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Intro
00:40
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So Long Sister
03:04
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So Long Sister
I have hated you since I was twelve
You always kept your secrets to yourself
Your self devotion feels so false
Hold me close for one last waltz
While I pull the knife out of your back
So long sister
So nice to have you ‘round
So long sister
Looks as though you’ve lost
But now I’m found
You have hated me since I was born
Contempt was your fave game and mine was scorn
Sibling rivalry abound
Grinding me into the ground
Poke my head up for another smack
So long sister…
Found.
So long sister…
So long sister…
Now I’m found (Now I’m found)
Now I’m found (Now I’m found)
Now I’m found (Now I’m found)
Now I’m found (Now I’m found)
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Two Years
03:00
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Two Years
Two years of ups and downs and I feel like a fool
I keep on breaking all my rules
We never synchronize, don’t seem to time it right
I throw in the towel on this fight
In future days gone by I hope I’ll understand
It’s time this boy became a man
Leave it all behind
(Don’t leave a light on)
Time to change my mind
(Two years too long)
Can’t see anymore
(On and off and on)
Watch me slam the door
(Two years so long)
Two years of back and forth and I look like a joke
Can’t see the fire for the smoke
My fears and indecision held me in their grip
But now this rat is jumping ship
In future days gone by I hope I’ll understand
This time I’m sticking to my plan
Leave it all behind…
No more fuck-ups
Lipstick tea cups
Late night break-ups
No more, this sucks!
Leave it all behind…
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4. |
Slack vs Lame
04:09
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Slack vs Lame
You’re always late up
You never shut up
Still taking daddy’s guilt money
You say you’re fed up
Your mind is made up
Go figure, life isn't just what they say
I know your mummy doesn’t like you ‘cos you’re always on the run
A Technicolor dream, you see yourself on the silver screen
Stay bitter, follow the quest for glitter
Slack versus vacant and lame
Make them pay for daring to call you quitter
Go put your so-called life up for sale
Come on and face it
You better make it
It’s make-believe in reality
Put on your smile girl
Get lost in the swirl
Go plastic, use all the magic you can
Remember mummy didn’t come for you when you were on the run
But little did she know, that you would die for the silver screen
Mummy won’t know where you’ve been
Teenage girls can be so mean
Always late up, still so keen
Technicolor silver screen
Makeup keeps you squeaky clean
The cameras can’t see what you’ve seen
Your dream come true is so obscene
Your dream come true is so obscene
Stay bitter, follow the quest for glitter
Fact versus fiction and fame
Make them pay for daring to call you quitter
Go put your so-called life up for sale
Stay bitter, stay on the quest for glitter
You slackers all look the same
Make them pay for daring to call you quitter
Go put your so-called life up for sale
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5. |
Kimberly
04:17
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Kimberly
Kimberly walks down the street all alone
The seeds of her boredom are sown
Kimberly opens the door to her home
Moonlight shining on her red hair
Her answering machine never speaks any more
She picks up the phone, makes a call
Kimberly
Isn’t she sweet but there’s nobody home
Kimberly
So charming to meet, but she dances alone
Kimberly opens a bottle of wine
Takes her first sip, snorts a line
Kimberly waits for her girlfriend to come
But girls they always take their time
She wants to break it off, got no patience no more
She picks up the phone, makes a call
Kimberly…
But she dances alone
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6. |
Fun Girl
03:12
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Fun Girl
Be a joker, be a smoker
Met some fun girls, getting broker
You never told her ‘bout the things you were doing when she was gone
Be a tryer, be a liar
Took some freedom, getting higher
You never told her ‘bout the things you were doing when she was gone
Listen to me now
Please I know we could be
You can show me how
Please I’ll make you make me see
Been a jester all semester
Met my fun girl, I have left her
You never told me ‘bout the things you were doing when I was gone
Listen to me now…
Listen to me now…
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Happy Ending
03:21
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Happy Ending
I take my seat in the front row
It’s our third date, all systems go
The film’s a boy meets girl, oh yeah
(Fall in love, fall out, but then they get back together)
I fall in, fall out then fall apart
Tell me why I’m still stuck here halfway
Where’s my happy ending?
