Mansun--Attack of the Grey Lantern
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1: The Chad Who Loved Me
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All come crashing down, your desperate icon
You've got to gob on your desperate icon
You'll all come crashing in, your desperate icon
You've got to gob on your desperate icon
Am I a god, or am I Jesus
Am I a man, or am I a boy
Do I feel love, or just possession
Do I feel holy, or nothing at all
You can't deny that your shit just tastes as sweet as mine
And you can't deny that your shit just tastes as sweet as mine, sweet Jesus
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2: Mansun's Only Love Song
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If I start this small debate the centre of the universe is up for sale
If my melody should fall, the tune is unimportant as I said before
Or should I say it was the words, I should
Standing in the lantern light
Mavis looking sexy through her dress, it shines
Hiding in the vestry she recites her lines
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I do
If I feel God watching me, I control the actions of his destiny
If my sentiments ring true, feel him in the mirror laughing back at you
For me to tell you how it seems, I would
Standing in the lantern light
Mavis looking sexy through her dress, it shines
Hiding in the vestry she recites her lines
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I do
If I start this small debate the centre of the universe is gone for sale
So my melody should fall, the tune is unimportant as I said before
Or should I say it was the words, I should
Standing in the lantern light (I should)
Mavis looking sexy through her dress, it shines
Hiding in the vestry she recites her lines
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I do
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I miss you
I can't see you, I love you, I do
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3: Taxloss
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He'll be your taxloss lover from Liverpool
Taxloss lover if the truth be told
Taxloss lover still lives in the war
Taxloss lover touching 74
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
We think you are stupid
We give you money 'cos our assets are fluid yeah
We'll sell you down the river
Just remember that we said we'd deliver you
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory
You're a taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
He'll be your taxloss lover and his nickname is Bert
Your taxloss lover and he's always a flirt
Your taxloss lover's into kinky sex
Your taxloss lover wears a cracking dress
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
We think you are stupid
We give you money 'cos our assets are fluid yeah
We'll sell you down the river
And just remember that we said we'd deliver you
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
You'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatisfactory
We're a taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
We think you are stupid
We give you money 'cos our assets are fluid yeah
We'll sell you down the river
Just remember that we said we'd deliver you
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory
A taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah
Taxloss, mod rock, junk pop, chart hop
Mop top, swap shop, who'd you nick your cliche off
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4: You, Who Do You Hate?
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You're a child, you are weak
You are precious, you won't speak
And if I ever lived I wish I could be you
If I ever lived again I wish I could be you, yeah
You, yeah, I wanna be you, yeah
I wanna be you, yeah, I wanna be you
How can I expect you to believe
When I don't even believe in me
And if I ever loved I wish I could be you
If I ever loved again I wish I could be you, yeah
You, yeah, I wanna be you, yeah
You, yeah, I wanna be you, yeah
You, yeah, I wanna be you, yeah
You, yeah, I wanna be you
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5: Wide Open Space
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I'm in a wide open space, I'm standing
I'm all alone and staring into space
It's always quiet thru' my ceiling
The roof comes in and crashes in a daze
I'm in a wide open space, it's freezing
You'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me
I'm in a wide open space, I'm staring
There's something quite bizarre I cannot see
I'm on the top of a hill, I'm lonely
There's someone here to shout to miles away
I could be back in my house, for I care
They do not hear me, it's the same old case
I'm in a wide open space, it's freezing
You'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me
I'm in a wide open space, I'm staring
There's something quite bizarre I cannot see
Wide open space, I'm standing
I'm all alone and staring into space
It's always quiet thru' my ceiling
The roof comes in and crashes in a daze
I'm in a wide open space, it's freezing
You'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me
I'm in a wide open space, I'm staring
There's something quite bizarre I cannot see
I'm in a wide open space, it's freezing
You'll never get to heaven with a smile on your face from me
I'm in a wide open space, I'm staring
There's something quite bizarre I cannot see
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6: Stripper Vicar
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Dear Mavis I'm compelled to write this letter
In the hope that you may soon be getting better
I've a feeling you should go and see a doctor
If you haven't then you know you really oughta
I was worried so I went to see the vicar
But before I could confess he first confessed to be a stripper
Dear Mavis it was very strange to see him
So I thought I'd write and ask for your opinion
Should I grass on him, report him to the cardinal
Or wether I should egg him on to turn professional
If I dob on him they'll call him plastic scouser
But the only thing the stripper wears is plastic trousers
Mavis' opinion is all we really seek
Mavis' opinion is all we should we...
