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You and I have the talent to see things in a different way
While others lie prostrate you and I are merely laid
We’re passing like ships in the night; I was never one for sailing
The only knots I tied are the ones in my tongue when I’m caught explaining to you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle
I had my shot but I didn’t take it
We had our chance but I didn’t make it with you
No one holds a candle to you
Fingers grace the pages where once they pulled the hair away from your cheeks
I found a picture of you at the Pyrenees and I haven’t slept in weeks
Page upon page; impotent rage at the loss of love I felt
How symphonic, it’s symbolic; I’m the Mozart of feeling sorry for myself
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle
There’s no second chances once you get off the ride
No re-queuing several years down the line for you
No one holds a candle to you
And you were the only one who never saw me as a work in progress
When I hear that word “potential” my krav maga kicks in
You saw the crash coming and you took both hands right off the wheel
Not every wreck needs fixing
Not every wreck needs fixing, but for you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle to you
No one holds a candle
I live in hope, do you think I should?
If you had your chance again, do you think you would?
But you, no one holds a candle to you
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Funny Face
03:13
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Bend the rules
Up to the point of breaking
See a chance, you’ll take it
And you’ll win
But I saw the news
You caused another accident
I don’t know how this keeps on happening
But it does
But you can’t keep living your life like you’re the only one that matters
Think about what it does to your friends
Scratching out the words in the rulebook until you leave it lying in tatters
Funny face, I know how the episode ends
A rainy afternoon
Another painting vandalized
A church fete you left scandalized
But you’re fine
The stunt you pulled on the roof
It could have ended tragically
You float through life so magically
Until you don’t
But you can’t keep living your life like you’re the only one that matters
Think about what it does to your friends
Scratching out the words in the rulebook until you leave it lying in tatters
Funny face, I know how the episode ends
But you can’t keep living your life like you’re the only one that matters
Think about what it does to your friends
Scratching out the words in the rulebook until you leave it lying in tatters
Funny face, I know
You never stick around until the credits roll
Funny face, I know how the episode ends
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Have you ever rode a swan downstream?
And when you dream of me
Am I dead, or do I breathe?
Because you ripped that heart right out of my chest
And I can't help but confess
It was all probably for the best
And I just wrote to you to say
"I think about you every day."
And I can't help but confess
Have you ever rode a swan downstream?
And when you dream of me
Am I dead, or do I breathe?
Because you ripped that heart right out of my chest
And I can't help but confess
It was all probably for the best
And I just wrote to you to say
"I think about you every day."
And I can't help but confess
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Taught to take anything he wants
You’re in his way, now he can’t be stopped
I caught word that the boy owes you death
You must have heard about the Lannisters and their debts
Oh yeah, Joffrey’s eager
I’ve never seen the Lannisters keener
It’s in his eyes and his general demeanor
Mother’s near he’ll do anything
To keep at happy
So at home on an iron throne
It’s only Westeros but he calls it his own
Because it’s his whole world; it’s his to destroy
Insolent girls and little butcher’s boys
Oh yeah, Joffrey’s eager
I’ve never seen the Lannisters keener
It’s in his eyes and his general demeanor
Mother’s near he’ll do anything
To keep at happy
Joffrey is eager
Joffrey is eager
Taught to take anything he wants
You’re in his way, now he can’t be stopped
Swear fealty or just start running
And forget about winter; Joffrey’s coming
Oh yeah, Joffrey’s eager
I’ve never seen the Lannisters keener
It’s in his eyes and his general demeanor
Mother’s near he’ll do anything
Oh yeah, Joffrey’s eager
I’ve never seen the Lannistes keener
It’s in his eyes and his general demeanor
Mother’s near he’ll do anything
To please her
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I don't believe in karma
I just believe in my car
To deliver me from evil
And wherever the hell you are
80 k's an hour
No-one can know how I feel
I should thank God for that
I would, I swear I would, if God was real
And they warned me the Devil would be handsome
I fell into the arms of sin every time
They warned me the Devil would be handsome
But Goddamn, look at those eyes
I don't believe in friendship
Don't want to be your friend
I just want to go down on you
Until I have to come up for air
I remember the nights away
I remember the sounds and the city views
I remember the plans I never made
I wish I did everything on Earth with you
And they warned me the Devil would be handsome
I fell into the arms of sin every time
They warned me the Devil would be handsome
But Goddamn, look at those eyes
They warned me the Devil would be handsome
I didn't believe it was true
I didn't think anyone could be half as good as you
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Cast a look in my direction, then keep on walking by
I don't blame you
Ugly on the inside
Just a glance at the cover will tell what the pages hide
Sound judgment
I'm ugly on the inside
Beneath the wretched surface
Lies a heart that's beating so imperfectly
Terrible truth
I'm ugly on the inside too
Everyone saw straight through me but you can't, could you be so blind?
