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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,......
Ba bababa ba bababa ... Yeah yeah yeah yeah The night was ended He needed her undressed He said he loved her She tried to......
When you raise your pencil skirt like a veil before my eyes, like the look upon his face as he's zipping up his flies. Oh......
She / she used to live with his brother / Now she's an unmarried mother / with another / on the way / He's seond......
Are you trying to put me on? I turned around and it was gone. Did I leave it in your car? On a table in......
At first / I could say / I could say or do / just whatever I liked / You would / you would not /......
Oh is this the way they say the future's meant to feel? Or just 20,000 people standing in a field. And I don't quite understand......
Doorways / corners / and the street lights dance in your eyes / Behind the cinema / in the rain / in the subway /......
Susan's babysitter / is seventeen years old / oh she looks like Susan / when she still lived at home / She's a lovely girl......
The mark of the devil is upon you Your look is no happier than mine Damnation is waiting in the mirror but you shouldn't mind......
On the night that I was leaving, the moon rose in the sky As I came to fetch my suitcase and then you began to......
I know i'm getting on And you're so very young But would you like to stay Until next saturday Or sunday? I'll give you your......
The trouble with your brother, he's always sleeping with your mother And I know that your sister missed her time again this month Am I......
[single intro: 'Keep very still, for the strangest things are about to happen.'] Oh I was seventeen when I heard the countdown start, it started......
Oh uh-uh-uh Oh Hey Oh now the lonely nights begin and there is nowhere left to go But watch my spirit melt away, down at......
She likes to watch the moon as it travels through the sky 'cos she's heard that it's romantic, though she really can't see why. Someone......
Village maiden gathering mushrooms, down by woodland lakes and brooks. She don't want no soviet loves - all she wants is srpskijeb, hoi! Village maiden......
I used to hate the sun because it shone on everything i'd done. Made me feel that all that i had done was overfill the......
The dust has settled, replaced the bulbs in all the lights. I guess I'll get no sleep tonight. A revolution happened. Oh, sorry you haven't......
Intake Manor Park The Wicker Norton Freshville Hackenthorpe Shalesmoor Wombwell Catcliffe Brincliffe Attercliffe Ecclesall Woodhouse Wybourn [At this point, Candida starts talking...] Pitsmoor Badger Wincobank......