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Ain't this sweet?, she digs on me,
I am exactly where I wanted to be,
I'm gonna kiss myself till I can't see,
'Cause I know,
DJ spins electric beat,
I'm gonna shake my ass and move my feet,
And when I think about it, it fits so neat,
'Cause I know, yeah I know,
Hey, I could'a been someone else,
Yeah, I could'a been someone else,
Hey, I could'a been someone else,
Yeah, I could'a been someone else,
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth,
Yeah, yeah,
What if I had played football?,
Or if I hadn't returned that first phonecall?,
Or if I ain't been born U.K. at all,
Yeah what then,
But I won't think too much tonight,
Because it all panned out in a way I like,
And yeah, I got my faults but it's alright,
'Cause I know, yes I know,
Hey, I could'a been someone else,
Yeah, I could'a been someone else,
Hey, I could'a been someone else,
Yeah, I could'a been someone else,
Hey, I could'a been someone else,
Yeah, I could'a been someone else,
Hey, I could'a been someone else,
Oh yeah, I could'a been someone else,
Someone else,
(Guitar Solo)
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth,
Yeah, yeah, (It's just a kick in the mouth)
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth, (YEAH, YEAH, IT'S JUST A KICK IN THE MOUTH)
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth, (YEAH, YEAH, IT'S JUST A KICK IN THE MOUTH)
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth, (YEAH, YEAH, IT'S JUST A KICK IN THE MOUTH)
Yeah, yeah, it's just a kick in the mouth, (YEAH, YEAH, IT'S JUST A KICK IN THE MOUTH)
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These wars of words are pointless
Nothing gets accomplished, no
To see you bent and broken
You'd think I'd like it
But I don't
It disgusts me
That I can be
So petty and so weak
Yeah, You're sorry
Everyones always so sorry
Yeah,
And I thought I heard you say
"To lose is not ok, win is the only way"
Guess what I did with my day
Well, I failed
Despite my reservations
I think it's time that we met, we met
And all these complications
Yeah they make me something i'm not
(This is a war)
You're kitten as a cat
I know where it's at
Yeah this is where it's at
Yeah,
Yeah you're sorry
Everyone is always so sorry
Yeah
And I thought saw you stray
But I love you anyway
And I'd like us to be forever
That's what I tried to say
But it got stuck in my throat
And words are missing
Words are missing
Words are missing
Words are missing
Stuck in my throat
Now that I know it could only be you
I try to speak out
But the words are missing
Words are missing
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What you say?, Skies are grey?, Had a bad day?,
Well, hip hooray, I've had a bad one too,
I've missed the trains, been to pains, blown my brains and,
I don't want to hear it all again from you,
So...,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Tell nobody else,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Tell nobody else, no,
So you know someone who doesn't like me?,
They told you that they really hate my guts?
I don't need you as a middle-man, they can tell me themselves,
That is, if they have the nuts,
And as for bad things you knew were gonna happen,
That retrospective bullshit's got to go,
Don't looks so smug - makes you ugly in this light, and no,
I don't wanna know, and especially no "I told you so",
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Tell nobody else,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Tell nobody else,
Shut up,
Just shut up,
Just shut up,
Just shut your face,
Well, go,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Tell nobody else,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Keep it to yourself,
Tell nobody else, no,
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Yeah, go,
Well...,
Sometimes I get this,
Lump in my throat,
When I remember,
These things I wrote,
The strangest feeling,
I've ever had,
Starts off as angry,
Ends up as sad,
Yeah,
When I'm awake and when I dream,
And all the places in between,
Where I go and where I've been,
I will take this ghost with me,
Well, I guess I loved her,
You,
Go,
So much for feeling,
Like broken bones,
I wish I'd left it all alone,
So much for healing,
Eventually,
I'm just as damaged as I'll ever be,
Well...,
Yeah,
Now,
When I'm awake and when I dream,
And all the places in between,
Where I go and where I've been,
I will take this ghost with me,
Well I guess I loved her,
No,
She took my...she took my shoes off... when I fell asleep,
She combed my hair and brushed my... teeth,
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her, (I must have loved her)
I guess I loved her,
But I still made her cry,
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It's over, I can't turn it off
That promise you broke
You called me forever just one word
And I hope you choke on it
Don't cry if you don't mean every tear
Your pain is so fake
Emotionally bruised and battered up
You thought I would break, well
My falling vision obscured
This thing is definatley cured
My fear of falling
That fear of falling
Here's one in the eye for love
Here's one in the eye for you and love
Here's one in the eye for love
This is a shot in the arm for you and love
Love
You said "could we be the best?"
And I said "Alright"
I'm sick of always being mature
You started the fight - It's all your fault
I'm still alive, number fucking five
I'm still alive, number fucking five
I'm still alive, number fucking five
Number fucking five
Number fucking five!
