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Stereophonics
Stereophonics


Background information
Origin Cwmaman, Mid Glamorgan, Wales
Genre(s) Post-Britpop
Indie Rock
Alternative Rock
Rock
Years active 1992—present
Label(s) V2 Records
Website Website
Members
Kelly Jones
Richard Jones
Javier Weyler
Adam Zindani
Former members
Stuart Cable



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Stereophonics Album


Language. Sex. Violence. Other? (03/14/2005)
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You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you
You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you

You look like Jesus on a aeroplane
Ya head's against the window pane
You got opinions but you ain't got news
You got good laughs but when it suits you
You turn it on like a leaking tap
And dripping dropping people drop of a hat
You gotta mouth but you ain't got guts
That drunken mouth you should keep it shut

You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you
You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you

Superman on a aeroplane
Sitting next to Lois Lane
You gotta that woman but you want her gone
So you can sleep with a teenage blonde
You wear a mask wear an armoured suit
Can't get to you with the gun I shoot
You play your cards close to your chest because ya
Poker face is a dreadry mess

You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you
You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you

You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you
You don't know what it's been like
Meeting someone like you
Meeting someone like you
Meeting someone like you
Meeting someone like you
Meeting someone like you
Meeting someone like you
Meeting someone like ah ah ah aah
Ooh

Superman on a aeroplane
Sitting next to Lois Lane
You gotta that woman but you want her gone
So you can fuck a teenage blonde
You turn it on like a leaking tap
And dripping dropping people drop of a hat
You gotta mouth but you ain't got guts
That drunken mouth you should keep it shut

. . .


Doorman you got an attitude
Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit
You'd like nothing more than to break my face
No rhyme no reason no colour or race

You'd like to throw me out on the street
It ain't my fault that you can't read
You look like a monkey scowling at me (ooh ooh aah aah)
Well suck my banana suck it with cream

'Cause all I wanna do
Is get closer to you
'Cause all I wanna do
Is make a mess out of you

Promotion for you is to stamp my wrist
If you're a good boy ya get the guest list
Ya don't listen don't think no mind of your own (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Your job is prevention but you just provoke (yeah yeah)

'Cause all I wanna do
Is get closer to you
'Cause all I wanna do
Is make a mess out of you
Yeah eh yeah yeah

'Cause all I wanna do
Is get closer to you
'Cause all I wanna do
Is make a mess out of you
'Cause all I wanna do
Is get closer to you
'Cause all I wanna do
Is make a mess out of
You!

. . .


Won't you take your words brother?
Won't you mind your world brother?
I find you so offensive punk
Won't you take my word brother?
I tell you no lies now leave me brother
You disturb me turn me hurt me sister

You walk right up to me
Abuse me on the street
Like a cannonball killing me
You got it wrong brother can't you see?
Can't you see?

Won't you walk on home brother?
Won't you live and learn brother?
Think you're a poet? A know it? At your lowest?
Have you lost it? Did you toss it? Double crosses it?
Are you a loser? No one to choose ya? Accuser?

You walk right up to me
Abuse me on the street
Like a cannonball killing me
You got it wrong brother can't you see?
Can't you see?

Don't you push me brother!
Don't you push me brother!
Don't you push me brother!
Don't you push me brother!

You walk right up to me
Abuse me on the street
Like a cannonball killing me
You got it wrong brother can't you see?
Can't you see?
Can't you see?

Don't you push me brother!
Don't you
Don't you push me brother!
Don't you
Don't you push me brother!
Don't you

. . .


Ever dance with the devil baby? Oh no
Make my day
Do you feel lucky? Oh no
Tomorrow's another day
Can you walk on water maybe? Oh no
Turn water into wine?
Can I buy you a drink there lady? Oh no
Can you tell me another lie?

So be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star
Be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star

Have I seen you somewhere baby? Oh no
I need another line
Are you living the dream there lady? Oh no
Can I tell you what's inside?

So be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star
Be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star

Stop the car there baby! Oh no
You can't handle the truth
So what's the point then lady? Oh no
If ya can't stand to play and lose

So be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star
So be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star
Be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star
Be my Devil Angel
Be my shooting star
Bye bye Angel
Be my Devil

. . .


Thinking ‘bout thinking of you
So much I think it’s June.
Yeah, think it was June.
Lay about hang on the grass,
You gonna be having some laughs,
Yeah, having some laughs.
You made me feel like the one,
Made me feel like the one, your one.
You made me feel like the one,
Made me feel like the one, your one.

Drinking by drinking for two,
Drinking with you, when drinking was new.
Slipping in the back of my car,
We never went far, you took it far.
You made me feel like the one,
Made me feel like the one, your one.
You made me feel like the one,
Made me feel like the one, your one.

I don’t know where we are going now.
I don’t know where we are going now.

Wake up cold coffee and juice,
Remembering you, what happened to you?
I wonder if we’ll meet again?
Talk about life’s little spin, talk about why did it end.
You made me feel like the one,
Made me feel like the one, your one.
You made me feel like the one,
Made me feel like the one, your one.