The curtain falls but here I stay
Where’s my happy ending?
The guy on screen just got his girl
Hand in hand, cute sunset, perfect world
But my date is looking pretty grim
(Says she likes me but she thinks that we should just be friends)
Ask myself why not me, why him?
Tell me…
The curtain must fall
I’m just waiting for it all to end
To hell with it all
Where’s my happy
(repeat)
Where’s my happy ending?
Tell me…
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8. |
UFO
03:54
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UFO
Black, standing out in the dark
No-one knows I’m here in the grey empty park
(Dew) dripping from my ears, wet hair in my eyes (red)
Lenses drying out, seems I’ve been here for years
Slow motion in my head
Code red
They bred
I fled
My head
Is fed
I talked to the green men (UFO)
Let all my secrets slip, oh no!
Talked to the green men (UFO)
Now they know what they need to know, oh no!
Whack! Saw a light in the sky (bright)
Closing on me fast, beamed my up, tied me down
Probed into my past with a probe up my head
Sucking out my brains, I should be home in bed
Wishing I was dead
Code red
They bred
I fled
My head
Is fed
I talked to the green men (UFO)
Let all my secrets slip, oh no!
Talked to the green men (UFO)
Now they know what they need to know, oh no!
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9. |
TV in the Pool
01:25
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TV in the Pool
Big house, people dancing on the tables, wine stains on the carpet
Strangers making out behind closed doors
Showed up too late, missed the bus to Roundhay, walked up to the front gate
Someone put the TV in the pool
Ba ba baa ba baa ba ba ba
Ba ba baa ba baa ba ba ba
Ba ba baa ba baa ba ba ba
Ba ba baa ba ba
Fell in love at first sight when she spilt her wine on my foot
She apologized routinely with a smile
I couldn’t find a word to say before she turned and walked away
No second glance, no second chance for me
Ba ba ba…
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10. |
Garden Angel
02:52
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Garden Angel
Once upon a years ago, I must have been ‘round eight
My brother told me angels lived down by our garden gate
They never ever showed themselves, I thought they must be shy
But I believed in garden angels, being young and wise
The seas run high
They cradle me, I throw my oars away
We wave goodbye
Reaching out to them, so I say
Tell me the time when I can feel free by myself
Leave me a line to walk upon
Give me some time so I can be free by myself
Leave me a net to fall back on
Twice upon a week ago, it must’ve been ‘round eight
A stranger rang and told me “You’ve got angels on your case”
She said “You’ve got no need to worry, things will work out fine”
I always knew my garden angel’s been here all this time
The seas run high
They cradle me, I throw my oars away
We wave goodbye
Reaching out to them, so I say
Tell me the time…
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11. |
Everland
04:12
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Everland
The other day when you were gone
Didn’t know where you’re coming from
It’s not you, it’s me, we need some space
Glad we had this talk now face to face
Yes you made it very clear
So now I’m lonely over here
Eat your heart out baby, do your worst
Nothings matters now, the bubble’s burst
You’ve gone to Everland
I’m stuck but I have my band
Oh how I wish I hadn’t fought, sold off the dreams that I had bought
You didn’t love me anyway
It’s not a subtle point you make
Goin’ so hard for a first take
Fingers 'round my throat, you make me sick
Wrecking everything built brick by brick
You’ve gone to Everland
I’m stuck but I have my band
Oh how I wish I hadn’t fought, sell off the dreams that I had bought
You didn’t love me anyway
solo
You’ve gone to Everland
I’m stuck but I have my band
Oh how I wish I hadn’t fought, sold off the dreams that I had bought
I didn’t love you anyway
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