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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 Doctore
Good Doctor
Take that ..Take that
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
No star
I don't feel proper
I went to the doctor to get a prescription
I told her little fact
But lots of fiction
About a bad back
That I aint got
They tried to sell me faith healing
I think not
I want Zanax, Vicidin and Oxycotton
Funky fill the form out
So I can drop them
Got all these demons
And I can't stop them
To tell you the truth Doc
I might have a problem
Robbie Williams take one Adoral with water in the morning
Pfftt as if I'm going to take one tablet
I'm Keith Moon
Dickhead
They say this one's to take you up
They say this one's to take you down
When I took them I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
Five star
I don't feel proper
You know what Doc,
its all right you know
I just hurt me leg
It's not terminal
But a painkiller could help
for what's wrong with me knee
And I'm a little bit down
From too much tea
Got my own collection
Can't get an erection
If I take 'em too long
They'll fu.ck me complexion
That's right, if I take 'em for like more
than four days in a row 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
They say this one's to take you up
They say this one's to take you down
When I took them I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
Five star
I don't feel proper
Now if you go to the barber shop long enough
then you're gonna get a haircut
If you go to the doctor's regularly
then you've gots to be a fu.ck up
Now I got five or six if I'm at a loss
Do I have a history of drug abuse?
No I never tick that box
And I know one or two of you could be really really cross
When the drugs don't work
Prescriptions pills the boss
Glory days are gone
And we've all stopped having it
No raves no more
Just bedside cabinets
Sleepers are great
But don't start dabbing it
The world carries on spinning
Well mad, isn't it
Take that ..Take that, isn't it?
They say this one's to take you up
They say this one's to take you down
When I took them I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
No star
You all right star?
Five star
I don't feel proper
You all right star?
No star
Are you five star?
No star
Are you all right star?
Five star
I don't feel proper
Know what doc
Its not like I've been doing any research or anything
But if you could give me any of the following pills
I'd be very very grateful
'Cause I feel poorly
So that's
Codeine
Morphine
Opium
Methadone
Menocrabedene
Hydroanoxycodeine
Anolodene
Buprenopheine
Butrophenol
Adorel
Dorel
Work with me antidepressants
But not St Johns Wort
'Cause I can get that at Boots
The Actor(Principal actors to the stage please.
Act one is about to begin
in 8 seconds.)
First you can't act, now you can't stop
(That's my motivation)
I used to like you a lot
(I was the class nerd)
Exactly who I'm supposed to be?
(I'm totally Strasberg)
You play a doctor on TV
(What you're doing is so weird)
Deep down you're dirty, but you try it
(I'm a good person)
The truth would break you, so you lie
(I want my work to narrow)
It's in the choices that you make
(I want to inspire)
No talent, just fate
I don't know where you begin
I end
We start
Again
I need
You love
We all watch
The actor acting
The actor acting
Good from far but far from good
(All I have is my instinct)
You left to act, I wish you would
(It's not acting, it's reacting)
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)
Made of sex, made of ale
(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
I don't know where you begin
I end
We start
Again
I need
You love
We all watch
The actor acting
Monroe (Monroe)
Barrymore (Barrymore)
Mansfield
De-de-den-de-den-de-den Judi Dench (Judi Dench)
Madonna Ritchie (Ritchie Ritchie Ritchie Ritchie)
Streep – Close – Hepburn – Burt Reynolds – Niven – Danson - Bundy – Bardot
Joaqin Joaqin Joaqin Joaqin Joaqin Joaqin Joaqin
Swank
I don't know where you begin
I end
We start
Again
I need
You love
We all watch
The actor acting
I don't know where you begin
I end
We start
Again
I need
You love
We all watch
The actor acting
In the future everybody will be anonymous for 15 minutes
You are
We all are
A test card
The stars of CCTV
We are the nature of the beast
Never touch That Switch
Never Touch That Switch
Size of which is paradoxic the only way you’re gonna stop this
In the vessel there’s a switch in the middle, you really shouldn’t fiddle cause its toxic. Listen up ‘cos it’s a red light, and the pressure’s blowing up tight
There’s a skism in the time mechanism, there’s a skism in the time mekanism
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
See the futures in the distance I know I’m facing some resistance
Getting back within the blink of a bubble, time machine never gives us any
Trouble. There’s a riot down in Shelton, only minutes after Brixton but this city never made it on the telly. Or the rumble of the nations underbelly
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
You know you’re heading for a meltdown, and you’re living in a tin town
Thinking that you’re gonna be somebody, living in the land of milk and honey
Listen up ‘cos it’s a red light, and the futures blowing up tight
There’s a skism in the time mechanism, there’s a skism in the time mekanism
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don’t know what it can do.
