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International Velvet (07/07/1998)
07/07/1998
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I’d rather be liberated, I find myself captivated
Stop doing what you . . . keep doing it too . . .
I’d rather stay bold and lonely, I dream I’m your one and only

Stop doing what you . . . keep doing it too . . .
Things are getting strange, I’m starting to worry
This could be a case for mulder and scully

Things are getting strange, now I can’t sleep alone
I’d rather be jumping ship, I find myself jumping straight in
Stop doing what you . . . keep doing it too . . .
Forever be dozy and dim, I wake myself thinking of him
Stop doing what you . . . keep doing it too . . .

My bed is made for two and there’s nothing I can do
So tell me something I don’t know
If my head is full of you is there nothing I can do?
Must we all march in two by two by two?

Things are getting strange, I’m starting to worry
This could be a case for mulder and scully
Things are getting strange, now I can’t sleep alone
And as for some happy ending, I’d rather stay single and thin
Stop doing what you . . . keep doing to me

Things are getting strange, I’m starting to worry
This could be a case for mulder and scully
Things are getting strange, now I can’t sleep alone here
Things are getting strange, I’m starting to worry
This could be a case for mulder and scully
Things are getting strange, now I can’t sleep alone

So what have you got to say about that?
And what does someone do without love?
And what does someone do with love?
And what have you got to say about that?


. . .


You know the time to act is now
Before the sands of time run out
I know that I could never
Fall from grace I'm far too clever

I will achieve my destiny
My starts ascent a certainty
I know that I could never
Fall from grace I'm far too clever

Boy sees, boy takes, boy hooked
And the subject's closed
Worst case scenario becomes real
It don't show

No clever clevers can dissuade
From tougher substance I was made
I know that I could never
Fall from grace I'm far too clever

Boy sees, boy takes, boy hooked
And the subject's closed
Worst case scenario becomes real
It don't show

You know the time to act is now

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I put horses heads in peoples beds
cos i am the mob
when duty calls gonna bust some balls
cos i am the mob
don't tell me it's not one for the money
two for the money, three for the money
am i your easter bunny, come on
i try my level best, my best to please
but i'm gonna put a bullet between your knees
baby come on
stop blowing the don, put his keks back on
cos i am the mob
stop muckin around with the brand new sound
cos i am the mob
don't tell me it's not one for the money
two for the money, three for the money
am i your easter bunny, come on oh baby come on
i try my level best, my best to please
but i'm gonna put a bullet between your knees
baby come on, just tell them

that luca brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
luca brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
luca brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
missus (repeat)

i am the mob


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If all you've got to do today is find peace of mind
Come round
You can take a piece of mine
And if all you've got to do today is hesitate
Come here, you can leave it late with me

Chorus:
You could be taking it easy on yourself
You should be making it easy on yourself
Cos you and i know, its all over the front page
You give me road rage
Racing through the best days
It's up to you boy you're driving me crazy
Thinking you may be losing your mind

If all you've got to prove today is your innocence.
Calm down, you're as guilty as can be
If all you've got to lose alludes to yesteray
Yesterday's through, now do anthing you please.

Repeat Chorus

You, you've been racing to the best days
Space age, road rage, fast lane

If all you've got to do today is find peace of mind
Come here
You can take a piece of mine

Repeat chorus
underlined by:
Space age, road rage, fast lane, minimum wage
Home late, upgrade, short-changed, golden age
Front page, lose face, handmade, space ache
Backstage, outraged, disgraced, maximum weight

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I'm sorry you couldn't make it
You should have seen him, so weathered and dated
He was a Johnny Come Lately
And I know that you would hate him

If you'd seen his botanical leanings
First prize exhibit and all down to good spirit
He was a Johnny Come Lately
And I know that you hate me

If I envied the things that he spoke of
How I envied the things that he thought of
He was a Johnny Come Lately
And I know that you would hate me

If I told you that iImade some time and stayed behind
To find out how to make a garden grow
Where the sun no longer shines

If I asked too many questions and stayed behind
To find out how to make a garden grow
But he never gave away the secret of his gorforsaken soil

He didn't need us, just tempted and teased us
You could've been here, wishing you were here
This was a Johnny Come Lately
And I know that you would hate me
He was a Johnny Come Lately
And I know that you would hate me
He was a Johnny Come Lately

