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Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well,
Mama, we all go to hell.

Oh, well, now,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
Mama, we're all gonna die.
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry,
Mama, we're all gonna die.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let you go.
And when you go don't return to me my love.

Mama, we're all full of lies.
Mama, we're meant for the flies.
And right now they're building a coffin your size,
Mama, we're all full of lies.

Well Mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You should've raised a baby girl,
I should've been a better son.
If you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You should've been,
I could have been a better son.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let you go.

She said: "You ain't no son of mine
For what you've done they're gonna find
A place for you
And just you mind your manners when you go.
And when you go, don't return to me, my love."
That's right.

Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
It's really quite pleasant
Except for the smell,
Mama, we all go to hell.

2 - 3 - 4
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...

[Liza Minelli:]</i> And if you would call me your sweetheart,
I'd maybe then sing you a song

[Gerard Way:]</i> But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun,
You would cry out your eyes all along.

We're damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we fall.
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way,
To return from the ashes you call.

We all carry on (We all carry on)
When our brothers in arms are gone (When our brothers in arms are gone)
So raise your glass high
For tomorrow we die,
And return from the ashes you call.

LOVING TEH EMO"!!!S2!!!
 
Pioneer of aerodynamics
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
they thought he was real smart alec
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
he thought big they called it a phallic
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
they didn't know he was panoramic
little eiffel stands in the archway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
keeping low doesn't make no sense
sometimes people can be oh so dense
they didn't want it but he built it anyway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
little eiffel stands in the archway
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
keeping low don't make sense
keeping low doesn't make no-sense
(little eiffel, little eiffel)
little eiffel stands in the archway
oh alexander i see you beneath
the archway of aerodynamics.
 
When you're stuck like glue
When you need some goo
When you're stuck like glue,
Vaseline
When you're black and blue,
Vaseline
La la la la la la la la la la
When you're stuck like glue,
Give me some
When you're stuck like glue
If you'd like to woo,
Vaseline
La la la la la la la la la la
If it's hot like you,
Give me some
Do you need a clue,
I want some
Vaseline, Vaseline, Vaseline,
Vaseline, Vaseline, Vaseline.
 
His embrace, a fortress
It fuels me
And places
A skeleton of trust
Right beneath us
Bone by bone
Stone by stone
If you ask yourself patiently and carefully:
Who is it ?
Who is it that never lets you down ?
Who is it that gave you back your crown ?
And the ornaments are going around
Now they're handing it over
Handing it over

He demands a closeness
We all have earned a lightness
Carry my joy on the left
Carry my pain on the right

If you ask yourself patiently and carefully:
Who is it ?
Who is it that never lets you down ?
Who is it that gave you back your crown ?
And the ornaments are going around
Now they're handing it over
Handing it over
 
You can talk about your neighbor
You can grab him by the collar
You can hurt him only if he hollers
"Let me go…let me go"

But we all know that’s old-fashioned
And it can only lead to pain
Where we might end up on the corner
Taking handouts in the rain

You can bomb your foreign brother
You can hurt him until he dies
You can kill him until he never asks you why
You’re on his land…you’re on his land

But we all know that’s all over
And that can only lead to blame
Where we might end up for our country
Taking handouts in the rain

You can trample on your sister
You can hurt her only if she cries
You can hurt her only if she cares
With all her heart…with all her heart

But we all know she’d be a mother
And that could only lead to shame
Where she might end up for her children
Taking handouts in the rain

Teach your children stories
You can fill them full of lies
You can make them all despise
One another…one another

But when they all find out later
And they call us by our rightful names
And send us shamefully to old age
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain

:(:(
 
you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can
you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can

you told me that
you invented rock and roll
but i know for a fact
that you work down the dole office
shuffling papers and that
and looking at computers

you're not rock and roll
you work for the dole

you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can
you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can

you told me that
your mum was in charlie's angels
but i know your mum
she's got a face like face like a bag of chisels
and she works in a newsagents
she's never been on tv
and she doesn't look that much like
farrah fawcett to me


you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can
you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can

you me
you werwe a scientist
and you had created
a system of metamorphosis
you could change at will!
you could turn into a duck!
but i don't give a fuck
if you can change into a duck.


you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can
you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can

you told me that
you were the son
of bob marley
but i've met your dad
and he's an electrician
and he's wears a beige cardigan
and didn't invent type of any music
and speshificically not reggae
he's not even a musician.
he is an electrician.

and you're trying to make me believe things again.


you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can
you lying man, you lying man
you're telling lies wherever you can

you lying man, you lying man.
you lying man.
 
