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The Pogues… Love you till the End
I just want to see you
When you’re all alone
I just want to catch you if I can
I just want to be there
When the morning light explodes
On your face it radiates
I can’t escape
I love you ’till the endI just want to tell you nothing
You don’t want to hear
All I want is for you to say
Why don’t you just take me
Where I’ve never been before
I know you want to hear me
Catch my breath
I love you ’till the endI just want to be there
When we’re caught in the rain
I just want to see you laugh not cry
I just want to feel you
When the night puts on it’s cloak
I’m lost for words don’t tell me
All I can say
I love you ’till the end
Great song,, sung by Peter ( spider) Stacy..the above ^^^^
I was touched ..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eHus6M7Gpk
ps ME being the creep.. NOT you,, never you.
If you are a creep, then I am a weirdo. :wink:
I love that track!
*hug ruby*
NOW heres a lady we need in our clique of two..
WAR by Sinead O’connor. booed for daring to be different and disagreeing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCk2YQS8vawthe triplet to my creep and your weirdo..
oh joy. x ( hugs)
Marley and Dylan in tribute together. I’d give more than two Bobs to see the end of war.
to all the geeks i loved before :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylOCIP54PIQ
Hello, hello, hello (ha, ha, ha)
You never listen to a word that I said
You only seen me
For the clothes that I wear
Or did the interest go so much deeper
It must have been
The colour of my hairThe Public Image
What you wanted was never made clear
Behind the image was ignorance and fear
You hide behind this public machine
Still follow same old schemePublic Image
Two sides to every story
Somebody had to stop me
I’m not the same as when I began
I will not be treated as propertyPublic Image
Two sides to every story
Somebody had to stop me
I’m not the same as when I began
Its not a game of monopolyPublic image
Public image
You got what you wanted
The public image belongs to me
It’s my entrance
My own creation
My grand finale
My goodbyePublic image
Goodbyehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1N27phf3ds&feature=related
and the boys themselves
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEuyLJKG_acLondon’s Calling – The Clash
London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared – and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard,you boys and girls
London calling, now don’t look to us
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain’t got no swing
‘Cept for the ring of that truncheon thingCHORUS
The ice age is coming, the sun’s zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Cause London is drowning and I, live by the riverLondon calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go at it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out – and draw another breath
London calling – and I don’t wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain’t got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyesCHORUS x2
The ice age is coming, the sun’s zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Cause London is drowning and I, I live by the riverNow get this
London calling, yes, I was there, too
An’ you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won’t you give me a smile?
London CallingI never felt so much alike, like-a, like-a…
The ice age is coming :wink:
Found this ……one of my favourites from The Stranglers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ub4rKDkL53s&feature=related
:D 8)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xaa7otvglbw
edited as i kept finding better vids of paul simonon.. i seen the entire tour. got the badges. i really need get a scanner. ..
and each of us got threeeeeee years in Brixton x
(Strummer/Jones)
We met when we were in school
Never took no s.hhit from no one, we weren’t fools.
The teacher says we’re dumb
We’re only having fun
We peiss on everyone…
In the classroomWhen we got thrown out I left without much fuss
An’ weekends We’d go dancing
Down Streatham on the busYou always made me pay,
Got me in bad fights,
playing pool all night,
Smokin’ MentholI practiced daily in my room
You were down the Crown planning your next move
Go on a nicking spree,
Hit the wrong guy,
Each of you get three…
Years in Brixton!I did my very best to write
How was Butlins?
Were the screws too tight?
When you lot get out,
We’re gonna hit the town,
We’ll burn it fvckin’ down…
To a cinder!‘Cos years have passed and things have changed
And i move anyway i wanna go!
I’ll never forget the feeling i got
When i heard that you were home!
An’ I’ll never forget the smile on my face
‘Cos i knew where you would be!
An’ if you’re in the Crown tonight,
Have a drink on me,
But go easy… Step lightly… Stay free…
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