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Background information
Origin London, England
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Britpop
Indie Rock
Years active 1989—present
Label(s) Virgin Records
Parlophone Records
SBK Records
Food Records
Associated acts Gorillaz
The Good, the Bad & the Queen
The Ailerons
WigWam
Fat Les
Me Me Me
Website Website
Members
Damon Albarn
Graham Coxon
Alex James
Dave Rowntree



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Blur: The Best Of (10/30/2000)
10/30/2000
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14.
To The End (edit)
15.
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17.
For Tomorrow (Visit To Primrose Hill Extended)
18.
Music Is My Radar (album exclusive track)
1.
She's So High (live at Wembley Arena)
2.
Girls & Boys (live at Wembley Arena)
3.
To The End (live at Wembley Arena)
4.
End Of A Century (live at Wembley Arena)
5.
Stereotypes (live at Wembley Arena)
6.
Charmless Man (live at Wembley Arena)
7.
Beetlebum (live at Wembley Arena)
8.
M.O.R. (live at Wembley Arena)
9.
Tender (live at Wembley Arena)
10.
No Distance Left To Run (live at Wembley Arena)
. . .



Beetlebum, what you done?
She's a gun, now what you done?
Beetlebum
Get nothing done, you beetlebum
Just get numb, now what you done
Beetlebum
And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on and all my violence gone
Nothing is wrong, I just slip away
And I am gone
Nothing is wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and I am gone
Beetlebum, because you're young
She's a gun, now what you done?
Beetlebum
She'll suck your thumb, she'll make you come
Cause she's your gun, now what you done?
Beetlebum
And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on and all my violence gone
Nothing is wrong, I just slip away
And I am gone
There's nothing wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and I am...
He's on, he's on, he's on it
He's on, he's on, he's on it
He's on, he's on, he's on it

. . .



I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy
But nothing is, no
Whoo hoo!
Well I feel heavy metal
Whoo hoo!
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Whoo hoo!
Well I lie and I'm easy
All of the time and I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet ya
I got my head done
When I was young
It's not my problem
It's not my problem
Whoo hoo!
Well I feel heavy metal
Whoo hoo!
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Whoo hoo!
Well I lie and I'm easy
All of the time and I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet ya
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

. . .



You've taken the fun
Out of everything
You're making me run
When I don't want to think
You've taken the fun
Out of everything
I don't want to think at all

There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them play

You've taken the fun
Out of everything
You're making it clear when I don't want to think
You're taking me up when I don't to go up anymore
I'm just watching it all

There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them play
There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them play

(Ahh, ahhh, watch you play
Ahh, ahhh, watch you play..)

There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them play
There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them play
There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them play
There's no other way
There's no other way

. . .



This is the next century
Where the Universal's free
You can find it anywhere
Yes, the future's been sold
Every night we're gone
And to karaoke songs
How we like to sing along
'Though the words are wrong

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go

No-one here is alone
Satellite's in every home
Yes, the Universal's here
Here for everyone
Every paper that you read
Says tomorrow's your lucky day
Well, here's your lucky day

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
If the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go

(Just let them go....)

. . .



Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored
One of many zeros
Kicked around bored
Your ears are full but your empty
Holding out your heart
To people who never really
Care how you are

So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm going blind
And I'm braindead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again

Do you go to the country
It isn't very far
There's people there who will hurt you
Cos of who you are
Your ears are full of the language
There's wisdom there you're sure
'Til the words start slurring
And you can't find the door

So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm going blind
And I'm braindead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again

So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm going blind
And I'm braindead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again

Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again

. . .



(Shouting in reverse)
Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as (parklife)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through what is known as
(parklife)
John's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they love a bit of it
(parklife)
Who's that gut lord marching... you should cut down on your porklife mate... get some
exercise

All the people
So many people
They all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklife

Know what I mean
I get up when I want except on wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
(parklife)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea and I think about leaving the house (parklife)
I feed the pigeons I sometimes feed the sparrows too
it gives me a sense of enormous well being (parklife)
And then i'm happy for the rest of the day safe in the knowledge
there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it (parklife)

All the people
So many people
They all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklife

Parklife (parklife)
Parklife (parklife)

It's got nothing to do with vorsprung durch technic you know
And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round
Parklife (parklife)

All the people
So many people
They all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklife
All the people
So many people
They all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklife

. . .



