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1. |
Purely platonic
03:44
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PURELY PLATONIC
Another Friday night
And Im loosing sight of the week
Setting my exposure
Getting coated so to speak
Mirror mirror mirror
On the cupboard door
Whats this spread
Between my face and the floor
Is it looking alright?
Bare in mind the bad light in here
It had better be
I’ve been here half the night
Standing here looking at myself
I cant help thinking of those girls
The way they sent me sharp to hell
When they said to me
Chorus
Hey hey hey Im purely platonic
Hey hey hey hey hey
Im purely platonic
Hey hey hey hey hey
Im purely platonic
Baby had a lover
But wouldn't ever tell me where
Folks swarming
Cars are storming from the lights
Take a left take a right
Must have something to do with evening
Raising delights
I’ll be your friend if you’ll be mine
Can I call you brother?
That’s a bad sign
I was too nice, all spliced
Over did the niceties
I did not see those masochistic tendencies
Live and learn
Lets adjourn from this retro-company
I should have been a bastard every once in a while
Hey what you think this is
All I want to do is kiss
As you looking at her chest she says to you
Chorus
…
Baby had a lover
Would never tell be where
Baby had a lover
at some unknown address
Baby had a lover 200 miles away…
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2. |
Loosing honey blues
04:21
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LOOSING HONEY BLUES
Honey
Why d’you wear so much perfume
Honey
Why d’you wear so much perfume
I can smell it in the kitchen
Friday morning
Through to Sunday afternoon
Well precious sweet child
Is that the dress you intend to wear
‘Scuse me for saying it
But I can see you heart beating under there
I can see your rose tattoo
Fact I can see it through your underwear
Oh Sugar, Sheet Pill
Why d’you shake your hips so hard
Just like when you first hooked me
Reeled me in and bashed my brains out on a rock
Well I wouldn’t mind so much
But you aiming ‘cross there somewhere in the dark
The Sunday papers tell me
You don't love me any more
They had sixteen pointed questions
I could only answer four
I can see now why you’re leaving
Come, let me help you through the door
My Daddy was a poet
He said son, if you’re ever faced with a choice
Choose the one
Where you can hear gratitude in her voice
The one time you don't hear it
Take a bus, train, car, or bike…
to the city of your choice.
Honey
Why d’you ware so much perfume
Honey
Why d’you ware so much perfume
I can smell it in the kitchen
Friday morning
Through to Sunday afternoon
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3. |
What you said to him
03:32
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WHAT YOU SAID TO HIM
I wont recognise your face by Saturday
And for the difference that makes
We might as well forget about the ballads and
Retire straight away
Though the story’s not the same
As ‘tween the Princess and the bull frog
(It might have been)
The main attraction
Being the disappearance
Of your friend’s car
Don’t say to me
What you said to him
Don’t put me as low
As I know you've been
At home, away, in passing or
In spite of it
What’s the difference these days
You get as drunk or down
As you can get
Without disgusting yourself
I know that you had no desire
To be insipid
Your line on life looked straight
But sadly turned out crooked
Don't say to me
What you said to him
Don't put me as low
As I know you've been
So…
I wont recognise your face by Saturday
And for the difference that makes
Throw hope and chance at circumstance
And scatter now
Before we mess with our brains
Though the story’s not the same
As ‘tween the Princess and the bull frog
(It might have been)
The main attraction
Being the disappearance Of your friend’s car
Don't say to me
What you said to him
Don't put me as low
As I know you've been
Don't put me as low
As I know you've been
Don't say to me
What you said to him
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4. |
Love is...
04:25
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LOVE IS...
Called up the Enquires
At my station in life
Said… I aint a begger
But I will ask real nice
How come I get to see
This bitter track twice?
Looks like this lightning
Again struck on this bummer
When the driver sees the thumber
He says walk you creep
And the thumber says
See you you bastard
When Im on… easy street
Chorus
Loneliness is just a state of mind
Success is something someone else decides
Humiliation’s only shattered pride
But love
Is intrinsically malignant… alright.
Young man puts the actress
Upon the living screen
Another night of sadness
They seem to come in weeks
Woman takes you by the heart
And shakes you up so wildly
Friends are only friends
On special nights… its so frightening
Just to be thinking ‘bout
The rest of your life
Chorus
Couldn’t stay like this
Forever so upset
Working through the day
And nigh time feeling like this
Could call on the occasionals
But their sympathy is useless
More indignation would just
Cover you with bruises
Its frightening to be thinking ‘bout
The rest of your life
Chorus
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5. |
Second class feelings
03:54
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SECOND CLASS FEELINGS
She was a good, clean, life-loving lass
She cried when she heard about myxomatosis
Displayed such a passion for being nice
You couldn't help but like her
Love she just snatched
She cared for the doggies that strayed
And the cats
She cared for the foxes
And lost habitats
She only ate fruit
And she thought even that
Was being just a little barbaric
Chorus
But I've seen her
Eating men for breakfast
Crushing their heart
Unmoved by (…and laugh at) their suffering
With meanest ways to reject their attention
Putting logical minds into Brownian motion
Cruel enough to send them silently screaming
Human beings
Second class feelings
Verse 2
I did try to meet you just like we planned
With a week in my pocket
Spoke in my hand
But the bloke at the door
Just wouldn't let me in
I explained my tuxedo was being dry cleaned
I begged and I pleaded
Appealed to his heart
He was too flaming big to do anything else
I though this leader of men
Might want you for himself
Well there she is Mr go get her
Chorus
Verse 3
She was a good clean life-loving lass
She was a good clean life-loving lass
She was a good clean life-loving lass
I did try to meet you just like we plane
A week in my pocket and spoke in my hand
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6. |
Navy blue
04:57
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NAVY BLUE
When the blues
Wipe their shoes
In your face
With the grace of a cancer
You let yourself
Deject yourself
Wait for time
To invent some excuses
This is a most unnecessary
And a heartless time of life
Why cant all the adversaries
Just leave you alone one night
So you knew this town
Was an open cast
Where the miners
Mine by night
Tearing at the open face
To find the fruits of their lives
But you never thought you’d
See yourself
Kicking the precious stone
To disturb the dirt
That lay beneath
And was generally
Easier to behold
Chorus
Find the source that can make you believe
All is nothing
And its all the same
And leaves standing here this way
Believing there’s nothing so black
As navy blue
Did you ever feel
Injected by
The sour cream of life
Degenerates
And disenchanting gits
On your stage
All part of your life
Musers, looses, teasers and users
How much can rub off onto me
Destitution and prostitutes
Experience you should never have to see
Chorus
GCM
Its not too much
To ask you to understand
I must be the softest touch
You ever had hold of by the hand
Chorus
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