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17 Aug 13
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Tracy Chapman "Fast Car" for me
http://open.spotify.com/track/2M9ro2krNb7nr7HSprkEgo
You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
His body's too young to look like his
http://open.spotify.com/track/2M9ro2krNb7nr7HSprkEgo
You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
His body's too young to look like his
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yeah come on. wooh.
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Someone Like You. Sounds trite, but for me it's true. Regret without spite.
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Im awake at a.m. & im drunk by noon
Ive got a plan.........but im still in my room. Red Butler................"google" |
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too shy shy, hush hush eye do eye
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actually ive changed my mind. its this one...
we can leave this world, leave it all behind we can steal this car, if your folks don't mind we can live forever, if you've got the time you motherf***er! whoaaaaaaa! |
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now i found that love i have been looking for
the secrets whisper in my mind. i'm sinking deeper, can you hear my distant cry? i'm calling, our love will never die |
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Patti page and summer days
On old cape cod Happy times making wine In my garage Country shade and lemonade Guess i`m slowing down It`s a turned back world With a local girl In a smaller town |
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Oh was a perfect day. Oh in a perfect way, you know,
something had go, you left me high, you left me low. Now as I lie in pieces, and wait for your return, the sun upon my forehead it burns baby burns baby burns. |
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i lost the feeling in my toes
i dropped the handset as I froze I should have seen it coming on the breeze. I lost my pride hate that the most I saw the man, the holy ghost I lost the me and you from all the postcards from the coast. But you were always hard to read Like paper smudged, like falling leaves That change their path to earth it seems And you have changed in me. (copyright doantwin2easy 2006) |
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Thin Lizy
And that time over at Johnny's place Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face Man we just fell about the place If that chick don't want to know, forget her Ian Dury See my tailor, he's called Simon. I know it's going to fit. Counting Crows These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for days Counting Crows She's talking in her sleep. It's keeping me awake. And Anna begins to toss and turn. And every word is nonsense but I understand and, Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing. Bean On Toast Someone's always got more than you Someone's always got less Don't worry about it be true to yourself, And try your fecking best Bruce Springsteen You aint a beauty, but hey you're alright |
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Nirvana - All Apologies
Choking on the ashes of her enemy |
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Victim Of Love
What kind of love have you got? You should be home, but you're not A room full of noise and dangerous boys still makes you thirsty and hot I heard about you and that man There's just one thing I don't understand You say he's a liar and he put out your fire How come you've still got his gun in your hand? Victim of love , I see a broken heart You got your stories to tell Victim of love, it's such an easy part and you know how to play it so well Some people never come clean I think you know what I mean You're walkin' the wire of pain and desire Looking for love in between Tell me your secrets, I'll tell you mine This ain't no time to be cool And tell all your girlfriends, your "been around the world" friends That talk is for losers and fools Victim of love, I see a broken heart I could be wrong, but I'm not Victim of love, we're not so far apart Show me, what kind of love have you got? Victim of love, you're just a victim of love I could be wrong , but I'm not Victim of love, now you're a victim of love What kind of love have you got? |
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Peter Lorre contemplating a crime.
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The people who have crippled you
You want to see them burn |
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The opening words to Ian Dury's 'Plaistow Patricia'...unfotunately it is against Betfair's terms & conditions to post them up here...you'll have to Google the song if you don't know what I'm talking about.
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rsoles, barstewards fecking ****s and prix
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Clevor Trever
Just cos I ain’t never ‘ad, no nothing worth having never ever, never ever You ain’t got no call not to think I wouldn’t fall into thinking that I ain’t too clever And it ain’t not having one thing nor not another either, neither is it anything, whatever And it’s not not knowing that there ain’t nothing showing and I answer to the name of Trevor, however Just cos I ain’t never said no nothing worth saying never ever never never ever Things have got read into what I never sad ‘til me mouth becomes me head which ain’t not all that clever And it’s not not saying one thing nor not another either, neither is it anything I haven’t said, whatever And it ain’t not proving that me mind ain’t moving and I answer to the name of Trever, however Knock me down with a feather, Clever Trevor Widebrows wonder wether Clever Trevor’s clever Either have they got nor neither haven’t not Got no right to make a clot out of Trevor Why should I feel bad about something I ain’t ‘ad such stupidness is mad Cos nothing underfoot comes to nothing less to add to a load of old toot And I ain’t half not I'm glad cos there’s nowhere to put It even if I ‘ad i’m a bit of a Jack the Lad Knock me down with a feather, Clever Trevor Widebrows wonder wether Clever Trevor’s clever Either have they got nor neither haven’t not Got no right to make a clot out of Trevor Also, it takes much longer to get up north, the slow way It may not look much if you've never heard it, but one of my all time favourites by any artist, in fact I would put this album in my personal top five of all time  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eiulgP9kR7c |
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I like punk
I like Sham I got nicked Down West Ham I like beans I like sauce I like sexual Intercourse I was just a bunk-up For you to get your (s) punk up |
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Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket So you have to stay on |
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Hey Eddie, can you catch us a ride ?
