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Sensible Shoes
03:17
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Everyone wants you to change
You’re too old to be cool
You should have done that
Shave off your fashionable beard
And buy some sensible shoes
Can’t you calm down yet
Oh your time’s come and gone, go hide yourself away
You can still feel the pulse but that’s not here to stay
Oh your time’s come and gone, go hide yourself away
You’ve just not got the edge to win the game today
Everyone wants you the same
You used to be so free
Can’t you just be that
Time’s taken its toll on your name
A living legend of sorts
They just don’t it yet
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When I’m gone please don’t send any flowers
I just want supernatural powers
Sneaking up on you from behind
Read your thoughts as they run through your mind
But no, now’s not the time for me, you see
I’m not half as achieved as I thought I’d be
Oh no, I’m in no rush, please stay your fears
Think I might hang around for a few more years
Now I’m gone well will you even miss me?
Did you think ‘bout that time that you kissed me?
But I’ll still keep an eye right on you
Keeping check on the things that you do
Where I’m going the do won’t be too flash
Sitting around with Strummer and Cash
Comic routine from old Richard Pryor
Lots of strippers you don’t have to hire
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3. |
Taken
03:11
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I met her on the side of the street
She’s beautiful, yeah, she’s short and sweet
My hands are sweaty, my tongue is tied
There’s a ghost of him standing by her side
You’re taken, you belong to another man
You’re taken, I’d like to steal you if I can
You’re taken, all I wanna do is take you by the hand
Her squeaky voice it says the smartest things
But on her finger is a wedding ring
I’d really love to take her by the hand
But all she wants to do is talk about the band
You’re taken, you belong to another man
You’re taken, I’d like to steal you if I can
You’re taken, all I wanna do is take you by the hand
I’m not a genius, not a football star
And I won’t pick you up in a luxury car
But I’ve written this song, been up all night
And I hope that by the end of it you’ll see the light
You’re taken, you belong to another man
You’re taken, I’d like to steal you if I can
You’re taken, all I wanna do is take you by the hand
I’d love to tell her, love to play her this song
But I haven’t seen her round for so very long
And I live in hope that some sunny day
She’ll come along just to watch us play
You’re taken, you belong to another man
You’re taken, I’d like to steal you if I can
You’re taken, all I wanna do is take you by the hand
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4. |
Not For You to Say
03:22
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I’d like to thank all the impossible dreams
Unsatisfying encounters
They made me who I am today
I’d like to blame unfulfilled fantasies
All talent discounters
I’d like to think I turned out ok
Now the things that I say you may take the wrong way
They’ll be gone by the very next day
And the things that I do may seem hopeless to you
But it’s not really your place to say
I’d like to thank any distant friends
And uninterested women
They sure don’t know what they’re missing
I’d like to blame any protective egos
For all their kicking and screaming
I sure don’t need all their fussing
Now the things that I say you may take the wrong way
They’ll be gone by the very next day
And the things that I do may seem hopeless to you
But it’s not really your place to say
Now the things that I say you may take the wrong way
They’ll be gone by the very next day
And the things that I do may seem hopeless to you
But it’s not really your place to say
Not for you to say
Not for you to say
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5. |
The Generation Gap
03:26
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You charmed me one hungover Sunday afternoon
With a treatise on Kepler and a picture of the moon
And a story of the planets and the way they came to be
And how when the sun explodes it’ll set them all free
But then I met another
She tells me she’s your mother
And I could spend the summer
With you or with the other
Words flow like a tap that’s been left on too long
You’ve got too many ideas to fit in this one song
Pop music commentary and classical art
And how the smell of winter can break your heart
But then I met another
She tells me she’s your mother
And I could spend the summer
With you or with the other
I’m devastated that you’re related
She has a turn of phrase that could match any bend
And she doesn’t flip burgers just to pay the rent
She’s older and wiser and slightly less neurotic
I’m inspired into a quest that’s foolishly quixotic
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With the Sun
02:59
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I don’t know what I was thinking when I left you there that night
I still remember your face in the milky twilight
Hold on for me/ I’ll be coming with the sun
I’ve been hiding for so long/ I’ve been living on the run
When I left you long ago/ I was young and I was scared but
Since that very day/ You’ve been messing with my head
The times that we spent at your house by the sand
I was such a fool to have left with the band
Hold on for me/ I’ll be coming with the sun
I’ve been hiding for so long/ I’ve been living on the run
When I left you long ago/ I was young and I was scared but
Since that very day/ You’ve been messing with my head
Hold on for me/ I’ll be coming with the sun
I’ve been hiding for so long/ I’ve been living on the run
When I left you long ago/ I was young and I was scared but
Since that very day/ You’ve been messing with my head
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7. |
Navy Wife
01:54
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Well I met her in Devonport
But this is not a love song
Said her husband was away on manoeuvres
A naval boat stint six months long
Well I lived the life of a navy wife
Of a navy wife, of a navy wife
I lived the life, I lived the life
Of a navy wife, I lived the life
I went home with her that night
She brought out the old boy’s rum
Hadn’t been torpedoed since she went to see
Blew her mind with my big ship’s gun
Well I lived the life of a navy wife
Of a navy wife, of a navy wife
I lived the life, I lived the life
Of a navy wife, I lived the life
The admiral came home one night
Caught me sailing the seven seas
Drew his naval sabre and he said to me
“My son you’ll die there on your knees”
Well I lived the life of a navy wife
Of a navy wife, of a navy wife
I lived the life, I lived the life
Of a navy wife, I lived the life
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If Neil, Steve and Graham left David/ would they pull in Bill?
