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Staggering home, the headlights throw a shadow up and upon
Friends and loved-ones that have done no wrong,
But no longer mean anything to me.
Oh am I mumbling on, into a crystal glass that echoes a song?
The enticement invites you along a path of exterior colour.
But come the morning, shivering and contorting,
To border on the brink for just another sink - oh take me down,
For one more round.
Oh, involve me in libation, stick a rock in my foundation,
I pick all my relations, put me on probation - oh I'll take you down,
For one last round.
Oh, Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost,
Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings.
Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost,
Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings.
Now all I want to do is snuggle up to you.
A night-cap in the early morning dew.
LyricsLook, what have I become? Dispensing myself so far and from
But gazing out I waved the night boat on,
For now it's heaven in deepest Tottenham.
Oh, what have I done to deserve this fate? It's all going wrong
Even the cab fare has been and gone
And now I'm lagging in deepest Tottenham.
But come the morning, shivering and contorting,
To border on the brink for just another sink - oh take me down,
For one more round.
Yeah, Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost,
Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings.
Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost,
Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings.
Fight me, fight me, strike me down with lightning,
I've given in to fighting.
Now all I want to do is get up close to you.
A night-cap in the early morning dew.
Oh, Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost,
Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings.
Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost,
Giving her my utmost, spilling out my deepest feelings.
Lovestruck, I've fallen for a lamppost,
I'm giving it my utmost, I've fallen for a lamppost,
With my deepest feelings.
Now all I want to do is snuggle up to you.
A night-cap in the early morning dew.
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Johnny the horse was kicked to death
He died for entertainment
Would you believe he came out well
He had a bright inquiring mind
His family knew that he'd go far
If he applied his time
But he started out standing on corners
And talking out loud, too loud
You see he couldn't believe in himself or the world
Or anything he heard
It seems a million years ago
That he left his life behind
The moment came for him to go
He said goodbye to his wife and child
Started out walking he never looked back
There was too much pain
Between Glasgow and London
One hot summer he forgot his name
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember?
He started out standing on corners
And talking out loud, too loud
You see he couldn't believe in himself or the world
Or anything he heard
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Will you remember?
Will you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
He took his battered bones and his broken dreams
to Regents Park at sunset
Will you remember?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Will you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Will you remember?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Will you remember?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Johnny the horse was kicked to death
He died for entertainment
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I am the communicator
I said I am the communicator
And I go
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Unconditional love
Nothing but reconciliation
Standing room now only
For the Madness nation
Got to get a tickle on a ticket for the grand slam station
All aboard for the Madness nation
I said I am the communicator
I said I am the communicator
And I go
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya-ya
Let me tell you
How I feel
I feel I'm skared for life
I am the communicator
I said I am the communicator
And I go
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ya-ya-ya-ya
Yesterday was history
Tomorrow is a mystery
Today is a gift
That's why we call it the present
All aboard, aboard
Back of the big blue train relations
Standing room now only
For the Madness nation
I said I am the communicator
I said I am the communicator
C'mon, I am the communicator
Oh yeah, I am the communicator
Let me tell you
How I feel
I feel I'm scared for life
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Terry turns, he just cannot sleep
from the ceaseless noise out on the street
Its too hot, Its too late
Theres nothing he can do but wait
Terry says Im going nowhere fast
Nobody hears, theres no-one there
Julie wakes to find herself alone
Which comes as no suprise, no suprise
No suprise to be on her own
Its four in the morning,
why dont you call me
Im sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
Its four in the morning
Julie wakes to find herself alone
Which comes as no suprise, no suprise
No suprise to be on her own
LyricsIts four in the morning,
why dont you call me
Im sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
Its four in the morning
Waiting, Im so tired of waiting
Its four in the morning,
why dont you call me
Im sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
Its four in the morning
I know what you're thinking
you're alone now
Im sorry I hurt you
I still want you back
Its four in the morning,
why dont you call me
Im so tired of waiting
I still want you back
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I can read what's going through your mind,
I can see what you hide in your eyes,
yeas, I'm gonna put a spell on you,
Just to see exactly what you'll do
I'm a wizard
and there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
and my friend you'd best beware
there's magic everywhere
can you see the full moon in the sky?
time like water flows by till we die
every moment wasted leaves its mark
the setting sun leaves us standing in the dark
I'm a wizard
and there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
and my friend you'd best beware
I'm a wizard
and there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
and my friend you'd best beware
there's magic everywhere
One must forgive them noisy rushing fools
Who have no time for natures natural schools
They cannot see the life that's in their hands
Like ghosts they disappear across the land
I'm a wizard
And there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
And my friend you'd best beware
I'm a wizard
And there's magic in the air
I'm a capturer
And my friend you'd best beware
There's magic everywhere
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wizard
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We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class
We want Freddie for our leader
All stand and raise your champagne glass
Gentlemen and assassins and ladies of the night
I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding some light
I can't go into detail or finger unfounded fools
But there are some here amongst us that are not playing to the rules
I've rounded up the low-life and local CID
Offered a free massage or else the third degree
There is no simple solution in this life we lead
So make things easy for yourself to the baronage concede
We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class
We want Freddie for our leader
All stand and raise your champagne glass
Peace shall not prevail in Purley came the stark warning today
From his hospital bed Drip-Fed Fred vowed he was here to stay
"I'll tell you something for nothing", he claimed, "Never in all my days
Have I felt so intimidated by the cheap tactics on display"
Ahh-ah-ah-ah
Ahh-ah-ah-ah
We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class
We want Freddie for our leader
All stand and raise your champagne glass
And approaching the pulpit, the Right Honourable Reverend Greene
"We're gathered here this evening to pay our due respects
To Drip-Fed Fred who late last night fell out of his prison bed
We know the nonce behind it, who slipped the night PD - ooh
The word is out now without doubt you will answer to me"
Gentlemen and assassins and ladies of the night
I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding new light
There is a simple solution, one called honour amongst thieves
So we'll take pity on your souls and only cap your knees
Ahh-ah-ah-ah
Ahh-ah-ah-ah
Ahh-ah-ah-ah
Ahh-ah-ah-ah
We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class
We want Freddie for our leader
All stand and raise your champagne glass
We want Freddie for our leader
Freddie is a man of class
We want Freddie for our leader
All stand and raise your champagne glass...
