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| ARCHANGEL | ASSASSINATION | |
| Thought of you and landed heavy On my knees When you're wearin' someone's glasses It's very hard to see I'm drivin hard to negotiate my way Back to you I tore my brand new stitches tryin to Hold you down Pulling the jewels from your stolen crown You're starvin' yet you eat like a bird Some day you will fly And I wanted to be I just needed to be Your Archangel Your Archangel Been flyin this aeroplane since I was six Duckin' and divin' round your dirty tricks I'll tell ya somethin that you won't like a bit You're gonna burn with me |
I'm old as a king getting dull as a spoon and sex is getting dirtier Love's got its own room and little Miss Muffet sat on my face and said 'Come on Danny Boy; its your turn now'. You know I won't cry 'cos I'm waiting on my Assassination. Now I am a leopard and you know what that means. With my skinny baby and my skinny dreams. I won't listen to lies 'cos I've worked hard for my Assassination |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
| B Lyrics |
| BANG BANG GUN | BREATHE IN TIME | |
| Then he said it was quite hard Givin' up the cigars Had trouble with girls too Couldn't pay the rent She said he's like gum in my hair I throw my arms in the air And slide right out of his life Slide into his dreams Can't you see it honey - this is not very funny And I think that we're drawing a crowd I stand but I wanna run 'cos I know she's like a bang bang gun Baby it's twofold, maybe we're growing too old Then I get that stare; the way you hold your head in the air The way you can tell it in one, especially when the damage is done Now slide right out of my life Slide into my dreams |
Now you're clean and sober Ya turned it all over So why ain't ya smilin Now we go get holy Or we go get wet Or we... just get loaded And its not enough 'till ya squeeze the last drop of love YOU push me over and I breathe in time... breathe in time it gets much deeper then I've got a boulder Sitting on my shoulder And the sun... just keeps shining If we would just listen To what we are missing Then we... could be lovers And we may find When we get to the end of the line It doesn't matter And I breathe in time... breathe in time It just gets deeper then. |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
| BUNNY SUIT | BUTTERFLY | |
| I'm gettin very attached to this black and
white hat. I'm havin really dirty dreams about love and ice cream. My friend let me down on a score I think I paid him the night before. It's all a game for shirts or skins. I've played it honey and it's hard to win. I ran out 'n' said I needed the walk; when you're very badly beaten it's hard to talk [Chorus] And to get through to you I'd wear a bunny suit fighting with Jesus for a big bag of love. I'd take you with me but ya don't like what it does to you. It's the only way I know that I can get close to you. I'd like to take you out and dine on peyote. But I've got as much hope as Wyle E. Coyote ... [Chorus] ... |
I stamped your painting on the floor Broke your vase an' thought some more Then I figured out why you had walked out; And left me thinking what I'd done How you'd won and I am done with Sittin' round here countin' crows and grieving Now I'll take steps to free my mind Thank the lord we stopped in time and Never ever go back near you baby, 'Cos all I'd done was sit at home And wait for you to throw a bone I'm on my hands in shiftin' sands and sinking You know I did not hear a sound but I found out that it's a long way down By my side butterfly... by my side she would glide Now every silver lining has its cloud and I know you'll tell the crowd An' they are thinking I've gone crazy But what they say is insincere they don't really want you here I think I told you not to go there baby You know I did not hear a sound ... Venus and Mars and the rings around Saturn We'll wear the scars and carry the flags for them I always thought that we'd go all the way... By my side butterfly... by my side she would glide |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
| C Lyrics |
| CINEMA LOVE | CITIES | |
| Well excuse me for asking you, but I can
wear that colour too When he walks through that velvet door, I'm on the cutting room floor If I write a song, it'll be a love song About a monkey on a roof and a pretty girl with a chipped tooth This is your last chance for cinema love Every guy needs a girl and a drug It's your last chance For cinema love And if I've gotta take a bath for this one I'll come running with a blazing six gun Your last chance For cinema love You can dress like an usherette, you can show me to my seat We watch the fight in the flickering light, and see if you can handle the heat If I write a song, it'll be a love song About a monkey on a roof and a pretty girl with a chipped tooth This is your last chance for cinema love Every guy needs a girl and a drug It's your last chance For cinema love This is your last chance for cinema love Every guy needs a girl and a drug It's your last chance For cinema love |