I don’t know where we are going now.
I don’t know where we are going now.

So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
Take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
So take a look at me now.
Now.


. . .


It's your time
It's your day
It's never too late
To change lanes
How's your life?
How's your place?
Was it where you wanted
Your head to lay?

But wait, you can breathe
You can see what I can see
Don't waste your time
You can't make back

If you could rewind your time
Would you change your life?

Do you like you?
Do you love your wife?
Or did you pick what
You're told was right?

Dream and be
What you feel
Don't you compromise
What you wanna be

'Cause change is okay
What's the point in staying the same
Regrets, forget what's dead and gone

If you could rewind your time
Would you change your life?

If Jesus rode in on a camel today
With your cross on his shoulder
Time to take you away
Have you done all you wanted?
Are you happy and warm?
Do you miss someone special
You don't see anymore?
Have you blood on your hands?
Do you dream of white sands?
Can you sleep well at night?
Fave you done all you can?
The place I was born in
Stays crooked and straight
I see innocent blue eyes
Go blind everyday

Rewind your time
Would you change your life
Today?

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Gotta get in on the scene hun?
Voice activate machine
Got ya hair in a haircut
You gotta fill up the dream
You got ya finger on the pulse babe
You got your rock n roll on?
You wanna screw driver too now
I hear they're fun on

You got it all this side up
But you ain't got it down
Push the pedal now

Activate your sweet voice babe
Let your world come out
You get ya head off the chopping block
And get ya ouija board out
You got ya rubber on a pencil
In case you make a mistake
I hope you got it all down babe
I'd hate to think you're a fake

You got it all this side up
But you ain't got it down
Push the pedal now
You got it all this side up
But you ain't got it down
Push the pedal now
And push...

You got it all this side up
But you ain't got it down
Push the pedal now
You got it all this side up
But you ain't got it down
Push the pedal now
You got it all this side up
But you ain't got it down
Push the pedal now
You got it all this side up
But you ain't got it
Push

. . .


I've seen the one to take my eye
She's my Sunday best
She'll blow my mind rob me blind
Then she'll take the rest
Another drink in ya sink
Down a drunken well
Chasing stars catching cars
To the moon again

Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
High! Yeah yeah yeah

Mirror face to her place
Head's hazy mess
Falling down look a clown
Jekyll's out again
Feeling sick lunatic
Beat myself up well
Call the cars fuck the stars
Get me down from hell

Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
Girl you got me going
Don't you wanna fly?
High! Yeah yeah yeah

. . .


Oh I stepped off the train at dawn
Walked along an open road
To find you
Oh you made beds at the gold motel
Sold junk at the carousel
To bind you

Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free
Won't you come home with me?
Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free
Won't you come home with me?

Oh we used to meet at the waterfall
Pink heather on the falling wall
Nothing to prove
Oh drank beer from a stolen can
Smoke cigarettes when we can
Because we like to

Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free
Won't you come home with me?
Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free
Won't you come home with me?

Memories tangled up the spokes that
Make my wheel
Make my wheel
Oh everything has gone wrong
I left you at the gold motel
Selling junk at the carousel
That bound you down
Can't find you now

Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free
Won't you come home with me?
Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free
Won't you come home with me?
Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free
Won't you come home with me?
Lo... Lolita
You make my wheel set me free

. . .


I got a royal flush
I gotta ten bob
In my pocket for luck
Just another crush
I got my head read
In the shed once again
My friend

Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face wanna take me home
I missed your sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone

Just another lush
I got my ten green bottles
In my pocket for luck

In another rut
Get your deadhead
In the shed once again
My friend

Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face wanna take me home
I missed your sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone

Cigarette burning, got an opal ring
Dirty magazine turning, you're a bird who sings
Sleeping on a shag pile, sleeping on me
Sleeping like an angel watching over me

. . .


Here it comes again
Like the first time again
I can't sleep
I watch the rain
But I'm happy again
How can this be?
Why did this feeling
Creep on up on me?

I can't be sure
You never can
But the signs I know
Where does it come from?
Where does it go?
Why does it kill you
Paintful and slow?
I'm out of the fire
I'm into your home

I wanna feel you
Feel you
Feel you
Feel you again

It makes you a cheat
It makes you a liar
Step out of the fire
It gives a spring in the step
Smile on the face
Sing like a bird
Ya running the race again
What makes you bad?
Makes you feel much better
Than you ever can

You can't touch it
See it
Breathe it
Feel it's all you can

It makes the world go round
It makes you homeward bound
It makes you want it more
You look around every corner
To see if there's more around
You wanna take it all
It's bever quite enough
You know ya need it all

You wanna feel it
Feel it
Feel it
Feel it again

It kill you in the end
But not to have it
You haven't lived

It will break you
Make you
Take you
Hate you again

From me to you
From you to me
Look out your window

And you will feel it
Feel it
Feel it
Feel it more
More more ooh

Here it comes again
That feeling again
I can't sleep
Sit and watch the rain
Again

. . .


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