One way or another - BLONDIE

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One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya' ,get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', I'll meet ya'
I will drive past your house and if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'll get ya', I'll get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week ,I'm gonna meet ya'
I'll meet ya' ah

And if the lights are all out I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hangin' out
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the slip
A slip of the lip or another I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', I'll trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', trick ya', trick ya', trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the slip

I'll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout, some specials and rat FOOD
Get lost in the crowd
One way or another I'm gonna get ya' (Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'(Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'(Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'

Orinoco Flow - ENYA

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Let me sail, let me sail,
Let the Orinoco Flow,
Let me reach, let me beach
On the shores of Tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail,
Let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach
Far beyond the Yellow Sea.

Sail away, sail away, sail away.

From Bissau to Palau, in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali, far beneath the Coral Sea.

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, adieu. Oh.

Sail away, sail away, sail away.

From the North to the South, Ebudæ into Khartoum,
From the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the moon,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen.
We can sail, we can sail with the Orinoco Flow,
We can sail, we can sail.
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

We can steer, we can near
With Rob Dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

We can reach, we can beach,
On the shores of Tripoli,
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
From Bali to Cali, far beneath the Coral Sea,
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
From Bissau to Palau, in the shade of Avalon,
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can reach, we can beach,
Far beyond the Yellow Sea,
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
We can sail, we can sail.
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can sail, we can sail.

Sail away, sail away, sail away.

I had this one before, but it's simply a great song...

Out of Control - SHE WANTS REVENGE

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With her high heel against the wall
Kind of dancing, though not at all
She had stockings running up to her thigh
Snaps her finger to keep the time.
From the back of the room I saw her there
I said she wants to be alone and I shouldn't dare
But then she noticed me glance at her
I had no choice but to dance with her.

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you 'round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

I watched her feet move
Her hips they sway
Does a HAIR flip
And starts to say
'oh my god it's my favourite song'
I pull her close and she sings along
We can't slow down even if we try
If the record keeps spinning then so will I
She likes disco and tastes like a tear
Tells me don't stop dancing and she's pulling me near

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin

we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin

we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

England - P J HARVEY

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I live and die through England
Through England
It leaves a sadness
Remedies never were within my reach
I cannot go on as I am
Withered vine reaching from the country
That I love
England
You leave a taste
A bitter one
I have searched for your springs
But people, they stagnate with time
Like water, like air
To you, England, I cling
Undaunted, never failing love for you
England

One way or another - BLONDIE

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One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya' ,get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', I'll meet ya'
I will drive past your house and if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'll get ya', I'll get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week ,I'm gonna meet ya'
I'll meet ya' ah

And if the lights are all out I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hangin' out
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the SLIP
A slip of the lip or another I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', I'll trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', trick ya', trick ya', trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the slip

I'll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout, some specials and rat food
Get lost in the crowd
One way or another I'm gonna get ya' (Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'(Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'(Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call)
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'

Sad Sad Sad - ROLLING STONES

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Fling you out into orbit
No one's gonna hear you shout
And fools ain't gonna follow
You don't need to sleaze about

Now you're sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

The elephant's in the bedroom
Throwing all his weight about
And I'm locked in the bathroom
Your screams are gonna drown me out

Now you're sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

Oh, yeah

I got a cold chill
I get a cool thrill
Are you ready for the gilded cage?
Are you ready for the tears of rage?
Come on baby, don't let them drown you out

Sad sad sad
Bad bad bad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
Sad sad sad
But you're gonna be fine

You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine fine fine fine
You're gonna be fine fine fine fine
Fine fine fine fine

Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Gonna be fine fine fine fine
Fine fine fine fine
Fine fine fine fine

Mary Lou - FRANK ZAPPA

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I'm gonna tell you a story
'Bout ol' Mary Lou
I mean the kind of a girl
That make a fool of you

She make a young man old
And an old man pay
The way she took my money
Was a crying shame

Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

Put a detective
On her trail
The POST office thought
They'd chase her by the mail