She said there's ants in the carpet
Dirty like monsters
Eating all the morsels
Picking up the rubbish
Give her effervescence
She needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV
You're looking so healthy

We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special

Sex on the TV
Everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty
As you get closer to thirty
Gives her a cuddle
Glowing in a huddle
Good night TV
You're all made up
And you know that

We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special

Can you eat her? Yes you can

We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special
We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special
Oh, end of a century, oh
It's nothing special

. . .



It's over
You don't need to tell me
I hope you're with someone who makes you
Feel safe in your sleeping tonight
I won't kill myself, trying to stay in your life
I got no distance left to run

When you see me
Please turn your back and walk away
I don't want to see you
Cos I know the dreams that you keep is wearing me
When your coming down, think of me here
I got no distance left to run

It's over, I knew it would end this way
I hope you're with someone who makes you feel
That this life is alive
And it settles down, stays around
Spends more time with you
I got no distance left to run

. . .



Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is the day
The demons go away
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

Tender is the ghost
The ghost I love the most
Hiding from the sun
Waiting for the night to come
Tender is my heart
I'm screwing up my life
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is my heart you know
I'm screwing up my life
Oh Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

. . .



Street's like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece
On holiday -
Love in the 90's
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances looking for

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love (x2)

Avoiding all work
Because there's none available
Like battery thinkers
Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
Get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr sch?n
But we haven't been introduced

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love (x2)

Looking for

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love.... (x4)

. . .



I met him in a crowded room
Where people go to drink away their gloom
He sat me down and so began
The story of a charmless man
Educated the expensive way
He knows his claret from his beaujolais
I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray
But then nature didn't make him that way
He went....

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2)
He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares
Will protect him
That we'll respect him
He moves in circles of friends
Who just pretend
That they like him
He does the same to them
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2)

He knows the swingers and their cavalry
Says he can get in anywhere for free
I began to go a little cross-eyed
And from this charmless man I just had to hide

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2)
He talks at speed
He gets nose bleeds
He doesn't see
His days are tumbling
Down upon him
And yet he tries so hard to please
He's just so keen
For you to listen
But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

(Do anything yo do if you can....)

He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares
Will protect him
That you'll respect him
And yet he tries so hard to please
He's just so keen
For you to listen
But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x4)

. . .



See her face
Everyday
See her face
Doesn't help me
See her face
Everyday
See her face
Doesn't help me

She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

Think of her
Everyday
Think of her
Doesn't help me
Think of her
Everyday
Think of her
Doesn't help me

She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

She doesn't help me
She doesn't help me
She doesn't help me

She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

. . .



(So the story begins)

City dweller
Successful fella
Thought to himself:
"Oops, I've got a lot of money
Caught in a rat race
Terminally
I'm a professional cynic
But my heart's not in it
I'm paying the price of living life at the limit
Caught up in the century's anxiety"
Yes, it preys on him
He's getting thin

(Try the simple life)

He lives in a house
A very big house
In the country
Watching afternoon repeats
And the food he eats
In the country
He takes all manner of pills
And piles up analyst bills
In the country
Oh, it's like an animal farm
That's the rural charm
In the country

He's got morning glory and life's a different story
Everything's going Jackanory
Touched with his own mortality
He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac
It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland
Oh, it's a century's remedy
For the faint at heart
A new start

(Try the simple life)

He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
A very big house
In the country
He's got a fog in his chest
So he needs a lot of rest
In the country
He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
Takes herbal baths
In the country
You should come to no harm
On the animal farm
In the country

Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why
Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why

He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
A very big house
In the country
Watching afternoon repeats
And the food he eats
In the country
He takes all manner of pills (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
And piles up analyst bills
In the country
Oh, it's like an animal farm
That's the rural charm
In the country
He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
A very big house
In the country
He's got a fog in his chest
So he needs a lot of rest
In the country
He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
Takes herbal baths
In the country
You should come to no harm
On the animal farm
In the country
Ooh la la la....


. . .



