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Letras: Best Of


01. Beetlebum
02. Song 2
03. There's No Other Way
04. The Universal
05. Coffee And TV
06. Parklife
07. End Of A Century
08. No Distance Left To Run
09. Tender
10. Girls And Boys
11. Charmless Man
12. She's So High
13. Country House
14. To The End
15. On Your Own
16. This Is A Low
17. For Tomorrow
18. Music Is My Radar


BEETLEBUM
 
Beetlebum  
What you done  
She's a gun  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
Get nothing done  
You beetlebum  
Just get numb  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
And when she lets me slip away  
She turns me on and all my violence is gone  
Nothing is wrong  
I just slip away and I am gone  
Nothing is wrong  
She turns me on  
I just slip away and now I am gone  
Beetlebum  
Because you're young  
She's a gun  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
She'll suck your thumb  
She'll make you cum'  
Coz' she's your gun  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
He's on, he's on, he's on it


SONG 2

I got my head checked  
By a jumbo jet  
It wasn't easy but nothing is  
no  
When I feel heavy metal  
And I'm pins and I'm needles  
Well, I lie and I'm easy  
All the time but I am never sure  
why I need you  
Pleased to meet you  
I got my head down  
When I was young  
It's not my problem  
It's not my problem  
When I feel heavy metal  
And I'm pins and I'm needles  
Well, I lie and I'm easy  
All the time but I am never sure  
why I need you  
Pleased to meet you  
Yeah Yeah  
Yeah Yeah  
Yeah Yeah  
Oh Yeah  


THERE'S NO OTHER WAY

You're taking the fun 
Out of everything 
Making me run
When I don't want to think
You're taking the fun 
Out of everything 
I don't want to think at all
There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do 
Is watch them play
You're taking the fun 
Out of everything
You're making it clear 
When I don't want to think
You're taking me up 
When I don´t want to go up anymore
I'm just watching it all
There's no other way 
There's no other way
All that you can do 
ls watch them play
I'll watch you play


THE UNIVERSAL

This is the next century 
The universal is free 
You can find it anywhere 
Yes, the future has been sold 
Every night we are gone 
And to karaoke songs 
We like to sing along 
Although the words are wrong
It really, really, really could happen 
When the days seem to fall straight through you 
Just let them go 
No one here is alone 
Satellites in every home 
The universal is here 
Here for everyone 
Every paper that you read 
Says tomorrow is your lucky day 
Well, here's your lucky day


COFFEE & TV

Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored
One of many zeros
Kicked around bored
Your ears are full but your empty
Holding out your heart
To people who never really
Care how you are
So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm goin blind
And i'm braindead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away from this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again
Do you go to the country
It isn't very far
There's people there who will hurt you
Cos of who you are
Your ears are full of the language
There's wisdom there you're sure
'Til the words start slurring
And you can't find the door
So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm goin blind
And i'm braindead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away from this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again
So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm goin blind
And i'm braindead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away from this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again


PARKLIFE

Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as (parklife) 
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through what is known as (parklife)
John's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they love a bit of it (parklife)
Who's that gut lord marching... You should cut down on your porklife mate... Get some exercise
(chorus) 
All the people 
So many people 
They all go hand in hand 
Hand in hand through their parklife
Know what I mean 
I get up when I want except on wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
(parklife) 
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea and I think about leaving the house (parklife) 
I feed the pigeons I sometimes feed the sparrows too it gives me a sense of enormous well being (parklife) 
And then I'm happy for the rest of the day safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it (parklife)
(chorus)
Parklife (parklife) parklife (parklife)
It's got nothing to do with vorsprung durch technic you know 
And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round parklife (parklife)
(chorus x 2)


END OF THE CENTURY

She said there's 
Ants in the carpet
Dirty like monsters 
Eating all the morsels 
Picking up the rubbish
Give her effervescence 
She needs a little sparkle 
Good morning TV 
You're looking so healthy
(chorus) 
And we all say 
Don't want to be alone 
We wear the same clothes 
Because we feel the same 
And kiss with dry lips 
When we say goodnight 
End of the century... it's nothing special
Sex on the TV 
Everybody's at it 
And the mind gets dirty 
As you get closer to thirty 
He gives her a cuddle 
They're glowing in a huddle 
Good night TV you're all made up
And you know that
(chorus)
Can you eat her 
yes you can
(chorus)


NO DISTANCE LEFT TO RUN

It's over
You don't need to tell me
I hope you're with someone who makes you
Feel safe in your sleeping tonight
I won't kill myself, trying to stay in your life
I got no distance left to run
When you see me
Please turn your back and walk away
I don't want to see you
Cos i know the dreams that you keep is wearing me
When your coming down, think of me here
I got no distance left to run
It's over, I knew it would end this way
I hope you're with someone who makes you feel
That this life is the night
And it settles down, stays around
Spends more time with you
I got no distance left to run


TENDER

Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is the day
The demons go away
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2
Tender is the ghost
The ghost I love the most
Hiding from the sun
Waiting for the night to come
Tender is my heart
I'm screwing up my life
Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2
Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is my heart you know
I'm screwing up my life
Oh Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on
Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on
Love's the greatest thing
That we have
I'm waiting for that feeling
I'm Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come
Oh my baby
Oh my baby
Oh why
Oh my
x2


