Sunday, March 26, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Halloween Blues

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THE FRATELLIS Halloween Blues Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well I'm gonna make you love me
I'm gonna make you wish that you'd never been born
Now you wish you'd never met me
I can be the joker that you couldn't shake off
And I'm gonna make you need me
I'm gonna be the drink that you couldn't put down
I swear it won't be easy
'Cause when you got the Halloween blues, there's never a let down

Well I'm gonna make some money
I'm gonna buy you everything you ever did want
And it's bound to ruin ya, honey
But you shouldn't steal what you never could hoard
And I'm gonna be the fastest
I'm gonna be so quick that you're never quite sure
If you're tough enough to last this
'Cause when you got the Halloween blues, there's a guaranteed cure

Let 'em all, let 'em all, let 'em all, let 'em all
Let 'em all shiver and let them all shake
Get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em
Get them hysterical, keep them awake

Well I'm gonna be imperious
I'm gonna be the next Harry Belafonte
You might as well be serious
If you've got the answers, you might as well say
There'll be no one who can thrill me
There's not a soul alive's got a half of my brains
But they'll try their best to kill me
'Cause when you got the Halloween blues, it's best to complain

Let 'em all, let 'em all, let 'em all, let 'em all
Let 'em all shiver and let them all shake
Get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em
Get them hysterical, keep them awake

Let 'em all, let 'em all, let 'em all, let 'em all
Let them all shiver and let them all shake
Get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em all,
Get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em all, got 'em all

Let 'em all shiver and them all shake
Get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em all, get 'em
Get them hysterical, keep them awake


Saturday, March 25, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Ella's In The Band

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THE FRATELLIS Ella's In The Band Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

My baby's in the kitchen on a big red trombone
I'm in the bedroom on the cursed phone.
Everybody laughs when the band goes too slow,
Meeting every Tuesday in a club in Soho.
I'm just dreaming of Rockafeller Plaza.

Paul's in the hall with the bedroom plaything,
Wishing he could give her a damn good thrashing.
Everybody cries Well, good for you Paul .
We never liked her very much at all
I'm just dreaming of Rockafeller Plaza.

I'm just swinging on magic shoes
Got three wee chords, and I just can?t lose.
I'm just finding my own way there
So I lost my voice and I grew my hair

Brother John's long gone,
Keeps his nose clean
He's sucking on a black and white TV screen.
Says he got a girl and a paper (paid for?) memory,
Pictures on the wall and a dog named Henry
I'm just dreaming of Rockafeller Plaza.

Ella?s in the band but she?s always solo,
Dressed in rags and covered in dayglo,
Banging on the drums like a big white throwback,
Screaming all the while at her husband poor Jack.
I'm just dreaming of Rockafeller Plaza.
I?m just waiting for pigs to fly.
Got coke yeah, brains and no reason why.
Might just split and go half as slow.
And me, your dog and your one man show.

[GUITAR SOLO]

I'm just swinging on magic shoes
Got three wee chords, and I just can?t lose.
I'm just finding my own way there
So I lost my voice and I grew my hair
I?m just waiting for pigs to fly.
Got coke yeah, brains and no reason why.
Might just split and go half as slow.
And me, your dog and your one man show.


Friday, March 24, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Nobody's Favourite Actor

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THE FRATELLIS Nobody's Favourite Actor Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

This place was once a home,
But now you're gone.
Gone like the sun,
You took away,
It was coming so they say.

This boy and his heavy heart,
Were feeling small.
Kicking around the leaves,
It seems,
We're so vacant after all.

There's nothing more to say,
Let me sleep these dreams away,

We'll check out soon.
Me and the Belle,
She knows me so well,
She don't want my soul,
She's not in control.
Oh, find me place,
A discounted space,
A hole in the ground,
Nobody's favourite now.

This night,
This pretty light,
With my best friends.
Keeping the hounding dogs away,
From my window night and day.

