rudebox

RUDEBOX : 23 octobre 2006

RUDEBOX

Do the rudebox, Shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, Shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, Shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, Shake your rudebox

OK then back to basics, grab
Your shell toes and your fat laces
A little hand clap for some funk faces
And make your body move in the following places
Goes up your back and then down your spine
And when it hits your head…

OK then back to bass-heads
Dance like you just won at the special Olympics
I got the rudebox of the back of a spaceship
So sick I just had to take it
The R.U.D.E.B.O.X.  up yer jacksy, split yer kecks
Sing a song of Semtex
Pocket full of Durex
Body full of mandrax
Are we gonna have sex (Yes!)
Will you wear your knee socks (Whooah!)
Back to the rudebox
Got this double fantasy where we just never stop
I’ve got one design and that’s to funk you to the top
Know what’s on my mind there’s only one thing you will find
I got one design and that’s to bump you till you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, cause you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, ’cause you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
OK then back to spaceship
Take both pills fuck The Matrix
Jack those Jills, shake your Playtex
Rock three stripes not the Asics
A.D.I.D.A.S
Old School ’cause it’s the best – (Yes)
T.K. Maxx cost less (Yes)
Jackson looks a mess (bless)

OK then what to do
If you try to jack me I’ll rudebox you
If you rudebox me I’ll rudebox your whole crew
‘Cause it’s what I do, ain’t that right boo – (True)
I’ll ride with you if you can get me to the border
‘Cause the sheriff’s after me for what I did to his daughter
I did it like this (you did it like that)
I love it when you double clap, clap
Got this double fantasy where we just never stop
I’ve got one design and that’s to funk you to the top
Know what’s on my mind there’s only one thing you will find
I got one design and that’s to bump you till you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, ’cause you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, ’cause you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
OK then check the tan line
Make your body shape like you’re stood on a landmine
Call me on my mobile not the landline
Jack the mainline at the same time
OK this is what we do
Got a jam so fresh it’s nice for you
OK give it what you got
And dial 808 for the bass to drop
OK then, what’s the fracas
Grab your cardy your lead hat and your bus pass
You don’t sweat much for a fat lass
Grab your rudebox ’cause your box is righteous

OK bum rush the show
I got high speed dubbing on my stereo
And all the tunes in the box are the cherrio
I know I told you before, did you hear me though
Got this double fantasy where we just never stop
I’ve got one design and that’s to funk you to the top
Know whats on my mind there’s only one thing you will find
I got one design and that’s to bump you til you drop
Rudebox, do the rudebox, ’cause you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Rudebox, do the rudebox, ’cause you so nasty
Rudebox, shake your rudebox, why you so nasty
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox

VIVA LIFE ON MARS

I just wanna be

I lost all faith in what I know, the future doesn’t need me so
I kick a ball against a wall and head it till it don’t hurt no more
Use my cuts and lacerations, feed myself a new sensation, woah, woah
Take a ride on your high horse, if the horse is blind, use the force
The falcon flies in two straight lines, red five standing by
It’s not a moon, it’s a space station, it feels good, the good vibration, woah, woah

I know that you know some lovely people
Send them all an invitation, party to a segregation, woah, woah
Viva life on Mars I’m calling, sending my frequency to the galaxy
So you can see people down here

They don’t want us to discuss the picture in the caves of us
A nosebleed and a bag of coal, then they put you in a hole
We’re knee deep in information, and they can’t stop this conversation, no, woah

I know that you know some lovely people
Send them all an invitation, party to a segregation, woah, woah
Viva life on Mars I’m calling, sending my frequency to the galaxy
So you can see we’re all down here

I just wanna be

Love is natural, love is good, not everybody does it but everybody should
With them and us we’ve made a mess, ‘til they decide which God is best
Free yourself from liberation from lake Geneva to the Freeland station, woah, woah

I know that you know some lovely people
Send them all an invitation, party to a segregation, woah, woah
Viva life on Mars I’m calling, sending my frequency to the galaxy
So you can see people down here

Viva life on Mars I’m calling

LOVELIGHT

What am I supposed to do
To keep from going under
Now you’re making holes in my heart and yes it’s starting to show
I’ve been holding back
Is it any wonder
Since you walked right into my life and interrupted the flow

