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05.10.2009 |
1. | AAA |
2. | Public Service Broadcast |
3. | On the Bus |
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6. | Under a Cloud |
7. | Cooldown |
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9. | Listen |
10. | Little Johnny Went to Parliament |
11. | Knock Me Down |
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Wooohoooo woooooo
They say money talks
But it never answers me, no
Here’s my calls
Never a penny spared to
Buy all my thoughts
All the reaching reasons
They are never bought
Just like the seasons
Can’t be caught
So I say
Drop behind for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire wooohooooo woooooo
We had a dream,
You woke up screaming
And you’ve led to scene
Yeah you were leaving for your
That’s just a cream
I guess you don’t believe in dreams not like me
And I won’t let you chase my dreams away
So I say
Drop behind for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire wooohooooo woooooo
Drop behind for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire wooohooooo woooooo
You’ve got there’s space and time
You’ve got a call in the after laugh
Come on shake your wings like a butterfly
You’ve got the money for the parking fine
I know I don’t. Won’t you give me a loan?
Won’t you leave me alone?
Coz I just want to have a good time
Throw the past into the night
So I say to you
Wooohooo wooooo
Drop behind for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire wooohooooo woooooo
Drop behind for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire wooohooooo woooooo
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out on the tarmac
there stands scout Jack
megaphone and anorak
shoutin' out, listen now
"Choose Christianity, don't choose vanity"
he lost sanity long time ago
comin' out a top shop
girl with a mop top
cheeky little hoochie
bah yoochie blubba
round in the backdoor
crack whore
Moses slacked for a reason
I'll tell you once more
hey daddy beater
treat her meaner
never made it keener
man, you should've seen her
now in the forecast
she's got a ???
she better run fast
she'll die young lass
all the sinners and the winners
sittin' down for dinner
all the salaries are fat
the mistresses are thinner
all these cats have their kittens on celery
and all these twats have their mittens on the treasury
my mom always said to me
you gotta do the right thing
do the right thing
or they'll hunt you down
karma's always quicker than a cloud
outside the school gates
that's where your mom waits
burger and chips played up
cause she never ate
healthy little bite-sized
??? ???
??? ??? ??? stolen appetite
hey Jamie Oliver
??? ??? ??? ???
kids ain't got a chance
still kid entranced
set up computers
tried to ??? us
baked ??? this is fat
this is fruitless
all the sinners and the winners
sittin' down for dinner
all the salaries are fat
the mistresses are thinner
all these cats have their kittens on celery
and all these twats have their mittens on the treasury
my mom always said to me
you gotta do the right thing
do the right thing
or they'll hunt you down
karma's always quicker than a cloud
my mom always said to me
you gotta do the right thing
do the right thing
or they'll hunt you down
karma's always quicker than a cloud
karma's always quicker than a cloud
out on the tarmac
there stands scout Jack
megaphone and anorak
shoutin' out, listen now
"Why be a sinner when you can be a winner?"
the man's got a point yeah
will we be forgiven?
all the sinners and the winners
sittin' down for dinner
all the salaries are fat
the mistresses are thinner
all these cats have their kittens on celery
and all these twats have their mittens on the treasury
(the beating of life)
my mom always said to me
you gotta do the right thing
do the right thing
or they'll hunt you down
karma's always quicker than a cloud
my mom always said to me
you gotta do the right thing
do the right thing
or they'll hunt you down
karma's always quicker than a cloud
karma's always quicker than a cloud
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Well it seems like everyday I'm counting down to Friday night,
There's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, never feel right,
I do believe that you agree
I feel the rhythm of the river liver,
Flooding my heart and soul,
Taking me over, wish I was sober,
I start to lose control
And then, she says, to me, just don't get drunk tonight
Please
But I drink alcohol, 'cause I'm bored of being rational,
Yes I drink alcohol, but I know I might regret it,
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning
When I woke this morning man, my head was in a thiz,
I couldn't understand just what my girl was ...,
And then she said,
Drinking with friends' a night to remember,
You've gone and forgot it all,
I don't recall the hole in the wall,
Being there the night before,
And then, she says, to me, just don't get drunk tonight
Please
But I drink alcohol, 'cause I'm bored of being rational,
Yes I drink alcohol, but I know I might regret it,
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning
All this time I never learnt,
All this time I never learnt,
She says, don't drink alcohol 'cause you turn into an animal,
But I drink alcohol 'cause I know I might regret it,
If I don't get drunk again this evening
I drink alcohol 'cause I like being an animal,
I don't care if I'm rational but I know I might regret it,
When it all comes up tomorrow morning
But I drink alcohol, 'cause I'm bored of being rational,
Yes I drink alcohol, but I know I might regret it,
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning
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Little Johnny Went to Parliament |
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