Do the rudebox, Shake your rudebox [x4]
Ok then back to basics grab your shell toes and your fat laces
A little hand clap for some funk faces and make your body move in the following places
Goes up your back and then down your spine and when it hits your head:
Ok then back to baseheads dance like you just won at the special Olympics
I got the rudebox of the back of a spaceship, so sick I just had to take it
The R.U.D.E.B.O.X. up yer jacksy, split yer kecks sing a song of semtex,
Pocket full of durex body full of mandrex.
Are we gonna have sex (yes) will you wear your knee socks (ohh) back to the rudebox
Got this double fantasy where we just never stop,
I've got one design and that's to funk you to the top.
Know whats on my mind there's only one thing you will find,
I got one design and that's to bump you til you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Ok then back to spaceship, take both pills f*ck the matrix
Jack those jills shake your Playtex rock 3 stripes not the asics
A.D.I.D.A.S old school cos it's the best - yes
Tk max cost less yes
Jackson looks a mess bless
Ok then what to do, if you try to jack me ill rudebox you,
If you rudebox me, I'll rudebox your whole crew
Cos its what I do aint that right boo - true
I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border
Cos the sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter.
I did it like this - you did it like that - I love it when you double clap clap
Grab this double fantasy where we just never stop,
I've got one design and that's to funk you to the top.
Know whats on my mind there's only one thing you will find,
I got one design and that's to bump you til you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Ok then check the tan line, make your body shape like you're stood on a landmine
Call me on my mobile not the landline and the jack the mainline at the same time
Ok this is what we do, got a jam so fresh its nice for you
Ok give it what you got and dial 808 for the bass to drop
Ok then whats the fracas grab your cardy your lead hat and your bus pass
You don't sweat much for a fat lass grab your rudebox cos your box is righteous
Ok bum rush the show
I got high speed dubbing on my stereo and all the tunes in the box are the cherrio,
I know I told you before, did you hear me though
Grab this double fantasy where we just never stop,
I've got one design and that's to funk you to the top.
Know whats on my mind there's only one thing you will find,
I got one design and that's to bump you til you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cos you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox [repeat to fade]
Robbie Williams - Rudebox Album Lyrics
Robbie Williams - Rudebox Lyrics
Writer: BILL O. LASWELL, DANIEL SPENCER MOULD, EDMUND CARL JR. AIKEN, KELVIN ANDREWS, ROBBIE SHAKESPEARE, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS, SLY DUNBAR, WILLIAM EARL COLLINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING
Viva Life On Mars
I just wanna be [x4]
I lost all faith in what I know
The future doesn't need me
So I kick a bo agen a wo and head it till it don't hurt no more.
Use my cuts and lacerations, feed myself a new sensation woah woah
Take a ride on your high horse
If the horse is blind, use the force
The falcon flies in two straight lines
Red five standing by
It's not a moon it's a space station
It feels good the good vibration woah woah
I know that you know some lovely people.
Send them all an invitation, yer party to a segregation woah. Woah
Viva life on mars I'm calling
Sending my frequency to the galaxy so you can see people down here
They don't want us to discuss the picture in the caves of us.
A nosebleed and a bag of coal then they put you in a hole.
We're knee deep in information
And they can't stop this conversation. Woah woah
I know that you know some lovely people.
Send them all an invitation, party to a segregation woah. Woah
Viva life on mars I'm calling
Sending my frequency to the galaxy so you can see we're all down here
I just wanna be [x8]
Love is natural love is good
Not everybody does it but everybody should.
With them and us we've made a mess,
till they decide which god is best.
Free yourself from liberation from lake Geneva to the freeland station woah woah
I know that you know some lovely people.
Send them all an invitation, yer party to a segregation woah woah.
Viva life on mars I'm calling
Sending my frequency to the galaxy so you can see people down here
Viva life on mars I'm calling [x4]
I lost all faith in what I know
The future doesn't need me
So I kick a bo agen a wo and head it till it don't hurt no more.
Use my cuts and lacerations, feed myself a new sensation woah woah
Take a ride on your high horse
If the horse is blind, use the force
The falcon flies in two straight lines
Red five standing by
It's not a moon it's a space station
It feels good the good vibration woah woah
I know that you know some lovely people.
Send them all an invitation, yer party to a segregation woah. Woah
Viva life on mars I'm calling
Sending my frequency to the galaxy so you can see people down here
They don't want us to discuss the picture in the caves of us.
A nosebleed and a bag of coal then they put you in a hole.
We're knee deep in information
And they can't stop this conversation. Woah woah
I know that you know some lovely people.
Send them all an invitation, party to a segregation woah. Woah
Viva life on mars I'm calling
Sending my frequency to the galaxy so you can see we're all down here
I just wanna be [x8]
Love is natural love is good
Not everybody does it but everybody should.
With them and us we've made a mess,
till they decide which god is best.
Free yourself from liberation from lake Geneva to the freeland station woah woah
I know that you know some lovely people.
Send them all an invitation, yer party to a segregation woah woah.
Viva life on mars I'm calling
Sending my frequency to the galaxy so you can see people down here
Viva life on mars I'm calling [x4]
Writer: KELVIN ANDREWS, DANIEL SPENCER MOULD, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Lovelight
[Lewis Taylor cover]
What am I supposed to do
To keep from going under
Now your making holes in my heart and yes it's starting to show
I've been holding back
Is it any wonder?
Since you walked right into my life and interrupted the flow
[CHORUS]
I wanna know
Baby when you're with me
Who do you think you're foolin'?
Making me feel so sure
Turnin' your lovelight down again
Why don't you let me be
You don't know what you're doin'
Making me feel so sure
And turnin' your lovelight down again
Did it again, did it again
Baby I've got to know
Are we gonna make it?
Lay it down right beside me tonight and do whatever you feel
Baby your in control
Where you gonna take it?
Don't you think that I'll do you right you know darn well that I will
[CHORUS]
I wanna know
Baby when you're with me
Who do you think you're foolin'?
