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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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We didn't have no where to live, / we didn't have nowhere to go
'til someone said / \"I know this place off Burditt Road.\"
It was on the fifteenth floor, / it had a board across the door.
It took an hour / to pry it off and get inside. / It smelt as if someone had died;
the living-room was full of flies, / the kitchen sink was blocked,
the bathroom sink not there at all. / Ooh, / it's a mess alright, / yes it's
Mile End. / And now we're living in the sky! / I'd never thought I'd live so
high, / just like Heaven / (if it didn't look like Hell.)
The lift is always full of piss, / the fifth floor landing smells of fish
(not just on Friday, / every single other day.)
Below the kids come out tonight, / they kick a ball and have a fight
and maybe shoot somebody if they lose at pool.
Ooh, / it's a mess alright, / yes it's / Mile End.
[mumbled mutterings... you love it...]
Oo-ooh / Nobody wants to be your friend
'cause you're not from round here, / ooh / as if that was
something to be proud about. / The pearly king of the Isle of Dogs
feels up children in the bogs. / Down by the playing fields,
someone sets a car on fire I guess you have to go right down
before you understand just how, / how low,
how low a human being can go. / Ooh, / it's a mess alright, / yes it's
Mile End. / (don't do that! Leave it out!) / Bababa...
Lalala...
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