Oh yeah
Your one and only life
Ripped from the earth with these bare hands
You dare
Question the ritual
Despite continual
Threats of gonna get you all
1 law for the officers
1 for the gentlemen
2 bad you 3 know what it's 4
5 for this awful dive
6 for the genetics
7 for the lucky pricks who went into heaven
Nightmare
We ride for miles and miles
Following the howling of our prey
Out there
Reload our yellow rigs
Scrambling for shelter
Dig a void, decay
1 for the flaming sun
2 for the location
3 for the martyrs and the stars
4 for the wind and sand
5 so you understand
6 for the slips 'twixt the cup and the lips
[Come on! is thrown in after the last singing of this verse.]
1 for the cockpit blues
2 for the Panzer crews
3 for the vast and molten sky
4 for the failed talks
5 for the knives and forks
6 for forbidden kicks
All the yobbos in the sticks


C: ...10011...10011...
R: 10011...zeroes...
L: ...makeaveete, system overload, the ovual engine was not able to process all the required data in tone, tone, tone, tone...
 
thank you m for this band xxx

Now that it's over I found myself fleeting
The sound permeated all directions at once
I never said goodbye to the family, lovers
Brothers and daughters, the rest of the bunch

It seems so strange that the things I was chasing
Have all evaporated like a distant dream
Petty ambition, petty obstruction
Something in between

I really thought it would go on forever
Never believed they would sever the ties
All of the questions remaining unanswered
A stranger's reflection in a stranger's eyes

Here is a child playing in a garden
Here is an old man with a broken heart
Here comes a train to take you away
It all goes round and round and comes back to the start

I was never really sure what I was waiting for
When the moment came I was looking away
Obsessed with a past, scared of the future
Never took the time to be here today

After everything now this happens
It's not a grand illusion, it's a stupid little trick
The show must go on, these people have paid
You're standing in the wings feeling kinda sick

Never really sure what you were waiting for
When the moment came you just couldn't choose
The fog sweeps down over the marine city
Standing backstage trying to pull on your shoes
 
Sven Sven Sven Goran Erikson
He's got Jimmy Saville's haircut so how'd he get a lovely girlfriend
He tried to many players for the Holland game
yeah how'd he forget Collymore they says he's insane

Sven Sven Sven Goran Erikson
He's a lovely geezer but don't forget that he's from Sweden.
Upfront there's Michael Owen and Heskey that's his pal
He should shave off Seamans tash and cut his ponytail

Seaman Seaman Seaman your hair is in a right old state
All you need is a Mark one Escort and sovereign ring mate
What a wally David looks his hair will have to go
cos hes a cross between Burt Reynolds and Peter String fellow

Rudi Rudi Rudi Rudi Voller
Four Scrum der technique or somethin' or other

Little Micheal Owen he put three past Ollie Kahn
And Ollie must have cried his eyes out
Down the autobahn

Sven Sven Sven Goran Erikson
He's got Jimmy Saville's haircut so how'd he get a lovely girlfriend


Ollie Ollie Ollie Oliver Kahn
Eins zwei drei vier funf thats five in German

Steven Gerrard crossed the German line
Mr Churchill would be proud as he put up the victory sign

Stevie stevie stevie steve gerrard
Stevie stevie stevie steve gerrard
He mugged Dietmar Hamman cos he is well 'ard

We can play that Jordan with her Jelly bags
When we win the World Cup she'll get them out for the lads

Sven Sven Sven Goran Eriksson................
 
I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are
All I can feel

- It's been fifteen years almost to the day. *sigh*
 
^^aaw :(

Babe this city is a mouth
Set to swallow you
What you doing in this town?
So take my hand, you'll fall

Don't you fall
Don't you fall

All the windows full of eyes
Always watching you
Underneath these cracked black skies
We can't be safe at all

Don't you fall
Don't you fall

Empty houses full of sounds
Always haunting you
And there is no hallowed ground
So just watch out, you'll fall

Don't you fall (don't you, don't you, don't you fall)
Don't you fall (don't you, don't you)

(Don't you fall)
 
Threw my bad fortune
Off the top of
A tall building
But I'd rather have done it with you

Your boy's smile
Five in the morning
Looked into your eyes
And I was really in love

In Chinatown
Hungover
You showed me
Just what I could do

Talking about
Time travel
And the meaning
And just what it was worth

And I feel like some bird of paradise
My bad fortune slipping away
And I feel the innocence of a child
Everybody's got something good to say

Things I once thought
Unbelievable
In my life
Have all taken place

When we walked through
Little Italy
I saw my reflection
Come right off your face

I paint pictures
To remember
You're too beautiful
To put into words

Like a gypsy
You dance in circles
All around me
And all over the world

And I feel like....