She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail

Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

She left Detroit
To go to Kalamazoo
Made her a fortune
Out of fools like you

Met her a rich man
Who was married and had some kids
Stroked that cat
Until he flipped his lid

Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

She came back into town
About a week ago
Told me she's sorry
She had hurt me so

I had a '65 Ford
And a two dollar bill
The way she took that
Lord, it gave me a thrill

Mary Lou
She took my watch and chain
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She took my diamond ring
She took the keys to my Cadillac car
Jumped in my Caddy and she drove afar

Being For the benefit of Mr. Kite - THE BEATLES

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For the benefit of Mr. Kite
There will be a show tonight on trampoline
The Hendersons will all be there
Late of Pablo Fanques Fair-what a scene
Over men and horses hoops and garters
Lastly through a hogshead of real fire!
In this way Mr. K. will challenge the world!

The celebrated Mr. K.
Performs his feat on Saturday at Bishops Gate
The Hendersons will dance and sing
As Mr. Kite fly's through the ring don't be late
Messrs. K and H. assure the public
Their production will be second to none
And of course Henry The Horse dances the waltz!

The band begins at ten to six
When Mr. K. performs his tricks without a sound
And Mr. H. will demonstrate
Ten summer sets he'll undertake on solid ground
Having been some days in preparation
A splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the BILL

Black Stations / White Stations - MARTHA AND THE MUFFINS

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A voice inside my car told me today
There was a song of love they would not play
She was black, he was white
A voice inside my car told me today

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

When I dream, I dream in black and white
Trip the light fantastic through the night
Dance with me while they sleep
When I dream, I dream in black and white

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

If waves could speak, I wonder what they'd say
The tides are growing stronger everyday
Sink or swim, let them in
If waves could speak, I wonder what they'd say

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

Black stations, white stations break down the doors
Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!

She was black, he was white
She was black, he was white
She was black, he was white
She was black, he was white

Never miss a chance to post a Blondie title...

Picture This - BLONDIE

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All I want is a room with a view
A sight worth seeing, a vision of you
All I want is a room with view, oh-oh
I will give you my finest hour
The one I spent watching you shower
I will give you my finest hour, oh yeah

All I want is a photo in my wallet
A small remembrance of something more solid
All I want is a picture of you

Picture this - a day in December
Picture this - freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only oh-oh
Picture this - a sky full of thunder
Picture this - my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you, oh yeah

All I want is 20-20 vision
A total portrait with no omissions
All I want is a vision of you, oh-oh

If you can picture this - a day in December
Picture this - freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only oh-oh
Picture this - a sky full of thunder
Picture this - my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you
Get a pocket computer
Try to do what you used to do yeah

Rip Her To Shreads - BLONDIE

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(Hey! Psst PSST! Here she comes now.)
Oh, you know her, would you look at that hair
Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues

She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds

Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Red eye shadow! Green mascara!
Yuck! She's too much

She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds

She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it
But her expression is too serene
Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet
Always looking to create a scene

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull. Rip her to shreds

Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Yeah, you know her, with the fish-eating grin
She's so dull

Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me!
Huh, she's so dull
Yeah, there she goes now
She making out with King Kong
She take her BOAT to Hong Kong
Well, bye bye sugar
And not a minute too soon

Here Comes the Rain Again- EURYTHMICS

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Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby TALK to me
Like lovers do
Walk with me
Like lovers do
Talk to me
Like lovers do

Here comes the rain again
Raining in my head like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like a new emotion
Oh
I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
Like lovers do

Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
(Here is comes again, here it comes again)
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

Sunday, Bloody Sunday - U2

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Yeah

I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long
How long must we sing this song
How long, how long
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug WITHIN our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

How long
How long must we sing this song
How long, how long
'Cause tonight, we can be as one
Tonight, tonight

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On

Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday

That Don't Impress Me Much - SHANIA TWAIN

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Ow
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah

I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you've got being right down to an art
You think you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
You're a regular original, a know-it-all

Oh-ooh-oh, you think you're special
Oh-ooh-oh, you think you're something else

OK, so you're a rocket scientist

That don't impress me much
So you got the BRAINS but have you got the touch?
Now don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night

That don't impress me much

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah

I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve just in case
And all that extra-hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place

Oh-ooh-oh, you think you're special
Oh-ooh-oh, you think you're something else

OK, so you're Brad Pitt

That don't impress me much (Oh, oh, uh)
So you got the looks but have you got the touch?
Now don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night

That don't impress me much

Yeah

You're one of those guys who likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't believe you kiss your car good night
Now, c'mon, baby, tell me? You must be jokin', right?

