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"853-5937"
Angela can't wake up to the phone
Angela can't make it to the phone
"853-5937"
Angela come naked to the phone
Angela can't make it to the phone
"853-5937"
If you look I'm naked to the bone
Angela can't make it to the phone
"853-5937"
She’ll give you a wing when she is home
She’ll give you a ring when she is home
"Annie Get Your Gun" (MP3)
Don't shoot that singer
You're doing number one
Don't shoot that singer
You're shooting number one
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
And here in the bar
Where the analyst found
Another nail for my heart.
And here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart.
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
And here in the barn, with the animals
Found another nail for my heart.
And here in the bar, the piano man's
Found another nail for my heart.
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
And here in the park
In the Aramis fountain
Another nail for my heart.
And here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart.
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
And in the park, by the L was
Found another nail for my heart.
And here in the bar, the piano man's
Found another nail for my heart.
The L, as in Chicago's El train.
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
I had excuses, those little boy lies
That she computed by watching my eyes, and talking funny
She couldn't stand it, I'm mad at her heart
She dropped her makeup and ran behind the bar
And nothing turns me
I had excuses, those little boy lies
That she computed by watching my eyes, and told me firmly
She couldn't stand it, I'm bad on her heart
She dropped her makeup and now I found the bar
Now that concerns me
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
So here in the bar
Where the enema's found
So here in the bar
The piano man's found
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
That's cupid above, that feels only love
That stupid old bud, that kills only love
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
The case was closed and under the bed
She made a call for a sympathetic permanent arrangement
The door was closed, there was a note
I couldn't be bothered, maybe I'll jumble our engagements
With whacky beans and falling crowds
Chell lying to be good by not being proud
The case was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a sympathetic friend and made arrangements
The door was closed, there was a note
I couldn't be bothered, maybe I'll choke no more engagements
With where have you beens and faraway frowns
Trying to be good by not being round
"Another Nail In My Heart" (MP3)
The stupid above, that kills on me love
I want to be good inside my love
That stupid old bug, that kills only love
I want to be good, is that not enough?
"Another Nail in My Heart" (MP3)
And faraway clowns
And faraway frowns
"Another Nail in My Heart" (MP3)
No evidence found
The piano man's found
"Another Nail in My Heart" (MP3)
The piano was found
The piano man's found
Were they looking for Billy Joel?
"Another Nail in My Heart" (MP3)
With where are the beans and faraway towns
Trying to be good by Latvian ground
With where have you beens and faraway frowns
Trying to be good by not being round
"Another Nail in My Heart" (MP3)
With where have you beens and faraway frowns
Trying to be good by knobbing around
With where have you beens and faraway frowns
Trying to be good by not being round
"Black Coffee In Bed" (MP3)
'Black' caught me in bed.
Black coffee in bed
"Black Coffee In Bed" (MP3)
And I'm back on my feet.
or
And I'm back on the street.
or
And I'm back on the beer.
or
And I'm back on the pier.
And I'm back on the beat.
"Black Coffee In Bed" (MP3)
And she caught me in bed.
Black coffee in bed.
"Black Coffee In Bed" (MP3)
Now she's gone
And I'm out with her friend.
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend.
"Black Coffee In Bed" (MP3)
Say, there's nothing to it.
or
Say, there's nothing to eat.
Says nothing to me.
"Black Coffee in Bed" (MP3)
There's a stain on my notepad
There's a stain on my notebook
"Black Coffee in Bed" (MP3)
This is Spain in my notebook
There's a stain on my notebook
"Black Coffee in Bed" (MP3)
With lips full of fraction
With lips full of passion
A fancy that's so fancy that I want a piece of flesh
I'll give a little missile and I'll spend a little cash
But all I get is be-er and a nasty little rash
I fancy this, I fancy that, I wanna be so flash
I give a little muscle and I spend a little cash
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And he wakes to find the violence dead and an a*se in his hats
And he wakes to find the fire's dead and arrows in his hats
He wakes to find the fire's dead and arrows in his ass
He wakes to find the fire's dead and arrows in his hat
I fancy this, I fancy that
I want a piece of flesh.