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When you're going to the top and you have no time to stop
Then you have to travel light and you'd better go by night
Cause its not a pretty sight when you're going to the top
And you're never going to stop and you won't let nobody block
Your way to the top
And though bodies they may fall old friends up against the wall
Can't let feelings in the way as if you had some anyway
Some will have to move aside true intent you'll always hide
Wagging tongues may call you snide you may not know who's on your side
When you're going to the top
But you could let it go tonight
Watch it all fade out of sight
There's still some time to mend your ways
Don't you know its love that pays
Still you've heard it all before and I don't want to be a bore
So I'll just be on my way maybe we will meet one day
Probably won't have much to say if I see you passing by
Cause you're going much to high and you may well never stop
Cause you're going to the top
Maybe we will meet one day
Probably won't have much to say
So I'll just say toodle ooh and the best of luck to you
When I see you passing by when you're going much too high
When you're going to the top
When you're going to the toooooooop
When you're going to the toooooooop
But you could take my hand tonight
We'd let it all fade out of sight
There's still some time to mend your ways
Don't you know its love that pays
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Elysium
Elysium, is everyone chipping at your cordiality?
Elysium, you stand ice-bound to the windy casualty
Elysium, is everyone nagging at your reason to believe?
Elysium, you stare down from a mound with such hostility
You said to me now wipe you eyes
Relax your hand and come inside
Lift back your head and swallow your pride
Don't be ashamed in me confide
I've seen you pretend
The happy go lucky
Everything's funky
But in the end
Your manic obsession
Turns to depression
Elysium, is everyone chipping at your cordiality?
Elysium, you stand ice-bound to the windy casualty
Stand back and watch the bright spark fly
To catch a glimpse, don't blink an eye
The touch paper wrapped round your soul
Has been lit, let's go with the flow
Unwrap the gift-box {indecipherable}
{indecipherable} in your heart and torment in your soul
Eyeballs register overload
Time to wake up, time to break up
Get back in your box
Elysium, is everyone tugging at your idea to be free?
Elysium, to cry out, for you sensibility
Elysium, is everyone chipping at your cordiality?
Elysium, you stand ice-bound to the windy casualty
To the windy casualty
To the windy casualty...
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I knew you'd come back we always do
Like thieves returning to the scene of a crime
Did they tell you everything has changed just everything
Oh everything has changed just everything
Its not Saturday night Sunday morning
There was something else I meant to say
Its not Saturday night Sunday morning
There was so much more I meant to say to you
You know they still want to talk about you
But they don't want anything too real
So most of the conversation revolves around
Things that happened twenty years ago
They must have told you everything has changed everything
Oh everything must change everything
Its not Saturday night Sunday morning
There was so much more I could've said to you
Its not Saturday night Sunday morning
There was so much more I meant to say to you
Its not Saturday night Sunday morning
There was so much more I meant to say
Its not Saturday night Sunday morning
There was so much more I meant to say to you
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I know there's time,
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
For us,
I know there's time
If I didn't care,
Would it be the same?
If I didn't care,
Would I feel this way?
If this isn't love,
Then why do I thril?
And what makes my head go round and round,
While my heart stands still?
If I didn't care,
Would it be the same?
Would my every prair
Begin and end with just your name?
And could I be sure that this is love
Beyond compare?
Would all this be true
If I didn't care for you?
If I didn't care?
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
for us,
I know there's time
If I didn't care,
More than words can say,
If I didn't care,
Would I feel this way?
And if this isn't love,
Then why do I thrill?
And what makes my head go round and round,
While my heart stands still?
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
for us,
I know there's time
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
for us,
I know there's time
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
I know there's time,
for us,
I know there's time
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She'd gotten used to the idle life
Following the sun was her full-time occupation
A lesson to us all
Foot-loose for the education
Oh, but look at her now
Fox-trotting the globe
With her head in the clouds
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I haven't got no money
To keep this ship afloat
And I don't think that it's funny
It looks like sunk my boat
But she'll keep me dangling on and on and on...
Furs and pearls, I'm trapped in your pocket
Where six-foot toys stumble upon it
Your high-class ways
Have seen better days
But to me you'll always be
Uncomplicating, infatuating
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Royal Britannia
The Jet-Set dreams on and on
Into another sun-drenched scene where
Kings and queens and jesters preen
You know, you know
I haven't got no money
To keep this ship afloat
And I don't think that it's funny
It looks like sunk my boat
I haven't got no money
To keep this ship afloat
And I don't think that you're funny
It looks like sunk my boat
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