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And so we start at the back
Just like we always do
I don't know where to begin
So yeah I made a mistake
And you should give me a break
But you keep rubbing it in
If I'm a dead man, who is the bad guy?
Who is the love bite, who is the black eye?
And when I hold you, you throw a hissy-fit
It is a pox and I don't want to hear about it
Pin your hopes on me
Pin your dreams on me
Pin your hopes and dreams on me
Hang it on your star
So don't be believe this is it
I can't believe this it
I can't believe it's the end
Here's what I wanted to say
With nothing in my way
Except for you and your friend
What have I told you?
She is a rigid whore
A piece of street trash
And not a bit more
It is alive now
This thing inside of me
It has been fed on your insecurity
The blind are leading the stupid
And when I told you I knew why
For what it's worth
I was lying
So if you can't hear me
It's cos i'm breaking up...
Rip. Scar. I Spit on your star
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At school the choices I made
Were rock and roll bands
And getting good grades.
But brains and wearing all black
To some of these guys
It's like a red flag.
The taste of anyone's fist
Is not a good vibe, or something I've missed.
I was intimidated, assaulted, and for what?
I hope they choke...
Shrugged off the shit in my youth
Like growing up pains or losing a tooth
But it's not a matter of age
They're everywhere
These people don't change
When I was in New York
A woman tried to start a fight with me
Because she thought I was Jewish
And somehow it felt wrong to tell her I wasn't
And I pray to God she chokes...
You're going home in a fucking ambulance...
I once saw a man
With blood on his face
From beating up black kids
And I could hardly breathe
Your race, your faith
Or just your clothes incite
They drink and they fight
It's not safe out tonight
Your race, your faith
Or just your clothes incite
They drink and they fight
So don't go out tonight, don't!
If your mum and dad
Hit you as a child
I feel sad for you
But that's no excuse for it
Who says it's okay
To behave in this way?
I can't help but feel it's us
For the sake of our own skin
We walk away, and it's like we all say
"That's alright, it's alright, it's alright..."
I wish I had the guts
To stand up for myself
And for the others as well
Against these fuckers
Choke...
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Oh... you're all alone,
Oh... I know it can feel like that,
Oh... and no one knows,
Oh... just how much you have to offer,
So here it is from me to you,
Nobody loves you like I do,
I'll say it twice because it's true,
Nobody loves you like I do,
And oh... you're talented,
And oh... but you're impatient aswell,
And oh... so quiet down,
'Cause oh... because no one listens when you're angry,
So quiet now, between us two,
Nobody loves you like I do,
A feeling that is just for you,
Nobody loves you like I do,
Like I do, like I do,
Nobody loves you like I do,
Like I do, like I do,
Nobody loves you like I do,
So don't give up, it's not the way,
And I know the things your Dad will say,
You're not getting any younger,
You're not learning anything,
But we never learn unless we're wrong,
And I've been waiting all along,
To congratulate your efforts,
You really showed them who you are,
And oh... you lost it out,
And oh... but you gave it all you had,
And oh... and in the end,
And oh... that is the best we can ever hope for,
So here it is, so don't be blue,
Nobody loves you like I do,
Something that is just for you,
Nobody loves you like I do,
Like I do, like I do,
Nobody loves you like I do,
Like I do, like I do,
Nobody loves you,
Nobody loves you like I do, (Nobody loves you)
Nobody loves you like I do,
Nobody loves you like I do, (Like I do)
Nobody loves you like I do,
Nobody loves you like I do, (Nobody loves you)
Nobody loves you like I do,
Nobody loves you like I do, (Like I do)
Nobody loves you like I do
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The rope round my neck
The streak in my hair
The spring in my step
From the socks that I wear
And when I play this song,
It's like I'm still there
And you don't know what it means to me
Cos I try my best to be the best that I can
I want so much to be everybody's friend
Well if it's supposed to hurt
It hasn't done yet
The best of the few
That haven't been met
And the simplest thing could remind me of that
That soft-spoken lie
I'll never forget
Sing!
I try my best to be the best that I can
I want so much to be everybody's friend
Oh yeah, I try my best to be the best that I can
I try so hard to be everybody's friend
And I try
Yes I try
I want so much to be
It's in my heart to be
I try so hard to be
It's in my heart
I try my best
I try my best
And no, I don't sleep
I never rest
My aching heart
Is emptiest
When I'm alone
The way that I think,
It seldom makes sense
The words don't come out
The way they were meant
So if I'm quiet
Please don't take offence
Cause you don't know what it means to me
No, you don't know what it means to me
No...
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I see the stars safe in your arms.
I dont want to be your enemy
And im screaming,
'Tell me its alright,
Tell me its all good,
Tell me im ok,
It doesnt matter'
And its just like cyndi said
'Until the end, there is no end'
Oh, damn it all!
Tell me its alright
Tell me its all good.
