[Instrumental]
Stole the name from the working class
Turned us into working brass
Sweating till my back breaks everyday
Take the long walk through the factory gates
As a nation is born a city is laid
A power generates for political gain
The rich man makes his way to capital goal
As a working man tries to make his way in the world
WE'RE ONE COMMON VOICE
WE'RE ONE COMMON VOICE
WE'RE ONE COMMON VOICE
IN THE WORLD
Some say your cards are all dealt in advance
Some say you're never ever given a chance
Till the day you die hope purities help
When the morning bell rings you're on the way to hell
Borders are the same between our kind and theirs
Been the fucking same for hundreds of years
As the working class struggles to get ahead
Someone brings the power down and knocks it on the head
Didn't want the dole money in his hand
So he formed a chaos band
He didn't depend on anyone
He wanted to have some fun
[Chorus:]
Johnny took a chance that's what he said
Nobody Listened and now he's dead
He didn't want no boring job
Or to become part of the mob
He didn't rely on anyone
and so became a kid on the run
He was the one who led the crowd
The law said his voice was too loud
They're determined to make him pay
And later that night he passed away
We grew up together when we were only kids
Fighting against a world that didn't really exist
Don't know where it went wrong
And I don't know who to blame
NO TIME FOR YOU NOW
STILL WE CARRY ON
NO TIME FOR YOU NOW
STILL WE CARRY ON
NO TIME FOR YOU NOW
STILL WE CARRY ON
Nestling on your pedestal low as low can be
The streets where we came from is where I wanna be
A rumour here a rumour there this time you're gonna fall
Time has passed the youth has gone you didn't get the call
Been banned from the Whiskey A Go Go
Been banned from a club in Soho
Been banned From Red Lion Square
Been banned from every where
No one likes us
No one likes
We're the Business and we don't care
Your music will never last
Your music is much to fast
Your not wanted in this industry
Your music will never be
No one likes us
No one likes
We're the Business and we don't care
The glimmer of the past is held so dear
there`s nothing else left for me here
We were young and withstood the knocks
we were the kings of the tower block
Smashing windows, fight all day
your no good - my mother would say
on the same side, even way back then
I`ve been kicking around this town so long
I don`t know what to do
Generation
Generation
No Mercy for you
All the buildings in my town are grey
Cold, Mean, Cruel - No future, No Way
With its own justice and rules within
walls this filthy have no sin
The police don`t come round here no more
protect the rich and fuck the poor
to old to cry, to young to know why
I justify this last goodbye
I run a shop upon the hill
I give out orders at my will
People do as they're told
Till the day that they're old
Apart from the work, life's a toss
Cos at home my wife's the boss
I've got mortgage and all the loans
And a wife 3 kids and moans
[Chorus:]
Mortgage Mentality,
Mortgage Mentality, Mortgage Mentality
Mortgage Mentality
I'm not really the one in charge
For this shop is much too large
I just wouldn't know what to do
I'm just another fool
For the guvnor it's plain to see
That's it's just got to be me
I'm the one with all the debts
So I've got to be the best bet
Newspapers, Magazines, Jobs galore
Middle class students, oh what a bore
Designer labels trendy post codes
Putting Charlie up your nose
Brand new cars take a look
Paid by daddy's big cheque book
Your rebellion stands at the back of the club
Inking down notes with the bands blood
WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS
WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS
WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS
WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS
LITTLE BIT OF TROUBLE YOU TURN TAIL AND RUN
WHAT YOU ONCE BELIEVED IN NOW YOU TAKE THE PISS
BY WORD OF MOUTH AND NEGATIVE PRESS
What goes through your mind is a mystery
You watch street bands kickin in history
We're having a say your having a go
You're the first to spot a row at a punk show
Dancing and music's about having fun
Why'd you give him 18 years
Leave a family drowning in tears
Baby boy baby girl
Now their lives a living hell
Some say it shouldn't be done
But life on the dole ain't no fun
SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN DONE
YOU'RE AN INFORMER
You didn't have to name him to the law
Just trying to stop from being poor
Hopes the kids will pull through
Without a dad coz of you
Some say it shouldn't be done
But life on the dole ain't no fun
Some say you cards were marked in advance
