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Somebody cracked, somebody told
Somebody informed
It doesn’t matter which
The point is we have been compromised
So we need a new plan
‘Cause if they’re coming for me
Then they’re coming for you
‘Cause if they’re coming from me
Then they’re coming for you
Out on the low road – Joybreakers
We mashed seven of their skulls last night
They took twenty – ambush
Someone cracked, someone informed
We must resist
‘Cause if they’re coming for me...
I’ve got some more bullets
Let’s go and use them
Out there, we don’t know
Who is friend? Who is foe?
Sometimes I wonder what we’re fighting for
Sometimes I wonder what we’re fighting for
‘Cause if they’re coming for me...
Forget family, forget friends
We must assess everything like new
Only nothing’s new
Everything feels so old
‘Cause if they’re coming for me...
They came for the Jews
I stood by and watched
They came for the gays
I stood by and watched
They came for the blacks
I stood by and watched
They came for me
And everybody else
Stood by and watched
Coming for you
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2. |
floating goat on a boat
03:14
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This old man, he played one
She’s the one, fun, fun, fun
This old man, he played two
I wanna be like you
This old man he played three
Mandy, act naturally
This old man he played four
Knocking on heaven’s door
Get a boat, get a goat
Teach the goat how to float
Floating goat on a boat
Floating goat on a boat
Get a boat, get a goat
Teach the goat how to float
Floating goat on a boat
Floating goat on a boat
This old man, he played eight
It’s too late, paper late
This old man, he played nine
I feel fine, Frankenstein
Get a boat, get a goat...
This old man, he played ten
We won’t get fooled again
Not much left of this song
Giddy up a ding dong
Get a boat, get a goat...
Now we are at the end
Sing along with a friend
Floating goat on a boat
Floating goat on a boat
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3. |
swishy waltz
02:03
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4. |
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I will be there as you grow
Teach you things you need to know
I will always keep you safe and warm
I will dry your tiny tears
I will chase away your fears
I will shield you when there is a storm
But I have to tell you
There’s one thing can shake the world
God will let you make your own mistakes
One roll of his dice will change
The way a life unfurls
God will let you make your own mistakes
Teach you how to laugh and sing
Buy you a princess’s ring
Every day a beautiful surprise
Build a snowman in the snow
Orange carrot for a nose
With the blackest coal for his two eyes
You can kneel and you can pray
And you can count the cost
God will let you make your own mistakes
As he plays his jokes on you
To let you know who’s boss
God will let you make your own mistakes
I will take you to your school
Show you how to spot a fool
Teach you how to win without a fight
Bedtime story, every night
Snuggle down, turn out the light
Off to dreamland with your eyes shut tight
One thing is for certain
One thing that’s not right
God will let you make your own mistakes
All the plans and dreams you have
Can vanish in the night
God will let you make your own mistakes
God will let you make your own mistakes...
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5. |
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6. |
bubblepicking
03:07
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7. |
the ceiling’s gone
04:24
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The ceiling’s gone and the rain comes in
And we got no food, and we’re getting thin
And the ceiling’s gone, oh, away it flew
And I bet you’re wondering
What we’re going to do
Well, I must confess
That we are wondering too
When the ceiling went, well, the roof went too
And the windows went and the doors went too
And we don’t know why, haven’t got a clue
So we’re in a box where a giant might put his shoes
Yes, a topless box for a giant to keep his shoes
When the ceiling went, with the roof and all
We were mystified and none too pleased
When the ceiling went, well, the whole world changed
We could see the birds, the sky, the clouds
The weather and the trees
Well, the ceiling’s back with the roof and doors
And the windows too, who could ask for more?
We were overjoyed and we cheered a bit
And we turned the telly on and that was it
We turned the telly on and that was it
When the ceiling went, with the roof and all...
Things are like before, or they seem to be
But there’s something aches in me
Though the ceiling’s back, something else is gone
And it’s something I can’t put my finger on
Something I can’t put my finger on
I think I miss all the things we saw
It was just like God opened up a door
I’ve a memory, brings me joyful tears
I think I might have even seen God’s beard
I caught a glimpse of God and his big white beard
When the ceiling went, with the roof and all...