GIRLS & BOYS

Street's like a jungle 
So call the police 
Following the herd 
Down to Greece 
On holiday
Love in the 90's
Is paranoid 
On sunny beaches 
Take your chances looking for
(Chorus) 
Girls who are boys 
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls 
Who do girls like they're boys 
Always should be someone you really love
Avoiding all work 
Because there's none available 
Like battery thinkers 
Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers 
Nothing is wasted 
Only reproduced 
Get nasty blisters 
Du bist sehr schön 
But we haven't been introduced
(Chorus)


CHARMLESS MAN

I met him in a crowded room 
Where people go to drink away their gloom 
He sat me down and so began the story of a charmless man 
Educated the expensive way he knows his claret from a beaujolais 
I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray 
But then nature didn't make him that way
He thinks his educated airs those family shares 
Will protect him, that we will respect him 
He moves in circles of friends 
Who just pretend that they like him
He does the same to them and when you put it all together 
There's the model of a charmless man
He knows the swingers and their cavalry 
Says he can get in anywhere for free 
I began to go a little cross eyed 
And from this charmless man i just had to hide
He talks at speed he gets nose bleeds 
He doesn't see his days 
Are tumbling down upon him 
And yet he tries so hard to please 
He's just so keen for you to listen
But no one is listening 
And when you put it all together 
There's the model of a charmless man


SHE'S SO HIGH

I see her face everyday 
I see her face 
It doesn't help me
I see her face everyday 
I see her face 
It doesn't help me
She's so high 
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high 
I want to crawl all over her
I think of her everyday 
I think of her 
lt doesn't help me
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She doesn't help me
She's so high 
I want to crawl all over her


COUNTRY HOUSE

(So the story begins)
City dweller successful fella 
thought to himself 
oops I've got a lot of money 
I'm caught in a rat race terminally 
I'm a professional cynic 
But my hearts not in it 
I'm paying the price of livlng life at the legal limit 
Caught up in the centuries anxiety
It preys on him he's getting thin
Now he lives in a house a very big house in the country 
Watching afternoon repeats 
And the food he eats in the country 
He takes all manners of pills 
And piles up analyst bills in the country 
It's like an animal farm, 
Lots of rural charm in the country
Now he's got morning glory life's a different story
Everything going jackanory 
In touch with his own mortality 
He's reading balzac knocking back prozac
It's a hellping hand 
That makes you feel wonderfully bland 
Oh, it's the centuries remedy for the faint at heart,
A new start
He lives in a house a very big house in the country
He's got a fog in his chest 
So he needs a lot of rest in the country 
He does'nt drink smoke laugh 
He takes herbal baths in the country 
Oh it's like an animal farm 
But you'll come to no harm in the country
Blow blow me out i am so sad i don't know why


TO THE END

All these dirty words 
They make us look so dumb been
Drinking far too much 
And neither of us mean what we say
(chorus) 
Well you and I 
Collapsed in love 
And it looks like we might have made it, yes it looks like we've made it to the end
What happened to us 
Soon it will be gone forever
Infatuated only with ourselves 
And neither of us can think straight anymore
(chorus x 2)


ON YOUR OWN

Holy man tiptoed his way across the ganges  
The sound of magic music in his ears  
Videoed by a bus load of tourists  
Shiny shell suits on and drinking lemonade  
Now I got a funny feeling which I bought mailorder  
From a man in a teepee in California  
Said he once was that great game show performer  
Then he blew all his money away  
Blew it all away  
So take me home  
don't leave me alone  
I'm not that good  
But I am not that bad  
No psycho killer  
Hooligan guerrilla  
I dream to riot  
Oh you should try it  
I'll eat parole get gold card soul  
My joy of life is on a roll  
And we'll all be the same in the end  
Then you're on your own (2)  
Well we all go happy day glow in the discos  
The sound of magic music in our brains  
Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors  
Says' Lord give me time for I've jumped into space  
I'm in outer space  
So take me home  
Don't leave me alone  
I'm not that good  
But I am not that bad  
No psycho killer  
Hooligan guerrilla 
I dream to riot  
Oh you should try it  
I'll eat parole get gold card soul  
My joy of life is on a roll  
And we'll all be the same in the end  
Then you're on your own (2)


THIS IS A LOW

And into the sea goes pretty england and me 
Around the bay of biscay and back for tea 
Hit traffic on the dogger bank 
Up the thames to find a taxi rank 
Sail on by with the tide and fall asleep 
And the radio says
(chorus) 
This is a low 
But it won't hurt you 
When you are alone it will be there with you 
Finding ways to stay solo
On the tyne forth and cramity 
There's a low in the high forties 
And saturday's locked away on the pier
Not fast enough dear 
on the malin head, blackpool looks blue and red 
And the queen, she's gone round the bend 
Jumped off land's end
(chorus x 3)


FOR TOMORROW

He's a twentieth century boy, with his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow
London ice cracks on a seamless line, 
He's hanging on for dear life 
So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow
Singing la la la la la 
Holding on for tomorrow
She's a twentieth century girl, with her hands on the wheel 
Trying not to make him sick again, 
Seeing what she can borrow
London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes, 
But we're lost on the Westway 
So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow
(chorus)
(middle)
Trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow
She's a twentieth century girl hanging on for dear life 
So we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow
(chorus)
(jim stops and gets ou the car, goes to a house in
Emperors gate, through the door and to his room, then
He puts the tv on, turns it off and makes some tea,
Says modern life it's rubbish, then susan comes into
The room, she's a naught girl with a lovely smile and
Says let's take a drive to primrose hill it's windy
There and the view is so nice, london ice can freeze
Your toes like anyone i suppose)


MUSIC IS MY RADAR

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