This place was once a home
But now it's still
All of the stars are sleeping low
On my broken windowsill

Won't you let me be
Just the old has-beens and me

I'll check out soon
Rolling in style
Be gone for a while
A million and one
Has-beens in the sun
Pretending to care
Going nowhere
Floating around
Nobody's favourite now

Well there's nothing more to say
Let me sleep these dreams away

And won't you let me be
Just the old has-beens and me

We'll check out soon
Rolling in style
Be gone for a while
A million and one
Has-beens in the sun
Pretending to care
Oh going nowhere
Just floating around
Nobody's favourite... now


Thursday, March 23, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Moriarty's Last Stand

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THE FRATELLIS Moriarty's Last Stand Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well you know what I mean
But you just don't know that you know and it's starting to kill you
Well there's a thousand heartbreaks dead at your door
And they wouldn't take money to be you
Lazy old girl caught in the swirl of lasts nights? invitation
You make me want to gnaw on a bone
And my jaw is in very much need of attention

I'm sorry my dear but your future's unclear
And I don't have time to love you
There's a dirty old ghost making the most
Dying on the floor above you
I speculate on why you look great
I never was good with words
But you spent half the time looking behind
And I spent it looking forwards
La la...

Well the stars were pink and the knickers were few
And the whole place smelled of boredom
And you would've gone home with the prettiest boy
Well you would've but you couldn't afford him
In sixteen months you've only smiled once
And you didn't need an invitation
You fell up the stairs the wrong way round
But I didn't have the heart to mention

I'm sorry my dear but your future's unclear
And I don't have time to love you
There's a dirty old ghost making the most
Dying on the floor above you
I speculate on why you look great
I never was good with words
But you spent half the time looking behind
And I spent it looking forwards
La la...


Wednesday, March 22, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Milk And Money

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THE FRATELLIS Milk And Money Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Tell me where you've been to point me to the door
I've seen you around but I really can't be sure
And all the hatchet men are busy climbing up the wall
Banging on the window tearing down the hall

And the last chance girl in a first dance swirl
Leans her head down on the wooden floor
Won't be dancing anymore

And where do they go when the thrills have gone?
And the last song plays down at babylon
Five hundred kids shout what's the deal?
It's a very confusing way to feel

The radion is silent except for wicked bands
Sounding like the last one always in demand
And now the city is off limits to everyone in blue
Nothings getting in there no one's getting through

And it's no surprise when the last light dies
And the girl upon the wooden floor
Won't be dancing anymore

And where do they go when the thrills have gone?
And the last song plays down at babylon
Five hundred kids shout what's the deal?
It's a very confusing way to feel


Tuesday, March 21, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Lupe Brown

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THE FRATELLIS Lupe Brown Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
Don't go down throw your arms around
Every little psycho that you happen to see
Well you meant everything to them
But you meant nothing to me

Well you're girlfriend made me itch
And though I'll keep you in mind I would be happy to switch
I don't know where you got that voice
I would sell you to London if you gave me the choice

Check those old clothes and those red bows
Though you're a scrawny pup I
Would be happy just to cheer you up, oh yes

Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
Don't go down throw your arms around
Every little psycho that you happen to see
Well you meant everything to them
But you meant nothing to me

You got nothing I wish to steal
Cause I got nothing to give you on account of Lucille
She don't walk like a cripple should
Well she's Columbia's finest oh she's better than good

Wednesday's DJ's came in side ways
Yelling for the mother of the sister
And the brother of Orla the tease

Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
Don't go down throw your arms around
Every little psycho that you happen to see
Well you meant everything to them
But you meant nothing to me


Monday, March 20, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Acid Jazz Singer

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THE FRATELLIS Acid Jazz Singer Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well let me tell you something let me tell you so
This could be the one thing that you really need to know
You got to stop once in a while
And shake off that face of yours
Cause nothing comes easy no it just comes free
You could sing it better if you'd sing it for me oh sister

Well I cannot claim this advice as my own
I learned it in the gutter one night crawling home
She said Don't you look ridiculous
I checked her out meticulously
I would've stopped to argue but my
Teeth were broke
I said I'd love to contradict you
But my life's a joke oh sister

She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up and here we go
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer come on

Well I'm a lucky man and maybe so is she
And maybe this is just the way it has to be
It's all based on speculation seems a crazy occupation to me
And though I didn't much believe her I was bound to call
I really didn't want to miss a single thing at all oh sister

She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up and here we go
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer come on

She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up and here we go
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer
I haven't seen her lately man I have to ring her
Put your hands together for the Acid jazz singer come on ...


