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Funny Old World
02:53
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Take a look around at this world of ours
It’s a strange old place indeed
Where we all have to fight for the right to live
Seems a funny old world to me
You get newspapers bought by the working man
But they don’t really have any news
It’s all bingo, boobs & Tv Stars
What a funny old thing to do
Who’s gonna dance? Who’s gonna dance?
Who’s gonna dance with me?
As I try to hold onto my dignity
It’s a funny old world to me
Soap operas are the business now
But the longest running of them all
Has the nation out with their flags and shouts
As they go for a march down the mall
There’s a man in Rome and he tells us all
You must only mate to breed
But if you can’t conceive, the test tube’s out
It’s a funny old world indeed
Who’s gonna dance? Who’s gonna dance?
Who’s gonna dance with me?
Well I seem to be losing my sanity
It’s a funny old world to me
There’s more and more people claiming benefits
So what does the government do?
Cut Staff in the Dhss
Does that make any sense to you?
Clothes are a clue to your politics
Say the Magazines that we read
So the poor dress up and the rich dress down
It’s a funny old world indeed
Who’s gonna dance? Who’s gonna dance?
Who’s gonna dance with me?
Well I seem to be losing my sanity
It’s a funny old world to me
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Forgotten Men
04:16
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Ten pence, cuppa tea, thanks guv I can see
you’re a real gent
People look at me, don’t like what they see,
hate the life that I’ve spent
And I freeze!
Come take a peep, see where we sleep
Come sample what the world is like out on the street
We once had lives, we paid the rent
But now we’re all of us the world’s forgotten men
With the down & outs I go walkbout
begging all I can get
All those men in suits, holding down their roots,
one thing they all resent
Is I’m free!
Come take a peep, see where we sleep
Come sample what the world is like out on the street
We once had lives, we paid the rent
But now we’re all of us the world’s forgotten men
We didn’t ask to be living in luxury
but neither did we ask for this
Can’t look us in the eye coz you all realise
anyone could come to this
Still I freeze!
Come take a peep, see where we sleep
Come sample what the world is like out on the street
We once had lives, we paid the rent
But now we’re all of us the world’s forgotten men
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3. |
Sale of the Century
02:38
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Do you wanna be a Mogul? Do you wanna be a Jr?
Do you wanna play the market like the Big Boys do?
Do you wanna be a City Star?
Well all you need is chickenfeed
and you can own a company
In the sale of the century
Well it’s all done now by computer
and you don’t even need a degree
Just a little bit of dough & a Vdu
Could set you up nicely indeed
And all you need is chickenfeed
and you can own a company
In the sale of the century
Well it’s all going up for grabs now,
all of life’s little luxuries
Like fuel and transport and communication
They’d even sell the air that you breathe
And all you need is chickenfeed
and you can own a company
In the sale of the century
Right who’ll start the bidding of at a million?
Do I hear two million? Three?
Who’ll give me four million?
Do I hear five? Going at five million
Going, going, gone!
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4. |
On Fire
04:08
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I used to be a proud man
and so respected in this town
But it’s amazing just how short a time
it takes to bring a man right down
I was as honest as the day was long,
I was reliable and sound
But now I’ve lost my self respect
and all I do is mooch around
It’s burning up my brain, desire
I’m burning up with shame
My hear and soul is going up in flames
On fire!
I get confronted with the other half,
I hate the way they pose and preen
The way they flaunt their wealth around,
to me it’s all a bit obscene
I guess they really don’t know what it’s like
to own nothing but your dreams
Coz they will always be the first
to condemn your survival schemes
It’s burning up my brain, desire
I’m burning up with shame
My hear and soul is going up in flames
On fire!
All I want is a decent life,
a little comfort of my own
I’ve worked for it but it’s all been blown
through no fault of my own
When you’ve got nothing but a pile of debt
and desperation’s setting in
When you’re reliant on charity
just to do everyday things
A little cheating, just a little fiddle
seems the only way to choose
Well so you might get caught but then
again you’ve nothing left to lose
It’s burning up my brain, desire
I’m burning up with shame
My hear and soul is going up in flames
On fire!
