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Listen Brahms Plays His Hungarian Dance No.1 (Excerpt), 1889


Lyrics

It Could Have Been A Brilliant Career (Belle And Sebastian)

It could have been a brilliant career
Paining lines in a school that was too well known
Paining lines with a friend that had gone before
She challenged everyone to a fight
But the prefects all backed down
And they ran her out of town
Cause she drank and swore and spoke
Out of turn, she was the village joke
She had a stroke at the age of 24
It could have been a brilliant career
Getting clients to finance her strategies
Filling time in on Safeways on Saturday
She wears the clothes of an emperor
But her paintings are a sham
And they're going for a grand
When the dealers come to view
Do you ever see the real you?
He had a stroke at the age of 24
It could have been a brilliant career
Selling lies to the boys with the old Dansettes
Pulling the wool, playing the fool, it's no wonder that
He is dribbling spit tonight
And the one he sent away
Was the only one who stayed
With a spoon and a decent book
And you can tell by the way she looks
She is sorry and resigned
As he wets himself for the final time

Lost Fun Zone (PJ Harvey)


I believe I am here to stay
I believe his son was sent to save
The fun zone is here
Ride free so

Take me one more time
Take me one more time
Take me one more time

I don't believe that I gotta die someday
Please take me one more time
Take me one more time
Take me one more time


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Note:
This completed this album. The rest are only instrumentals.

The Boy With The Arab Strap (Belle And Sebastian)

A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time
The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by
When you've been inside
Day upon day of this wandering gets you down
Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town

Hovering silence from you is a giveaway
Squalor and smoke's not your style
"i don't like this place"
We better go
Then I compare notes with your older sister
I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow
She accepts my confession

What did you learn from your time in the solitary
Cell of your mind?
There was noises, distractions from anything good
And the old prison food
Colour my life with the chaos of trouble
Cause anything's better than posh isolation
1 missed the bus
You were laid on your back
With the boy from the arab strap
With the boy from the arab strap

It's something to speak of the way you are feeling
To crowds there assembled
Do you ever feel you have gone too far?
Everyone suffers in silence a burden
The man who drives minicabs down in old compton
The asian man
With his love hate affair
With his racist clientele

A central location for you is a must
As you stagger about making free with your lewd and lascivious boasts
We know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing
We know you are hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon
Until noon again
You're the boy with the filthy laugh
You're the boy with the arab strap

Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop
Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches
And sets off the smoke alarm
What do you make of the cool set in london?
You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks
She's a waitress and she's got style
Sunday bathtime could take a while

You Dont Know How It Feels (Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)

Let me run with you, tonight
I'll take you on, a moonlight ride
There's someone I used to see
But she don't give a damn for me

But let me get to the point, let's roll another joint
And turn the radio loud, I'm too alone to be proud
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels, to be me

People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
Memory and a dream

1-So let's get to the point
Let's roll, another joint
Let's head on down the road
There's somewhere I gotta go
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels, to be me

My old man was born to rock
He's still tryin' to beat the clock
Think of me what you will
I've got a little space to fill
(repeat 1)

You don't know how it feels...
No, you don't know how it feels, to be me

Tränen Der Sehnsucht (Part 1+2) (Lacrimosa)

Ein Kind dieser Erde legt sich schlafen
Es war ein Tag der nackten Angst
Wie oft fiel es zu Boden?
Wie oft lachte es aus Schmerz?
Wie oft schrie es sich an?
Und war längst taub
Verletzter Seele, letzter Schmerz
Verstandesangst der Liebe Tränen der Stille - Masken im Gesicht
Lichter werfen Schatten und halten es im Licht
Und es steht hier - das Kind
Mit Tränen im Gesicht
Lichter werfen Schatten und halten es im Licht

Die Nacht gebahr ihr jüngstes Kind
Ein Traum der Liebe seiner Sehnsucht
Ein Traum der Augen - nicht der Hände
Ein Traum zum träumen - nicht zum leben
Doch die Augen des Kindes kannten keine Schönheit
Sie waren des Staunens viel zu schwach
Und der Morgensonne erstes Licht
Den Sonnenstrahl, den sah es nicht
Der Morgen tagte nicht für das Kind
Denn am Morgen war es blind
Seine Hände aber wurden alt
Und blieben unberührt

Tränen der Stille - Masken im Gesicht
Lichter werfen Schatten und halten es im Licht
Verführt sich zu erklären, während es zerbricht
Tränen der Sehnsucht - Masken im Gesicht
Und es steht hier - das Kind
Mit Tränen im Gesicht
Tränen der Sehnsucht
Tränen der Sehnsucht

She's A Ho (Mr. Vegas)

Verse 1:
Well if a galatek two man inna one night
Then we know she's a hoe
If she a clean up di whola di neighborhood
Then we know she's a hoe
If she a walk and a sell from hotel to hotel
We know she's a hoe
If she a one night stand tek everybody man
Man a nutten dat caw wi dun know

Chorus:
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
Caan hide again cause everybody know
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
Swear seh mi spat har pon di Jerry Springer show
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
All a di youth inna di street know

