| Letras:
Rudebox
Ok then back to basics grab your shell toes
and your fat laces
A little hand clap for some funk faces
and make your body move in the following places
goes up your back and then down your spine and when it hits your head
Ok then back to baseheads dance like you just won at the special Olympics
I got the rudebox of the back of a spaceship, so sick I just had to take it
The R.U.D.E.B.O.X. up yer jacksy, split yer kecks sing a song of semtex,
pocket full of durex body full of mandrex
Are we gonna have sex (yes) will you wear your knee socks (ohh) back to the
rudebox
Got this double fantasy where we just never stop,
I've got one design and that's to funk you to the top
Know whats on my mind there's only one thing you will find
I got one design and that's to bump you til you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Ok then back to spaceship, take both pills fuck the matrix
Jack those jills shake your Playtex rock 3 stripes not the asics
A.D.I.D.A.S old school cos it's the best %u2013 yes
Tk max cost less yes
Jackson looks a mess bless
Ok then what to do
if you try to jack me ill rudebox you
if you rudebox me ill rudebox your whole crew
cos its what I do aint that right boo %u2013 true
I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border cos the sheriff's after
me for what I did to his daughter
I did it like this you did it like that I love it when you double clap clap
Grab this double fantasy where we just never stop
I've got one design and that's to funk you to the top
Know whats on my mind there%'s only one thing you will find
I got one design and that's to bump you til you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Ok then check the tan line, make your body shape like you're stood on a
landmine
call me on my mobile not the landline and the jack the mainline at the same
time
Ok this is what we do, got a jam so fresh its nice for you
Ok give it what you got and dial 808 for the bass to drop
Ok then whats the fracas grab your cardy your lead hat and your bus pass
you don't sweat much for a fat lass grab your rudebox cos your box is
righteous
Ok bum rush the show I got high speed dubbing on my stereo and all the tunes
in the box are the cherrio
I know I told you before
did you hear me though
Grab this double fantasy where we just never stop
ive got one design and that's to funk you to the top
Know whats on my mind there's only one thing you will find
i got one design and that's to bump you til you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox (repeat to fade)
Viva Life On Mars
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I lost all faith in what I know
The future doesn’t need me so
I kick a bow
Again a woah
And yet
Until it don’t hurt no more
Use my cuts and lacerations
Feed myself a new sensation
Woah
Woah
I take a ride on your high horse
The horse is blind
Use the force
A falcon flies in two straight lines
Red five standing by
Start a morning subspace station
It feels good the good vibration
Woah
Woah
I’m all that you know
Some lovely people
Send them all an invitation
Party to a segregation
Woah
Woah
Viva life on mars
I’m calling
Sending my frequency
To the galaxy
See as only you can see
Be more than me
They don’t want us to discuss
The picture in the gaze of us
A nosebleed and a bag of coal
Then they put you in a hole
We’re knee deep in information
They cant stop this conversation
No
Woah
I’m all that you know
Some lovely people
Send them all an invitation
Party to a segregation
Woah
Woah
Viva life on mars
I’m calling
Sending my frequency
To the galaxy
See as only you can see
We’re all down here
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
Love is natural
Love is good
Not everybody does it
But everybody should
Them and us
We’ve made a mess
Till they decide which God is best
Free yourself from liberation
From Lake Geneva to the freeland station
Woah
Woah
I know that you know
Some lovely people
Send them all an invitation
Party to a segregation
Woah
Woah
Viva life on mars
I’m calling
Sending my frequency
To the galaxy
See as only you can see
We fall down here
Viva life on mars I’m calling
Viva life on mars I’m calling
Viva life on mars I’m calling
Viva life on mars I’m calling
Lovelight (versión Lewis Taylor)
what am I supposed to do
to keep from goin under?
now you're making holes in my heart
and yes it's starting to show
i've been holding back
is it any wonder?
since you walked right into my life
and interrupted my flow
[chorus]
and I wanna know
baby when you're with me
who do you think you're fooling?