Tell me im ok.
It doesnt matter, anyway.
So dry off your eyes and smother me with the wet cloth.
Hold me because you have to.
(you have to) 'breathe'...
Tell me its alright.
Tell me its all good.
Tell me im ok.
It doesnt matter, anyway.
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You try my patience
I break your outer shell
It's inside, the sweetness
But you hide it so well
Hell Is For Heroes
They got another single out
My contemporaries
Top 40 smash - no doubt
In times of trouble
I am argumentative
And I know I'll suffer
For as long as I'm am
And at the first sign of an argument
The first sign of a fight...
I crack under pressure
And my head feels like it explodes
I won't get so angry
Just another one of my episodes
When I was younger
It seemed so obvious to me
With all my problems
War-like was how I had to be
But everything changes
And I find with least exception you
If everything changes
I guess that I do too
It's all lost now
So much has happened
And it's all a mess now
And all I've achieved
And to my shame
And to my discomfort
I (I have never) have never felt so relieved
That you will find me out
Yeah you will find me out
Yeah I'm ready!
At last I'm ready!
Yeah I'm ready!
Ready!
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So here's how it is,
I'm tired of being tired,
Bored of being bored,
(But I don't wanna be lonely)
She's looking at me,
And I cannot see,
A place we agree,
(But I don't wanna be lonely)
I don't make her laugh,
I don't make her smile,
I don't make her move,
(But I don't wanna be lonely)
And I'm mouthing these words,
I'm dying to say,
To someone I think I know,
"It's a joke got out of hand,
But I think I understand"
And it won't be long before I get the guts,
To risk loneliness and do these things I must,
To ignore my head and put all my trust in my heart,
'Cause I don't want this,
No, I don't want this, no, no,
Here's how it is,
You like the idea,
Of someone around,
('Cause you don't wanna be lonely)
It's not about you,
It's not about me,
It's not about us at all,
It's a story so old it's been told and re-told,
And if I want my freedom, I've got to be bold,
It's a shame and it's a crime,
I have wasted all this time,
'Cause I've known for months all the moves to make,
And goodbyes, they give me a belly ache,
So no "One last kiss for old times' sake"
'Cause I'm gone,
Yeah,
Thrown again,
Thrown again,
Thrown again, oh,
Yes, let's talk about all the things we have in common,
If these are mistakes then I would make them all again,
It's so unbelievable you actually exist,
Let's make this a memory of us, 'Cause we've got
Lights out, sound low,
I wanna know, how far can this go?,
Lights out, sound low,
I wanna know, how far can this go?,
Lights out, sound low,
I wanna know, how far can this go?,
Lights out, sound low,
I wanna know, how far can this go?,
'Cause we were born for tonight,
For this very moment,
We were born for tonight,
For these secrets stolen,
Lights out...
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Just a big bass line and drums
Got guitarists sucking their thumbs
For a bar or two that's how to do it
Press the keys it makes it swell
I don't pretend I can play very well
But I like what piano brings to it
Before the idea gives way
I press 'Record' and I press 'Play'
'Cos like a pain in my head
It won't let go
Like a beast in my bed
I can't say no
Like a crack in the windshield of my soul
It is agony, Agatha
Just a verse and a chorus now
In my brain, playing around and around
And around on a loop under my bonnet
Sometimes when I'm trying to write songs
I imagine I turn the radio on
And think about what I'd like to hear on it
Thumping drums and chords
That's what I'm all about
Add bass and keyboards
And you've got everyone rocking out! Yeah!
'Cos like a pain in my head
It won't let go
Like a beast in my bed
I can't say no
Like a stain on the carpet of my soul
It is agony, Agatha!
It is all you need, Agatha
It is agony...
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(Place your bets now)
Hello friend, looks like you made it,
Well, how does it feel?,
All the praise and the attention,
And you keep it all real, yeah,
And while we're at it, thanks for the mention,
You asshole Lenman,
Have another drink,
Take those boxing gloves off,
Tame that temper,
You get in such a bother,
You're like my mother,
Hope he don't forget who his friends are,
Seen him lately?,
And I knew him when he was nothing,
And I think he owes me,
Well yeah, we haven't talked in years,
And I'm oh so angry,
Have another drink,
Yeah, take those boxing gloves off,
Tame that temper,
You know you get in such a bother,
You're like my mother,
'Cause you're so pretty and I'm so stupid,
Yeah, you're so pretty and I'm so stupid,
Yeah, you're so pretty and I'm so stupid,
Yeah, you're so pretty and I'm so stupid,
Before all this madness,
I had a plan,
I dreamed I would buy us,
A plot of land,
Where you and me could rest our bones,
A place where we can both call home,
You and me could rest our bones,
A place where we can both call home,
You and me could rest our bones,
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones,
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones,
A place where we can both call home
You and me could rest our bones,
A place where we can both call home
You and me,
You and me,
You and me,
You and me,
You and me,
You and me
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So fire it is
To make our dark streets clean again
Like a 'reset' button on our lives
Like hands of God
Just dusting off the blackboard
And with all we've worked for gone
And all we cherished lost
We can start again
So play your violin
And breathe the sulphur in
Take it on the chin
As London sheds its skin
Play your violin
And try to hide your grin
As it burns away your sin
And London sheds its skin
"Where are your churches and libraries?
