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Silly Feet 2
03:31
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You were an original fat suit wearer
Pop star footballer
Mischievous jokester
Your heart was beautiful
Slightly overweight
And it made you loveable
You smoked cigarettes
But you could play so wonderful
Tears for England in those games
Like memories in the rain
Wash away
Silly feet, two of them
And the ball stuck like with glue to them
You were a buffoon but you were never a hooligan
A loony tune
Battling your demons in
A bottle, pull your socks up now for England and get those silly feet on again
You were an original Geordie boy king
In a lineage of them
You could rap it like waddle
And score goals like Keegan
You were never unsung
And you were always up for fun
But get too close to the sun
And you get burned like anyone
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Everyone's talking about my baby
Superficial words always drive me crazy
But I'm never gonna ever stop feeling like I'm out of my mind
Strangers on a train, we could hatch a plot to kill
All the stupid people who sacrifice free will
Set the stun gun to 'mind numb' the brain dead humankind
Anyone who's anyone
Is just anyone, not you
But she knew too much
And I'm struck dumb in love
In the grand scheme of our plans to rule I'm just a pretender
I've become an agent of her lust
And that's just the price of love
Something's gone wrong with her algorithm
There's a gleam in her eye that says I'm her next victim
I'm happy to report that I offer me up to her desires
I'm in love with the girl who knew too much
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What I own minus what I owe
What I am worth I am worth!
It's impossible to know
I'm the sum of several things
Nationally-insured citizen!
It's not a matter of earnings
Jealousy compares
And everyone says that they hurt
But what do they mean?
We quantify, look to the sky and ask why?
Value is written in swirls
It is coded and I don't know why
Assets and equity serve
And are eroded with the passing of time
Time, time, time
What I am versus what I own
I couldn't care less, I'm careless!
I can't account for what I've blown
Keep a tab for all of your friends
Because they're worth less, they're worthless!
Just for the message that it sends
Tell lies
Size up and rise up
And fantasise
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Well it's known
That you can't take it with you
But I think that you can
They were wrong
And when I go I wanna go a rich man
When I go, I wanna go a rich man
I'll seize it all and they can be damned
When you're gone
You're returned to the air and earth
It's where you belong
And you're sown
To fertilize the land and feed a generation
Let us burn, let us burn
Turn our cash to ash, it's what we've earned
It goes on, it goes on
And on and on and on
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I Should've Said Nothing
03:14
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I should've said nothing at all
Feel like you've gone on a long vacation
But you're never coming back no more
Watching the train pull out of the lonely station
I've got a long way to walk
Through the mall
Lots of shoppers heeding marketing calls
It's a bore
I should've said nothing at all
The sun's a ball of fire in the sky
Floating in the blue with no clouds or direction
And people come from miles away
To burn on the sand searching for relaxation
I've got a lot of empty talk
It's small
Lots of dreams but no real goals
Life's a ball
I should've said nothing at all
I've got a bad-ass pair of ray bans
To cover my eyes while my soul is hurting
Might as well just work on my tan
And wile away the summer feeling pretty vacant
I've got a whole world to explore
This fall
I've got nothing to say anymore
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I Like Dumb Tunes
03:20
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I like dumb tunes
It's so uncool
I like that dress you wear when you get in my hair and it's all good
I'm not as miserable
As people think so
I just like to get down on these things like I'm above it all
Like I'm above it all
It's uncool cuz it's not ironic at all
I like dumb tunes
Make me happy when I miss you
I like dumb tunes
Make me feel good when I do feel miserable
I like dumb tunes
Like Black Flag too
I still like to let my hair down on occasion like I'm youthful
Can't be as physical
As maybe I'd like to
But I can still rock n roll like I was born to wear suede shoes
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HMV Is Dead!
03:39
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Functional things are wonderful things
I read books about everything
Balance sheets and boardroom meets
The ceo's gotta go cuz he's got kids at home
We dream economically
I used to love the feeling of buying a cd
But what does it mean about me?
Remember 94
They opened a flagship store
Spending weekends at the mall
I loved that record store
I professed to hate
Capitalism and the unfree state
Contradictions are great
Never thought about my parents working late
Teen dreams are just packaging
We unwrap to reveal nothing but then we write our stories in, hoping to become something
Friendships are just bonds of sweat
Intangibles we can't forget
Memories are there to remind
About the way we change all the time
And these are just changing times
So say goodbye to that enterprise
They only seemed to charge a fair price
When we all knew they were going to die
Our cultural lives are short
Dog-eared imprints of what we've sold and bought
But those opening chords were divine
Soundtracked me dreaming that I'll make you mine
It's all so hard to define
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Our Future City
05:48
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It could be me, it could be you
It could be me, or anyone we know
You could be the first to go
To the countryside or down to the coast
Yes it's true, houses are too
Expensive but we'll just rent till we've saved for a year or two
Cuz I never wanna move
Our town's the best and we got proof
I never take the riverboat to work
The river snakes through the city centre and breaks
It in two, all spread out, green brown and blue
Our town's got something for everyone!
The city grew, houses are new
Buildings live and breathe and adapt to what people do
Slight roadways are barely used
More decorative, preserved for historical value
And on skyways we all move
And in our heads we see what we choose
At work and play tech has improved
But in truth we're just the same, and so we give the past it's due
The river snakes through the city centre always
The water sparkles so clear because the bed's been paved
Piping's been laid, silver and grey, the ores we crave are there
We're mining for utopia!
The future's ours
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Adventureland
03:30
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I see you in the spotlight dreaming and it makes me sad
I wanna call you but I know it'd just make you mad
My heart aches driving through the city in a taxi cab
Wanted to whisper in your ear but I can't go back
Words keep killing me
Words keep filling my head
It's so clear
Your heart's so pure
It's warm as earth and soft as snow
(I love you just the same yeah)
My heart it died
It's hard as dirt and cold as ice
(but my feelings haven't changed, no)
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Big Noise Strikes Again
03:22
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The humidity makes me feel like a kid
Dancing in the rain drinking Pabst Blue Ribs
Skinny little divs doing that funny knee twist
That's the way they did it in the indie rock vids
Now I'm all grown
And my friends are all grown
That me fifteen years ago
Is hard to recognize
Now we're just getting on with our lives
I can't dance and I can't sing
That's how you know that I'm the genuine thing
We sang songs to feel like we belonged
To put your arms around a memory's fine
Big noise is a friend of mine
This rigidity makes me feel so sick
Waiting for a train in my commutering skivs
Got reflective, is this how I wanna live?
But perspectives get confused when the world is so big
now that I'm all grown
And I've got to get along
So I can't dance, I can't sing
Don't wanna learn, I'll say a prayer out on the wing
We sang songs and it never felt wrong
Some chords and passion - aimless ambition
Big noise strikes again
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