making me feel so sure
turnin your lovelight down again
why don't you let me be?
you don't know what you're doing
making me feel so sure
turning your lovelight down again
(did it again, did it again)
baby i've got to know
are we gonna make it?
laying down beside me tonight
do whatever you feel
baby you're in control
where you gonna take it?
don't you think that I do you right?
you know darn well that I will
[chorus]
and I wanna know
baby when you're with me
who do you think you're fooling?
making me feel so sure
turnin your lovelight down again
why don't you let me be?
you don't know what you're doing
making me feel so sure
turning your lovelight down again
baby you turn the lovelight down
and I don't know
just how long I can stick around
girl I need more
and it ain't just easy girl
but I don't know what I can do
cause I found
it ain't love this time around
keep turning down your lovelight
did it again
King Of The Bongo (versión Manu Chao)
Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I started bangin' my first bongo
Every monkey'd like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong
I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown
So I play my boogie
For the people of big city
But they don't go crazy
When I'm bangin' in my boogie
I'm the "king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Hear me when I come baby
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town
I'm the king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
"King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Hear me when I come baby
"King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Hear me when I come
They say that I'm a clown
Making too much dirty sound
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Hear me when I come, baby, king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong...
Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me
I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town
But I'm the king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
"King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I started bangin' my first bongo
Every monkey'd like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Parfois j'aimerais mourir tellement j'ai voulu croire
Parfois j'aimerais mourir pour ne plus rien avoir
Parfois j'aimerais mourir pour plus jamais te voir
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Parfois j'aimerais mourir tellement y'a plus d'espoir
Parfois j'aimerais mourir pour plus jamais te revoir
Parfois j'aimerais mourir pour ne plus rien savoir
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, tous les jours
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus, mon amour
She's Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
I don't miss you
just who you used to be
And you don't ring true
So please stop calling me
Your "I love you" is are ten a penny
You're dropping clues
like you've got any
You got to choose
There's been so many
ohhhh
I love you baby
but face it she's Madonna
No man on earth
could say that he don't want her
This look of love says I'm leaving
you're frozen now
I've done the freezing
I'm walking out
Madonna's calling me
She's got to be
obscene to be believed
That's her routine
Not what she means to me
I found myself by circumstance
Across a room where people dance
And quite by chance
She' danced right next me
I love you baby
but face it she's Madonna
No man on Earth
Would say that he don't want her
It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
but she's got her groove on
I'm sorry love
Madonna's calling me
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
I want to tell you a secret
We're having drinks
with Kate and Stella
Gwyneth's here
she's brought her fella
But all I wanna do
is take Madonna home
I love you baby
but face it she's Madonna
No man on earth
would say that he don't want her
It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
but she's got her groove on
I'm sorry love
Madonna's calling me
Keep On
KEEP ON
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel
Vein popping
Heart clogging
Name dropping
Life stopping
Got no strings
But I think with my dingalingaling
Can’t sing can’t speak ting tong’s tong ting
I’m popping
And I’m locking
Pulse stopping
Hypnotic
Got no strings
But I think with my dingalingaling
Wing chang with the ching ching ting tong’s tong ting
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never had any love I’ve had
So much love it’s driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say très bon
Dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw in my soul mine
If you’re in the club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart
No leaving
Shallow breathing
Girl weeping
Teef teathing
Got no strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu tang with the bling bling
Sing a song sing sing
Naughty things
We’re geezing
Day creeping