Oh-ooh-oh, you think you're something special
Oh-ooh-oh, you think you're something else

OK, so you've got a car

That don't impress me much (Oh, oh, uh)
So you got the moves but have you got the touch?
Now don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night

That don't impress me much (That don't impress me)
You think you're cool but have you got the touch?
Now don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night

That don't impress me much
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah

OK. So, what do you think? You're Elvis or something?

Whatever

That don't impress me

Rapture - BLONDIE

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Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture

Back to back
Sacroiliac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack

Face to face
Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture

Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and you drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night, eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercury's and Subaru's
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars

THEN, when there's no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe too toe
Don't move to slow, 'cause the man from Mars
Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars
Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour, through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, to punk rock

Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!

Missonary Man - EURYTHMICS

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Well I was born an original sinner.
I was borne from original sin.
And if I had a dollar bill
For all the things I've done
There'd be a mountain of money
Piled up to my chin

My mother told me good
My mother told me strong.
She said "Be true to yourself
And you can't go wrong."
"But there's just one thing
That you must understand."
"You can fool with your brother
But don't mess with a missionary man."

Don't MESS with a missionary man.
Don't mess with a missionary man.

Well the missionary man
He's got god on his side.
He's got the saints and apostles
Backin' up from behind.
Black eyed looks from those bible books.
He's a man with a mission
Got a serious mind.
There was a woman in the jungle
And a monkey on a tree.
The missionary man he was followin' me.
He said "Stop what you're doing."
"Get down upon your knees."
"I've a message for you that you better believe."

50ft Queenie - PJ HARVEY

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Hey I'm one big queen
No one can stop me
Red light, red green
Sat back, I'm watchin'
I'm number one
Second to no one
No sweat I'm CLEAN
Nothin' can touch me

I'll tell you my name
F-U-C-K
Fifty foot queenie
Force ten hurricane
Biggest woman
I could have ten sons
Ten Gods
Ten queens
Ten foot and risin'

Hey I'm the king of the world
You ought to hear my song
Ah come on measure me
I'm twenty inches long

Glory glory
Lay it all on me
Fifty foot Queenie
Fifty and rising
You can bend over
Cassanova
No sweat I'm clean
Nothing can stop me

Hey I'm the king of the world
You better to hear my song
You come on measure me
I'm twenty inches long

Hey I'm king of the world
(Fifty foot queenie)
You ought to hear my song
(Fifty foot queenie)
You come on measure me
(Fifty foot queenie)
I'm thirty inches long
(Fifty foot queenie)

Hey I'm king of the world
(Fifty foot queenie)
You ought to hear my song
(Fifty foot queenie)
You come on measure me
(Fifty foot queenie)
I'm forty inches long
(Fifty foot queenie)

Hey I'm king of the world
(Fifty foot queenie)
You ought to hear my song
(Fifty foot queenie)
You come on measure me
(Fifty foot queenie)
I'm fifty inches long
(Fifty foot queenie)

Well, if no one else is going to post the obvious one...

Ghostbusters - RAY PARKER JR.

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Ghostbusters!

If there's something strange
In your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!

If there's something weird
And it don't look good
Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!

I ain't 'fraid of no ghost
I ain't 'fraid of no ghost

If you're seeing things
Running through your head
Who can you call?
Ghostbusters!

An invisible man
Sleepin' in your bed
Ow, who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!

I ain't 'fraid of no ghost
I ain't 'fraid of no ghost

Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!