Sally called 'n said to tell you that it
wasn't gonna get any easier, Heard you were bad, she was glad, You were gone, it was somethin you were on Hey diddle diddle. I'm eating tylanol; swimming in alcohol; Hoping the kicking would stop. I'm wearing your jeans again, I just slid into them; I'm light as a feather - Lay your head down, listen to my heart, I'm building cities to your name. Sally called 'n said to tell you that she knew it wasn't gonna get any easier, You belly bawled and crawled And she was enthralled to see that You had actually made it through. I'm eating tylanol... |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
| D Lyrics |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Words & Music : Name | Words & Music : Name |
| E Lyrics |
| ELECTRICITY | ELVIS 'N' SPIDERS | |
| Well Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm writing on my arms again Well who'd a thought it now I went and asked your friend your name. And nod just like a circus pony I wanna be your lonesome guy. I wanna be your grey sky pilot fly up and watch the clouds collide. If I could bleed love ... [Chorus] Then comes the rain With electricity ... Well Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm outta lucky charms again And all I know right now My heart is on your floor And then you lay me down racked and boney I wanna be your lonesome guy I wanna be your motorbike rider Fly up and watch the clouds collide [Chorus] |
It's too late, you sweet barbituate You got me going again I freeze inside this motorcycle ride It's the way I walk through this boring pillow talk. I need you now - more than my cigarettes. Now I've got something to say. If I surrendered to the outsider Would you take me away from those big pink spiders? All I wanted to do was to sing like Elvis for you. Walking slow - singing low - I gotta go 'Cos I've lost everything And through my veins I feel the aeroplanes And through my eyes the searchlight beams collide Yet my brain - ah now it's wearing thin Floats in your sea and we go round and round again I need you now - I really need you now I've still got this to say - If I've surrendered to the outsider Will you take me away from those big pink spiders? All I wanted to do was to sing like Elvis for you. Walking slow - singing low - I gotta go 'Cos I've lost everything Grab the ground before you fall - taste the pleasure of it all And you'll find some way of telling me that the sky is not so yellow. All I wanted to do was to sing like Elvis for you. Walking slow - singing low - I gotta go 'Cos I've lost everything And You. |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
| F Lyrics |
| FLYIN' SOLO | PLACEHOLDER | |
| I trample your flowers. I piss in your bed.
I make you wait hours and gatecrash your head. I make you wear war paint. I get you thrown out. And I will find stillness in the slaughterhouse ... [Chorus] And fly it solo so. Gonna get me a boom box. Gonna listen to pink pop Gonna get my skeleton white shirt My old jeans and chain lock ... [Chorus] ... [Refrain] Take your heart from your soul move yourself so you can feel so close. |
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| GOOD BOY | PLACEHOLDER | |
| I wasn't there in Germany in 1939. I wasn't there in Poland when they kicked the frontline. I wasn't there in Dallas in 1963. I did not hear the shot come from the Book Depository. I wasn't there in Belfast in 1969. I wasn't there in Birmingham when the coppers did the crime. I did not see the right wing go all the way to win. I did not see the Asian guy get the shit kicked outta him. 'Cos I'm a good boy and a God boy [Chorus] Just as a day is long I don't wanna talk about it just as a day is long and you won't see me wave my arms about it and you won't see me jump up and down about it ... Now would you please get outta here go and read a book I did not hear a single thing my phone was off the hook I'll just make a list get started namin' names with all my work and effort things would stay the same now if you was me and I was you then we'd know what to do but what to do between now and then I haven't got a clue don't you get excited try to keep your head it's always in the papers and nothing's ever said... |
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| H Lyrics |
| HEART ON MY SLEEVE | HOLDING MY BREATH | |