Got not strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu tang with the bling bling
I spin with a tin tin gin grin
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never have any love I’ve had
So much love it’s driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say très bon
Like a dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw in my soul mine
If you’re in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel
Croups crouping
Roots rooting
Ludes looting
Loops hooping
Got no strings but I think with my dingalingaling
Two two for the two ting tong ting two stonking
Two’s two
Looks luking
Fruits fruiting
Sleuths sleuthing
Got no strings I think with my dingalingaling
Root root for the rooting
Toot toot for the tooting
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never have any love I’ve had
So much love it’s driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say très bon
Like a dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw my saw mine
If you’re in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Good Doctor
Chorus
You alright star
No star
You alright star
You alright star
No star
I don ‘t feel proper
1st Verse
I went to the dr to get a prescription
I told him little fact and lots of fiction
About a bad back that I ain’t got
He tried to sell me faith healing
But I think not
I want Xanax, Vicadin and Oxycotton
Funky fill the form out
So I can drop em’
I’ve got all these demons
And I can’t stop em’
To tell you the truth Doc
I might have a problem
Robert Williams take one adoral with water in the morning
As if I’m goin’ to take one tablet I’m Keith Moon Dick head
Chorus 2
He said this one’s to take you up
Wow how
He said this one’s to take you down
When I take um I don’t feel sound
And I look rather… Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
I don ‘t feel proper
2nd Verse
You know what Doc its alright and all
I just heart me leg its not terminal
But a pain killer could help for whats wrong with my knee
And I’m a little bit down from too much tea
Got me own collection can’t get an erection
If I take em’ too long they’ll fuck me complextion
That’s right If I take em for like more than a few days I get that haunted
look
Give me loads of pills, Give me loads of pills, Give me loads of pills, Give
me loads of pills
Chorus 3
He said this one’s to take you up
Wow how
He said this one’s to take you down
Wow how
When I take um I don’t feel sound
And I look rather… Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don ‘t feel proper
Middle 8 ish
Now if you go to the barber shop long enough then you’re goina’ get a hair
cut
And if go to the doctors regular, then you gots to be a fuck up
Well I’ve got 5 or 6 if I’m at a loss
Do I have a history of drug abuse, well I never tick that box
And I now that some of you are going to be really really cross
The drug’s stop working so prescription pills are boss
The glory days are gone and we’ve all stopped havin’ it
No raves no more just bedside cabinet
Sleepers are great but don’t start dabbing it
The world carries on spinning we’re mad in’it
Chorus 3
He said this one’s to take you up
Wow how
He said this one’s to take you down
Wow how
When I take um I don’t feel sound
And I look rather… Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don ‘t feel proper
You alright star
No star
Are you five star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don ‘t feel proper
Know what doc, it’s not like I’ve been doin’ any research or anything
But if you can give me any of the following pills I’d be very very greatful
cos I feel poorly
So that’s
Codeine
Morphine
Opium
Methadone
Menocrabedene
Hydroanoxycodeine
Anolodene
Buprenopheine
ButroPhenol
Adorel
Dorel
Work with me antidepressants
But not Saint Johns Wort
Cos I can get that at
Boots!
The Actor
Principal actors to the stage please,
Act One is about to begin in 8 seconds.
VERSE ONE:
First you can't act, now you can't stop,
(What's my motivation?)
I used to like you... a lot,
(I was the class nerd)
Exactly who I'm s'posed to be,
(I'm totally Strasberg)
You play a doctor on TV,
(What you're doing is SO brave)
VERSE TWO:
Deep down you're dirty but you try,
(I'm a good person)
The truth would break you so you lie,
(I want my work to matter)
It's in the choices that you make,
(I want to inspire)
No talent, just fate.
CHORUS:
I don't know where you begin,
I end, we start
Again,
They need, you love,
We all watch
The Actor Acting.
VERSE THREE:
Good from far but far from good,
(All I have is my instinct)
You love to act, I wish you would,
(It's not acting, it's re-acting)
Act like you're not from out of space,
(When I'm on stage I feel alive)
You know ambition isn't grace,
(For me it's the craft)
VERSE FOUR:
Made of Sex, Maida Vale,
(Would I do better in New York)
You are the Alpha Male,
(I'm just too pretty for that role)
You are the good, you are the great,
(The words have power)
Now let me fill you with my hate.
