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Pandemonium
04:00
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Pandemonium
Whatever you say I'm against it.
You know I'm a reasonable man
You've got ten minutes to evacuate
That's about as far as I've planned
What we really love and do best
Is pandemonium
What we really love and do best
Is pandemonium
The Kennedies, Luther and Malcomn X
They all got shot somehow
And look at how and what they were saying
Nobody's doing it now
We're gonna go wild just like we were free
Otherwise there's no point to the Pill
At Windsor and Warehouse and Acid House raves
Dancing like a fool on the Hill
Narcissus was too inhibited
Compared to us, he only liked
I once wrote a story about what's going on
And like my drink it was spiked
They throw explosives at bishops in Lewis,
England, on the fifth of November
They dump folks in barrels and roll 'em down the hill
It really is a night to remember
Is this the EC?
Or is this the UK?
No! This is the third rock from the Sun
The New Republic and what we say is
What we really love and do best
Is pandemonium
What we really love and do best
Is pandemonium
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Eat Your Voice
04:18
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Eat your voice
Everytime I hear your voice
A salmon leaps it has no choice
The Queen is driving her Rolls Royce
Rose petals fall and we rejoice
Gandalf’s dragon falls on us
Locomotive is the ruch
You know you want it so you must
California or bust
Little Italy: me and you sharing pesto and the view
Petit France in late September something warm to remember
China town where we can noodle in and out of steamy food halls
This chevalier's made their choice.
I just wanna eat your voice
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Okay Man, Let's get Psychedelic
Okay man let's get psychedelic and travel to the outer limits
We're all worms made up of Now in time-sized units.
To look at us as you must be in another dimension
We'd be thinner at each end and fatter in the centre
But then you would believe in destiny if you're looking back
When the future seems so much more of a craic
I'm gonna reach out and dance on the rain
And blend into the sheen on each window pane
Sparkle and tingle like dew on your neck
Bring you up short. And you say: "What the Heck!"
You're here! And you're there! Then you're in space
Now you know where to go when the landing takes place
I was watching the clouds shape into Raphael's
"Welcome Of Alexander" among the wisps and curls
Poor old Jo and Anna could only just see ducks
Or the shapes of hippopotomi, they were having awful luck
They could only see bath toys when looking at the tome
When I was drowning in all the treasures that were Rome
Let's fly to the moon or at least go to the Brioche
Or go score some pies from the Felafel kiosk
Somewhere in between the atoms floating in time
Is the answer to a particular question of mine
Consciousness. Focus. Having it all
Now I like the rules I can play ball?
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4. |
She's Mad At Me
05:01
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She’s Mad At Me
She's mad, she’s mad, she’s mad....
She writhing and swaying and shouting out loud
She's mad, she’s mad, shes mad....
She's a way with words d'make the Snoop Dogg proud
She's mad and I’m in trouble
Scratching my nose, finger my stubble
She’s mad, she’s mad, she’s mad....
She’s mad at me
She’s mad, she’s mad, she’s mad....
She’s mad at me
She's mad, she’s mad, she’s mad....
She's dancing and laughing and shouting out loud
She's mad, she’s mad, she’s mad....
Her current behavior seems to be attracting a crowd
She's mad and I'm in trouble
If I walk I make it double
She’s mad at me (She’s mad at me),
Says I’m a pig (Says I’m a pig),
Sick of my yelp! (Sick of my yelp!)
She’s mad at me (She’s mad at me),
So I’ll keep quiet (So I’ll keep quiet),
Before I try to help (Before I try to help)
She's mad and I’m in trouble
Scratching my nose, finger my stubble
She’s mad at me!
She’s mad at me!
She's mad
And I’m in trouble.....