Gun in your hand and God on your side
a shot rang out on a London night
In a land where justice is a game
As dawn breaks over London town
Hell 2 pay
Revenge you find is nowhere to be found
Forget ? Forgive ? I`m gonna take you down
With a friend started as a brother
I ended with no brother
I don`t wanna talk about Love peace and flowers
I don`t wanna take your drugs just to while away the hours
I got no bread on the table
I got no job that`s fucking stable
You don`t like the way I look
You only like to stare
HATE KILL DESTROY
HATE KILL DESTROY
John Lennon`s hippy shit - Love, peace & fun
The only peace he got was from the barrel of a gun
The sounds of the 60`s - sounds so shit to me
Punk rock`s the king, you stupid little hippy
Harry runs his business
From above the dodgy Ino
His brother is a chemist
It's a front for Anadin
What's his name? Harry May [x2]
[Chorus:]
Harry [x4] May, Harry [x4] May
Harry's got a roller
A shooter in the boot
Killing is his living
It's where he makes his loot
Now he's turned 60
He's given up his shooter
And he's always on the piss
YOUR JUST A HOOLIGAN
A HARDCORE HOOLIGAN
YOU'RE JUST A HOOLIGAN
A HARDCORE HOOLIGAN
They've taken the game out of our pockets
They're filling theirs up and its time to stop it
Cost of the tickets has gone through the roof
Hard to afford we're the living proof
Football clubs taking the piss
Boys like you don't put up with this
All seater grounds the rucking's no more
But up at the station we'll still have a war
3000 miles is a long way to go
To be beaten by a dwarf in Mexico
He was an aged cheat who didn't give a damn
Couldn't use his head so used his hand
They forgave the blind old sod
And Maradona claimed it was the hand of God
So out of the cup but what you expect
From a poxy little country and a circus reject
Argy-bargy
hanky-panky
naughty naughty
handball
The British boys in the Mexico sun
Stood their ground a
And HareDuke on the run
Same old story you always start
You not got the bottle and you ain't got a heart
And where the English and we play it fair
We lost the Cup but we don't care
Everyone knows the final score
But who won the Falklands war
Two or one a final score
Now on to the Falklands war
You preach anarchy, but you make the rules
Setting up heros like celluloid fools
In 20 lines you put the the world to right
You're anti war, but you wanna fight
[Chorus:]
Guttersnipe, Guttersnipe
you ain't so right
you ain't worth, ain't worth a light
You spread the lies to hide the truth
leaders of the misled youth
Promote the myth to hide the vice
Intellects who don't think twice
You got your badges, you've got your causes
Label under civillian forces
In black and white upon your face
There's nothing but an empty space
My team jut lost 4 - 1
feeling bad and feeling glum
to the pub on a saturday night
30 minutes later and I feel alright
We`re the Guinness boys
love your women and drink their beer
The mother in law`s got some front
but I like a drink its a way of life
it gets me out and away from the wife
[Chorus]
my mates and me are having fun
I look to the clock its half past one
the wife`s gonna kill me and the door will be locked
I`ve got no money cos I spent the lot
You never question, you never ask why
You never listen, you never try
Never wanting to make a stand
With people like you humanity's damned
[Chorus:]
Get out while you can
Get out while you can
Get out while you can
Get out
Bomb could drop, but you don't care
The cupboards empty, but you won't share
People repressed but you don't see
The normal attitude sickens me
Was a sunny day in a Munich stadium
All the beer in Munich cant console them
As Oliver hit the turf
It was English footballs birth
It was there biggest loss since 1931
England 5 germany1
Michael Owen is number 1
Beckenbauer and Voller thought they d seen it all
Steven Michael Emile and golden balls
Running rings round you there was nothing
You could do England's glory
We changed the story
Now where pulling
England 5 Germany 1
Michael Owen no1
We got a Swede called Sven Gor Eriksson
Bobby Moor is now David Beckham
So Germany rip where the golden age to be our time has come
There on the run its time for victory
Half past 5 I'm in the pub
Six O'clock it's home for grub
Eight O'clock I'm back to the bar
Sod the walk I'll take the car
[Chorus:]
Knock it back
Have another one
Drinking and driving is so much fun
In the motor off you go
Not too fast and not too slow
Keep your head and keep your cool
Must avoid that rightful pull
As you meander down the road
Don't forget your highway code
See the spot and take your pick
Out of the car to be sick!.....
