Lyric | Song Title |
Last night, the plans for a future war was all I saw on Channel Four... | |
What makes most people feel happy leads us headlong into harm... | |
And if a double-decker bus crashes into us... | |
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for... | |
Honey pie, you're not safe here, so you run down to the safety of the town... | |
With freedom and ease, combatting ignorance, dust and disease... | |
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry... | |
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye - a hideous trait on her mother's side... | |
You start to recoil - heavy words are so lightly thrown... | |
See, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad... | |
I just might die with a smile on my face after all... | |
Would you please let me see her? Do you really think she'll pull through? | |
I am human and I need to be loved... | |
From the ice age to the dole age, there is but one concern... | |
'Give up to lust, oh, heaven knows we'll soon be dust'... | |
I doused a friendly venture with a hard-faced, three word gesture... | |
Closer comes the screaming knife, this beautiful creature must die... | |
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If you must write prose and poems, the words you use should be your own... | |
And now I know how Joan of Arc felt, as the flames rose... | |
'Has the Perrier gone straight to my head, or is life sick and cruel instead?'... | |
It's not like any other love - this one is different because it's us... | |
The dark nights are drawing in, and your humour is as black as them... | |
Two lovers entwined pass me by... | |
He does the military two-step down the nape of my neck... | |
How can they see the love in our eyes, and still they don't believe us? | |
I had a really bad dream - it lasted twenty years... | |
The pain was enough to make a shy, bald Buddhist reflect and plan a mass murder... | |
No hope, no harm, just another false alarm... | |
'Drink and be ill tonight' - from the one you left behind... | |
On the day that your mentality catches up with your biology, come round... | |
The rain falls hard on a humdrum town... | |
I would go out tonight but I haven't got a stitch to wear... | |
There's somebody here who'll take a hatchet to your ear... | |
Gasping, but somehow still alive - this is the fierce last stand of all I am... | |
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And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion... | |
I decree today that life is simply taking and not giving... | |
I've seen you smile, but I've never really heard you laugh... | |
Too freely on your lips, words prematurely sad... | |
See how words as old as sin fit me like a glove... | |
How can someone so young sing words so sad? | |
Unruly boys who will not grow up must be taken in hand... | |
Fame, fame, fatal fame - it can play hideous tricks on the brain... | |
The rocks below say 'Throw your white body down'... | |
Writing frightening verse to a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg... | |
If you think peace is a common goal, that goes to show how little you know... | |
They said, 'There's too much caffeine in your bloodstream'... | |
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head... | |
Fifteen minutes with you? Well, I wouldn't say no... | |
It took a tattooed boy from Birkenhead to really, really open her eyes... | |
Don't try to wake me in the morning, 'cause I will be gone... | |
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