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THE ONE AND ONLY - Chesney Hawkes Sing along with me now: 'I am the one and only, oh yeah Call me, call me by my name or call me by number You put me through it I'll still be doing it the way I do it And yet, you try to make me forget Who I really am, don't tell me I know best I'm not the same as all the rest I am the one and only Nobody I'd rather be I am the one and only You can't take that away from me I've been a player in the crowd scene A flicker on the big screen My soul embraces one more in a million faces High hopes and aspirations, and years above my station Maybe but all this time I've tried to walk with dignity and pride I am the one and only Nobody I'd rather be I am the one and only You can't take that away from me I can't wear this uniform without some compromises Because you'll find out that we come In different shapes and sizes No one can be myself like I can For this job I'm the best man And while this may be true You are the one and only you I am the one and only Nobody I'd rather be I am the one and only You can't take that away from me I am the one and only Nobody I'd rather be I am the one and only You can't take that away from me!'

Mis-shapes by Pulp Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits. Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh We don't look the same as you, We don't do the things you do, But we live around here too, Oh really. Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits, We'd like to go to town but we can't risk it, oh Cos they just want to keep us out. You could end up with a smack in the mouth Just for standing out, Oh really. Brothers, sisters, can't you see? The future's owned by you and me. There won't be fighting in the street. They think they've got us beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet. We're making a move, We're making it now, We're coming out of the side-lines. Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah. We want your homes, We want your lives, We want the things you won't allow us. We won't use guns, We won't use bombs, We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds. Check your lucky numbers, That much money could drag you under, oh. What's the point of being rich, If you can't think what to do with it? Cos you're so bleeding thick. Oh we weren't supposed to be, We learnt too much at school now we Can't help but see, That the future that you've got mapped out is Nothing much to shout about. We're making a move, We're making it now, We're coming out of the side-lines. Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah. We want your homes, We want your lives, We want the things you won't allow us. We won't use guns, We won't use bombs, We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds Brothers, sisters, can't you see? The future's owned by you and me. There won't be fighting in the street. They think they've got us beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet. We're making a move. We're making it now. We're coming out of the sidelines. Just put your hands up - it's a raid. We want your homes, We want your lives, We want the things you won't allow us. We won't use guns, We won't use bombs, We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds. And that's our minds. Yeah.

Girl From Mars by Ash (ah, Uni days are here again!) Do you remember the time I knew a girl from mars? I don’t know if you knew that. Oh we’d stay up late playing cards, Henri winterman cigars. Though she never told me her name, I still love you, girl from mars. Sitting in our dreamy days by the water’s edge, On a cool summer’s night. Fireflies and the stars in the sky, Gentle glowing light, From your cigarette. The breeze blowing softly on my face, Reminds me of something else. Something that in my memory has been replaced, Suddenly it all comes back. And as I look to the stars. I remember the time I knew a girl from mars, I don’t know if you knew that. Oh we’d stay up late playing cards, Henri winterman cigars. Though she never told me her name, I still love you, girl from mars. Surging through the darkness over the moonlight strand, Electricity in the air. Twisting all through the night on the terrace, Now that summer’s here. I know you are almost in love with me, I can see it in your eyes. Strange light shimmering over the sea tonight, And it almost blows my mind And as I look to the stars I remember the time I knew a girl from mars, I don’t know if you knew that. Oh we’d stay up late playing cards, Henri winterman cigars. Though she never told me her name, I still love you, girl from mars. Today I sleep in the chair by the window, It felt as if you’d returned. I thought that you were standing over me, When I woke there was no-one there. I still love you, girl from.. Mars Do you remember the time I knew a girl from mars? I don’t know if you knew that. Oh we’d stay up late playing cards, Henri winterman cigars. Though she never told me her name. Do you remember the time I knew a girl from mars? I don’t know if you knew that. Oh we’d stay up late playing cards. Henri winterman cigars. And I still dream of you, I still love you, girl from mars

Army Of Me by Bjork Stand up You've got to manage I won't sympathize Anymore And if you complain once more You'll meet an army of me You're alright There's nothing wrong Self-sufficience please! And get to work And if you complain once more You'll meet an army of me You're on your own now We won't save you Your rescue-squad Is too exhausted And if you complain once more You'll meet an army of me