All these dirty words
(Jusqu'a la fin)
They make us look so dumb
(En plein soleil)
Been drinking far too much
(Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us mean what we say
(En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end

What happened to us
(Jusqu'a la fin)
Soon it will be gone forever
(En plein soleil)
Infatuated only with ourselves
(Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us can think straight anymore
(En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end
When you and I
Collapsed in love
Well it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end

(En plein amour)
You and I
We just collapsed in love
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end

(En plein soleil)

. . .



Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade
Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order
From a man in a tee-pee in California
He said he once was that great game show performer
Then he blew all his money away, blew it all away
So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
I'll eat parole get gold card soul
Your joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own
Well, we all go happy day-glo in the discos
The sound of magic music in our brains
Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors
Says Lord, give me time, for I've jumped into space
I'm in outer space
So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
I'll eat parole get gold card soul
Your joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own
So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
I'll eat parole get gold card soul
Your joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

. . .


And into the sea
Goes pretty England and me
Around the Bay of Biscay
And back for tea
Hit traffic on the Dogger bank
Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide
And go asleep
And the radio says

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone it will be there with you
Finding ways to stay solo

On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty
There's a low in the High Forties
Saturday's locked away on the pier
Not fast enough dear
And on the Malin Head
Blackpool looks blue and red
And the queen, she's gone round the bend
Jumped off Land's End
And the radio says

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you are alone it will be there with you
Finding ways to stay solo

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you are alone it will be there with you
This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you are alone it will be there with you

. . .



He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow
London ice cracks on a seamless line
He's hanging on for dear life
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la (x3)
Holding on for tomorrow
...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

She's a twentieth century girl
With her hands on the wheel
Trying not to make him sick again
Seeing what she can borrow
London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes
But we're we're lost on the Westway
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la (x3)
Holding on for tomorrow

Trying not to be sick again
And holding for tomorrow
She's a twentieth century girl
Hanging on for dear life
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la (x3)
Holding on for tomorrow

Jim stops and gets out the car,
goes to a house in Emperor's gate,
Through the door and to his room,
Then he puts the TV on,
Turns it off and makes some tea,
Says Modern Life Is Rubbish I'm
Holding on for tomorrow,
Then Susan comes into the room,
She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile,
Says let's take a drive to Primrose Hill,
It's windy there and the view's so nice,
London ice can freeze your toes
Like anyone I suppose
I'm
Holding on for tomorrow..


. . .



You really got me seeing you
Really got me done y'all 
Music is my radar
Really topped my joy y'all

Really topped my radio
Really got me done y'all
Dealing I'll be seeing you
Really got my beats now, on my ear now...

Aah don't stop me now

Really got me changing from my bill from job
Into a new life, oh you really got
Really got me singing elsewhere, oh my girl
Really got me dancin', dancin' in my head now baby

Tony Allen dancing
Tony Allen dancing
Tony Allen gets what a boy can do
Really got me dancin'
He really got me dancin'
But I don't give my soul
All ya'll need and yeah don't give a soul
You really got me driftin'
You really got me dancin'
You really got me dancin' in my head

Aah don't stop me now

Aah don't stop me now

. . .



See her face
Everyday
See her face
Doesn't help me
See her face
Everyday
See her face
Doesn't help me

She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

Think of her
Everyday
Think of her
Doesn't help me
Think of her
Everyday
Think of her
Doesn't help me

She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

She doesn't help me
She doesn't help me
She doesn't help me

She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high
She's so high
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

. . .



Street's like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece
On holiday -
Love in the 90's
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances looking for

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love (x2)

Avoiding all work
Because there's none available
Like battery thinkers
Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
Get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr sch?n
But we haven't been introduced

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love (x2)

Looking for

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love.... (x4)

. . .



All these dirty words
(Jusqu'a la fin)
They make us look so dumb
(En plein soleil)
Been drinking far too much
(Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us mean what we say
(En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end

What happened to us
(Jusqu'a la fin)
Soon it will be gone forever
(En plein soleil)
Infatuated only with ourselves
(Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us can think straight anymore
(En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end
When you and I
Collapsed in love
Well it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end

(En plein amour)
You and I
We just collapsed in love
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it, yes
It looks like we've made it to the end

(En plein soleil)

. . .



