Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

The sun is shining
We should be making hay
But we're dead from the waist down
Like in Californ-i-a

Victory is empty
There are lessons in defeat
But we're dead from the waist down
We are sleeping on our feet

We stole the songs from birds in trees
Bought us time on easy street
Now our paths they never meet

We chose to court and flatter greed
Ego disposability
I caught a glimpse and it's not me

Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Or else we're done for
When we're D from the W down

There's no contracts binding
No bad scene beyond repair
But when you're dead from the waist down
You're too far gone to even care

We stole the songs from birds in trees
Bought us time on easy street
Now our paths they never meet

We chose to court and flatter greed
Ego disposability
I caught a glimpse and it's not me

Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Or else we're done for
When we're D from the W down

Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Or else we're done for
When we're D from the W down

When we're D from the W down
When we're D from the W down

D from the W down
D from the W down

London never sleeps
It just sucks...
...the life out of me
And the money from my pocket

London always creeps
Showbiz hugs...
...the life out of me
Have some dignity, honey

Oh, Euston, Paddington
Train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly

My black cab rolls through
The neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly

London never sleeps
It just sucks...
...the life out of me
Show some dignity honey

Sushi bars, wet fish
It just sucks...
...the life out of me
And the money from my pocket

Oh, Euston, Paddington
Train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly

My black cab rolls through
The neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly

I come alive
Outside the M25
I won't drink the poison Thames
I'll chase the sun out west

Euston, Paddington
Train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly

My black cab rolls through
The neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly

I come alive
I come alive

Euston, Paddington
Train station please
Make the red lights turn green
Endlessly

My black cab rolls through
The neon disease
Endlessly, endlessly

He came on ecclesiastically
His sermon loud and bold
And I got hold of spiritual healing

His eloquence, magnificence
I didn't stand for long
And there I learnt how prayer can be misguiding

But I'm a good girl
Oh I'm a good girl
I'm a good girl

They recommended counselling
But I don't need to talk
I don't get off on communal changing

I'm better bred much better led
Leave my keys at home
But brace yourselves for industrial cleavage

Cause I'm a good girl
Oh I'm a good girl
I'm a good girl

Oh if you live a lie you'll die a liar
If you live a lie you'll die a liar

Pants on fire

And Joan of Arc come kiss my art
Leave a charcoal mark
There's so much more to solitary refinement

Cause I'm a good girl
Oh I'm a good girl
I'm a good girl

Oh if you live a lie you'll die a liar
If you live a lie you'll die a liar
If you live a lie you'll die a liar
If you live a lie you'll die a liar

Pants on fire

Her treasure chest was sunken
Equally cursed and blessed
In her Versace dress
Too eager to impress

A vision filled her soap sud hell
Twin tub on spin
Lets all her daydreams in
And hope she wants away from him

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

High street, pram, chariot scene from Ben Hur
Push chair rage
A customised roll bar cage
Will help baby come of age

So what's in the pram is it teen death?
Bazooka the check-out queue
There's no need to argue
About who was in front of who

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

The ad begs: "Buy bottled water"
But we know that it tastes of piss
Should be getting our tampons free
DIY gynaecology

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

She's on it, she got it
She's on it, she's on it
She's on it, she's on it
She's a millionaire

Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace

She goes:

Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace

Turn it into a bar, make 'em work at Spar

Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace

Turn it into flats, make 'em all ex-pats

Cause tourism is congestion
Tourism is congestion

Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace

Stick on an OBE, I'll turn your bad Feng Shui

Cause tourism is congestion
Tourism is congestion
Tourism is congestion
Tourism is congestion
Tourism is congestion

Storm the palace, storm the palace
Storm the palace, storm the palace

Ooh shalalalalalala
Ooh shalalalalalala

Tedium is overcome
From obscurity
Through melody
And when I'm blind
It helps me see through your key

No one can touch
No need to rush
Presented by
My alibi
And when I'm down
It brings me round so easy

At eight 'o clock I'll take my leave
And when I'm done and dusted tonight I'm gonna be

I'll be your karaoke queen
It's not me you see
I'm gonna take you down to a place I know you'd rather be

It's just a three-minute song
It doesn't last very long
But it'll take you to a place I know you'd rather be
And you can dance

Ooh shalalalalalala
Ooh shalalalalalala

Common sense has excuses
Recklessness its uses
But don't go fusing silence
With charisma

At nine 'o clock you can count on me
But when I'm up, I'm ready tonight I'm gonna be

I'll be your karaoke queen
It's not me you see
I'm gonna take you down to a place I know you'd rather be

It's just a three-minute song
It doesn't last very long
But it'll take you to a place I know you'd rather be
Where you can dance

Ooh shalalalalalala
Ooh shalalalalalala

Ooh shalalalalalala
Ooh shalalalalalala

I'm doomed to fail
The stage gives way
It's an apostrophe
To my legacy

But though I'm bruised I'll happily do it all again

At ten 'o clock don't wait up for me
Cause when I'm up, I'm ready tonight I'm gonna be

Matthew!