At the bottom of everything By - Bright Eyes. We must talk on every telephone, get eaten off the web We must rip out all the epilogues, in the books that we have read And in the face of every criminal, strapped firmly to a chair We must stare, we must stare, we must stare. We must take all of the medicines, too expensive now to sell Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell And in the ear of every anarchist, that sleeps but doesn't dream We must sing, we must sing, we must sing. It'll go like this. While my mother waters plants, my father loads his guns He says death will give us back to god, just like this setting sun is returned to this lonesome ocean And then they splashed into the deep blue sea, it was a wonderful splash We must blend into the choir, sing as static with the whole We must memorise nine numbers and deny we have a soul And in this endless race for property and privelage to be one We must run, we must run, we must run. We must hang up bats in their belfry, where the bats and moonlight laugh We must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past And in the caverns of tomorrow, with just our flashlights and our love We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge. And then we'll get down there, way down to the very bottom of everything And then we'll see it, oh we'll see it, we'll see it.

'Reworked' by Flict sorry haven't got the lyrics, but am going to see them next month Ken xx

nice one Ruby Ken xx

The Kaiser Chiefs - Everyday I Love You Less And Less ( I don't know why I like this song, must be the tune. Imagine being the person who inspired it - not exactly 'Layla' is it!?) Everyday I love you less and less It's clear to see that you've become obsessed I've got to get this message to the press That everyday I love you less and less And everyday I love you less and less I've got to get this feeling off my chest The doctor says all I needs pills and rest Since everyday I love you less and less. Unless, unless I know, I feel in my bones I'm sick, I'm tired of staying in control Oh yes, I feel a rat upon a wheel I've got to know what's not and what is real Oh yes, I'm stressed, I'm sorry I digressed Impressed you're dressed to SOS Oh, and my parents love me Oh, and my girlfriend loves me Everyday I love you less and less I can't believe once you and me did sex Since everyday I love you less and less It makes me sick to think of you undressed Since everyday I love you less and less You're turning into something I detest And everybody says you look a mess Since everyday I love you less and less. Oh, and my parents love me Oh, and my girlfriend loves me Oh, they keep photos of me Oh, That's enough love for me

For me and Bec, because we both love this song... The Killers 'Mr Brightside' I'm coming out of my cage And I've been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I'm falling asleep And she's calling a cab While he's having a smoke And she's taking a drag Now they're going to bed And my stomach is sick And it's all in my head But she's touching his-chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, letting me go And I just can't look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it's just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes 'Cause I'm Mr Brightside I'm coming out of my cage And I've been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I'm falling asleep And she's calling a cab While he's having a smoke And she's taking a drag Now they're going to bed And my stomach is sick And it's all in my head But she's touching his-chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, letting me go Cause I just can't look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it's just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes 'Cause I'm Mr Brightside I never... I never... I never... I never...

KAISER CHIEFS I Predict a Riot Watching the people get lairy It's not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary Its not very sensible either A friend of friend he got beaten He looked the wrong way at a policeman Would not have happened to Smeaton An old leodensian I tried to get to my taxi The man in a tracksuit attacks me He said that he saw it before me And wants to get things a bit gory Girls scrabble around with no clothes on To borrow a pound for a condom If it wasn't for chip fat they'd be frozen They're not very sensible And if there's anybody left in here That doesn't want to be out there Watching the people get lairy It's not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary It's not very sensible either And if there's anybody left in here That doesn't want to be out there I predict a riot

You will relate to this one Paul SEX PISTOLS 'Liar' Lie lie lie lie liar you lie lie lie lie Tell me why tell me why Why d'you have to lie Should've realised that Should've told the truth Should've realised You know what I'll do You're in suspension You're a liar Now I wanna know know know know I wanna know why you never Look me in the face Broke a confidence just to please Your ego should've realised You know what I know You're in suspension You're a liar I know where you go everybody you know I know everything that do or say So when you tell lies I'll always be in your way I'm nobody's fool and I know all 'Cos I know what I know You're in suspension you're a liar You're a liar you're a liar Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie Lie lie lie lie liar you lie lie lie lie I think you're funny you're funny ha ha I don't need it don't need your blah blah Should've realised I know what you are You're in suspension you're in suspension You're in suspension you're a liar You're a liar you're a liar Lie lie

