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Maladjusted
Maladjusted
On this glorious occasion ... of the splendid defeat
I wanna start from
Before the beginning
Loot
wine, be mine, and
Then lets stay out for the night
Ride via parkside
Semi-perilous lives
Jeer the lights in the
windows
Of all safe and stable homes
(but wondering then, well what
Could peace of mind be like ? )
Anyway do
you want to hear
Our story, or not ?
As the fulham road lights
Stretch and invite into the night
From a stevenage
overspill
Wed kill to live around
Sw6 - with someone like you
Keep thieves hours
With someone like you
...as
long as it slides
You stalk the house
In a low-cut blouse :
Oh christ, another stifled
Friday night !
And the
fulham road lights
Stretch and invite into the night
Well, I was fifteen
What could I know ?
When the gulf between
All
the things I need
And the things I receive
Is an ancient ocean
Wide, wild, lost, uncrossed
Still I maintain theres
nothing
Wrong with you
You do all that you do
Because its all you can do
Well, I was fifteen
Where could I
go ?
With a soul full of loathing
For stinging bureaucracy
Making it anything
Other than easy
For working
girls like me
With my hands on my head
I flop on your bed
With a head full of dread
For all Ive ever said
Maladjusted,
maladjusted
Maladjusted maladjusted
Never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
Theres nothing wrong with you,
oh
Theres nothing wrong with you, oh
Theres nothing wrong with you, oh
Theres nothing wrong with you
Theres nothing
wrong with you
So : the choice I have made
May seem strange to you
But who asked you, anyway ?
Its my life to wreck
My
own way
You see : to someone, somewhere, oh yeah ...
Alma matters
In mind, body and soul
In part, and in whole
Because
to someone, somewhere, oh yeah ...
Alma matters
In mind, body and soul
In part, and in whole
So the life I
have made
May seem wrong to you
But, Ive never been surer
Its my life to ruin
My own way
You see : to someone,
somewhere, oh yeah ...
Alma matters
In mind, body and soul
In part, and in whole
Because to someone, somewhere,
oh yeah ...
Alma matters
In mind, body and soul
In part, and in whole
To someone, somewhere, oh yeah ...
Alma
matters
In mind, body and soul
Part, and in whole
So to someone, somewhere, oh yeah ...
Alma matters
In mind,
body and soul
Part, and in whole
To someone, somewhere, oh yeah ...
Oh yeah ...
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah
...
Ambitious Outsiders
Bolt-lock your doors
Alarm your cars
And still we move in closer
Every day
Top of the list
Is
your smiling kids
But well be smiling too
So thats ok
Oh, and by the way
Thank you, because youre
Giving, giving,
giving
And were receiving -
No, no, were taking
Keeping the population down
Your taxes paid, but
Police
waylaid
And we knows
When the school bus
Comes and goes
Were on your street, but
You dont see us
Or, if
you do
You smile and say hello
But dont underestimate us
When you are
Giving, giving, giving
And were receiving
-
No, no, were taking
Just keeping
The population down
Youre giving, giving, giving
Well, its your own fault
For
reproducing
Were just keeping
The population down
Trouble Loves Me
Trouble loves me
Trouble needs me
Two things
More than you do
Or would attempt to
So, console me
Otherwise,
hold me
Just when it seems like
Everythings evened out
And the balance
Seems serene
Trouble loves me
Walks
beside me
To chide me
Not to guide me
Its still much more
Than youll do
So, console me
Otherwise, hold me
Just
when it seems like
Everythings evened out
And the balance seems serene
See the fool Ill be
Still running round
On
the flesh rampage
Still running round
Ready with ready-wit
Still running round
On the flesh rampage
- at
your age !
Go to soho, oh
Go to waste in
The wrong arms
Still running round
Trouble loves me
Seeks and finds
me
To charlatanize me
Which is only
As it should be
Oh, please fulfill me
Otherwise, kill me
Show me
a barrel and watch me scrape it
Faced with the music, as always Ill face it
In the half-light
So english, frowning
Then
at midnight i
Cant get you out of my head
A disenchanted taste
Still running round
A disenchanted taste
Still
running round
Papa Jack
Papa jack
Wants to turn
Back the clock
And reach out
To the kids
He once had
Who have flown
Papa
jack
In decline
Feels inclined
To reach out
To the kids
He once had
Who have flown
But there was
a time
When the kids reached up
And papa jack just
Pushed them away
Looking deep
In his heart
Papa jack
Doesnt
like
What he sees
Or the time
On his hands
The dying day
The chilly sun
Papa jack
All alone
Sings
slow
Grieving and low
But there was a time
When the kids reached up
Now you cant always
Have it your way
Papa
jack
Ah ...