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(or) the bed's too big, the frying pan's too wide
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Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun, Three little birds Pitch by my doorstep Singin' sweet songs Of melodies pure and true, Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou:" |
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Ah, people asking questions lost in confusion
Well I tell them there's no problem, only solutions Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I've lost my mind I tell them there's no hurry I'm just sitting here doing time |
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I have my books,
And my poetry to protect me, I am shielded in my armour, Hiding in my room, Safe within my womb, I touch no one, and no one touches me. I am a rock. I am an island And a rock feels no pain. And an island never cries. |
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Nine Inch Nails
What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end You could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt Depeche Mode I'm hanging on your words living on your breath feeling with your skin Will I always be here Tori Amos He said you're really an ugly girl But I like the way you play And I died But I thanked him Can you believe that Sick holding on to his picture Dressing up every day I wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys Those christian boys So you can make me cu m That doesn't make you Jesus Smashing Pumpkins Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage Pearl Jam I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky, But why, why, why can't it be, can't it be mine? |
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They bite
They scratch They make an awful fuss It's no use stroking them and saying "puss puss puss" Oh Hunting tigers out in India Out in, out in, out in India (yuh) She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, "All right, sweetheart," And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart. He said, "D'you want it pasturize? 'Cause pasturize is best," She says, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest." |
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you know our hearts beat out time very slowly
you know our hearts beat out time they're just waiting for something that'll never arrive. wolf parade. |
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The Devil came and took me,
From bar to street to bookie |
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I see you, walking by
you've got that far away look in your eyes It was only, yesterday like a cheap suit you were all over me I should know better by now, my friend just what I mean to you You've been running in and out of my life so long I don't want nothing to do with you |
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Love's a silver bullet,that blows your world apart
I wanna have it written on my tombstone,here lies the boy who stole your heart |
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Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be John Lennon - Working Class |
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Slippy 1.01 landed
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trying to make ends meet
you're a slave to money then you die |
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 At least I'm consistent Thomas! |
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All of Up The Junction
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I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from clapham Out on a windy common That night I ain't forgotten When she dealt out the rations With some or other passions I said you are a lady Perhaps she said I may be We moved into a basement With thoughts of our engagement We stayed in by the telly Although the room was smelly We spent our time just kissing The railway arms we're missing But love had got us hooked up And all our time it took up I got a job with stanley He said I'd come in handy And started me on monday So I had a bath on sunday I worked eleven hours And bought the girl some flowers She said she'd seen a doctor And nothing now could stop her I worked all through the winter The weather brass and bitter I put away a tenner Each week to make her better And when the time was ready We had to sell the telly Late evenings by the fire With little kicks inside her This morning at 4:50 I took her rather nifty Down to an incubator Where thirty minutes later She gave birth to a daughter Within a year a walker She looked just like her mother If there could be another And now she's two years older Her mother's with a soldier She left me when my drinking Became a proper stinging The devil came and took me From bar to street to bookie No more nights by the telly No more nights nappies smelling Alone here in the kitchen I feel there's something missing I'd beg for some forgiveness But begging's not my business And she won't write a letter Although I always tell her And so it's my assumption I'm really up the junction |
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The Straits - Romeo and Juliet.
'When you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold. You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin yeah, Now you just say, oh Romeo yeah y'know I used to have a scene with him.' The rest of the song as well. Oh and most of what DS wrote! |
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Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me. And I love to live so pleasantly, Live this life of luxury, Lazing on a sunny afternoon. The Kinks |
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When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of the lark Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain Though your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on walk on with hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone |