Babyshambles

There's a lesson I have learnt
If you play with fire you will get burnt
Hell hath no fury
Like woman scorned
I'll tell you my story
Make you wish you never, wish you...
Wish you never never, wish you never been born

I may never learn, never know
I may live and learn but never know
I may crash and burn, oh no
I may take my turn

If you love her, then tell her you love her and
You could be kissing her soon
If you need her, oh, tell her you need her and
You won't be missing her soon
Oh, but for a love to be true
It must come from her too

It's a lesson hard learned
If you play with fire you will get burnt
Hell hath no fury
... (?)

Oh, I may never learn, you never know
I may live and learn, never know
I may crash and burn, oh no
I may take my turn

If you love her, then tell her you love her and
You could be kissing her soon
If you need her, oh, tell her you need her and
You won't be missing her soon

Down in Albion
They're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here?
How do you do?
I'd like to talk about that

Talk over
Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

More gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout

If you're looking for a cheap sort
Set in false anticipation
I'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station

So come away, won't you come away
We could go to...
Deptford, Catford, Watford, Digberth, Mansfield
Ahh anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion

Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an English song

Mmm... Reebok classics
And canons at dawn
Terrible warlords, good Warlords
And an English song

Oo if you're looking for a cheap sort
All glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station

Now come away, oh say you'll come away
We'll go to...
Satsworth, Senford, Weovil, Woomoyle, NEW-CAST-LE

If you are looking for a cheap tart
Don't glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away (away), won't you come away

We'll go to...
Bedtown, Oldham, Nunthorpe, Rowlam, Bristol
Aaa-nywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion...

Down in Albion
They're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here?
How do you do?
I'd like to talk about that

Talk over
Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

More gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout

If you're looking for a cheap sort
Set in false anticipation
I'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station

So come away, won't you come away
We could go to...
Deptford, Catford, Watford, Digberth, Mansfield
Ahh anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion

Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an English song

Mmm... Reebok classics
And canons at dawn
Terrible warlords, good Warlords
And an English song

Oo if you're looking for a cheap sort
All glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station

Now come away, oh say you'll come away
We'll go to...
Satsworth, Senford, Weovil, Woomoyle, NEW-CAST-LE

If you are looking for a cheap tart
Don't glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away (away), won't you come away

We'll go to...
Bedtown, Oldham, Nunthorpe, Rowlam, Bristol
Aaa-nywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion...

You have always thinking of her
You're in love and you don't know what to say
But I saw her at the fair and she feels the same way
She was married by the merry-go-round

The merry-go-round
How merrily we go round
How merrily we go round
The merry-go-round

He was the first one of the day
He was the last one of the night
Oh hold me tight, hold me tight
They said you were wrongened
But I can see in your eyes
How you are gentle and wise
And you had the good stuff
Oh there's a parade of girls outside
That boy's so shy
Why'd you punch out his lights?

He was the first one of the day
He was the last one of the night
Oh mop it up, she'll be alright
Mop it up, she'll be alright
There's a parade on the hall outside
Come on and feel the air outside

Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning

Everytime I see your face
It makes me sad, it makes me chase
Chase my love across the world
Even though you're not it's taste
Simple, evil, I don't walk alone

Everytime I see your face
It makes me cry, it makes me wait
Waited far too long
And you were over me
But it's ok, cause I know, where you will go, I will go

Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning

Up the morning
Up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Ayyyyyyyy

And if I, if I could go
Back in time
And if I, if I could go
Back in time
I'd go to show, what did I show?
I would not show
The nights and the fights when I came rumbling out the door
Well what was I supposed to do?
Where's a boy supposed to, supposed to go?

Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning

Ah, tell me
What did I dream?
Cause nothing's as it seems
On the way back down, for me

What did I dream?
Cause nothing's as it seems
On the way back round, for me

Nothing's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?
No one's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?

We're on the one road
Maybe the wrong road
It's the road to fuck knows where
We're on the one road
Maybe the wrong road
But we're together now so I don't care

Nothing's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?
No one's gonna keep me from my
No one'll fucking keep me from my
No one's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?

And if I confide in you today
I know you don't believe a single word I say
I found solace in the flood
And everybody knew that I would
Cause I'm alright
And there's a slight crack in my chimney

So tell me
What did I dream? (x3)
Nothing's as it seems
On the way back round for me

What did I? (x3)
What did I dream?

