Founds total 129 songs
Mr. Robinsons' Quango
Oh, Mr. Robinson. and his quangos. Dirty dealer, expensive car. Runs the buses and the evening star. He got a hairpiece ooh, he got herpes. His private life is very discreet.
Mr Briggs
Mr. Briggs is on holiday. But he stays in his room. He's too cold to go out for evening smoke. The lady down the hallway. Is deaf and dumb to what you say.
Miss America
{Michael. Ha ha ha. Huh. Ha}. . Miss America, sits in the shower. She's plucking hours from the sky. Picks up the telephone, into another home. Don't ask me why.
Magpie
I was angry with my friend. I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe. I told it not, my wrath did grow. . And I watered it in fears.
Magic America
Bill Barratt has a simple dream. He calls it his plan B. Bulidings in the sky and the air is sugar-free. And everyones very friendly. . Well, plan B arrived on a holiday.
Mace
Pedalling on a bicycle. I'm on my way to make a call. I try to touch you. Through the double glazing. But the curtains were drawn. The family gone away.
M. O. R.
It's automatic. I need to unload. Under the pressure. Gone middle of the road. Fall into fashion. Fall out again. We stick together. Cause it never ends.
Luminous
Don't look at me as. Your only regret what you don't see. You know more than I. So think for me. Think what your not. . Ah ah ah ah. . Love substitute for the.
Lot 105
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Look Inside America
Good mornin', lethargy. Drink Pepsi, it's good for energy. The bath's on, smoke in the bedroom. Sore throat, and on my neck a nasty bruise. And where it came from, well I don't know.
London Loves
A malady has taken him over. Coughing tar in his Japanese motor. The lights are magic, and he feels lucky. And he's got money, shoots like an arrow, oh.
It Could Be You
Ch-ch-ch-churchill. Got his lucky number. Tomorrow there's another. Could be me, could be you. . No silver spoon. Sticky teeth they rot too soon. You've got to have the best tunes.
Inertia
Fear of being left behind. Can take you over. Suddenly you will choke. Maybe it's just a joke. I'm not sure of you. . I can't hear you now. There's too much that's going around.
I'm All Over
I always knew that there would be someone somewhere. Who had it in for me. I always knew that there would be no-one nowhere. Who was anything like me.
I'm Just A Killer For Your Love
I heard a man who had no lungs. He took me in and made me lunch. He told me how I'd lost a friend. He smiled at me it was the end. I said. . I'm just a killer for your love.
I Know
What you want to be is what I am. How you want to feel is how I feel. But nothing stays the same when I am here. Just waiting for it all to disappear.
High Cool
when you come here. which you sometimes do. don't think that. i really want you to. . and if you come here. which you always do. don't think that. i expect you to.
He Thought Of Cars
Moscow's still red. The young man's dead. Gone to heaven instead. The evening news. Says he was confused. The motorways will all merge soon. Lottery winner buys the moon.
Hanging Over
I'm alive. I can breathe the air. I can hurt you. I can float up here. So soft and tingling. You can't touch me. I'm floating away. . I woke up. And went down next door.
Got Yer!
Look at Him, Grumpy old man. You sour old bed pan. He's gone dropped his fag He's got a fly between his ears. it catches life. And buzzes in my head. .
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