Not all these are very alternative :-( ok I won't split hairs lol. Sorry Paul have to include one of the great Autobiographical Rap tunes Ice T's 'That's How I'm Livin' I was born in New Jersey, I said it before But I guess nobody heard me My mother died young No sistas or brothas, I was the only son When I was twelve my pops died too Whats a brotha supposed to do? They sent me out West To live with my aunt I guess they thought it was for the best But there was no love there Growin' with no moms I guess I was prepared to live in a vacuum The bedroom the kitchen, the hall and the bathroom I didn't leave home much, didn't like L.A. Didn't have no friends to trust Got busted to a school Blacks and whites, I guess it was cool But in high school I changed Didn't wanna bust, didn't wanna play the game I walked to Crenshaw high, it was fly I hooked up with new crew Some brothas that knew what the to do You might call it gang but we called it a set And it was our own thang The whole school was down And one way or another everybody messed around When the hardcore or not you wore the right color or your a*s got shot That's how i'm livin'... I did three years in there and made close friends Havin' no love my homies came by only I was glad: a family I never had But I grew up fast got a girl on 10th grade pregnant Needin' cash, I had to change my style Switched from bangin' to hustlin' No more goin' buckwild Had to get a cashflow But my hustle was weak, it was a no go I join the army, four years in that mess sh*t Be all it you can’t be Came back to the hood My homies had done good Had elevated their game About 100 gees a lick,no shame Passed for the jewels Baby sledgehammers with the tools I speak on this with a hesitation Even though it passed the statue of limitation... I checked the bank Bought a porsche and gear, earn high streetrank But as I grew my whole crew fell thru Cops had us on the books as innerstate crooks Murder robbery rape escape, the whole damn nine You robbed a sugga blind I had too much juice, I cut my boosters loose I was intread with the pimp game Took on the ice-name But the pimp game moved too slow Especially for a nigga who was hooked on quick dough In one nite late I was in a car wreck And I was lucky to escape Hospital for ten weeks, in bed almost dead And when I got well, I got caught in a cross And got locked in a jail cell That's how I'm livin'... They cut me loose And I had to change troop This time they didn't catch me Next time they'll stretch me Cause my time was gettin' short All my homies was in court Or locked in a hole, this one was gettin' old So I changed my life Putted down the gun and picked up the mic It took ten years to get from there to here But I still keep a gun, cops got me on the run And they hate me more, now Than they ever did before My homies came back from pen And we all worked together True friends but every once and while Some chump mistakes me as a punk And he gets in my face Wrong place And I aint lyin', that's how you dyin'... That’s how I’m Livin’……. Who said all RAP music was full of bad language? it ain't always ;-) Pat x

*sniff sniff* BLUR 'No Distance Left To Run' 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 the night And it settles down, stays around Spends more time with you I got no distance left to run

oh yes.... Radiohead :) CREEP When you were before, couldn't look in your eye You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so F*KIN' special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul I want you to notice, when I'm not around You're so F*KIN' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here, ohhh ohhhh She's running out.... She's running out, she's run, run, run, run....run.... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so F*KIN' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here STREET SPIRIT (FADE OUT) Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form a circle Before we all go under And fade out again and fade out again Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out again Immerse your soul in love IMMERSE YOUR SOUL IN LOVE FAKE PLASTIC TREES Her green plastic watering can For her fake Chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery For girls in the eighties But gravity always wins It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out If I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted all the time

KULA SHAKER Tattva Tattva, acintya bheda bheda Tattva Like the flower and the scent of summer, like the sun and the shine. Well the truth may come in strange disguises Send the message to your mind Tattva, acintya bheda bheda Tattva For you shall be tomorrow, like you have been today. If this was never ending, What more can you say?

