Parklife

All these dirty words
Jusqu'

Jubilee slouches in the settee
He losing all will to move
He gone divy too much telly
He watching 24 hours of rubbish
He got butane he got plastic bags
His eyes are going square oh yeah
He no raver just anti social
He no going to cut his hair

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN, HE NOT MEAN
ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN, NOT KEEN ON
BEING LIKE ANYONE ELSE

Jubilee's dad Billy Banker
He thinks his son is a slob
He should get out more stop scabbing
He really should go and get a job

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT MEAN ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM WHERE TO GO
BUT HE JUST DON'T GET OUT ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM TALK TO GIRLS
BUT HE'S JUST TOO SPOTTY
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT KEEN ON BEING LIKED BY ANYONE ELSE
SO HE JUST PLAYS ON HIS COMPUTER GAME

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT MEAN ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM WHERE TO GO
BUT HE JUST DON'T GET OUT ENOUGH

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM TALK TO GIRLS
BUT HE'S JUST TOO SPOTTY
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT KEEN ON BEING LIKED
ANYONE HE'S NOT BEING LIKE
ANYONE JUBILEE'S NOT LIKE
ANYONE ELSE

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A malady has taken him over
Coughing tar in his japanese motor
The lights are magic
And he feels lucky
And he's got money
Shoots like an arrow - oh

LONDON LOVES
THE MYSTERY OF A SPEEDING CAR
LONDON LOVES
THE MISERY OF A SPEEDING HEART

Its love u like, and everyone's at it
And words are cheap when the mind is elastic
He loves the violence
Keeps ticking over
So sleep together
Before today is sold forever

LONDON LOVES
THE WAY PEOPLE JUST FALL APART
LONDON LOVES
THE WAY YOU JUST DON'T STAND A CHANCE
LONDON LOVES
THE MYSTERY OF A SPEEDING CAR

O-OH O-OH O-OH O-OH

LONDON LOVES
THE MYSTERY OF A SPEEDING CAR
LONDON LOVES
THE MISERY OF A SPEEDING HEART
LONDON LOVES
THE MYSTERY

LONDON LOVES
THE WAY PEOPLE JUST FALL APART
LONDON LOVES
THE WAY WE JUST DON'T STAND A CHANCE
LONDON LOVES
A SPEEDING HEART

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ill barratt has a simple dream
he calls it his plan B
bulidings in the sky and the air is sugar-free
and everyones very friendly

plan B arrived on a holiday
he took a cab to the shopping malls
bought and ate until he could do neither anymore
then found love on channel 44

laaa, la la la laaaaaa
he wants to go to magic america
laaa, la la la laaaaaa
he'd like to live in magic america
with all those magic people

bill barratt sent his postcards home
to everyone he'd ever know
59 cents gets you a good square meal
from the people who care how you feel

laaa, la la la laaaaaa
he wants to go to magic america
laaa, la la la laaaaaa
he'd like to live in magic america
with all the magic people
with all the magic people

laaa, la la la laaaaaa
he wants to go to magic america
laaa, la la la laaaaaa
he'd like to live in magic america
laaa, la la la laaaaaa
so nice to be in magic america
laaa, la la la laaaaaa
he'd like to live in magic america
with all the magic people
with all the magic people
with all the magic people
with all the magic people
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Street is like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece, on holiday
Love in the nineties
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances, looking for

Girls, who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do
Boys like they're girls, who do girls, like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love
Girls, who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do
Boys like they're girls, who do girls, like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love

Avoiding all work
'Cause there's none available
Like battery thinkers
Count their thoughts on one, two, three, four, five fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
You get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr schoen
but we haven't been introduced

Girls, who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do
Boys like they're girls, who do girls, like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love
Girls, who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do
Boys like they're girls, who do girls, like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love
oh,oh,oh,oh,oh...etc

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confidence isa preference for the habitual voyeur for what is known as
(parklife)
and morning soupcan be avoided if you take a root straight through what is known as
(parlife)john's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they love a bit of it
(parklife)
who's that gut lord marchin
you should cut down on your parklife mate
get some exercise
all the people
so many people
they all go hand in hand
hand in hand through their parklife
know what i mean
i get upwhen i want except on wednesdays
when i get rudely awaken by the dustmen
(parklife)
i put on my trousers on, have a cup of tea
and then think about leaving the house
(parklife)
i feed the pigeons
i sometimes feed th sparrows too
it gives me a sense of enormous well being
(parklife)
and then i'm happy for the rest of the day
safe in the knowledge there will always
be a bit of my heart devoted to it
parklife (parklife)
parklife(parklife)
its got nothing to do with the
vorsprung durch technique you know
and its not about you joggers
who go round and round and round.

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I am the message centre
Local and direct
Room to room an operator
No calls today, dear,
They'll just have to wait, dear,
I call and I collect
So just strike him softly
Away from the body

You're made up too shiny today
There's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble
So much trouble

I am a manager
And I am in control
As the local delegator
No calls today, dear
They'll just have to wait, dear
I offer no guarantee at all
So don't take it lightly,
You passed your sell-by date

You're made up too shiny today
It's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble

A new typeface, a new day
It's so much trouble
You can't remember ten minutes ago
It's so much trouble
Too much trouble

La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la

You passed your sell-by date
You're made up too shiny today
It's so much trouble
Thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble
A new typeface, a new day
It's so much trouble
You can't remember ten minutes ago
It's so much trouble
It's too much trouble
La la la la la
La la la la
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And into the sea goes pretty England and me
Around the Bay of Biscay and back for tea
Hit traffic on the dogger bank
Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide and go asleep
And the radio says

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THIS IS A LOW
BUT IT WON'T HURT YOU
WHEN YOU ARE ALONE IT WILL BE THERE WITH YOU
FINDING WAYS TO STAY SOLO

On the Tyne forth and Cramity
There's a low in the high forties
And Saturday's locked away on the pier
Not fast enough dear
On the Malin head, Blackpool looks blue and red
And the Queen, she's gone round the bend
Jumped off Land's End
And the radio says

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