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Country Song (03:20)

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Moving In With (03:37)

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Mad Cyril (04:35)

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With being curtious!

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Fat Lady Wrestlers (03:20)

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One day he was admiring his reflection
in his favorite mirror
When he realised all too clearly
what a freakin' old beasty man he was
Who is? you is, you is now son

I took to hiding, I took to hiding
I took to hiding, hiding strange things
I took to dribbling, we took to dribbing down my front
I starting running, I starting running on the spot

Picture, picture, now i'm gonna eat your
Picture, picture, now i'm gonna eat ya

We're all food, your cake
We're all the food, your weirdos' cream

Quick quick, fast fast, quick quick, fast fast
I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front
You took to hiding, you took to hiding strange things

One day she was touching her reflection
in her favorite mirror
when she relised all to clearly
what a freakin' old weirdo she was
Who was? She was, she is...

fast fast, quick quick, quick quick, fast fast
She took to hiding, she took to hiding strange things
I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front

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Brain Dead (03:11)

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Wrote For Luck (06:02)

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Happy Mondays -
"Wrote For Luck"
[ from the album "Bummed" (1988) ]

Lyrics
I wrote for luck
They sent me you
I sent for juice
You gave me poison
I order a line
You form a queue
Try anything hard
Is there anything else you can do
Well not much
I know, I've been trained
I can sit and stand
And beg and roll over
I don't read
I just guess
There's more than one sign
But it's getting less
And you were wet
But you had a dryer
You used to speak the truth
But now you're liar
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever

And I wrote for luck
And they sent me you
And I sent for juice
You gave me poison
I order a line
You form a queue
Try anything hard
Is there anything else you can do
And you were wet
But you had a dryer
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever
And when it's hot
You start to melt
'Cos you're not made of cheese
You're made of chocolate
And when it's cold
You tend to crack
You keep on piling out
Not putting back

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