See me in me heels and ting Dem check sey we hip and ting True them no know and ting We have them going and ting No pop no style, I strictly roots No pop no style, I strictly roots
See me pon the road and you call out to me Can you see me inna pants and ting See me in a 'alter back See me give you heart attack Gimme little bass, let me wind up me waist Uptown Top Ranking
See me in me Benz and ting Drivin' through Constant Spring Them check sey me come from cosmo spring But a true dem no know and ting Dem no know sey we top ranking Uptown Top Ranking
Shoulda see you in your ranking dread Check how we jamming and ting Love is all I bring in all me khaki suit and ting No pop no style, I strictly roots No pop no style, I strictly roots
Watch how we chuck it and ting In a khaki suit and ting Love is all I bring in me khaki suit and ting No pop no style, I strictly roots No pop no style, I strictly roots
See me pon the road and you call out to me True you see me in me pants and ting See me inna 'alter back See me give you heart attack Gimme little bass, make me wind up me waist Gimme little bass, make me wind up me waist Love is all I bring inna me khaki suit and ting No pop no style, I strictly roots No pop no style, I strictly roots
You shoulda see me and the ranking dread, Check how we jamming and ting Love is all I bring inna me khaki suit and ting No pop no style, I strictly roots No pop no style, I strictly roots
I stopped talking when I was six years old I didn't want anything more to do with the outside world I was happy being quiet But of course they wouldn't leave me alone My parents tried every trick in the book From speech therapists to child psychologists They even tried bribery I could have anything, as long as I said it out loud
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Of course this episode didn't last forever I'd made my point and it was time to move on To peel away the next layer of deceit And see what new surprises lay in store My school report said I showed no interest 'A disruptive influence' I felt sorry for them in a way And when they finally expelled me It didn't mean a thing
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
("At that time she stopped what she was doing, she stopped playing... she stared, she had the facial grimicing... and then the psychiatrist was saying, "Julie, Julie, can you hear me? Can you open your eyes? Can you stick out your tongue?" And all of a sudden, Julie struck out")
The November day I came home the Christmas decorations were already up Spray on snow, coloured flashing lights And an artificial tree that played Silent Night Over and over again My parents welcomed me with loving arms But within an hour were back at each others throats Normal, happy childhood back on course Batteries not included
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
I was brought up in an ideal home Bay windows let the sun shine through Natural light chased the shadows I was brought up in an ideal home
In an ideal home nothing you do can go wrong In an ideal home everything's safe and you can Sit by the fire, read a good book or watch TV
Miserable songs from the house next door Perhaps they're planning to end it all They should come around to our house Like the sunshine, in oue ideal home
In an ideal home nothing you do can go wrong In an ideal home there's never an awkward silence Turn out the lights, sit in the dark and watch the stars Everythings safe in an ideal home
In an ideal home In an ideal home In an ideal home
It's only the end of the world Not a death in the family We've seen all the best sights, been on all the best rides At the amusement park-on Saturday We got tongue-tied, after all the best fights Stuff that's too boring to trash, it's classless and crass It's only the end of the world
Since the circus left town We've been seen kicking round And now every caress, is some cul-de-sac We've already been down We're just moving our lips, making the sound The ground is still spinning, but it's slowing down It's only the end of the world
Where is the love?
Satellites break up in the atmosphere Our ashes are scattered in space All of the answers fall into place It's only the end of the world
Since the circus left town The world just stopped spinning round We've seen all the prize fires the Sunday gun-fighters With their heads hanging down We just go were the money goes Your hands turn to dust, the magic is lost It's only the end of the world
Where is the love?
It's only the end of the world It's only the end of the world The end of the world The end of the world The end of the world The end of the world
I trapped a spider underneath the glass I kept it for a week to see how long he lasted He stared right back of me He thought that he could win We played the waiting game He thought that I give in
England made me England made me
I had a dream last night, that I was drunk I killed the stranger, and left him in a trunk In Brighton railway station It was an unsolved case A famous murder mystery People love mystery
England made me England made me England made me England made me
I need my privacy, I lead a secret life Sleep with the enemy, and betray both sides I travelled all my life, but never got away From the killing jar, and it got me sick
England made me England made me England made me England made me England made me England made me England made me
It's my primary instinct to protect the child Girl singing in the wreckage My dress is torn, my hair is wild Girl singing in the wreckage
My first kiss, my early boyfriend Girl singing in the wreckage Wet weekends, new years eve parties Girl singing in the wreckage
Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour
My 18th birthday, I'll die of boredom Girl singing in the wreckage My private world is smashed right open Girl singing in the wreckage
My 1st trip, my expectations I had a dream that it would end like this No destiny, No destination You hit the ground and then it stops
Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour
I miss my hometown, it's nothing special Call my parents let them know I've arrived My primary instinct is to protect the child Send the postcard from the airport
Put on your make-up Apply it with care Use your imagination We can go anywhere We'll have an adventure I'm bored with just love A fairy tale with a sting in the tail Tonight we'll draw blood From Blackpool tower to Brighton pier Turn the lights out we know there's no-one here Goodbye Goodnight The candle is buring So the modern butterfly Can plant out a night-life It's purely desire We might meet some old friends We might push our luck Hot on the heels of something Hot on the heels of not much From Severn bridge to Southend-on-Sea Turn the lights out before you leave, goodnight Goodbye Goodnight It's been a good night It's just a goodnight kiss The night's nearly over Get a taxi at five I'll cradle your head in my hands Check that you're still alive Golden mile to Morecambe bay Turn the lights out as there's nothing left to say Goodbye Goodnight From Dungeness to the Isle of White Would the last one to leave turn out the light Goodbye Goodnight It's just a good night It's been a good night It's just a goodnight kiss
If you let me join your gang I'll show you things you've never dreamed of After school we'll steal a car Drive until the feeling changes
All the people have to say "we're swinging" "We don't like you, go away - we're swinging" Feeling rotten to the core And I don't need you anymore
Are you a hardcore hooligan? Did you really burn the old school down? If I set fire to you now Will you even make a sound?