I fancy this, I fancy that
I wanna be so flash.
Paul the Cat
Cool for cats
School for cats.
Cool for cats.
Shape up at the disco
And I think I've got a ball.
Shake up at the disco
And I think I've got a pull.
The Indians send signals from the rocks above the past
The Indians send signals from the rocks above the pass
The Sweeney's doing ninety
'Cuz they've got nowhere to go.
The Sweeney's doing ninety
'Cuz they've got the word to go.
The score is with the corporal.
The squaw is with the corporal.
The squaw with the cool pussy is tied against the tree
The squaw is with the corporal, she is tied against the tree
The swing is doing ninety 'cause they've got nowhere to go
They'll get a gang of villains in a shed up that they throw
They're counting out the fivers when the ear comes back again
In and out of Wantsworth with another Sunday night
It's funny how the missus always looks so bleedin' sane
And meanwhile at the station there's a couple of likely lads
Who're swiller as your father and they're very cool for cats
The Sweeney's doing ninety 'cause they've got the word to go
They'll get a gang of villains in a shed up at Heathrow
They're counting out the fivers when the handcuffs lock again
In and out of Wandsworth with the numbers on their names
It's funny how the missus always looks the bleedin' same
And meanwhile at the station there's a couple of likely lads
Who swear like how's your father and they're very cool for cats
Two f*ckheads
Cool for cats
And Dave & Buster's comes around
And Davy Crockett rides around
And meanwhile at the station there's a couple of likely lads
Who smell like Estes Fauvre, and they're very cool for cats
And meanwhile at the station there's a couple of likely lads
Who swear like, "How's your father?" and they're very cool for cats
It's funny how the missus always looks the bleedin' same
It's funny how their missus always look the bleedin' same
The score is with the corporal, she is tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language, it's the thinkin' she don't need
She lets loose all the horses when the corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fife is gettin' arrows in his hats
The squaw is with the corporal, she is tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language, it's the beatin' she don't need
She lets loose all the horses when the corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fire's dead and arrows in his hats
To change the mood a little I've been posting Dan a pub
To change the mood a little I've been posing down the pub
To change the mood a little I've been showing off my nuts,
On seeing my reflection, they're looking slightly rough
To change the mood a little I've been posing down the pub,
On seeing my reflection, I'm looking slightly rough
Sunshine on the lan' oh!
Woke me with a shake I looked around to find her but she'd gone.
Sunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake I looked around to find her but she'd gone.
"Heaven Knows"
We may be f***ing mad
We may be barking mad
No one can hear me now again
No one can hear me knocking
Take it to the Grinch
Full of all his toys
Take it to the bridge
Throw it overboard
Beat me up with your lettuce, your walk-out notes.
Beat me up with your letters, your walk-out notes.
Beat me up with your lettuce
Your walk out notes.
Beat me up with your letters
Your walk out notes.
Beat me up with your
your walk out notes.
Beat me up with your letters,
your walk out notes.
It's a kipper kipper kipper disguise
It's a cupid cupid cupid disguise
Let's go with a book and a drink
Legs up with a book and a drink
It's a kitten kitten kitten disguise
It's a cupid cupid cupid disguise
My ass has froze, while yours has dropped
My assets froze, while yours have dropped
The hotter, hotter, hotter it gets
The tougher, tougher, tougher it gets
"Labelled with Love" (MP3)
And shuffles around in her candle-lit novel
And shuffles around in her candle-lit hovel
"Labelled with Love" (MP3)
Eli the Cowboy died drunk in his slumber
He, like a cowboy, died drunk in his slumber
"Labelled with Love" (MP3)
Like some kind of wish with blue fingers in mittens
Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens
"Labelled with Love" (MP3)
On Mom-eaten armchairs she'd say that she had sat on
On moth-eaten armchairs, she'd say that she had sod all
"Sod all" is a British slang term, meaning nothing. So in this song "She had sod all" means "She had nothing" and that she is in poverty.
