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The last night of the fair By the big wheel generator A boy is stabbed And his money is grabbed And the air hangs heavy......
Learn to love me Assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow and always My only weakness is a list of crime My only weakness is .........
I decree today that life Is simply taking and not giving England is mine and it owes me a living But ask me why, and......
Over the moor, take me to the moor Dig a shallow grave And i'll lay me down Over the moor, take me to the moor......
It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old It's time the tale were told Of how......
The last night of the fair By the big wheel generator A boy is stabbed And his money is grabbed And the air hangs heavy......
From the ice-age to the dole-age There is but one concern I have just discovered : Some girls are bigger than others Some girls are......
Stop me, oh, stop me Stop me if you think that you've Heard this one before Stop me, oh, stop me Stop me if you......
Over the moor, take me to the moor Dig a shallow grave And i'll lay me down Over the moor, take me to the moor......
Park the car at the side of the road You should know Time's tide will smother you And i will too When you laugh about......
Young bones groan And the rocks below say : "throw your skinny body down, son !" But i'm going to meet the one i love......
I decree today that life Is simply taking and not giving England is mine - it owes me a living But ask me why, and......
All the lies that you make up What's at the back of your mind ? Oh, your face i can see And it's desperately kind......
Winter's almost gone, Oh how i've waited so long For summer nights. When there's magic in the air And i don't have a care, All......
Yeah ! What she says : "how come someone hasn't noticed That i'm dead And decided to bury me ? God knows, i'm ready !"......
Is it wrong to want to live on your own ? No, it's not wrong - but i must know How can someone so young......
I decree today that life Is simply taking and not giving England is mine and it owes me a living Ask me why, and i'll......
On the high-rise estate What's at the back of your mind ? Oh, a three-day debate On a high-rise estate What's at the back of......
He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan And he said that he'd never, never do it again And of course he won't (oh, not......
The boy with the thorn in his side Behind the hatred there lies A murderous desire for love How can they look into my eyes......