Here's hoping
Ugly on the inside
And I just don't trust myself--well I know just what I'm like
I don't like it
Ugly on the inside
Beneath the wretched surface
Lies a heart that's beating so imperfectly
Terrible truth
I'm ugly on the inside too
This drink inside me burns like a man destroying evidence
It's the only thing I can feel anymore
Last night I spent all my money trying to get so drunk I'd think somebody loved me
And I just wound up at your door
But loving me would be suicidal, and you're much too young to die
I don't blame you
Ugly on the inside
So cast a look in my direction and close the door on the Autumn night
I don't blame you
Ugly on the inside
Beneath the wretched surface
Lies a heart that's beating so imperfectly
Terrible truth
I'm ugly on the inside too
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She wants to kiss me on my big dumb mouth
Who the hell am I to object?
This beautiful house of cards will have to come down
I know she's just bad news
That's okay because I don't read the papers
My baby loves it when I hold her down
You know, it takes my breath away just to feel her breathing
The way she dresses, she's way-underground
And when she goes down, I bet she goes down like a demon
I know she's just bad news
But that's okay because I am too
And if she tries to voice that out loud
I'm going to kiss her again, I'm going to kiss her on her big dumb mouth
I said "I love you" with my big dumb mouth
Well, she slapped me pretty hard across the face
In for a penny, I'm in for a pound
"Do you want to slap me around more back at my place?"
Drew me a picture of butterflies
Said "You give me them deep inside
"And when you kiss me, you let them all out"
So I kissed her again, I kissed her on her big dumb mouth
Drew me a picture of butterflies
Said "You give me them deep inside
"And when you kiss me, you let them all out"
So I kissed her again, I kissed her on her big dumb mouth
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Knew all the words to Nemo
Saw the re-release in IMAX
Nostalgia makes you cute, but
Let's see if it's ever made somebody climax
And on the long ride home
I think I realized
As I saw the look
In her sad, sad eyes
I'll never make you swoon
I'll never make you swoon
As much as I'd love to
Well, I'll never make you
And just to know you can still live your life
Well my misery is inescapable
I find you so appealing
And I think you must find me so goddamn replaceable
And on the long ride home
I think I realized
As I saw the look
In her sad, sad eyes
I'll never make you swoon
I'll never make you swoon
As much as I'd love to
Well, I'll never make you
She said "Oh, get some rest
"You're just tired and you're not making sense
"Oh, get some rest."
As if I could sleep on a night like this
She said "We've all got problems, you know."
As she turned the light out one last time
If I spent as much time with her
As I did with my thoughts, maybe she'd still be mine
And on the long ride home
I think I realized
As I saw the look
In her sad, sad eyes
I'll never make you swoon
I'll never make you swoon
As much as I'd love to
Well, I'll never make you
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February 14th comes around
And I'm lonely, but I'm not down
I know there's still a girl for me
A girl with green eyes, long blonde hair
With a smile and without a care
At least that's what my friends believe
But she's imaginary
"She's so lovely, you'd never forget her
But she's at another school, that's why you haven't met her
But she's kept me captivated from our very first kiss
And best of all: she definitely exists."
Happy Valentine's Day, girl
I'd be holding you now, if you weren't on vacation on the other side of the world
But I still think about the good and the bad, the times yet to come and the times that we've had and
All those pretty things you said when I literally can't get you out of my head
Amanda Jones, Amanda Smith--I never remember which one it is
But you never seem to mind
You don't care when I tell everyone about the hot and nasty stuff we've done
And how I've seen you naked a bunch of times
Well, it's alright.