I wanna know
Baby when you’re with me
Who do you think you’re fooling
Making me feel so sure
Turning your lovelight down again
Why don’t you let me be
You don’t know what you’re doing
Making me feel so sure
And turning your lovelight down again

Did it again, did it again

Baby I’ve got to know
Are we gonna make it
Lay it down right beside me tonight and do whatever you feel
Baby you’re in control
Where you gonna take it
Don’t you think that I’ll do you right, you know darn well that I will

I wanna know
Baby when you’re with me
Who do you think you’re fooling
Making me feel so sure
Turning your lovelight down again
Why don’t you let me be
You don’t know what you’re doing
Making me feel so sure
And turning your lovelight down again

Do it again, do it again

Baby you turn your lovelight down
And I don’t know just how long I can stick around
Gonna need more and it ain’t just physical
I dunno what I can do, if I’ve found that it ain’t love this time around

Keep turning down your lovelight, did it again
Whenever you…

Baby when you’re with me
Who do you think you’re fooling
Making me feel so sure
Turning your lovelight down again
Why don’t you let me be
You don’t know what you’re doingMaking me feel so sure
And turning your lovelight down again

BONGO BONG

Mama was Queen of the mambo
Papa was King of the congo
Deep down in the jungle
I started banging my first bongo
Every monkey’d like to be
In my place instead of me
‘Cause I’m the King of bongo, baby
I’m the King of bongo, bong

I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown
So I play my boogie
For the people of big city
But they don’t go crazy
When I’m banging on my boogie

I’m the King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come

Nobody’d like to be in my place instead of me
‘Cause nobody go crazy when I’m banging on my boogie
I’m the King without a crown, hanging loose in the big town
But I’m the King of bongo, baby, I’m the King of bongo, bong

King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come

They say that I’m a clown, making too much dirty sound
They say there is no place for little monkey in this town
Nobody’d like to be in my place instead of me
‘Cause nobody go crazy when I’m banging on my boogie

I’m the King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come

Banging on my bongo, all that swing belongs to me
I’m so happy there’s nobody in my place instead of me
I’m a King without a crown, hanging loose in a big town
But I’m the King of bongo, baby, I’m the King of bongo, bong

I’m the King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come

Mama was Queen of the Mambo
Papa was King of the Congo
Deep down in the jungle
I started banging my first bongo
Every monkey’d like to be
In my place instead of me
‘Cause I’m the King of bongo, baby
I’m the King of bongo, bong

King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the bongo, King of the bongo, bong
Hear me when I come

Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours

Parfois j’aimerais mourir tellement j’ai voulu croire
Parfois j’aimerais mourir pour ne plus rien avoir
Parfois j’aimerais mourir pour plus jamais te voir

Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours

Parfois j’aimerais mourir tellement y a plus d’espoir
Parfois j’aimerais mourir pour plus jamais te revoir
Parfois j’aimerais mourir pour ne plus rien savoir

Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus tous les jours
Je ne t’aime plus mon amour
Je ne t’aime plus…

SHE’S MADONNA

Oh, Madonna (Madonna)

I don’t miss you, just who you used to be
And you don’t ring true, so please stop calling me
Your “I love you’s are ten a penny
You’re dropping clues like you’ve got any
You’ve got to choose
There’s been so many, oh

I love you baby, but face it she’s Madonna
No man on earth could say that he don’t want her

This look of love says I’m leaving
You’re frozen now, I’ve done the freezing
I’m walking out, Madonna’s calling me

She’s got to be obscene to be believed
That’s her routine, not what she means to me
I found myself by circumstance
Across a room where people dance
And quite by chance she danced right next to me

I love you baby, but face it she’s Madonna
No man on earth could say that he don’t want her
It’s me not you, I’ve got to move on
You’re younger too, but she’s got her groove on
I’m sorry love, Madonna’s calling me

Oh, Madonna (Madonna)

I want to tell you a secret

We’re having drinks with Kate and Stella
Gwyneth’s here, she’s brought her fella
But all I wanna do is take Madonna home

I love you baby, but face it she’s Madonna
No man on earth could say that he don’t want her

It’s me not you, I’ve got to move on
You’re younger too, but she’s got her groove on
I’m sorry love, Madonna’s calling me