Oh what a night in Sappro
We wiped that smile right off your face Diego
So don't worry Argentina
God might have his hands free
For your next game but you aint got no money.
Don't cry for me the bulldog biting back
1~~ 0 to the English boys so what do you think of that .
Liaring cheating scheming bunch of dress wearing poofs
Who"ve taken more dives than a prostitutes muff
The hand of god is the foot of Beckham
Igess thats no mean feat its nice to see
One thing god dosnt cheat .
Dont cry 4 me Argentina
The truth is we never loved u
All through your wild days
Your mad existence
We kept the Falklands
You kept your distance
It drives me mad, it makes me sick
There's no booze to make 'em tick
Just ecstasy and laser lights
They're too high to wanna fight
DEATH TO DANCE, DEATH TO DANCE
GOTTA KILL IT OFF WHILE WE GOT A CHANCE
Anonymous faces senseless noise
Music by numbers electric toys
Kids ain't brainless know what you nicked
Money from mugs another bands hit
It's disco music with another name
We smashed 'em up now we're back again
Dealers in the warehouse being brave
Now the time to rave to the grave
It all started way back then
A lifetime of robbery down in the East End
The jailbird's been freed to roam again
I got no money
It's easy to see what time has done to me
A broken man without any stability
IT'S THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY
IT'S THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY
PROFESSION OF VIOLENCE DON'T MEAN MUCH TO ME
Whispers of a job
Some things never change down in the Southside
This is my action I want a piece of it
Safety deposit box
The place I'm gonna nick it is up in Knightsbridge
This is my chance to get on my feet again
On ikkunassa karamelliverhot ja sein
Your tv image sofa and beers
Your gobbing off about Brittany Spears
Eaton Cambridge they paid for it all
You're just a wanker but you think your cool
Your shit and you know it
Your a middle class wanker and know it
Your shit and you know it
I can see through your image its bullshit
Your pc image is just banial
You play it of with your sexist style
You aint no different to what used to be
You wrap it up call it comedy
Your shit and you know it
Your a middle class wanker and know it
Your shit and you know it
I can see through your image its bullshit
You took the 3 Lions and made them your own
Who are you to say football coming home
You anit from the street
Your just so plastic made a living out of being sarcastic
Your shit and you know it
Your a middle class wanker and know it
Your shit and you know it
I can see through your image its bullshit
Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore
Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore viva viva
Bobby Moore's football machine
Everybody knew they'd seen a sensation
A a sensation here what I say now Bobby Moore's football machine
Everybody knew they d seen a sensation
Sensation hear what I say now
West Ham to England' s Wembley
They knew it just maybe he' s the best they have ever seen
Taught people how to play, the football game including Pele
A said he was the best he' d ever seen
Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore
No. 6 was all he knew he was the best in red white and blue
Turned out to the Captain of the crew
Beckenbauer would look in awe
Bobby was the score in a Sensation
Viva Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore
etc
I'm coming at you with the spirit of the street
From the ghettos with a hardcore beat
It don't matter if you're black or white
It's not your colour that makes it right
IF YOU MAKE A STAND
I'LL STAND WITH YOU
IF YOU TAKE MY HAND
WE'LL SEE IT THROUGH
Oi you punk what's wrong with you
Hardcore kids are coming through
Oi you skin how about you
You must unite or we'll be through
We've done our best to get by
Problems with this issue won't subside
One by one you can make a choice
One beating heart and inner voice
Gareth Southgate stood on the spot
Couldn't believe the chance he got
He'd be a hero with one toe punt
But sent it at the keeper oh what a cunt
SOUTHGATE'S GOING HOME, HE'S GOING HOME
SOUTHGATE'S GOING HOME, HE'S GOING HOME
SOUTHGATE'S GOING HOME - OH NO HE'S MISSED THE BUS
Should he hit to the left
Should he hit to the right
Don't really matter coz he was shite
That's the way our luck goes
