| Polly Scattergood – Nitrogen Pink Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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nitrogen pink and a whole load of wednesdays they're these sweet rotting memories that keep you alive nitrogen pink, please throw me a moment just to get my composure and to stamp on a fly and the boys had their pearls and the girls had tobacco and everybody was laughing at you singing 'isn't it, isn't it, isn't it such a funny old world the way tragedy strikes?' nitrogen ink and a whole load of aednesdays they're these sweet rotting memories that keep you alive nitrogen pink, please, throw me a moment just to get my composure and to stamp on a fly and the blind man was seeing clouds all grey until the weatherman blew his rain away and nobody, nobody, nobody make a sound nitrogen pink and a pill for my breakfast and a bag full of ketchup that he spilt on his tie nitrogen pink for the unwritten bible that is mad mad dog's survival till he kicked it up in the flames and all the education, daddy it never paid because the fat man, he took my innocence away and i thought, and i thought, and i thought, and I thought you said these streets were all paved with gold nitrogen pink for the real captain redbeard for the unlikely pianist the sad and the gay nitrogen pink for the man in the corner for the pig at the slaughterhouse the sweet melody played slot machines, got so rich then we lost it found the hole a my pocket crack a smile, we're ok that long drive home nothing much ever after nothing hurts more than laughter man, i wish you could be here nitrogen pink and a whole load of wednesdays they're these sweet rotting memories that keep you alive nitrogen pink, please, throw me a moment just to get my composure and to wave you goodbye |
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| There Will Be Fireworks – Foreign Thoughts Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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I think it's : If she sleeps, it's fitfully Makes a bit more sense! |
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| Vashti Bunyan – Leave Me Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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| Golden Silvers – Magic Touch Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Oh god, how bad is it that for the first few times I heard this, I thought it was about *ahem* a lost erection? It does kind of fit with the lyrics and I kept mishearing 'falling from my clutch' as 'crotch'.. Sigh. Maybe it's just a sad indication of my state of mind. I do still like this song, though it was funnier before.. |
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| Cats on Fire – The Smell of an Artist Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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Thanks for this! I hear 'that's why you do it' instead of 'because you're new' at the end of the chorus. And it's probably 'aesthetics', not 'estethics'. Really good song though and I hadn't got all the lyrics so cheers.. |
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