Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh - Say Hi (2009)

she's pushing 5' 6"
in her saucony kicks
she's got lips like a sofa
and she's strawing down a soda

if the devil was a girl
and she wore a yellow tee
it would be a spittin' image
but it's okay with me

she says, i got something i think i really wanna tell ya
i got something i think i really wanna show ya
i got something i think i really wanna do right now
whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh

she bought a 7 inch
it was pressed on white
it was 'randy described eternity'

it's the flip of her hair
it's the sound of her verbs
it's the shape of her legs
it's the way that she curses

she says, i got something i think i really wanna tell ya
i got something i think i really wanna show ya
i got something i think i really wanna do right now
whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh

she says, i got something i think i really wanna tell ya
i got something i think i really wanna show ya
i got something i think i really wanna do right now
whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh

she says, i got something i think i really wanna tell ya
i got something i think i really wanna show ya
i got something i think i really wanna do right now
whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh

6 Underground - Sneaker Pimps (1996)

take me down
6 underground
the ground beneath your feet

laid out low
nothing to go
nowhere a way to meet

i've got a head full of drought
down here
so far off of losing out
round here
overground, watch this space
i'm open to falling from grace

calm me down
bring it round
too way high off your street

i can see
like nothing else
in me, you're better than i wannabe

don't think 'cos i understand
i care
don't think 'cos i'm talking
we're friends
overground, watch this space
i'm open to falling from grace

talk me down
safe and sound
too strung up to sleep

wear me out
scream and shout
swear my time's never cheap

i fake my life like i've lived
too much
i take whatever you're given, not enough
overground, watch this
space, i'm open

i fake my life like i've lived
too much
i take whatever you're given, not enough
overground, watch this
space, i'm open
to falling
from grace

Tears For Fears - Everybody Wants To Rule The World (1985)

welcome to your life
there's no turning back
even while we sleep
we will find you

acting on your best behaviour
turn your back on mother nature
everybody wants to rule the world

it's my own design
it's my own remorse
help me to decide
help me make the

most of freedom and of pleasure
nothing ever lasts forever
everybody wants to rule the world

there's a room where the light won't find you
holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
when they do, i'll be right behind you
so glad we've almost made it
so sad they had to fade it
everybody wants to rule the world

i can't stand this indecision
married with a lack of vision
everybody wants to rule the

say that you'll never, never, never, never need it
one headline, why believe it?
everybody wants to rule the world

all for freedom and for pleasure
nothing ever lasts forever
everybody wants to rule the world

Shriekback - Faded Flowers (1985)

this is the sound of poisons
the sickness no one knows
no one is crying for us this time
our shapes are blurring under miracles of snow
weave a circle round him three times
you have to plan your moves at these times
our hearts are breaking
one more song to go

these eyes are blind
this is a pure thing
these hands i kiss
tragic as anything
these eyes are blind
this is a pure thing
all splash and hiss
beyond my measuring

only the anacrucis
the main event remains
shameful and naked, out there in the
great cold outdoors
we have to do these things again
bathe in this incandescent glow
the leap to something i don't know
there is no doubt upon us when
the greasy men come back again

these eyes are blind
this is a pure thing
these hands i kiss
tragic as anything
these eyes are blind
this is a pure thing
all splash and hiss
beyond my measuring

these faded flowers
precious as memory
a veil of cloud
correct as energy
we had some good machines
but they don't work no more
i loved you once
don't love you anymore

these eyes are blind
this is a pure thing
these hands i kiss
tragic as anything
these eyes are blind
this is a pure thing
all splash and hiss
beyond my measuring

these faded flowers
precious as memory
a veil of cloud
correct as energy
we had some good machines
but they don't work no more
i loved you once
don't love you anymore

Left Of Center - Suzanne Vega (1986)

if you want me
you can find me
left of center
off of the strip
in the outskirts
in the fringes
in the corner
out of the grip

when they ask me
"what are you looking at?"
i always answer
"nothing much" (not much)
i think they know that
i'm looking at them
i think they think
i must be out of touch

but i'm only
in the outskirts
and in the fringes
on the edge
and off the avenue
and if you want me
you can find me
left of center
wondering about you

i think that somehow
somewhere inside of us
we must be similar
if not the same
so i continue
to be wanting you
left of center
against the grain

if you want me
you can find me
left of center
off of the strip
in the outskirts
in the fringes
in the corner
out of the grip

when they ask me
"what are you looking at?"
i always answer
"nothing much" (not much)
i think they know that
i'm looking at them
i think they think
i must be out of touch

but i'm only
in the outskirts
and in the fringes
on the edge
and off the avenue
and if you want me
you can find me
left of center
wondering about you

if you want me
you can find me
left of center
wondering about you

if you want me
you can find me
left of center
wondering about you

wondering about you
wondering about you

if you want me
you can find me
left of center
wondering about you

if you want me
you can find me
left of center
wondering about you

wondering about you
wondering about you

My Sister - The Juliana Hatfield Three (1993)

my sister
my sister
my sister

i hate my sister, she's such a bitch
she acts as if she doesn't even know that i exist
but i would do anything to let her know i care
but i am only talking to myself 'cause she isn't there

my sister

i love my sister, she's the best
she's cooler than any other girl that i have ever met
she had the greatest band, she had the greatest guy
she's good at everything and doesn't even try

she's got a wall around her nobody can climb
she lets her ladder down for those who really shine
i tried to scale it, but to me she's blind
so i lit a firecracker, went off in my eye

i miss my sister, why'd she go?
she's the one who would have taken me
to my first all-ages show
it was the violent femmes and the del fuegos
before they had a record out
before they went gold
and started to grow

i miss my sister
i miss my sister
i miss my sister
i really miss her

Sleeping Satellite - Tasmin Archer (1992)

i blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died
with the eagles' flights
i blame you for the moonlit nights
when i wonder why
are the seas still dry
don't blame this sleeping satellite

did we fly to the moon too soon?
did we squander the chance?
in the rush of the race
the reason we chase is lost in romance
and still we try
to justify the waste
for a taste of man's greatest adventure, whoa

i blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died
with the eagles' flights
i blame you for the moonlit nights
when i wonder why
are the seas still dry
don't blame this sleeping satellite

have we lost what it takes to advance?
have we peaked too soon?
if the world is so green
then why does it scream under a blue moon?
we wonder why
if the earth's sacrificed
for the price of its greatest treasure, whoa

i blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died
with the eagles' flights
i blame you for the moonlit nights
when i wonder why
are the seas still dry
don't blame this sleeping satellite

and when we shoot for the stars
what a giant step
have we got what it takes
to carry the weight of this concept?
or pass it by
like a shot in the dark
miss the mark with a sense of adventure, whoa

whoa yeah yeah
whoa yeah yeah

don't blame this sleeping satellite

i blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died
with the eagles' flights
i blame you for the moonlit nights
when i wonder why
are the seas still dry
don't blame this sleeping satellite

whoa yeah yeah
whoa yeah yeah
don't blame this sleeping satellite

whoa yeah yeah
whoa yeah yeah
don't blame this sleeping satellite