Song Lyrics

Marlene

Marlene walks down the street, as cars pass by for food to eat, we’re so happy on the strip, vodka bottles make us trip, dancing male frends out on the floor paying with our money till we are poor MARLENE yr Rock and Roll MARLENE YOUR ROCK AND ROLL. MARLENE. Marlenes friends wear baseball caps New York star out on the attack 5 million tons of jewelry adds up to hours of tomfoolery, my best mate knows a thing or two he keeps an allotment in his room:

ROCK and ROLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Circle:\Line

Well hello my darling it's so good to see you here travelling round our glorious land, there's friends and places everywhere Ill get a job and I'll get a plan I'll take the car and I'll take the train. Head to the capital from the Northern Hills. Going to London town via the district line, to the circle line. Round and round the underground Round and round the circle line Its one big metaphor for my working day Run away to the other side its getting dark its time to hide Routine dictates it's another day tomorrow Anyway my circle line repeats it's wholly self Get up and go out and sleep again Get up and go out and sleep again Get up and go out and sleep again Go round and round my circle line Go round and round my day routine Get up and go out and sleep again Get up and go out and sleep again Get up and go out and sleep again Get up and go to work and get back and sleep again

Films are better than books

Walking underground, Hit by a sound, Guess what I found, Out walking one day Films are better than books Just take a look Easy on the mind I Don't have to think or Don't have to act Knowledge is power Power is work Sofa is submission Submission is good Spirit bar is easy, Films on TV Love the celebrity Vote them off vote them off Go to sleep go to sleep. Now I sit in living rooms DVD is always on Pop food in microwave Sit down with friendly Dave Saturday nights are all good Communication misunderstood Then one day it all went wrong Ever been out in a power cut? That stuffs no good for a TV slut Now I must find something else to do Reading things by candlelightKeeps me up all the night I started to think once again A life misled did something wrong Maybe I won't waste away Threw out my cacoon Decided to move to the moon

Renaissance man

I'm a renaissance man, I do what I can Don't hold me back cos no one can As sure as 1+2 I always know just what to do, Strike a light as fast as me Then flick it out for mystery Once a upon a time I lived my life, a waste of time I know I did so much wrong But that is why I write this song And now my life will go on and on. I'm a renaissance man I do suppose, Shiny clean from head to toes And I do what I can So now you won't start on me I fight back now can't you see Your blades and swords as strong as ice Burn away to my delight I Left home at 4 am Worked all day till half past ten Made my money I can see Had to work off the misery

Holiday in France

And I had blistered toes And I had very fuzzy ears I got off working For a holiday Now that work is out Now that cousin Pete is out Let's get together Its lovely weather Now we go travelling on our way to the sea Leave the scabby neighbourhood Far away behind Don't pick your toe nails dear what will you find? The photocopier is a memory in your distant mind Bill worked in a factory in the daily grind BBQ in the sun as the day gets dark Throw an apple over the fence at the kids in the park Searching for the meaning of dirt on the ceiling I can hear an angel cry far away as I Sit down in a field watching trains go by

Glasshouse

Ask me a question I shall reply Capture imagination Bad TV Leads to Social constipation Nation fragmentation Bad history Can't blame me Here's a lesson you'll never learn, Can't serve your jail term It was never your fault Just the way you were brought up Just the way you were brought up Like a lamb to the slaughter If you live in glasshouse don't go throw stones If you are lonely don't go back home The night is very young, keeping going strong And your friends are always there helping you alone We're heading on different Directions Can't get a bus Can't get a train Daylight robbery From the executive snobbery Acting in good faith Come get your cake

Agenda 21

I'm gonna say it right with a tear in my eye Don't smell too good cos it isn't right Cos all the things that you know they say Don't smell to good or the way they should You know you tried it on when you came to me Come rain or shine you'll always whine You'll always whine You'll always whine Ask all the questions the life is understood There's nothing wrong with the neighbourhood The village green is no more Several 1000 guitars burn on the floor The mass murderer he jumps out Cuts our throats and snuffs us out Run out of fuel on a Saturday night

Blood Generation

Blood generation, Stud Generation Calling me, When the sky is black Shops and buildings unpack, Hear the people calling you I Know Just what to do Street furniture all a glow, Appreciated and syncopated, Mesmerised and Paralysed.

The underachievers

Hey man did you used to Always come last Put growth hormones in a cup of tea Protein snacks and a TV, Listen to the wrong CD's Everybodies talking and everybodies walking, its completely up to me, And you feel alright and someones always fine, you've exercised the blues, Everyway you feel it and everyday you need it Its completely up to me, The entrance and bright lights selection of fine wines, way to sickening for me Hey girl can you sleep at night? The theme music and rubber tights A sweet London club with attitude, champagne cocktails and tapas food, Don ‘t allow punk kids or sporty shoes

Niceday to know you

Take a walk in the country, Its cold outside, See the Trees and the flowers, They smell nice, meet interesting people, Who talk too much, It's a lovely day a fabulous day Go outside get in my car drive to town Head is spinning with madness birds are singing with laughter, The sun shines though the trees in on my knees You and me why Can't you see, Living in the country I think that I know what to do, Living in the country Out on my bike, cycle to the woods, Falling off, got to get back on Head is spinning with madness birds are singing with laughter, The sun shines though the trees in on my knees