Cosby, Stills, Nash and Young/ the concept’s such a thrill
Belt out some tunes and Bill could tap/ maybe Grandpa Cosby too
The stupid shit you think of/ Sunday mornings feeling ill
The second best thing about drinking
Is the stupid shit you end up thinking
Thin wallet jocularity
Just like Cosby, Stills, Nash and Young
Star in amateur theatrics/ TV programmes, drunken dads
Too much liquid over breakfast/ guts may go a little mad
It’s no fun on your own though/ no witty lines for one
There’s a need for half cut company/ ladies, mates and cads
The second best thing about drinking
Is the stupid shit you end up thinking
Thin wallet jocularity
Just like Cosby, Stills, Nash and Young
Nash and Young/ Cosby, Stills, Nash and Young
The second best thing about drinking
Is the stupid shit you end up thinking
Thin wallet jocularity
Just like Cosby, Stills, Nash and Young
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9. |
Jailbait Blues
03:36
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I met this girl, she was just seventeen
And she led me down the boulevard of broken dreams
Now I got a haircut, got a new pair of shoes
And I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
I’m the kind of guy who don’t have much to say
But at karaoke I like to sing Maggie May
Put a drink in my hand, I’ll talk to whatever moves
And I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
Got time on my hands and I got nothing to lose
Girl you can’t have me until you’ve paid your dues
And I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
I’m as thin as a rake, had no food for a week
I don’t mind, I’m going for heroin chic
I’m in a rocknroll band and I’m fond of my booze
And I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
Got time on my hands and I got nothing to lose
Girl you can’t have me until you’ve paid your dues
And I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
Girl, you’re not old enough to vote
Even though you float my boat
I’m afraid I’m gonna have to reject ya
If you’re not old enough to be an elector
I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
Got time on my hands and I got nothing to lose
Girl you can’t have me until you’ve paid your dues
And I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
Got time on my hands and I got nothing to lose
Girl you can’t have me until you’ve paid your dues
And I gotta shake off these jailbait blues
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10. |
I Can't Surf
03:59
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Gonna pack in my job for the summer
Buy some booze, hit the road, hit the road for the summer
Music up, windows down, windows down in the summer
You’ll just see where you’re at when you’re found in the summer
Well I can’t surf and I can’t swim
My worries peel away just like my skin
I’m gonna have a ball just a’horsin’ around in the sun, in the sun
I won’t miss going to work in the summer
Magic mates, magic tunes, magic tunes in the summer
Feet on sand, feet on couch, feet on sand in the summer
You’ll just do who you’ve got at your hands in the summer
Driving back, find a job for the winter
Sun is off on the road, driving back for the winter
Windows up, music down, feeling down in the winter
You just know time will drag in the winter
Well I can’t ski, I’m feeling ill
Got another six chilly months to kill
I’m getting so bored of sitting around in the rain, in the rain
Da da da da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da da da da hey
Well I can’t surf and I can’t swim
My worries peel away just like my skin
We’re gonna have a ball just a’horsin’ around in the sun, in the sun
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11. |
Cockney Pirate Wife
02:02
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Charm Offensive Records Auckland, New Zealand
Charm Offensive is a super-tiny record label from Auckland, New Zealand. It is home to the Alpha Males, the Nested Ifs, the Ranch Sliders and other awesomeness
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