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5. |
Owe Us A Living
05:23
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Owe Us A Living
We know what you’re doing - we’ve seen the blisters
We know what you’re doing - heard it in a song
We know what you’re doing - heard the Chinese whispers
We know what you’re doing - and you’re doing it wrong
I can’t believe you’re political, social, educational sub-normal
I can’t believe you’re political, social, educational sub-normal
Owe Us a living
Owe Us a living
Owe Us a living
We know what you’re doing - A private-eye told me
We know what you’re doing - seen it on on TV
We know what you’re doing - now I’m gonna scold thee
We know what you’re doing - and you’re taking the “P”
I can’t believe you’re political, social, educational sub-normal
I can’t believe you’re political, social, educational sub-normal
Owe Us a living - don’t they? Don’t they?
Owe Us a living - don’t they? Don’t they?
Owe Us a living - don’t they? Don’t they
We know what you’re doing - we’ve seen the blisters
We know what you’re doing - heard it in a song
We know what you’re doing - heard the Chinese whispers
We know what you’re doing - and you’re doing it wrong
I can’t believe you’re political, social, educational sub-normal
I can’t believe you’re political, social, educational sub-normal
Owe Us a living - don’t they? Don’t they?
Owe Us a living - don’t they? Don’t they?
Owe Us a living - don’t they? Don’t they
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The Richest Man In The World
Left the City in the morning, eighteen hours on the plane
Land in Chita still yawning, but wait-up coz we gotta face
Ten hours in a taxi driven by a man who's drunk
As much as every other taxi driver, so we are stuffed
But there was some relief. I don't mean to sound fickle
Because now I knew (Iooked at his gold teeth)
What became of Travis Bickle.
He really liked loud Boney M and twenty cigarettes an hour
Like being in the Wag Club in Former Yugoslavia
I'm having lunch with the richest man in the world
My petition polished and pearled
I'm gonna meet the richest man in the world
I wanna make my wife his little girl
The Toyota Taxi bit the dust 200 miles from anywhere groovy.
Then a car came roaring round the bend,
It was just like in a movie
Everybody was so happy (And it's a limousine, excuse me!)
"Please give us a lift" I held my breath
"Get in" he smiled "They call this 'The Road of Death'"
It's 200 miles till we get to Crass
He says: "Now tell me where you're going, if don't mind me asking?"
I'm having lunch with the richest man in the world
My petition polished and pearled
I'm gonna meet the richest man in the world
I wanna make my wife his little girl
At eleven thirty pm. At gate 1K ten
I'm following the guards who will lead me to my man
It must seem really funny that a man so swell
Must live his life in a prison cell
So we were chitching-and-a-chatching
When a fellow prisoners wife said could she
Catch-up with the latest broadcast of Big Brother on his Tv
She was really shocked to discover he only had a radio
She was surprised that such a swell had fallen so very low.
I'm having lunch
with the richest man in the world
My petition polished and pearled
I'm gonna meet the richest man in the world
I wanna make my wife his little girl
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The Trip Where You Get To Fly
Let me get you on my wavelength and I'll take you on a trip
You'll be a little thinner
And you'll feel a little hip
On the hill intrepid warriors, friends, travellers, but lost
You must bring them warmth and shelter
Or they'll die of frost
I forgot. You got the power to zap stuff and fly
So jump out of the window quick
Your mates are gonna die
For fear to quench: buttocks clench dive into the dark
You’ re in the right direction
But too flat to hit the park
Then as soon as you have thought it: you're flying at your friends
Under attack from Burghers
You'll have to make amends
Don't forget you got the power to zap stuff and my
See those burghers run real quick
And all you did was try
Amsterdam. You the man. Everything is yours
Inside the Castle keep
And on the sandy shore
Time now for the party: celebration life
Laughter stuck on faces
I think I’m getting high
Don’t forget you got the power to zap stuff and fly
But don’t go bloody mad,
You’ll just make people cry
So, Friends get saved and those depraved Burghers all get zapped
And everyone agrees
That it’s good to have you back
I got you on my wavelength and I took you on a trip
