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Diamonds Are Forever : Diamonds are forever, They are all I need to please me, They can stimulate

and tease me, They won't leave in the night, I've no fear that they might desert me. Diamonds are forever, Hold one up and then caress it, Touch it, stroke it and undress it, I can see every part, Nothing hides in the heart to hurt me. I don't need love, For what good will love do me? Diamonds never lie to me, For when love's gone, They'll luster on. Diamonds are forever, Sparkling round my little finger. Unlike men, the diamonds linger; Men are mere mortals who Are not worth going to your grave for. I don't need love, For what good will love do me? Diamonds never lie to me, For when love's gone, They'll luster on. Diamonds are forever, forever, forever. Diamonds are forever, forever, forever. Forever and ever

The Bakery I wish you would have smiled in the bakery or sat on a tatty seatee at a mutual friends gathering and the more you keep on looking the more it's hard to take love we're in stalemate to never meet is surely where we're bound there's one in every town just there to grind you down I wish I would have seen you in the post office well maybe I did and I missed it too busy with the mind on clever lines why not the rounders pitch or the canteen you're slacking love were have you been? just have to go and wait until tonight to give me the invite don't worry it's alright I wish I would have seen you down in the arcade sippin' on a lemonade in the paper cup and chewin on a straw and I wish I would have seen you in the bakery but if I'd seen you in the bakery you probably wouldn't have seen me

Plastic Tramp He looks as if he hasnt slept, his hair is purposely unkept And then he knew his people wept, when you crafted your plan The shadows underneath the eyes, and everywhere the bastard lies My lack of Proof is your disguise, you won't remember me. There's nothing really I can say, but sorry mate and walk away I could be wrong unless you play your game, this world is full of most unkind and horrible is redefined, I can't imagine that you'd mind at all. You're lying again, your conscience aint your friend and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination. Lying again your conscience aint your friend and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination Is he really on the street, desperation or deceit? and what he's wearing on his feet won't solve our mystery, and i am baffled by how you stand there, soaking it in and do you hide your identity where you hide your grin, better hide your grin Shadows underneath the eyes, everywhere the bastard lies My lack of Proof is your disguise, you won't remember me There's nothing really I can say, but sorry mate and walk away I could be wrong unless you play your game this world is full of most unkind and horrible is redefined I can't imagine that you'd mind at all You're lying again, your conscience is your friend and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination Lying again your conscience is your friend and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination

Crying Lightning lyrics

Outside the caf by the cracker factory, You were practising a magic trick, And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed, On the last of your pick and mix. Said your mistaken if you thinking that I am gun go cold before As you bit into your strawberry lace, And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper, Is all you have left and all is going to waste. Your past-times, consisted of the strange, And twisted and deranged, And I love that little game you had called, Crying lightning, And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons. The next time that I caught my own reflection, It was on its way to meet you, Thinking of excuses to postpone. You never look like yourself from the side, But your profile did not hide, The fact you knew I was approaching your throne. With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war. And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw. And your past-times, consisted of the strange, And twisted and deranged, And I hate that little game you had called, Crying lightning, And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons. Uninviting, But not half as impossible as everyone assumes, You are crying lightning. Your past-times, consisted of the strange, And twisted and deranged, And I hate that little game you had called, Crying lightning, Your past-times, consisted of the strange,

And twisted and deranged, And I hate that little game you had called, Cry-ing.

Baby I'm Yours lyrics

[ALEX:] Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours) And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky, Yours, until the rivers all run dry In other words, until I die [OISIN:] Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours) And I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines, Yours, until the poets run out of rhyme In other words, until the end of time [ALEX:] I'm gonna stay right here by your side, Do my best to keep you satisfied Nothin' in the world could drive me away 'Cause every day, you'll hear me say Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours) And I'll be yours until two and two is three, Yours, until the mountains crumble to the sea In other words, until eternity Baby, I'm yours (Til the stars fall from the sky) Baby, I'm yours (Til the rivers all run dry) Baby, I'm yours (Til the sun no longer shines) Baby, I'm yours (Til the poets run out of rhymes)

Old Yellow Bricks : Old yellow bricks, Love's a risk, Quite the little Escapoligist Looked so miffed, When you wished, For a thousand places better than this, You are the fugitive, But you dont know what you're runnin from, You cant kid us, And you couldnt trick anyone, Houdini, love you dont know what you're runnin away from, Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up? Blinded by nostalgia, Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up? She wasnt raised by the way, That the emperor put traps in the cage, And the days she being dull, Lead to nights readin beer bottles, You're such a fugitive, But you dont know what you're runnin from, You cant kid us, And you couldnt trick anyone, Houdini, love you dont know what you're runnin away from, Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up? Blinded by nostalgia, Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up? You're at a loss, Just because, It wasnt all that you thought it was, You are a fugitive but you dont know what you're runnin away from, She said I want to sleep in the city that never wakes up, And revel in nostalgia, I know I said he wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up but, Dorothy was right though

If You Were There, Beware : If you were there, beware The serpent soul pinchers Three hundred and fifty no thank yous and nobody flinches Go on girl go on, give us something gruesome We require your grief, the thugs help the thieves As they're trying to rob the words from her gob and Take the source of the innocents If you were there, beware The serpent soul pinchers Can't you sense she was never meant To fill column inches And you've had enough, what you're trying to dig up Isn't there to be dug, the thieves help the thugs As they're trying beat the good grace of a sweetheart Out to the point she'll comply Why leave her on her own If I'd have known then I wouldn't have said it I wouldn't have said it if I would have known Why leave her on her own If I predicted tears then I wouldn't have said it I wouldn't have said it if I would have known There's a circle of witches, ambitiously vicious they are Our attempts to remind them of reason won't get us that far I don't know what it is that they want I don't know what it is that they want But I haven't got it to give She hasn't got it to give