So, I got my mates, in the dead of night
To come to my house, yes, to put things right
They took off the roof and the ceiling too
And God smiled down and said, “Well, how are you?”
And he smiled and shook his beard and angels flew
If we try harder we’ll be flying too
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8. |
caterpillar
01:29
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I wish I was a caterpillar
Munching on a leaf
That would be cool
But I am a priest
I’d rather be a caterpillar
Having lots of legs
What a to-do
Only got the two
Most of my congregation
Go to sleep in here
Coz they’re bored so am I
This Latin mass is old-fashioned
Out of date
We still do it
Does God know why?
I’ll have a chat with him before I
Lay me down to sleep
He will put me right
He’s always there
And if he wants to make me into
A caterpillar
That will be fine
I won’t be scared
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10. |
vegetable vegetable
02:52
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I don’t mind being a carrot
I’d rather be an aubergine
A carrot’s life can be chaotic
But aubergines are always serene
I got a letter from Peter
He said he’s coming down for the week
Now Peter is a potato
And he always brings me yams and leeks
Lie lie la la la lie lie
Vegetable, vegetable!
Lie lie la la la lie lie
Vegetable, vegetable!
Lettuce, mushrooms and sweetcorn
Garlic, onions and chives
Radish, marrow and kale
Good food keeps you alive
Lie lie la la la lie lie...
And then there’s lots and lots of beans
Yes, there’s kidney, broad, runner, haricot
Lima, pinto, mung, azuki
And there’s black-eyed peas
Cauliflower and parsnip
Parsley, pepper and maize
All of those are important
Eat five helpings a day
Lie lie la la la lie lie...
And then there’s lots and lots of beans
Yes, there’s kidney, broad, runner, haricot
Lima, pinto, mung, azuki
And there’s black-eyed peas
Watercress, cauliflower
Chicory and shallot
The song is nearly over
And so I guess that’s your lot
Lie lie la la la lie lie...
And then there’s
Lentils, chickpeas, cabbage, brussel sprouts
Broccoli, pumpkin, cucumber, celery
Courgettes, coriander, parsley, radish
Spinach, swede, beetroot and asparagus
Yeah!
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11. |
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12. |
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13. |
song to say sorry
05:58
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14. |
time time
03:17
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15. |
calmanita
01:40
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16. |
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Wait for my signal, wait for my call
Things have got to get clear from here
Before we can move
Get everything you need
But only things you need
When we reach the border
When we reach the border
We won’t be back here again
We won’t be back here again
Don’t say any goodbyes
Nobody must know
Out here on the back of town
The lights are out
The lights are out and we’re
Ready to move
To flee in the night
Ready to find somewhere
That we can live our lives
We won’t be back here again...
When this night is over
And a new day begins
When this night is over
Let ourselves smile and grin about
All of the trouble
And all of the pain
We’re leaving it behind us
We’re leaving it behind us
We won’t be back here again...
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I went off with Dr. Who
Because he promised me
He’d get me to ‘63
To see the Beatles doing their thing
At the Royal Variety
But the Tardis went wrong
Predictably
We’re on a football pitch
Near the goalposts
We’re at Wembly
It could be worse
There’s Geoff Hurst
I’ve just realized where we are
‘Cause Geoff has scored a goal
What’s the score Bobby Moore?
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18. |
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19. |
clap hands
02:55
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All the empty streets
Where’s everybody?
Clap hands
Clap hands
It’s the fourth of July
Where is everybody?
Clap hands
Clap hands
There’s no phone signal
There’s no phone signal
Nobody’s here but me
Clap hands
Clap hands
I wanna have a party
Clap hands
I wanna have some fun
Clap hands
Wanna have a party
Clap hands
I wanna have some fun
Normally I can smell the people
I can’t smell anything
Clap hands
And the beat goes on
Clap hands
Let’s have a party
Clap hands
Where are all the people?
Clap hands...