(CHORUS)
MIDDLE 8:
Monroe,
(Monroe)
Barrymore,
(Barrymore)
Mansfield,
(MANSFIELD)
D-d-d-d-Dame d-Dame d-Dame Judi Dench,
(Judi Dench)
Madonna Ritchie,
(Ritchie)
Ritchie, Ritchie, Ritchie.
Streep,
Close,
Hepburn,
Burt Reynolds.
Niven,
Danson,
Bundy,
BARDOT.
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
S****.
(CHORUS)
OUTRO SPEECH:
In the future,
Everybody will be anonymous for fifteen minutes,
You are, we all are a test card,
The stars of CCTV,
We ARE the nature of the beast.
Never Touch That Switch
One love, one love, one thug
One nation, twenty-one gun salute
I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Twenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me
Talkin bout he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies, nigga I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now we out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talk, nigga close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy lets be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein a thug
You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's going on
Payback, I knew you bitch niggas from way back
Witness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldn't play that
All you old rappers trying to advance
It's all over now, take it like a man
Niggas lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Tryin to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Lovin how I got you niggas crazy
Against all odds
Hopin my thug motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke, against all odds
Hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
Jewelery, fast cars and he's known for flashing (What's his name???)
Listen while I take you back (NIGGA SAY HIS NAME!) and lace this rap
A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack
Knew he was workin for the feds, same crime, different trials
Nigga, picture what he said, and did I mention
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time
I know you bitch niggas is listenin, The World Is Mine
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up
Heard the guns bust but you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine on everything I own
I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga, "WHY YOU LIE?!?"
Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front
Here we come, gunshots too tut, now you stuck
Fuck the rap game, nigga this M-O-B
So believe me we enemies, I go against all odds
I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Puffy gettin robbed like a bitch, to hide the fact
he did some shit he shouldn't have did, so we ride em for that
And that nigga that was down for me, restin dead
Switch sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathin or dead
Lord listen to me
God don't like ugly, It Was Written
Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten
You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers
All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers
Now you wanna live my life, so what's a hasa Nas?
Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies
Load em up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie you die, GOODBYE
Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me nigga
Against all odds
I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
[repeat]
Against all odds
[Twenty-one gun salute]
One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!)
Twenty-one gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of duty
Representin to the fullest bein soldiers with military minds
that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute
I salute you my niggas, stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for you
To all you bitch made niggas, I'm comin for you
Against all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot
Hell no I ain't forgot nigga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war unless I got my money behind me
Aight, I got my money right here, now I want war
Louise (versión Human League)
When he saw her getting of the bus
It seemed to wipe away the years
Her face was older, just a little rough
But her eyes were still so clear
He drank his coffee and he hurried out
Across before she walked away
Then he approached her like a little child
Too scared for what he had to say
Hello, louise,
Remember me?
Now should we part
Or stay awhile?
As if we were still lovers
She took a moment just to recognise the man shed known so well before
And as he started to apologise
Lose any bitterness she bore
She gently put her finger on his lips
To let him know she understood
And with her suitcase standing on the floor
Embraced him like a lover would
He told louise
You look so good
Its just you see
You make me feel
As if we were still lovers
Its not always true that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you dont wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something truly real, that you never found again
And though they talked for just a little time
Before she said she had to go
He saw the meeting as a tiny sign
That told him all he had to know
And so louise
Waved from the bus
And as she left
She gave that smile
As if they were still lovers
We're The Pet Shop Boys (versión My Robot Friend)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
(Yeah)
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
It's another world here
The streets are gleaming
I was even dreaming
That they're paved with gold
Seventeen, at half past ten
All the crowds are surging past
An electric display
There's another world here
Below shop windows
Upon the pavement
Where you wave goodbye
Boys and girls
Come to roost
From Northern parts
And Scottish towns
Will we catch your eye?
While you pretend not to notice
All the years we've been here
We're the bums you step over
As you leave the Theatre
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
It's another world here
Somebody is singing (Yeah)
I was only wishing
For a bit of cash
From a patron of the arts
Or at least the phantom of the opera
Will I catch your eye?
