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The Bom Bom Song
04:32
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The Bom Bom Song
The tooth fairy is taking her time
The countdown to my birthday seems an endless one
Christmas eve lasts for ever and a day
Waiting, waiting, watching, hoping,
Waiting, waiting, praying
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock tock
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock tock
Waiting for the tooth fairy
Waiting for the tooth fairy
The sun shines so long in the cloudless sky
The four o'clock bell is eons away
When will I be tall
How long til I grow up
When will these shoes fit
When will the fairy show up
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock tock
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock tock
The spring, the summer, the autumn, the winter
Time has sped by, the garden has withered
I'm running, I'm running out of time
The clocks must be wrong
I'm not finished, not done
The time I have wasted, it mocks me, it galls me
Words I've not read berate me, apall me
Days I've mispent thinking not doing
The piano unplayed, the hours of dozing
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock tock
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock tock
Wish I was still waiting
Wish I was still waiting
Waiting for the tooth fairy
Waiting for the tooth fairy
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Clouds Shaped Like Spaceships
Don't want the leaves to abandon the trees
Or see the shore swallowed by seas
Don't want the earth to start to fry
Or know another species is bound to die
If I ruled the world, there'd be no war
If I ruled the world, no one would tell lies
If I ruled the world, we'd stop fucking things up
But I can't and I won't and we're doomed
And where's God?
Don't want nature to turn angry
And put us in our place
Don't want melting ice-caps
Or tons tons tons of toxic waste
Don't want a hose-pipe ban to devestate my garden
I'm hoping a green man will come and offer us his pardon
If aliens ruled the world
They wouldn't stand a chance
if aliens ruled the world
We'd blow them to smithereens
If aliens ruled the world
They might do a better job
But they can't and they won't and we're doomed
And there's no God
We could look up above for a sign
But clouds shaped like spaceships
Dissolve, dissolve, dissolve in the sky
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Last Name
03:07
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4. |
Mosquito
04:13
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Mosquito
I see you walking towards me, I see you wince
I've been dreading this moment for weeks
We can't escape, we've locked eyes.
We'll have to talk to each other for a while.
I give my side, seeking peace
But you're dismissive of my grief
I'm in your past, no second chance
No fond farewell, no backward glance
I'd nothing left to give to you
Find postures new
You've left me drained
No pain, no gain
You had the best of me for five long years
I watched you turn into a goddess
Your muscle tone is second to none
But your heart has failed to transform
Your yoga mat has seem some sweat
Your ligaments have been stretched
Your backbends are sheer poetry
But your compassion has taken a back-seat
I've nothing left to give to you
Find postures new
You've left me drained
No pain, no gain
My teaching's failed - you can do the splits
But you're still a bit of a bitch
Your back-bends are sheer poetry
But where's your humanity
I've nothing left to say to you
Find postures new
I'll take the blame
No pain, no gain
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5. |
Plaything
03:44
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Plaything
Come inside my little plaything
Here's the unmade bed
Do you like the pretty pictures?
Want a peek inside my head?
If I Could take your hand I'd lead you
Where you won't want to go
If you were really here I'd trap you
And padlock the door
Here's my flesh and my bones
Here's my life unfurled
Come inside my little plaything
Don't hide behind the page
I'm done with the air brush
I'll lie about my age
Bumping up, bumping up the air-plays
We'll be friends for life
Turn me up, turn me up and play me
When you log on each night
Here's the mess I call my head
You can tear it to shreds
Come inside little plaything
I don't care who you are
If i could take your hand I'd lead you
Where you don't want to go
If you were really here I'd trap you
And padlock the door
You press play and make my day
You're the great unknown
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6. |
Waiting For My Man
03:25
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Waiting For My Man
Not my cup of tea
Other things to do
Not really my scene
Can't commit to you
Doesn't feel right
Can't spare the time
Not my kind of thing
Not really my style
Good luck with everything
But I'm afraid it's a no
Don't want to waste your time
It's best if I don't show
Don't think I'm surprised
Don't think I'm in shock
I hardly feel a thing
When my dreams go up in smoke
I'm waiting for my man
The right man to come along
Waiting for my band
To be complete, to be one
I'm waiting for my man
The right man to come along
Waiting for my band
To be complete, to be one
I've been hanging round for years
Checking out everyone
But my plans come to nothing
And it seems I'm on my own
I don't belong ...
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7. |
Please
04:00
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Please
Please don't make me move
I want to stay right here
No more birthday cakes
My only wish is to remain
Don't want to have my youth stored
In plastic bags and dusty drawers
Don't want to see my party dresses
Disintegrating like old ladies
Spare me the bedbath
Don't move me to a bungaloid
Spare me the stairlift
I'd rather fall into a void
When will my body
Fall into disrepair
How long til it's daunting
To mount a fight of stairs
Don't give up your seat for me
Don't lend me a hand
Don't let the neighbours do my shopping
Just put my head into a plastic bag
Give me back my golden hair
I want my baby skin
Give me back the time we spent
No goodbyes, no regrets
I really can't deal with this
I really can't deal with this
I really can't deal with this
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8. |
Hey You
04:46
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Hey You
Hey you are you looking at me
Hey you are you looking at me
Are you looking at me do you know where I've been
Do you know what I'm doing and who I'm doing it with
Let's not pretend
Let's not pretend
This isn't war
I might be defriended
Still this thing hasn't ended
I'm still wanting more
Hey you are you looking at me
Hey you are you looking at me
Are you looking at me do you feel my eyes
Burning through the screen into your being
I can't remove every trace of you
In this cyber age
When my screen's displaying
What your friends are saying
About your fun and games
Hey you are you looking at me
Hey you are you looking at me
Are you looking at me do you feel my skin
Touching the keypad, sifting through your trash bin
I don't want to know
Still my eyes are drawn
To your profile page
I don't want to spy
Still I can't survive
Without your mood updates
Forgive
Forget
Move on
Move on
Re-live
Regret
Log on
Log on
Hey you are you looking at me
Hey you are you googling me
Do you feel the pain seeping through myspace
Do you see the grief on my facebook home page
I can tweet and twitter
Til I'm sick and bitter
As long as I feel your eyes
On my cyber life
On your screen to spy
Feel free to poke and pry
Hey you are you looking at me ...
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9. |
Happy People
03:47
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Happy People
Show me how to smile
Flash those sparkling eyes
Let me feel your rosy cheeks
I must imitate the wise
Bring on the happy people
Show me the happy people
Find me the happy people
I need the happy people
Teach me how you see
The good in everything
Show me some happiness
Take me to your joyful space
Bring on the happy people
Show me the happy people
Find me the happy people
I need the happy people
If I'm consumed with sadness
If misery abounds
I'll blame those around me
If grief oozes from my bones
Don't walk my way unless your smiling
Don't want to see a moody face
Don't touch 'less your light is shining
Don't come around and spread your tears
Make way for the happy people
Find me the happy people
Where are the happy people
I need the happy people
To save my soul
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Das Fluff London, UK
The heady combination of Das Fluff’s trademark electronics, heavy guitars and blade-like verse arouses a sense of unease in the belly while activating the adrenaline rush of dance or flight. Allowing the ominous depths of her psyche to become flesh, Das Fluff is the feral spawn of frontwoman Dawn Lintern, the band’s prolific writer and arranger. ... more
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