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Sometimes Plunder
Two little ducks sank with a knock knock knock. She got twenty on tick and smoked the bloody lot. The fridge was bare, the dog was bones. Weavin' and a-bobbin' when the tallyman calls.
Somebody Else
For someone to drop that bomb. Somebody else must do research for to enable the design of such deadly bombs. Somebody else must invest in manufacturing all those dirty fucking stinking bombs.
Social Dogma
I'm just scraping the social dogma. From the bottom of my soul. . No beat, no rhythm. No beat, no rhythm. No beat, no rhythm. . {Can you name him?. We'll bring you the answer.
Snip Snip Snip
Well madam how'd you like it, maybe plenty off the back? I heard the coiners took the scissor to the Union Jack, with a snipper and a clipper and a bloody close shave making fivers, tenners, twenties, change. What's your size? What's the hours? No, you don't need the hassle--take the new short cut to the old clippy castle with the ramblers and the scramblers and the loiners and the tykes and the punks and the hippies living over by the pike..
Smash Clause 29!
Oscar Wilde, Oscar Wilde, can you tell me where you've been?. I've been down to London town to pay a visit to the Queen.. Oscar Wilde, Oscar Wilde, can you tell me what you saw?.
Smash Clause 28!
Oscar wilde, oscar wilde, can you tell me where you've been?. I've been down to london town to pay a visit to the queen.. Oscar wilde, oscar wilde, can you tell me what you saw?.
Smart Bomb
Rain on me, oh, friendly fire. (Smart bomb). Me an' Audrey gonna sing it for ya. (Smart bomb). A headache pill to die for. (Smart bomb). From all participating stores.
Smalltown
And every morning comes too soon. All your nights are sleepless. Poison arrows. To ruin your tomorrows. . Below suspicion. Cafes full of people dressed as spies.
Slap!
One, two, three, four. Slap. . Fleet Street fell in love. But the girl proved hard to get. Took a seat at the old boy's club. But wouldn't share the bed.
Slag Aid
This is the last one. Organize, occupy, kick the bastards out. Don't wear the gold lame. In keeping with the fashion for charity, not change. . Here's out contribution, we've called it Slag Aid.
Sing About Love
I dont want to sing about anger and hate. I dont want to sing about fear and defeat. I dont want to sing about the things I always sing about. I wish I could sing about love.
Shot
All gathered 'round the 18th tee. With pringle and tartan and shooting sticks. Binoculars, poised, ready to use. Watching, waiting, there it goes!. Great shot!.
Shoot
I heard that in the first world war. The soldiers called a truce. For a christmas game of football. Instead of fighting their pointless war. Instead of fighting their pointless war.
Shock! Horror!
'Forward with Braitain!' with the Daily Mirror. 'The Facts Not The Fiction' boasts The Star. The fact is that attacks on Asians and Blacks. By people who read this racist crap.
Shipbuilding (1983)
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.
Shhh
(Chorus). Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing. Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing. L A U G H I N G laughing. L A U G H I N G laughing.
She's Got All The Friends That Money Can Buy (single Version)
She's got all the friends that money can buy. She's the apple of her daddy's eye. . She's got all the friends that money can buy. She's the apple of her daddy's eye.
She's Got All The Friends That Money Can Buy
She's got all the friends that money can buy. She's the apple of her daddy's eye. . She's got all the friends that money can buy. She's the apple of her daddy's eye.
Shake Baby Shake
(Shake it, shake it). (Shake it, shake it). . Shake, baby, shake the memories away. (Shake it, shake it). Shake this grown up barbie doll of a day. (Shake it, shake it).
Sewing Up Crap
I don't know. I don't know. . Chain, chain, chain, chain. Chain, chain, chain, chain. . A cut-price empire, clean-cut lines. A perfect body and a dirty mind.
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