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Come up to my lighthouse for I have something I wish to say
It can wait for a moment; well in fact / it can wait all day
I...
When I was with this girl last night / she held me tight; it turned me on
The moon was dark and those clothes were tight
her...
I hate to complain, you know, but then again
I cannot pretend nothing's wrong
Looking at my present situation, the act cannot...
Would you like to hear
about the things I fear?
About my life, and loves too?
Well why should I tell you?
If I...
The blue girls that bake in the sun / Skin falls in flakes from each one
Like leaves from autumn trees / they float upon the breeze...
I thought so long and suddenly I realised / I love love
I thought so long and suddenly I realised / I love love
Am I loving...
Hey
you're treading on my life
You're leaving marks, but that's alright
In a year or so, I'll look back and I'll...
Sure you had something to hide
I took your bag and looked inside
I was looking for life
Nothing inside but memories...
As the signs outside proclaimed, nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame, inside the damp grass and...
Hey, / you can look, you can look just like anyone else
if that's what you want to do. / I,
I could laugh, I could laugh in...
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Oh children of the future ... conceived in the toilets at Meadowhall ...
to be raised on the cheap cold slabs of garage floors ...
rolling empty cans down the stairway ... (don't you love that sound?) ...
whilst the thoughts of a bad social worker ran through his head ...
trying to remember what he learnt at training college ...
Lester said he wasn't allowed in here ... so why don't you get lost? ...
and if you grow up ... then when you grow up, maybe ... maybe you can live ...
live on Kelvin ... yeah you can live in Kelvin ...
on the promenade with the concrete walkways ...
where pidgeons go to die ...
(a woman on the fourteenth floor noticed that the ceiling
was bulging as if under a great weight.
When the council investigated they discovered that the man in the flat
above had transported a large quantity of soil into his living-room,
in which several plants he had stolen from a local park were growing.
When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden.
When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden.) ...
Oh God, I think the future's been fried ... deep fried in Kelvin ...
and now it's rotting behind the remains of a stolen motorbike ...
I haven't touched it, honest ... but there isn't anything else to do ...
we don't need your sad attempts at social conscience based
on taxi-rides home at night when exhibition opens ...
we just want your car radio ... and those Reflux speakers ...
now ... suffer the little children to come to me ...
and I will tend their adventure playground splinters with cigarette burns
and feed them fizzy orange and chips ...
and then they grow up straight and tall ...
and then they grow up to live ... on Kelvin ...
yeah ... we can have ghettos too ...
only we use air-rifles instead of machine-guns ...
stitch that ... and we drunk driving lights ...
in the end ... the question you have to ask yourself is ...
are you talking to me ... or are you chewing a brick?
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