Ammunition
I know these roads
Each ridge
And narrow bridge
Each cheveron
Enticing me on
Each warning sign
I take
in my stride
I dont need more ammunition
Ive got more than I can spend
I dont dwell on things Im missing
Im
just pleased
With the things Ive found
I know these roads
An old hand understands
Above all, I know whats
Expected
of me now
Veering cliffwards
I dont need more ammunition
Ive got more than I can spend
I dont dwell on things
Im missing
Im just pleased
With the things Ive found
With the things Ive found
With the things Ive found
Ive
found
Ive been crying
It comes back on these salient days
And it stays
And it says :
Weve never really
been away
I dont need more ammunition
Ive got more than I can spend
I dont think of who Im missing
Ive got
no space and no time
In my life, anymore
No space or time
In my life, anymore
For revenge
Wide To Receive
Download something
Useful, or useless
Because Im lying here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
Youd
care to give
And I dont
Get along with myself
And Im not too keen
On anyone else
Turn on, plug in
Then just
walk away
Unlock, process
And then just go
And Ive never felt quite so alone
As I do right now
Im lying
here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
Youd care to leave
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide
Wide,
wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Roy's Keen
(go on !)
Hes romancing you
And chancing his arm
Hell be here
Smiling on time
Hes romancing
you
And chancing his arm
Hell be here
Smiling on time
Roys keen oh roys keen
Roys keen oh roys keen
Weve
never seen a
Keener window-cleaner
Back up the ladder
Into each corner
Dunking the chamois
Just think of the
goodwill
The ladders a planet
Roy is a star, and
I am a satellite
(but thats alright)
He can hold a smile for
as long
As you require (even longer)
He can hold a smile for as long
As you require (even longer)
Roys keen oh
roys keen
Roys keen oh roys keen
Weve never seen a
Keener window-cleaner
Back up the ladder
Into each corner
Dunking
the chamois
Just think of the goodwill
The ladders a planet
Roy is a star, and
I am a satellite
I will be set
alight
Dont say youll hold it steady
Then you let it go
Dont say youll hold it steady
Then you let it go
Oh
...
Youre up the ladder
Into each corner
Foot in a bucket
We trust you to wreck it
Even when its under
your nose
Well, you just cant
See it, can you ?
Well, its here
Right under your nose
And you just cant
See
it, can you?
La la la la ...
Roys keen, roys keen
La la la la ...
Roys keen, roys keen
La la la la ...
Roys
keen, roys keen
La la la la ...
Roys keen, roys keen
Weve never seen a
Keener window-cleaner
Oh ...
La la
la la ...
He Cried
I need you
Simple words
But words which had never been heard
By the soul
Stoned to death
But
still living
And so he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried
Ride our
minds
If you must
But theres always a line you dont cross
Time is short
Dont be cruel
Oh you dont know the
power
In what youre saying
Oh ...
And so he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He
cried
People where
I come from
They survive without feelings or blood
I never could
Was stoned to death
But
Im still living
So he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried
So he froze
And
he looked, and he looked
To the ground
And he cried
He cried
Satan Rejected My Soul
Satan rejected my soul
He knows my kind
He wont be dragged down
Hes seen my face around
He knows
heaven doesnt seem
To be my home
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So,
take it - please
Its free
Youll never see
Youll never see
All the fun in life its cost me
Satan rejected my
soul
As low as he goes
He never quite goes this low
Hes seen my face around
He knows heaven doesnt seem
To
be my home
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So, take it please
Its
really sly
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on, come on
Take it please
Its really sly
Come on, come on, ah
Come
on, come on, come on
Call me in
Pull me in, call me in
Come on, come on, oh
Come on, come on, come on
Pull
me in, pull me in
Call me in, haul me in, pull me in
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on
La la la la la
Oh
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