KEEP ON

Hotel motel, Holiday Inn

Vein popping
Heart clogging
Name dropping
Life stopping
Got no strings
But I think with my dingaling-aling
Can’t sing, can’t speak, ting-tong’s tong-ting
I’m popping
And I’m locking
Pulse stopping
Hypnotic
Got no strings
But I think with my dingaling-aling
Wing chang with the ching ching ting-tong’s tong-ting

I love my Mum and I love my Dad
The love I have and the love I’ve had
So much love it’s driving me mad

If you’re in the club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down, boogie down

Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart

No leaving
Shallow breathing
Girl weeping
Teeth teething
Got no strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu-Tang with the bling bling
Sing a song, sing, sing
Naughty things, anything
We’re geezing
Day creeping
Got not strings but I think with my dingaling
Wu-Tang with the bling bling
I spin with a tin-tin gin grin

I love my Mum and I love my Dad
The love I have and the love I’ve had
So much love it’s driving me mad
If you’re in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down, boogie down
Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
The feeling in your heart
Hotel motel, Holiday Inn

Croups crouping
Roots rooting
Loots looting
Loops hooping
Got no strings but I think with my dingaling-aling
Two-two for the two-ting tong-ting two stonking
Two’s two
Looks looking
Fruits fruiting
Sleuths sleuthing
Got no strings, I think with my dingaling-aling
Root-root for the rooting
Toot-toot for the tooting

I love my Mum and I love my Dad
The love I have and the love I’ve had
So much love it’s driving me mad

Blood clotter
Slender tone
Say très bon
Like a dingading dongadong-adong
Sound of the town
Gets a little louder
He saw and I saw my saw mine
If you’re in this club and you hear this sound
Come on everybody boogie down, boogie down

Running in the fast lane
Speeding in the dark
Trying to maintain
No feeling in your heart

GOOD DOCTOR

You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright star
No star
I don’t feel proper

I went to the doctor to get a prescription
I told him little fact and lots of fiction
About a bad back that I ain’t got
He tried to sell me faith healing
But I think not
I want Xanax, Vicadin and Oxycontain
Funky fill the form out
So I can drop ’em
I’ve got all these demons
And I can’t stop ’em
To tell you the truth Doc
I might have a problem

Robert Williams take one Adderall with water in the morning
As if I’m goin’ to take one tablet
I’m Keith Moon, dickhead

He said this one’s to take you up (woah)
He said this one’s to take you down (woah)
When I take ’em I don’t feel sound
And I look rather round

You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don’t feel proper

You know what doc, it’s alright and all
I just hurt me leg, it’s not terminal
But a pain killer could help for what’s wrong with my knee
And I’m a little bit down from too much tea
Got my own collection, can’t get an erection
If I take ’em too long they’ll fuck me complexion

That’s right If I take ’em for like more than four days in a row I get that haunted look
Give me loads of pills
He said this one’s to take you up (woah)
He said this one’s to take you down (woah)
When I take ’em I don’t feel sound
And I look rather round

You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don’t feel proper

Now if you go to the barber shop long enough then you’re gonna get a hair cut
And if go to the doctor’s regular, then you gots to be a fuck up

Well I’ve got five or six if I’m at a loss
Do I have a history of drug abuse, no I never tick that box
And I know that one or two of you are going to be really, really cross
But the drugs don’t work, prescription pills are boss
The glory days are gone and we’ve all stopped havin’ it
No raves no more, just bedside cabinets
Sleepers are great but don’t start dabbing it
The world carries on spinning, we’re mad, innit

Take That, Take That, innit

He said this one’s to take you up (woah)
He said this one’s to take you down (woah)
When I take ’em I don’t feel sound
And I look rather round

You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don’t feel proper

Know what doc, it’s not like I’ve been doing any research or anything
But if you can give me any of the following pills I’d be very, very grateful ’cause I feel poorly
So that’s
Codeine
Morphine
Opium
Methadone
Menocrabedene
Hydroanoxycodeine
Anolodene
Buprenorphine
Butorphenol
Adderall
Dorel
Work with me, antidepressants
But not Saint John’s Wort
‘Cause I can get that at Boots!

