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Ownership
what do you own, what's in your living room
that you really couldn't do without?
consolidate your existing debts:
ownership is what it's all about
take a bus into the country
take a bus into the country
shut the bathroom door, shower til you're clean
rub away a surface layer of scum
you're so scared of everything you aim for
you despise what you wanna become
if you love your things more than yourself
then really got a long long way to go
what do you see every morning
that you really wouldn't change if you could?
people at the bottom, abandoned by the market
we're all too greedy deep down to -
- do them any good, shower til you're clean
rub away a surface layer of skin
you're so scared of everything you aim for
you'll never know where to begin
if you love your stuff more than your soul
get rid of your mechanical attitude
if you love your things more than your self
you've got a lot of work to do
we've got a long long way to go
we've got a lot of work to do
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Build A Bridge, Burn A Bridge
Tony Robinson and his Time Team
found the Holy Grail in Somerset
They won an Emmy, they won a Nobel Prize
and Channel Four staff got a pay rise
Call the lawyers! Call security!
A Holy tug-of-war could be a new Crusade
the Chief Rabbi wants a piece of the action
and the Pope is on His way
Build a bridge...
They put the Chalice in the British Museum
and the Pope had to queue with the people outside
Archeology defeated the faithful
within a year the religions all died
in Hollywood they made a new Indian Jones
and Tony Robinson got a cool cameo:
he played himself with some fake archeology men,
found the Grail again and again and again
Burn a bridge...
Would you long for an enemy in an empty world?
You so rubbish on your own, would your soul unfurl?
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Tendon (number 7)
i can breathe her in
under the dark blue duvet
tv is still on
in the early morning
i see through rock
(i see the whole world)
when a tendon is cut
and music is more real when i'm alone
snoring in a dark room
woken by the trains
your fingers in my mouth
in the early morning
but
i see through rock
(i see the whole world)
when a tendon is cut
and music is more real when i'm alone
i love her anger
i love her blue eyes
more than music
at least, most of the time
i am silenced
by contentment
and supermarkets
(i see the whole world)
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English Earth
We talk shit, we take drugs,
Play cute games, we waste time,
I never know where we've been.
On common ground we make love
In graveyards and afterwards
I never know where we've been.
On the train home, my arms ache,
My lungs burn, a lost man,
I never know what you mean.
But I love you, I always will,
You're delicate when you stand still
I never know what you mean.
We could be something real if we really try
This land is yours, this land is mine
But it may be too late to get clean
Of all our greed.
Panic attack at Sainsbury's
At checkout 12 on her knees
And I didn't know where she'd been
She saw the truth - it broke her
I didn't know what to do
And I didn't know what she'd seen
Run away: leave the fools and the smoke behind
This land is yours, this land is mine
But it may be too late to get clean
Of all our greed.
I still ate meat in the Eighties:
It's too late for me
I still ate meat in the Eighties:
It's too late for me
Run away: leave the fools and the smoke behind
This land is yours, this land is mine
We could be something real if we really try
We could steal back the real countryside
Run away: leave the fools and the smoke behind
This land is yours, this land is mine
We could be something real if we really try
We could steal back the real countryside
I believe I'll be buried in the English Earth!
I believe I'll be buried in the English Earth!
I believe I'll be buried in the English Earth!
We talk shit, we take drugs,
Play cute games, we waste time,
I wish I know where we'd been.
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What If My Heart Never Heals?
Wake up, wake up baby and go home.
Rub your eyes, here's a toothbrush, here's a comb.
No, I don't want this to be over
But I didn't want this to begin
There's a beautiful boy in your flat now
And maybe he's started wondering
Where you went last night
When the tears came:
Every time you fight, it's the same.
So finish your coffee baby and let's go
We'll be 10 minutes late at the office
and no-one will ever know.
You said you couldn't leave him
But I didn't ask - I never ask
He's a rising star shining in your life now
He eclipses your past
But
Where did you sleep last week
After the party?
And can you imagine the explosion
If he finds out you were with me?
I have one selfish question
In the middle of your maelstrom:
What if my heart never heals?
