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It wouldn't take a long time
To explain what lies between us
And it wouldn't take a genius
To work out what the scene is
It might just take a pilot
To give you a natural high
But you're sending off those bottle tops
For your free piece of mind!
And are you waving or drowning?
It's so hard to tell when you're so far away
Oh innocence has passed you by
A long long time ago
I was the fly upon your wall
And I saw what you know
Your pornographic priestess left you for another guy
You frighten little children and you always wonder why
Always wonder why
The mercury is rising
And it's not all that surprising
In the land of milk and honey
Where you make big money
And it always keeps the rain off
And it always keeps you dry
But back home the people hate you
And you never did know why
But I think I'm going to tell you
Just give me fifty thousand lire for my thoughts
Oh innocence has passed you by
A long long time ago
I was the fly upon your wall
And I saw what you know
The supermarket checkout girl
Once smacked you in the eye
When you eat no one else does
But you always wonder why
Always wonder why
It would take a gunshot
Just to clear your head awhile
And after all this time
How can you stand there look at me and smile?
Now are you waving or just drowning?
It's so hard to tell with you so far away
Oh innocence has passed you by
A long long time ago
I was the fly upon your wall
And I saw what you know
Degeneration suits you, now I'm going home to cry
You won't be seeing me again
But you'll aways wonder why
Always wonder why
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I thought of you when they closed down the school
And the hospital too
Did they think that you were better, they were wrong
You had so many friends,
They all left you in the end
'Cos they couldn't take the patter
And I'll see you baby when the clans rise again
Women and men united by a struggle
Going down
You've got to walk into the water
With your sister and your daughter
In this free world
If I wore your shades could I share your point of view
Could I make you feel better
Paint a picture, write a letter
Well I know what you're saying
But I see the things you do
And it's much too dangerous
To get closer to you
But I will see you baby when the clans rise again
Women and men united by the struggle
Going down
With a pocketful of plastic
Like a dollar on elastic
In this free world
I wouldn't tell you if I didn't care
I'll see you baby when the clans rise again
Women and men united by the struggle
And the ghettoes are full of Mercedes Benz
And you'd never hurt a friend
Who wouldn't tell you
It's cold and it's going to get colder
You may not get much older
You're much too scared of living
And to die is a reliable exit
So you push it and you test it
With Thunderbird and Rivin
And I'll see you baby when the clans rise again
Women and men united in the struggle
In this free world baby
Got to take it got to grab it
Got to get it up and shag it
In this free world
Going down
You've gotta get into the water
Like a lamb goes to the slaughter
In this free world baby
Going down
With a pocketful of plastic
Like a dollar on elastic
In this free world
I wouldn't tell you if I didn't care
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Mother's ruin
She said to herself
I'm just screwing my own mental health
But Fridays and Saturdays
She walks down those alleyways
A latter day lady of the lamp
How are you doing?
You ain't from round here
Won't you come in?