Well she doesn't haven't Facebook, don't even try
And she's never allowed out on weeknights
I'm not desperate enough to make all this up
I finally found someone real, stop trying to break us up
Happy Valentine's Day, girl
I'd be holding you now, if you weren't on vacation on the other side of the world
But I still think about the good and the bad, your supermodel best friend and the threesome we had and
All those sexy things you said when I literally can't get you out of my
Valentine's Day is a living hell
When your girlfriend doesn't exist in the physical realm
I've only got those cards you sent
Our handwriting's similar, I'm pretty sure that's just a coincidence
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I wish there was a Hallmark card that says:
"I know I'm wrong; sorry I'm a shithead."
Do you ever feel like nobody respects you?
That's because you're awful and you don't deserve respect
I've got a window of opportunity that's closing quick
And I've got medication for this but I have run out of it
So I'll take what's left of my dignity and drop it like a brick
I love you, sorry I'm an asshole
I like to think that when I put pen to paper
Somehow ten minutes later, I'll have rewritten all my wrongs
As if the words you never said to the one who wanted you
Somehow much more meaningful because you put them in a song
Go write her another one and she'll be yours again
Another witty lyric and she'll forget about her boyfriend
Some overdue honesty just might do the trick
I love you, sorry I'm an asshole
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I know I'm screwed; better break out the blue
Be it amphetamine, or how I feel without you
Don't run from your problem-- be a man and face it
Whether it's the ex-girlfriend in your head, or the dealer chained up in your basement
But I'll be fine in this wretched hellhole of my mind
Where I'm forced to live without you
And I'll survive if I blur every moral line
And I do whatever Heisenberg would do
When I read your confessions I ran faster than I have before
I took refuge underneath a blanket on my bedroom floor
If I'm not the best lay you've had, I don't know what I've got
Besides a heart that stalls like a broken RV and a passion for kissing you a lot
But I'll be fine in this wretched hellhole of my mind
Where I'm forced to live without you
And I'll survive if I blur every moral line
And I do whatever Heisenberg would do
The things you locked away will destroy you if you let them
Pay off the inmates to sharpen their shanks and get 'em
I am the danger; I'm gonna fight
In a couple of minutes, Mike, your boss is going to need me alive...
But I'll be fine in this wretched hellhole of my mind
Where I'm forced to live without you
And I'll survive if I blur every moral line
And I do whatever Heisenberg would do
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The Kentucky teenage vampires took another soul last night
Thank God for our light-up Jesus and his holy luminous might
Hot August night down at the roller-disco rink
There's music to dance to and there's lots to drink
They're out in force; you'll be next
Lock your doors, guard your necks
And if you ignore the problem, it might move someplace else
They did this to themselves
They did this to themselves
Well it's their town, you just live in it
They were feeling down and you decided to ignore it
Hot August night down at the roller-disco rink
There's music to dance to and there's fresh blood to drink
They're out in force; you'll be next
Lock your doors, guard your necks
And if you ignore the problem, it might move someplace else
You did this to yourself
You did this to yourself
The Kentucky teenage vampires took another soul last night
Thank God for our light-up Jesus and his holy luminous might
They're out in force; you'll be next
Lock your doors, guard your necks
And if you ignore the problem, it might move someplace else
You did this to yourself
You did this to yourself
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It's my first day at Oxford and I'm not feeling very self-assured
I've been walking for miles up and down these marble halls
An Irish girl with ivory skin passes me by
I'm much too shy
Did you think you were different to them?
Because you read Keats when you were in Year 10?
I don't think she thinks you're different at all
Oxford scholar, spiked collar
It's my first week at Oxford and I'm not feeling very self-assured
There are legion and scores of bookish boys knocking at your door
I write you heartfelt letters on my hardwood flooring
I'm just so boring
Did you think you were different to them?
Because you read Keats when you were in Year 10?