Couldn't see the ball coz of the size of his nose
If I score this it'll be a killer
Coz they won't let me at Aston Villa
Didn't take a run up for the kick
Even me mum thinks I'm a prick
DANCE NOW WHATEVER YOU WILL BE
BUT HE MISSED THE FUCKING PENALTY
SO WE SMASHED UP THE TOWN
WHEREVER WE MAY BE
COZ HE MISSED THE FUCKING PENALTY
I went to school with Joey James said he's gonna make it anyway
Football, crime, rock n' roll Nothing else could save his soul
Headed out on his motorbike We were sixteen and loved a fight
Weekend gangsters old school mob the passion of youth and being a yob
WE WERE THE BOYS OF SE12
A villain is a fighter and keeps on his toes carries a reputation wherever he goes
Me and Joey were angels to the crew like villains we wanted to die for you
The children had gone inside for the day while back in bar the mob streams away
Something's gonna happen said Joey to the Sun as it went down he bought out a gun
Something's going down in SE12
There's a handy little firm at the game today
Having a laugh for causing trouble on way
Rucking on the terraces bundles in the street
Fighting for glory in half lit streets
Gonna take away my Id card
But you'll never get me at Scotland Yard
Saturday's Saturday's heroes
Saturday's Saturday's heroes
It's gonna go off in the centre of town
Were the boys know noone shoves you a around
Pulling down fences smashing up bars
Putting out books through brand newcars
Sagostar burst it won't let Tesco
But they never get me on video
Saturday's Saturday's heroes
Saturday's Saturday's heroes
Lying in wait they come
Dressed in red of course having fun
Trumpets blow height of their day
Fox will die if they have their way
[Chorus:]
Sabotage [x3] the hunt today
Sabotage [x3] it anyway
Here they come with horse n' hounds
Middle class murders must be blocked
Destruction of wildlife must be stopped
Go near their houses and you'r kicked
Try to stop 'em and you'll be nicked
They're protected by the law
All we do is watch in awe!
Reality punk is all together
Fighting each other just ain't clever
You've got the wrong enemy picking on a friend
If we don't stand together then this is the end
Today's youth stand together
In your combat and leather
There's a cause a cause to fight
Not each other we must unite
Fight the real enemy [x4]
Banned from the pubs everynight
Same old story will you ever see the light
Everyone toghter now listen to me
Don't fight each other fight the real enemy
In the dark and sunless hours
On the streets of London town
There stood you and the boys
And you were always messing around
When the streets are out ot get you
And the sun refuses to shine
What's s kid supposed to do
But turn his life into crime
SOME SAY YOU WERE CRAZY
IT AIN'T TRUE (IF THEY ONLY KNEW)
HALF THE KIDS IN LONDON
ARE LIKE YOU
There was talk you killed your rival
But talking is no proof
You'll be off the manor for a while now
They don't believe the truth
Your brother is still alive though
He pulled through after all
The damage was superficial
When you pushed him for that fall
Night held you back
As you went through the door
You left a man lying
With a bullet on the floor
Caught up in something
You didn't wanna do
It's not your fault so I'll leave it up to you
I'm trying, You're buying
One thing left to say
That there must be a better way
Thought you were big and brave
Now it's the only thing you crave
You've blacked out your memory
Is there anything out there you can see
I'm trying, You're buying
One thing left to say
That there must be a better way
Know you need help but you won't admit it
Going to them might put in it
Trying to handle your addiction
It's in your blood it's an affliction
I'm trying, You're buying
One thing left to say
That there must be a better way
I'm trying, Your buying
One thing left to say
That there must be a better way
Cry to the world you wanna break out
The winter of discontent's nearing
Thatchers got trouble with her hearing
The voices of many are going unheard
I'd try to laugh if it wasn't absurd
[Chorus:]
This generation won't keep quiet
Work, work, Work or Riot
The time is now to unite,
Work, work, work or Riot
The generation sit cold and die
Feed their facts and live the lie
In the papers everyday
So many rebels being put away
Have you ever heard punk on radio?
