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(Say what you say)
(Say what you say)
When I last saw you
And you called, called my name out loud
If I'd of heard you, you know
I would of blown away those clouds
Blown away those clouds
Say what you say
To get you through another day
Hold out those arms
Until you get to where you are
(Say what you say)
You talk of leaving without
A thought of where to go
So your heart's bleeding again
You've got to let that river flow
(Anywhere it goes)
To anywhere it goes
(Everything you see)
Everything you see
(Until they let you be)
Until they let you be
(Till they let you be)
Say what you say
To get you through another day
Hold out those arms
Until you get to where you are
Find a place, that you're gonna feel
Everything about you is for real
Say what you say
To get you through another day
Hold out those arms
Until you get to where you are
Say what you say
(Say what you say)
Say what you say
(Say what you say)
(Say what you say)
Say what you say
(Say what you say)
(Say what you say)
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Lost in the Milky Way
Smile at the empty sky and wait for
The moment a million chances
They all collide
I'll be the guiding light
Swim to me through stars that
Shine down
And call to the sleeping world
As they fall to Earth
So heres your life (heres your life)
We'll find a way
We're sailing blind
We're certain, nothing's certain
I don't mind
I get the the feeling
you'll be fine
I still believe
That in this world
We've got to find the time
For the life of Riley
Form cradles and sleepless nights
You breathe in life forever
And stare at the world from
Deep under eiderdown
So here's your life (heres your life)
We'll find a way
We're sailing blind
We're certain, nothing's certain
I don't mind
I get the the feeling
you'll be fine
I still believe
That in this world
We've got to find the time
For the first time
I don't mind
I get the the feeling
you'll be fine
I still believe
That in this world
We've got to find the time
For the life of Riley
All this worlds is a crazy ride
Just take your seat and hold on tight
So here's your life (heres your life)
We'll find a way
We're sailing blind
We're certain, nothing's certain
I don't mind
I get the the feeling
you'll be fine
I still believe
That in this world
We've got to find the time
For the first time
I don't mind
I get the the feeling
you'll be fine
I still believe
That in this world
We've got to find the time
For the life of Riley.
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Your're lying again
You say you don't but then you do
I'm trying again
To build a wall around you're heart
Then break it through to you
You make it happen
You're chasing the moon
Reahcing out to touch the stars
But you land too soon
What will it take to make you see
The way things really are
You've got this far
So let it happen
You're lying again
Give it up and tell the truth
You can't stop the rain
It's gonna fall on every roof
I've got the proof
And only you can make it happen
Everything's blue now, oh lucky you
Oh lucky you
There's nothing to lose
So if it's really true
Oh lucky you
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You showed me how to do
Exactly what you do
How I fell in love with you
Oh, it's true
Oh, I love you
You showed me how to say
Exactly what you say
In that special way
Oh, it's true
You fell for me too
And when I tried it, I could see you fall
And I decided it's not a trip at all
You taught it to me too
Exactly what you do
And now you love me too
Oh, it's true
We're in love, we two
You showed me how you do
Exactly what you do
How I fell in love with you
You showed me how to say
Exactly what you say
In that special way
You taught it to me too
Exactly what you do
And now you love me too
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The world is full of fools, who never get it right
You don't know what to do, so you do anything you like.
(put your foot down and drive) Oh, your a silly thing
(put your foot down and drive) You're such a pretty thing
(put your foot down and drive) You're never gonna be like all those fools,
We're going out tonight.
Theres nothing to lose, you're gonna give it all a try.
Don't ever change. Don't ever change.
No, never change, never change.
You better say you're prayers, or whisper to the wise,
And thank you're lucky stars for coming out tonight.
(put your foot down and drive) Oh, you're a silly thing,
(put your foot down and driiiiive) Don't you ever change,
Don't ever change (ever change)
No never change, never change.
When people's eyes, all open wide, they're still too blind to see,
A change in style, for a while, is only make-believe.
(put your foot down and drive) Oh, you're a silly thing
(put your foot down and drive) You're such a pretty thing
(put your foot down and drive)
You're never satisfied, so look for something new
There's nothing to find, and nothing you can do.
Don't ever change, don't ever change
No never change, never change.