I want to have a party
Clap hands
Celebrate
Clap hands
Where’s everybody?
Clap hands
Fourth of July
Clap hands...
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20. |
monkey choke
03:31
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Hoi!
Gus was set on buying a pet
And he wanted a giraffe
I said to Gus, “Now, please don’t rush
Did you check with your other half?”
Gus said, “I did ask her
But she was in the bath
I assumed her silence was
A ‘yes’ on her behalf”
Life can be a carnival at best
Choose your playmates for the cosmic test
Because you can never know
What is round the corner
You can never know
What is round the corner
At the pet shop, pet shop Pete
“Sorry, no giraffes”
Gus was sad, he didn’t get mad
But he wasn’t about to laugh
Pete said, “Tell you what though
I’ve got this Friesian calf
It’s been here about a year
So I’ll cut the price in half"
Life can be a carnival at best…
Then Gus said, “The calf looks dead
Pete, are you having a laugh?"
Pete said, “Sorry, but I’ve got to go”
Dashed off with his red scarf
He ran to the Harbour
Shot off on his raft
We should have guessed that Pete was stressed
And he’s wandered off his path
Life can be a carnival at best...
Hoi...
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21. |
ukulele rain
03:19
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22. |
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I’m hurt
I should have seen the warning signs, taken heed
I didn’t
My girlfriend’s not my girlfriend any more
It’s worse than that
She went off with my best friend
She went off with my best friend
She went off with my best friend
She went off with my best friend
It couldn’t be worse
Maybe it could
I could have lost my phone
I can’t believe they could do this to me
This only happens on the blooming TV
She went off with my best friend…
How could she do this to me?
Wait a minute...
How could my best friend do it?
We were almost blood brothers
Apart from the blood bit
But I bought him a beer
I really hurt and I don’t know what to do
I keep seeing them at college
And that’s not good for me
My studies are crumbling
My life is in disarray because of them
She went off with my best friend…
I was at my best friend’s mum and dad’s house
‘Cause they’re still friends with me
And I was crying, I was upset
And I got a bit drunk.
Anyway…
My best friend’s mum ‘comforted’ me
I got off with my best friend’s mum
I got off with my best friend’s mum
I got off with my best friend’s mum
I feel bad but it was good fun
She went off with my best friend…
It’s hard, being a human
It’s hard
Ask the bass player
He knows all about it
He should know
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23. |
tinkerbell’s tears
03:09
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Tinkerbell is looking old
Day by day, she feels more cold
Rheumatism in her wings
Failing sight and other things
Tinkerbell is very sad
Peter’s drinking’s really bad
Gets drunk every night, comes home
Cries himself to sleep, alone
Wendy left when Peter got weird
Took the children, disappeared
Tinkerbell can’t understand
Happy ever after land
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24. |
whippy whippy man
03:34
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25. |
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Take me out where the buffalo roam
On the lone prairie
A cowboy hat, a little wooden shack
That’ll do for me
Somewhere to go fishing
Load of good clean air
Take me out where the buffalo roam
And I’ll see you there
I will see you there
I’ll make friends with the locals
Smoke the pipe of peace
Learn to do some injun things
Hang out with the chief
I would meet his daughters
Marry three or four
That would be enough for me
I couldn’t cope with more
Just the three or four
Blue skies, blue skies
Blue skies, blue skies
Well I’d get me some cowboy boots
And a pair of chaps
Sit out on the front porch
And just relax
Look out at the country
Look up at the sky
Take me out where the buffalo roam
It’s a paradise
It’s my paradise
Blue skies, blue skies
Blue skies, blue skies
If ever there was trouble
Outlaws in town
I’d become the Marshall
And I’d track them down
I would tell them off a bit
Tell them to be good
They would all apologise
And act the way they should
And promise to be good
Blue skies, blue skies
Blue skies, blue skies...
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26. |
meet me in cuba
03:16
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I got an e-mail from my old friend
Kenny Clark, out of the blue
It said he’s doing well in Cuba
By the way, well how arel you?