Making me feel so sure
Turnin' your lovelight down again
Why don't you let me be
You don't know what you're doin'
Making me feel so sure
And turnin' your lovelight down again
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
Baby you turn your lovelight down
And I don't know, just how long I can stick around
Gonna need more, and it ain't just physical
I dunno what I can do, if I've found that
It ain't love this time around
Keep turning down your lovelight, did it again [x4]
[CHORUS]
When ever you...
Baby when you're with me
Who do you think you're foolin'?
Making me feel so sure
Turnin' your lovelight down again
Why don't you let me be
You don't know what you're doin'
Making me feel so sure
And turnin' your lovelight down again
[REPEAT AND FADE]
What am I supposed to do
To keep from going under
Now your making holes in my heart and yes it's starting to show
I've been holding back
Is it any wonder?
Since you walked right into my life and interrupted the flow
[CHORUS]
I wanna know
Baby when you're with me
Who do you think you're foolin'?
Making me feel so sure
Turnin' your lovelight down again
Why don't you let me be
You don't know what you're doin'
Making me feel so sure
And turnin' your lovelight down again
Did it again, did it again
Baby I've got to know
Are we gonna make it?
Lay it down right beside me tonight and do whatever you feel
Baby your in control
Where you gonna take it?
Don't you think that I'll do you right you know darn well that I will
[CHORUS]
I wanna know
Baby when you're with me
Who do you think you're foolin'?
Making me feel so sure
Turnin' your lovelight down again
Why don't you let me be
You don't know what you're doin'
Making me feel so sure
And turnin' your lovelight down again
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
Baby you turn your lovelight down
And I don't know, just how long I can stick around
Gonna need more, and it ain't just physical
I dunno what I can do, if I've found that
It ain't love this time around
Keep turning down your lovelight, did it again [x4]
[CHORUS]
When ever you...
Baby when you're with me
Who do you think you're foolin'?
Making me feel so sure
Turnin' your lovelight down again
Why don't you let me be
You don't know what you're doin'
Making me feel so sure
And turnin' your lovelight down again
[REPEAT AND FADE]
Writer: ANDREW LEWIS TAYLOR
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Bongo Bong And Je Ne Taime Plus
[Manu Chao cover]
Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I started bangin' my first bongo
Every monkey'd like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong
I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown
So I play my boogie
For the people of big city
But they don't go crazy
When I'm bangin' in my boogie
I'm the "king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Hear me when I come
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
They say that I'm a clown
Making too much dirty sound
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
I'm the king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Hear me when I come
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me
I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town
But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Hear me when I come, baby, king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong...
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I started bangin' my first bongo
Every monkey'd like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby
I'm the king of bongo bong
I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown
So I play my boogie
For the people of big city
But they don't go crazy
When I'm bangin' in my boogie
I'm the "king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Hear me when I come
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
They say that I'm a clown
Making too much dirty sound
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie
I'm the king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Hear me when I come
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me
I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town
But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong
King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong
Hear me when I come, baby, king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong...
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Writer: Jose-Manuel Chao
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT (FRANCE), BMG Rights Management, PATCHANKA, RADIO BEMBA
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT (FRANCE), BMG Rights Management, PATCHANKA, RADIO BEMBA
Shes Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
I don't miss you
Just who you used to be
And you don't ring true
So please stop calling me
Your I love you's are ten a penny
You're dropping clues like you've got any
You've got to choose, there's been so many
I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth
Could say that he don't want her
This look of love
Says I'm leaving
You're frozen now
I've done the freezing
I'm walking out
Madonna's calling me
She's got to be
Obscene to be believed
That's her routine
Not what she means to me
I found myself by circumstance
Across a room where people dance
And quite by chance
She danced right next me
I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth would say
That he don't want her
It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
But she's got her groove on
I'm sorry, love
Madonna's calling me
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
I want to tell you a secret
We're having drinks
With Kate and Stella
Gwyneth's here
She's brought her fella
But all I wanna do
Is take Madonna home
I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth would say
That he don't want her
It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
But she's got her groove on
I'm sorry, love
Madonna's calling me
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
I don't miss you
Just who you used to be
And you don't ring true
So please stop calling me
Your I love you's are ten a penny
You're dropping clues like you've got any
You've got to choose, there's been so many
I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth
Could say that he don't want her
This look of love
Says I'm leaving
You're frozen now
I've done the freezing
I'm walking out
Madonna's calling me
She's got to be
Obscene to be believed
That's her routine
Not what she means to me
I found myself by circumstance
Across a room where people dance
And quite by chance
She danced right next me
I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth would say
That he don't want her
It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
But she's got her groove on
I'm sorry, love
Madonna's calling me
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
Oh, Madonna, Madonna
I want to tell you a secret
We're having drinks
With Kate and Stella
Gwyneth's here
She's brought her fella
But all I wanna do
Is take Madonna home
I love you, baby
But face it, she's Madonna
No man on earth would say
That he don't want her
It's me not you
I've got to move on
You're younger too
But she's got her groove on
I'm sorry, love
Madonna's calling me
Writer: Neil Tennant, Chris Lowe, Robbie Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Keep On
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel
Vein popping
Heart clogging
Name dropping
Life stopping
Got no strings
But I think with my dingalingaling
Can't sing can't speak ting tong's tong ting
I'm popping
And I'm locking
Pulse stopping
Hypnotic
Got no strings
But I think with my dingalingaling
Wing chang with the ching ching ting tong's tong ting
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never had any love I've had
So much love it's driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say tres bon
Dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw in my soul mine
If you're in the club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart
No leaving
Shallow breathing
Girl weeping
Teef teathing
Got no strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu tang with the bling bling
Sing a song sing sing
Naughty things
We're geezing
Day creeping
Got not strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu tang with the bling bling
I spin with a tin tin gin grin
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never have any love I've had