Oh, you fool, you've got me started
Oh, you fool, you've got me started
Oh, you fool, you've got me started
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The usual dreams, the usual schemes
Same lost feelings, same bad day dreams
Only unreal and delirious, out of breath and out of luck
Sometimes, when I wake up slowly
Paralysed by the fears within me
Waiting for today to happen
Waiting for a vague impression
Waiting for today to happen
Waiting here with nothing but disaster
Nailed tight in his bed forever
Turn out the lights tomorrow, whatever
I'm so hung over with sleep
All I want to do is dream and dream and dream
Just lie down and never leave
Put myself here at your knees
Sometimes, when I wake up slowly
Paralysed by the fears within me
Waiting for today to happen
Waiting for a vague impression
Waiting for today to happen
Waiting here with nothing but disaster
Nailed tight in his bed forever
Turn out the lights tomorrow, whatever
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Night time slows,
raindrops splash rainbows
perhaps someone you know,
could sparkle and shine
as daydreams slide to colour from shadow
picture the moonglow, that dazzles my eyes
and i love you...
just lying smiling in the dark,
shooting stars around my heart
dreams come bouncing in your head
pure and simple every time
now you're crying in your sleep,
i wish you'd never learnt to weep
don't sell the dreams you should be keeping
pure and simple every time
dream of sights, of sleigh rides in seasons
where feelings not reasons,
can make you decide
as leaves pur down, splash
autumn on gardens
as colder nights harden, their moonlit delights,
and i love you...
just lying smiling in the dark
shooting stars around your heart
dreams come bouncing in your head
pure and simple every time
now you're crying in your sleep,
i wish you'd never learnt to weep
don't sell the dreams you should be keeping,
pure and simple every time
look at me with starry eyes
push me up to starry skies
there's stardust in my head
pure and simple every time
frsh and deep as oceans new,
shiver at the sight of you
i'll sing a softer tune
pure and simple over you...
if lvoes the truth then look no lies
and let me swim around your eyes
i've found a place i'll never leave,
shut my mouth and just believe
love is the truth i realise
not a stream of pretty lies,
to use us up and waste our time...
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I don't care what songs you sing
or how you think of
all those pointless things
sweet nothings, what you bring
so fly away on sugar coated wings
i'm sinking deep, im going under
that sugar coated iceberg tastes so sweet
until you tumble, those sugar coated lies
all those tricky things you said
on angel wings they're flying
around my head,
you were cheap but i was sold
i should forget you but i wont be told
i'm sinking deep, im going under
that sugar coated iceberg tastes so sweet
until you tumble, those sugar coated lies
sweet and sour, as gold and coal
a sugar iceberg stole my soul
and hid it deep inside my heart,
threw it through me like a poison dart.
i'm sinking deep, i'm going under
that sugar coated iceberg tastes so sweet
until you tumble, those sugar coated lies
my little sweet sugar coated iceberg
you melt beneath my feet
you shook me up, but then i tumbled
those sugar coated lies.
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You know I can't stay at home
With all that time to kill
You know I can't sit still tonight
I've gotta make some noise
I'm jumping up and down
I've got to get out now
I wanna shout out loud
Oh you make me feel alright
It's like the tippermost, toppermost high
Oh it's you - you do
Crack up your face and give us a smile
Because tonight I just wanna go wild
I've got a million thought and when I've thought them all
I'll find a million more for tonight
And when I'm feeling sad
I know it's such a drag
And then I get so mad
And then I feel bad
Oh you make me feel alright
It's like the tippermost, toppermost high
Oh it's you - you do
Crack up your face and give us a smile
Cos it's you - you do
Ready or not
Here we go till we drop
Don't be square
Fix you're face and grow you're hair
Oh you make me feel alright
It's like the tippermost, toppermost high
Cos it's you, you, you
Ready or not
Here we go till we drop
Don't be square
Fix you're face and grow you're hair
Here, now, anywhere
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You can't ignore or hide away
Can't escape from the things that line our way
Take it, leave it, or break it
Anyway, you can't get back to yesterday
All I want, all I want to do
You better listen from now on
Stop what's going on, stop what's going wrong
You better listen from now on
Confidence, coincidence, call it a sin
It's just like people say
Tomorrow's here so open up you're eyes
Never hesitate
It makes me want to give you everything
Pick you up and take you home again
Hold you tight and think that now is then
All I want to do
All I want to do
Is make you listen from now on
Cardboard men are strong, but paper can be torn
Oh, you better listen from now on
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See the rivers filled with rain
I wish it could be blue again
Hazy petrol nights
Crimson sun on traffic lights
A perfect day a perfect night
Tell me all those perfect lies
And lie back in the garden till it's light
Streets get full up every up
With people buzzing round the lights
And waving at the taxis driving by
Now tomorrow's here today
And yesterday's todays just fade away
Watch the morning chase the night
Rolling home, it's getting light
Feeling sleepy, full of wine
Fall in bed, just in time
The perfect stare of perfect eyes
That kiss you as they tell you lies
And wonder where you're going, where've you been
In towers high with time to fill
Gardens on your window sill
In between the pavement and the sky
Tell me why all the words will never come out right
Fumbling blind, I've been driving through the danger signs
A perfect day a perfect night
Tell me all those perfect lies
And lie back in the garden till it's light
Perfect silence me and you
It's really me, I really do
Remember every moment magnified
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You've been away so long, what's wrong with us today
We're running out of funny things to say
Home, I'm almost glad you made it
I never thought we'd see the day.