THE ACTOR

Principal actors to the stage please
Act One is about to begin in eight seconds

First you can’t act, now you can’t stop
What’s my motivation
I used to like you a lot
I was the class nerd
Exactly who I’m supposed to be
I’m totally Strasberg
You play a doctor on TV,
What you’re doing is so brave

Deep down you’re dirty but you try
I’m a good person
The truth would break you so you lie
I want my work to matter
It’s in the choices that you make
I want to inspire
No talent, just fate

I don’t know where you begin
I end, we start again
They need, you love
We all watch the actor acting
The actor acting

Good from far but far from good
All I have is my instinct
You love to act, I wish you would
It’s not acting, it’s reacting
Act like you’re not from out of space
When I’m on stage I feel alive
You know ambition isn’t grace
For me it’s the craft

Made of sex, Maida Vale
Would I do better in New York
You are the Alpha Male
I’m just too pretty for that role
You are the good, you are the great
The words have power
Now let me fill you with my hate

I don’t know where you begin
I end, we start again
They need, you love
We all watch the actor acting
Monroe
Barrymore
Mansfield
Dame Judi Dench
Madonna
Ritchie
Streep
Close
Hepburn
Burt Reynolds
Niven
Danson
Bundy
Bardot
Joaquin
Swank

I don’t know where you begin
I end, we start again
They need, you love
We all watch the actor acting

In the future
Everybody will be anonymous for fifteen minutes
You are, we all are, a test card
The stars of CCTV
We are the nature of the Beast

NEVER TOUCH THAT SWITCH

Size of which is paradoxic, the only way you’re gonna stop this
In the vessel there’s a switch in the middle, you really shouldn’t fiddle ’cause it’s toxic
Listen up ’cause it’s a red light, and the pressure’s blowing up tight
There’s a schism in the time mechanism, there’s a schism in the time mechanism

Never touch that switch, even if you want to
You don’t know what it can do
Never touch that switch, even if you want to
You don’t know what it can do

See the futures in the distance, I know I’m facing some resistance
Getting back within the blink of a bubble, time machine will never give us any trouble
There’s a riot down in Shelton, only minutes after Brixton
But this city never made it on the telly, or the rumble of the nation’s underbelly

Never touch that switch, even if you want to
You don’t know what it can do
Never touch that switch, even if you want to
You don’t know what it can do

You know you’re heading for a meltdown, and you’re living in a tin town
Thinking that you’re gonna be somebody, living in the land of milk and honey
Listen up ’cause it’s a red light, and the future’s blowing up tight
There’s a schism in the time mechanism, there’s a schism in the time mechanism

Never touch that switch, even if you want to
You don’t know what it can do

LOUISE

When he saw her getting off the bus
It seemed to wipe away the years
Her face was older, just a little rough
But her eyes were still so clear
He drank his coffee and he hurried out
Across before she walked away
Then he approached her like a little child
Too scared for what he had to say

« Hello, Louise
Remember me
Now should we part
Or stay awhile
As if we were still lovers »

She took a moment just to recognise
The man she’d known so well before
And as he started to apologise
Lose any bitterness she bore
She gently put her finger on his lips
To let him know she understood
And with her suitcase standing on the floor
Embraced him like a lover would

He told Louise
« You look so good
It’s just you see
You make me feel
As if we were still lovers »

It’s not always true that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don’t wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something truly real, that you never found again

As if we were still lovers

And though they talked for just a little time
Before she said she had to go
He saw the meeting as a tiny sign
That told him all he had to know

And so Louise
Waved from the bus
And as she left
She gave that smile
As if they were still lovers

It’s not always true that time heals all wounds
There are wounds that you don’t wanna heal
The memories of something really good
Something truly real, that I’ve never found again

WE’RE THE PET SHOP BOYS

Suburbia’s a slipstream to a memory
Of a time when you were close to me
I pretend I’m there again
I close my eyes and see you better than before
Then I feel you touch me and it’s 1984
I know what you will say before you start
In my heart

We’re the Pet Shop Boys

Every thought’s a fashion or a crime
And every boy is just a waste of time
But I pretend it was different then
Maybe it’s a habit, maybe it’s a sin
But I find out when I try it on, it crawls beneath my skin
Once it gets inside me it won’t go
Now I know

We’re the Pet Shop Boys

Rent
Shopping
Being boring
It’s alright
It’s a sin
I’m not scared
In denial
I want a dog
I want a lover
Can you forgive her
Do I have to