I don't think she thinks you're different at all
Oxford scholar, spiked collar
I left a part of me on your floor and you said I could keep it
Angel, my lips are sealed and I won't share your Victoria Secret
Wake up yawning, stretching beside me, yawning
Barely a smile when we're partners Friday morning
Oh, we got a passing grade
And all it got me was a passing wave
I don't think you think I'm special at all
Oxford scholar, spiked collar
Oxford scholar
Oxford scholar
Oxford scholar
Spiked collar
Oxford scholar
Oxford scholar
Oxford scholar
Spiked collar
Oxford scholar
Oxford scholar
Oxford scholar
Spiked collar
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No one was happier to have
Such an icon on stage shaking his hand
Well, comparisons are flattering, but they're getting out of hand
I'm in your corner while you're tuning up the band
And I love you so much, it nearly makes me sick
Sweet chin music
Sweet chin music
There's a rabid dog running round
Don't want to have to be the one to put him down
Come Sunday, I'll take Old Yeller behind the shed
Look down the iron-sights and put one in his head
I'll give you the show-stopper because you asked for it
And Sweet chin music
Sweet chin music
High-flying, limousine-riding
Wheelin'-dealin', kiss-stealin'
Rolex-wearing, rings on hand
"To be the man, you've got to beat the man..."
One more low-blow, one more dirty-trick
One more well-timed, well-placed superkick
And I love you so much, I'm so sorry Ric
Sweet chin music
Sweet chin music
Sweet chin music
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And I pray all day, you won't stop when you see me
You'll turn your pretty head and just walk by
I know one day when I'm wiser I'll look back on this with laughter
But today it just makes me want to die
Oh, and it's not what I wanted
But it's what I need
Do what's right
Don't stop when you see me
And I pray all day, you won't brake when you see me
You'll slam your peddle right down to the floor
When you finally get your license do me one last act of kindness
In the car that your father paid for
I fell so hard when I fell from your arms
I felt the cold hard ground beneath me
Will you make it official?
Don't stop when you see me
I keep myself sane in the knowledge
Everyone who follows me is worse
The sequel was fun, babe
But it never tops the first
And I pray all day, you won't stop when you see me
Darling I'm a nightmare dressed as
A really handsome nightmare
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It's a great night for a seance
At the house where that kid was killed a hundred years ago tonight
I know you don't fuck around with the forces of chaos
But I'll take a Ouija board any day of my life
Over my rising student fees
And the erosion of my civil liberties
I'm paranoid for my life
Every day but Halloween
So even if we piss off the wrong demons
I wanna be your man for Halloween
Hold me close as you hear them screaming
But I don't need a mask to make you scream
Zeebo was a dummy in a fun house
Based on some killer clown that burnt alive
Your boyfriend stole his nose because I dared him to
And now I don't think he's going to last the night
He said "I don't believe in urban legends"
"I think they're just made up to scare little kids"
"But if you didn't put that dummy in my bedroom"
"Well, I wonder who did"
And now I heard that your boyfriend ain't around
And I wanna be your man for Halloween
Hold me close as the lights cut out
You're in costume as the girl of my dreams
When you babysit that Brixton kid
I'll sneak in and we'll make out for a while
I saw his sister in the hallway
But you said he's an only child
Yeah, yeah
And I wanna be your man for Halloween
Hold me close as the lights cut out
You're always in costume as the girl of my dreams
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I'll tag along
God-forbid I should be alone on a Friday night
Might have fun
If I ever make it to the front of the line
Lack of personal space
Flashlight in my face
"Have you had any to drink tonight?"
I must have if I wanted to come to this place
And I used to want to be a writer
I found I was no good at it
It's hard to be Hemingway
But it's easy to replicate his drinking habits
Now I'm spending my evenings at the discotheque
Where the floor is sticky and the air is wet
Spending my evenings at the discotech
I just want to get wrecked tonight
Head to the bathroom
Try to forget that sight
Head to the dance-floor
Try to forget I'm white
Anxiety ever-rising
Lay awake and dream of dying
Let's keep the conversation to
What sort of car you're driving
And I used to think about my future
I thought about it way too much
It's hard to special
But it's easy to just be just good enough
Now I'm spending my evenings at the discotheque
Where the floor is sticky and the air is wet
Spending my evenings at the discotech
I just want to get wrecked tonight
Did you ever dream of happy endings?
