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Look Like A Fool
04:40
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Can't deny I'm gonna try to see her tonight
Even though I am gonna look like a fool
Because I'm gonna drink till the reasons it seems like a bad idea
All crawl off and they disappear
into a cave where all my bad ideas lie low.
I'll wear a tie to formalise what I'm gonna do
I'll put it on the line cos one day dreams will come true
But even I'm old enough to know that this won't happen this time or next
These are the wonders of the opposite sex
cos they perplex and that's the reason why I can't stay home
I'll wake up with egg on my face
For you, I'll undergo a personal disgrace
For you, cos I want you, I'll sleep by the fountain covered in my sick
I'm on the ground girl, I'm thrashing round it's easy to see
what this display is for: to show what you mean to me
And now they're dragging me away
And putting me in an unlicensed minicab
And they're calling my best friend's dad but that's not bad
Cos one day you'll remember me.
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2. |
The Undesirables
02:05
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I'll let you go out
You can look after yourself
Just leave the undesirables alone.
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3. |
Apple Pie Bed
03:28
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Since you met me you've been trying to pull me out of this apple pie bed
You've been pulling, you've been winching, you've been hoisting
But my legs are made of lead.
And all I could hear from the very start
was the frequency of your beating heart
I was consumed by greed
You were like weed in a time of need
Lord, I got down on my knees and believed!
Apple pie, where my body's made of lead (oh oh)
Apple pie bed, apple pie, where my body's made of lead (oh oh)
Apple pie bed, apple pie, where my body's made of lead (oh oh)
Apple pie bed, apple pie, where my body's made of lead
Since you met me you've been trying to pull me out of this cold, defiant soup
You've been pushing, you've been pinching, you've been prodding,
But my mind was in a loop.
And all I could hear from the dawn of man was the ocean in a cola can,
I was consumed by you, I was like beer in a glass to you,
Girl, I don't know what I'd do without you.
Apple pie, where my body's made of lead (oh oh)
Apple pie bed, apple pie, where my body's made of lead (oh oh)
Apple pie bed, apple pie, where my body's made of lead (oh oh)
Apple pie bed, apple pie, where my body's made of lead etc. etc...
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4. |
Auckland CBD Part Two
02:40
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I dreamt of a woman come to me,
She was my first infidelity
She was so demanding I knew it would be good
So I touched most of her body because I knew I could,
I knew I could
I knew I could touch the girl in my dream. (Touch the girl in my dream)
We reached downtown Auckland, lower CBD,
We kissed under the white lights of the port authority
You came in and lay with me, there was nobody else but me,
Just sexy you and sexed up me in sweet nocturnal harmony
You're the girl in my dream, you're the girl in my dream.
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5. |
The Beautiful Young Crew
03:26
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Mmm, they're drifting round the streets
With nothing else to do: the beautiful young crew
They're talking to themselves about the songs they love,
The songs they're dancing to, the beautiful young crew.
And they love each other but they hate each other
They're afraid of each other because they want to screw each other
And they love each other but they hate each other
They're afraid of each other because they want to screw each other
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6. |
Eye A
02:40
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Have you heard of a girl called Samantha?
No you haven't cos she didn't love me.
But after you would have heard of a girl called Margaret
Because she cared for me.
But know I'm dead, she's a white princess
Abiding in her garden. Oooo, this is what she'd sing.
Who would I want aye eh aye eh
Who would I want aye eh
Margaret's still in the cemetery
She's looking after my grave.
Better write to your local member
Get out your best pen and stationery
And tell him or her about the deeds of Margaret
She deserves an OBE
In the misty grey, whether night or day
She'd be in her garden. Oooo, this is what she'd sing.
Who would I want aye eh aye eh
Who would I want aye eh
Margaret's still in the cemetery
She's looking after my grave.
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Hot sun scalds the mind
Nuclear craft leaves the earth behind
And all you can do at the top of the tower
Is comb your hair
And as we're leaving this planet, I long to see you again.
Perspex is my skin
As the Commodore sails the solar winds
And all the men on the radio are playing contract bridge
On our disappearing planet we made our final wish.
We...
The Crew Of The Commodore
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8. |
Fine Old Friends
02:43
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Don't have conversations,
They're just like two rutting stags
with their anecdotes as antlers
going crash crash crash.
They're paranoid and jealous
Can't look each other in the eye
They're nervous and suspicious
But they try try try
To get along
Cos they're good friends
They get along
Cos they're fine old friends
They're locked in mortal battle
For the supremacy of their art
They're equally pathetic, they're equally as smart
They go on like two generals – two titans in the field
But they're just two skinny tourists pretending to be real.
And they get along
Cos they're good friends
They get along
Cos they're fine old friends
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9. |
I've Smoked Too Much
05:34
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10. |
Dream Teacher
03:32
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One to free your thighs miss, one two three
Two to be inside while you're teaching me
And when I sing and my voice keeps breaking
I want to hold you when I'm bad
Cos you're my dream teacher
And I'm number one in your class
Teacher, you're so damn lucky to have a student like me
Cos I need you and I feed you your necessary apple a day (doctor away)
I can't help it that I want you so bad I can't stand up at the end of the class
I can't hide it from you but I'll show you it in private in detention today (end of the day)
Cos you're my dream teacher
And I'm number one in your class
Cos you're my dream teacher
And I'm number one in your class
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Lawrence Arabia Auckland, New Zealand
"A master pop classicist" – Uncut Magazine
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