You area little thinner
You are a little hip
I forgot, you ain't got the power to zap stuff or fly
So if you jump out of the window
My friend, you’re gonna die
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8. |
Confusion Is A Ball
04:50
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Confusion is a ball
You can't have it all
Throw them in the air
Who knows where they fall
Suddenly the Autumn Wind picks up and dashes all the leaves
And the fingers of the trees,
point at the Winter Blue
over the Mountain on it’s knees
Confusion is a ball
You can't have it all
Throw them in the air
Who knows where they fall
Suddenly the Winter dark gets in, and mashes all my dreams
And the branches of my life
Reach to Winter death
Beyond a fountain that will freeze
Confusion is a ball
You can't have it all
Throw them in the air
Who knows where they fall
Suddenly the Spring sunshine cuts through and slashes smokey sheets
And the buds upon the leaves
Walk through the Winter deep
Upto the lodge with walnut beams
Confusion is a ball
You can't have it all
Throw them in the air
Who knows where they fall
Suddenly the Summer Sun is bright and y’know sometimes you can’ t see
And the mulch you tiptoe on
To avoid the Winter flu
That blinds the woods with trees
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Deja-Vu
04:31
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ome kinda God took nothing and made the world
Some kinda God circumcised the boys and girls
Some kinda God or Some kinda church
Some kinda punishment. Some kinda birch
You do not have to have lived that long, maybe 24
To suss out that lots of things have happened once before
And you begin to turn away - it all seems such a bore
When so many things that happen seem to have happened once before
Some kinda God made what we all enjoy
Some kinda God taught us all to destroy
Some kinda God or some kinda church
Some kinda punishment. Some kinda birch
You do not have to have lived that long, maybe 24
To suss out that lots of things have happened once before
And you begin to turn away - it all seems such a bore
When so many things that happen seem to have happened once before
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I’ve been taking things for granted
I don’t suppose you do
Maybe I’ve not been well
When you’re down it’s hard to tell
If that last knock was the death knell
I know this to be true
I’ve been taking you for granted
Because of the things you do
You always ring my bell
Though you’ve had a ;little hell
With so much to sell
I know this to be true
Taking my songs for granted
What a silly thing to do
So I’ve changed things ‘round
And I’m honour bound
To sculpt words and sound
I know this to be true
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Sweet Summer Rain
04:29
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Sweet summer rain, laughing at the wind
These are the memories I hold most dear
But I’m so miserable right now
It’s like you’re still here
And now you come around here
Boy you’ve got some face
Acting like you was a member
Of the whole wide human race
When everything about you
Is a total disgrace
Hot, wet sex, there I’ve said it
These are the memories I hold most dear
But I’m so miserable right now
It’s like you’re still here
Do you remember we were paid to buy marijuana?
These are the memories I hold most dear
But I’m so miserable right now
It’s like you’re still here
Sweet summer rain, laughing at the wind
These are the memories I hold most dear
But I’m so in love with you
It’s like you’re still here
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12. |
The Kiss
05:03
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And as she walked away, he felt like causing an affray
Like in a helicopter, say, shooting a rhinoceros
He felt the rumbles of a scream, she felt that she should cause a scene
But she’d come a cropper. Hey! Who knows what’s to become of us
So she stands and counts to ten. She can make the noise of two men
“You tried to fool me!” “You never cared!” “Your need was biological!”
“You silly Bitch!” he tells her crude. “You only love money!” Stupid and rude
His comments are way over the bar. At least those I can recall.
I love you and you love me too
You know you do, oh yes you do
You know I can’t understand how you always have a need right know!
You’re so picky. Always busy. And you’re always full of spite
Why do you make me feel so wrong? I can’t help it: all that longing
Here’s the deal. I’m for real. And it can be hard to get it right.