So I take my
Good fortune
And I fantasize
Of our leaving
Like some modern-day
Gypsy landslide

Like some modern-day
Bonnie and Clyde
On the run again
 
A man lives at the corner of the street,
And his neighbors think hes helpful and hes sweet,
cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand,
But no one knows he really is a plastic man.

Hes got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose.
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums,
And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum.
(plastic bum)

Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).

Hes got plastic flowers growing up the walls,
He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork,
He likes plastic cups and saucers cause they never break,
And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate.

Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).

Hes got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
And his children wanna be plastic like their dad,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got a phony smile that makes you think he understands,
But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man)

Plastic man (plastic man).
 
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you

So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight


The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight


Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, I'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today
But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


Oh, my sacred one ...
Oh ...
 
This is a message to persons unknown
Persons in hiding, persons unknown

Survival in silence
Isn't good enough no more
Keeping your mouth shut
Head in the sand

Terrorists and saboteurs
Each and every one of us
Hiding in shadows
Persons unknown

Hey there Mr. Average
You don't exist, you never did
Hiding in shadows
Persons unknown

Habits of hiding
Soon will be the death of us
Dying in secret
From poisons unknown

This is a message
To persons unknown
Strangers and passers-by
Persons unknown

Turning a blind eye
Hope to go unrecognised
Keeping your secrets
Persons unknown

Housewives and prostitutes
Plumbers in boiler suits
Truants in coffee bars
Who think you're alone

Big men on building sites
Sick men in dressing gowns
Agents in motor cars
Who never go home

Women in factories
One parent families
Women in purdah
Persons unknown

Wild girls and criminals
Rotting in prison cells
Patients in corridors
Persons unknown

Statistics on balance sheets
Numbered and rubber-stamped
Blind and invisible
You're lost in your homes

Liggers and layabouts
Lovers on roundabouts
Wake up in the morning
With persons unknown

Accountants in nylon shirts
Feminists in floral skirts
Nurses for when it hurts
Persons unknown

Astronauts and celibates
DJs and hypocrites
Liars and lunatics
Persons unknown

Hopefuls on football pools
Teachers in empty schools
Kids into heroin
Not yet full grown

Typists and usherettes
Black men who can't forget
The lonely who long for
Persons unknown

Closet idealists
Bald-headed realists
Rastas and bikers
The voice on the phone

Pimps and economists
Royalty and communists
Rioters and pacifists
Persons unknown

Visionaries with coloured hair
Leather boys who just don't care
Garter girls with time to spare
Persons unknown

Judges with prejudice
Dissidents and anarchists
Policemen deal dirty tricks
To persons unknown

Strikers and pickets
Collectors of tickets
Radical architects
The queen on her throne

Soldiers in uniform
Sailors and stevedores
Beggars and bankers
Perjurers and men of law

Football crowd hooligans
Bunking off school again
Workers down tools again
United's at home

Smokers with heart disease
Cleaners of lavatories
The old with their memories
Persons unknown

Flesh and blood are who we are
Flesh and blood are what we are
Flesh and blood are who we are!
Our cover is blown!
 
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(hes here! hes here!
Hes here! hes here!)

I hear him, before I go to sleep
And focus on the day thats been.
I realise hes there,
When I turn the light off and turn over.

Nobody knows about my man.
They think hes lost on some horizon.
And suddenly I find myself
Listening to a man Ive never known before,

Telling me about the sea,
All his love, til eternity.

Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.

Hes very understanding,
And hes so aware of all my situations.
And when I stay up late,
Hes always waiting, but I feel him hesitate.

Oh, Im so worried about my love.
They say, no, no, it wont last forever.
And here I am again, my girl,
Wondering what on earth Im doing here.
Maybe he doesnt love me.
I just took a trip on my love for him.

Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=lzbw-53g2CU&feature=related
 
My world is empty without you, baby
My world is empty without you, baby

And as I go my way alone
I find it hard for me to carry on
I need your strength
I need your tender touch
I need the love, my dear
I miss so much

My world is empty without you, baby
My world is empty without you, baby

From this old world
I try to hide my face
From this loneliness
There's no hiding place
Inside this cold and empty house I dwell
In darkness with memories
I know so well

I need love now
More then before
I can hardly
Carry on anymore

My world is empty without you, babe
Without you, babe
(My world is empty) without you, babe

My mind and soul
Have felt like this
Since love between us
No more exist
And each time that darkness falls
It finds me alone
With these four walls

My world is empty without you, babe
Without you, babe
(My world is empty) without you, babe