"Labelled with Love" (MP3)
She crossed the ocean back home to her family
But they had retired to Rhodes with her Sandy
She crossed the ocean back home to her family
But they had retired to roads that were sandy
"Labelled with Love" (MP3)
She spells like the cat and the neighbors she thickens
She smells like the cat and the neighbors she sickens
"Labelled with Love" (MP3)
Thanks to remember, I'm weeing myself
And winds up the clock and knocks dusk from the shelf
Rome is a love that I miss very much
Drinks to remember I, me and myself
And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
...to pose around the ha bah bah
...to pose around the harbor bar
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
And I feel like William Taylor.
And I feel like William Tell.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
And I feel like William Tell
Made merry and then I'm hurt...tiptoe feet
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
And I feel like William Terrell.
And I feel like William Tell.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
And everybody wanted that
And everybody wants a hat
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
But behind the shadow, a holiday's complete
But behind the chalet, my holiday's complete
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Look behind the shell, a holiday's complete
But behind the chalet, my holiday's complete
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Maid Marian and her tits so free
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Maid Marian on her t**-toed feet.
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Maid Marion, I've heard, picks her feet.
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Pulling muscles by Michelle
Pulling mussels from a shell
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Pulling muscles for Michelle
Pulling mussels from the shell
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Pulling muscles from Michelle
Pulling mussels from a shell
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Pulling muscles from a shed.
Pulling mussels from a shell.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Pulling mussels for Michelle
Pulling mussels from the shell
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
They do bingo all night
In for bingo on the 9's
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
They do it at Marquay. (Pronounced 'Mar- kee)
They do it at Waikiki.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
They do it down on campuses.
They do it down on camber sands.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Two bag ladies window shop
Something for the mantlepiece
April bingo all at night
The panama sweet little niece.
Two fat ladies window shopping
Something for the mantlepiece
In for bingo on the nines
A panda for sweet little niece.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Two fat ladies window shopping
Something for the man who pees.
Two fat ladies window shopping
Something for the mantlepiece.
"Pulling Mussels (From The Shell)" (MP3)
Two fat lazy widows shopping
Something for the masterpiece.
Two fat ladies window shopping
Something for the mantlepiece.
"Pulling Mussels (From the Shell)" (MP3)
But behind the Chevy
But behind the chalet
"Pulling Mussels (From the Shell)" (MP3)
But behind the shouting, a holiday's complete
But behind the chalet, my holiday's complete
"Pulling Mussels (from the Shell)" (MP3)
Bullying Marsha and Michelle
Pulling mussels from a shell
"Pulling Mussels (from the Shell)" (MP3)
Pulling muscles from the shell
Pulling mussels from the shell
"Pulling Mussels (from the Shell)" (MP3)
Purina Dog Chow
Pulling mussels from a shell
"Pulling Mussels (from the Shell)" (MP3)
They do it while I pee-pee
They do it at Waikiki
"She Doesn't Have to Shave"
There's a point that you reach
Let him down, lost for speech
Nations calling, tent in space
It's so slow, face to face
There's a point that you reach
Hand held down, lost for speech
Patience gone, tact mislaid
Insults swapped, face to face
"Slap and Tickle"
He drunk himself back sofa
He drunk himself back sober
"Slap and Tickle"
Looking out across the septic
Looking out across the city
"Slap and Tickle"
She was frigid like Joe Biden
She was frigid like a bible
"Slap and Tickle"
They sat like Salt-N-Pepa
They sat like salt and pepper
Could they have predicted the future of a famous group named Salt-N-Pepa?
"Take Me I'm Yours" (MP3)
Abusing belly dancers distracts me from my wine
Amusing belly dancers distract me from my wine
"Take Me I'm Yours" (MP3)
I've come across the Datsun
I've come across the desert
Datsun was the name of what Nissan cars were made back when this song was made.
"Take Me I'm Yours" (MP3)
I've come across the devils
I've come across the desert
"Take Me I'm Yours" (MP3)
I've come across the devil
I've come across the desert
"Take Me I'm Yours" (MP3)
My ego flies tomorrow.
My eagle flies tomorrow.
