He makes an inner arm block then kicks from behindThe lights, they go off but he can fight blindCause he got the touch and he will live longHe comes from Hong Kong where justice is done Chinese bombs, millions jumpChairman’s junk, USAWon’t somebody, won’t somebodySink the place Got a call to go to Soho, the […]
Tag Archives: Lyrics by Blur
Mr. Robinsons' Quango
Mr. robinson and his quangoDirty dealer, expensive carRuns the buses and the evening starHe got a hairpiece and he got herpesHis private life is very discreetA nicer man you’re never going to meetA self professed saviour of the dim right wingHe’s got respiratory problems and a masons ring Mr. robinson and his quangoDrinks with the […]
I'm Just A Killer For Your Love
I heard a man who had no lungsHe took me in and made me lunchTold me how I’d lost a friendHe smiled at me, that was the endAnd I said:I’m just a killer for your loveI’m just a killer for your loveI’m just a killer for your loveI’m just a killer for your love Cut […]
Miss America
MISS AMERICA SITS IN THE SHOWERSHE’S PLUCKING HOURS FROM THE SKYPICKS UP THE TELPHONE INTO ANOTHER HOMEDON’T ASK ME WHY I DON’T MIND, I DON’T MIND AT ALLI LOVE ONLY YOU SHE’S A WELL WISHER AND SHE WISHES YOU WELLWISH AWAY, WISH AWAYSHE’S NO JELLYBEAN, SHE’S A JEMIMA HO HOWISH AWAY. WISH AWAY I DON’T […]
Swamp Song
Gimme good timesGimme soul lifeGive me feverI’m a believerGive me a signGimme space brainGimme music, gimme loveI’ve never seen love Gimme good timesLet me jump highGimme easy breathingGive me everything, everything, everything Gimme good timesOh, gimme soul lifeGive me feverI’m a believerGive me a signGimme space brainDon’t leave me everWe’ll live foreverYes we willI know […]
Coffee & TV
Do you feel like a chain-storePractically floredOne of many zerosKicked around boredYour ears are full, but you’re emptyHolding out your heartTo people who never reallyCare how you are So give me coffee and TVPeacefullyI’ve seen so much, I’m going blindAnd I’m brain-dead virtuallySociability, is hard enough for meTake me away from this big bad worldAnd […]
Essex Dogs
I remember thinking murder in the carWatching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawnsI remember the graffitiWhen are your children coming in with spray cans of paintI remember the sunsets and the plains of cementAnd the way the night just seemed to turn the colour of orangeade In this town, cellular phones are hot with […]
Movin' On
At the music heist, I met the gourmet manWith aluminum lungs sucks out all he canHe sees the whole world go flip, in a stunt bug styleCos he’s a parasite with a cellulite pileWell he can smile cause this is the musicMovin’ on, we’re movin’ onHey, this is the musicMovin’ on, we’re movin’ on Sticky […]