| In Full Regalia.
Take a Shine to Me
I've been hangin' around For a year at the lost and found Waiting for a chance to be seen Honey, take a shine to me
You've been singin' along For a while to the same ol' song Babe, you gotta change your reel Honey, take a shine to me
Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine, - Take a shine to me!
Gotta tell you something That's gonna put your mind all up side down Maybe that's just what you need? Honey, take a shine to me
And you've been doin' alright With way too little for way too long - Don't mind all the other geeks!
Honey, take a shine take a little shine right to me Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine, - Take a shine to me!
I've been hangin' around For a year at the lost and found Waiting for a chance to be seen Honey, take a shine (take a shine), take a shine Take a shine (take a shine), take a shine Come on!
Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine, - Take a shine to me!
Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine to me Come on! Take a shine, - Take a shine to me!
Superstar
It doesn't matter where you are If you are a superstar It doesn't matter who you are If you are a superstar
And when you take them on You're gonna take 'em all too far It doesn't matter who you are If you are a superstar
It doesn't matter where you've been If you travel in a fast machine It doesn't matter where you've been If you travel in a fast machine
And when you take them on You're gonna take 'em all too far It doesn't matter where you are If you are a superstar
It doesn't matter where you are If you only know two chords on your guitar You gotta go for what you can do And you will do alright
It doesn't matter where you are If you only got two songs on your repertoire You gotta go for what you can do And you will do alright
It doesn't matter who they see If you are the queen bee It doesn't matter who they see If you are the queen bee
And when you take them on You're gonna take 'em all too far It doesn't matter where you are If you are a superstar
It doesn't matter who you are If you only know two chords on your guitar You gotta go for what you can do And you will do alright
It doesn't matter who you are If you only got two songs on your repertoire You gotta go for what you can do And you will do alright
It doesn't matter who you are If you only know two chords on your guitar You gotta go for what you can do And you will do alright
That's what you are A superstar...
You've got the power You're gonna make it alright
Ooooh
You've got the power You're gonna make it alright
Stay with Me
I didn't mean to cause you pain I didn't mean to cause you trouble I never meant in any way To be a weight on your mind
And all this time I've been so goddamn stubborn All this time So selfish and unkind
Stay with me, stay with me Stay with me, stay with me What in the world could make me feel so real? Only you can make my life worth living
All this time I've been afraid That you would see through me That beneath the tricks and traits There would be nothing to love
And no one has ever Reached so deep into me No one has taken me So high above
Stay with me, stay with me Stay with me, stay with me What in the world could make me feel so real? Only you can make my life worth living
And it's cold outside And I'm on the streets tonight If this pain is just an illusion Will you show me what's real tonight?
Oohh Stay with me, stay with me Stay with me, stay with me What in the world could make me feel so real? Only you can make my life worth living Oh, stay with me
Singing 'bout The City
I was born and raised with the cross in my face And a mind that was set for pity Not fully grown I was left all alone That's the time I set my eyes on the city
Where no cold wind sweep and no willow's weep And no singing in the treetops puts a child to sleep Where the ghosts and creeps Sad-eyed roam the streets And the best minds turning tricks For that sad and angry fix
But now I'm through, I'm through, I'm through I'm through, I'm through singing 'bout the city (Singing 'bout the city, singing 'bout the city)
I was all knocked down as I came to town I was smug as a bug and pretty I was led to believe that a little less self-esteem Was required to survive in the city In the high-end streets where the faces meet Who are daring for a sharing on the toilet seats But I've had my fill of cheap boudoir thrills Hallelujah, - I am coming Bring the fattened calf and sing
Now I'm through, I'm through, I'm through I'm through, I'm through singing 'bout the city (Singing 'bout the city, singing 'bout the city)
In the summertime in the dry hot town Sun is high and ambition is low When the sewers seethe there's no air to breathe And when no place feels like home
In the summertime in the countryside Where the birches and long grass grow And the small birds sing and the church-bell ring And the gentle warm winds blow
I guess I really should have known There's only one place left to go This time I'm really coming home
I'm gonna spread my wings Gonna leave everything Far behind that's unsound and shitty I'm free at last, it's all in the past Fooling round like a clown in the city Where no pine and spruce lend a home to the moose And no brown bears sleep and no rabbits snooze In the open wild you get warm and mild Turning playboys to the ploughboys That they are inside Where the green crops grow and the rivers flow Where lakes glitter, small birds twitter Oh, I sure could think of worse! It's the Springsteen curse but this time it's in reverse Life's a pity in the city Hell, what does Bruce know about spruce?
Oh, I'm through, I'm through, I'm through I'm through, I'm through, I'm through, I'm through I'm through... Singing 'bout the city, yeaheah
Have You Ever Heard a Song
Have you ever heard a song that you wish would never end? Did you ever have a conversation with a real good friend That you wish would just go on and on and on forever more? Then you know what I'm looking for Then you know what I'm looking for
Did you ever have a taste in your mouth of something new? In the beginning it was strange, until suddenly it grew Into something that you knew you didn't want to live without Then you know what I'm talking about Then you know what I'm talking about
Did you ever have a dream, where you actually could fly? And by some odd lovely reason, didn't ask for reasons why And you'd wake up feeling strong and glad to meet a brand new day Then you know what I'm trying to say Then you know what I'm trying to say
La la la laaa, la la laaaa La la laaaa, la la laaa, la la Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ah
Well I don't believe in class, and I don't believe in taste I believe in simple happiness, and I believe in avoiding waste I believe in endless winter nights with good friends and good wine I believe in endless summer nights, good friends and feeling fine
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Oooh ooh aah
Pubblicity Seeking Rockers
Publicity seeking rockers What are they up to today? Publicity seeking rockers Will they claim that they are gay? Some works had true potential - They could pin us to the floor! But all that rabble-rousing razzmatazz... We've seen it all before!