I'm really not scared
'Cos Fridays and Saturdays
I still do it anyways
And anything is better than out there
Now don't wake me up again
Don't let me feel anything
But when you go
Let me dream that I go with you
So I won't cry myself dry anymore
Mother's ruin
Their own little girls
Keep them dreaming
There's more to this world
But turn her the other way
And every day's Father's day
He stays until there's nothing left to say
But don't wake me up again
Don't let me feel anything
But when you go
Let me dream that I go with you
'Cos I can't take it round here anymore
Now don't wake me up again
Don't let me feel anything
But when you go
Let me dream that I go with you
So you won't make my heart ache anymore
Leave the light on and don't shut the door
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(Raymond D. Davies)
Thank you for the days
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me
I'm thinking of the days
I won't forget a single day believe me
I bless the light
I bless the light that lights on you believe me
And though you're gone
You're with me every single day believe me
Days I'll remember all my life
Days when you can't see wrong from right
You took my life
But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me
But it's alright
Now I'm not frightened of this world believe me
I wish today could be tomorrow
The night is long
It just brings sorrow let it wait
Thank you for the days
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me
I'm thinking of the days
I won't forget a single day believe me
Days I'll remember all my life
Days when you can't see wrong from right
You took my life
But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me
But it's alright
Now I'm not frightened of this world believe me
Days, Thank you for the days
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me
I'm thinking of the days
I won't forget a single day believe me
I bless the light
I bless the light that lights on you believe me
And though you're gone
You're with me every single day believe me
Days
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I must have been driving all day
But I'm getting further away
All these towns look the same in the night
And the rain is falling in my eyes
Take me away
See all my friends for a day
It's strange but it's true
I'm no longer hurting without you
I'm no victim to pity and cry for
And you're not someone I'd lay down and die for
I was seeing the world through your eyes
There was not much left not to despise
It's a shame but it's true
I started to feel things like you do
But I'm not tearing my heart out for you dear
And when you wake up I won't even be here
Sod all your funny little ways
They don't make me laugh these days anymore
I'm no victim to pity and cry for
Or some sad lonely encounter the night before
I'm no victim to pity and cry for
From some sad desperate collision the night before
No I'm not tearing my heart out for you dear
And when you wake up I'll be miles away from here
Baby, I know
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Seven times in seven days
I've sat and wished my life away
I know the greyness comes and goes
But the sun don't shine
And the snow don't snow
There's Suzy-Ann with her tits and curls
Where mediocrity excels
For those vicious boys and their boring girls
You know it makes me sick but it's a bozo's world
Then there's always the cash
Selling your soul for some trash
Smiling at people that you cannot stand
You're in demand
Your fifteen minutes start now
City banker looks are in
The heartless heart, the chinless chin
And you'd spill your beans
For just a pint of gin
How you got so holy
And became so thin
In Sunday papers every week
The silly words you love to speak
The tacky photos and the phoney smiles
Well, it's a bozo's world
And you're a bozo's child
Then there's always the cash
Selling your soul for some trash
Smiling at people that you cannot stand
You're in demand
Your fifteen minutes start now
Then there's always the fame
Autographs now and again
People who saw you on Blankety Blank
Or in the bank
Your fifteen minutes start now
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Some boys with warm beds and cold, cold hearts
Can make you feel nothing at all
They'll never remember and they'll never mind
If you're counting the cracks in the wall
They're quick and they're greedy
They never feel guilty
They don't know the meaning of hurt
The boots just go back on
The socks that had stayed on
The next time they see you
They treat you like dirt
The next time they treat you like dirt
Now don't come the cowboy with me Sonny Jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy with me
Don't be too rough on my cold, cold heart
It's all I've got left to me now
I fell out of favour with heaven somewhere
And I'm here for the hell of it now
Some girls play cowboys
And some boys play harder to get
But they're got just the same
They smile and say cheese
They're so eager to please
But they'll never remember your name
The names and the places all change
But don't come the cowboy with me Sonny Jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy with me
Did somebody tell you I'm lonely as hell?
I didn't expect you to know me so well
If I learned a lesson it's how to bounce back again
Sometimes I bounce off the wall
And sometimes my head hits the floor
So don't come the cowboy with me Sonny Jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy
Oh don't come the cowboy with me Sonny Jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy with me
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Another time, another day
Another baby on the way
A dreamboy for your nightmare nights
Who never shouts and never fights
Happy with your 2.2
What else is there for you to do
But turn and wet the babys head
And pray he will be happier than you or me
That's how it's meant to be
It's called a lifetime
At first you never notice
Then the years go flying by and I say
Tread lightly in your dreams
They might come true for you tomorrow
Say sorry to the boys and girls
You're sorry for this bloody world
Sorry for the sick and old
And sorry for the lies you told
Sorry for the things I did
The things we should have left unsaid
And walked away and left instead of
Rubbing salt on all those open sores and wounds
We should have just left to heal
I never knew just what to feel or to expect
I tried to stretch my mind but I'd just
Get my body wrecked and now I
Tread lightly in my dreams
They might come true tomorrow
And I don't sleep at night in case
I don't wake up tomorrow
I curse the day I met you
But I won't forget you
Not in my lifetime
Another time, another day
You'd never give your heart away
You'd never think and never cry
You'd look the devil in the eye
And tell him to be gone, bye bye
He'll never get you in this lifetime
He'd love to touch you but his hands are tied
So just tread lightly in your dreams
They might come true for you tomorrow
Tread lightly in your dreams
They might come true for you tomorrow
They might come true for you tomorrow
They might come true tomorrow
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She was a party girl, stayed up till the small hours
Now she's embarrassing and everybody laughs
At the girl with the face that could drive her baby wild
Now wasn't she the child with everything?