If you're all alone
Pick up the phone
And call
Ghostbusters!

I ain't 'fraid of no ghost
Ooh, I hear it likes the girls
Hm, I ain't 'fraid of no ghost
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!

Mmm, if you've had a dose of a
Freaky ghost, baby
You better call
Ghostbusters!
Ow!

Lemme tell ya something
Bustin' makes me feel good!

I ain't 'fraid of no ghost
I ain't 'fraid of no ghost

Don't get caught alone oh, no
Ghostbusters!
When it comes through your door
Unless you just a-want some more
I think you better call
Ghostbusters!

Ow! Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
Uh, think you better call
Ghostbusters!
Ha ha, who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
I can't hear you

Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
Louder
Ghostbusters!
Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
Who can you call?
Ghostbusters!
Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
Uh, it likes the girls too
Ghostbusters!

Party in the Cemetery - M WALKING ON THE WATER

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Burning newspapers
Flying through the wood
Red colours behind your eyes
Going home with one cured leg
Only the fallen head is nice
Party in the cemetery
Dancing with a GHOST
Smoking marihuana
So long till I'm lost
The voice spread her wings
Flying the loves of a day
I can read it in a cup of coffee
Don't throw the question away
Never thinking of god
Who pills the nails out of my heart
The first thing you should do
Is laughing the hole day like a hat
When I go to hell
With a rose between my lips
I know for sure
That the cake will set on fire

This Land Is Your Land - WOODY GUTHRIE

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This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream Waters
This land was MADE for you and me

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
Saw below me that golden valley
This land was made for you and me

I roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
All around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me

As the sun was shining, and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
A voice come chanting as the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream Waters
This land was made for you and me

When the sun comes shining then I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
A voice come chanting as the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me

Operate - ELASTICA

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I'm really close you see
Feel it breathing
In my living heart
I see you going for a life that's cruising
Waste at smart
I really do
I really want it, but is it here?
I love you anyway true
No flickers
Listen, they'll disappear

Separate the scenes and the hints that make it
Operate in a sane way all start to fall apart
Sitting in day after day is not a good way
After all

And I just want to go home

Dreams are made of this
But they're
Over there
I know you sent me here
To peel away your fear
Operate the groove
I need a reason
For being here
Your crazy ways
Are in my ear

And I just want to go

Arabian knights - SIOUXSIE AND THE BANSHEES

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The jewel, the PRIZE
Looking into your eyes
Cool pools drown your mind
What else will you find

I heard a rumour - it was just a rumour
I heard a rumour - what have you done to her
Myriad lights - they said I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights - at your primitive best

A tourist oasis - reflects in seedy sunshades
A monstrous oil tanker
Its wound bleeding in seas

I heard a rumour - what have you done to her
I heard a rumour - what have you done to her

Veiled behind screens
Kept as your baby machine
Whilst you conquer more orifices
Of boys, goats and things
Ripped out sheeps' eyes - no forks or knives

Myriad lights - they said I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights - at your primitive best

Out of Control - SHE WANT'S REVENGE

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With her high heel against the wall
Kind of dancing, though not at all
She had stockings running up to her thigh
Snaps her finger to keep the time.
From the back of the room I saw her there
I said she wants to be alone and I shouldn't DARE
But then she noticed me glance at her
I had no choice but to dance with her.

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you 'round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

I watched her feet move
Her hips they sway
Does a hair flip
And starts to say
'oh my god it's my favourite song'
I pull her close and she sings along
We can't slow down even if we try
If the record keeps spinning then so will I
She likes disco and tastes like a tear
Tells me don't stop dancing and she's pulling me near

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin

we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin

we've got no where to go
We've got nothing to prove
Instead dancing alone I should be dancing with you
This song turning me on
The beat is doing me in
Or maybe its only you
But either way let's begin

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

The lights they move sideways and up and down
The beat takes you over and spins you round
Our hearts steady beating, our sweat turns to cold
We're slaves to the DJ and out of control

