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458489 A Sides
Compilation - 1990 - Debaser id 38957

di The Fall

[Mecass, the mass, decline, domain, relan, drazan, my heart's blocked, rout]
Oh! little brother
We are in a mess
Don't look at me that way
Don't put me to the test
When I first saw you
People said:
"He scrutinised a little monster"
And disappeared through red door [or dawn?]
Now everyone is disinformation
Disinformation
Disinformation
He says:
"Won't you give me one more chance?"
"I'm not a communist"


Disinformation x 3



[Mecass, the mass, decline, domain, relan, drazan, my heart's blocked, rout]



Oh! little brother
We are in a mess
Don't look at me that way
Your reject is a mess
There's always
Someone beside you
And there's always
Someone in your arms
Oh! little brother
If only I had known
Then I might not
Be alone X4
Il tuo voto:
He reads books; of the list book club
And after two months--his stance a familiar hunch
It's that same slouch - you had the last time he came around



His oppression abounds, his type is doing the rounds
He is a scum-egg; a horrid trendy wretch



C.R.E.E.P. CR E.E.P.



BLACK saucers at the back of your neck
Interruptions, from the side when you talk
in the presence, of this ugly gawk,
is offending, make sure you're not absorbed
(With hideous luck - he'll absorb all your talk)



CR E.E.P. C.R.E.E.P. (3 times)



FROM the bright sun, he came one fine morn
"Populist" - as well in his class at least
But then came REAL AGE, and for that we all must pay
(and for that we all do pay)



c.r.e.EP. C.R.E.E.P.
C.R. EEP C.R.E.E.P



CR E.E.P. - cr E.E.P. CR E.E.P. - CR E.EP (2 times)



And he wants world peace! (and for that we all must pay)



He likes ABC! (C.R.EE.P.)
C.R.EE.P. CR.E.E.P. (2 times)
CREEP!
Il tuo voto:
Couldn't get ahead
I just couldn't get ahead


Come out of pub, the shop is closed
Come out of pub, Harry wants to know
When the next bus is
I said five or ten minutes
I had my change in my hands
The bus flashes past.
My hands are caught



Couldn't get ahead. I just couldn't get ahead.



In a week, earned money for month
Got all my jobs done
My eyelids were sick of it
Gist was I could sleep for a day?
But bad bills have no respect for a decent man's rest
Flopping on the doorstep
Outlined in color red



Couldn't get ahead. Just couldn't get ahead.



On an Asiatic plane with wings not of the grain
Toilet queue was endless
Couldn't get a beer
The hostesses were muslims
When I get in toilet,
Light flashes: "Return to seat."
I feared withdrawal
And I feared beer was making sludge of my head.



Couldn't get ahead. Just couldn't get ahead.



Now my problems are solved
It's a remedy of old
I pretend I'm blind you see
Put on some Armani clothes
And act like ET
Where I'm at is a cabbage patch,
no longer strewn with weeds
Have a Ghandi at me
Colour mags wish me well
No more, no get ahead.



Couldn't get ahead. Just couldn't get ahead.
Il tuo voto:
Bill Grundy's intro:

I have never seen five thousand yobbos in my life
I promise you I'm only going to speak to you now
For a few seconds
But a bit later I'm going to tell you
About how I made the fortune of punk rock
Since I think that music starts with Johann Sebastian Bach
And ends with Franz Schubert
You're going to have to listen a bit later
About my interview on television
The first they'd ever had
Bad language
See you later
Enjoy yourselves
Il tuo voto:
Odeon
Sky
Uncanny
Bushes are in disagreement with the heat

L.A.

Uncanny
Person
They have filled boulevards with white snow, scum-ball

L.A.

This is my happening and it freaks me out
Il tuo voto:
Mr Pharmacist
Can you help me out today
In your usual lovely way
Oh Mr Pharmacist I insist
That you give me some of that vitamin C
Mr Pharmacist


Dear Pharmacist won't you please
Give me some energy
Mr Pharmacist


Hey Mr Pharmacist
I'll recommend you to my friends
They'll be happy in the end
Mr Pharmacist can you help
Send me on a 'delic kick
Mr Pharmacist


Dear Pharmacist use your mind
You better stock me up for the wintertime
Mr Pharmacist


Hey Mr Pharmacist
Words cannot express
Feeling I suggest
Oh Mr Pharmacist I can plead
Gimme some of that powder I need
Mr Pharmacist


Dear Pharmacist I'll be back
With a handful of empty sack
Mr Pharmacist
Il tuo voto:
It was bad, called obscene
And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the Lords
Golden lawns, village green
Victoria was my queen

Victoria, Victoria, Victoria

I was born, lucky me
In the land that I love
Though I'm poor, I am free
When I go I shall fight
For this land I willl die
Let her sun never set on

Victoria, Victoria, Victoria

Canada to India
Australia to Cornwall
Singapore to Hong Kong
From the West to the East
From the rich to the poor
Victoria loved them all

Victoria, Victoria, Victoria
Il tuo voto:
And did those feet in ancient times,
Walk upon mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth on clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem
AIn the dark Satanic Mills?*

Jerusalem

It was the fault of the government
I was walking down the street
When I tripped up on a discarded banana skin
And on my way down I caught the side of my head
On a protruding brick chip
It was the government's fault
It was the fault of the government
I was very let down
From the budget I was expecting a one million quid handout
I was very disappointed
It was the government's fault
It was the fault of the government

I beecame semi-autistic type person
And I didn't have a pen
And I didn't heve a condom
It was the fault of the government
I think I'll emigrate to Sweden or Poland
And get looked after properly by government

Jerusalem

Bring Bow of burning gold:
Bring Arrows of desire:
Bring me Spear: O clouds unfold!

And though I rest from Mental Fight,
And though sword sleeps in hand
I will not rest til Jerusalem is built

In Englands green and pleasant Land
Il tuo voto:
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