Coin-o-matic

What ever I need to, Whatever I bleed to, Think Im losing my way A trolley wheel, stuck in reverse The load so heavy it hurts Do you know the words To all of the verse Trying to find a way in life, Open up the doors in side, Onto the goddess that says, Don't you even know the Prize? I know I wouldn't want to Passing other shoppers Such a Vein record, Playing in the Background The glazier and the copper tomartoes in the corner, Robots loading bays Tell me if I please you Is everything, fine inside? Pick up some Pizza and chips, Load them up and we'll quit Through the automatic doors Drive outside as it pores It's a lovely day

The Magician

Said you were hit by a car on the road, An A-list celebrity or lying toad, Got a 1 st in literature, Creative speaking is your language, You're so great, broadcast it to the nation. I cant get enough of the clowns Coming out of the ground, Cant hear a word that you say, Doesn't matter anyway I'd rather have a rabbit than a hat, What do you think about that, The brain that gores insane Is just another brain Can you feel the shame The magician works 24 hours a day There you are on her knees, Smell of death as you lie in the breeze You're as reliable as a torn rope bridge, Would not trust the food in your fridge You're so great, broadcast it to the nation.

Helmore Street

Looks like it's the things you say Feels like they get in my way I know the laws of it, Feels like the bottom of the sink It's in all the things you do, It's in all the things you say Can you tell me why you really mean it? Why you really mean it? Now they don't know what to say Feels like they get in my way Looks like a lot of trouble Feels like the neighbourhoods mad. I am full of you I am fed up of you I am free of you Dogs barking the postman's not been Throw out the sink the streets are unclean

Fun Race

On the M 12 13 09,

I picked up a ride who said

“Nowadays you can buy your grades

By selling buckets and spades”

That’s education

Well I had nothing to do

So I entered my car for some fun

A race track in a field

I thought that would be ace

Fun race

I entered my car

In a race

I flew real far

To outer space

Lapped the planets

So kiss my face

Fun race

On the 10^th of July I wrote this song

With both hands on the wheel

Let’s jump out how will it feel?

Flashing lights and traffic lights

And out of town roundabouts

I took a cut through Greenstead,

But there was a flyover ahead.

I.D. card says speak my mind

They don’t like what I say

Friends are arrested,

Their DNA is tested

Blue Sky

I don’t know how I made it this far,

I’ve got a feeling now, its gonna get dark

If you open up your eyes

The futures full of nearby’s

I’m gonna make the best of my time,

As if I’ll stand in line

Gonna stand in line

Underneath the blue sky

Hey lets play

Underneath the blue sky

I’m a lost soldier, my regiments all gone,

I’ve got a feeling now, it’s gonna get dark

If I open my eyes

The futures full of their eyes

I’m gonna make my stage,

And have a rave

Oh-Oh!

Oh oh, I think I love you

Oh oh, I think I need you

But I shouldn’t do

Right now I’m on floor

Right now I’m out the door

But I shouldn’t be

I’m feeling fine

All of the time

Running through the lanes

Again and again

I got all the shakes

I got the breaks

Time after time

I got the morning line

Oh oh, I think I’ve lost it

Oh oh, I think I feel it

Oh oh, I think I need it

But I shouldn’t do

Sometimes I close my mind

Sometimes I fall behind

But I shouldn’t do

Will U.B?

Eyes, that shine inside

Pride, on a lonely mountain side

Rain, wet soaking pain

It’s such a shame

Will you be

My best friend?

Will you be

My best friend?

The prize, it alludes us all

Humour me, I’m such a fool

Lost it, in a hospice somewhere

Burn me up, I really don’t care

Will you be

My best friend?

Will you be

My best friend?

We could be like stones,

Stones to build our homes,

Homes to call our own

A home to call my own

Thorns, between my eyes

Laid down, a nasty surprise

And life, a brittle thing,

Sitting in a field, while the birds sing

Will you be

My best friend?

Will you be

My best friend?

We could be like stones,

Stones to build our homes,

Homes to call our own

A home to call my own

Everyday is a motorway

Probably a new place for me

Somewhere in the mountains

I will catch a ride on a bird so high

Until I can see where the ground is

Plastic fashion is the talk of the towns

The geezers in their dressing gowns

I’m on the road

My car and the load

If I was the mayor of the town

I’d burn the whole place down

The seasons have no reasons

And the smog is chocking us down

Plastic fashion is the talk of the towns

The slobs and the geezer in their dressing gowns

I’m on the road

My car and the load

Everyday is a motorway

Oh hey,

I just melt away

Now you see I live by the sea

With a wooden fountain

I could grow my hair and run off somewhere

A tidy place far from the place

Plastic fashion was the talk of the towns

The slobs and the geezer in their dressing gowns

I’m on the road

My car and the load

I am free and I am weak

Give it a bit more than a week

To forget old memories

I get my car and drive it hard

Plastic fashion was the talk of the towns

The slobs and the geezer in their dressing gowns

I’m on the road

My car and the load

Gromit got banned

And now the morning light, and now the suicides

Man confetti everywhere, people just stand and stare

And when the daylight comes, are we having fun?

People think its you my friend, communist speech tower land

A bird, on the wall

A newspaper stall

Gonna head for the wall

Gonna have to end it all

Gromit got banned

I took a walk to see it all, took a peek to see them all

Hey man I just don’t know, which way to go

My my you move so slow, Which which way to go?

Stasi walls have ears, to catch out all

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