1. |
Perfect 10
04:45
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Perfect 10, what a sight
I never believed till I saw
All dressed up in velour
You drive me right out of my mind
Perfect 10 me oh my
Gravity's friend to that pair
of pink eyes. I despair.
I'm drowning in soft, supple thighs, oh in thighs, yeah in thighs.
Take it off, over your head
Take it off, over your head
Perfect 10, you're my girl
You and your friends can come round
Anytime, I'll be there
To zip up and rip up and stare
Oh I'll stare, yeah I'll stare.
Perfect 10, small and round
Curved like the moon to the earth
I'm not wrong, just perverse
I just want to tell you
Take it off, over your head
Take it off, over your head
I don't think it's wrong to say shit, goddamn
I don't think it's wrong to say shit, shit, goddamn
I don't think it's wrong to say shit, shit, goddamn
Perfect 10, well, shit, shit goddamn.
oh, oh, oh, oh
oh, oh, oh, oh
oh, oh, oh, oh
oh, oh, oh, oh
Perfect 10, you're my girl
I think that I love you
Perfect 10, you're my girl
I think that I love you
Take it off, over your head
Take it off, over your head
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2. |
Petrol Sucker
04:58
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We met in sniffers bay
Purple and black array
Before white contact what did we do?
Billy of tea for two
Petrol is free
If you can steal it
Seizures and tremors feed
We dream, we ride, we sleep
Feelings of resentment fade
We are just happy robots
Petrol is free
If you can steal it
We are just happy robots
Bring us the cold cuts
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3. |
Last Plan
04:14
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I can tell that you’re excited
By the way that your net curtain’s twitching
You infected me with a king-size itching
No, I mean the urge to run away, run away.
You built a shopping mall in my way
Your ball and chain was made of diamante
Love is not a word, it’s a sentence
And I’ve done enough time in this town, so...
This is my last plan
For getting me shot of this town
It was love that kept me courtesy
Of her Majesty
My last plan for getting me shot of this man
This is my...
Steve McQueen has nothing on me
The Great Escape parts one, two and three
A German prison is a liberty
An old revision of a New Deal scheme
This town knows too much of my history
Your parents must be so disappointed
I tried to escape
I made love and ran so...
This is my last plan
For getting me shot of this town
It was love that kept me courtesy
Of her Majesty
My last plan for getting me shot of this man
This is my last plan
For getting me shot of this town
It was love that kept me courtesy
Of her Majesty
My last plan for getting me shot of this MAN.
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4. |
Spoons
05:00
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Spoons
21, walking all tough.
Raw sewage, pollution Corolla and stuff.
I've got a new shirt, shiny, I'm pushing it out.
I've got a knife, sharp, grimy and a nihilist thought.
You and I walked down Butchers
Took a right and lost our footing
Fell inside the underbelly
Slid right down inside.
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
On TV hill, we did what we're meant to
Shocked all the locals with mantu.
Poster teeth are smiling up at you.
Cash in their hand and a political vacuum.
You and I fit so perfect.
Pay the fee and the cinema's worth it.
Miss the plot and catch the advertisement.
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Seven pills, I didn't know what you were waiting for, oh no.
I took a three and then I made it four. I had to turn away.
When you put a knife against a fork, I guess it ought to say
There's a chance that you won't walk away. You leave yourself behind.
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Blue ghosts, walking stilettos. Ninja girls, taking the bus routes.
Men with looks, western-style haircut. They got blown away
You and I thought the same thing. Gave a heart and put a foot in
We held hands and pray for our own seven, seventy-two
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
Like spoons, we stack, back to front, front to back
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5. |
Space Cadet
06:34
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You're a seventies child, with your protein pills and your future styles.
Blasting off of the iron curtain
Give one last Jersey smile before you walk down the aisle
From a centre for war production, you've crossed the miles to me
Yuri Gagarin always in a hurry
Laika and Belka and Strelka - adopted history.
Transmission incoming
Space Cadet, stay a while
Don't forget, what you left behind
On the set, come collect
Before you style
Starless and black skies
Starless and black skies
9 days in the piece of peace from the dust to the stars
With your rosary tucked into your arms
Do you think of the ones before you, the eastern cosmonauts
Blasting off from the Afghan heartland, the landlocked Argonauts
Yuri Gagarin always in a hurry
Laika and Belka and Strelka - adopted history.
Transmission incoming
Space Cadet, stay a while
Don't forget, what you left behind
On the set, come collect
Before you style
Starless and black skies
Starless and black skies
Starless and black skies
Starless and black skies
Starless and black skies
Starless and black skies
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