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5. |
Addicted to Love
03:11
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I always say when we’ve called it a day
That’s the end, no more heavy relations again
But I know in a while I’ll be head over heels again
I’ll never change I’m addicted to love
Isn’t it great having no-one to answer to
Do what you feel any time that you want to
But oh in the night there aint no-one to hug you
I can’t seem to change I’m addicted to love
I’m doing alright, out every night
Then I see her and something goes bang
And it’s great being close looking into your eyes
A new face to explore and we both realise
That we both feel the same, this is just where we want to be
Always the same I’m addicted to love
Coz I can’t let go, can’t give it up
I can’t let go I’m addicted to love
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The Hate Game
05:22
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On saturday they play their game,
get special buses, special trains
The rest of us must all make way,
here we go here we go again
The Mob mentality’s what reigns
The streets on saturday ain’t safe
It’s the hate game!
(Do you want to be a hero,
No-one else sees you that way
Do you want to be a martyr for a stupid game)
You think it makes you such a man
to hold a weapon in your hand
To mutilate somebody’s face
and put your country in disgrace
And so they implement a ban
That makes you one real stupid man
At the hate game!
(Do you want to be a hero,
No-one else sees you that way
Do you want to be a martyr for a stupid game)
This male togetherness is strange
and it’s no longer just a game
This misplaced loyalty and pride
is no excuse for homicide
But you won’t have your way for long
The rest of us won’t sing your song
At the hate game!
(Do you want to be a hero,
No-one else sees you that way
Do you want to be a martyr for a stupid game)
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7. |
Love's Young Dream
03:00
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Well I was only seventeen
when we went and tied the knot
We were love’s young dream, we were full of it,
we had flowers we had the lot
We didn’t think about anything,
we just gazed into each others eyes
When we said “I Do” We were so made
up we just raised our heads to the skies
Well this is all we’d heard about and more
So we smiled and shut the door
But then we smiled no more
Kids came quickly one, two, three,
we played happy families
I went to work while you stayed at home
bouncing babies on your knees
It was difficult to make ends meet
on a single salary
So we both took turns at going out,
it was the only way it could be
Well this is all we’d heard about and more
So we smiled and shut the door
But then we smiled no more
Time passed quickly, years went by
I never knew before how time could fly
We looked so old then it came to me
I didn’t know you and you didn’t know me
Now that we are twenty-five
seems that life is passing us by
All of our friends are doing things,
leading such exciting lives
While we drink too much, we fight too much,
it’s a struggle just to get by
Still together, still as one
but leading separate lives
Well this is all we’d heard about and more
So we smiled and shut the door
But then we smiled no more
Love’s young dream!
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8. |
The Love Game
04:49
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Northern woman on her knees,
got no money with a family to feed
Her friends are calling “Wer’re Leaving Town”
the bright lights beckon southward bound
There’s lots of money on the street
in the city of glitter where no-one sleeps
You get rich, rich tourists & businessmen
seeking pleasure & eager to spend
You take what work you can get these days
The work may stink but at least it pays
Those bleating moralists can go to hell
If it’s all you’ve got it’s all you’ve got to sell
It’s the love game!
For fifty pence you can take a peep,
other services aint quite so cheap
Victorian values the price to sell,
but do victrian morals apply as well?
Enterprise is all we hear about
It’s what government ministers drone on and on about
It’s service industries they advocate
Lie back think of England, isn’t life just great
On the love game!
Men will always want to pay,
it’s a weakness that won’t go away
Yet people still look down on you,
but really who’s taking advantage of who
The law will still come down on you
You’re the one who’s punished for what you do
Still the customer walks away
But he’ll be back another day
On the love game!