What if now, after all
What if everything you've got made you want more
What if now, after all, you're still not sure.
Remember, when a thought could last forever and a day.
Let's get back to waking up that way
Love, I'm almost glad we've made it
I never thought we'd see the day
What if now, after all
What if everything you've got made you want more
What if now, after all, you're still not sure.
But before you slip, take a friendly tip
From a friendly face on a sinking ship
Don't ever doubt it, scream and shout it out.
What if I miss you
What if I need you
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I'm flying high on something beautiful and aimless,
it's got a name but I prefer to call it nameless.
It comes and goes leaves me on a bed of splinters,
feels like I'm living in a town closed down for winter.
The taste of Love,
the more you get, the more you want,
and all because,
the only reason is just because.
It all makes Sense,
when you're near
it all makes Sense.
I'm standing high on tiptoes looking over fences,
waiting for somebody like you to kiss me Senseless.
I've had a bellyfull of faces drawn in sadness,
I want to jump deep into tides of loving madness.
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Sometimes I feel really glad
Looking back at the fun we've had
But sometimes I want so much more
Than this tug of war
I'm longing for
Swinging scenes in magazines
They're just distant dreams now
Some say it feels really bad
When those vicious tongues, begin to wag
But somehow all those paper lies
Just anaesthetise the passers by
The faceless clowns that put me down
Don't bring me down
I'm lost inside this brain drain
Taking me over
Somehow, I get to play the fame game
Lost inside this brain drain
I used to long for
A call to action, a strange attraction
Somehow I'm not ready for
Feeling bored and wanting more
The radio plays like a uniform
And dips you brains in chloroform
They're so concerned
The spoken word
Seems so absurd
I'm lost inside this brain drain
Taking me over
Somehow, I get to play the fame game
Lost inside this brain drain
I used to long for
A call to action, a strange attraction
It's never the way it goes
Just in time, too late to know
I've realised
I'm lost inside
I'm mesmerised
I'm lost inside this brain drain
Taking me over
Somehow, I get to play the fame game
Lost inside this brain drain
I used to long for
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Oh you hope to fit, but you're fit to drop
So open up the window and jump into the blue
Things could be marvellous, things could be fabulous
Oh do you need a push, I'll push you off
Open up the window and jump into the blue
Things could be marvellous soon
Oh you hate to hit till you hit the top
Open up the window and jump into the blue
Things could be marvellous, things could be fabulous soon
Oh well these are the days and this is the life
There'll always be something on your mind
You'll never quite find
Won't you ever make your mind up
Now you'll never be sure if this is the time
If this is the moment, the end of the line
You'll never decide
You used to know but now you've forgotten
The submarine got stuck to the bottom
These are the days so wake up cos this is the time
And you know I'm right
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[spoken]
Alan Hansen: I think it's bad news for the English game
Trevor Brooking: We're not creative enough, and we're not positive enough
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
Jimmy Hill: We'll go on getting bad results, getting bad results, getting bad results, getting bad results
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
Everyone seems to know the score
They've seen it all before
They just know
They're so sure
That England's gonna
Throw it away
Gonna blow it away
But I know they can play
'Cos I remember
Three lions on the shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stoppped me dreaming
So many jokes, so many jeers
But all those oh-so-nears
Wear you down
Through the years
But I still see that
Tackle by Moore
And when Lineker scored
Bobby belting the ball
And Nobby dancing
Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
[spoken]
John Motson: England have done it in the last minute of extra time!
David Coleman: What a save! Gordon Banks!
Good old England, England that couldn't play football
England have got it in the bag
I know that was then
But it could be again
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
[spoken]
John Motson: England have done it
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
(It's coming home)
Three lions on a shirt (It's coming home)
(It's coming)
Jules Rimet still gleaming (Football's coming home)
(It's coming home)
Thirty years of hurt (It's coming home)
(It's coming)
Never stopped me dreaming (Football's coming home)
(It's coming home)
Three lions on a shirt (It's coming home)
(It's coming)
Jules Rimet still gleaming (Football's coming home)
(It's coming home)
Thirty years of hurt (It's coming home)
(It's coming)
Never stopped me dreaming (Football's coming home)
(It's coming home)
Three lions on a shirt (It's coming home)
(It's coming)
Jules Rimet still gleaming (Football's coming home)
(It's coming home)
Thirty years of hurt (It's coming home)
(It's coming)
Never stopped me dreaming (Football's coming home)
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