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Let it never be said that romance is dead
cos' there’s so little else occupying my head
There is nothing I need, cept the function to breathe
But I’m not really fussed doesn’t matter to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Due to lack of interest
tomorrow is cancelled
let the clocks be reset and the pendulums held
cos’ theres nothing at all cept' the space in between
Finding out what you’re called and repeating your name
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Could it be could it be that you’re joking with me
And you don’t really see you with me
Could it be could it be that you’re joking with me
And you don’t really see you with me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
what your doing, doing to me
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I can prove anything
I'll make you admit again and again
I can prove anything
The way that it's read again and again
And its only cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
Its only cos you follow what the others do
Its no excuse to say your easily lead
You can choose anything
You choose to lose again and again
You could do anything
Why should you do anything again
And its only cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
Winding yourself up until your turning blue
Repeating everything that you've read
And here we go with the letter
Well can you fix it for me
Cos we need entertainment
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
You can try anything
And no-one would know apart from you and me
You can stop anything
It's starts with just one and turns to two then three
Its only cos you came here with your brothers too
If you came here on your own you'd be dead
Raise a glass or two
You raise a fist or two
Get a shopping basket wrapped round your head
So here we go with the letter
Oh can you fix it for me
24 hour drinking
To keep us all off the streets
So tonight you'll sleep softly in your bed
We are the angry mob
We read the papers everyday day
We like who like
We hate who we hate
But we're also easily swayed
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I can just imagine you and me
Running out of steam
Going through the motions
I have no idea how you know
When I dip my toes
In other people's oceans
You have local knowledge
Of the local area
And that impressed me quite
So I tried that night
We did things I thought you'd like
But that just made it worse
And I impressed you not
Well not a lot
So we started from the start...
When the heat dies down
I'll be back in town
But until that time
I'll be round at mine
When the heat dies down
We'll be back in town
But until that time
I'll be round at mine
When the heat dies down,
When the heat dies down,
When the heat dies down,
When the heat dies down...
I can not imagine growing old
To have and to hold
'Til death do part we told them
Right now I can stroll back 20 years
Spending time at hers
Talking to our mothers
I've got wider knowledge of the world
I just can't face another argument about the rent,
It all seems so important
In the grander scheme of things
But I was purpose built
To not feel guilt
So we ended at the end.
When the heat dies down,
I'll be back in town,
But until that time,
I'll be round at mine
When the heat dies down,
We'll be back in town,
But until that time,
I'll be round at mine
When the heat dies down,
When the heat dies down,
When the heat dies down,
When the heat dies down...
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I remember nights out when we were young
They weren't very good they were rubbish
Running round Highroyds isn't fun
Just teenagers testing their courage
Hanging outside nightclubs in the snow
Not very cool or impressive
They let in all the girls from the year below
No need for ID's with those dresses
Got news from afar
From a girl who knows who we are
Still got my dinner money
She can keep it
Never had a fight that we haven't lost
Not very tough or athletic
Once I had a boxing champ in a headlock
When he gets out I'll regret it
Got keys to a car
Picked up a girl from Boston Spa
Fast food and cinema
It's not worth it
Got word from down south
He'd heard about us word of mouth
We haven't much stayed in touch
Since Highroyds
Let it go, let it go
Cos no ones gonna tell you but a friend
He's gone and he is gone and everybody went along
And nobody was left here in the end
Got news from Uncle Hew
Through a second cousin ???
Too late there's a housing estate
It's called Highroyds
Got a text from an ex
She wants to know when we're in London next
Will you write a song about me
I don't think so
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I won't be the one to disappoint you anymore,
I know, I've said all this and that you've heard
It all before,
The trick is getting you to think that all this was your idea.
And that this was everything you've ever wanted out of here,
Love's not a competition but I'm winning.
I'm not sure what's truly altruistic anymore,
When every good thing that I do is listed and you're keeping score,
Love's not a competition but I'm winning
Love's not a competition but I'm winning
At least I thought I was but there's no way of knowing,
At least I thought I was but there's no way of knowing,
You know what it's like when you're new to the game but I'm not,
I won't be the one to disappoint you,
I won't be the one to disappoint you anymore
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Didn't expect any of this
But it was really nice
Didnt want you to cause a fuss
But it feels alive
So Thank you very much
Its really nice to know
That you enjoyed the show
And I want you to know when to go
Cos this should be a thrill
But it feels like a drill
Now you must let me go, let me go
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
I remember what it was like
And it was really nice
Never thought I would experience this
From the other side
So Thank you very much
It's really nice to know
That you enjoyed the show
And I want you to know when to go
Cos this should be a thrill
But it feels like a drill
Now you must let me go, let me go
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
I just imagine that of you
And there's nothing nothing nothing I can't do
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None of the buildings even look the same,
And underneath them all the shops have changed.
I don't pretend they're in a lot more pain,
Stocking much too young for the professionals to stay in.
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
I'm in tunnel to the north again
Everybody has to talk on the train.
And if you've got nothing thats clever to say,
Nobody's listening to you anyway.
'Cos I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
But it wouldn't be very good.
La la la, la la la la la la la la la, etc.
What you want here?
It doesn't matter!
I don't think that it can be done without you.
What you doing?
It doesn't matter!
But everything that's done is all about you
We convince each other nothing has changed
Nobody else will ever write the same
We're out of ??? thought the stage is not blame
For your protection all the names have been changed
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can do it without you.
But it wouldn't be very good.