So wake up, wake up baby and go home.
You don't want to be working in yesterday's clothes.
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sellotape (dawson's creek)
I give up, we're all fucked
a pile of bodies for the dustbin man
it was a party where the truth spilled out
and people woke up with a different plan
a skinny hippy, in the kitchen
doing magic - turning water into wine
it looked dodgy but it tasted fine...
wrap me up in sellotape
bind my body to my mistakes
the daily mail readers have defeated me
spend another sunday watching dawson's creek
I was a scientist until I was 22
I had an education ready for use
but mother nature gave me head on the beach
and she hung out of reach until I begged for her
I told her everything... I told her too much
I told her everything... I told her too much
I told her everything... (you always do that)
wrap me up in sellotape
bind my body to my mistakes
the daily mail readers have defeated me
spend another sunday watching dawson's creek
we will carry on and on without you
when you leave the room without you
breathe the open air, remember why you're there
or you will be the first against the wall
when the revolution comes - we'll be having fun
wrap me up in sellotape
bind my body to my mistakes
the dumb motherfuckers have defeated me
spend another sunday watching dawson's creek
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Drink Beer
beer is a potion of radical charm
use it with care and it will save you from harm
it can be a solution, it can be a good friend
a loyal companion that stays to the end
here is a warning: sober isn't fun
you're a gutless little nothing til you get at least one
pint of beer in your belly and a head full of ideas
the beer anchors down your fears
drink beer, and you'll be alright
drink beer, every day and every night
when the world is giving you a heavy old time
drink as much as you can and you'll be fine
kids! stay in school, get a decent education
you'll need a steady job to pay for lubrication
everybody searching for a reason to continue
well the world is less rubbish with a cold beer in you
so if you're down and you're heading for a fall
it is better to have died of drink than never drunk at all
lean on beer, when you're not strong
we all need some beer to lean on.
drink beer, and you'll be alright
drink beer, every day and every night
when the world is giving you a heavy old time
drink as much as you can and you'll be fine
drink beer, and you'll be ok
drink beer, every night and every day...
(Tim's rap)
in the wilderness with fear in my soul
I had empties all around me but I'm taking control
I went to town, got my money from the bank
then I went down to the wetherspoon's...
and drank.
drink beer, and you'll be alright
drink beer, every day and every night
when the world is giving you a heavy old time
drink as much as you can and you'll be fine
drink beer, and you'll be ok
drink beer, every night and every day
keep your eyes on the prize at the bottom of the glass
and drink it down fast, drink it down fast
drink beer, and you'll be alright
drink beer, every day and every night
when the world is giving you a heavy old time
drink as much as you can and you'll be fine
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Hedgehog Song
Chris asked us not to include the lyrics
to Hedgehog Song because he reckons they
give away the twist in the story. Sorry.
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The Shape We're In
every day / I don't know
any more / than the day before
every year / I don't grow
I'm still as small / as the year before
(fail to learn, learn to fail)
listen children,
your parents let you down
your teachers let you down
the government lets you drown
switch your bloody phone off
hands away from your face
your bed's in disarray
every week / I consume
too much bad news / too much american food
(fail to learn, learn to fail)
listen children,
your parents let you down
your teachers let you down
the government lets you drown
switch your bloody phone off
hands away from your face
pull your curtains open
your bed's in disarray
and every city street
is an open vein
every country lane
is an open vein
is an open vein
every night / matt can't sleep
his mind ignores / his body's urgent call
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N253
Susan's walking down Stamford Hill
On a stormy evening in November
She's being followed by an unmarked Police car
She can hear the buzzing 2-way radio noise
On the corner she stops to look around
You can run Susan, but you won't run far
She needs to reach the Tube or find a cab
Before it's too late
She needs the 253 to be on time
And she'll escape
Susan's face is easily remembered
No surgeons had the skill to hide her scars
And every staring passerby could be plainclothes
She needs to reach the park - somewhere green
Before they come
She needs a hundred pounds, a cigarette
Maybe a gun
She needs to reach the Tube or find a cab
Before it's too late
She needs the 253 to be on time
And she'll escape
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