So much love it's driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say tres bon
Like a dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw in my soul mine
If you're in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel
Croups crouping
Roots rooting
Ludes looting
Loops hooping
Got no strings but I think with my dingalingaling
Two two for the two ting tong ting two stonking
Two's two
Looks luking
Fruits fruiting
Sleuths sleuthing
Got no strings I think with my dingalingaling
Root root for the rooting
Toot toot for the tooting
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never have any love I've had
So much love it's driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say tres bon
Like a dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw my saw mine
If you're in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel
Vein popping
Heart clogging
Name dropping
Life stopping
Got no strings
But I think with my dingalingaling
Can't sing can't speak ting tong's tong ting
I'm popping
And I'm locking
Pulse stopping
Hypnotic
Got no strings
But I think with my dingalingaling
Wing chang with the ching ching ting tong's tong ting
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never had any love I've had
So much love it's driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say tres bon
Dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw in my soul mine
If you're in the club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart
No leaving
Shallow breathing
Girl weeping
Teef teathing
Got no strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu tang with the bling bling
Sing a song sing sing
Naughty things
We're geezing
Day creeping
Got not strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu tang with the bling bling
I spin with a tin tin gin grin
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never have any love I've had
So much love it's driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say tres bon
Like a dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw in my soul mine
If you're in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
Hotel motel
Croups crouping
Roots rooting
Ludes looting
Loops hooping
Got no strings but I think with my dingalingaling
Two two for the two ting tong ting two stonking
Two's two
Looks luking
Fruits fruiting
Sleuths sleuthing
Got no strings I think with my dingalingaling
Root root for the rooting
Toot toot for the tooting
(I love my Mum and I love my Dad
They never have any love I've had
So much love it's driving me mad)
Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say tres bon
Like a dingadingdongadongadong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw my saw mine
If you're in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart
Writer: CLARENCE PAUL, CLARENCE O. PAUL, ANDRE WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Good Doctor
Can we do it again
Take that, take that
[Chorus]
You alright star
No star
You alright star
You alright star
No star
I don 't feel proper
[1st Verse]
I went to the dr to get a prescription
I told him little fact and lots of fiction
About a bad back that I ain't got
He tried to sell me faith healing
But I think not
I want Xanax, Vicadin and Oxycotton
Funky fill the form out
So I can drop em'
I've got all these demons
And I can't stop em'
To tell you the truth Doc
I might have a problem
Robert Williams take one adoral with water in the morning
As if I'm goin' to take one tablet I'm Keith Moon
Dick head
[Chorus 2]
He said this one's to take you up
Wow how
He said this one's to take you down
When I take um I don't feel sound
And I look rather... Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
I don 't feel proper
[2nd Verse]
You know what Doc its alright and all
I just heart me leg its not terminal
But a pain killer could help for whats wrong with my knee
And I'm a little bit down from too much tea
Got me own collection can't get an erection
If I take em' too long they'll f*ck me complextion
That's right If I take em for like more than a few days I get that haunted look
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
[Chorus 3]
He said this one's to take you up
Wow how
He said this one's to take you down
Wow how
When I take um I don't feel sound
And I look rather... Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don't feel proper
[Middle 8 ish]
Now if you go to the barber shop long enough then you're goina' get a hair cut
And if go to the doctors regular, then you gots to be a f*ck up
Well I've got 5 or 6 if I'm at a loss
Do I have a history of drug abuse, well I never tick that box
And I now that some of you are going to be really really cross
The drug's stop working so prescription pills are boss
The glory days are gone and we've all stopped havin' it
No raves no more just bedside cabinet
Sleepers are great but don't start dabbing it
The world carries on spinning we're mad in it
Take that, take that
[Chorus 3]
He said this one's to take you up
Wow how
He said this one's to take you down
Wow how
When I take um I don't feel sound
And I look rather... Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don't feel proper
You alright star
No star
Are you five star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don't feel proper
Know what doc, it's not like I've been doin' any research or anything
But if you can give me any of the following pills
I'd be very very greatful cos I feel poorly
So that's
Codeine
Morphine
Opium
Methadone
Menocrabedene
Hydroanoxycodeine
Anolodene
Buprenopheine
ButroPhenol
Adorel
Dorel
Work with me antidepressants
But not Saint Johns Wort
Cos I can get that at
Boots!
Take that, take that
[Chorus]
You alright star
No star
You alright star
You alright star
No star
I don 't feel proper
[1st Verse]
I went to the dr to get a prescription
I told him little fact and lots of fiction
About a bad back that I ain't got
He tried to sell me faith healing
But I think not
I want Xanax, Vicadin and Oxycotton
Funky fill the form out
So I can drop em'
I've got all these demons
And I can't stop em'
To tell you the truth Doc
I might have a problem
Robert Williams take one adoral with water in the morning
As if I'm goin' to take one tablet I'm Keith Moon
Dick head
[Chorus 2]
He said this one's to take you up
Wow how
He said this one's to take you down
When I take um I don't feel sound
And I look rather... Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
I don 't feel proper
[2nd Verse]
You know what Doc its alright and all
I just heart me leg its not terminal
But a pain killer could help for whats wrong with my knee
And I'm a little bit down from too much tea
Got me own collection can't get an erection
If I take em' too long they'll f*ck me complextion
That's right If I take em for like more than a few days I get that haunted look
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
[Chorus 3]
He said this one's to take you up
Wow how
He said this one's to take you down
Wow how
When I take um I don't feel sound
And I look rather... Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don't feel proper
[Middle 8 ish]
Now if you go to the barber shop long enough then you're goina' get a hair cut
And if go to the doctors regular, then you gots to be a f*ck up
Well I've got 5 or 6 if I'm at a loss
Do I have a history of drug abuse, well I never tick that box
And I now that some of you are going to be really really cross
The drug's stop working so prescription pills are boss
The glory days are gone and we've all stopped havin' it
No raves no more just bedside cabinet
Sleepers are great but don't start dabbing it
The world carries on spinning we're mad in it
Take that, take that
[Chorus 3]
He said this one's to take you up
Wow how
He said this one's to take you down
Wow how
When I take um I don't feel sound
And I look rather... Round
You alright star
No star
You alright star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don't feel proper
You alright star
No star
Are you five star
No star
You alright star
Five star
I don't feel proper
Know what doc, it's not like I've been doin' any research or anything
But if you can give me any of the following pills
I'd be very very greatful cos I feel poorly
So that's
Codeine
Morphine
Opium
Methadone
Menocrabedene
Hydroanoxycodeine
Anolodene
Buprenopheine
ButroPhenol
Adorel
Dorel
Work with me antidepressants
But not Saint Johns Wort
Cos I can get that at
Boots!