While you pretend not to notice
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
All the years we've been here
We're the bums you step over
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
As you leave the Theatre
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Ha ha ha ha...)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
(Everybody)
Pavarotti in the park
Then you walked back up the Strand
Did you catch my eye?
And then pretend not to notice
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
All the years we've been here
We're the bums you step over
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
As you leave the Theatre
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
In the end, you pretend
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
'Cause it's so much easier
We're the bums you step over
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
As you leave the Theatre (Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu
Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
We're the bums you step over
(Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu Tu ru tu tu tu tu)
As you leave the Theatre
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Ha ha ha ha ...)
(Ha ha ha ha ...)
(Ha ha ha ha ...
Burslem Normals
Can you hear me?
In your face
There's nowt left
They have defaced
The marks you left
Upon the wall
The writing not on there at all
Can you stand what you stood for
Are you more normal then before?
Goodbye to the normals
Goodbye to the normals
In your place
There's just chaps
The kids aren't alright
They know
They're born today
Reaching out to feel the sun
At the time it seemed like fun
I was there when you got done
Lived two weeks by the surf
We used to know what we were worth
Before the normals fell to earth
Goodbye to the normals
Goodbye to the normals
Whatever happened
To the mean mortals crew
The fine young casuals blew a fuse
And all the Burslem lads
Now that they're all dads
They meant so much to me
It makes me sad
In your wake
There's nowt left
Kiss Me (Versión Stephen 'Tin Tin' Duffy)
In my young life I have received
Callers as though they were Christmas Eve
Disappointed and I don't know why?
She gave me laughter and hope
And a sock in the eye.
(A love like this is sealed with a kiss)
In my young life and I know something now.
I've never tried to create a wow
Wows are few frustration more common
Now I can feel it in my soul
That's why I gave the come on...
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
Faces fall before my feet
Like blood onto a clean white sheet
When I grow old I won't forget
To innocence my only debt.
Wow I feel so fresh today
Barefoot in the snow to make love in the hay
The stars are bright in the abyss
Now I can feel you in my arms
I explode inside your kiss.
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
The 80s
I smoked Consulate and Park Drive
Drank Newcy Brown, learned how to skive
Polo mints to hide my breath from my Mum
Did a little weed 'cause it felt like fun
Did a little speed if my friends had some
Nicked Volkswagon badges, I'm a Beastie Boys son
Me so horny, me so young, and I still get my washing done
Auntie Jo died of cancer, God didn't have an answer
Rhythm was a dancer, any room for a chancer
That's me in the corner, thanks Sir
Wore a Troop track suit, British Knights shoes
Kangol hat like L.L. Cools
Before I was having it, having it large
They nicked the B.M.X. from out my garage
And I knew it was Tire from off the estate
'Cause every time I saw him he smiled like we were mates
From then on in, I'd have to walk to me Nan's and I'll dream my dreams for a
sea of prams
Like a hooligan on the football stands and I threw the V's to Leeds and West
Ham
And then I ran, I ran so far away
Down Scotia Road to a taxi bay
Then I ran again 'cause I couldn't pay
Young Muslim didn't get his fare that day
I apologise today
Things look better when they start