She said there's ants in the carpet
Dirty like monsters
Eating all the morsels
Picking up the rubbish
Give her effervescence
She needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV
You're looking so healthy

We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special

Sex on the TV
Everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty
As you get closer to thirty
Gives her a cuddle
Glowing in a huddle
Good night TV
You're all made up
And you know that

We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special

Can you eat her? Yes you can

We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special
We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... oh, it's nothing special
Oh, end of a century, oh
It's nothing special

. . .



The suburbs they are dreaming
They're a twinkle in her eye
She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye
She wears a low cut T-shirt
Runs a little B&B
She's most accomodating when she's in her lingerie
Wife-swapping is your future
You know that it would suit ya

Yes
They're stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming
And then you
Stop dreaming
From time to time you know you should be
Going on another bender

The suburbs they are sleeping
But he's dressing up tonight
She likes a man in uniform
He likes to wear it tight
They're on the lovers' sofa
They're on the patio
And when the fun is over
Watch themselves on video
The neighbours may be staring
But they are just past caring

Yes
There must be more to life
Than stereotypes
All your life you're dreaming
And then you
Stop dreaming
From time to time you know
You should go on another bender

Yes
The stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming
And then you
Stop dreaming
Time to time you know
You should be going on another bender
Yes
There must be more to life
Than stereotypes
All your life you're dreaming
And then you
Stop dreaming
From time to time you know
You should go on another bender

. . .



I met him in a crowded room
Where people go to drink away their gloom
He sat me down and so began
The story of a charmless man
Educated the expensive way
He knows his claret from his beaujolais
I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray
But then nature didn't make him that way
He went....

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2)
He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares
Will protect him
That we'll respect him
He moves in circles of friends
Who just pretend
That they like him
He does the same to them
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2)

He knows the swingers and their cavalry
Says he can get in anywhere for free
I began to go a little cross-eyed
And from this charmless man I just had to hide

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x2)
He talks at speed
He gets nose bleeds
He doesn't see
His days are tumbling
Down upon him
And yet he tries so hard to please
He's just so keen
For you to listen
But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

(Do anything yo do if you can....)

He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares
Will protect him
That you'll respect him
And yet he tries so hard to please
He's just so keen
For you to listen
But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

Na na na na na na na na naaa (x4)

. . .



Beetlebum, what you done?
She's a gun, now what you done?
Beetlebum
Get nothing done, you beetlebum
Just get numb, now what you done
Beetlebum
And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on and all my violence gone
Nothing is wrong, I just slip away
And I am gone
Nothing is wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and I am gone
Beetlebum, because you're young
She's a gun, now what you done?
Beetlebum
She'll suck your thumb, she'll make you come
Cause she's your gun, now what you done?
Beetlebum
And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on and all my violence gone
Nothing is wrong, I just slip away
And I am gone
There's nothing wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and I am...
He's on, he's on, he's on it
He's on, he's on, he's on it
He's on, he's on, he's on it

. . .



It's automatic (It's automatic)
I need to unload (Need to unload)
Under the pressure (Under the pressure)
Go middle of the road (Middle of the road)
Fall into fashion (Fall into fashion)
Fall out again (Fall out again)
We stick together (We stick together)
Cos it never ends (It never ends)
Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out
Here comes tomorrow (Here comes tomorrow)
One, two, three episodes (Three episodes)
We stick together (We stick together)
Go middle of the road (Middle of the road)
Cos that's entertainment (That's entertainment)
It's the sound of the wheel (Sound of the wheel)
It rolls on forever (Roll, roll forever)
Yeah you know how it feels (Know how it feels)
Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes        (We are members of the human race)
Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes

. . .



Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is the day
The demons go away
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

Tender is the ghost
The ghost I love the most
Hiding from the sun
Waiting for the night to come
Tender is my heart
I'm screwing up my life
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is my heart you know
I'm screwing up my life
Oh Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2

. . .



It's over
You don't need to tell me
I hope you're with someone who makes you
Feel safe in your sleeping tonight
I won't kill myself, trying to stay in your life
I got no distance left to run

When you see me
Please turn your back and walk away
I don't want to see you
Cos I know the dreams that you keep is wearing me
When your coming down, think of me here
I got no distance left to run

It's over, I knew it would end this way
I hope you're with someone who makes you feel
That this life is alive
And it settles down, stays around
Spends more time with you
I got no distance left to run

. . .


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