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Amy
04:02
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Amy, you’ve been on my mind, occasionally but not all of the time
Someday I’m gonna find a way, to tell you...goodbye
Don’t claim, that you were not aware, this blame is one thing we can share
I’ll tell you everything that’s true, that you don’t want to know
And Amy...Amy...Amy....yeah
Our love was never meant to be, out of false necessity
You and me, when it suited us to be, but we – we were a lie
Forgive me for causing you offense, to let it be would make more common sense
But Amy, this guilt is haunting me, when I try to sleep at night
And Amy...Amy...Amy...yeah
Amy, you’ve been on my mind, occasionally, but not all of the time
Someday, I’m gonna find a way, to tell you
Goodbye
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Brand New Second-Hand
03:06
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How much would you pay for a broken-down derelict, stripped of everything valuable and given the flick
Open to the elements, exposed to the weather, the rust is the only thing that’s holding it together
But it’s got four wheels and the motor’s still running, it’ll get ya from A to B although the pace is hardly stunning
It’s not a used car, I’m just using an analogy, a simile to simply tell you all about me,
How I’m brand new, second-hand
I might look shiny by the bright light of day, but I’ll look a little different once the polish wears away
And you’ll forget what you saw in me, or why you were hoarding me, so instead of adoring me you’ll end up in deploring me
I’ve been around the block, too many miles on the clock, but best believe I’m not the only wreck on the lot
There’s plenty of other suckers who are down-on-their-luckers, I only hope I’m sold before those other motherfuckers
I start to shiver just a little (when you ask me to deliver) ‘cos I don’t come with a guarantee
I think it’d be amazing (if I rise to the occasion) but it isn’t quite a certainty
You came into this with eyes wide open, knowing what you’re in for, I’m not joking
Don’t expect your money back if I don’t get it up to scratch, I’ll do my best to satisfy and that is a fact
But let’s accept this premise ‘cos this gift horse is a menace, look him in the mouth and realise it’s all been an act
So pile up the waste right (somebody’ll come overnight), to take it all away to get it out of your sight
One woman’s trash (is another one’s treasure), I’m just glad that we had a little time to spend together
And soon they’ll come collect me so that you can forget me, I’ll be waiting at the junkyard for somebody else to get me
Cos my life’s not over, just my usefulness to you, and soon you’ll find another nut that’s needing a screw
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Hollow Man
04:15
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Hey, boys and girls, look who is on your TV, your favourite fella, saying ‘vote for me’
And if you find his pitch too much to handle, too bad he’s broadcasting on every channel
He’s got a reason for the loot he’s taking, a shiny smile and suit but he is faking
He’ll tell you why he’s taking from the needy, his only purpose is to feed the greedy
Give me a story, man, I’ll try to swallow, I’d love to like you man, but you’re so hollow
You’re so hollow!
We’re off to war to bomb some other nation, I’m not contented with your explanation
I pay my taxes to support the poor, and not for financing a foreign war
He plays the press, the press just play along, forget to ask him why he did such wrong
It doesn’t matter who lives or dies, as long as everyone still buys his lies
You know he’s perfect for the rich white male, he’ll never stop them, make them go to jail
If his criteria you try and fail, you’re getting locked up and there is no bail
They say be selfish forget unity, we’re not supporting your community
They say compassion’s going out of style, just take it all and take it with a smile
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Mean It
03:43
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Sometimes I might seem terrified, sometimes my tongue might get tied
Before I show you how I feel, I have to know my feeling’s real
So darling if I hesitate, have the patience please to wait
Cos once I’ve told you that I’m sure, I’ll be yours forever more
I don’t care, what you say if you mean it...