Have you ever been to a skinhead show?
No escape for the people like you
Did that happen in your time too?
The judge turned to me
as he threw away the key
murder one murder one
your doing life my son
You have robbed
you have slaughtered
your going somewhere hot
murder one murder one
your going straight to hell
Winners and losers
takers and users
saints and sinners
never had room for me
so sod off to you all
25 to life and I`m getting crucified
murder one murder one
don`t care what I`ve done
I have loved the sunlight
much as any man alive
murder one murder one
will I see it again
I hear my father`s voice
calling down to me
murder one murder one
he said you did a lot wrong
Was born and bred
Lived here all my life
Don't know why
But it just seemed right
Can't change me local
Can't change the firm
This is my story
Just listen and learn
NOW I'M A LOT WISER
I'M A FATHER OF A SON
TIMES HAVE CHANGED
I THOUGHT IT'S NEVER COME
Starting in a band
So young and nice
I didn't believe
Went over to football
Drank in the pubs
Couldn't handle any disco clubs
How dare you sit in judgment
Of working girls on the game
You're just as guilty your honour
Hiding facts behind your fame
DISHING OUT A PRISON TERM
FOR WHAT SHOULD BE THEIR RIGHT
WE WANT THE TRUTH
THE WHOLE TRUTH, AND NOTHING
BUT THE TRUTH
Pass the buck with a sentence
Learned upholder of decency
Dishonored your bench and all who sit on it
Paid young girls frequently
With your friends in high places
Hypocrite son of a bitch
The only reason you're still here
Is coz you're filthy rich
Job chances seem very thin
It's a losing battle we must all win
The C.B.I. are winning keep down the pay
Mysterious people calling early in the day
The "x" has appeared another lost life
No tears are shed for the children and wife
The dailys ignore it or treat it with fact
Still when have they been know to report fact
[Chorus:]
In our country so fair and free
So say the holders of the economy
There is a monster said not to exist
They call it the employers blacklist
Nobody really knows what's going on
Be a rebel and you'll always be wrong
Same old side of the story told to the screen
The government is too wise to be tricked
Anyone too clever has got to be nicked
You listen to this and you think I'm sick
Well if you think that mug, you must be think
London town is were where from in England
Grew up on the streets through anarchy
time moved on football was our family its our life its every thing to me
Oh oh the terrace lost its soul
Oh oh money moved in
Poor man working hard for the rich man
working from the cradle to the grave
30 million for Rio Ferdinand
it looks like its the fans who have to pay
They're the sons and daughters of well off bankers
Tom Robinsons' army of trendy wankers
Flared blue jeans and anoracks
With yellow streaks all down their backs
Who act so tough when their on tv
But trendy wankers don't scare me
[Chorus:]
Oi!, Oi! Oi! Chosen few
This is what we think of you
Surburban rebels playing at reds
You would be urban terrorists
You don't scare us with your badges and banners
You know fuck all about heavy manners
You're the middle class kiddies from public schools
Who write the slogans on the toilet walls
Like Tony Benn's clones in plastic masks
You wave a hammer and sickle, never Union Jacks
Got lots of mouth when your in a crowd
But when your alone you don't speak loud
Burn, Burn, Burn the paper screamed out loud
Die, Die, Die, sang the voices in the crowd
Lock him up and throw him in a cell
He didn't really do it and you know full well
So, burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud
Die, Die, Die sang the voices in the crowd
[Chorus:]
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
He was a victim of inhuman revenge
He was a scapegoat for political ends
And no one knows if he did it or not
They never thought of that when they tightend the knot
Burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud
Die, die, die sang the voices in the crowd
Lock him up and throw him in a cell
He didn't really do it and you know full well
He didn't do it, He didn't do it
He wasn't there but you don't really care
A moonlight morning back in ninty-five
twenty-five years old and glad to be alive
Belmarsh Prison stripped his rights
Belmarsh Prison took his life
Gave him five years in a stinking cell
Watching years go by what was the reason
Belmarsh Prison Stripped his rights
BelMarsh Prison took his life
The warders kicked a man to death
The screaming stopped with his last breath
the warders kicked a man to death
Questions with no answers left
Questions with no answers left
As the screams go up nothing`s said
But the media lies that they`ve been fed
Belmarsh prison stripped his rights
Belmarsh prison took his life
Time forgotten and his baby grew
Are all he had in his living hell
Belmarsh Prison stripped his rights
Belmarsh Prison took his life
[Chorus]
They found him in the lane
With cocaine in his brain
They found him on his own Someone saw him lying there
[Chorus:]
I heard what was said
Another rebel dead
They say he killed himself
But it was someone else
His name was on their list
And now he don't exist
He didn't stand a chance
Upon his grave they dance
They were determined to blow him out
And so the papers read
That Johnny Smith was dead
A little girl asked why
And made her brother cry
Why did they make him go that way?
