disappear We will disappear surely We will disappear (x4) We will disappear |
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from Blur - Blur (1997)
At the music heist
I met the gourmet man With aluminium lungs Sucks out all he can He sees the whole world go flip In a stunt bug style Cos he's a parasite With a cellulite pile Well he can smile Cos this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Hey, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Sticky eyes and sticky bones You get no time on your own You get a dose and a ghost You get it coast to coast Now you dye your hair black Get Satan tattooed on your back You pierce yourself with a Coke can And rub yourself with fake tan Now you're in the band Cos this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Hey, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on No matter how low There's always further to go When you're movin' on, you're movin' on No matter how low There's always somewhere to go Movin on, we're movin' on Won't be long before we're gone Hey, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on Yeah, this is the music Movin' on, we're movin' on No matter how low Theres always further to go Movin' on, you're movin' on No matter how low There's always further to go |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Oh, Mr Robinson
And his quango Dirty dealer Expensive car Runs the buses and the Evening Star He got a hairpiece Ooh, he got herpes His private life is very discreet A nicer man, no, you're never gonna meet He's the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing He got respiratory problems and a mason's ring Oh, Mr Robinson And his quango Drinks with generals and county wives The family business is doing alright They're doing tangos Down in the quangos He makes them tick Ooh, he makes them tock And if you don't fit He put you in the dock He just sits in his leather chair and twiddles his thumb Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum He ran into the toilets in the town hall He got his biro out and wrote on the wall "I'm wearing black French knickers under my suit I've got stocking and suspenders on I'm feeling rather loose" Ooh, I'm a naughty boy Ooh, I'm a naughty, naughty boy |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Mr Robinson and his quango
Dirty dealer, expensive car Runs the buses and the evening star He got a hair piece and he got herpes His private life is very discreet A nicer man you'll never going to meet A self professed saviour of the dim right wing He's got respitory problems and a mansons ring Mr. Robinson ans his quango Drinks with the general and the county wives Yes the family business is doing all right They are doing tango's down in the quangos He makes them thick and he makes them tock And if he doesn't like you he'll put you in the dock He just sits in his leather chair and twiddels his thumbs Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum He ran into the toilet in the town hall Got a biro out and wrote on the wall I'm wearing black french knickers on under my suit I've got stockings and suspenders on I'm feeling rather loose oh i'm a naughty boy oh I'm a naughty naughty boy |
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from Blur - The Great Escape (2003)
Mr Robinson and his quango
Dirty dealer, expensive car Runs the buses and the evening star He got a hair piece and he got herpes His private life is very discreet A nicer man you'll never going to meet A self professed saviour of the dim right wing He's got respitory problems and a mansons ring Mr. Robinson ans his quango Drinks with the general and the county wives Yes the family business is doing all right They are doing tango's down in the quangos He makes them thick and he makes them tock And if he doesn't like you he'll put you in the dock He just sits in his leather chair and twiddels his thumbs Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum He ran into the toilet in the town hall Got a biro out and wrote on the wall I'm wearing black french knickers on under my suit I've got stockings and suspenders on I'm feeling rather loose oh i'm a naughty boy oh I'm a naughty naughty boy |
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from Blur - 13 (1999)
It's over
you don't need to tell me I hope you're with someone who makes you feel save in your sleeping tonight I won't kill myself trying to stay in your life I've got no distance left to run When you see me, please, turn your back and walk away I don't wanna see you 'cause I know the dreams that you keep that's where we meet when you're coming down think of me here I've got no distance left to run -whoo whoo whoo- It's over I knew it would end this way I hope you're with someone who makes you feel that this life, is a life Who settles down, stays around, spends more time with you, I've got no distance left to run I'm coming home It's over come on home no more |
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from Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbish (1993)
Miss America sits in the shower
She's plucking hours from the sky Picks up the telephone, into another home Don't ask me why I don't mind I don't mind at all I love only you She's a well wisher and she wishes you well Wish away, wish away She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho Wish away, wish away I don't mind I don't mind at all I love only you Da, do, da, da, do Da, do, da, da, do Here is here and I am here, where are you? Far away, far away She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho Wish away, wish away I don't mind I don't mind at all I love only you Da, do, da, da, do (x3) |
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