Burslem Normals
In your face there’s nowt left. They have defaced the marks you left upon the wall
The writing’s now not there at all, can you stand what you stood for, are you more normal than before?
Goodbye to the normals x 2
In your place there’s just chavs. 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.
There for two weeks by the surf, you used to know what we were worth before the normals fell to earth
Goodbye to the normals x 2
Whatever happened to, the Meir mortals crew, the fine young casuals blew a fuse and all the Burslem lads now that they’re all dads it meant so much to me, it makes me sad
In your wake, there’s nowt left
the 80s
The 80s
I smoke 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
Like I said
I lost my virginity to a girl called Anne-Marie
Well, she said she fancied me
And then she said "Fu.ck me" and I thought fu.ck 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
The 90s
Picking up the story from where I left off It’s 1990 now so school can f**k 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 nutster We had five quid between us and bought 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 give us a kissâ€
Phoned up Martin and Rich and carried on getting pissed Boys I don’t believe it, I’m goin’ to be famous Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of trainers I met the other guys, one seemed like a c**k I think it’s going to be like New Kids On The Block
I can’t be bothered ’cause I’m lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby
(I only wanted to get down
I’m making trouble in this town
For the five of us)
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 oneâ€
I can’t be bothered ’cause I’m lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby
(I only wanted to get down
I’m making trouble in this town
For the five of us)
Now it’s dinner with Versace lunch with Princess Diana And I’m gonna get battered if I go out in 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 f**k the band give me Sambuka and gak
I can’t be bothered ’cause I’m lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby
(I only wanted to get down
I’m making trouble in this town
For the five of us)
And now it’s breaking my heart because the dream’s turned to nuts 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 f**k’s wrong with Robbie He not answering his phone, he’s not talking to me I saw him on the telly at Glastonburyâ€
And now I’m running away from everything that I’ve been And I’m pissed and I’m f**ked, and I’m only nineteen I can’t conform no more, I can’t perform no more
But the boys know I’m f**ked 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 hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby
(I only wanted to get down
I’m making trouble in this town
For the five of us)
Summertime
This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy
Now I feel fine
This is how I pray, yeah
The more you say
The more you pray
The less it’s gettin’ you down
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 car
Drink a glass of wine
Admit it you feel great
It’s the summertime
This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy
Now I feel fine
This is how I pray, yeah
This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how we play in the summer
Got my glass of shandy
Now I feel fine
This is how I pray, yeah
And if your love has met its sad refrain
Believe me you will love again
All the best laid plans of mice and men go wrong
You can hear it in this song, oh
This is how I pray for the summertime
This is how I play in the summer
What’s mine is yours
Yours is mine
This is how I pray, yeah, ohohoh, yeah
You’ve got the funky drummer in 89
This is how I play, yeah, oh
The Mondays, the Roses
Blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes
In our Buffalo poses
Bank tellers, dropping little fellas
Loved up in the clubs
Of football thugs
No malice
I dig your dread locks
Buzzin’ up your socks
Big fish little fish
Card board box
So gimme french kiss
I’ll love your voodoo ray
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
In the summertime
When the weather is hot
In the summertime
On my mind
In the summertime
On my mind
I got shivers
Down my spine
On my mind
Happiness is surface blind
On my mind
On my mind