Precious Time - PAR BENATAR

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I don't wanna argue about who is the victim
'Cause maybe we both got burned
I don't wanna talk about who is the traitor
'Cause both of our loyalties turned
I don't wanna fight about who is the liar
'Cause there's too many ways to lie
I don't wanna hear about who is the winner
'Cause we both know it's a tie
Cut it out, drop it, count me out, baby stop it
Life is too short, so why waste precious time
Life is too short, so why waste precious time

You were on a liquid diet, you were sure you had to try it
And you lost all your pounds
The doctor's on vacation, so you took the medication
And wound up in lost and found
So we took a trip to Paris
'Cause you swore that it would scare us out of our swift decline
All that I remember 'bout those days in that September
Is the merci and the wine

Cut it out, drop it, count me out, baby stop it
Life is too SHORT, so why waste precious time
Life is too short, so why waste
Precious time, precious time, precious time
Oh, precious time
Life is too short, so why waste precious time

You talk on the telephone, long distance to New York or Rome
Some would say you got it made
Your home is like a fortress, no one comes in but the florist
The gardener, and the maid
You call me on the telephone, you say you feel so alone
Too tired to get dressed and get out
First you're happy, then you're sad
Somehow you always hang up mad
Excuse me if I shout

Cut it out, drop it, count me out, baby stop it
Life is too short, so why waste precious time
Life is too short, so why waste precious time
Life is too short, so why waste precious time
Precious time, precious time, oh precious time
Life is too short, so why waste precious time

Don't Stand So Close To Me - THE POLICE

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Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be

Inside her there's longing
This girl's an open page
Book marking, she's so close now
This girl is half his age

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet

Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she's waiting
His car is warm and dry

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

LOOSE talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly

It's no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabakov

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
etc. etc.

Up - SHANIA TWAIN

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I'm going up

It's 'bout as bad as it could be
Seems everybody's buggin' me
Like nothing wants to go my way yeah
It just ain't been my day
Nothin's coming easily

Even my skin is actin' weird
I wish that I could grow a beard
Then I could cover up my spots
Not play CONNECT the dots
I just wanna disappear

Up, up, up
Can only go up from here
Up, up, up
Up where the clouds gonna clear
Up, up, up
There's no way but up from here

Even something as simple as
Forgettin' to fill up on gas
There ain't no explanation why
Things like that can make you cry
Just gotta learn to have a laugh

Up, up, up
Can only go up from here
Up, up, up
Up where the clouds gonna clear
Up, up, up
There's no way but up from here

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

When everything is goin' wrong
Don't worry it won't last for long
Yeah it's all gonna come around
Don't let it get you down
You gotta keep holdin' on

It's 'bout as bad as it could be
Seems everybody's buggin' me
Like nothin' wants to go my way
It just ain't been my day
Nothin's comin' easily

Up, up, up
Can only go up from here
Up, up, up
Up where the clouds gonna clear
Up, up, up
There's no way but up from here

Up, up, up, up oh
I'm going up I'm going up I'm going up
I'm going up I'm going up I'm going up
I'm going up I'm going up oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Heartland - THE THE

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Beneath the old iron bridges, across the Victorian parks,
& all the frightened people running home before dark,
Past the Saturday morning cinema--
that lies crumbling to the ground,
& the piss stinking shopping centre in the new side of town.
I've come to smell the seasons change, & watch the city,
as the sun goes down again.

[Chorus:]
Here comes another winter, of long shadows & high hopes,
Here comes another winter, waitin for utopia,
waitin for hell to freeze over.

This is the land, where nothing changes,
the land of red buses & blue blooded babies,
This is the place, where pensioners are raped,

& the hearts are being cut, from the welfare state,
Let the poor drink the milk, while the rich eat the honey,
Let the bums count their blessings, while they count the money.

So many people, can't express what's on their minds,
Nobody knows them & nobody ever will,
Until their backs are broken & their dreams are stolen,
& they can't get what they want, then they're gonna get angry!
Well it ain't written in the papers, but its written on the walls
The way this country is divided to fall,
So the cranes are moving on the skyline--
Trying to knock down--this town
But the stains on the heartland, can never be removed,
from this country, that's sick, sad, and confused.