Writer: JERRY CHRISTOPHER MEEHAN, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Actor
Principal actors to the stage please,
Act One is about to begin in 8 seconds.
[VERSE ONE:]
First you can't act, now you can't stop,
(What's my motivation?)
I used to like you... a lot,
(I was the class nerd)
Exactly who I'm s'posed to be,
(I'm totally Strasberg)
You play a doctor on TV,
(What you're doing is SO brave)
[VERSE TWO:]
Deep down you're dirty but you try,
(I'm a good person)
The truth would break you so you lie,
(I want my work to matter)
It's in the choices that you make,
(I want to inspire)
No talent, just fate.
[CHORUS:]
I don't know where you begin,
I end, we start
Again,
They need, you love,
We all watch
The Actor Acting.
[VERSE THREE:]
Good from far but far from good,
(All I have is my instinct)
You love to act, I wish you would,
(It's not acting, it's re-acting)
Act like you're not from out of space,
(When I'm on stage I feel alive)
You know ambition isn't grace,
(For me it's the craft)
[VERSE FOUR:]
Made of Sex, Maida Vale,
(Would I do better in New York)
You are the Alpha Male,
(I'm just too pretty for that role)
You are the good, you are the great,
(The words have power)
Now let me fill you with my hate.
[CHORUS]
[MIDDLE 8:]
Monroe,
(Monroe)
Barrymore,
(Barrymore)
Mansfield,
(MANSFIELD)
D-d-d-d-Dame d-Dame d-Dame Judi Dench,
(Judi Dench)
Madonna Ritchie,
(Ritchie)
Ritchie, Ritchie, Ritchie.
Streep,
Close,
Hepburn,
Burt Reynolds.
Niven,
Danson,
Bundy,
BARDOT.
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
SWANK.
[CHORUS]
[OUTRO SPEECH:]
In the future,
Everybody will be anonymous for fifteen minutes,
You are, we all are a test card,
The stars of CCTV,
We ARE the nature of the beast.
Act One is about to begin in 8 seconds.
[VERSE ONE:]
First you can't act, now you can't stop,
(What's my motivation?)
I used to like you... a lot,
(I was the class nerd)
Exactly who I'm s'posed to be,
(I'm totally Strasberg)
You play a doctor on TV,
(What you're doing is SO brave)
[VERSE TWO:]
Deep down you're dirty but you try,
(I'm a good person)
The truth would break you so you lie,
(I want my work to matter)
It's in the choices that you make,
(I want to inspire)
No talent, just fate.
[CHORUS:]
I don't know where you begin,
I end, we start
Again,
They need, you love,
We all watch
The Actor Acting.
[VERSE THREE:]
Good from far but far from good,
(All I have is my instinct)
You love to act, I wish you would,
(It's not acting, it's re-acting)
Act like you're not from out of space,
(When I'm on stage I feel alive)
You know ambition isn't grace,
(For me it's the craft)
[VERSE FOUR:]
Made of Sex, Maida Vale,
(Would I do better in New York)
You are the Alpha Male,
(I'm just too pretty for that role)
You are the good, you are the great,
(The words have power)
Now let me fill you with my hate.
[CHORUS]
[MIDDLE 8:]
Monroe,
(Monroe)
Barrymore,
(Barrymore)
Mansfield,
(MANSFIELD)
D-d-d-d-Dame d-Dame d-Dame Judi Dench,
(Judi Dench)
Madonna Ritchie,
(Ritchie)
Ritchie, Ritchie, Ritchie.
Streep,
Close,
Hepburn,
Burt Reynolds.
Niven,
Danson,
Bundy,
BARDOT.
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
Joaquin,
(Joaquin)
SWANK.
[CHORUS]
[OUTRO SPEECH:]
In the future,
Everybody will be anonymous for fifteen minutes,
You are, we all are a test card,
The stars of CCTV,
We ARE the nature of the beast.
Writer: BRANDON CHRISTY, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Never Touch That Switch
Size of which is paradoxic the only way you're gonna stop this
In the vessel there's a switch in the middle
You really shouldn't fiddle cause its toxic
Listen up 'cos it's a red light
And the pressure's blowing up tight
There's a skism in the time mechanism
There's a skism in the time mekanism
Never touch that switch
Even if you want to
You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to.
You don't know what it can do.
See the futures in the distance
I know I'm facing some resistance
Getting back within the blink of a bubble
Time machine never gives us any trouble.
There's a riot down in Shelton
Only minutes after Brixton but this city never made it on the telly
Or the rumble of the nations underbelly
Never touch that switch, even if you want to.
You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to.
You don't know what it can do.
You know you're heading for a meltdown, and you're living in a tin town
Thinking that you're gonna be somebody, living in the land of milk and honey
Listen up 'cos it's a red light, and the futures blowing up tight
There's a skism in the time mechanism, there's a skism in the time mekanism
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
In the vessel there's a switch in the middle
You really shouldn't fiddle cause its toxic
Listen up 'cos it's a red light
And the pressure's blowing up tight
There's a skism in the time mechanism
There's a skism in the time mekanism
Never touch that switch
Even if you want to
You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to.
You don't know what it can do.
See the futures in the distance
I know I'm facing some resistance
Getting back within the blink of a bubble
Time machine never gives us any trouble.
There's a riot down in Shelton
Only minutes after Brixton but this city never made it on the telly
Or the rumble of the nations underbelly
Never touch that switch, even if you want to.
You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to.
You don't know what it can do.
You know you're heading for a meltdown, and you're living in a tin town
Thinking that you're gonna be somebody, living in the land of milk and honey
Listen up 'cos it's a red light, and the futures blowing up tight
There's a skism in the time mechanism, there's a skism in the time mekanism
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
Never touch that switch, even if you want to. You don't know what it can do.
Writer: DANIEL SPENCER MOULD, KELVIN ANDREWS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Louise
When he saw her getting off the bus
It seemed to wipe away the years
Her face was older, just a little rough
But her eyes were still so clear
He drank his coffee and he hurried out
Across before she walked away
Then he approached her like a little child
Too scared for what he had to say
"Hello Louise,
Remember me?