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Well it starts as a joke
Like a stick in your spokes
Or removing the bolt of the brakes
Then the bicycle flips
Crushing ribs smashing hips
And he broke every bone in his face
Now you're out of control
And you can't fill the hole
That was left by the thrill of the chase
You're a right piece of work
All the flakes go berserk
Have you forgotten how good they taste
You're my kind of guy
Cos I like your style
And you sound as horrible as me
And I don't mind if you're unkind
Cos you're reminding me of me
As the bicycle race
Gathers speed, gathers pace
And you feel that you're going too fast
Theres a word to the wise
You should take some advice
As the nice guys always finish last
You're my kind of guy
Cos I like your style
And you sound as horrible as me
And I don't mind if you're unkind
Cos you're reminding me of me
You're my kind of guy
Cos I like your style
You sound as horrible as me
And heads will roll
As it takes its toll
On you and me
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Sooooooooooooooooooooooo
Everything is average nowadays
Everything is average nowadays
Everyone would do it if they can
And everything is going down the pan
And everyone is following the craze
And everything is average
Now you say it's getting better
But I don't really see the signs
Said it is too different
You thought it would be suicide
Not much to believe in
Left up on a shelf
So get your coats we're leaving
We'll just do something else
Ohhhh Everything is average nowadays
Everything is average nowadays
And everything is of no consequence
Cos everyone is sitting on the fence
And everything will always stay the same
Cos everything is average
Now you said you didn't mean it
You threw away the book of rules
You thought that we should read it
I wouldn't even know how to
Not much to believe in
Left up on the shelf
So get your coats we're leaving
We'll just do something else
All I need is a ball and a wall
Or a sledge and a hill in heavy weather
All I need is a ball and a wall
A sledge and a hill in heavy weather
Oh oh oh oh etc.
Not much to believe in
Left up on the shelf
So get your coats we're leaving
We'll just do something else
Sooooooooooooooooooooooo
Everything is average nowadays
Everything is average nowadays
Everyone would do it if they can
And everything is going down the pan
And everyone is following the craze
And everything is average nowadays
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We went to the youth club and we looked out of place.
I didn't know where to look
So I, looked at your face.
But you were a boxing champ, and I was a weakling.
You didn't give me a chance,
You gave me a beating.
And I thank you very much that you did.
And as the time went by we stayed out of trouble,
Before I could realise my age had doubled.
The man I became is a tragic bore,
And he's not a boxing champ anymore.
If there's one thing i've learnt it's to run away,
At least I enjoy what I do today.
And I thank you very much that I do.
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I'm just waiting for
The man to come with all my things
And i'm just waiting for
Another man to take it all
And its not hard to tell
That I learnt my lesson well
And I'm just waiting for
The man to come and go away
What are you waiting for
Get up off your seat
Its just seven days
Feels like a week
What are you moaning for
You got all that you want
Your life could be worse
You could be a nurse
It seems so sensible
For us to keep the purse strings tight
And move the decimals
A couple of places to the right
And its not hard to tell
That I learnt my lesson well
It seems most sensible
But not exactly what we'd like
What are you waiting for
Get up off your seat
Its just seven days
Feels like a week
What are you moaning for
You got all that you want
Our life could be worse
You know, we all could be cursed
I Can't help feel like this
So don't rearrange it
I don't mean to be a dick
I just don't like the changes
I can not help the things I say
You know wouldn't to strangers
But I don't like going away
Cos it puts me in danger
I can tell you now
There ain't a problem can't be solved
With a good old fashioned row
So grit your teeth and stand your ground
And its not hard to tell
That I learnt my lesson well
But I'm still waiting for
The man to come with all my things
What are you waiting for
Get up off your seat
It's just seven days
Feels like a week
What are you moaning for
You got all that you want
Your life could be worse
You could leave in a hearse
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I can't do it any quicker
I don't want it any slicker
As far as the eye can see
Is miles and miles of icy sea.
So try your best
And think about it later
Or you will never know
I don't feel fear anymore
But I can't risk getting mauled
As far as the ear can hear
The wave is coming loud and clear
So try your best
And think about it later
Or you will never know
So try your best
And think about it later
Or you will never know
Which way your life could go
And you'll know when you know
So try your best
And think about it later
Or you will never know
Which way your life could go
And you'll know when you know
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There are many things that I would be proud of
If I'd only invented them such as the wheel
The washing machine and the tumble dryer
On these inventions surely I could retire
I want to retire
No longer required
I want to get by without the man on my back
A tear in my eye
With a heart full of pride
I must go out on a high
And tell nobody why
There are many things that I know I could do
If I'd only have wanted to, such as create
The perfect soulmate everyone would admire
On this creation surely I could retire
I want to retire
No longer required
I want to get by without the man on my back
A tear in my eye
With a heart full of pride
I must go out on a high
And not to answer to why
I want to retire
Inform the suppliers
I'll leave the party in style
And not to be carried out
Without a cloud in the sky
I Got my fingers in pies
A Golden watch on my side
Will measure my free time
Now my place in History is surely assured
I will be remembered here forever more
Brand new product in place and a potential buyer
Up on this next transaction surely I could retire
I want to retire
No longer required
I want to get by without the man on my back
A tear in my eye
With a heart full of pride
I must go out on a high
And not to answer to why
I want to retire
Inform the suppliers
I'll leave the party in style
And not to be carried out
Without a cloud in the sky
I Got my fingers in pies
A Golden watch on my side
Will measure my free time
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