What have I, what have I
What have I done to deserve this
What have I, what have I
What have I done to deserve this

We’re the Pet Shop Boys

BURSLEM NORMALS

In your face there’s nowt left
They have defaced the marks you left upon the wall
The writing’s now not there at all
Can you stand what you stood for
Are you more normal than before

Goodbye to the Normals
Goodbye to the Normals

In your place there’s just chavs
The kids aren’t alright, they know they’re born today
Reaching out to feel the sun
At the time it seemed like fun
I was there when you got done
There for two weeks by the surf
We used to know what we were worth
Before the Normals fell to earth

Goodbye to the Normals
Goodbye to the Normals

Whatever happened to the mere mortals crew
The fine young casuals blew a fuse and
All the Burslem lads know that they’re all dads
It meant so much to me, it makes me sad

In your wake there’s nowt left

KISS ME

In my young life I have received
Callers as though they were Christmas Eve
I’m disappointed and I don’t know why
She gave me laughter and hope and a sock in the eye
In my young life and I know something now
I’ve never tried to create a wow
Wows are few frustration more common
Now I can feel it in my soul that’s why I gave the come on

Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine

Faces fall before my feet
Like blood onto a clean white sheet
When I grow old I won’t forget
To innocence my only debt

Wow, I feel so fresh today
Barefoot in the snow to make love in the hay
The stars are bright in the abyss
Now I can feel you in my arms, I explode inside your kiss

Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
Kiss me with your mouth
Your love is better than wine
But wine is all I have
Will your love ever be mine

THE 80s

I smoke Consulate and Park Drive
Drank Newcy Brown, learned how to skive
Polo mints to hide my breath from my Mum
Did a little weed ’cause it felt like fun
Did a little speed if my friends had some
Nicked Volkswagon badges, I’m a Beastie Boys son
Me so horny, me so young, and I still get my washing done

Auntie Jo died of cancer, God didn’t have an answer
Rhythm was a dancer, any room for a chancer
That’s me in the corner, thanks Sir
Wore a Troop track suit, British Knights shoes
Kangol hat like L.L. Cools
Before I was having it, having it large
They nicked the B.M.X. from out my garage

And I new it was Tire from off the estate
‘Cause every time I saw him he smiled like we were mates
From then on in, I’d have to walk to me Nan’s and I’ll dream my dreams for a sea of prams
Like a hooligan on the football stands and I threw the V’s to Leeds and West Ham
And then I ran, I ran so far away

Down Scotia Road to a taxi bay
Then I ran again ’cause I couldn’t pay
Young Muslim didn’t get his fare that day
I apologise today

Things look better when they start
That’s how the 80’s broke my heart

And who are you calling poof
You like Wham, man
I hate that stuff
And then my Granddad died and left a hole in the family
And lots of women there to nanny me

School was a laugh, they didn’t have A.D.D.
Thick was the term they used for me
Over and over, repeatedly, over and over
Take my breathe away, pass the bidley bidley bidley bidley bong
Pass it on the left hand side
Right turn, Clyde

That girl in the fourth year got pregnant
She was raised Catholic, brilliant
I cried, she cried, we cried
Her youth died
Drank cider in the cemetery
The year above us had discovered ‘E’
And I said it weren’t for me
Twelve pounds fifty
I could rob my Mum’s purse and buy one off Chalky

Met a girl on Monday, drank fizzy pop on Tuesday
Fingered her on Wednesday, and on Thursday and Friday, and on Saturday
Dumped by Sunday

Things look better when they start
That’s how the 80’s broke my heart
The wonder years I’ve played my part
That’s how the 80’s broke my heart

I lost my virginity to a girl called Anne-Marie
Well, she said she fancied me
And then she said « Fuck me » and I thought fuck me
And I’m all talk and it’ll be over too quickly

And it was but I couldn’t care less
I’d seen a girl’s part, made a mess on her dress
Oh yes, you’re now rocking with the best
Second person in my year that had seen a breast
I’m in my 30s now and I’m still impressed
Why the Falklands Mum, and what have they done

Where do girls come, where do girls come from, where do girls come from
It’s the 80’s what you looking at, you mong
So young, so long, so young, so long
Too short, so long
What you looking at, you mong
Too short, so long, too short, so long
So long