That's how the 80's broke my heart
And who are you calling poof
You like Wham, man
I hate that stuff
And then my Granddad died and left a hole in the family
And lots of women there to nanny me
School was a laugh, they didn't have A.D.D
Thick was the term they used for me
Over and over, repeatedly, over and over
Take my breathe away, pass the bidley bidley bidley bidley bong
Pass it on the left hand side
Right turn, Clyde
That girl in the fourth year got pregnant
She was raised Catholic, brilliant
I cried, she cried, we cried
Her youth died
Drank cider in the cemetery
The year above us had discovered 'E'
And I said it weren't for me
Twelve pounds fifty
I could rob my mum's purse and buy one off Chalky
Met a girl on Monday, drank fizzy pop on Tuesday
Fingered her on Wednesday, and on Thursday and Friday, and on Saturday
Dumped by Sunday
Things look better when they start
That's how the 80's broke my heart
The wonder years I've played my part
That's how the 80's broke my heart
I lost my virginity to a girl called Anne-Marie
Well, she said she fancied me
And then she said "Fuck me" and I thought fuck me
And I'm all talk and it'll be over too quickly
And it was but I couldn't care less
I'd seen a girl's part, made a mess on her dress
Oh yes, you're now rocking with the best
Second person in my year that had seen a breast
I'm in my 30s now and I'm still impressed
Why the Falklands Mum, and what have they done
Where do girls come, where do girls come from, where do girls come from
It's the 80's what you looking at, you mong
So young, so long, so young, so long
Too short, so long
What you looking at, you mong
Too short, so long, too short, so long
So long
The 90s
Picking up the story
from where I left off
It's 1990 now
So school can fu.ck off
I got no GCSEs,
nothing higher than a 'D'
I couldn't tell me Mum
because she'd batter me
Me and Tate sat on the bowling green
Life was a sh.itter
We had five quid between us
And bought us six cans of bitter
I took me ten Benson home
And I smoked through the sorrow
If I could just avoid me Mum
Maybe I'd tell her tomorrow
I stumbled through the door
I said Mum it's like this
She said "That man's been on the phone
And you've made the list
You're in that boy band son
Come and giz' us a kiss"
Phoned up Martin and Rich
And carried on getting pissed
Boys I don't believe it
I'm gonna be famous
Pick you up in a Porsche
and buy you lots of trainers
I met the other guys
one seemed like a cock
I think it's going to be like New Kids On The Block
I can't be bothered 'cause I'm lazy
(I only wanted to get down)
I hate those that hate me
I can't forgive and it's crazy
Baby
Now I'm a video star
(I'm making trouble in this town)
Do you know who you are?
(For the five of us)
Baby
I adopted four brothers,
Some I liked more than others
One was like a brother from another mother
But the lead singer made it hard to like him
And I still loved him
despite him
The first three months
you know I nearly quit
I played snooker with my Dad
he said "Don't be a dick
Unload the bullets
you're mind is a gun
You're gonna shoot yourself when they're number one"
I can't be bothered 'cause I'm lazy
(I only wanted to get down)
I hate those that hate me
I can't forgive and it's crazy
Baby
Now I'm a video star
(I'm making trouble in this town)
Do you know who you are
(For the five of us)
Baby
Now it's dinner with Versace
And lunch with Princess Diana
And I'm gonna get belted if I go out of my manor
Cause as much as we were loved
We were also hated
The boys got jealous
Cause the girls got plated
And now we're famous and that
and we're dancing and that
And I'm thinking I can sing
why am I stood at the back
So fu.ck the band
give me Sambuka and gak
Now we're all a bag of nerves
Were not a band of brothers
I can't be bothered 'cause I'm lazy
(I only wanted to get down)
I hate those that hate me
I can't forgive and it's crazy
Baby
Now I'm a video star
(I'm making trouble in this town)
Do you know who you are?