Sunday, March 19, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Tell Me A Lie

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THE FRATELLIS Tell Me A Lie Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Aahaahaha [6x]

Well once I was peruaded to open up my head
I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead
I said would you believe me if you only knew
I'd been stealing everything this conversations through

And the boy cried hang him at three
I saw him on the front page laughing at me
He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
He's a liar he's a liar and a good one at that
Say what you want to say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
I could be your beggar but i'd rather be just as cruel

So I told them all I could about what could they expect
But I lost my sense of smell and I gained myself respect
They told me I was curious I told them they were slow
They asked me were I get this stuff I told them I don't know

And the boy cried whoopy de dee
There's a woman with a mustache who won't let me be
Though she was born on a monday
She's a hundred and four
She's a liar she's a liar and a little bit more
Say what you want to say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
I could be your beggar but i'd rather be just as cruel

And the boy cried hang him at three
I saw him on the front page laughing at me
He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
He's a liar he's a liar and a good one at that
Say what you want to say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
I could be your beggar but i'd rather be just as cruel


Saturday, March 18, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Baby Doll

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THE FRATELLIS Baby Doll Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Babydoll do you believe they'll catch you when you fall
And when morning comes the sun is gonna shine
Don't forget your minor keys your half lit cigarette
Cause when morning comes god knows that you'll be mine
So let me in I'm ready to beg and to sing for my sins
Not leave it to chance and sweet coincidence
Cause that's just crazy and you know it's true

Well they said you was long gone
I just laughed and said alright
Bring her home tonight
And I heard you was graciously put on
I just laughed and said good night guess it's alright

Babydoll the men who hang like flowers in the hall
Are asking when your love is gonna grow
And who knows why the love your need
Will always pass you by
Well I heard it's true your love is gonna grow

So let me know cause I can stay or honey I can go
Just to wherever you tell me so
And find my place there and there I'll stay

Well they said you was burned out I just laughed
And said come on she's not burned she's just gone
And it took me too long till i found out
Faces that you know the best oh well I guess
And they laughed when you said you was leaving
Everybody knows you well except for me can't you tell
And you watched from the wings of the late show roses
By you're feet of red all for me you said

Babydoll...


Friday, March 17, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Jesus Stole My Baby

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THE FRATELLIS Jesus Stole My Baby Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Jesus stole my baby
Jesus stole my girl
He took her away for an hour every sunday
And cut all of her beautiful curls
She was always easy seven days of the week
Now she's a bore and I've seen it before
She thinks it gives her some kind of mystique
Said that she just want's to save me
Said you cant go on the way that you are
She chased all my friends, hurts my brain till it bends
Hides my cigarettes and steals my guitar

And it's a long time since she was mine, Pretending I am fine
Another simple boy on the telephone line
And though she is living here with me
I'm aching to be free
She takes it all so god damn seriously

Well I've always been in love with her treasure
But she might as well be locked up in chains
When I ask she says no and I'm feeling so low
I'm bursting from my feet to my brains

Now if i could only talk to this Jesus
I'd tell him just how lonely I've been
I'd ask him to send home my baby again
So she can see what kinda state I've been in

Jesus stole my baby
So maybe I should steal his
She used to be mine
Now she's so dull and divine
May not be nice but thats the way that it
is
And I'm lost here among the clowns
Jesus men in gowns
All sandals and out of tune guitars
And she talks in terrified tones
Of skeleton bones
Screaming through a mangled microphone

And it's a long time since she was mine, Pretending I am fine
Another simple boy on the telephone line
And though she is living here with me
I'm aching to be free
She takes it all so god damn seriously


Thursday, March 16, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Mistress Mabel

