: Beetlebum What you done She's a gun Now what you've done Beetlebum Get nothing done You beetlebum Just get numb Now what you've done Beetlebum And
: I got my head checked By a jumbo jet It wasn't easy But nothing is, no When I feel heavy metal And I'm pins and I'm needles Well I lie and I'm easy
: This is the next century Where the Universal's free You can find it anywhere Yes, the future's been sold Every night we're gone And to karaoke songs
: You're taking the fun Out of everything Making me run When I don't want to think You're taking the fun Out of everything I don't want to think at all
: Do you feel like a chain-store practically flored One of many zeros kicked around bored Your ears are full, but you're empty holding out your heart
: Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... (Parklife!) And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight
: It's over you don't need to tell me I hope you're with someone who makes you feel save in your sleeping tonight I won't kill myself trying to stay
: Tender is the night lying by your side. Tender is the touch of someone that you love to much. Tender is the day the demons go away. Lord, I need to
: She says there's ants in the carpet Dirty little monsters Eating all the morsels Picking up the rubbish Give her effervescence She needs a little sparkle
: Street's like a jungle So call the police Following the herd Down to Greece - on holiday Love in the nineties Is paranoid On sunny beaches Take your
: I met him in a crowded room Where people go to drink away their gloom He sat me down and so began The story of a charmless man Educated the expensive
: (So the story begins) City dweller Successful fella Thought to himself: "Oops, I've got a lot of money Caught in a rat race Terminally I'm a professional
: All those dirty words (Jusqu'a la fin) They make us look so dumb (En plein soleil) We've been drinking far too much (Jusqu'a la fin) And neither
: You really got me seeing you Really got me done y'all Music is my radar Really topped my joy y'all Really topped my radio Really got me done y'all
: I see her face everyday I see her face It doesn't help me She's so high I want to crawl all over her I think of her everyday I think of her lt doesn
: And into the sea Goes pretty England and me Round the Bay of Biscay And back for tea Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
the same in the end Cos then you're on your own Then you're on your own Well, we all go happy day glow in the disco The sound of magic music in our
: He's a twentieth century boy, with his hands on the rails trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow london ice cracks on a seamless line