Lie while he's still alive
Should we lie while he's still alive
'Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it
Dear Mavis, thought I'd follow up my letter
Drop a line about the fate of our poor vicar
Very tragically his time on earth is ended
Found him gagged and bound in stockings and suspenders
Dear Mavis if you tell us what your thoughts are
And I hope that they're not biased 'cos you are the vicar's daughter
Mavis' opinion is all we really seek
Mavis' opinion is all we should we...
Lie now that he has died
Should we lie now that he has died
'Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it
And we know him as our vicar and by night a part-time stripper
And the vicar got suspended in his stockings and suspenders
And he's making wine from water while he dresses like his daughter
And we know that he's a rip off 'cos we've seen him with his kit off
Should we lie now that he has died
Should we lie now that he has died
'Cos when the vicar strips he gets away with it
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7: Disgusting
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You're the stranger in here, with your stanger face
You know that everyone can see it's false
Something's rotten with you, you show no regret
Like we all know that you're supposed to do
I hope you've changed the way you feel
I hope you've changed the clothes you wear
I hope that you regret these things you said
I hope in time that things will change
I think you know that anyway
You've been disgraceful, it's so regretful
You're disgusting
You know you've been disgraceful, it's so regretful
You've been disgusting
You're the outcast here, you're the native of a place
You been and moved, excluded too
You create attention, when we were the same
There was a pressure that would force you to
I hope you've changed the way you feel
I hope you've changed the clothes you wear
I hope that you regret these things you said
I hope in time that things will change
I think you know that anyway
You've been disgraceful, it's so regretful
You're disgusting
You know you've been disgraceful, it's so regretful
You are disgusting
You're so full of venom that you spit into you're own sweet face, oh
I hope you've changed the way you feel
I hope you've changed the clothes you wear
I hope that you regret those things you said
I hope in time that things will change
I think you know that anyway
You've been disgraceful, it's so regretful
You're disgusting
You know you've been disgraceful, it's so regretful
You're disgusting
It's so disgraceful, you're disrespectful
You are disgusting, ooh
Yeah, oh
Disgusting
Disgusting
You were disgusting
You know you've been disgusting
You're so regretful
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8: She Makes My Nose Bleed
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She makes me bleed, oh yeah, she makes me cry
She makes me sneeze, oh yeah, she makes me sigh
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven, oh yeah
My only number must be, must be
Bring her on down by the soles of her feet
Slapping her 'round and making it bleed
I vowed to my god I'd give it all up
If he would bring her on down from heaven
She makes me bleed, oh yeah, don't know her name
She makes me freeze, oh yeah, she's in my face
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven, oh yeah
Bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
My only number must be, must be
Bring her on down by the soles of her feet
Slapping her 'round and making it bleed
I vowed to my god I'd give it all up
If he would bring her on down from heaven
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
So bring her on down, bring her on down from heaven
My only number must be, must be
Bring her on down by the soles of her feet
Slapping her 'round and making it bleed
I vowed to my god I'd give it all up
Don't know her name, don't know what she's done
Bring her on down by the soles of her feet
Slapping her 'round and making it bleed
I vowed to my god I'd give it all up
If he would bring her on down from heaven
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9: Naked Twister
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To be twisted, to be naked
To be broken, to be free
Tell me stick or twist, tell me which will it be
I tell you stick or twist, tell me which do you see
Oh can't you see, oh oh yeah
Where do we go, who do we trust, who do we see
Who wants to know, who do we tell, what will we see
Oh where do we go now, yeah, who do we see, yeah
It will sparkle, it is beauty
It is broken, it is free
Tell me stick or twist, tell me which will it be
I tell you stick or twist, tell me which do you see
Oh can't you see, oh oh yeah
Where do we go, who do we trust, who do we see
Oh who wants to know, who do we tell, what will we see
Oh where do we go now, yeah, who do we see, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh where do we go, who do we trust, who do we see
Oh who wants to know, who do we tell, what will we see