You don’t know what you’re saying. At least sober-up that’s what I’m saying
Oh no can’t you see: that’s me and that I’m reaching out
I’ve said things and I’ve been mistaken, Let’s avoid a confrontation
I know it sounds strange, but I’ve got to change. And I’ll begin by speaking out
It’s been three months and I can’t stop thinking. It’s been three months since I quit drinking
It’s not very long. It still feels strong. And there’s so much love we missed
As they spoke it stirred in my, like that little bird, you see
Passion is still in fashion. And it’s been three months since they kissed
Some say a kiss is just a kiss. Kiss gainsayers all be dissed
On my list. Tattooed on fist. Wanna be sealed with a kiss
Some say a kiss a chance at bliss. A kiss like this cannot be missed
Never was a cold kiss. Always is a bold kiss. Seeping thru your veins this rock n roll kiss
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Clap-Clap!
06:20
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Here's a brand new dictionary
So everyone can understand
Television. And movies
And press: Propaganda
Let's take all the money in the world
And put it in a box in my right hand
Then take all the poverty,
And put it in a bundle in my left hand
Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap!
Here's a brand new dictionary
So everyone can understand
Traveller means Pioneer
And while we're talking about the land
Let's take all the waste they make
And place the bundle in my right hand
Then take all waste you make
And put it in a bundle in my left hand
Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap!
What's your tender for the tenderness?
How many feelings in a sigh
How many hugs in a very tight squeeze?
How many smiles in cry?
Here's a brand new dictionary
So everyone can understand
Development is Exploitation
From the Nile to the Rio Grand
Let's take all the money they make
And put it in a box in my right hand
Then take all the the money we make
And put it in a bundle in my left hand
Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap!
Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap!
Here's a brand new dictionary
So everyone can understand
Television. And movies
And press: Propaganda
Let's take all the money in the world
And put it in a box in my right hand
Then take all the poverty,
And put it in a bundle in my left hand
Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap! Clap-Clap!
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Someday
05:57
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They say I can't climb no mountain
They say I can't climb no tree
They say I can't climb no fences
Well that don't make sense to me
Someday let freedom reign
In the State of Alabama
Someday let freedom reign
In the Borough of St Paul's
Someday let freedom reign
On the streets of Burma
Someday let freedom rain
I’m gonna break down on these walls
And so I stand next the mountain
And I stand next to the tree
But when I'm stand next to the fences
It just don't make sense to me
And so I climbed the mountain
And I climbed that tree
And now I'm gonna climb the fences
Everybody come with me
And so we climbed the mountain
Then we climbed that tree
And now we’ve climbed the fences
Now it all makes sense to me
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15. |
We Are God!
05:02
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We are God We are God We are God We are God
We are God We are God We are God
I am God I am God I am God I am God
I am God I am God I am God
I am God and I've created my world
It's full of happy boys and lots of pretty girls
Fee meet Joe. Joe meet Fee.
Now go have fun. It's that easy!
I am God I am God I am God I am God
Don't do that. Don't do that. Don't do that. Don't do that.
I am God and this is our world
Sierra Leionesse boys. Charlie Manson's girls
It's all gone wrong. It didn't take long
Seven days to make. I can fix it with a song
I am God I am God I am God I am God
Don't do that. Don't do that. Don't do that. Don't do that.
If I was a vengeful God I'd come and kick your arse
If I was compassionate, I guess I'd let it pass
If I was a Catholic God, it would be a sin
And if He wears togas and a beard, it would do my head right in
And if i was Druid I would look the part
And if I was a women at least I'd have a heart
If I was a Chinese God I would be a buck
And if i was a Gypsy God it would be bad luck
And if i was a stupid God I'd say "Invade Iraq"
And if i was a security-God I'd let you in 'round the back
And if I was a Bhuddist God I'd say: "Try again next time"
And if I was the Devil I'd say: "You're doing fine"
We are God We are God We are God We are God
We are God We are God We are God
We are God and this is our world
Boys
Girls
Boys
Girls
I told you this was easy
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