Anarchy in the street
London town is burning again
the city`s under seige
there`s blood on the pavement
Soho has been defaced
Handcuffs, truncheon and mace
wipe that frown from your face
we`ll take everything from this fucking place
Grab, Go, Get - take what you want
The trigger of anger is pulled
smashing chairs through the window
The plan is to meet at the pub
If you wanna drink, then you smash the pub
That shop has a TV
Grab it out, take it home with me
excitement riddles my face
When the signal goes up
smash the fucking place
[Chorus]
"Always isn`t always" - that`s what you always say
I thought your lying wouldn`t mean much to me
I thought your crying couldn`t ever get to me
Seems like I known you too long in an awful way
Sad to see go but glad your someone I use to know
[Chorus]
When I saw you on the south side of town
its been sometime now, since I saw you around
You didn`t have much to say, you never did anyway
Jack up - Smacked Up, loving that brown
It looks like your on your way down
[Chorus]
6 am on the south side of town
Smacked out, drugged out lying on the ground
I guess you couldn`t take anymore
Sad to see you go
but glad that your someone I use to know
[Chorus]
Hey pretty woman are you willin', don't tell me no
I gonna take you to the place
Where the good time people go
It's a whole lotta fun there
Or we could fly just somewhere
Don't give me riddles, let me know
True, i might be wicked
No i won't tell no lie
Wanna live a life that's burning ?
It's easy if you try
Dirty weekend
To help a little soul in need
Dirty weekend come along
This is just an offer you can't refuse
The time is running out
If you're looking for a
Dirty weekend
I'm the one
Your perfect body and my sense for company
We're made one for another
Like gold and luxury...mhh
Can't you feel the hunger
Like a magic spell we're under
Baby, you got the coffer i got the key
So gimme all or nothing
No, you won't see me cry
Wanna live a life that's burning ?
It's easy if you try
Dirty weekend
To help a little soul in need
Dirty weekend come along
This is just an offer you can't refuse
The time is running out
If you're looking for a
Dirty weekend
I'm the one
Empieza a clarear...
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So this is where he came to hide
When he ran from you
In a private detective's overcoat
And dirty dead man's shoes
The pretty things of Knightsbridge
Lying for a minister of state
Is a far cry from the nod and wink
Here at traitor's gate
'Cause the high heel he used to be has been ground down
And he listens for the footsteps that would follow him around
To murder my love is a crime
But will you still love
A man out of time
There's a tuppeny hapenny millionaire
Looking for a fourpenny one
With a tight grip on the short hairs
Of the public imagination
But for his private wife and kids somehow
Real life becomes a rumour
Days of dutch courage
Just three French letters and a German sense of humour
He's got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge
He stands to be insulted and he pays for the privilege
(chorus)
The biggest wheels of industry
Retire sharp and short
And the after dinner overtures
Are nothing but an after thought
Somebody's creeping in the kitchen
There's a reputation to be made
Whose nerves are always on a knife's edge
Who's up late polishing the blade
Love is always scarpering or cowering or fawning
You drink yourself insensitive and hate yourself in the morning
(chorus)
Captured effortlesly. That's the way it was.