| If this is confidence or if this is creep. And if this is clever then I'll stay asleep. And is this sugar or is this just verse. Ah, let's face this honey; this could not get much worse. You move through the park like a lonely bird with a message from heaven. [Chorus] My heart on my sleeve - my love is my greed and I'll send it all back to you ... I think they will burn me and they're taking bets. Put the farm on it baby; there will be no regrets. She moves though the park like a lonely bird with a message from heaven. [Chorus] |
All the places that you've been to, All the people that you've got, All the flowers that I sent you, Now I hope that they all rot. We were really burnin' daylight On that day beside the river, All you gave me was a love line. We were dead and zooted Twisted round and rooted, Clawin' back with everything we'd got, We got jesus in our corner then we had a game, it was too easy... And I nearly died holding my breath, since you closed your eyes I'm holding my head... Now when you go to fly around the sun and moon and stars, I will not be with you there so you won't get that far, You need me more than I need you. Come back I'll go with you... It will be easy... |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| JAM TARTS & SUNBEAMS | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Well halleluja who's been talkin to ya see the pretty girl; no smile she's been coming round stepping out and falling down see the pretty girl; no smile ... [Chorus] Sail on through your life make do with those lies ... just do it again there's no problem when you can just turn and walk away. She's been coming round stepping out and falling down see the pretty girl; no smile ... [Chorus] It's not surprising can say it with your lies what can I really do for you but just to see you. It's not surprising considering just what lies there you're like a sunbeam jam tarts and dreams. |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| LONESOME HEART ATTACK | PLACEHOLDER | |
| Do his spiders pierce your armour Does it feel like a snake charmer's Moving slowly round your bedroom And ya know there's little headroom For your smile Oh yeah. And you smell like coca cola And you overdose on makeup But you scratch just like a lady Who really needs a liberating swim. It's a never ending stream of never ending things I feel nothing - why can't I feel? I get lonesome for a heart attack when I hear your blessed name. You sit upon your windowsill take another small blue pill While hanging from your cigarette you sarcastically smile at Mr. Jones... It's a never ending stream of... |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| SEX LINE VALENTINE | SKINDIVE | |
| You stayed on my mind all of this time. Pissin'
on my parade. You cut me deep watched me bleed cut the fiction and back again. And I just don't know how far this will go ... [Chorus] Be my Sex line Valentine. With your lots of love but you're thin on blood You've seen the other side of the heart and I'd slice a vein to forget your name I've seen the breakdown and stepped away. And I just don't know how far this will go ... [Chorus] It's a whole lotta love It's a whole lot a love.... |
What you gonna do When all of this just goes away And everything starts to shut down on you? You won't get away with running off, Acting it out Hiding your face like a girl on film. Now I've been running with Joe and Jimmy Far too long For me to just duck and run Don't you worry we're in no hurry I'll stick it out I've got nothing to fear 'cos I'm stale and queer. Dive with me, skin dive with me, We'll sail through the ocean We'll swim through the sea One last time It wont be long till it's all gone and everything's wrong And the whole damn thing starts haunting you. We're together too long you should know me by now You're never gonna take those boys away from me. Dive with me... |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
| SO COLD | THE STREAM | |
| I didn't see you with someone else... Didn't know what you were doing Didn't know what you were saying. Hanging round with what's her name. It's lame but what's your game. Then everything goes underground. You turn the whole thing down to "I just want to be on my own" [Chorus] Didn't I see you with someone else. You're so cold. You're so cold ... Then I thought that I was dreaming flying brick went through the ceiling I wonder how this all turned into broken glass and broken windows. The furniture goes round the room. Broken glass and twisted spoons and all that I can do is stay calm ... [Chorus] |
She took me down beside the stream Where the water's cold and clean... She tied my hands behind my back And turned my face towards the sun... And on my head brought down a stone Smashed her knife through skin and bone... Haven't I always said that I love you... Haven't I always said That I needed to Be right there next to you. She laid me out beside the stream And with the water washed me clean My skin is white and cold as snow The water cleans as the water flows And to the dying of the day She washed and washed IT ALL AWAY... |