Now should we part
Or stay awhile?
As if we were still lovers"
She took a moment just to recognise the man she'd known so well before
And as he started to apologise
Lose any bitterness she bore
She gently put her finger on his lips
To let him know she understood
And with her suitcase standing on the floor
Embraced him like a lover would
He told louise
"You look so good
It's just you see
You make me feel
As if we were still lovers"
It's not always true that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don't wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something truly real, that you never found again
As if we were still lovers
And though they talked just for just a little time
Before she said she had to go
He saw the meeting as a tiny sign
That told him all he had to know
And so Louise
Waved from the bus
And as she left
She gave that smile
As if they were still lovers
It's not always true that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don't wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something truly real, that I've never found again
It seemed to wipe away the years
Her face was older, just a little rough
But her eyes were still so clear
He drank his coffee and he hurried out
Across before she walked away
Then he approached her like a little child
Too scared for what he had to say
"Hello Louise,
Remember me?
Now should we part
Or stay awhile?
As if we were still lovers"
She took a moment just to recognise the man she'd known so well before
And as he started to apologise
Lose any bitterness she bore
She gently put her finger on his lips
To let him know she understood
And with her suitcase standing on the floor
Embraced him like a lover would
He told louise
"You look so good
It's just you see
You make me feel
As if we were still lovers"
It's not always true that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don't wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something truly real, that you never found again
As if we were still lovers
And though they talked just for just a little time
Before she said she had to go
He saw the meeting as a tiny sign
That told him all he had to know
And so Louise
Waved from the bus
And as she left
She gave that smile
As if they were still lovers
It's not always true that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don't wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something truly real, that I've never found again
Writer: JOHN WILLIAM CALLIS, IAN CHARLES BURDEN, ADRIAN WRIGHT
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Were The Pet Shop Boys
[My Robot Friend cover]
Suburbia's a slipstream
To a memory
Of a time when you were
Close to me
I pretend
I'm there again
I close my eyes and see you
Better than before
Then I feel you touch me
And it's 1984
I know what you will say
Before you start
In my heart
We're the Pet Shop Boys
We're the Pet Shop Boys
Every thought's a fashion
Or a crime
And every boy is just
A waste of time
But I pretend
It was different then
Maybe it's a habit
Maybe it's a sin
But I find out
When I try it on
It crawls beneath my skin
Once it gets inside me
It won't go
Now I know
We're the Pet Shop Boys
We're the Pet Shop Boys
Rent
Shopping
Being boring
It's alright
It's a sin
I'm not scared
In denial
I want a dog
I want a lover
Can you forgive her?
Do I have to?
What have I? What have I?
What have I done to deserve this?
We're the Pet Shop Boys
We're the Pet Shop Boys
Suburbia's a slipstream
To a memory
Of a time when you were
Close to me
I pretend
I'm there again
I close my eyes and see you
Better than before
Then I feel you touch me
And it's 1984
I know what you will say
Before you start
In my heart
We're the Pet Shop Boys
We're the Pet Shop Boys
Every thought's a fashion
Or a crime
And every boy is just
A waste of time
But I pretend
It was different then
Maybe it's a habit
Maybe it's a sin
But I find out
When I try it on
It crawls beneath my skin
Once it gets inside me
It won't go
Now I know
We're the Pet Shop Boys
We're the Pet Shop Boys
Rent
Shopping
Being boring
It's alright
It's a sin
I'm not scared
In denial
I want a dog
I want a lover
Can you forgive her?
Do I have to?
What have I? What have I?
What have I done to deserve this?
We're the Pet Shop Boys
We're the Pet Shop Boys
Writer: HOWARD RIGBERG
Copyright: Lyrics © TAPE RECORDER MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © TAPE RECORDER MUSIC
Burslem Normals
In your face there's nowt left
They have defaced the marks
you left upon the wall
The writing's now not there at all
Can you stand what you stood for
Are you more normal than before
Goodbye to the Normals
Goodbye to the Normals
In your place there's just chavs
The kids aren't alright
they know they're born today
Reaching out to feel the sun
At the time it seemed like fun
I was there when you got done
There for two weeks by the surf
We used to know what we were worth
Before the Normals fell to earth
Goodbye to the Normals
Goodbye to the Normals
Whatever happened to
the mere mortals crew
The fine young casuals
blew a fuse and
All the Burslem lads know
that they're all Dads
It meant so much to me,
it makes me sad
In your wake there's nowt left
They have defaced the marks
you left upon the wall
The writing's now not there at all
Can you stand what you stood for
Are you more normal than before
Goodbye to the Normals
Goodbye to the Normals
In your place there's just chavs
The kids aren't alright
they know they're born today
Reaching out to feel the sun
At the time it seemed like fun
I was there when you got done
There for two weeks by the surf
We used to know what we were worth
Before the Normals fell to earth
Goodbye to the Normals
Goodbye to the Normals
Whatever happened to
the mere mortals crew
The fine young casuals
blew a fuse and
All the Burslem lads know
that they're all Dads
It meant so much to me,
it makes me sad
In your wake there's nowt left
Writer: KELVIN ANDREWS, DANIEL SPENCER MOULD, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Kiss Me
[Stephen Duffy cover]
In my young life I have received
Callers though they were Christmas Eve
I'm disappointed and I don't know why
She gave me laughter and hope
And a sock in the eye.
In my young life I know something now.
I've never tried to create a wow
Wows are few frustration more common
Now I can feel it in my soul
That's why I gave the come on.
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
Faces fall before my feet
Like blood onto a clean white sheet
When I grow old I won't forget
To innocence my only debt
Wow I feel so fresh today
Barefoot in the snow to make love in the hay
The stars are bright in the abyss
Now I can feel you in my arms
I explode inside your kiss.
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
In my young life I have received
Callers though they were Christmas Eve
I'm disappointed and I don't know why
She gave me laughter and hope
And a sock in the eye.
In my young life I know something now.
I've never tried to create a wow
Wows are few frustration more common
Now I can feel it in my soul
That's why I gave the come on.
