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Life Thru a Lens (1997)
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1.Lazy Days
2.Life Thru a Lens
3.Ego a Go Go
4.Angels
5.South Of The Border
6.Old Before I Die
7.One of God's Better People
8.Let Me Entertain You
9.Killing Me
10.Clean
11.Baby Girl Window
+ Hello Sir (бонус-трек)
Отредактировано Better Man (14.01.2012 12:36)
Lazy Days (Original Version)
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
Lazy days, calling to you
Come out to play,
the future lies with you
Now you can be sure,
love is the cure
What we’re waiting for
Is to have
a jolly good time
Guess being young ain’t such a crime
You’re worth a million every time
It’s just me and you
Your yesterday is far away
Don’t wanna go home, wanna stay
Nothing left to lose, my friends
My friend
Crazy days,
but you’ll get me through
And here I’ll stay,
holding on to you
Now you can be sure,
our thoughts unpure
Will unlock the door
And we will have
a jolly good time
Guess being young ain’t such a crime
You’re worth a million every time
It’s just me and you
Your yesterdays are far away
Don’t wanna go home, wanna stay
Nothing left to lose, my friends
My friend
Born to win,
don’t let them get you down
So wear a smile,
I don’t wanna see you frown
Now you can be sure,
love is the cure
What we’re searching for
Is to have
a jolly good time
Time
Guess being young ain’t such a crime
You’re worth a million every time
It’s just me and you
Your yesterdays are far away
Don’t wanna go home, wanna stay
Nothing left to lose, my friends
My friend
Life Thru A Lens
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
(published by EMI Music Publishing / BMG Music Publishing)
Wake up on Sunday morning
Everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
Live your Life Through A Lens
Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black
She shouldn’t wear this, he shouldn’t wear that
Pleasure at leisure,
make mine a double measure with friends
Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
Pleasure at leisure,
make mine a double measure with friends
Just because I ain’t not double barrelled
Don’t mean I haven’t travelled well
Can’t you tell!
Oh no it's quite appalling
Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well!
Wake up on Sunday morning
And everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
With your Life Through A Lens
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them well so he can‘t tell
She's looking real drab just out of rehab
I'm talking football she's talking ab fab
Your clothes are very kitsch
Just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
Now your cheque’s just bounced better run to your mummy
And you know it's a class act she'll never ask for it back
Just because I ain’t not double barrelled
Don’t mean I haven’t travelled well
Can’t you tell!
Mix with the local gentry and don’t crash Tarquin's Bentley
I'll take the bends with our Life Through A Lens
You're scared of the poor and needy
Is that why you're all in-breedy?
They're just like you, they need love too
Wake up on Sunday morning
And everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
With your Life Through A Lens
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them well so he can’t tell
Ego A Go Go
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
(published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing)
Where were you when you stole my pride
Did you ever get the feeling that someone died
Hide away in your ivory tower
And cover me in your golden shower
Did I make you laugh when I played the clown
And was I the dog that bit you when you put it down
Break it nicely break it slow
Break it so I got no place to go
Ego a go go now you've gone solo
Living on a memory
Where've you been lately
And do you still hate me
Could you offer an apology
Aaah turn away
Aaah fade to grey
Where were you when the party ended
Were you stitching up the wounds
That you thought I need mending
Wonderland has crashed to the ground
The circus has gone all that's left is the clowns
Did I break your heart when I stole your thunder
Was there woodworm in the table your feet are under
Break it nicely break it slow
Break it so I got no place to go
Ego a go go now you've gone solo
Living on a memory
Now you've gone stately
And yes you do hate me
Could you offer an apology
Aaah turn away
Aaah fade to grey
Aaah I hope you've strayed
Aaah and got laid
Ego a go go
Angels
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my fate
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old
'Cause I've been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head
And I feel that love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love
And as the feeling grows
She breathes flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call she won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
South Of The Border
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
(published by EMI Music Publishing / BMG Music Publishing)
I know a freaky young lady
Name of Cocaine Katie (Single version: Name of No-Shame Katie}
She makes my temperature freeze
She's got a blood red powder
When she gives a shout
She'll bring you to your knees
Well, we were being clever playing God games forever
She said she only meant to please
But I'm someone's brother, got a father and a mother
You know I'm going to have to leave
South of the border
I think you oughta
South of the border
I think you oughta
'Cause you know you're gonna have to leave
To a place where you can breathe
And you know there's no reprieve
There'll be tears on leaving
But there won’t be no grieving
'Cause a city soon forgets
To me it's magic
To the landlord it's tragic
He's got another room to let
There'll be the same old faces in the same old places
Where my youth was well misspent
But I tow the line and move the time
To a town called 'No Regrets'
South of the border
I think you oughta
South of the border
I think you oughta
'Cause you know you're gonna have to leave
To a place where you can breathe
And you know there's no reprieve
'Cause you know you're gonna have to leave
To a place where you can breathe
And you know there's no reprieve
Old Before I Die
(R. Williams / E. Bazilian / D. Child)
(published by EMI Music Publishing/Human Boy adm by WB Music Corp/DESMOPHOBIA/Polygram)
She's taking me places
I should never have been
She's showin' me faces
I should never have seen
Well these are strange days
we're livin' in today
C’est la vie I say
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to relive the days gone by
I hope I'm old before I die
But tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
She's not feeling stable
She's unable to breathe
Her heart's beating faster
So I'll ask her to leave
These are strange days
we're livin' in today
Am I straight or gay
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to see the day
The Pope gets high
I hope I'm old before I die
Well tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
Well these are strange days we're livin' in today
C’est la vie I say, I say, I say
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to relive the days gone by
I hope I'm old before I die
But tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
Old before I die
Old before
Old before
Old before I die
Old before I die
One Of God's Better People
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
(published by EMI Music Publishing / BMG Music Publishing)
You're one of God's better people
And you do not know
That's why you're special
And I cry so I can talk like this
From my downbeat existence
And I know that you can make my wish
If my wish is pure
But I don’t know
I just don’t know
I don’t know
Let me love you so
Now I can’t live this without you
I'd die without you
Without you, without you
You're one of God's better people
And you do not know
That's why you're special
It must hurt to see your favourite man
Lose himself again and again
And I know that you're my only friend
From way back when
My wish was pure
It was oh so pure
It was pure
I couldn’t love you more
But I don’t know
I just don’t know
I don’t know
Let me love you so
And everybody's going to step aside
As you spread your wings and you will fly
And take me to the other side where they know
'Cos I don’t know no more
I just don’t know no more
I do not know
Let me love you so
Now I can’t live this without you
I'd die without you
Without you
Now I can’t live this without you
I'd die without you
Without you, without you
You're one of God's better people
And you do not know
That's why you're special
Let Me Entertain You
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
(published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing)
Hell is gone and heaven's here
There's nothing left for you to fear
Shake your arse come over here
Now scream
I'm a burning effigy
Of everything I used to be
You're my rock of empathy, my dear
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Life's too short for you to die
So grab yourself an alibi
Heaven knows your mother lied
Mon cher
Separate your right from wrongs
Come and sing a different song
The kettle's on so don't be long
Mon cher
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Look me up in the yellow pages
I will be your rock of ages
Your see through fads and your crazy phrases yeah
Little Bo Peep has lost his sheep
He popped a pill and fell asleep
The dew is wet but the grass is sweet, my dear
Your mind gets burned with the habits you've learned
But we're the generation that's got to be heard
You're tired of your teachers and your school's a drag
You're not going to end up like your mum and dad
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
He may be good he may be outta sight
But he can't be here so come around tonight
Here is the place where the feeling grows
You gotta get high before you taste the lows
So come on
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
So come on let me entertain me
Let me entertain you
Come on come on come on come on
Come on come on come on come on
Come on come on come on come on
Killing Me
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
(published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing)
I don't mind the abuse
It fills in time
When I'm not much use
But it's killing me, killing me slowly
They all say
I'm too restless
But words cut deep
When you're defenceless
And they're killing me, but killing me slowly
There was a time when we were fine
And I could tolerate you
I do believe that you should leave
'Cos I've grown to hate you
Should I be weak and turn my cheek
'Cos I'm scared to fall
But I just don't know you
And you don't know me at all
I've been told that love's a celebration
But I've lost faith through frustration
And it's killing me, but killing me slowly
You paint my picture black
The joke's on me
And I don't wanna laugh
Remember the good times
Won't you bring them back someday, somehow
I don't mind feeling blue
If I could smile just like you do
And it's killing me, killing me slowly
I can't go on alone
Pretending nothing's wrong
Maybe I just want to belong
Somewhere, somehow, somehow
Oh,oh, oh, oh, oh……..
Clean
(R. Williams / A. Genn / R. Hawley / M. Slattery / P. Cook)
(published by EMI Music Publishing/ Polygram/ Island Publishing/ Copyright Control)
There was a time
When crazy days would start with wine
And now I tow a different line
I stay in bed and use my loaf instead of my bread
And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long
That something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean yeah
Friends with Mr Sheen yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll on
There was a time
When I would dread what I had said
Waking up in someone's bed
Wondering who I was
Naked and cold
With an ache in my head
And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long
That's something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean, yeah
Friends with Charlie Sheen, yeah
Gonna meet the Queen, yeah
She's two minutes clean and that's not
very often
Stroll on and on
Clean, yeah
Friends with Mr Sheen, yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often
I'm clean, yeah
Gonna meet the Queen, yeah
I won't be obscene, yeah
'Cause I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll on and on and on and on and on
Oh yeah
Baby Girl Window
(R. Williams / G. Chambers)
(published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing)
I've got you rainbows seen your sunbeams
I know a place where heaven breathes
And it's through her window
Your baby girl's window
I know you're happy where you are
Singing to the moon talking to the stars
Through her window
Your baby girl's window
There's fingermarks around her soul
But your laughter fills the hole
Through her window
Your baby girl's window
Aaah I wish you would stay
Aaah to see what she made of herself
People say you were gone too soon
I see your face when flowers bloom
Through her window
Your baby girl's window
I'm looking for the words to say
Something to take the pain away
Through her window
Aaah I wish you would stay
Aaah to see what she made of herself
Hello Sir (poem- hidden track)
(R. Williams)
(published by EMI Music Publishing/BMG Music Publishing)
Hello Sir, remember me?
I'm the man you thought I'd never be
The boy who you reduced to tears
Lad called 'thingy' for six whole years.
Yes, that's right, my name's Bob
The one who landed the pop star's job
The one you told, look don't touch
The kid who wouldn't amount to much.
Well, I'm here and you're still there
With a fake sports car and receding hair.
Dodgy Farah trousers that you think are smart
Married to the woman who teaches art.
Married to the life, married to the school
I wanna sing and dance Sir, now who's the fool?
Sing and dance, you thought I was barmy
Settle down thingy, join the army.
And who are you to tell me this?
The dream I want I'll have to miss
Sir is God, he's been given the right
To structure lives overnight.
Now I know life's true path
Tanks and guns that'll be a laugh
No, not me I'm a mega civilian
I won't lead my life riding pillion.
But thanks for the advice and I'm sure it'll do
For the negative dickheads just like you
As for now I've a different weapon
Stage and screen is about to beckon
And here I sit in first class
Bo.llocks Sir, kiss my a.ss!
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