If I told you that I made some time and stayed behind
To find out how to make a garden grow
Where the sun no longer shines

He assured me that the seeds you sold were sound
But I must have cast them all on stony ground
And now the sun won't shine
I must have asked too many questions
And I stayed behind to find out how to make a garden grow

But he never ever gave away the secret of this godforsaken soil

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A dead loss, no songs
No fun, just glum
Lying next to someone
So dont mention the War
Don't question where we stand
Nor where we fall
North, South, East where's best?
If I head left
It turns out directionless

So, needle point aside
I always find
Embroidery leaves me blind
'Cos I'm too weary to rest
Since I noticed
Coming second best is close to ideal

What fools boredom breeds
So much to do
So many goldfish to feed
And paracetamol
I'll take them all
They line my stomach wall
'Cos I'm too weary to rest
Since I noticed
Coming second best is close to ideal (la la la....)

With customary thirst
I search a water glass
But gin hits first
Oh don't believe the hype
Expectancy always spoil a party

It's torniquet (by crochet)
My waters break
Don't drive for pity's sake
'Cos I'm too weary to rest
Since I noticed
Coming second best
Is close to ideal (la la la....)

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International Velvet

[No lyrics]

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You're adamant
So loose limbed I give in
Although your bed is warm
The worn springs creak of regret

And lust is the thief who crepy away
While we ewre sleeping
Now you're doing my head in

The lines, the blinds are drawn
We are intimate strangers
I'm reborn, it's a false dawn
Where we've been, I forget

And Saturday's fuss is just small town lust
It's me I'm cheating
Now you're doing my head in

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I'll be your Baba Papa
I'll be you Baba Papa

I'd be your table and chair
Phillipe Starke and Bill Amberg
If you'd be a Baba Papa to me

And I'd be your angel
Ride you until you're warmer
Be your cradle
Swing you until you fall

I'd be your son and your heir
Destitute but debonair
Though ill advised and ill in debt
I'd never be drained or misled
I saw your dreams and infatuated
With this freedom
You say the words and I could be them

And I'd be your angel
Ride you until you're warmer
Be your cradle
Swing you until you're tired out

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Well it's a most peculiar feeling
Like sunburn in the evening
With dark clouds on their way
And you think it's most unlikely
Life could ever shine as brightly
Once the sun has gone and the pressure's on
And the rain is here again

But you don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking

Do you find the change in season?
Affects you without reason
You've greetings but nothing more to say
And you swear you'd feel much better
If only summer'd last forever
But the sky is clear and you're nowhere near
And the rain is here again

But you don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Lean on me maybe you could see it through
If you would only believe a single word is true

But you don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking

I throw away my sunshines
My so-called little lifelines
Do you know what I mean?
When I decided that the answer
Could not be bought across the counter
My sista dista had left for good
Now the rain has gone away

But you don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking


. . .


It was strange glue that held us together
While we both came apart at the seams
She said your place or mine
While we've still got the time
So I played along with her schemes

But i don't have the right to be with you tonight
So please leave me alone with no saviour in sight
I will sleep safe and sound with no body around me

When faced with my demons
I clothe them and feed them
And I'll smile, yes I'll smile as they're taking me over

And if I cannot sleep for the secrets I keep
It's the price I'm willing to meet
The end of the night never comes too quickly for me

But i don't have the right to be with you tonight
So please leave me alone with no saviour
I will sleep safe and sound with no body around me

When faced with my demons
I clothe them and feed them
And I'll smile, yes I'll smile as they're taking me over

And if I cannot sleep for the secrets i keep,
It's the price I'm willing to steal
Oh the end of the night never comes too quickly for me
And I'll smile
The end of the night never comes too quickly for me
I'll smile, smile, smile as they're taking me over
I'll smile,
The end of the night never comes too quickly for me
Never comes too quickly for me


. . .


You, me and destiny
Guess that it was never meant to be
All you did was give me allergy
I'm not looking for your sympathy

You, me and destiny
I am courted by uncertainty
Lost my will to live unselfishly
Altruism stinks of fallacy

My selfish gene
It fills my spleen with bile
And all the while
I thought you gave a damn

You, me and destiny
Guess that it was never meant to be
All you needed was some courtesy
And im not waitingfor an apology

My selfish gene
It fills my spleen with bile
And all the while
I thought you gave a damn
way back then i thought yo gave a damn

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