I'll be your karaoke queen
It's not me you see
I'm gonna take you down to a place I know you'd rather be

It's just a three-minute song
It doesn't last very long
But it'll take you to a place I know you'd rather be

And you can dance if you wanna show appreciation
But step up to the mike for the full sensation

And you can dance
And you can dance

And you can
Ooh lalala, ooh shalalalalalala

Yeah you can
Ooh lalala, ooh shalalalalalala

I thought we'd escape
I packed a fishing-line and counted on it
I thought we'd escape
I packed a fishing-line and counted on it

But dreaming is for moonrise
And moonlight ails these tired eyes

I treat him like a lady
I treat him as I would he unto me
Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money
With silicone and poetry
But it's the end of me

I thought it could change
I'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange
I couldn't get there
Behind his wall of Sunday papers
I thought it could change
I'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange

But dreaming is for moonrise
And moonlight ails these tired eyes

I treat him like a lady
I treat him as I would he unto me
Give Rose rose-seller a run for her money
With silicone and poetry
And it's the end of me

And here I am
Here I am
Here I stand
Here in my kitchen where I'm familiar with every brand

Here I am
A front line of labels where I witness custard's last stand

Here I am

Never meant you no harm,
Never meant you no harm
Yeah, yeah...

Never spun you no yarns,
Never spun you no yarn
Yeah, yeah...

And she'll go yeah
Where he goes yeah

We all go where nobody knows our name

If I step out of line,
I'll step out of line
Yeah, yeah

Over land over sea
One step two to Ynys free

And she'll go yeah
Where he goes yeah

We all go where nobody knows our name

And don't cry if crying means you're sorry
Whatever the case I always felt out of place
As a matter of fact, I always felt like that around you

I'm disinclined to toe the line
Under your thumb where I've become unwanted

So pick your way down to the sea
Pick your way to the sea
Yeah, yeah

It's not the tide you gotta watch it's me
Not the tide you've got it's me
Yeah, yeah

And she'll go yeah
Where he'll go yeah

We all go where nobody knows our name

And she'll go yeah
Where he'll go yeah

We all go where nobody knows our name

Where nobody knows our name
Where nobody knows our name

Where nobody knows our name
Where nobody knows our name

Somebody told me you'd found new bonhomie
Going places
You'd never go with me

I felt myself become a bitter old shrew
Oh I'd have bitten you in two
If you would let me

I look deadly as a nun
Martyrdom does not become me
I'll find love in vanity

Somebody told me you'd found places to go
And new people to know
And new ladies and so

I felt myself become a bitter old shrew
I'd have bitten her too
If you would let me

If I don't laugh what do I do?
If I don't laugh and see this through
I shouldn't even think of you

Allow me one extravagance
Before they come and ban me
And let me shoot the messenger

So help me God you talk so much
This knowledge ain't my business
But I hang on his every word

God speed his journey back to hell
I might retreat singing
But all I hear is you

Just give me one more shot of gin
I'll scream along to anything
Just let me shoot the messenger

So help me god you talk so much
This tart, this whore, my weakness
I'm gonna shoot the messenger

Oh let me shoot the messenger
I'm gonna shoot the messenger

Everything is beautiful
And nothing hurts
You at all
You at all

Everything is beautiful
And nothing hurts
In your world
In your world

Words plain with lullaby refrain
So sweet sleep
Enjoy the time you keep

All around is wonderful
And nothing harms
Me at all
Me at all

All around is wonderful
And nothing harms
In my world
In my world

Words plain
With lullaby refrain
So sweet sleep
Enjoy the time you keep

And if you come
I'll follow after all
So sweet calm
Will keep us safe from harm

Everything is beautiful
Everything is beautiful
And nothing hurts

I've got my work cut out with you
You tore bits out of me
Your carpet burns and bruises blue
Are there for all to see

But I can tell, you've been through hell
Finally you wear it well
It's an accessory

It's time to change your uniform
And hand it on to me
To me

And I dream one day I'll find
The one who lives inside my mind
And they'll feel the same way too
We've all been used

Dazed, beautiful and bruised
Dazed, beautiful and bruised

And blame is not a one way street
The widest avenue
But cause me grief, and my belief
Is harm will come to you

Between the lines I'll think you'll find
Lessons learned from value's eyes
Beauty can turn sour

So recognise through all the lies
The hero of the hour
The hour

And I dream one day I'll find
The one who lives inside my mind
They'll feel the same way too
We've all been used

Dazed, beautiful and bruised
Dazed, beautiful and bruised

When there's nothing, nothing left to lose

Dazed, beautiful and bruised
Dazed, beautiful and bruised
Dazed, beautiful and bruised

Oh dazed, dazed...