THE 90s

Picking up the story from where I left off
It’s 1990 now so school can fuck off
I got no GCSEs, nothing higher than a ‘D’
I couldn’t tell me mum because she’d batter me
Me and Tate sat on the bowling green, life was a shitter
We had five quid between us and bought six cans of bitter
I took me ten Benson home and I smoked through the sorrow
If I could just avoid me Mum, maybe I’d tell her tomorrow
I stumbled through the door I said « Mum it’s like this »
She said « That man’s been on the phone and you’ve made the list
You’re in that boy band son, come and give us a kiss »
Phoned up Martin and Rich and carried on getting pissed
Boys I don’t believe it, I’m goin’ to be famous
Pick you up in a Porsche and buy you lots of trainers
I met the other guys, one seemed like a cock
I think it’s going to be like New Kids On The Block

I can’t be bothered ’cause I’m lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby

I only wanted to get down
I’m making trouble in this town
For the five of us

I adopted four brothers, some I liked more than others
One was like a brother from another mother
But the lead singer made it hard to like him
And I still loved him, despite him
The first three months, you know I nearly quit
I played snooker with my Dad, he said « Don’t be a dick
Unload the bullets, you’re mind is a gun
You’re gonna shoot yourself when they’re number one »

I can’t be bothered ’cause I’m lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby

I only wanted to get down
I’m making trouble in this town
For the five of us

Now it’s dinner with Versace lunch with Princess Diana
And I’m gonna get battered if I go out in my manor
‘Cause as much as we were loved we were also hated
The boys got jealous ‘cause the girls got plated
And now we’re famous and that, and we’re dancing and that
And I’m thinking I can sing why am I stood at the back

So fuck the band give me Sambuca and gak
We’re all a bag of nerves and not a band of brothers

I can’t be bothered ’cause I’m lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby

I only wanted to get down
I’m making trouble in this town
For the five of us

And now it’s breaking my heart because the dream’s turned to shit
It ain’t broke but I’ll break it in a little bit
And I’m always in trouble but I’ve stopped saying sorry
Everybody’s worried « What the fuck’s wrong with Robbie
He’s not answering his phone, he’s not talking to me
I saw him on the telly at Glastonbury »

And now I’m running away from everything that I’ve been
And I’m pissed and I’m fucked, and I’m only nineteen
I can’t conform no more, I can’t perform no more

But the boys know I’m fucked and so they show me the door
And if the truth be told I wasn’t fit enough to stay
So I put my head down and walked away
That was the 90’s, 90 to 95

I can’t be bothered ’cause I’m lazy
I hate those that hate me
I can’t forgive and it’s crazy, baby
Now I’m a video star
Baa baa baa, ba baa baa
Do you know who you are, baby

SUMMERTIME

This is how I pray in the summertime, this is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy, now I feel fine, this is how I pray, yeah

The more you say, the more you pray, the less it’s getting you down
The more you pray, the more you stay, the less it’s getting you down

Autumn time, leaves falling all around
Winter time follows suit
Little bunnies freezing in the snow
Winter’s such an ugly brut

Mid-city blues getting you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your car, drink a glass of wine
Admit it, you feel great
It’s the summertime

This is how I play in the summertime, this is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy, now I feel fine, this is how I pray, yeah

This is how I pray in the summertime, this is how we play in the summer
Got my glass of shandy, now I feel fine, this is how I pray, yeah

And if your love has met its sad refrain
Believe me, you will love again
And all the best laid plans of mice and men go wrong
You can hear it in this song

This is how I break for the summertime, this is how I play in the summer
What’s mine is yours, yours is mine
This is how I pray, yeah, oh, yeah

You got the funky drummer in ’89
This is how I play, yeah, oh, woah

The Mondays, The Roses, blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes and their buffalo poses
Bank tellers, dropping little fellas
Loved up in the clubs with football fugs, no malice
I dig your dreadlocks, buzzing off your socks
Big fish, little fish, cardboard box
So give me French-kiss, I love you Voodoo Ray
I dream of Santa Ana on the road to Mandalay

In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
On my mind, on my mind
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Summertime
When the weather is hot
In the summertime
On my mind
In the summertime
On my mind

I got shivers down my spine
On my mind
Happiness is surface light
On my mind

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