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The Receptionist
03:41
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I try to work my arse off, but most of it’s still there, I do my best for everyone, but they don’t seem to care,
from 9 o’clock, I never stop, until it’s half past three, except for breaks and drinks and lunch but I need some time for me
but I, just get no support,
the others won’t do what they ought,
if I had man everything would be cool,
but I’ve only got a smelly dog and he treats me like a fool.
Oh I’m so miserable now, can’t get it right ‘cos I don’t know how,
but everything will feel alright if you bring me chips on a Saturday night.
I wanna be a victim, victim, victim, so it’s somebody else’s fault,
I wanna be a victim, and don’t forget the vinegar and salt
I know we’ve got a dress code but don’t see why I should care, people will be dazzled by my earrings and my hair,
to keep the punters happy, I go the extra mile, and if I really like them, I might even smile.
but I need a new friend,
though I know he’ll leave me in the end.
if I had man everything would be cool,
but I’ve only got a smelly dog and he treats me like a fool.
Oh I’m so miserable now, can’t get it right ‘cos I don’t know how,
but everything will feel alright if you bring me chips on a Saturday night.
I wanna be a victim, victim, victim, so it’s somebody else’s fault,
I wanna be a victim, and don’t forget the vinegar and salt
It’s strange how they criticise, when they can do no better, and some of them, they’re just so mean, they even write a letter,
I can’t be doing anything wrong, ‘cos I’ve always done it like this (a tempo)they just look for any excuse, so they can boo and hiss
and I just get no applause,
my life, it’s so much worse than yours,
if I had man everything would be cool,
but I’ve only got a smelly dog and he treats me like a fool.
Oh I’m so miserable now, can’t get it right ‘cos I don’t know how,
but everything will feel alright if you bring me chips on a Saturday night.
I wanna be a victim, victim, victim, so it’s somebody else’s fault,
I wanna be a victim, and don’t forget the vinegar and salt
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2. |
Broken
06:44
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There’s a time in your life, when you find that it’s right
To see where you are, and that time’s come for her.
As the dye runs through her hair, and it masks the streaks from the tears.
As mascara fall from her eyes, it’s so hard to keep up with the lies.
And she is broken now, the seeds are all sown now
What’s to live for now, her roads have been all run down
And she is broken now, the last few lights have gone out
how could this have come by, clipped wings no longer fly
When you gaze in the mirror too long, the pull of the abyss is too strong
the thousand stare, it’s like no-one’s there
She starts to gather her clothes, as if she has somewhere to go,
but her days have turned into years, she’s become everything that she fears
And she is broken now, the seeds are all sown now
What’s to live for now, her roads have been all run down
And she is broken now, the last few lights have gone out
how could this have come by, clipped wings no longer fly
And time has run out for her, and all have no place for her
The time has run out for her, what has the world left for her
And she is broken now, the seeds are all sown now
What’s to live for now, her roads have been all run down
And she is broken now, the last few lights have gone out
how could this have come by, clipped wings no longer fly
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3. |
Swimming in the Rain
07:50
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If your glass is always empty and the deadlines never met, you
can’t afford a raincoat and you don’t like getting wet, the
rain has started pouring and you can’t get in-side,
Life is out to get you and there’s nowhere left to hide,
You lost the bloody car keys, your targets were all missed, you
Can’t find the stuff on your shopping list,
Went to the station with-out your season ticket,
Went to buy a stamp, can’t bring yourself to lick it,
They’ve turned the heat up and it’s get-ting too warm, the
drizzle of your life is turning thunder- storm and
if it seems that hope is going down the drain
You can either give up or try swimming in the rain
Change your perspective, there’s never too much precipitation,
when it rains so hard the sea is foaming, enjoy swimming in the rain.
Change your perspective, there’s never too much precipitation,
when it rains so hard the sea is foaming, enjoy swimming in the rain.
It’s hard to see your problems when you can’t tell sea from sky, the
Clouds burst and the rain comes down to drown the seagull’s cry, the
Thunder rolls and the lightning strikes but water can feel no pain, when you
Can’t avoid the thunderstorm, enjoy swimming in the rain,
Change your perspective, there’s never too much precipitation,
when it rains so hard the sea is foaming, enjoy swimming in the rain.
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4. |
Ten Years
03:00
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Ten Years since the Bless, after 3 you were in your wedding dress
Danced the night away, it was our red letter day
First date it brought us here, then drink was spilt and it was very clear
that you were there to stay and life was underway
Three kids and nothing's changed, we knew then that all would stay the same
Meeting through a friend, decade's gone since then
In a flash of blinding light, and yet we knew that night
and by the next weekend we had both said "I'll marry them"
Unrecognisable, 4 stone and inside as well,
3 moves and now we are home, 2 lives together as one
So we return back to the start, to celebrate, and find that in our hearts
and come what may we'll ever be, locked together we've found the key
You are the love of my life, you chose to be my wife
We hit the heights back then and that will never end.
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Wobble & Wheeze England, UK
A potentially overweight Ironman competitor and an endlessly wheezing whooping cough victim - who share in common the fact that they are both always, unquestionably (and completely) correct in all their opinions and assertions. They have almost learnt the rules of chess and play and sing unstoppably in the early hours whilst their long-suffering wives and children sleep. ... more
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