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Wrong Meds
03:05
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Princesses in palaces gaze out of magazine
Pictures of peachy skin on skyscraper screens
Everybody needs somebody feeding those machines
Everywhere you look, there'll be beggars going round with a tin
It used to get me down, but thanks to you I found, I been taking the wrong medicine
Feeling like America in fifty states of pain
Aspirin in Alaska, paracetamol in Maine
Got anything stronger, well I won't complain
People wearing purple say you're gonna have to take it on the chin
It used to get me down, but thanks to you I found, I been taking the wrong medicine
Lurasidone, Olanzapine, Methadone, Citalopram
Paroxetine, Quetiapine, Fluoxetine, Diazepam
Pethedine, Tizanidine, Sertraline, Temazepam
I don't even know which bottles I was keeping them in
It used to get me down, but thanks to you I found, I been taking the wrong medicine
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2. |
Duvet Day
02:54
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Looks like this could be a duvet day
The sun is up, no, where to go
The little clouds begin to grow
Soon will be the morning show
For your love I have this thirst
Feeling kind of unrehearsed
The sunrise won't go in reverse
Looks like this could be a duvet day
Duvet day, so they say, such a simple song to play
Here I lay, It's OK
Working on my resumé
Un deux trois, quatre cinq
Losing track of what I drank
Overdrawn at the bottle bank
Come here, baby, hold me tight
Tell me it will be all right
Don't you worry, 'bout tonight
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3. |
People Like You
02:19
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When the Quen's head is on the block
And they show the naked photos of Rupert Murdoch
And the President comes out in his favourite frock
Will there still be people like you
When the secret papers get released/And the third world sits down to a feast
And when peace breaks out in the Middle East
Will there still be people like you
When there's freedom and justice and equality for all
And everybody loves what they do
As the enemies of democracy fall
And Cinderella goes to the ball
When the dodos fly back to the nest
And every sin has been confessed
And the sun starts rising in the west
Wwill there still be people like you
When the holy books make any sense
And the landlords say forget the rents
And singing songs makes a difference
Will there still be people like you
When there's no more mysteries to comprehend
And the book of revelations comes true
When the angels of the lord descend
And the world comes to a fiery end
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It Sure Looks Good To Me
03:05
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Missed my breakfast missed my lunch, I needed something good to munch
Thought I'd have a plate or two when I got back
I went to the refrigerator, hungry as an alligator, tryna find an appetising snack
Imagine my despair, when I found nothing but fresh air, except a pack of instant chicken noodle soup
the best before was meant to be some time in the last century, I must have bought it at the Woolworths group
It sure looks good to me, it sure looks good to me; if you take the trouble to acquire the taste
Never mind the sell by date
Baby say it's not too late
What a shame to let our loving go to waste
My baby left me yesterday, she likes to cook a different way, I didn't hear her say what it was all about
Took the crackers, took the cheese, the chips the beans the frozen peas, seems she thinks that I deserve to go without
But if it's not humongous, a little bit of fungus doesn't send all of the hummus to the heap
If that can's a golden oldie, and it's looking kind of mouldy well at least you know how long it oughta keep
It sure looks good to me, it sure looks good to me, so before you throw it all away in haste
Never mind, etc.
Well it's happened to us all before, you pull that handle on the door, as if the fridge is magically stuffed/But if your hungry belly's rumbling, I can tell you that it's humbling when your appetite is tragically rebuffed
It sure looks good to me, it sure looks good to me, why would you think it has to be replaced?
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5. |
Dance With Me Now
03:36
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Write it all down in a secret book
Somewhere only the spooks would look
Playtime is coming to an end
Carry those pictures around in your head
The last thing you see when you go to bed
Say good/night to your facebook friend
Dance with me now, dance with me now
It's not like anybody has to show you how
It'll all be different when we make that vow
I won't have to plead, you're the one I need
That's why you should dance with me now
Even if you think that the case is closed
It never happened how you supposed
Someday that curtain will ascend
Shall I keep on trying to be Mister Nice
Send you season's greetings once or twice
It's the thought, not the money that you spend
Suddenly find yourself back in the game
Wondering whether your postcard came
Was that the one you meant to send
Hoping you don't the same again
Five or six'll get you nine or ten
People do what they don't intend
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Church bells will be clanging/Some guitar will be twanging/The door will be banging and the question wil be hanging
The roof will be leaking, the floor will be creaking
Everybody's feelings running high
Your hands they'll be shaking, your heart will be breaking but your
Tears will all be dry
The time will be flying, next doors' baby cryin
The daylight dying and the snowflakes lying
The Candy will be churning and the dinner will be burning
But you'll have bigger fish to fry
You'll know what you're facing and your heart will be racing
But your tears will all be dry
You'd think you would be weeping but your skin will be creeping
The only thing worth keeping are the clothes that you sleep in
The Martians are attacking, but you'll have to finish packing, you'll look everywhere but in his eye
Your eyes will be pleading, and your heart will be bleeding
But your tears will all be dry
You look down at your hand and you try to understand
Why you get this ticking sound when there is no clock around
Drops of blood are what you hear, each one falling like a tear, when all you meant to do was say goodbye
You'll say that you cried as you laid that knife aside
But your tears will all be dry; your tears your tears will all be dry
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7. |
Little Miss Moneybags
02:43
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Gotta be a step in the right direction if it's less time getting wasted
Stick it in the spring collection if it ever gets cut and pasted
One false move it'll smash to smithereens so break it to me gently
I better be wearing some clean jeans when you run me down in your Bentley
Little Miss Moneybags doesn't look at the price tags
Little Miss Moneybags gets in all the glossy mags
One foot on the welcome mat, one foot in the gravy
One day in the space force, next day in the navy