Never had a lucky break, just a string of bad mistakes
I was on the bridge to love, but it wasn’t strong enough
It gave way and down I went, just another accident
Now I’m sore and full of pain, but I’m going to climb again
Thought I’d been in love before, it turns out she wasn’t sure
She was only hanging round, waiting there to put me down
She was only standing by, til the next thing caught her eye
Years go by and she is gone, leaving me to carry on
Too many people spend their days, going on their separate ways
They’d rather tell each other lies, than learn to live with compromise
I guess I’m just the same as them, I just didn’t know it then
A lie is easier to sell, the truth is kinda hard to tell
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My Arsenal
05:07
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Not feeling so confident today, there’s an ultimatum and it’s coming my way
Feeling like just David might have felt, if he had to face Goliath with no slingshot in his belt
And you might say I’m foolish not to run, holding a Swiss Army Knife while facing a machine gun
I might live to fight another day, but could I live with myself if I turn and walk away
Only sticks and stones, only sticks and stones, only sticks and stones... In my arsenal
Pick my battered face up off the floor, the referee is counting eight and I can’t take much more
The Champ is waiting in the ring, I haven’t hit him once although I’ve thrown everything
And you may say that I don’t have a hope, against a super-heavyweight, my back against the ropes
Sure I’m gonna lose the final bout, but I swear I’ll hit him once before he knocks me out
Load up your guns, take the safety off the clips, centre your scope on my skull and let rip
Too bad I’m still here, cos you missed with your shooter, cos your marksmanship’s worse than an Imperial Stormtrooper
Of course I don’t help myself with the value of my life, walking into a gun fight with a Swiss Army Knife
They say, count your blessings when you’re going to heaven, Mac 11, M16 and an AK47
Lining up in the Crimean, with my man Lord Cardigan, I joined the Light Brigade to parade in the face of Russian guns again
And it’s not if you win, it’s how you fight on the day, at least that’s what you say to yourself as you run away
From the fields of battle where you hear machine guns rattle, lead you into the slaughter-house just like a herd of cattle
There’s no shame to run, from the battle of Verdun, find a foxhole to hide in until the war has been won
But sooner or later you’re gonna have to come out and stand up and fight, they might take your life, but they won’t take your rights
So tonight I’m gonna pick up some sticks and some stones, they might only raise bruises but my words could break bones
So tonight I’m gonna pick up some sticks and some stones, they might only raise bruises but my words could break bones
So tonight I’m gonna pick up some stones and some sticks, look you right in the eye, do you feel lucky you prick?
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My Limitations
04:06
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She looked at me and said, ‘I think you know what’s coming next, and I don’t think you’re going to like it’
Well I didn’t have to pry, I knew exactly why I should not be that surprised
Do you really think you’ve got a special case to be aggrieved if I mistreated you
Everyone must know, just how bad I can go, you can’t say I cheated you
But I’m not talking about my limitations, I don’t care to live up to all of your expectations...
He said ‘don’t you think you’ve got a lot of nerve to show your face around here’
Don’t think that we’ve forgiven or forgotten anything, let me make that perfectly clear
You shouldn’t be surprised if we can’t disguise, just what we really think of you
There’s a lesson learned in every bridge you’ve burned, and someday it’s gonna burn you too
You’ve got problems with me, well I’ve got problems of my own, more than I could ever say
I’ve run out of toes and fingers, now I’m going to need an abacus to help me count the ways
But every blow, that ever laid me low, I’ve made a full recovery
Each new way you’ve found to knock me to the ground, I’m gonna learn to defy gravity
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Obitchary
03:49
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I read in the paper you wouldn’t be with us anymore
Sure I’ll shed a tear, but not for you I fear...
You were everything I wanted, nothing I could ever take, I try hard to deny it, though it’s been a big mistake
Don’t listen to the words I’m saying, listen to what’s left unsaid
Bitch! I’m glad you’re dead
You made me to a martyr like that’s all I was to you, and once I’d served my purpose you moved on to something new
I should have known my worth to you was only ever in my head
Bitch! I’m glad you’re dead
And all the scars you gave to me are never gonna heal, and though it’s been a while now, the pain I feel is real
But tears I could be crying are better off left unshed
Bitch! I’m glad you’re dead
I used to have some plans for us you clearly were above, you never met a mirror with which you did not fall in love
But if I cannot have you no-one’s gonna claim you instead
Bitch! I’m glad you’re dead
I’m going to your funeral so I can pay my disrespects, in case you think I owe you I’ll throw in the hole a cheque
Across your tombstone is one place I’ll never fear to tread
Bitch! I’m glad you’re dead
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Ready to Shine
04:48
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I could never, never meet, anyone like you, though I search through a million years
And though my future lies down a different path, my heart says stay a while, you might be surprised
There is no right or wrong what we do here, cos what we do is our affair
Let’s keep it here, do I make myself clear?
