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I look like a Big Mac
But I only got a little soul.
I look like a big man
But I only got a little soul.
I look like a pygmy,
but I only got a little soul
I look like a big man,
but I only got a little soul
"Bad Cover Version" (MP3)
The world's on the street
The word's on the street
'Cuz you think that w*oring's cool.
'Cuz you think that poor is cool.
Absorb some facts and play some pool.
Smoke some fags and play some pool.
Because you think that porn is cool.
Because you think that poor is cool.
Cos you think that Porn is cool
Cos you think that poor is cool
I can talk lying in a coma.
Like a dog lying in a corner.
I can talk lying in a coma.
Like a dog lying in a corner.
I said, 'In that case, I'll have Roman Coca- Cola.'
I said, 'In that case, I'll have rum and Coca-Cola.'
I wanna live like colored people.
I wanna live like common people.
Kinda racist, dont'cha think?
I wanna live like coloured people
I wanna live like Common People
I wanna talk like Leonard Cohen.
Like a dog lying in a corner
Like an old, dead acolyte
Like a dog lying in a corner.
She came from greasy haven't feelt for loolly's
She stood at sculptures at some marks and scully's
She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge
She studied sculptures at Saint Martin's College
She studied sculpture at some artists' college
She studied sculpture at St. Martin's College
Winter cracks above the shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
By the fountain down Malone
By the fountain down the road
Disco me up in the year 2000.
Let's all meet up in the year 2000.
I never knew that you'd get married,
I would be living down here on my own
In that dump and only thirty years ago.
I never knew that you'd get married,
I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.
I'm not down and lonely 30 years ago
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago
I'm not down and lonely
On that damp and lonely
Let's all meet up when we're on holy ground.
Let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Race for the cup in the year 2000
Let's all meet up in the year 2000
Rattle me up in the year 2000.
Let's all me up in the year 2000.
The housemartin said that you were the best
Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was the best
And Martyn said that you were the best
Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was a mess
When we're all fully blown
When we're all fully grown
When we're all fully cloned
When we're all fully clothed
When we’re all fully clothed
When we’re all fully grown
With bulls*** on the wall
With woodchip on the wall
Won't it be strange when we're all fooling around?
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown?
You can't even bring a baby.
You can even bring your baby.
Your a** was very small
But you would s*** on the walls.
Your house was very small
With woodchip on the walls.
Your house was very small
With wood shit on the wall
Your house was very small
With wood chip on the wall
Your house was very small, there were lipsticks on the wall
Your house was very small, with wood chip on the wall
Your house was very small, with weird shit on the wall
Your house was very small, with wood chip on the wall
Your house was very small,
We rubbed shit on the wall.
Your house was very small,
With woodchip on the wall.
Your house was very small
With dog s*** on the wall.
Your house was very small
With wood chip on the wall.
Your house was very small
With bird s*** on the walls.
Your house was very small
With wood chip on the wall.
Your house was very small
With dog s*** on the wall.
Your house was very small
With woodchip on the wall.
Your house was very small
With lipstick on the wall.
Your house was very small
With woodchip on the wall.
Your name was "Da Mirror".
Your name was Deborah.
Your name was Demi Moore.
Your name was Deborah.
"Do You Remember the First Time?" (MP3)
You'll delay
You'll be late
Healthy Abe
Help the aged
Treat your stuff,
although he's looking rough
Teach you stuff,
although he's looking rough
You never let your maths slip
You never admit to it, you never w**** it.
You never let masks slip
You never admit to it, you're never hurried.
Laughing at the badgers
Laughing at your bad jokes
"Little Soul"
I look like a piglet, but I've got a little soul
I look like a big man, but I've got a little soul
Raced on down to the broken biscuits aisle
Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh
We want cheese balls.
We won't use bombs.
We want discos
We won't use bombs.
Ahimsa - It's time to preach Ahimsa.
Baby, you're driving me crazy.
Are you ready for what?
Are you ready to rock?
My mum has gone now, officer
The moon has gone down on the sun
"Something Changed" (MP3)
I could have gone to sleep with her instead
I could have gone to see a film instead
"Something Changed" (MP3)
I know the song to owls before we met
I wrote the song two hours before we met
"Something Changed" (MP3)
I wrote this song to a house before we met
I wrote this song two hours before we met
"Something Changed" (MP3)
I wrote this song to your arse before we met.
I wrote this song two hours before we met.
"Something Changed" (MP3)
Just give us a kiss to celebrate a new today
Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today
"Something Changed" (MP3)
Oh, this song, 2 hours before we met
I wrote this song 2 hours before we met
"Something Changed" (MP3)
Why did I write this song of lies one day?
Why did I write this song on that one day?
"Sorted For E's & Whizz" (MP3)
Got some tickets from some four foot bloke in Camden Town.
Got some tickets from some f***ed up bloke in Camden Town.
You still hate the sun
or
You still hate my son
or
Used to hate my son
Used to hate the sun
I want a bag
I want it bad
You're a hardcore, you make me hot.
You name the drummer and I'll play the bass
You are hardcore, you make me hard.
You name the drama and I'll play the part.
You're an uncle
You are hardcore
You name the drummer and I'll play the bass
You name the drama and I'll play the part