All the people have to say "we're swinging" "We don't like you, go away - we're swinging" Feeling rotten to the core And I don't need you anymore
It's the end of the affair Bet you never thought you'd even get this far And I dare you to look down See how brave you really are
Monmouth, Cardiff to the South Downs - "we're swinging" From the coast to the cathedral towns - "we're swinging" Feeling rotten to the core And I don't need you anymore And I don't need you anymore
They're digging up human remains In Notting Hills Behind the screens, behind the wall In our backgarden Don't you know when you're well off? Don't you know when times are good? I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved They're asking questions door to door Our friends in neighbours They're piecing it together now In perfect order Don't you know when you're well off? Make the best of English weather Sort the roses 'round the door We'll be growing old together I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved Don't you know when you're well off? Don't look a gift horse in the mounts I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved I just want to be loved (I just want to be loved) I just want to be loved (I just want to be...) I just want to be loved (They're digging up human remains) I just want to be loved (In Notting Hills) (I just want to be...) I just want to be loved (Behind the screens, behind the wall) I just want to be loved (In our backgarden) (I just want to be...) I just want to be loved (They're digging up human remains) I just want to be loved (In Notting Hills) (I just want to be...) I just want to be loved (Behind the screens, behind the wall) I just want to be loved (In Notting Hills) (I just want to be...) In Notting Hill
(Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (Dream home) It's a beautiful day (It's a beautiful day) (Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (In our) Dream home (In our) Dream home Straight life Away from alternative culture Transient people (Straight life) Coming in and out of our lives Straight life Painting our walls, and wiring the circuit Gradate advisement (Straight life) Building it up by the sweat of our bows Home improvements In our dream home Home improvements We're not moving Straight life Visiting sites of local interest Walking the hillsides (Straight life) Playing games, bringing back souvenirs Straight life Secret signs, our own signed language Misunderstandings (Straight life) Have now become a thing of the past Home improvements In our dream home Home improvements We're never moving (Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (Dream home) It's a beautiful day (It's a beautiful day) (Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (In our) Dream home (In our) Dream home Straight life Lives in a tin on top of the wardrobe Personal photos (Straight life) Holiday snaps, caravan sites Straight life Keep your mouth shut, say hello to the neighbours Straight life Look at our straight life Home improvements In our dream home Home improvements We're not moving (Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (Dream home) It's a beautiful day (It's a beautiful day) (Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (In our) Dream home (In our) Dream home (Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (Dream home) It's a beautiful day (It's a beautiful day) (Dream home) It's a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning) (In our) Dream home (In our) Dream home Straight life Look at a straight life Straight life This is our straight life Straight life
When boys are just eleven They begin to grow in height at a fast rate than they have done before They develop curiosity and start to fantasise About the things they have never thought of doing before These dreams are no more harmful than The usual thoughts that boys have of becoming football stars or millionaires As long as the distinction between fantasy and fiction remains It's just a nature walk
It's just the facts of life There's no master plan Walk me home from school I'll let you hold my hand You're getting ideas And when you sleep at night They develop into sweet dreams It's just the facts of life
A boy sits by the telephone, wanting to call a girl But not daring to because she might say no At last he summons up the courage phones And discovers someone else has asked her first and she's said yes Now's time to deal with the fear of being rejected No-one gets through life without being hurt At this point the boy who's listening to this song Is probably saying it's easier said than done and it's true
It's just the facts of life There's no master plan Walk me home from school I'll let you hold my hand You're getting ideas And when you sleep at night They develop into sweet dreams It's just the facts of life
Do do do, do do do Do do do, do do do
Small-town dating differs from more urban situations In particular if there's few places to go Adolescents normally gather in a cafe or an arcade If they have to almost anywhere will do A family car, a disused coalmine A rowing boat or a shed Experimentation, familiarisation It's all a nature walk
It's just the facts of life There's no master plan Walk me home from school I'll let you hold my hand You're getting ideas And when you sleep at night They develop into sweet dreams It's just the facts of life
It's just the facts of life (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) There's no master plan (Ideas develop into sweet dreams) Walk me home from school (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) I'll let you hold my hand (Let you hold my hand) You're getting ideas (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) And when you sleep at night (Ideas develop into sweet dreams) They develop into sweet dreams (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) It's just the facts of life