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THE FRATELLIS Mistress Mabel Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Mistress Mabel seriously wrong
Clears my table badly then she's gone
Takes a liberty if you let her
Yes she's bold but she should know better
Oh dear Mabel please don't put me on

Mistress Mabel all the kids agree
You're unstable curious and free
Wind them down and then keep them kickin
Sunken eyed and all panic stricken
Oh dear mabel it still worries me

Hem line rat bag so they told her
Last nights name tag across her shoulder

And tell me where all the days have gone
When you robbed my cradle tell me Mabel
Where'd you go when you can't go on
With this filthy fable tell me Mabel

Mistress Mabel won't you marry me?
I'm unable to take it seriously
I'll be good and you'll be a minute
I wish you would or I'll drop you in it
Oh dear Mabel won't you marry me?

Hem line rat bag so they told her
Last nights name tag across her shoulder,

And tell me where all the days have gone
When you robbed my cradle tell me Mabel
Where'd you go when you can't go on
With this filthy fable tell me Mabel
Tell me Mabel tell me Mabel


Wednesday, March 15, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Stragglers Moon

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THE FRATELLIS Stragglers Moon Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

You can find her scratching around in the dark
Just another candle chasing a spark
You can find her screaming along with the ghost
Reminds you she's the one you needed the most

And then you're out there on your own again
No one believes you when you lie
I still see all the old girls now and then
Catching the moonlight when they cry

The wrong way round's the right way up when she calls
You can laugh but it won't mean nothing at all
Yes you can find her scratching away in a room
Stumbling round by the light of the stragglers moon

And then you're out there digging holes again
Six million people can't be wrong
Some day you'll by the perfect soul and then
You can get back where you belong

And then you're out there on your own again
No one believes you when you lie
I still see all the old girls now and then
Catching the moonlight when they cry


Tuesday, March 14, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Look Out Sunshine!

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THE FRATELLIS Look Out Sunshine! Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well look out Sunshine here they go
You've got yesterday's heroes in last nights clothes
You're a game old boy judging by the way you walk
Well there's no use telling me to leave
I've seen a half a dozen ghosts but I don't believe
I'm a cynical cunt and I'm much too lazy to change
And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed oh yeah
And sing that old song how does it go?
Look oyt Sunshine here's the punch line
No one gets you any more

Well look out Sunshine here they come
But they only play for money you better not run
It's the sell out show that no one wants to go to, yeah
Well there's non so blind as them that don't agree
They steal the money from you're pockets almost viciously
You're a sane old boy and you're much to crazy to change

And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed oh yeah
And sing that old song how does it go?
Look oyt Sunshine here's the punch line
No one gets you any more

And what do you mean you were born to love this scene
And they would string you up gladly
If they knew just how lazy you'd been

Tell my friends I'll be around?

And tell my friends I'll be around
Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere
With a girl I dreamed oh yeah
And sing that old song how does it go?
Look oyt Sunshine here's the punch line
No one gets you any, no one needs you any
No one geys you any more


Monday, March 13, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Shameless

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THE FRATELLIS Shameless Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well there's nothing more to add before I leave
This thing of ours is dead but don't you grieve
Is it me or are they younger every night?
Just because they can it doesn't make it all right

I'm hanging by my teeth waiting on quick relief
While the kids don't sleep for days
I could die in a hundred odd ways

And I'm so sick of hearing how your love for this has died
But don't tell me you could do it if you tried
It's a shame or a sham he's half as old as I am
But don't tell me he could look good if he tried

Well it terrifies the life from out of me
It's really such a lazy way to be

Hiding in the bedroom climbing up the walls
You've got to kick it out of me gently
Till it begs and pleads and crawls

And I'm so sick of hearing how your love for this has died
But don't tell me you could do it if you tried
It's a shame or a sham he's half as old as I am
But don't tell me he could look good if he tried

And I'm so sick of hearing how your love for this has died
But don't tell me you could do it if you tried
It's a shame or a sham he's half as old as I am
But don't tell me he could look good if he tried

And wont you make sure
My mother gets half my weight in gold
Tell her I just did what I was told
Grab your expensive coat and bury it inside
But don't tell me you could do it if you tried