(For the five of us)
Baby
And now it's breaking my heart
because the dream's turned to sh.it
It ain't broke but I'll break it in a little bit
And I'm always in trouble
but I've stopped saying sorry
Everybody's worried
What the fu.ck's wrong with Robbie
He's not answering his phone
He's not talking to me
I saw him on the telly at Glastonbury
And now I'm running away
from everything that I've been
And I'm pissed and I'm fu.cked
and I'm only nineteen
I can't conform no more
I can't perform no more
But the boys know I'm fu.cked
and so they show me the door
And if the truth be told
I wasn't fit enough to stay
So I put my head down
and walked away
That was the 90's
90 to 95
I can't be bothered 'cause I'm lazy
(I only wanted to get down)
I hate those that hate me
I can't forgive and it's crazy
Baby
Now I'm a video star
(I'm making trouble in this town)
Do you know who you are
(For the five of us)
Baby
Summertime
This is how I pray for the summertime
This is how I pray for the summer
Got my my glass of shandy
Now I feel fine
This is how I pray in the summer
If the more you pray
The more you stay
The less it's gettin you down
If the more you pray
The more you stay
The less it's gettin you down
Autumn time leaves fallin' all around
Wintertime follows suit
Little bunnies freezin' in the snow
Winter's such an ugly brute
Mid city blues gettin' you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your card
And drink a glass of wine
Admit it you feel great
It's the summertime
This is how it feels in the summertime
This is how I feel in the summer
Got my glass of shandy
Now I feel fine
This is how I play, yeah
This is how I feel in the summertime
This is how I feel in the summer
Got my glass of shandy
And I feel fine
This is how I play, yeah
And if your love has met it's sad refrain
Believe me you will love again
All the best laid plans of my mice and men wrong
It's written in this song, oh
This is how we feel in the summertime
This is how we feel in the summer
What's mine is yours
What's yours is mine
This is how I play, yeah
This is how we feel in the summertime
This is how we feel in the summer
Take it back to the summer of 89
This is how I play, yeah, oh
This is how we feel in the summer, oh
Spoken:
The Mondays, the Roses
Blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes
In our Buffalo poses
Bank tellers, stroppy little fellas
Loved up in the clubs
Of football thugs
No malice
A dicky dread locks
Boozin' off your socks
Big fish little fish
Card board box
Gimme french kiss
I'll love you from the rain
I dream of Santa Ana on the road to Mandalay
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
On my mind
On my mind
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
I got shivers
Down my spine
Dickhead
This is “T” to the mother fucking “Ofty”
What’s you’re problem Dickhead
1st Verse
Don’t kick my dog dickhead
Don’t beep at me dickhead
Why d’you mug me off in my car dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
Theres a dickhead in you’re mouth
A dickhead on parade
Do not have kids
Don’t want dickheads to be made dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
Why d’you piss me off in first class dickhead
I’m not sitting here to be treated like a dickhead
Bumba Clart, kin’ Raas Clart
Where’s the Chorus dickhead
Chorus
Isn’t it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you’ve gone off me, don’t be so sloppy..baby
Isn’t it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I’m so lovely…baby
2nd Verse
If you diss me you’ll sell copy dickhead
What d’you expect dickhead
Radiohead dickhead
This is pop dickhead
Size tens dickhead
break you’re shins dickhead
My security are a viscious crew
They’ll kick fuck out of you
Only if I ask them to, but
They’ll kick fuck out of you
You’re going home in a Stafordshire Ambulance
I wasn’t looking at ya’ bird dickhead
She was looking at me dickhead
Who do I think I am dickhead
Who the fuck are you dickhead
You must have me confused
With someone who gives a shit
I’ve found the dickhead of the year
And you are fucking it dickhead
Where’s the chorus…no chorus.. dickhead
Chorus 2
Isn’t it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you’ve gone off me, don’t be so sloppy..baby
Isn’t it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I’m so lovely…baby
The Tofty Rap
I’ve got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I’ve got a bucket of shit
I’ve got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I’ve got a bucket of shit
Not, horse shit, cow shit dog shit no real shit
I’ve got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I’ve got a bucket of shit
Verse 3
Why d’you cut me up in my car dickhead
Why d’you say bad things ‘bout my bra dickhead
I’ve got nothing for you dickhead
Go to bed dickhead
Don’t wake up dickhead
Who gives a fuck dickhead
No one gives a fuck about you cos you’re a dickhead true
See your mate over there in the corner he’s a dickhead too like you,
dickhead
Chorus 3
Isn’t it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you’ve gone off me, don’t be so sloppy..baby
Isn’t it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I’m so lovely…baby
Dickhead |