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| SUGAR CUBE | SWEET ANGELS | |
| So she wants to change her name and Shakespeare's Ice Cube sounds OK Save the flowers save the whales save the unicorns and snails do I have to bend my knees to stop you cutting down my trees how are we gonna get along now that they've gone and banned the bomb then she went and she kicked my can and said you know the cowboy always gets his man ... [Chorus] Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh she tasted like a sugarcube now crazes come and crazes go my crazy head just won't let go do I have to bend my knees to stop you cutting down my trees then she went and she popped my can and said you know the cowboy always gets his man ... [Chorus] |
She sang in the screams of joy they were
gospel. They sang Hotel California like they knew it. You don't get a second chance in this long, boring dance and it takes him so long to come down from that rock it's so lonely so lonely so long ... [Chorus] She will dance again with sweet angels. She was just pushin' for that fluffy cushion and he would not give it to her. A walk in the park or a laugh in the dark is the best thing that happens to her. And he has been fighting with that drunken Irishman He's wearing sunglasses now. And it takes him so long to come down from that rock it's so lonely so lonely so long ... [Chorus] |
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| Words & Music : Indian | Words & Music : Indian |
| T Lyrics |
| TRAMPED THRU' THE WORLD | PLACEHOLDER | |
| I think it's time to have a go. Sometimes I think I'll never know. I think it's all come to an end; I'm a diver with the bends. I must have been dreaming. I know I was scheming. I blew it up And threw it all away. [Chorus] I'm sliding back - I moved too fast I tramped through the world. It's time to stay - look back and say Goodbye to it all It's all just one big bag of tricks. I hold the door and let it go. I wrote it down somewhere And lost it and found it. I tore it up And threw it all away. [Chorus] |
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| VIVA LOVE | PLACEHOLDER | |
| She's got a mouth like Dennis Leary, A smile like a diamond ring, A head like Liam Brady And she keeps me sorted and slim. I'm sittin' on my suitcase Till I'm hanging by my bootlace. My wings are where I left them 'Cos she had to amputate them. 'N that's love... viva love... I stretch my skin across my face Wander round from place to place, Never think to change it Or even rearrange it. I fancied you so heavily, I'll love you till I'm seventy And never breathe a word about it, Let you think I'd do without it. If that's love... viva love... |
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| WALLFLOWERS | WHITE DIAMOND | |
| Belly tops with big belly flops it's like the skin sticking out of the top of a pop sock Didn't wear 'em And the tiny little diamonds on the side of your nose Bed head hair; baggy clothes Didn't get it Some girls soar so high There are those who sit and watch it all float by Wallflowers and Huckle Buck girls Holding out for love Holding out for love He thinks he's like Evel Kneivel zooming round and playing with his needles Disappearin' And he's getting thin with his snow white skin Raccoon eyes and crooked grin He's slidin' As she watches from the sides he can get so bad it makes your mouth run dry Wallflowers and Huckle Buck girls Holding out for love Holding out for love |
Is she mad or is she sane or is she Between drugs again She cried out loud Jesus can't save us and jumped a bus to Las Vegas She cried out loud Jesus can't save us He leans to his left and shoots from his right ... White Diamond ... [Chorus] More than enough she gave him more than enough he took it More than enough she gave him more than enough he broke it |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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| YELLOW SKY | PLACEHOLDER | |
| I'm a fighter livin' in a world war With my hand over my left eye Hold on I'm goin in... I couldn't take it I really couldn't take it I couldn't make it I couldn't really make it Hang on I'm goin down Hold on to me... I'm sliding... Hold on to me... 'Cos there's leaves on the trees in November And it's under a yellow sky That there's somethin' about you That keeps me hanging on. You say that I'm not deep enough I dive deep as deep as I need to... Hang on I'm goin in... Hold on to me; I'm sliding... |
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| PLACEHOLDER | PLACEHOLDER | |
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