Sunday, March 12, 2017

THE FRATELLIS A Heady Tale

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THE FRATELLIS A Heady Tale Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Pull me up a chair and keep your money
there's no guarantees
Won't you please forgive me but you know
Cold blooded women make me sneeze
And I'll kick you out the door if for just one minute you lie
And they'll come crashing though the wall
And leave you crawling till the minute you die

Pour yourself a drink or three
And maybe we'll think clearer for a while
You may be an embarrassment but
I love the your clothes are never in style
Living's much too easy
And dying would be some kind of bore
Well you swear that you're original
But I know I've seen those jealous eyes before

So steal the watch from off my wrist
Oh and shake me by the hand
We could disappear for days
And they wouldn't understand
Gypsy blood will get you far
And they will not miss you when you go

Tear another hole in my brown shoes
And we can all sleep for a while
Well I told you once before I love your braces
And your hesitant smile
But please don't get me wrong it's only right
That you can stamp on my heart
Well I've seen you and your friend some place
You know I just can tell you apart

Though they'll hunt you like a dog they won't take you alive
Cause you made them piles of money
Stacked up twenty stories high
And the boys in every bar
They will not miss you when you go

So steal the watch from off my wrist
Oh and shake me by the hand
We could disappear for days
And they wouldn't understand
Gypsy blood will get you far
though it's far away from me
Look me up when you get home
and maybe then we'll see

Though they'll hunt you like a dog they won't take you alive
Cause you made them piles of money
Stacked up twenty stories high
And the boys in every bar
Well they'll miss you when you're gone
You can tell a heady tale
And they'll both keep screaming on

La la.....


Saturday, March 11, 2017

THE FRATELLIS My Friend John

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THE FRATELLIS My Friend John Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well the room was pink and the signs were serious
Paperback dolls being slammed delirious
Feeling like a joke in the bar underneath
And it was Saturday night in the year of the good thief

Well I tumbled up the stairs the wrong way round
I hit my head on the ceiling when my feet hit the ground
And then the big dumb blonde in the gold fish bowl
cried Ella's in the band but she's got no soul!

My friend John was a serious one
Buttoned up the back and a job half done
Lazy old boy when the good girls turn
His teeth get itchy and his rubber souls burn
When will he ever learn?

Well the night was spent and my money was young
And then I had to get home before my neck was wrong
And everybody danced in the same old way
And if I'm feeling old and desperate I'll be back some day

My friend John was a serious one
Buttoned up the back and a job half done
Lazy old boy when the good girls turn
His teeth get itchy and his rubber souls burn
When will he ever learn?


Friday, March 10, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Mon Yous, Mon Us, But No Them

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THE FRATELLIS Mon Yous, Mon Us, But No Them Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well Shorty's into ballet
She does it in the alley
Sells it when the kid goes
All around the discos
You can see him crashing
All after a fashion

Like the girls in my street
Have all been around

And little Petey Pan steams

All the girls from show reels
Sells them for a fiver
For Jezabel Godiva
She'd burn him in the kitchen
Just to stop the bitching

He said the girls on my street
Have all been around

Anna lies
She's got that broken look in her eye
Whoopee-dee
She's so much more good looking than me

Dublin Dave
He said those Hard Rock girls are so brave
Miss Dagger's got my heart
She's known it from the start
Oh, I was a serious boy
I couldn't buy me no joy

And it's all about the way that you
String those fancy words of yours together

And you lived in the West End
All of your life and it shows

Well drunk1 got a kicking
Because his bones were sticking
We threw him on the pavement
For easy entertainment
Oh, what a cheeky fellow
He says hi
I say hello

He said the girls on my street
Have all been around

Johny Small was thinking
To stop himself from drinking
And Gizmo had the reason for aggravated treason
I just can't fit them all in
But Bean, she comes a-calling

I killed them all
They said my sister's
Been around

Anna lies
She's got that broken look in her eye
Whoopee-dee
She's so much more good looking than me

Anna lies
She's got that broken look in her eye
Whoopee-dee
She's so much more good looking than me


