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omg lol
03:02
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Be beside the English seaside
Be beside the sea
Be beside the English seaside
Be beside the sea
Give me the beach
And a bucket and a spade
Let me loose
Look at the sandcastles I made
Can I have ice cream?
Can I have one with a flake?
And some waffles too
Strawberries with cream?
Well that’s my favourite
Be beside the English seaside
Be beside the sea
To be beside the English seaside
Bestest thing to see
Things are different now
All the young folk are moving away
The ones who remain
Watch Jeremy Kyle and take drugs all day
I can’t believe how it is now
Being by the seaside really ain’t no breeze
East Europeans coming in and taking over
Everything that was worth having
To be beside the English seaside
Be beside the sea
To be beside the English seaside
What a place to be
I’d like to get away
To somewhere slightly more exotic
Caribbean island with cocktails
and umbrellas in but
I haven’t got a passport
I’ll stay beside the sea
With my fish and chips
And my old dad’s hat
That said: ‘KISS ME QUICK’
I don’t think anybody
Ever kissed him quick
Or slow, come to that
To be beside the English seaside
Be beside the sea
It may not be Nirvana
But it’s good enough for me
I hope it doesn’t disappear
I really miss the pier
To be beside the English seaside
Be beside the sea
Be beside the English seaside
Be beside the sea
There’s nothing better
Or at least there wasn’t
Once upon a time
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pink scarf
04:28
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i like it that way
03:07
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so let it go
03:08
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sit you down
04:37
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so I can stay excited
03:45
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Did you see what the postman brought today?
A great big box and it’s cheerful, bright and gay, hey
It’s red and yellow and pink and blue
And all the other colours of the rainbow too
The paper’s covered with tiny teddy bears
On little chairs
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever it is
I’ll leave it in the box so I can stay excited
Though I’ve got no idea what it might be
Well, here it is and it’s addressed to me, see
It’s not my birthday for a long while yet
And Christmas time is playing hard to get
Have I won a competition? Don’t think so
But I don’t know
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever it is
I’ll leave it in the box so I can stay excited
[Thoughts out loud]
It doesn’t say anywhere where it’s come from
I wonder: was its' journey short or long?
It might be a present from the man next door
Though he’s never done this kind of thing before
Perhaps it’s to demonstrate that he’s forgiven me, finally
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever it is
I’ll leave it in the box then I can stay excited
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever it is
I’ll leave it in the box so I can stay excited
[More thoughts out loud, three heads]
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever it is
I’ll leave it in the box so I can stay excited
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever, whatever it is
I’ll leave it in the box so I can stay excited
I’ll leave it in the box so I can stay excited
I’ll leave it in the box so I can stay excited
[Yet more thoughts out loud]
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cuban nightmare
03:07
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my favourite boy
03:40
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yim yam
03:02
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waking up on pluto
03:08
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catch us out if you can
03:19
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i've missed you
04:00
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class loops
03:11
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the summer of ten
04:09
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Wonder what happened to my little friend
I haven’t seen him since we were ten
We played all summer in the caravan park
We played every day until it got dark
Monsters, cowboys and James Bond too
We played at Daleks – I was Doctor Who
One day his folks took us to the zoo
I had an ice cream by the kangaroos
Oh, I still think about it to this day
Games that we played
Imaginations on fire
Having grand adventures all day long
Righting all wrongs
Two superheroes fly high
The world it changes around you
Without a by-your-leave
It shakes you, astounds you
And makes you
Wish that you were back there
In that perfect summer
With your friend when you were ten
With my little friend on the esplanade
Down on the beach with a bucket and spade
Squished up sandwiches and flat lemonade
A pocketful of pennies for the penny arcade
It was the best time ever
It was the best time anyone
Ever, ever, ever, ever, had
Maybe I could build a time machine
For me and my friend
So we could go back to then
Maybe we could set the time machine
To keep going back
To that time over again
The world it changes around you
Without a by-your-leave
It shakes you, astounds you
And makes you
Wish that you were back there
In that perfect summer
With your friend when you were ten
(thinking out loud and a small revelation)
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pappy pop song
02:44
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beckoning
05:00
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sailor boy
03:23
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I bought me a ship
Decked out for a trip
To circumnavigate the globe
And have some adventures
For as long as I should live
With all of my friends
Whose foolish ways are attractive
Trac-tive
We found many lands
Some made from blue sand
And one made out of Vaseline
And then we met men who
Had telescopes for ears
And ears on their feet
So they could hear when the moles cheered
Moles-cheered
All aboard the Ship of Fools
We‘re sailing to the East
Smile and greet the rising sun
And join the foolish feast
We found strange cuisine
Every place we’ve been
We’ve even eaten tangerines
That looked just like hedgehogs
Not the best of foods, it’s true
And garnished with glue
And tasting like humans do, too
Do-too
All aboard the Ship of Fools
We‘re sailing to the East
Searching for the family jewels
And strange exotic beasts
We sailed to the Sun
That was lots of fun
And then we rested on the moon
‘Cause we were all sunburnt
Luckily we met some mice
They gave us cheese
And they were nice
Gave us advice
Gave us advice
All aboard the Ship of Fools
We‘re sailing to the East
Smile and greet the rising sun
And join the foolish feast
All aboard the Ship of Fools
There’s always room for you
Bring your favourite song along
So we can sing it too
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the shoulder moves
03:06
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in the next room
02:03
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if you fall
01:38
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this will be my last day
02:21
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