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Supergrass
Supergrass


Background information
Origin Oxford, England
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Britpop
Years active 1993—2010
Label(s) Capitol Records
Parlophone Records
Cooking Vinyl
Associated acts The Jennifers
The Hotrats
Website Website
Former members
Gaz Coombes
Danny Goffey
Mick Quinn
Rob Coombes



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Supergrass Album


Life On Other Planets (09/30/2002)
09/30/2002
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Face, such a beautiful face
But time waits for no one
So why don't we get it on, yeah

Love, I see it in lies
It shines like the winter sun
So why don't we get it on

Waste, such a terrible waste
Cos time waits for no one
So why don't we get it on, get it on

. . .



What you wanna say that's in my code
See you later for the rush hour soul
Took it all, now I feel like god
It's tripping out my soul

There's something I feel inside
But still I'm foul
And I would know it when it comes
Like a comet drifts to the sun
That's the way I feel
Can't ignore it when it comes

Little later with a sweet left hook
You look so good now I'm lying on the floor
Feeling better now I've been knocked out
It's tripping out my soul

There's something I feel inside
But still I'm foul
And I would know it when it comes
Like a comet drifts to the sun
That's the way I feel
Can't ignore it when it comes

. . .



Now that our eyes have seen the light
Well the world lies twisted and weird
It's like our minds have taken flight
Heavy loads rides up to the sun, oh yeah

Well, what you do is up to you
Take my hat and push on through
Well you can try to understand
I'm a rock'n'roll singer in a rock'n'roll band

Now that our eyes have seen the light
Well the road lies open and clear
It's like our minds have taken flight
Like the river runs down to the sea, oh yeah

Well, what you do is up to you
I'll take my hat and push on through
Well you can try to understand
I'm a rock'n'roll singer in a rock'n'roll band

Well, what you do is up to you
Take my hat and push on through
Well you can try to understand
I'm a rock'n'roll singer in a rock'n'roll band
Thank you very much

. . .



Well they found the body down on Brecon Beacons
There were tiny tears on the cheeks of witches
Well the jury's all still out
About the sad and strange account
And now the fear grows in the minds of people
As the fires burn in the darkest reaches
Well the jury's all still out
About the sad and strange account
Of a lonely girl from the Brecon Beacons
It's retribution from the supernatural
You better watch out cos they're coming to get you, woo

Well she took her last gasp as the town was sleeping
While the finger pointed to a local policeman
Well the jury's all still out
About the sad and strange account
Of a lonely girl from the Brecon Beacons
It's retribution from the supernatural
You better watch out cos they're coming to get you
When the stars are out there's nowhere to run
You can't hide from the witches of Brecon

She's the Duchess

It's retribution of a spiritual nature
You'd better watch out cos they're coming to get you, woo

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Waking up on a Sunday
I've been riding for a night or two
Looking out of the window
I'm so tired another drink will do
I'm just living a story
Like I heard it on a 45
There's no one here to rely on
It's the sign that makes me wonder why

Well I can't get up no more
Though I tried standing in a forest of reasons
Well I can't get up no more
Though I tried standing in a forest of reasons

Driving into the sun light
I've been thinking about a better life
There nothing left to delight in
It's a sign we ain't got it right
Fading out on the highway
California coming into sight
There's no one here to rely on
It's the sign that makes me wonder why

Well I can't get up no more
Though I tried standing in a forest of reasons
Well I can't get up no more
Though I tried standing in a forest of reasons

Like a moth to a candle
Driven to the naked flame
Murder on the news and blood on the streets again

Well I can't get up no more
Though I tried standing in a forest of reasons
Well I can't get up no more
Though I tried standing in a forest of reasons
Standing in a forest of reasons
Standing in a forest of reasons
Standing in a forest of reasons
Standing in a forest of reasons

Standing in a forest of reasons
Standing in a forest of reasons
Standing in a forest of reasons

. . .



Tis the evening of the day
See the daylight turned away
Then I'm looking up at you
See that everything that's true
I'm a thousand miles away
On another sunny day

As I'm looking at the view
All I'm thinking of is you
(if) she's not on that three fifteen
Then I'm gonna know what sorrow means
(if) she's not on that three fifteen
Then I'm gonna know what sorrow means

Is this the parting of the ways
Summer light and daisy chains
As I'm looking up at you
See that everything that's true
On the mountains, on the plains
Railway lines and fierce....