Where are your books and your memories?"
We burned it all
We burned it all...
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Oh, I am, I'm tired out,
By life, it drags me down,
And all, these thoughts, that I'm swimming in,
I feel like I could drown,
'Cause everything is moving too fast for me to see,
And these assholes try to make me something, I don't wanna be,
And the best news I can hear all day is for you to say to me,
Boy, it's alright,
It's alright, it's alright,
And boy, it's alright,
You'll be with me tonight,
Tonight...,
Tonight...,
Wait, don't move, you are beautiful,
I know that I'll always be,
And oh, your eyes, they are open now,
I've never felt more proud than when both of them are focussed on me,
But everything is moving too fast for me to see,
And these assholes, they try to make me something, I could never be,
And the best news I can hear all day is for you to say to me,
Say,
Boy, it's alright,
It's alright, it's alright,
And boy, it's alright,
You'll be with me tonight,
And boy, it's alright,
You're my life, you're my light,
Boy, it's alright,
I will dream of you tonight,
Tonight...,
Tonight...
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Piracy is piracy,
If you sail the seven seas or surf the net,
Record firms, they're making losses,
But they still spend it like they're making it,
It's fifty grand to make a fucking video,
And Sardy albums cost a fifth per track,
And so your favourite band,
They don't make that second album,
Dropped by their label 'cause they can't pay it back,
It killed them,
It killed them,
It killed them,
It killed them,
Well I got some news for you then my brother,
This is a buisness like any other,
You got your product, make money off it,
You count your losses against your profits,
And if you're thinking So? So?,
You don't know,
Underground, that's where we come from,
We don't wear no suits and we are not called The,
But chart success, that brings security,
You watch these brothers thinking Why not me?,
So show me where to sign,
And I'll write my name down in my own red blood,
Because there comes a time when you think a house might be nice,
And selling out don't mean a fuck, you see,
It kills me,
It kills me,
It kills me,
It kills me,
I can't stand..., (Stand... it...)
I can't stand..., (Stand... it...)
I can't stand..., (Stand... it...)
I can't stand... it..., (Stand... it...)
Well how's about you come down and I'll explain?,
Get yourself to London on the train,
Then I'll just send you home again,
Well how's about you come down and I'll explain?,
Get yourself to London on the train,
Then I'll just send you home again,
Well how's about you come down and I'll explain?,
Get yourself to London on the train,
Then I'll just send you home again,
Well how's about you come down and I'll explain?,
Lean a little bit closer, I'll make it plain,
You don't stand a fucking chance,
I'd like a job in which I'm able,
To put shoes on my feet, and food on my table,
Those nine-to-fivers, they look pretty stable,
But I get my wages from my record label,
And if you're thinking So? So? So?,
And if you're thinking So? So?,
You don't know enough about it,
Because this death is slow, (Because this death is slow)
Slow, slow, (Because this death is slow)
(Because this death is slow),
This thing will work itself out,
This thing will work itself out,
This thing will work itself out,
This thing will work it out,
Out, out, out,
'Guitarist and Songwriter',
That's what I thought I was,
I never had no dreams of being a waiter,
But these here Helmet rip-offs,
They don't but my lunch,
So I will get a real job in the office,
And I won't bother to make my music,
And I won't bother to sing my songs,
And I won't bother to get excited,
And I won't bother to get her off,
And I won't bother to make my music,
And I won't bother to sing my songs,
And I won't...,
And I won't...,
Sure... sure,
Sure... sure,
Sure... sure, (Sure... sure)
Sure..., (Sure...)
And I won't bother to make my music,
And I won't bother to sing my songs,
Sure... yeah sure,
Sure
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Well
This is, for my band
The ones who shared the struggle
The whining and the ?bitching?,
Sat on my sofa
My friends all went to college
I still live in my dad's house!
Thinking, about it
And though you may regret it
You said it 'cause you meant it
Always, together
A touch of cabin fever
We find out how we really feel
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
When I, was fifteen
I swear it looked so easy
You go out and you get paid
Cut to an LP
You slam it on the TV
And now its just another day down
And it's another month gone
God knows how many shows
Yeah we still keep moving on and on
But that's rock'n'roll I spose
Girl...
Girl...
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
My name is Freddy Kreuger
And I've got the elm street blues
I've got a hand like a knife rack
And I die in every film!
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I don't love
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