So many brilliant songs:-))) - nobody's put Radiohead on yet have they? Karma Police karma police arrest this man he talks in maths he buzzes like a fridge hes like a detuned radio karma police arrest this girl her hitler hairdo is making me feel ill &we have crashed her party. tHis is what you get. tHis is what you get. tHis is what you get when you mess with us. karma police ive given all ican its not enough ive given all i can but were still on the payroll. tHis is what you get. tHis is what you get. tHis is what you get when you mess with us. (phew for a minute there i lost myself i lost myself **** FITTER HAPPIER more productive comfortable not drinking too much regular excercise at the gym (not drinking too much) getting on better with your associate employee contemparies at ease eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats) a patient better driver a safer car (baby smiling in back seat) sleeping well (no bad dreams) no paranoia careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole) keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then) will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in wall) favours for favours found but not in love charity standing orders on sunday ringroad supermarket (no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants) car wash (also on sundays) no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate nothing so childish at a better pace slower and more calculated no chance of escape now self employed concerned (but powerless) and empowered and informed member or society (pragmatism not idealism) will not cry in public less chance of illness tyres that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat) a good memory still cries at a good film still kisses with saliva no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick that is driven into frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness) calm fitter, healthier, and more productive a pig in a cage on antibiotics **** (The observant among you will notice that I typed these songs in the wrong order)

Four Strong Winds (written by Ian Tyson) Ian and Sylvia Tyson. Chorus Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high All those things that don't change come what may But our good times are all gone and I'm bound for movin' on I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way Guess I'll go down to Alberta weather's good there in the fall Got some friends that I can go to workin' for Still I wish you'd change your mind if I asked you one more time But we've been thru that a hundred times or more Chorus If I get there before the snow flies and if things are looking good You could meet me if I sent you down the fare But by then it would be winter not enought for you to do And those winds sure do blow cold way up there Chorus - Four strong winds that blow lonely Patty

Sex Pistols 'Anarchy In The U.K.' Right! Now ha ha ha... I am an antichrist I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I wanna destroy the passerby 'Cause I wanna be Anarchy Now don't worry Anarchy for the UK It's coming sometime and maybe I give a wrong time stop a traffic line Your future dream is a shopping scheme 'Cause I wanna be Anarchy In the city How many ways to get what you want I use the best I use the rest I use the N.M.E I use Anarchy 'Cause I wanna be Anarchy It's the only way to be Is this the M.P.L.A or Is this the U.D.A or Is this the I.R.A I thought it was the UK Or just another country Another council tenancy I wanna be Anarchy And I wanna be Anarchy (Oh what a name) And I wanna be an anarchist (I get p*ssed, destroy!)

Come Home Billy Bird by The Divine Comedy William wakes with his clothes on, The morning call has been and gone, And he might not make the flight, But he will try, yeah. Bit by bit it comes back to him, A bunch of Belgian businessmen, And a strange drinking game - oh God why !? Come home Billy Bird, International Business Traveller, Come home Billy Bird, He hails a cab but the driver sucks, He drives so slowly and he talks so much, That it hurts Billy Bird's aching brain, He runs from the cab to the check-in desk, She says 'no way' but William begs on his knees 'please please please' 'Well, Okay.' Come home Billy Bird, International Business Traveller, Come home Billy Bird Drenched in sweat he finds his seat, And with the luggage squeezed down beneath his feet, He begins to think that things can't get no worse, And then a voice says 'bags that can't be stowed In the overhead lockers must go below In the hold, please let go. Thank you, Sir.' Come home Billy Bird, International Business Traveller, Come home Billy Bird, Come home William, Come home, He runs on past the carousel, Screaming 'damn my luggage all to Hell, I can buy a new shirt and tie anyday', He rides from the airport into town, To the high school football ground, Where his son has just begun his big football game, Come home Billy Bird, International Business Traveller, Come home Billy Bird, Come home Billy Bird, International Business Traveller, Come home Billy Bird, (Come home William, Come home, Come home William, Come home).

My Perfect Cousin by The Undertones Now, I've got a cousin called Kevin He's sure to go to heaven Always spotless clean and neat The smoothest you can get them He's got a fur lined sheepskin jacket My ma said they cost a packet She won't even let me explain That me and Kevin were just not the same Oh my perfect cousin What I like to do he doesn't He's his family's pride and joy His mothers little golden boy He's gotta degree in economics Maths - physics and bionics He thinks that I'm a cabbage Cos I hate University Challenge Even at the age of ten Smart boy Kevin was a smart boy then He always beat me at Subbuteo Cos he flicked the kick And I didn't know Oh my perfect cousin ..