I've been stunned, I've been shunned And I haven't seen the sun for a long, long time -When will I see it again?
I've been lost, I've been tossed I've been paying a quite considerable cost for my brief moment of fame
But now I'm up and ready again Another fifteen minutes of shame To be used and produced
Publicity seeking rockers They used to be regular blokes... Publicity seeking rockers Now they say they're hooked on coke Some shows were worth attending They could kill us with a song! But all that rabble-rousing razzmatazz... Oh, send them back to where they belong!
I've been in, I've been out I've been 'round and about I've been a teenage shout until it got outta hand
I've been slabbed, I've been stabbed I've been recently half-heartedly rehabed It's time to start up the band!
And I will look a new kind of man With a leather-clad bullshitter band To abuse, and confuse... Publicity seeking rockers Publicity seeking rockers Say have they lost all their nerve? Publicity seeking rockers Will they get what they deserve? Some words had truthful vengeance Then the ceiling flew away But all that rabble-rousing razzmatazz... Can't someone make them go away?
I'll Have My Way With You Frankie
Frankie was a doughboy, playing tambourine Looked like he'd been doin' time Always very cheerful, a dimple in his chin A trademark crocodile smile All of a sudden he was everybody's friend Among those with money to spend
And he'd come to me being all sugar in my face Sugar in my face and la-[ha-ha]-ugh Come to me being all sugar in my face Sugar in my face and la-[ha-ha]-ugh I'll have my way with you, Frankie I'll have my way with you, Frankie I'll have my way with you, »Frankie boy«
Frankie was a crooner, a karaoke king »My way« was his pièce de résistence Working his magic, doing his thing When he saw my sister dance All of a sudden they were both out of sight 'Til my sister came a-running with tears in her eyes
And then he comes to me being all sugar in my face Sugar in my face and la-[ha-ha]-ugh Comes to me being all sugar in my face Sugar in my face and la-[ha-ha]-ugh I'll have my way with you, Frankie I'll have my way with you, Frankie I'll have my way with you, »Frankie boy«
And now Your end is nigh Your time to cry Your final curtain
Tonight I'll make it clear I'll put an end To all your hurting I'll have my way with you, Frankie I'll have my way with you, Frankie I'll have my way with you, »Frankie boy« Oh, »Frankie boy«
All Those Days
All those days That I stole from you Some day I'll give them right back to you
All those days That I stole from you Some day I'll give them right back to you
'Cause you didn't want me that way And I wouldn't walk away But all those days That I stole from you Some day I'll give them right back to you
All those days That I stole from you Some day I'll give them right back to you
'Cause you didn't want me to walk away And I wouldn't anyway But all those days That I stole from you Some day I'll give them right back to you Some day I'll give them right back to you Some day I'll give them right back to you Some day I'll give them right back to you
Hygiene Squad
My momma made me join the hygiene squad The money's bad and the hours are odd They make me work double And they make me work hard - That's how they're doin' business at the hygiene squad
My momma made me join the hygiene squad I'm doing my shift with a guy named Claude We're staking out a baker we suspect is a fraud - That's how we spend our pastime at the hygiene squad
And in the summertime when the weather is damp My momma sent me off to the hygiene camp »We're fifty ganster boys living in a row of tents I've used up all the kleenex And the money that you sent
- Take me back momma, I won't fuss and fight! Please don't make me stay 'til friday's talent night Last week some german showed us how to sterilize cod - That's how we let our hair down at the hygiene squad«
My momma made me join the hygiene squad On the nightshift you mustn't lower your guard The things you see makes you want to shout » - Oh, god! Why did momma make me join the hygiene squad?«
And in the summertime when the weather is damp My daddy sent me off to the hygiene camp »We're fifty ganster boys living in a row of tents I've used up all the kleenex And the money that you sent
- Take me back momma, I won't fuss and fight! Please don't make me stay 'til friday's talent night Last week some sucker showed us how to sterilize cod - That's how we let our hair down at the hygiene squad«
Mymymymymymy momma made me join the hygiene squad The money's bad and the hours are odd They make me work double And they make me work hard - That's how they're doin' business at the hygiene squad [They make me work double And they make me work hard] That's how we let our hair down at the hygiene squad [They make me work double And they make me work hard] You see, my momma made me join the hygiene squad
The Red Cap
I see you're not wearing your red cap anymore Well I heard someone say you thought it was getting too small
Well, I wish I knew how to alter it But I don't know how to sew So if you'd like to wear it Then I guess it's all up to you
Standing with your red cap on the barricades I didn't like you all that much before But now since you've stopped wearing it I dislike you even more
I've heard you've not played the guitar for fifteen years, soon Well it's hard, hard to play the guitar When it's way outta tune
Well, I wish I knew how to tune it But I haven't got the ear So if someone's going to do it Then it's you again, I fear
Standing playing guitar on the barricades I didn't like you all that much before But now since you've stopped playing it I dislike you even more
I've heard that you're not singing songs anymore But actually I don't believe you when you say It's 'cause your throat is sore
You better open up your ear 'Cause there's a new song coming in And if you pick, pick up the tune Maybe even I will join in
Standing singing songs upon the barricades I didn't like you all that much before But now since you've let your dear songs die out I dislike you even more
Standing with your red cap on the barricades I didn't like you all that much before But now since you've stopped wearing it I dislike you even more...
I see you're not wearing your red cap anymore...
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