Take me out tonight Where there's music and there's people And they're young and alive Driving in your car I never never want to go home Because I haven
Good times for a change See, the luck I've had Can make a good man turn bad So please, please, please Let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want this
If you're wondering why All the love that you long for eludes you And people are rude and cruel to you I'll tell you why I'll tell you why I'll tell
Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I?m tired and I I want to go to bed Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep And then leave me alone Don?t try to wake me
I would rather not go back to the old house I would rather not go back to the old house There's too many bad memories Too many memories there, there,
I left the North I traveled South I found a tiny house And I can't help the way that I feel Oh yes, you can kick me And you can punch me And you can
Panic on the streets of London Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself could life ever be sane again? The Leeds side-streets that you slip
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Golden lights displaying your name Golden lights it's a terrible shame But oh my darling WHY DID YOU CHANGE ? Boy in a million, idol, a big star
A sad fact widely known The most impassionate song To a lonely soul Is so easily outgrown But don't forget the songs That made you smile And the songs
Learn to love me assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow and always My only weakness is a list of crime My only weakness is well, never mind, never mind
Hand in glove The sun shines out of our behinds No, it's not like any other love This one is different because it's us Hand in glove We can go wherever
Is it wrong to want to live on your own? No, it's not wrong but I must know How can someone so young Sing words so sad? Sheila take a, Sheila take a
A dreaded sunny day So I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side A dreaded sunny day So I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats
Shyness is nice and shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life you'd like to Shyness is nice and shyness can stop you From doing all the things
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking When I said I'd like to Smash every tooth in your head Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking When I said by rights
Young bones groan and the rocks below say "Throw your skinny body down, son" But I'm going to meet the one I love So please don't stand in my way Because
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 And still they don't believe