I told him things are pretty dull here
Dead end job, nagging wife
Kenny said “So come and visit
Get some sun and see some life”
Now I’m on this plane to Cuba
I’m a mile up in the sky
Now I’m on this plane to Cuba
And I’m feeling pretty high
Kenny said he was expanding
Import/export, business plans
I told him I was good with numbers
Kenny Clark said “You’re my man”
Told him I was good with IT
I was pretty up to date
Spreadsheets, Powerpoint and Office
Kenny Clarke said “That sounds great”
Now I’m on this plane to Cuba
I’m a mile up in the sky
Now I’m on this plane to Cuba
And I’m feeling pretty high
I said “Kenny, why d’you pick me?”
He said “Now I’m doing good
I need someone I can trust here
Someone who’ll do the things they should
I need somebody familiar
I need someone that I know
And you were always in my corner
So come and help me run this show”
Now I’m on this plane to Cuba
I’m a mile up in the sky
Now I’m on this plane to Cuba
And I’m feeling pretty high...
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27. |
albania by torchlight
01:58
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28. |
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Gone to the fishy place In my dream
At the zoo with Michael Caine
Now Jack Nicholson’s here as well
But I ate my toes instead
Gone to the fishy place in my dream
Gone to the fishy place In my dream
Nothing is ever quite what it seems
Gone to the fishy place in my dream
At the zoo with Michael Caine
At the zoo with Michael Caine
Where did he go to? I’ll explain
At the zoo with Michael Caine
So long, so long, so long
I wave ta-ta, so long
So long, so long, so long
I wave ta-ta, so long
Now Jack Nicholson’s here as well
Now Jack Nicholson’s here as well
He’s dressed up like William Tell
Now Jack Nicholson’s here as well
Gone to the fishy place in my dream
Gone to the fishy place in my dream
Nothing is ever quite what it seems
Gone to the fishy place in my dream
So long, so long, so long
I wave ta-ta, so long
So long, so long, so long
I wave ta-ta, so long
Thought my knees were made of bread
Thought my knees were made of bread
But I ate my toes instead
Thought my knees were made of bread
At the zoo with Michael Caine
At the zoo with Michael Caine
He went away and came back again
Where did he go to? I’ll explain
To get umbrella in case it rains
So long, so long, so long
I wave ta-ta, so long
So long, so long, so long
I wave ta-ta, so long
So long, so long, so long...
(ta-ta speech, acceptance speech)
So long, so long, so long...
So lonnnnnngggggggg
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29. |
put it on the plastic
03:05
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Look at all these things
The retail sirens saying
You can put it on the plastic
Everything I see
Has got my name on
All I’ve got to do is
Put it on the plastic
I will pay it back one day, one day
I will pay it back one day
But before that day
I’m going to win the lottery
I bought enough tickets
It must be my turn
All these things to buy
This stuff to get so
Let’s go shopping
Things that stare at you
Saying “Take me home”
Let’s go shopping
Goodness gracious me
I got a new TV
I think that’s seventeen
It doesn’t matter
I put it on the plastic
I wonder if I could buy me
Another soul?
This one feels so heavy
I could put it on the plastic
I will pay it off one day, one day
I will pay off one day
Unless I can get
The Citizens Advice
To get it written off
Then I can do it all again
All these things to buy
This stuff to get so
Let’s go shopping
Things that stare at you
Saying “Take me home”
Let’s go shopping
I can feel it surge
The crazy urge that says
“Let’s go shopping”
Feel it coursing through my veins
It grabs my brain and says
“Let’s go shopping”
Measure my divinity
Plasticity
Let’s go shopping
Moses missed one out
Number eleven said
“Let’s go shopping”
Put me on the plastic
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31. |
dark circus
03:05
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Welcome to Dark Circus
Everyone is welcome
Come inside
Roll up! Roll up!
Roll up! Roll up!
No, don’t pay me now
You can pay me later
Whatever you want
Whatever makes you happy
We have it inside
Come, take my hand
Do you have dreams?
Tell me your dreams
I can make them come true
In the Big Top
Everything you want is inside
Pay later
That’s a good one
Everything you want
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