Did you think you'd be suitable?
That girl from high school that you thought was beautiful
Just did pingas in the bathroom cubicle
Now I'm going home early from the discotheque
Where the floor is sticky and the air is wet
Going home early from the discotheque
My opinions are needed on the internet tonight
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18. |
Jericho (2023 Remaster)
03:00
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You're a hero in their eyes
Been that way since '95
I guess it's true; some things never change
So you can lie to these parasites
Everyday of your miserable life
And I know: a hero you'll remain
But I didn't come to say I told you so
I only came to say it is so
You built yourself a house of lies to live in, and I'm going to break the walls down
This isn't war; it's Jericho
Seen a shift at the airports
Voices waver when they talk
I know there's something different in the way they look at me
But I see things a little clearer
Now when I look into the mirror
I like everything I thing
But I didn't come to say I told you so
I only came to say it is so
There's a mystery in your eyes and I'm going to break the code
This isn't war; it's Jericho
Boo me on the streets
They can't stand an honest man
Dream of trading lives
They know they never can
Came here as a savior
Couldn't see it through
You're not worthy of saving
I'm going to save myself from you
But I didn't come to say I told you so
I only came to say it is so
You built yourself a house of lies to live in, and I'm going to break the walls down
This isn't war, no
This isn't war, no
Tell your lovely kids and wife the reason you're staying home tonight
It's not war, no
It's no war, no
It's not war; it’s Jericho
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Well you're up to a pack a day for your addiction
And I take a pill when I wake up for my afflictions
But maybe my love is a nicotine patch, maybe your love is an antidepressant
I don't believe that, but my belief could use a little suspension
Baby girl give me the chance to be
Someone you needed five years ago
When you were young and sweet
I'll kiss the ground you walk on
Is he the man who loves you most?
I bet your boyfriend hates your jokes, alright
Hit the drive-through with a friend of mine
And we drove to that place where my heart first broke in two
And it still hurt like hell, but it was still one hell of a view
Where I sat on the beach and I was talking about Gatsby because the movie was coming out soon
And I could see a green light across that bay and I wanted to recreate my past too
When I said
Baby girl give me the chance to be
Someone you needed five years ago
When you were young and sweet
I'll kiss the ground you walk on
Is he the man who loves you most?
I bet your boyfriend hates your jokes, alright
So who's your boyfriend on this coast?
I bet your boyfriend hates your jokes
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A few drinks and a few choice words
I don't remember them, but I found myself at yours
Now I want you all the time
Despite last night's mistakes
Despite the things you smoke
Despite the pills you take
I want the best you have
In not quite as many words
The worst you've got to show
Is still more than I deserve
Your girlfriends, they told me rumors about you
I fell to my knees and prayed they were true...
Now I want you all the time
Despite last night's mistakes
Despite the things you smoke
Despite the pills you take
I want you all the time
If you can bare to have me around
Love's an STI
No cure has been found
You strolled into my heart, as if you owned the place
Crawled into my room and wrecked up the place
Stupid boys like me, whenever we've been touched
We tend to think too little and we tend to feel too much
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Well the news came down the avenues
It's a catastrophe
Our boys left Mordi just after 5:30 and they haven't since been seen
Somebody wake their families
I think of all those handsome boys and all the things they could have done
And all the lives they would have led and all the games they should have won
And can't this ship move any faster?
Mornington football boating disaster
My mother watched and waited on the shoreline
I've never seen that look on her face
She said, "You can set your sails, son, but it doesn't mean the winds will change"
Then she said, "Why couldn't they just take the train?"
The cream of the seaside crop are sleeping on the ocean floor
I'd turn to heaven above for help but the reverend had three sons on board
Poseidon is s cricket fan, or maybe he's a bastard
Mornington football boating disaster
I think of all those handsome boys and all the things they could have done
And all the lives they would have led and all the games they should have won
And can't this ship move any faster?