Let's go see your racehorse, we could book ourselves a taxi
I bet there'll be a shortcut, I'll just take a backseat
Little Miss Moneybags loves you when your tail wags
Little Miss Moneybags even if her bed sags
Your country house this morning, it was looking very stately
Stick me in the servants quarters, haven't booked in lately
Ask your daddy nicely and he might buy you a chateau
Go out on your birthday eating gateau on your bateau
Little Miss Moneybags has a hundred handbags
Little Miss Moneybags rips up her red tags
Little Miss Moneybags waves all the right flags
Little Miss Moneybags wears her finest rags
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I don't mean to sound ungrateful
I don't mean to be unfair
When you found me on your doorstep
You might have left me there
It's taking so long to make the circle square
But here I am keeping out of your hair
I would love to see you try
The same dirty trick; on a different guy
They all see themselves as the fortunate son
But that's the kind of luck I wouldn't wish, on anyone
The way I like to see it Is that's how it has to be
Nobody's to blame which means it's all down to me
Think of all the places
That we might have got to see
But here I am handing back your key
I would love to see you try
The same dirty trick; on a different guy
Chances are slim, maybe narrow or none
That's the kind of luck I wouldn't wish on anyone
All you have to do/Is to find a place to go
But there's no application tells a friend from a foe
How hard could it be In a city you don't know
But here I am falling down in the snow
I would love to see you try
The same dirty trick on a different guy
He'd say thanks for good times, thanks for all the fun, but that's the kind of luck I wouldn't wish on anyone
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9. |
Suze Blues
02:21
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They come into my house when I'm not there
They come into my house, I'm so scared
They come into my house they touch my stuff
They come into my house I'm not safe enough
They're banging on the ceiling, as if you couldn't tell
They're calling up the landlord, and the feds as well
They're twitching at the curtains, cameras at their eyes
They come into my house and the camera never lies
They come into my house when I go out
They come into my house I have no doubt
They come into my house, when I'm not here
They come into my house they have no fear,
Listen for the silent voices at the door
They have a secret meeting, there's no invitation for
The death of me is what they're trying to achieve
They come into my house I can't get them to leave
They come into my house, 40,000 strong
They come into my house where they don't belong
They come into my house, if you want proof
They're hiding in the floor, they're hiding on the roof
Go away you ghosts, of anger and of pain
Leave my house today and don't come back again
Don't come into my house, it's mine alone
Don't come into my house, go back to your own
People come into my house
People come into my house
People come into my house
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10. |
Jessica
02:47
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Jessica oh Jessica well how was your day?
How many people came in the café?
Was there anybody that you never saw before
Was there anybody won't go back there any more?
Was there anybody that reminded you of me?
How many wicked, wicked people can there be?
Jessica, oh Jessica well how did it go?
I'm not making conversation, I really want to know
Jessica, oh Jessica, how much did you take?
Did you get a bonus, did you even get a break?
Jessica, oh Jessica how much do you need?
Wouldn't you feel better with a book to read?
The terminal's a transit camp, the traffic was a dog
I couldn't find the switch coming out of the fog
I tried to send a message, I thought we'd call a truce
But wouldn't you just know it now, my phone was out of juice
Dreaming of what could have been, instead of what will be
I'll see you in my dreams, I'll taste you in my tea
Now the party's over and the presents must be packed
The tables must be folded that President was sacked
All tyrants must be overthrown, the people must be free
How many wicked, wicked people can there be?
Jessica oh Jessica well how was your day?
How many people came in the café?
Was there anybody that reminded you of me?
How many wicked, wicked people can there be?
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11. |
I Just Can't Wait
02:43
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Maybe if we get down on our knees and we pray
They'll throw us a party for our going away
That's a day we're gonna have something to celebrate
We'll be back together, and I just can't wait
Maybe they will hold it in our favourite bar
That's the one where everybody knows who you are
Well probably be begging them to put it on the slate
We'll be back together, and I just can't wait
One day it will dawn on you before too long
Coming to your mind like a half-forgotten song
Telling you something like it's never too late
We'll be back together, and I just can't wait...
Write it on a precious stone and break it in two
Then we'll see if any of this turns out to be true
There will come a time that we start to get it straight
We'll be back together, and I just can't wait
And I just can't wait, and I just can't wait
We'll be back together, and I just can't wait
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12. |
Closer To Ruin
03:23
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The first pub I went-in-that-sold me a jar
Was the King Lud in Fleet Street that's now a snack bar
The Coach and the Eight met a similar fate
It closed shortly after going all, la-di-da
Many's the lunchhour that stretched into four
At the Stapleton Arms which is standing no more
The Golden Fleece is now resting in peace
And the Three Crowns went down like the Mermaid next door
I'd get 'em in if I could but I know what I'm doing
Every beer that I buy
Brings a tear to my eye
And another good boozer's that little bit closer to ruin
I'd quite often call at The Hole in the Wall
If you look for it now you won't find it at all
There's nothing else in the place of the Nelson
And a car park marks the old Hamilton Hall
People still tell of the times at The Bell
Which is where we all went when the Royal Oak fell
We'd have gone to the Castle but the landlord was a rascal
So I wasn't too sorry when that closed as well
Well I wouldn't blame you, it's a reasonable thought
That my pockets are deep but my arms are too short
It's not that I'm tight, I'm just doing what's right
Coz I've seen what'll happens to pubs I support
Now there's only one place in the whole of the town
That property developers didn't pull down
So one of these afternoons In JD Wetherspoon's
I'm gonna think about buying a round
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The Sachets Of Relish Glasgow, UK
The Sachets Of Relish started as a box of abandoned toys which was dumped in a landfill site contaminated with Uranium 235 from leaky nuclear submarines at Faslane
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