Oh where do we go now, yeah, who do we see, yeah
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10: Egg Shaped Fred
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Na na na nah na nah na na
One, two, three
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na nah
I'm sick of all this scratching around
I'm calling Fred to come and give me a hand
He's the queen of all the shops where he shops
And he's the king of all the scene, to be seen
Skin of a nosebreak
Fatima toothpaste
Penelope Cheapskate
Claudia Farmgate
We're taking Egg Shaped Fred for tea
We'll make them sit strategically
We'll test their egg-ability
We'll make them meet
He only wants to get in your kecks
So he can carry out his own little test
He only wants to get in your pants
Because he knows that you have played in a band
Skin of a nosebreak
Fatima toothpaste
Penelope Cheapskate
Claudia Farmgate
We're taking Egg Shaped Fred for tea
We'll make them sit strategically
We'll test their egg-ability
We'll make them meet
Mavis she knows
Mavis she knows
She's got all these things around her
All things to no men
She see you in hell
I'll go shopping instead
He will send his centipede to sort ya'
He's stretched it out to make it two feet taller
We're taking Egg Shaped Fred for tea
We'll make them sit strategically
We'll test their egg-ability
We'll make them meet
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na nah
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na nah
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na na na nah na nah na na
Na nah
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11: Dark Mavis
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Wait around, I'll be walking quite a while
Don't be late, hard to take, vicar twists and gets away
His lipstick's running, his dress is stunning
He's got high heels on, and his flock don't care now
Mavis, what he will wear
In the path of righteous man
There is rubble where I stand
I'll be the one
You can kiss his vase until the end of the month
Vicar stay 'cos your lipstick smeared the way from your face
Vicar twist, grey pajamas in your case
His tights are nylon, his nails by Revlon
He's got high heels on, and his flock don't care now
Mavis, what he will wear
In the path of righteous man
There is rubble where I stand
I'll be the one
You can kiss his vase until the end of the month
And if you should see me passing by
Do not disturb me as I fly
Though I am walking here
This is where I'll be
In the path of righteous man
There is rubble where I stand
I'll be the one
You can kiss his vase until the end of the month
In the path of righteous man
There is rubble where I stand
I'll be the one
You can kiss his vase until the end of the month
Until the end of the month
Until the end of the month
Oh yeah, yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Na na na na na na nah, ooh
Na na na na na na nah, yeah
Na na na na na na nah, ooh
Na na na na na na nah, ooh yeah
Na na na na na na nah, ooh
Na na na na na na nah, ooh yeah
Na na na na na na nah, ooh
Na na na na na na na nah, ooh yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, oh yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, oh yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, oh
Na na na na na na na nah, oh yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, yeah yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, oh yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, oh
Na na na na na na na nah, yeah yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, oh yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, yeah
Na na na na na na na nah, yeah yeah
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12: An Open Letter To The Lyrical Trainspotter
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I'm writing these words like the fool that I am
Trying to say something good like the person
But it's all just a sham 'cos the writer I am not
Could say anything, you'd believe them
Just your A-typical Boy-girl-girl-boy androgynous
Play on a publican's decoy
Cos I had to drop out cos the art School was sad and
If you believe all of that you're a bigger fool than me
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
Lyrics mean nothing, don't right any wrongs
In fact I'm not having them on this
You say they mean nothing just gobbledy-gook
But just look at yourself you're not clever enough
Understanding the truth, you are so out of touch
You believe all of this, you can't see it's a spoof
Understand all the words when they don't even rhyme
And I'm losing the rhythm and the whole thing's getting wierder and wierder
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
They all believe me
It's all so easy now
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
The lyrics aren't supposed to mean that much
They're just a vehicle for a lovely voice
They aren't supposed to mean that much
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