You should have seen her with her head held high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the apple of his eye
Now what do pretty girls do?
She went through such a lot and never even learned
That even pretty girls can get their fingers burned
SheЃfs got a cabin in a town upon the border
She gets in trouble with the local law and order
EverybodyЃfs happy when she isnЃft at the door
She sends out invitations to everyone
They don't come
(And the phone ain't ringing for her now)
You should have seen her with her head held high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the same as me or you
Now what do pretty girls do?
Well they get older just like everybody else
She never thought she'd have to take care of herself
You should have seen her with her head held high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the apple of his eye
Now what do pretty girls do?
Collecting all the records and the posters
Of the people that she knew
And they knew
That she'd get older just like everybody else
She never thought she'd have to take care of herself
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He said Baby don't go
So she sat down again
And they said they'd be friends
Her mother said
She'd told her so
She'd made her own bed
Now she'd have to lie in it
And the time goes
Summertime slow
And the world stops turning
And they're dancing in limbo, limbo, limbo
Took my pills today
But I don't feel better
In a funny sort of way
When it's too hot for anything
It's too hot to sleep
Your mind runs down to where
The river runs deep
And the time goes
Summertime slow
And the world stops turning
And you're dancing in limbo, limbo, limbo
His dream, peaches and cream
A cheesecake Betty from the celluloid screen
So close he holds out a hand
But she sleeps like a woman
And he wakes like a man
And the time goes
Summertime slow
And the world stops turning
And they're dancing in limbo, limbo, limbo
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I want to tell you something
It's not a secret or anything
You're not alone in being alone
At the end of a perfect day
And if you leave all your dependants
Then they will gain their independance
Don't make a martyr of yourself
It's just the end of a perfect day
And it's never how it seems
The rain may fall on the best laid schemes
But in a written testimonial I'd say
I never really knew you anyway
I want to tell you something
Now don't go crazy or anything
Just want to tell you that it's over
It's the end of a perfect day
Do you want sign language
Don't want a knuckle sandwich
Now you can love or you can hate it's just
The end of a perfect day
You can't get inside someone
So don't ask me if we're close
I really couldn't tell you
But I know you wouldn't really listen anyway
It's a pain you've got to bear
And it's always going to be there
But if you disappeared tomorrow
Then the world would carry on without you anyway
Mind over matter it seems
Can stop you falling apart at the seems
It's a matter of honour with me
I should write out a hundred times
Put my hand on my heart and say
That I don't want to lie
Don't wanna lie
Don't wanna lie
About the way it is
I want to tell you something
Don't act surprised now or anything
Now you can revel in yourself, 'cos
It's the end of a perfect day
No, it's not a pretty world out there
With people dying of their own despair
But in a written testimonial you'd say
You never really knew them anyway
I'll never satisfy you
I'll never even try to
I really couldn't tell, it just depends what you remember
At the end of a perfect day
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Will you start my dreams
Or will you end my schemes
Or will you let me go down, so low
You and me baby, well we got no friends
Except for you and me, baby
This is journey's end
And I try to hang on to all those precious smiles
But I'm tired of walking and it must be miles
Every time I took your hand
I felt so moved
Did you feel it too
You and me baby, well we got no friends
Except for you and me, baby
This is journey's end
And I try to hang on to those precious words
But they don't come easy
No I know they hurt
You and me baby, well we'll help each other