I heard it said
You had come back from the dead
You were playing so fine
Scooping up the soul of the wine

Courage my boy, when you look them in the eye
Try not to look too scummy
If you want some money
If you need some money now, oh...

This ain't no happy place to be
There's nothing nice around me
Nothing nice about me
Oh almost everyone agrees

It's a hell of a year for you and me my friend
Oh promises, promises
I know you've heard them all before
Love is, love is, love is, love is, love is...

Oh well it's just around the corner

I heard it said
You had come back from the dead
Playing so fine
Even if you don't show up on time

Courage my boy
When you look them in the eye
Laugh if they try to be funny
If you need some money now, oh...

Down in Albion
They're black and blue
But we don't talk about that
Are you from 'round here?
How do you do?
I'd like to talk about that

Talk over
Gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in bus stops
And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn

More gin in teacups
And leaves on the lawn
Violence in dole queues
And the pale thin girl
Behind the checkout

If you're looking for a cheap sort
Set in false anticipation
I'll be waiting in the photo booth
At the underground station

So come away, won't you come away
We could go to...
Deptford, Catford, Watford, Digberth, Mansfield
Ahh anywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion

Yellowing classics
And canons at dawn
Coffee wallahs and pith helmets
And an English song

Mmm... Reebok classics
And canons at dawn
Terrible warlords, good Warlords
And an English song

Oo if you're looking for a cheap sort
All glint with perspiration
There's a four-mile queue
Outside the disused power station

Now come away, oh say you'll come away
We'll go to...
Satsworth, Senford, Weovil, Woomoyle, NEW-CAST-LE

If you are looking for a cheap tart
Don't glint with perspiration
There's a five-mile queue
Outside the disused power station
Now come away (away), won't you come away

We'll go to...
Bedtown, Oldham, Nunthorpe, Rowlam, Bristol
Aaa-nywhere in Albion

Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion
Anywhere in Albion...

I'll tell you a story but you won't listen
It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition
It's the story of a coked-up pansy
Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy

Met two fellas over gin and mixers
They talked for a while he soon got the picture
One was a souped up Soho mincer
The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures

Then the conversation turned evil
Talked, talked and talked about people
Why did you do it to so many people?

Stumble left out of the boozer
...
... another life
... looking alright

That girls out way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game

You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Getting high she sang

(Kate Moss)
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?

She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball
She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball
She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball
...

You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Just getting high... she sang

(Kate Moss)
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than she?

I'll tell you a story but you won't listen
It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition
It's the story of a coked-up pansy
Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy

Met two fellas over gin and mixers
They talked for a while he soon got the picture
One was a souped up Soho mincer
The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures

Then the conversation turned evil
Talked and talked and talked about people
Why did you do it to so many people?

That girls out way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game

You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Just getting high... she sang

(Kate Moss)
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?

It's rough
It's wicked and rough
It's hard
Pentonville rough
It's tough
It's wicked and rough
It's hard
Pentonville rough

Now in Pentonville there's all type of nation
Russian, Columbian and Jamaican
Latvian, Croatian and a Polishman
Indian, Chinaman down from Vietnam
And from the Carribbean an Jamaican
Poorly paid people formed the Irish gang
And the Scottish and the Englishman

They're rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough now

Everyday, it's the same
People can't get better
No they can't get tamed
And black up the heads of the sick and the lame
Some men jump out of their brains
Cause they can't take the pressure
Or the shame or the pain
When they see the life, it go down the drain
In Pentonville it's a different ball game

It's rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough now


Lying on my lumpy mattress
Lying on my back
Staring up at the ceiling
Counting all the cracks
And what's happening behind me
Look over my shoulder back
Bill Cole got my breakfast pack
He won't give it back
Ooooooooooh

It's rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough now

Everyday, it's the same
People can't get better
No they can't get tamed
And black up the heads of the sick and the lame
Some men jump out of their brains
Cause they can't take the pressure
Or the shame or the pain
When they see the life, it go down the drain
In Pentonville it's a different ball game

So A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing
Come help us sing
A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing
Come help us sing

Because it's rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah tough
Pentonville rough
It's hard
Wicked and rough