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9. |
Time of Our Lives
03:59
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Eating fish & chips in Tony’s Café
Chasing one another through the park
Watch the girls go walking down the precinct
Kissing at the bus stop after dark
Here she comes now, here she comes now looking good
Here she comes now, here she comes now looking good
This is the best time of our lives
We can have the best time of our lives
Trips out to the beach during the summer
Playing football on the burning sand
Some try to be cool some to be macho
Watch the girls walk down the promenade
Here she comes now, here she comes now looking good
Here she comes now, here she comes now looking good
This is the best time of our lives
We can have the best time of our lives
This one is special, she is so special
I think she might like me, I’ll ask her name
Watching horror movies at the fleapit
She hangs onto my arm when she screams
Walk home through the snow she’s like an Angel
Kiss he at her door then home to dream
Here she comes now, here she comes now looking good
Here she comes now, here she comes now looking good
This is the best time of our lives
We can have the best time of our lives
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10. |
Guns and Rockets
03:34
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Here is a man who knows his mind,
he’s got a business that’s worldwide
He isn’t one for taking sides,
he’s got a growing enterprise
With advanced technology
he’ll help you ward off enemies
He really knows where he’s coming from
coz he really knows how to make a bomb
Gather round and see his new creation
Guaranteed to blow you to damnation
Guns and Rockets on the way,
lines his pockets every day!
Guns and Rockets on the way,
lines his pockets every day!
At the convention you’ll see him sell
to the Middle East, the states as well
As he wines & dines the ministry men
and takes them for a spin in the jet again
He really knows how to advertise
to the men with power in their eyes
Never let them forget the soviet threat,
it’s a matter of time, a real safe bet
Gather round and see his new creation
Guaranteed to blow you to damnation
Guns and Rockets on the way,
lines his pockets every day!
Guns and Rockets on the way,
lines his pockets every day!
What an asset to the economy
says the queen as he goes down on one knee
What a knight in shining armour he
makes the world so safe for you and me
Here is a man who knows his mind,
he’s got a business that’s worldwide
He really knows where he’s coming from
coz he really knows how to make a bomb
Gather round and see his new creation
Guaranteed to blow you to damnation
Guns and Rockets on the way,
lines his pockets every day!
Guns and Rockets on the way,
lines his pockets every day!
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Today (It's Happening)
06:58
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There was a dream that we had long ago of a future we all could enjoy
There was a hope in our hearts that we worked towards, a strategy we could employ
We’d all work together, we’d work hell for leather
To bring us prosperity, health & longevity
We’d have it all, how could we fall? Naively we believed it all
House that crumble down, dreams that then tumble down, this is the place where we live
Freezing in winter’s cold, starving both young and old, what sort of future is this?
Scared to go out, just as scared to stay in
Scared of murder and rape, scared of no escape
This is here this is now, this is any old town and it’s happening now, look around
Always encouraged to look after ourselves
But that means we all end up fighting among ourselves
Fighting for slices of one very small pie
So fight for your lives or give up and die
Somebody somewhere is doing quite well from this
They must be laughing at our futile efforts
To better ourselves, to procure us Some wealth
That is so out of reach, so out of reach
Time that we all stopped and thought what we’re doing and looked for a better way
I don’t believe there are so many people who want things to be this
Time for some trust, time to shake of the dust
Of this modern society with ancient philosophy
Your life is today and it won’t go away, don’t bury your head in decay
It’s happening, it’s happening, it’s happening, it’s hapenning today
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12. |
They're Telling Me!
02:51
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Well I sat in the class as they told their plan
How to be a success, a respectable man
And they made me compete with the rest of the herd
If you lose that’s too bad only winners get the reward
They’re telling me what I should be!
Well I sat in the flat with the Tv switched on
And the newspaper open to find out what’s going on
Be a man, have a pint, take a look at page 3
Watch the football and leave the important things to me
They’re telling me what I should be!
Don’t be a fool,
just follow the rules they taught you in school
Just do what’s right
and you’ll be alright and you can sleep tight
Well it seems what I’ve earned is the right to exist
And the right to be me is a chance that I’ve missed
In another place in a different time
Well the rules of the game might have been a little kinder
They’re telling me what I should be!
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I always say when we’ve called it a day
That’s the end, no more heavy relations again
But I know in a while I’ll be head over heels again
I’ll never change I’m addicted to love
Isn’t it great having no-one to answer to
Do what you feel any time that you want to
But oh in the night there aint no-one to hug you
I can’t seem to change I’m addicted to love
I’m doing alright, out every night
Then I see her and something goes bang
And it’s great being close looking into your eyes
A new face to explore and we both realise
That we both feel the same, this is just where we want to be
Always the same I’m addicted to love
Coz I can’t let go, can’t give it up
I can’t let go I’m addicted to love
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