And I'll be your sister if you'll be my brother and
We won't be parted
And we will be friends
'Cos it's you and me baby and
It's journey's end
Every time I took your hand
I had a first class ticket
To the promised land
Rosebud, oh Rosebud
He turned to me and wept
A vaguely coded message
I could never intercept
You and me baby, well we got no friends
Except for you and me baby
This is journey's end
You and me, baby, well we'll help each other
And I'll be your sister
If you'll be my brother
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(Morrissey/Marr)
If you're wondering why
All the love that you long for eludes you
And people are rude and cruel to you
I'll tell you why
I'll tell you why
I'll tell you why
I'll tell you why
But you wouldn't believe me
You just haven't earned it yet baby
You just haven't earned it son
You just haven't earned it yet baby
You must suffer and cry for a longer time
You just haven't earned it yet baby
And I'm telling you now
If you're wondering why
When all I wanted from life was to be famous
I have tried for so long it's all gone wrong
I'll tell you why
I'll tell you why
I'll tell you why
Today I am remembering the time
When they pulled me back and held me down
And looked me in the eyes and said
You just haven't earned it yet baby
You just haven't earned it son
You just haven't earned it yet baby
You must stay on your own for slightly longer
You just haven't earned it yet baby
And I'm telling you now
You just haven't earned it yet baby
You just haven't earned it son
You just haven't earned it yet baby
You must suffer and cry for a longer time
Suffer and cry
You must suffer and cry for slightly longer
Suffer and cry
You must suffer and cry for a longer time
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(Kirsty MacColl)
Chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas
Dans le parking tous les amoureux
Ecoutez bien dans la foret de mimosas
L'air deborde de cris de coeur
Elle ne pensait pas quand ils sont rencontres
Qu'elle commencait la une danse tres dangereuse
Elle a cru qu'ca s'rait bon pour un coeur sensible
D'avoir un reve un amour pas facile
Il a concocte tout seul son idee
Elle est la plus belle qu'il connait
Mail il redoute que les mains etrangeres
Touchent la femme qu'il a decidee sienne
Et chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas
Il l'attend avec une tete explosive
Elle va bientot dans la foret de mimosas
Une fete tragique attend la femme naive
Elle n'adore sa famille que trop
Elle n'est pas devouee comme il le voudrait
Et chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas
Il arrive avec le coeur desespere
Il a attendu son mari chez lui
Mais il n'est jamais revenu
Alors il a pris la route pour le rendez-vous
Il faut qu'il tue quelqu'un, il a pris sa vie
Dans la foret de mimosas
Et les enfants demandent quand est-ce qu'elle revient
Encore novices des films noirs et des passions d'hommes
Maman a disparu, ils ne savent pas ou
Mais elle demeure maintenant dessous
Pour toujours, dans la foret de mimosas
Plus d'aventure, rien n's'y passera
Tout est tranquille dans la foret de mimosas
Mistral est parti mais sa vie s'arrete la
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(Anna McGarrigle/Philip Tatartcheff)
Moi, j'me promène sur Ste-Cath'rine
J'profite d'la chaleur du métro
J'ne regarde pas dans les vitrines
Quand il fait trente en d'ssous d'zéro
Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques
Je ne me sens pas intrépide
Quand il fait fret j'fais pas du ski
J'ai pas d'motel aux Laurentides
Le samedi c'est l'soir du hockey
Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques
Faut pas croîre que j'suis une imbécile
Parce que j'chauffe pas une convertible
La gloire c'est pas mal inutile
Au prix du gaz c'est trop pénible
Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques
On est tous frères pis ça s'adonne
On a toujours eu du bon temps
Parce qu'on reste sur la Terre des hommes
Même les femmes et les enfants
Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques
Croyez pas qu'on n'est pas chrétiens
Le dimance on promène son chien
La la la la la la la la la
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