Thursday, March 9, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Johnny Come Last

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THE FRATELLIS Johnny Come Last Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well, ask me that question, oh, ask me again
Well, you swore that you knew me, you didn't say when
Happiness, happiness comes in a jar
You're a brave little cunt, but you took it too far
And all of the tantrums and each of the lies
They took ages to think up, that's no big surprise
And last but not least, you're a talented boy
But you stole all the answers, you killed all the joy

Well, I loved you before, but I don't anymore
You're just burned out and vicious and dumb
And I don't like the way that you mean what you say
And I don't like what you've become

Well, tell you mean it, and I'll tell you you don't
Well, you say that you'll try, but I know that you won't
And there's one God-knows where, and there's one in Japan
Was a hundred degrees, you got shit-scared and ran
Well, Johnny go easy, Johnny go fast
Johnny come lately, and Johnny come last
Housewives are heroes, and everyone's bent
Well, if this was a joke, well it's some accident

Well, I loved you before but I don't anymore
You're just burned out and vicious and dumb
And I don't like the way that you mean what you say
And I don't like what you've become

Well, give me a month, and I'll write you a line
Or two, maybe three, though it might take some time
I'll write them for drunks, and I'll sing them for cash
Well, you know that old saying about gone in a flash?
They wrote that for me, and it fits me so well
It's been my fucking pleasure, and I bid you farewell
Green is the colour but don't it fade fast?
Remember me fondly, Johnny come last

Well, I loved you before, but I don't anymore
You're just burned out and vicious and dumb
And I don't like the way that you mean what you say
And I don't like what you've become


Wednesday, March 8, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Baby's Got A Brand New Second Hand Disguise

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THE FRATELLIS Baby's Got A Brand New Second Hand Disguise Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

La la la...

Wake me up when you've got something else to say
Your just pure white noise and soft blue sandals all the way
And everybody wants you to be way out of line
You were everybody else's way before you were mine
Burned out punched in let loose rattleskinned and fine

La la la...

Well, please say nothing don't say anything at all
You make me uneasy oh you make me bawl
But I'll hang around your door till you take me to bed
Or you could sing a Waltzing Matilda instead
And I'd still be here waiting when you come around

La la la...

Your so very simple, cynical and kind
I would say something but it's just too hard to find
And every single day you got a head full off bees
I would help you out but my pockets would freeze
Baby's got a brand new second hand disguise

Baby's got a brand new second hand disguise
Baby's got a brand new second hand disguise...

La la la...


Tuesday, March 7, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Ole Black 'n' Blue Eyes

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THE FRATELLIS Ole Black 'n' Blue Eyes Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well, she wants to be a singer in the band
Maybe I'll give the girl a hand
And a microphone
Looks like she's all alone

She can bring a friend
Though she's not my kind of friend
She keeps on staring me out
With her ole black and blue eyes

And I can take her dancing
Just to give the girl a chance and
I was never that good
At being nice when I should

I guess that she'll forgive me
Right before she tries to kill me
'Cause I sold her on yesterday's
Come take me home eyes

And I can take her waltzing
Just so she could kick my head in
Oh, I do believe I was drunk
And both of my heads had shrunk

I guess her name was Tina
'Cause before I'd even seen her
I was lost in her
What's your name? Just get me fucked eyes
Oh, take me home eyes

And Chelsea says she's got nowhere to go
And if she does, she's getting there slow
And I can help her out, but I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing when your dealing with me

Young soul shagger, begging me to bag her
Filthy heart and swollen hips
And she said, Oh, my dearest,
I'm not pretty, isn't it a pity
That you won't kiss these rotten lips?
Oh, take me home eyes
Ole black and blue eyes

And Chelsea says she's got nowhere to go
And if she does, she's getting there slow
And I can help her out, but I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing when your dealing with me


Monday, March 6, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Cigarello

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THE FRATELLIS Cigarello Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Everybody?s giving me a hand me down
For my cigarello of yellow and brown
Everybody wants me to be there side show
A brown 'n yellow cigarello dancing under your window