Verse 2:
Whey she do, boast bout how she get slim and trim
Loose twenty pound and naw go a gym
Legs easy fi open like clothes pin
Sleep wid bum, him dead and dem know wha kill him
Gal from youh know yuh nuh shooty shooty
An yuhknow seh yuh a nuh goupy
All rudies out deh do not be silly an put a rubber pan yuh willy

Chorus

Verse 3:
Whey she do
Gwaan like she hot like she a earth angel
Know something whey dem a do yuh head swell
Man a line up a dem gate car dem a sell
The way dem a move trust me you coulda tell
Run through the mob dem and di cartel
Hear seh she sleep wid Bobby Castell
Di gal a rev out skettel worse Jezebel
How much man drown inna di well

Verse 4:
Well if a gal tek whey har mumma husband
Then we know she's a hoe
If a gal sleep wid har best fren man
Then di whola wi know she's a hoe
Well if a gal easy fi pluck every man come wuk
Then we know she's a hoe
Nuff a dem run outta luck end up wid stomach
An now di man naah mine di gut

Chorus

Take It To The Top (Peter Andre)

Take it to the top
'Cos I never wanna stop
To the top, c'mon

(CHORUS)
Take it to the top
'Cos I never wanna stop
To the top, come on
Don't try to play me down
Take it to the top
'Cos I never wanna stop
To the top, come on
Break it down

I call you on the telephone
To find out what you like
Can I be the special one
To make it all right

Let me touch you everywhere
My feeling is pure desire
All you do is call my name
You set my world on fire

You know I'll be there for your love
I wanna do you up
Let me be your everything
Let me touch you like no others
Gonna touch you there

(chorus)

Here it is, another night
Doin' it with my lady
Well, everything seems alright
And boy! She's drivin' me crazy

If we're gonna take our time
To make this thing feel so good
Then we're gonna make it last
Baby I know we could
You know I'll be there for your love
I wanna do you up
Let me be your everything
Let me love ya baby like no others
Gonna love ya

(chorus x 2)

You know I'll be there for your love
I wanna do you up
Let me be your everything
Let me do you, let me do you

(repeat chorus to end)

Lucretia My Reflection (Sisters Of Mercy)

I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down
I hear empire down
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Love lost, fire at will
Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear
Dive, bombers, and
Empire down
Empire down
I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed
Get down, get undressed
Get pretty but you and me,
We got the kingdom, we got the key
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take direction,
Lucretia, my reflection, dance the ghost with me
We look hard
We look through
We look hard to see for real
Such things I hear, they don't make sense
I don't see much evidence
I don't feel
I don't feel
I don't Feel
A long train held up by page on page
A hard reign held up by rage
Once a railroad
Now it's done...
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down...
We got the empire, now as then,
We don't doubt, we don't take reflection,
Lucretia, my direction, dance the ghost with me...

Recipe For Hate...Warhorse (Megadeth)

Each day my shortcomings pick my pockets
My faults were letters carved in stone
As meaningful to you as words written in water
I'm left to walk this world alone

In a broken mold they made me
The black sheep of the family
Worth less than zero my opinion
And room temperature IQ

I did something, now I'm nothing
Always wrong with this or that
Poisoned with fear watch it twist
My measly brain mad

Talk about me when my bac is turned
Next time we meet it will be to late
The memory burned in my ears of what you said
And now I've got a recipe for hate. Taste it

Dark clouds on the horizon
Make it hard to breathe
A walking mistake but every time
I run away, I just come back for more

The choice is clear I can quit
And fall on my sword or light a fire
To see who runs or stays
And plays the confidence game

...Warhorse
I'm feeling quite invisible
I feel just like thin air
The truth taunts me

I see the earth below me
I watch it spinning there
Does someone, somewhere
Out there hear me?

Sentenced to walk in Purgatory
My life is running down
I can't believe what they've done to me

I'm left riding a Warhorse
A man without a country

In My Dreams (Dream)

Spoken: Ashely...Melissa...Diana...Holly...Dream..Bad Boy baby...Lets go

(verse 1)
Don't know what I gotta do,
to get through to you
you ain't tryin much too hard to get the message through
I know cause I feel the same
and its drivin' me insane
why do we have to play these games?
oh no
all: I wish that I could get the nerve up
walk right up to you and
ask you baby for your name (ask you baby for your name)
you look so inviting this seems so exciting
we should be together this was (we should be together this way)
(chorus)
So whats the deal?
This don't seem real,
this kind of thing only happens in my dreams
When boy meets girl, a perfect world
This sort of thing only happens in my dreams
(verse 2)
Top down baby cruisin' so
with friends that we both know
Its just a Friday night thing
and I am ready to go
Hit the club and the parties on
D.j. play your favorite song
its just the way that we live
so lets go
(prechorus 2)
baby and the way your movin'
ooh you've got me thinkin'
we should be together for days
and as the days go slower
ooh you pull me closer
can't believe he feels this way

(chorus)

oh oh oh yeah yeah oh uh-oh
(bridge)
This seems so real to me
but its a fantasy
baby why can't you see that baby
I need to know my dear
there is no time to kill
you better hurry before I leave

(chorus)

So tell me baby I really got to see
These kind of things only happen in my dreams 2x
(chorus) 2x (fades)


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