It happens so naturely. I did not know it was love.
The next thing I felt was you. Holding me close
What was I gonna do. I let myself go.
And now we fly through the stars.
Want this night will last for ever.
I've been waiting for you. It's been so long.
I knew just what I would do when I heard your song.
I fill my heart with your kiss. It gave me freedom.
You knew I could not resist. I needed someone.
And now we're flying through the stars.
I hope this night lasts for ever.
Ain't nobody (NOBODY)
Loves me better (LOVES ME BETTER)
Makes me happy
Makes me feel this way (NOBODY)
Ain't nobody (NOBODY)
Loves me better (THAN YOU)
I wait for nighttime to come to bring you to me.
Can't believe I'm the one. I was so lonely.
I feel like noone can feel. I must be dreamin'.
I want this dream to be real. I'm in this feeling.
I make my whish upon a star
And hope this night will last for ever.
Ain't nobody (NOBODY)
Loves me better (LOVES ME BETTER)
Makes me happy This way
Makes me feel this way (NOBODY)
Ain't nobody (NOBODY BABY)
Loves me better
Ain't nobody
Loves me better (THAN YOU)
I wish you put your arms around me.
Yeah you put your arms around me.
I can't resist this sweet surrender.
Oh, my night's so warm and tender.
We stare into each others eyes.
And what we seek is no surprise.
I've got a feeling most would treasure.
And our love's so deep we cannot measure.
sittin' around thinkin'
thinkin' and a thinkin'
and it ain't doin' me no good
well I thunk and I thunk
couldn't think of anything better
I tried and I tried
tryin' ain't doin' me no good
I write choo everyday, what could be
my very last letter
come what may I say
thinkin' ain't doin' me no good
thinkin' ain't doin' me no good people
thinkin' ain't doin' me no good, no good
I want to know, if everything that's sung
will remain
within the structure of a person
whose mind I wish to claim
please don't say that wantin' you
won't do me no good
please oh please don't say
wantin' you won't
wantin' you won't do me no good
wantin' you won't do me no good woman
wantin' you won't do me no good, no good
well I thunk thunk thunk thunk
a lot about it
realized my thunk is nuthin'
but a lot of funk
bunk down on in my place
only a dream (hum)
only a dream (hum)
only a dream (hum)
thinkin' ain't doin' me no good no
thinkin' ain't doin' me no good no people
thinkin' ain't doin' me no good no good
On and on
The story of our lives goes on and on
The path of time
The sunsets up ahead roll along
In your eyes
The option of a warm embrace implies
You're my friend
Happy endings keep our love alive
And tell me do I fit in the big picture
Do I have a shot at the big part
'Cause I've been up all night looking at the big picture
I've got some good lines for my big star
Wanna be your main man in the big picture
What a deal
To get a part like this
Day to day
The shifting wind just blows us on our way
Here and there
Our pockets full of things to say
Oh my love
I proudly represent you in this world
Little satellite
Brightest star tonight, oh my love
And tell me do I fit in the big picture
Do I have a shot at the big part
'Cause I've been up all night looking at the big picture
I've got some good lines for my big star
Hope I got a future in the big picture
At the last embrace
From the first kiss
And tell me do I fit in the big picture
Do I have a shot at the big part
'Cause I've been up all night looking at the big picture
I've got some good lines for my big star
Gone for days
Cut the chase
Bite the bullet time
Ease the pain
Give me something new she said
Tell me something new instead
Fornicate
A love to break
I know we're all so self obssessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
I know we're all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world
Blown away
Learn to taste
Find the essence now
Shake the frame
Give me something new she said
Tell me something new instead
Give me something new she said
Tell me something new instead
I know we're all so self obssessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
I know we're all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
We held their place, and stars come down, I must confess
She said...
I must contest we're too far gone, our hands won't mesh
She said...