Cos you and me are ready to shine, we’ve got no time for walking the ground
We’ll get our way, our star will go supernova, supernova
There is poison in the well, there’s blood in the sea, there’s a curse upon this land
But worst of all is thinking we’re not meant to be, I guess some people don’t understand, come take my hand
It’s not who you are, it’s what you believe in, I believe in you and me
Let the world see, that we can be free
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Spoiler
04:15
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I have come here just to spoil your party, I have come here just to wreck your day
The milk of human kindness has gone sour, burst your bubble and give the game away
I have come here to make you unhappy, and put that load right back upon your chest
The grass is greener outside the asylum, but that is where you’ll stay with all the rest
Bruises come and go, they say, but I will never go away, I have come here just to spoil your day
The milk of human kindness has gone sour in the bottle now, I have come here just to spoil your day...
You tell yourself that you have made the grade now, the upwards-moving people you’re among
But I have stolen your ladder to the top now, I took it and I broke every single rung
The girl you told me that you really treasure, you said she never would be leaving you
I guess you were never meant to be together, she told me after I slept with her too
Yeah...
I stole the final piece out of your jigsaw, and your whodunit novel’s final page
I stole away a dozen of your birthdays, just so I can tell you to act your age
You might tell me that I’m a nasty person, you might tell me that I have gone too far
But deep down inside you know you deserve this, just think of me as your personalised karma
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Suffering
04:44
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Tell me, what kind of fool leaves himself unprotected? When defences are down and you end up infected
Well I thought I could be strong, but now I’m weak instead, you’re the Common Cold, you keep me wrapped up in bed
When you’re silent you strike before I can react, how I forget just how deep you impact
And I lay on the floor, unsure if I’m alive or dead, you’re a migraine you leave me clutching my head
Just the touch of you and my skin freezes and burns, I shake and I shiver but no comfort is earned
And my sheets end up on the floor all dripping wet, you’re a fever you leave me covered in sweat
Just the thought of you preys on my waking mind , whatever else I try to do, you remind me every time
And like a flash the pain returns from where it was flung, you’re a toothache I can’t stop probing with my tongue
They say what doesn’t kill you, just makes you stronger, I don’t think I can keep feeling this weak very longer
I only know I’m going to miss you, when you’re not around to stay, you’re an asthma attack, you take my breath away
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The Hedgehog Song
03:34
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Tip the Bottle
05:09
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Tip the bottle, tip the bottle baby
I made all my mistakes alone, now let’s make one together
Another sip of the wine, you won’t remember you know better (well...)
It’s 1792 in the Winter Palace, and I’m staring at this woman in her mistress’s dress
I’m a pompous princeling popinjay, but my liver is a mess
Clowns and the courtiers, lords and the ladies, all try to play me, for my affection
But I can’t take my eyes from the serving girl’s direction
I said come over here my dear, I don’t care who you are, just take a seat next to me up at the bar
No need to say ‘Nyet’ let, just give me a ‘Da’, tonight if you want we can overthrow the Tsar
It’s 1892, I’m lost on Baker Street, the fog’s so heavy I can barely see my feet
My gin bottle’s nearly empty and I need a place to sleep
Before I even know, what’s coming over me I knock at the door of 221B, Watson bade me enter for opium and tea
Sherlock came stumbling in, he was missing a shoe, dropped his violin cos he’s already had a few
He said tell me your name, sir, cos I don’t have a clue, I said I’m Moriarty and I’m so pleased to meet you!
New York’s depressing at the best of times but it’s 1930, walking down the street I see this girl whose dress is dirty
Don’t tell me what’s coming next, what I don’t know can’t hurt me
I take a sip for luck, go over say ‘tell me will ya, come back to my soup kitchen, another drink won’t kill ya’
She said ‘Too late I’ve got a date with a great big gorilla’
I say no way, Fay Wray, you’re making me frown, we don’t go for grumpy monkeys up in this town
He might take Empire State, but I’ll take off his crown and we’ll drink from the grape when the ape lets you down
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