Filthy rag dolls in the bed
I can't listen to what they said
Don?t get silly don?t get so sick
Get some trousers and get some quick
All the wasters they come in threes
Honey that?s no excuse to tease
Is this your house do you live here?
You're not as sick as you appear

In the day
Though your dumb
In a way

And everybody?s giving me a hand me down
For my cigarello of yellow and brown
Everybody wants me to be there side show
A brown 'n yellow cigarello dancing under your window

Can we watch movies on your TV
Don?t have to get dressed just for me
We could stay home and get drunk quick
I could wear your dress and your lipstick
Or we could go out and steal a car
Both get loaded and drive real far
Is this your house do you live here?
You're not as dumb as you appear

In the day
Though your dumb
In a way

And everybody?s giving me a hand me down
For my cigarello of yellow and brown
Everybody wants me to be there side show
A brown 'n yellow cigarello dancing under your window

And everybody?s giving me a hand me down
For my cigarello of yellow and brown
Everybody wants me to be there side show
A brown 'n yellow cigarello dancing under your window

And everybody?s giving me a hand me down
For my cigarello of yellow and brown
Everybody wants me to be there side show
A brown 'n yellow cigarello dancing under your window


Sunday, March 5, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Dirty Barry Stole The Bluebird

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THE FRATELLIS Dirty Barry Stole The Bluebird Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

He stole it, he stole it
He crossed the wires
And flipped the bastard
He rigged it, he rigged it
His face was ugly
And not so much as a halo oh, yeah-lo
His favourite colour was black because he stole it, he stole it, he stole it, he stole it

And one fine day, now
It was typical
I was wonderful
He was critical
He lived down my street
Owned a Jaguar
No matter where you are
That's a girlies car
All around you
He never seen a word
He's always out of work
He's never seen a word
Got no gyro
He didn't need it though
He stole cars, ya know

Though he had the sneakiness to lie
Such a lazy way to die
Didn't try
Well oh my

And all the girls were weepin when we said
That their bluebird days were dead
Go to bed
Oh instead

He stole it, he stole it
He crossed the wires
And flipped the bastard
He rigged it, he rigged it
His face was ugly
And not so much as a halo oh, yeah-lo
His favourite colour was black because he stole it, he stole it, he stole it, he stole it

And he chased them right down
From the batting cage
So we could catch him up
Smash his pretty face
Bang bang bang bang
With the bluebird and
We were getting tanned
by an armed band
He sped away
Past the studio
The cigarillo
And the fratellio
We got wased
Then we went to bed
Got the train instead

Though he had the cheekiness to lie
Such a lazy way to die
Didn't try
Well oh my
(well oh my)

And all the girls were weepin when we said
That their bluebird days were dead
were dead
oh instead
Oh instead

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh

He stole it, he stole it
He crossed the wires
And flipped the bastard
He rigged it, he rigged it
His face was ugly
And not so much as a halo oh, yeah-lo
His favourite colour was black because he stole it, he stole it, he stole it, he stole it

He swiped it, he swiped it
And we don't care because we got us a payroll and banjo
(?) a halo oh yeah-lo
His favourite colour was black because he stole it, he stole it, he stole it, he stole it

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh

La la-la, la la-la,
La la-la, Laaaaa


Saturday, March 4, 2017

THE FRATELLIS The Gutterati?

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THE FRATELLIS The Gutterati? Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well I was chasing down flies and shooting up women
Trying to get the whole thing straight in my head
Lookin for a girl who?d come with me swimming
And come and play tunes at the end of my bed

And all the hardmen were drinkin down petrol
Bamming up the girls when in came the law
Heading for the door and getting tongue tied
When they asked me what exactly I saw

So I?ll get some Monte Christo?s
And we can all go see the band
Well I may not be a looker yeah
But I?ll help you any way I can

Back at my room I was making me nervous
Watching TV and picking my feet
Wishing I was pretty and burning my shoes
And wishing for once I?d kept the receipt

I called myself and wondered out loud
Tried to get the whole thing straight in my head
I left the tape running and played it back
Twice but I couldn?t make sense of what I had said