Without you, babe
Without you, babe
 
Your eyes are just like black spiders
Your hair and dress in ribbons. Babycakes
In despair or incoherent. Nothing in between
China white, my bride tonight
Smiling on the tiles
Bring that minute back
We never get so close as when the sunward flight begins
I share it all with you
Powder blue
Stumble through the crowds together
They're trying to ignore us. That's o.k.
I'm proud to be the one you hold when the shakes begin
Sallow skinned, starry eyed, blessed
In our sin
Bring that minute back
We never get so close to death
Makes you so alive
I share it all with you
Powder blue
 
Is it worth it?
A new winter coat and shoes for the wife
And a bicycle on the boy's birthday
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
By the women and children
Soon we'll be shipbuilding.......
Well I ask you
The boy said "Dad they're going to take me to task, but I'll be back by Christmas"
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
Somebody said that someone got filled in
For saying that people get killed in
The result of this shipbuilding
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
A telegram or a picture postcard
Within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards
And notifying the next of kin
Once again
It's all we're skilled in
We will be shipbuilding........
With all the will in the world
Diving for dear life
When we could be diving for pearls.
 
You made me forget my dreams
When I woke up to you sleeping
We had peace for a night at least
But the trouble starts today
This morning youll say
Ill see you sometime, maybe and i
Fall back to uneasy sleep

You made me forget my dreams
I was building a space rocket
With the boy who played bass guitar
With the boy whos wearing flares
He didnt care
He lit the fuse and ran for a mile
The space rocket went up in style
The space rocket went up in style

Ill lend you two hundred quid
For a flight across the ocean
Maybe things will look better there
Because they couldnt be much worse
Than tears and a curse
For men with guns, maturing in age
Will always pay a shitty wage
Theyll always pay a shitty wage

You made me forget my dreams
When I woke up to you sleeping
There was blood on the sheets again
And the view outside the window
Of gardens in bloom
Obscured by all the trouble we had
I think I better make a move
I think I better make a move
 
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming

Now I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down
 
Hello
I am the ghost of troubled Joe
Hung by his pretty white neck
Some eighteen months ago
I travelled to a mystical time zone
But I missed my bed
So I soon came home
They said:
"There's too much caffeine
In your blood stream
And a lack of real spice
In your life"
I said:
"Leave me alone because i'm alright, dad
Just surprised to still be on my own...."
Ooh, but don't mention love
I'd hate the strain of the pain again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before
So it shall be again
And people who are uglier than you and I
They take what they need, and leave
Ooh, but don't mention love
I'd hate the pain of the strain all over again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before
So why can't it be now?
And people who are weaker than you and I
They take what they want from life
Ooh, but don't mention love
No - just don't mention love!
A rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours
Your youth may be gone
But you're still a yound man
So phone me, phone me, phone me
So phone me, phone me, phone me
Ooh, I think I'm in love
Ooh, I think I'm in love
Ooh, I think I'm in love
 
Knocking on an open door
it doesn't feel like coming home
i look around and watch my steps
one glimpse of you - and i go back

my peppermint, my sweetest thing
you cannot lose cause i can't win
it must be hard to tell a lie
when i ask what is on your mind

from the outside you are sweet
but you hold my hand to fight
sentimental times

careful when you look for more
adjust the vision of your scope
it's kind of sad to see
you're all i need but i am incomplete

my peppermint, my sweetest thing
you'll never lose cause i can't win
you took my heart and that is fine
do it over if you forgot why

from the outside you are sweet
but you hold my hand to fight
sentimental times
 
I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
 
So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).

So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions

So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogs bleed into one

I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that could hold us back.

There'd be no distance that could hold us back
There'd be no distance that could hold us back

So this is the new year
So this is the new year
So this is the new year
So this is the new year
 
Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground
And start new when your heart is an empty room
With walls of the deepest blue

Fall fades how it ages when you're away
Spring blooms and you find the love that's true
But you don't know what now to do
Cause the chase is all you know
And she stopped running months ago

And all you see is where else you could be
When you're at home out on the street
Are so many possibilities to not be alone

The flames and smoke climbed out of every window
And disappeared with everything that you held dear
And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn't need
Cause you knew you were finally free

Cause all you see is where else you could be
When you're at home out on the street
Are so many possibilities to not be alone

And all you see is where else you could be
When you're at home there on the street
Are so many possibilities to not be alone
 
Beetlebum
What you've 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 when she lets me slip away
She turns me on
All my violence is gone
Nothing is wrong
I just slip away and I am gone
Nothing is wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and now I am gone
Beetlebum
Because you're young
She's a gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
She'll suck your thumb
She'll make you come
Coz, she's your gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on
All my violence is gone
Nothing is wrong
I just slip away and I am gone
Nothing is wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and now I am gone
He's on, he's on, he's on it.

- I've always heard the ending as 'disarm, disdarm, disarm it/him'
 
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