As I'm looking at the view
All I'm thinking of is you
(if) she's not on that three fifteen
Then I'm gonna know what sorrow means
(if) she's not on that three fifteen
Then I'm gonna know what sorrow means

Tis the evening of the day
See the daylight turned away
As I'm looking at the view
Feel my heart is growing oh-so
(if) she's not on that three fifteen
Then I'm gonna know what sorrow means
(if) she's not on that three fifteen
Then I'm gonna know what sorrow means


He's so stoned
Doesn't really know what he's on about
Maybe he should go and lay down
He's steamed/stoned/pissed
Doesn't really know what he's on about
Maybe he should go and lay down

(Run away!)
*Fireworks*
(She'll be over here in a minute)
(I'm going before she comes over)

. . .



Well he sleeping now and lying on the floor
He's never done nothing like that before
And I've been stroking your cat come and give us a paw
Never done nothing like that before
Never before, you don't know what you're talking about

Well I'm blowing my chunks where the kids all play
Never done nothing like that before
Now I'm doing time for the PTA
Never done nothing like that before
Never before, you don't know what you're talking about

la la la, la la la
la la la, la la la
la la la, la la la
Never before, you don't know what you're talking about

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Broke on a summer night
Cracked in a room
Planet is open
And I can see it all
I can see it all, yeah

Was the funniest thing that I saw
All these creatures were climbing the walls
While the synergy flows through my brains
That is hard

Venus is glowing
Immune to the laze
And in the shade of morphine
I forget it all
Just forget it all, yeah

Was the funniest thing that I saw
All these creatures were climbing the walls
And while the synergy flows through my brains
That is hard

Oh, was the funniest thing that I saw
All these creatures were climbing the walls
And while the synergy flows through my brains
Oh, here she goes

It's what I saw
That is hard
Darling that is hard

. . .



If you want to go out,
If you want to go out,
Read it in the papers,
Tell me what it's all about!

If you want to stay home,
If you want to stay home,
Freedom of the papers,
All you ever need to know!
Freedom of the papers, All you've got to do! Oh no! Oh no!

If you want to go home,
If you want to go home,
Freedom from the papers,
All you've got to do is come!
Freedom form the papers,
All you've got to do! Oh no! Oh no!

If you want to go out,
If you want to go out,
Read it in the papers,
Tell me what it's all about!
Read it in the papers,
All you've got to do! Oh no! Not me!

If you want to go out,
If you want to go out,
If you want to go out,
If you want to go out,
If you want to go out.....

. . .



Well we're... ruin of fables
As we drink ourselves right under the tables
Well you need an end to yesterday's papers
and tell us that they love us and hate us
...
Cos they're gonna kill us sooner or later
Yeah we really ran and ruined the fables
...climbing up the tower of ...

la-la, la-la, la-la, gotta get inside feeling
la-la, la-la, la-la, gotta get inside feeling

Well they meet in the ruin of fables
They see inside ourselves and what we are make of
Come along and stick on a label
We do the dance of the mashed potato
...
Cos they're superfragilistically-anus
...
... city of angels

la-la, la-la, la-la, gotta get inside feeling
la-la, la-la, la-la, gotta get inside feeling

la-la, la-la, la-la, gotta get inside feeling
la-la, la-la, la-la, gotta get inside feeling

. . .



I'm lost in a cloud and I can't get out
There's no other way, don't try

I'm caught in a car and I can't get out
I can't explain, I can't drive
Can't drive

Oscar Wilde and Peter Cooke close by
Che Guevara and Steve McQueen, right there, oh yeah

I'm lost in a cloud and I can't get out
Floating away, can't fly

Caught in a car and I can't get out
I can't explain, can't drive
I can't drive

John Belushi, Lady Day close by
Joe the Lion and Marvyn Gaye, right there, oh yeah

And Davy Crocket and Joan Of Arc close by
And David Banner and Roger Moore they're all there, oh yeah

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I can see a long way down
Heaven had the time to grow
Heaven had the time to grow

Now the fire's burned down low
Lying in the afterglow
Living in your afterglow

I can make it right for you
Even if you had to go
Even if you had to go

I can walk away from you
Only if you want me to
Tell me that you want me to

Even if you had to run
Even if you had to run

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