So I?ll get some Monte Christo?s
And we can all go see the band
Well I may not be a looker yeah
But I?ll help you any way I can

Well it may not make you handsome
And it may not even make you feel aliiiiiiive
You may not have the ransom
But you can always count on this
It?s him and them and she and me
And sick and muddy, everybody

So you can bring your wasters banjo
Bring yer sister and her friend Diane
Well I may not have a big boys pistol
But I?ll help them any way I can

And you can call me Cinderella!
You can make me your best man
Well you may be a right old queen
But I?ll help you any way I can


Friday, March 3, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Ole Black 'n' Blue Eyes

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THE FRATELLIS Ole Black 'n' Blue Eyes Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well, she wants to be a singer in the band
Maybe I'll give the girl a hand
And a microphone
Looks like she's all alone

She can bring a friend
Though she's not my kind of friend
She keeps on staring me out
With her ole black and blue eyes

And I can take her dancing
Just to give the girl a chance and
I was never that good
At being nice when I should

I guess that she'll forgive me
Right before she tries to kill me
'Cause I sold her on yesterday's
Come take me home eyes

And I can take her waltzing
Just so she could kick my head in
Oh, I do believe I was drunk
And both of my heads had shrunk

I guess her name was Tina
'Cause before I'd even seen her
I was lost in her
What's your name? Just get me fucked eyes
Oh, take me home eyes

And Chelsea says she's got nowhere to go
And if she does, she's getting there slow
And I can help her out, but I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing when your dealing with me

Young soul shagger, begging me to bag her
Filthy heart and swollen hips
And she said, Oh, my dearest,
I'm not pretty, isn't it a pity
That you won't kiss these rotten lips?
Oh, take me home eyes
Ole black and blue eyes

And Chelsea says she's got nowhere to go
And if she does, she's getting there slow
And I can help her out, but I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing when your dealing with me


Thursday, March 2, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Got Ma Nuts From A Hippie

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THE FRATELLIS Got Ma Nuts From A Hippie Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

Well I met her in a bar, the men with big guitars were playin
And I listened with my ears but I couldn't hear what she was sayin
And I guess she talked with her mind
But didn't want to seem to unkind so I just laughed
And kept my eyes peeled to the door..........
Wondering what I was there for

[Chorus:]
But it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night

Well I asked if she believed in Adam and Eve the fable
And I guess she would've given me an answer if only she was able
And she danced like a medicine man
Drew a crazy picture on my hand and told me
She wanted to change my point of view
Asked me where I was going to

Well she whispered in my ear we got to get us out of
here to the country
I asked her for a ride she took me aside said try me
I thought I'm gonna wake pretty soon
In the middle of a Sunday afternoon just dreamin
And it was warm in the back of her van
When she made me a real man


Wednesday, March 1, 2017

THE FRATELLIS Baby Fratelli

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THE FRATELLIS Baby Fratelli Lyrics, singer by THE FRATELLIS

She said oh my, I don't know why
I was just busy watching everyone go by
Outside the shite bar, and you're a red car
Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar

I said oh Christ, I told you twice
It's just not easy going through all these things thrice
What's this I once heard? You drive a bluebird?
You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard

And it's all right, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, first in the bed
So easy to be Friday's nightmare

I said oh no, oh please just go
You got no eyelids and sweet ella loves me so
She got my number, though I can't stand her
I can't help diggin her a hope I guess I wonder
And oh it's clear, you want me dear
It would be easier if I was never here
You got the money, and I got the reason,
I'll stick around with you for just another season

And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, first in the bed
So easy to be Friday's nightmare

She's just getting along,
So don't tell me she's yours
Oh please tell me I'm wrong again
It's all in a daze/day,
So what can you say
Just sleep in yer shoes
With the winterbox blues
Any time you choose, Oh yeah

She said oh my, I don't know why
I was just busy watching everyone go by
Outside the shite bar, and you're a red car
Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar

She said oh Christ, I told you twice
It's just not easy going through all these things thrice
What's this I once heard? You drive a bluebird?
You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard

And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, first in the bed
So easy to be Friday's wonder