[Chorus]

The ammunition's being passed, and the lords been praised,
But the wars on the televisions will never be explained,
All the bankers gettin sweaty, beneath their white collars,
As the pound in our pocket, turns into a dollar.

This is the 51st STATE--of the U. S. A.
[repeat and fade]

Photograph- ED SHEERAN

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Lovin' can hurt
Lovin' can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
And when it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closin'
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer till our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home

Lovin' can heal
Lovin' can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
Mm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die

Mm, we keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closin'
Hearts were never broken
And time's forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer till our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages, you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home

Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home

Oh, you can fit me
Inside that necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat, where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages, you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth Street
Hearin' you whisper through the phone
"Wait for me to come home"

Friday I'm In Love - THE CURE

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I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday Wednesday break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love

Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate

I don't care if Monday's black
Tuesday, Wednesday heart ATTACK
Thursday never looking back
It's Friday I'm in love

Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday watch the walls instead
It's Friday I'm in love

Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate

Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's Friday
I'm in love

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love

Sweethearts together - ROLLING STONES

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Sweethearts together
We've only just begun
Sweethearts together
We'll take life as it comes
Sweethearts forever
Two hearts together as one

Everybody needs someone
To tell their troubles to
To share the pain and laughter
In a world beset with fools
To help you with your ups and downs
Someone to heal your wounds
So we're

Sweethearts together
When two hearts beat as one
Sweethearts together
We've only just begun
Sweethearts forever
Two hearts together as one
As one

Everyone's so cynical
And says that love won't last
Think about your future
Stop living in the past
Time's not standing still
So stop looking through those tinted glasses

Sweethearts together
We've only just begun
Sweethearts together
So glad I've found someone
Sweethearts forever
Two hearts together as one
As one

But love is never easy
It's never silky smooth
There's always something tempting
In the wilderness of youth

But I will stay right by your side
The truth will out, you'll realize
We're

Sweethearts together
We've only just begun
Sweethearts together
So glad I found someone
Sweethearts forever
Two hearts together as one
As one
As one
As one
As one

Sweethearts together
Sweethearts together
Sweet, sweet, sweethearts together

I still haven't found what I'm looking for - U2

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I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in the fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was one empty night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

He will lift you
Higher and higher
He will pick you up when you fall
He'll be the shelter from the storm
I believe that he will come
Then all the colors will BLEED into one
BLEED into one
But yes I'm still running
You broke the bonds
Loosened the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Of my shame
You know I believed it
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I have climbed (I have climbed)
The highest mountains (highest mountains)
I have run (I have run)
Through the fields (through the fields)
Only to be with you (only to be with you)
Only to be with you (just to be with you)

I have run (I have run)
I have crawled (I have crawled)
I have scaled (I have scaled)
These city walls (city walls)
These city walls (only to be with you)
Only to be with you (just to be with you)
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

Waking Up - ELASTICA

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I'd work very hard but I'm lazy
I can't take the pressure and it's starting to show
In my heart you know that it pains me
A life of leisure is no life you know

Waking up and getting up has never been easy,
Oh oh, I think you should know.
Waking up and getting up has never been easy,
Oh, oh, I think you should know.
Oh, oh, I think you should go.
Make a cup of tea, and put a RECORD on.

I'd work very hard but I'm lazy
I've got a lot of songs but they're all in my head.
I'll get a guitar and a lover who pays me
If I can't be a star I won't get out of bed.

Waking up and getting up has never been easy,
Oh, oh, I think you should know.
Waking up and getting up has never been easy,
Oh, oh, I think you should know.
Oh, oh, I think you should go.
Make a cup of tea, and put a record on.

Waking up and getting up has never been easy,
Oh, oh, I think you should know.
Waking up and getting up has never been easy,
Oh, oh, I think you should know.
Oh, oh, I think you should go.
Make a cup of tea, and put a record on.