Mornington football boating disaster
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Dad Bod
02:25
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Dad bod, I'm rocking a dad bod
Dad bod, 'coz I know what's hot
Dad bod, so don't knock my dad bod
Dad bod, or I'll knock your block off
I didn't use my gym membership
That's another resolution down the drain
But I've got too much going on with my Channel 7 Steven Seagal marathons
To hear about your protein shakes
Dad bod, I'm rocking a dad bod
Dad bod, 'coz I know what's hot
Dad bod, so don't knock my dad bod
Dad bod, or I'll knock your block off
No matter what the weatherman's saying
I always dress like I'm picking up the kids from Auskick training
In my stonewashed jeans and New Balance shoes, I'm coming soon to party to you
But I didn't hear your Mum complaining
Dad bod, do you like my banter?
Dad bod, I dress like Adam Sandler
Dad bod, I'm wearing an apron
Dad bod, call all your mates in
Rock 'n' roll (Dad bod!)
Chiko Rolls (Dad bod!)
Finding fastest route that does not require tolls
Hard Yakka (Dad bod!)
Acca Dacca (Dad bod!)
Viral videos of people getting hit knackers (I'm rocking a dad bod!)
Dad bod, it's time for a party
Dad bod, fire up the barbie
Dad bod, I'm drinking Vic Bitter
Dad bod, who clogged the shitter?
Dad bod, dad bod
It goes on and on when you’re rocking a dad bod
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23. |
Charity Muggers
03:05
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Charity muggers, do you even care about the Coast Guard?
Charity muggers, can you even swim?
Charity muggers, do you even care about the starving children?
Do you even know where Ghana is?
And when you looked your Mother in the eye
Does she stop to chat, or just walk by?
Because shed really like to talk about saving the whales
Burt you always have to ask her for her bank details
Charity muggers, I know you're working on commission
That's why you can't accept my spare change
Charity muggers, I know the Red Cross does important work but
I need to get on with my day
And when you walk each morning out your front door
Do you wonder what else life has got in store?
Besides accosting old ladies at the shopping mall
Pretending that you care when you both don't care at all
And I know there's worse ways of paying the bills
Then by becoming subservient industry shills
Just a backpacker all the way from Norway
Who wanted to see the world but the world just turned away
Charity muggers; I know you're working on commission
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Point me in the direction of some well-deserved attention
'Cause my inhibitions are gone tonight, self-esteem's too high to mention
I should be a star by now, can you tell what gives?
I want to talk to you about my opinions, tell me where you live
I walk with a purpose, make the bouncers nervous
Just said something sexist, but I'll blame it on the bourbon
You want to talk about my temper and you tell me it's not healthy
I want to know, how come if you're so smart
If you're so smart, how come you're not wealthy?
And my dear, I'm still here, the same boy you've always known
But if you've seen me after midnight I'm a little bit like Russell Crowe
This one's for the mothers and all the older brothers
I'm shaking hands with the fathers after getting off with their daughters
I'm getting off with their daughters and then shaking hands with the fathers
You can't be morally-bankrupt if you look a million-dollars
And my dear, I'm still here, the same boy you've always known
But if you've seen me after a VB I'm a little bit like Russell Crowe
I think I lost myself and I don't know where to go
So I checked my magic eight-ball, it said go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Russell Crowe
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Blonde-haired angel from the upper-middle classes
Excelling in my boredom and my mediocrity
And I can't wait to escape this town, the same old scene just gets me down
But my Mum won't pay for a place in the city
Still, you should see me on the Internet
I'm one gorgeous bastard you won't forget
You should see me on the Internet
And if you hit me up, you might just get some sex
She likes her eyelashes as black as her coffee
And as long as her list of enemies
But you don't make many enemies
If all you do is sit around and talk about your fucking eyeliner
Still, you should see her on the Internet
She's being worshiped by people she's never met
You should see her on the Internet
Ten thousand pictures of her morning cigarette
Still, you should see me on the Internet
I'm one gorgeous bastard you won't forget
You should see me on the Internet
Yeah, you should see me on the Internet
Hit that mother-fucking "Like" button, give me self-respect
You should see me on the Internet
And if you hit me up, you might just get some sex
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The Rear Admirals Melbourne, Australia
six in the mag, one in the dream chamber.
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