It's just the facts of life (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) There's no master plan (Ideas develop into sweet dreams) Walk me home from school (Sweet dreams develop into ideas) I'll let you hold my hand (Let you hold my hand)
Girl on girl, in your dreams Girls on top, in between Girls together, girls alone In your dreams, in your dreams
Boy on boy, boys on top Boys together, boys don't stop Being boys, in your dreams In your dreams, in your dreams
I've been thinking about you (Thinking about you) Always thinking about you Can't stop thinking about you (Thinking about you) In your dreams, in your dreams
Girl on bus, girl on Tube Brush against you, look at you Catch your eye, conversation In your dreams, in your dreams
I've been thinking about you (Thinking about you) Always thinking about you Can't stop thinking about you (Thinking about you) In your dreams, in your dreams
In your dreams In your dreams In your dreams In your dreams
I've been thinking about you (Thinking about you) Always thinking about you Can't stop thinking about you (Thinking about you) In your dreams, in your dreams
Late at night, in your dream You're not shy, it's so easy All the colours of the rainbow In your dreams, in your dreams
I've been thinking about you (Thinking about you) Always thinking about you Can't stop thinking about you (Thinking about you) In your dreams I've been thinking about you (Thinking about you) Always thinking about you Can't stop thinking about you (Thinking about you) In your dreams, in your dreams
Meet me in the playground after school When everybody has gone home Promise not to breathe a word of this Don't even look at me till we're alone Or tongues will start to wag Stories will go round They'll talk behind our backs We'll never relive it down Write my name in blood across your shirt (May Queen) Prove to me that I'm the only one (May Queen) And cross your heart and hope to die (May Queen) May God strike you dead if it's a lie (May Queen) Meet me after school Meet me by the fields Away from prying eyes Kids can be so cruel Out in the fields, out in the hay We've come this far, at days and date But if we've heard, but if we've seen Then you might forfeit your first kiss This whole thing no-one else's business (May Queen) This is just a personal affair (May Queen) A one-off test-run for the future (May Queen) Wonder if I'll feel the same tomorrow (May Queen) Tongues will start to wag Stories will go round They'll talk behind our backs We'll never relive it down Now it's the time, now it's the place We've come this far, at days and date But if we've heard, but if we've seen Then you might forfeit your first kiss May Queen
The English motorway system is beautiful and strange It's been there forever, it's never going to change It eliminates all diversions, it eliminates all emotions (All you got to do to stay alive is drive)
There are things we need to talk about There are things I cannot do without
If you think the journey's over Let me know, don't make me wait
(Driving with no aim or intention) On the English motorway
The English motorway system can be quite hypnotising You achieve a Zen like state, as someone else's driving It becomes detached observing, colours and straight lights Distant town and exit signs (Do you really want to break up?)
There are things we need to talk about There are things I cannot do without
Is this the end of the rainbow? Am I just colour-blind?
(Leave the north, visit friend's at south) On the English motorway
The English motorway system, is an accident waiting to happen On the black ice, a lorry jack knives, on there's freezing fog in November And you wonder if there's someone who really does decide I thought I saw you in a distance (Do you really want to break up?)
There are things we need to talk about There are things I cannot do without
When you think the journey's over Let me know Don't make me wait
(Driving with no aim or intention) On the English motorway
The English motorway system is beautiful and strange The English motorway system is beautiful and strange The English motorway system is beautiful and strange The English motorway system is beautiful and stra
You're quite precautious I know which button should be pressed Let's go out driving I'll wait until you pass the test We can get a hood down Throw away those learner plates You got the hang of steering Now try stepping on the brakes
You've been driving way too fast You've been pushing way too hard You've been taking things too far Who do you think you are?
La la la, la la la la la La la la, la la la la la
Do you believe in love at first sight? Do you believe in fate? I believe the good things Only come to those who wait We've got to plan the journey Eliminate all mistakes Take the safe route It's called the art of driving
Maybe wait until the summertime Maybe wait until December Because a heartfelt seduction Lasts a life time
You've been driving way too fast You've been pushing way too hard You've been taking things too far Who do you think you are?
It's called the art of driving The art of driving It's just the art of driving
La la la, la la la la la La la la, la la la la la
I wish you'd learn to slow down You might get there at the end Don't think the accelerating pedal Is the man's best friend You don't have to break the speed limit You don't have to break your neck Another dead boy-racer Cut out from the wreak
You've been driving way too fast You've been pushing way too hard You've been taking things too far Who do you think you are?
Maybe wait until the summertime Maybe wait until December Because a heartfelt seduction Lasts a life time
It's called the art of driving It's called the art of driving It's called the art of driving The art of driving It's called the art of driving It's called the art of driving Just the art of driving It's just the art of driving The art of driving The art of driving It's called the art of driving It's called the art of driving The art of driving The art of driving The art of driving It's called the art of driving It's called the art of driving