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
Faces fall before my feet
Like blood onto a clean white sheet
When I grow old I won't forget
To innocence my only debt
Wow I feel so fresh today
Barefoot in the snow to make love in the hay
The stars are bright in the abyss
Now I can feel you in my arms
I explode inside your kiss.
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine?
Writer: Stephen Duffy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The 80s
I smoked Consulates and Park Drive, drank Nookie Brown
Learned how to skive
Polo mints to hide my breath from my mum
Did a little weed cuz it felt like fun
Did a little bit of speed if my friend had some
Nicked Volkswagen badges I'm a Beastie Boys son
Me so horny, me so young and I still get my washing done
Auntie Joan died of cancer God didn't have an answer
Rhythm was a dancer
Any room for a chancer? That's me in the corner, thanks sir!
I wore astute track suits, British Nike shoes, Kangol hat like LL Cool's
Before I was 'avin it, 'avin it large
They nicked the BMX from out my garage
Knew it was Theo from off the estate cuz every time he'd see me, he'd smile like we were mates
From then on in I'd have to walk to me Nan's
And I'd dream my dreams through a sea of prams
Like a hooligan on the football stands
And I'd throw the v's to Leeds and West Ham
Then I ran, I ran so far away down Scotia Road to a taxi bay
Then I ran again cuz I couldn't pay, a Muslim didn't get his fare that day
I apologise today
Things are better when they start
That's how the 80s broke my heart
And who are you calling poof? You like Wham, man, I hate that stuff
And then my grandad died and left a hole in the family and lots of women had to nanny me
School was a laugh, they didn't have ADD, thick was the term they used for me
(over and over)
Repeatedly
(over and over)
Take my breath away take my breath away
Bidly bidly bidly bom
Pass it on the left hand side, right turn, Clive
That girl in the fourth year, got pregnant and she was raised Catholic, brilliant!
I cried, she cried, we cried, our youth died
Drank cider in the cemetery
The year above us had discovered E and I said it weren't for me
?12.50? I could rob me mum's purse and buy one up Torquay
Met a girl on Monday, drank fizzy pop on Tuesday
Fingered her on Wednesday and on Thursday and Friday and on Saturday
Dumped by Sunday
Things are better when they start
That's how the 80s broke my heart
The wonder years, I've played my part
That's how the 80s broke my heart
Like I said, I lost my virginity to a girl called Anne-Marie, well she said she fancied me
And then she said "f*ck me" and I thought 'f*ck me, I'm all talk and it'll be over too quickly'
And it was but I couldn't care less, I'd seen a girl's bra and made a mess on her dress, oh yes!
You're now rocking with the best, second person in my year that had seen a breast
I'm in my 30s now and I'm still impressed
Where are the Falklands mum? And what have they done?
Where do girls come from? Where do girls come from? Where do girls come from?
It's the 80s, what you looking at, ya mong?
So young, so long, so young, so long
Too short, so long
What you looking at ya mong?
Too short, so long, too short, so long
So long.
Learned how to skive
Polo mints to hide my breath from my mum
Did a little weed cuz it felt like fun
Did a little bit of speed if my friend had some
Nicked Volkswagen badges I'm a Beastie Boys son
Me so horny, me so young and I still get my washing done
Auntie Joan died of cancer God didn't have an answer
Rhythm was a dancer
Any room for a chancer? That's me in the corner, thanks sir!
I wore astute track suits, British Nike shoes, Kangol hat like LL Cool's
Before I was 'avin it, 'avin it large
They nicked the BMX from out my garage
Knew it was Theo from off the estate cuz every time he'd see me, he'd smile like we were mates
From then on in I'd have to walk to me Nan's
And I'd dream my dreams through a sea of prams
Like a hooligan on the football stands
And I'd throw the v's to Leeds and West Ham
Then I ran, I ran so far away down Scotia Road to a taxi bay
Then I ran again cuz I couldn't pay, a Muslim didn't get his fare that day
I apologise today
Things are better when they start
That's how the 80s broke my heart
And who are you calling poof? You like Wham, man, I hate that stuff
And then my grandad died and left a hole in the family and lots of women had to nanny me
School was a laugh, they didn't have ADD, thick was the term they used for me
(over and over)
Repeatedly
(over and over)
Take my breath away take my breath away
Bidly bidly bidly bom
Pass it on the left hand side, right turn, Clive
That girl in the fourth year, got pregnant and she was raised Catholic, brilliant!
I cried, she cried, we cried, our youth died
Drank cider in the cemetery
The year above us had discovered E and I said it weren't for me
?12.50? I could rob me mum's purse and buy one up Torquay
Met a girl on Monday, drank fizzy pop on Tuesday
Fingered her on Wednesday and on Thursday and Friday and on Saturday
Dumped by Sunday
Things are better when they start
That's how the 80s broke my heart
The wonder years, I've played my part
That's how the 80s broke my heart
Like I said, I lost my virginity to a girl called Anne-Marie, well she said she fancied me
And then she said "f*ck me" and I thought 'f*ck me, I'm all talk and it'll be over too quickly'
And it was but I couldn't care less, I'd seen a girl's bra and made a mess on her dress, oh yes!
You're now rocking with the best, second person in my year that had seen a breast
I'm in my 30s now and I'm still impressed
Where are the Falklands mum? And what have they done?
Where do girls come from? Where do girls come from? Where do girls come from?
It's the 80s, what you looking at, ya mong?
So young, so long, so young, so long
Too short, so long
What you looking at ya mong?
Too short, so long, too short, so long
So long.
Writer: JERRY CHRISTOPHER MEEHAN, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
The 90s
Picking up the story from where I left off, it's 1990 now so school can f*ck off
I got no GCSEs, nothing higher than a D,
I couldn't tell me mum because she'd batter me
Me and ?? sat on the bowling green, life is a shitter
We had five quid between us, bought us six cans of bitter
I took me ten Benson home and I smoked through the sorrow
If I could just avoid me mum maybe I'll tell her tomorrow
I stumbled through the door and said "Mum, it's like this."
She said "That man's been on the phone and you've made the list!
You're in that boy band, son, come and giz a kiss!"
Phoned up Martin and Rich and carried on getting pissed
"Boys I don't believe it, I'm gonna be famous!
Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of trainers."
I met the other guys, one seemed like a cock
I think it's gonna be like New Kids on The Block
[Chorus:]
I cant be bothered, cause I'm lazy
I hate those that hate me
I cant forgive and it's crazy, baby
Now I'm a video star
Do you know who you are, baby?
I adopted four brothers, some I liked more than others
One was like a brother from another mother
But the lead singer made it hard to like him
And I still loved him, despite him
The first three months, you know, I nearly quit
I played snooker with me dad he said "Don't be a dick!
Unload the bullets, your mind is a gun,
You're gonna shoot yourself when they're number one!"
[Chorus]
Now it's dinner with Versace, lunch with Princess Diana
And I'm gonna get battered if I go out with ??
Because as much as we were loved we were also hated
The boys got jealous cause the girls got ??
Now we're famous and that, and we're dancing and that
And I'm thinking "I can't see! Why am I stood at the back?"
So f*ck the band give me some ??
So now we're all a bag of nerves and not a band of brothers
[Chorus]
And now it's breaking my heart because the dream's turned to shit
It ain't broke but I'll break it in a little bit
And I'm always in trouble but I've stopped saying sorry
Everybody's worried "What the f*ck's wrong with Robbie?
He's not answering his phone, he's not talking to me
I saw him on the telly at Glastonbury."
And now I'm running away from everything that I've been
And I'm pissed and I'm f*cked and I'm only nineteen
I can't perform no more, I can't perform no more
But the boys know I'm f*cked and so they show me the door
And if truth be told I wasn't fit enough to stay
So I put me head down and walked away.
That was the 90s; 90 to 95
[Chorus]
I got no GCSEs, nothing higher than a D,
I couldn't tell me mum because she'd batter me
Me and ?? sat on the bowling green, life is a shitter
We had five quid between us, bought us six cans of bitter
I took me ten Benson home and I smoked through the sorrow
If I could just avoid me mum maybe I'll tell her tomorrow
I stumbled through the door and said "Mum, it's like this."
She said "That man's been on the phone and you've made the list!
You're in that boy band, son, come and giz a kiss!"
Phoned up Martin and Rich and carried on getting pissed
"Boys I don't believe it, I'm gonna be famous!
Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of trainers."
I met the other guys, one seemed like a cock
I think it's gonna be like New Kids on The Block
[Chorus:]
I cant be bothered, cause I'm lazy
I hate those that hate me
I cant forgive and it's crazy, baby
Now I'm a video star
Do you know who you are, baby?
I adopted four brothers, some I liked more than others
One was like a brother from another mother
But the lead singer made it hard to like him
And I still loved him, despite him
The first three months, you know, I nearly quit
I played snooker with me dad he said "Don't be a dick!
Unload the bullets, your mind is a gun,
You're gonna shoot yourself when they're number one!"
[Chorus]
Now it's dinner with Versace, lunch with Princess Diana
And I'm gonna get battered if I go out with ??
Because as much as we were loved we were also hated
The boys got jealous cause the girls got ??
Now we're famous and that, and we're dancing and that
And I'm thinking "I can't see! Why am I stood at the back?"
So f*ck the band give me some ??
So now we're all a bag of nerves and not a band of brothers
[Chorus]
And now it's breaking my heart because the dream's turned to shit
It ain't broke but I'll break it in a little bit
And I'm always in trouble but I've stopped saying sorry
Everybody's worried "What the f*ck's wrong with Robbie?
He's not answering his phone, he's not talking to me
I saw him on the telly at Glastonbury."
And now I'm running away from everything that I've been
And I'm pissed and I'm f*cked and I'm only nineteen
I can't perform no more, I can't perform no more
But the boys know I'm f*cked and so they show me the door
And if truth be told I wasn't fit enough to stay
So I put me head down and walked away.
That was the 90s; 90 to 95
[Chorus]
Writer: JERRY CHRISTOPHER MEEHAN, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Summertime
This is how I pray in the summertime,
this is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy,
now I feel fine, this is how I pray yeah
The more you say, the more you pray,
the less it's getting you down
The more you pray, the more you stay, the less it's getting you down.
Auntumn time, leaves falling all around
Winter time follows suit
Little bunnies freezing in the snow
Winter's such an ugly bute
Mid-city bluss getting you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your car,
drink a glass of wine
Admit it, you feel great
It's the summertime
This is how I play in the summertime,
this is how I pray in the summer
Got y glass of shandy,
now I feel fine, this is how I pray, yeah
This is how I pray in the summertime,
this is how we play in the summer
Got my glass of shandy
now I feel fine, this is how I pray, yeah
And if your love had met
its sad refrein
Believe me, you will love again
And all the best laid plans
of mice and men go wrong
You can hear it in this song
This is how I break for
the summer time,
this is how I play in the summer
What's mine is yours, yours is mine
This is how I pray, yeah, oh, yeah
You got the funky drummer in '89
This is how I pray, yeah, oh, woah
The Mondays, The Roses,
blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes
and their buffalo poses
Bank tellers, dropping little fellas
Loved up in the clubs with
football thugs, no malice
I dig your socks
Big fish, little fish, carboard box
So give me French-kiss, I love you
Voodoo Ray
I dream of Santa Ana
on the road to Mandalay
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
On my mind, on my mind
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Summertime
When the weather is hot
In the summertime
On my mind
I got shivers down my spine
On my mind
Happiness is surface light
On my mind
On my mind
this is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy,
now I feel fine, this is how I pray yeah
The more you say, the more you pray,
the less it's getting you down
The more you pray, the more you stay, the less it's getting you down.