You're the milk
Ease the guilt
There's no substitute
You're the milk
I know we're all so self obssessed, so materialistic, over-sexed
I know we're all so self assured, burn a hole right through this perfect world
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Yeah, I wish I could be like you
Better Than You
I look at you, then you me
Hungry and thirsty I wait
Holding the lion's share
Holding the key
Holding me back 'cause I'm striving to be
Better than you
Better than you (Jason)
Better than you
Better than you (Jason)
Lock horns, I push and I strive
Some how I feel more alive
Bury the need for it
Bury the seed
Bury me deep when there's no will to be
Better than you
Better than you (Jason)
Better than you
Better than you (Jason)
Oh, can't stop this train from rollin'
Oh, nothing brings me down
No, can't stop this train from rollin', no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, forever only no...
(solo 1)
Oh, can't stop this train from rollin'
Oh, you can't take it down
No, never stop this locomotion, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, you can't bring it down 'cause I'm
Better Than You
Better Than You (Jason)
Better Than You
Better Than You (Jason)
Oooh Better Than You
Better Than You (Jason)
Better Than You
Better Than You (Jason)
Much Better Than You
Better Than You
Better Than You (Jason)
Oh Better Than You
Better Than You (Jason)
Better Than You
Better Than You (Jason)
Better Than
Better Than
Better Than
Better Than You
(solo 2)
Can't stop this train from rollin'
Forever on and on and on
Forever on and on, on
Better Than You
Yeah
Better Than You
If you know exactly what I wanna do
Then I'm a give the business to you
Yeah, yeah, oh, hear me, sweet baby
Hear me, girl, see, alright
You make it sound as music
Let's play while I'd be
See I ain't neva met a girl
That's getting down like you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, and I ain't neva met a girl
That put it down like you
Ay, ay, ay, say thug in yo life
That's what you need, shawty
Anything you want
It's guaranteed for my
Boo, boo, boo, boo, boo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, and I ain't tryin' go hard
For what I need, shawty
I'm tryina tell you exactly what I need from
You, you, you, you, you
'Cause you know I wanna
A freak in morning, a freak in the evening
Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me
When ever you want it you can come and see me
'Cause you know just what to do
You give me the business
Give me the business
Give me the business
You give me the business
Shawty, give me the business
If you know exactly what I wanna do
Then I'm a give the business to you
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Then I'm a give the business to you
(Yeah, can I give you the business, shawty?)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh
(Can I give you the business, shawty?)
Baby, I'm a give the business to you
(From the show to the after party)
That business, baby
'Cause I really wanna drive you crazy
Wanna kiss, wanna rub, wanna lick, wanna touch
Wanna put it beside you, baby
Wanna climb on top of you
And give it to you for an hour or two until you cum, aah
I wanna hit it from the back, ooh, so stroke for a minute or two
Because it's so tight, booty hung right, got her tongue right
[Incomprehensible] to the sunlight
We can have a little Sex in the City
Baby, you can be Carrie, I'm a be Mr. Biggs
'Cause you so fine, that's right
But you look so much better with me
So let me manage ya girl
And did I eva tell ya
That it's nice to know ya
And you know I wanna
A freak in morning, a freak in the evening
Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me
'Ever you want it you can come and see me
'Cause you know just what to do
You give me the business
Give me the business
Give me the business
You give me the business
Give me the business
If you know exactly what I wanna do
Then I'm a give the business to you
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Then I'm a give the business to you
(Yeah, can I give you the business, shawty?)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh
(Can I give you the business, shawty?)
Baby, I'm a give the business to you
(From the show to the after party)
Let's talk about that business baby
It's more than just a 8 letter word
It describes me and you and what we do
Hold on this shit is so good, I gotta [Incomprehensible]
Ya, see you been playing all night
Now it's time to handle business, baby
Keep goin' hard on ya job when ya do it
Ma, you drive me crazy
Give me the business
Give me the business
You give me the business
Shawty, give me the business
If, if, if, if you know exactly what I wanna do
Then I'm a give the business to you
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Then I'm a give the business to you
Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
(Can I give you the business, shawty?)
Can I give you the business, shawty?
From the show to the afterparty
Baby, I'm a give the business to you
To you, to you, to you, to you, to you
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