They would if they could, but they can't
So if they talk like they could
Are you going to heed a word they say
All I'm trying to say was

I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
Yes I'm in love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows

There's a very odd man over there
I don't mean to alarm you
He's by the stairs
No I don't mean to alarm you

He's swimming around all over town
...meaning, ....no feeling
Are you going to heed a word they say
No, all I try to say was

I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
I'm in love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows

There's a very odd man over there
I don't mean to alarm you
Hes by the stairs
I dont meant to alarm you

I'm still waiting for you to show me fire
Oh how's your fever
Like an open book
Oh you can read me

Ohhh la la la la la

They would if they could, but they can't
So if they talk like they could
Are you going to listen to a word they say
All I'm trying to to say was

I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
I'm in love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows

Because of his hob knob
Ohh la la, I think love was a dirty word
Love all the time
Only in a friendly way
Not too friendly, not too friendly

Ohh ohh ohh ohh
Ohh ohh

Why would you pay to see me in a cage?
And why would you pay to see someone in a cage?
Which the whole world calls a stage

Listen now
I have gone
You will know
I was the only one would have gladly died
Well done for what went wrong
In the eyes of the cruel and unwise

And they killed a man for his giro today
I have it all, he wasnt very gay
I didn't mind, I wasn't money mad anyway
They killed a man for his giro today

Wh-hy would you pay
And wh-hy would you pay
To see me in a cage
Which someone calls a stage

And ohh
Now I have gone
And all this time
I've really gone
What went wrong
In the eyes of the unwell and unwise
And they killed a man for his giro today

On the off chance that your listening
You might like to know a la-de-la

When the night has gone
Ah you'll know I'm not the only one
Who would have gladly died
For what went wrong
In the eyes in the cruel and unwise

And they killed a man for his giro today
An I have it all
Ohh ohh ohhh
Ohh ohh ohhhh
Ohhhh












가사입력NAKMUSE

Now here's a tale
Tale I will tell
Blood lust after no sweet love
And a many, many things I do so well

Oh you know that's the end
That's the end so far away down

They said that I was as good as dead
And there was hope, but not for us together
My friend, my only friend

Oh well you know that that's the end
And that's the end so far away down

Skip... fame on the run
Don't look back into the motherfucking sun, no
Oh well you know that that's the end
And that's the end so far away down

Sticks and stones
May break my bones
Oh but your words
They really kill me

Sticks and sto-o-o-o-ones
May break my bo-o-o-o-ones
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Oh but your words they really kill me

And there you know that's the end
But there can never be and end














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Oh Paddy put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's not the right sound
Neither am I, oh my oh my

Do your sums
Work out a fairer way
If it comes undone
Just paper over the cracks
And there ain't no turning back

Oh on The Sun
They make you out to be a tearaway
Comes undone
Ahh I just spoke to matt
pat,they want the money back

Ah put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's the right sound
Oh my, oh my

Do your sums
Work out a fairer way
Can you play no fun
Oh what you think of that
Cause they wanted but...

You better pipe down
You got the right sound
Put the pipe down
Oh my, oh my, oh my

Na na-na na-na...

Oh Paddy put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's not the right sound
Neither am I, oh my oh my

Oh Paddy put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's the right sound
Oh my, oh my, oh my

32nd Of December
Don't talk about it
Don't want to know about it
Arguing with you's no good
You'll be nobody's fool but you'll almost speak...
Don't let me know about it

Don't let me know about the 32nd of December
Oh, thats the night I'm trying so hard to forget
All you do is you come around and make me remember
What I try, oh that I, what I....

Still you talk about it
Still don't wanna know all about it

Anybody want tea?
Anybody, thank you, ah f**k me
But don't speak
And don't talk about it

Don't talk about the 32nd of December
Thats the night im trying so hard to forget
So all you do is you phone me, and I remember
Remember what I try
That I, what I...


You know that I...
You was a stickler for manners
So don't you say goodbye
No, not to a good old friend,

I get by, please
I get by
And get by
Argggh, so what you running from?

Still, ahh don't talk about it
Still, don't want to know about it

Don't want to know about it
The 32nd of December
Thats the night im trying so hard to forget
All you do is come around and make me remember
Remember what I try
What I, that I...

... nice reason, I'll go
But they'll never do
They'll never do