Auntumn time, leaves falling all around
Winter time follows suit
Little bunnies freezing in the snow
Winter's such an ugly bute
Mid-city bluss getting you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your car,
drink a glass of wine
Admit it, you feel great
It's the summertime
This is how I play in the summertime,
this is how I pray in the summer
Got y glass of shandy,
now I feel fine, this is how I pray, yeah
This is how I pray in the summertime,
this is how we play in the summer
Got my glass of shandy
now I feel fine, this is how I pray, yeah
And if your love had met
its sad refrein
Believe me, you will love again
And all the best laid plans
of mice and men go wrong
You can hear it in this song
This is how I break for
the summer time,
this is how I play in the summer
What's mine is yours, yours is mine
This is how I pray, yeah, oh, yeah
You got the funky drummer in '89
This is how I pray, yeah, oh, woah
The Mondays, The Roses,
blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes
and their buffalo poses
Bank tellers, dropping little fellas
Loved up in the clubs with
football thugs, no malice
I dig your socks
Big fish, little fish, carboard box
So give me French-kiss, I love you
Voodoo Ray
I dream of Santa Ana
on the road to Mandalay
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
On my mind, on my mind
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Summertime
When the weather is hot
In the summertime
On my mind
I got shivers down my spine
On my mind
Happiness is surface light
On my mind
On my mind
Writer: Robert Williams, Antony Genn
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Dickhead
This is "T" to the mother f*cking "Ofty"
What's your problem Dickhead
[1st Verse]
Don't kick my dog dickhead
Don't beep at me dickhead
Why d'you mug me off in my car dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
Theres a dickhead in you're mouth
A dickhead on parade
Do not have kids
Don't want dickheads to be made dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
Why d'you piss me off in first class dickhead
I'm not sitting here to be treated like a dickhead
Bumba Clart, kin' Raas Clart
Where's the Chorus dickhead
[Chorus]
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me, don't be so sloppy..baby
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I'm so lovely...baby
[2nd Verse]
If you diss me you'll sell copy dickhead
What d'you expect dickhead
Radiohead dickhead
This is pop dickhead
Size tens dickhead
break you're shins dickhead
My security are a viscious crew
They'll kick f*ck out of you
Only if I ask them to, but
They'll kick f*ck out of you
You're going home in a Stafordshire Ambulance
I wasn't looking at ya' bird dickhead
She was looking at me dickhead
Who do I think I am dickhead
Who the f*ck are you dickhead
You must have me confused
With someone who gives a shit
I've found the dickhead of the year
And you are f*cking it dickhead
Where's the chorus...no chorus.. dickhead
[Chorus 2]
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me, don't be so sloppy..baby
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I'm so lovely...baby
[The Tofty Rap]
I've got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
I've got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
Not, horse shit, cow shit dog shit no real shit
I've got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
Not, horse shit, cow shit dog shit no REAAL shit!
[3rd Verse]
Why d'you cut me up in my car dickhead
Why d'you say bad things 'bout my bra dickhead
I've got nothing for you dickhead
Go to bed dickhead
Don't wake up dickhead
Who gives a f*ck dickhead
No one gives a f*ck about you cos you're a dickhead true
See your mate over there in the corner he's a dickhead too like you, dickhead
[Chorus 3]
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me, don't be so sloppy..baby
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I'm so lovely...baby
Dickhead
What's your problem Dickhead
[1st Verse]
Don't kick my dog dickhead
Don't beep at me dickhead
Why d'you mug me off in my car dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
Theres a dickhead in you're mouth
A dickhead on parade
Do not have kids
Don't want dickheads to be made dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead
Why d'you piss me off in first class dickhead
I'm not sitting here to be treated like a dickhead
Bumba Clart, kin' Raas Clart
Where's the Chorus dickhead
[Chorus]
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me, don't be so sloppy..baby
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I'm so lovely...baby
[2nd Verse]
If you diss me you'll sell copy dickhead
What d'you expect dickhead
Radiohead dickhead
This is pop dickhead
Size tens dickhead
break you're shins dickhead
My security are a viscious crew
They'll kick f*ck out of you
Only if I ask them to, but
They'll kick f*ck out of you
You're going home in a Stafordshire Ambulance
I wasn't looking at ya' bird dickhead
She was looking at me dickhead
Who do I think I am dickhead
Who the f*ck are you dickhead
You must have me confused
With someone who gives a shit
I've found the dickhead of the year
And you are f*cking it dickhead
Where's the chorus...no chorus.. dickhead
[Chorus 2]
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me, don't be so sloppy..baby
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I'm so lovely...baby
[The Tofty Rap]
I've got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
I've got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
Not, horse shit, cow shit dog shit no real shit
I've got a bucket of shit Ohh Yeah
I've got a bucket of shit
Not, horse shit, cow shit dog shit no REAAL shit!
[3rd Verse]
Why d'you cut me up in my car dickhead
Why d'you say bad things 'bout my bra dickhead
I've got nothing for you dickhead
Go to bed dickhead
Don't wake up dickhead
Who gives a f*ck dickhead
No one gives a f*ck about you cos you're a dickhead true
See your mate over there in the corner he's a dickhead too like you, dickhead
[Chorus 3]
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me, don't be so sloppy..baby
Isn't it Lovely, that we can still be good friends
I know you still want me, cos I'm so lovely...baby
Dickhead
Writer: JERRY CHRISTOPHER MEEHAN, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Rudebox is the seventh studio album by English singer-songwriter Robbie Williams, released on 23 October 2006 in the United Kingdom. It features two guest appearances from the Pet Shop Boys. The album was produced by a variety of producers including: Mark Ronson, Soul Mekanik, Pet Shop Boys and Jerry Meehan.
Musically, Rudebox is a dance album with pop, disco, electronica and rap elements.
Rudebox was supported by five singles: "Rudebox", "Kiss Me", "Lovelight", "Bongo Bong and Je ne t'aime plus" and "She's Madonna". The title track was a big success in Europe, reaching number one in Germany, Switzerland and Italy. It also reached the top ten in a lot of other countries around the world.
"Lovelight" was a top ten hit in six countries, including the UK, where it peaked at number 8.
Performed By:
Robbie WilliamsMusically, Rudebox is a dance album with pop, disco, electronica and rap elements.
Rudebox was supported by five singles: "Rudebox", "Kiss Me", "Lovelight", "Bongo Bong and Je ne t'aime plus" and "She's Madonna". The title track was a big success in Europe, reaching number one in Germany, Switzerland and Italy. It also reached the top ten in a lot of other countries around the world.
"Lovelight" was a top ten hit in six countries, including the UK, where it peaked at number 8.
Genre(s): Dance
Released: October 23rd, 2006
Year: 2006