View From The Afternoon : *Anticipation has a habit to set you up For disappointment in evening entertainment but Tonight there'll be some love Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah Regardless of what's gone before I want to see all of the things that we've already seen Lairy girls hung out the window of a limousine Of course it's fancy dress And they're all looking quite full on in bunny ears and devil horns and hats * I want to see all of the things that we've already seen I want to see you take the jackpot out the fruit machine And put it all back in You've got to understand that you can never beat the bandit no #And she won't be surprised, no she won't be shocked When she's pressed the star after she's pressed unlock And there's verse and chapter sat in her inbox And all that it says is that you've drank a lot And you should bear that in mind tonight, bear that in mind Yeah, you should bear that in mind tonight, bear that in mind And you can pour your heart out but her reasoning will block Owt you send her after nine o' clock Anticipation has a habit to set you up For disappointment in evening entertainment but Tonight there'll be some love Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah Regardless of what's gone before #And you should bear that in mind tonight, bear that in mind Yeah, you should bear that in mind tonight, bear that... And you can pour your heart out aroud three o'clock When the 2 for 1's undone the writers block

Brianstorm : Some old track... or brian strom Brian, Top marks for not tryin' So kind of you to bless us with your effortlessness We're grateful and so strangely comforted And I wonder are you puttin' us under Cause we can't take our eyes off the t-shirt and ties combination Well see you later, innovator Some want to kiss some want to kick you There's not a net you couldn't slip through Or at least that's the impression I get cause you're smooth and you're wet And she's not aware yet but she's yours She'll be sayin' use me Show me the jacuzzi I imagine that it's there on a plate Your rendezvous rate means that you'll never be frightened to make them wait for a while I doubt it's your style not to get what you set out to acquire The eyes are on fire You are the unforecasted storm (Brian) Calm, collected, and commandin' (Top marks for not tryin') You made the other stories standin' With your renditions and jokes Bet there's hundreds of blokes that have wept cause you've stolen their ...thunder Are you puttin' us under Cause we can't take our eyes off the t-shirt and ties combination Well see you later, innovator

Cornerstone Lyrics

Thought I saw you in the battleship but it was only a look a like She was nothing but a vision trick Under the warning light She was close, close enough to be your ghost But my chances turned to toast When i asked her if i could call her your name I thought i saw you in the rusty hook Huddled up in wicker chair I wandered up for a closer look And kissed who ever was sitting there She was close, and she held me v ery tightly Till i asked awfully politely, please Can i call you her name And i elongated my lift home, Yeah i let him go the long way round I smelt your scent on the seatbelt And kept my shortcuts to myself I thought I saw you in the parrots beak Messing with the smoke alarm It was too loud for me to hear her speak And she had a broken arm It was close, so close that the walls were wet And she wrote it out in letraset No you can't call me her name Tell me where's your hiding place I'm worried i'll forget your face And i've asked everyone And i'm beginning to think i imagined you all along I elongated my lift home Yeah i let him go the long way round I smelt your scent on the seatbelt And kept my shortcuts to myself I saw your sister in the cornerstone On the phone to the middle man When i saw that she was on her own I thought she might understand She was close, well you couldn't get much closer She said i'm really not supposed to but yes, You can call me anything you want

When The Sun Goes Down

I said, who's that girl there? I wonder what went wrong So that she had to roam the streets She doesn't do major credit cards I doubt she does receipts It's all not quite legitimate And what a scummy man Just give him half a chance I bet he'll rob you if he can Can see it in his eyes, yeah That he's got a driving ban Amongst some other offences And I've seen him with girls of the night And he told Roxanne to put on her red light They're all infected but he'll be alright Cause he's a scumbag, don't you know I said he's a scumbag, don't you know Although you're trying not to listen Avert your eyes and staring at the ground She makes a subtle proposition I'm sorry love, I'll have to turn you down And oh, he must be up to something What are the chances? Sure it's more than likely I've got a feeling in my stomach You start to wonder what his story might be What his story might be, yeah They said he changes when the sun goes down Around here

Look, here comes a Ford Mondeo Isn't he Mr. Inconspicuous And he ain't even have to say owt She's in the stance ready to get picked up Bet she's delighted when she sees him Pulling in and giving her the eye Because she must be fucking freezing Scantily clad beneath the clear night sky It doesn't stop in the winter, no And they said he changes when the sun goes downAround here Well they said he changes when the sun goes down Over the river,going out of town

And what a scummy man Just give him half a chance I bet he'll rob you if he can Can see it in his eyes, yeah That he's got a nasty plan I hope you're not involved at all

Pretty Visitor

Tricking through the morning, The tramp with the trampoline under his arm, Shifts past your whiskers, So spark is a charm with the barking alarm, Weighs coil 'til the corner is turned. And the bicycle wheels, all struggle to move round, In your muddy mind, Blatantly cape town, And will intertwine in co-operative time, Shall we sit on the springs 'til the mung goes dry? All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall, All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the...

What came first the chicken or the dickhead? Split sleep reeps through rewards and ill fitting thoughts, A twilight force, she doesn't wanna walk, Your legs start running and your head gets caught, Cannot be nineteen, it's perfectly placed for the reasonably frightening, Pulled from the after taste, you'll have to slip away, and I'm happy to say, Behold as the crook in a hammock plays... All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall, 2x Behold as the crook in the hammock plays, Crawling with the base of the scales, And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act, Gagged, bound and craft in a tale, Trailing wrapped in a gasp, Crawling with the base of the scales, And fucking fiddles with the feet on a balancing act, You were gagged, bound and craft in a tale, Trailing wrapped in a gasp. All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall, All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of

a snake pit on the wall. jackofcourse

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