"Take Me I'm Yours" (MP3)
My evil eyes tomorrow
My eagle flies tomorrow
Banking like the food of another
Tempted by the fruit of another
But to get it all, I know I will
But forget it all, I know I will
Dentyne by the fruit of another
Tempted by the fruit of another
This was featured in a commercial for Dentyne Tango.
Healthy by the fruit of another
Tempted by the fruit of another
I asked to my reflection: tell me, what is 32?
I asked of my reflection: tell me, what is there to do?
I bought a bottle of birdseed.
I bought a novel, some perfume.
I bought a marble, some birdseed
I bought a novel, some perfume
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, bananas for my face.
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face.
I said to my reflection, "Let's get out of this plane"
I said to my reflection, "Let's get out of this place"
I said to my reflection, "Let's get out of this plate"
I said to my reflection, "Let's get out of this place"
New shoes and a face
New shoes and a case
Tainted by the fruit of another
Tainted but the truth is discovered
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Tempted by the food of another.
Tempted by the fruit of another.
Tempted by the food of your mother.
Tempted by the fruit of another.
Tempted by the foot of your mother
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted by the fruit of an udder
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted by the fruit of your mother
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted by the truth of another
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted by the truth of your mother
Tempted by the fruit of another
The bimbo keeps on cryin'
And wishing I was well
The people keep on crowding
Ain't wishing I was well
The people keep on crying
And wishing I was well.
The people keep on grabbing
Ain't wishing I was well.
There’s my lover
or
There’s my mother
There’s no other
Tinted by the fruit of a lover
Tempted by the fruit of another
What's been going wrong?
What's been going on?
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for my cloth
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock.
Your buddy gets much closer....
Your body gets much closer
"Third Rail"
As much as I can
As much as I care
"Third Rail"
The brother's not there
The problem's not there
"This Summer"
And when we're skipping storms tonight
It feels so good that you're with me
or
And when we're skipping stones tonight
It feels so good that you're with me
And when we're skimming stones tonight
It feels so good that you're with me
"This Summer"
Mouth expresses thongs
Mouth expresses thoughts
"This Summer"
This summer there won't be a cloud in the sky
I'm so naked I feel I could take on a fly
This summer we've rolled up the sheets of the bed
This summer there won't be a cloud in the sky
I'm so made up I feel I could take off and fly
This summer we've pulled all the sheets off the bed
"Trust Me To Open My Mouth" (MP3)
On a big mouth bicycle.
I'm a big mouth I suppose.
And now we're two years older
Her mother's been a soldier.
And now we're two years older
Her mother's with a soldier.
I got a job with Stan Lee
He said I'd come in handy
I got a job with Stanley
He said I'd come in handy
She gave birth to a dog turn.
She gave birth to a daughter.
She looked just like her mother
Her dad could be another.
She looked just like her mother
If there could be another.
The evening at four fifty
I took a rather nifty
Down to an naked baiter
And thirty minutes later...
This morning at 4:50
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
And thirty mintues later...
This morning at 4:50
I took her Honda 50.
This morning at 4:50
I took her rather nifty.
And when the time was ready
We had to sell some jelly
Played evenings by the fire
With little kids inside her
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little kicks inside her
Listen very closely. It clearly sounds like Glenn Tilbrook is putting a P in front of “late”, making it sound more like “played”.
Down to an inky painter
And thirty mintues later...
Down to an incubator
And thirty mintues later...
I got this job with Jamie
I got this job with Stanley
I worked all through the winter
The weather bastard bitter
I worked all through the winter
The weather brass and bitter
Out on the windy comma
Out on the windy common
She gave birth to a daughter
A little yellow porker
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker.
She gave birth to a daughter
We call her Annie Walker
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker.
She gave birth to a daughter
We didn't even rock her
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker.
She gave birth to a daughter
We'd better get a porter
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker.
The devil came and took me
From Barton Street to boogie
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
"Vicky Verky"
All along the high street
A special orange ice cream
All along the high street
They'd splash out on an ice cream
"Vicky Verky"
Well, he ran off to Barstow
Well, he went off to borstal