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Anything that you wanna do, anyplace that you wanna go
Don't need permission for everything that you want
Any taste that you feel is right
Wear any clothes just as long as they're bright
Say what you want, 'cos this is a new art school
Do what you want if it takes your mind
Better do it now, 'cos you won't have time
And never worry if people laugh at you
The fools only laugh 'cos they envy you
Time is motion and the hands are fast
Young words are mumbled, they don't always last
It's up to us to be sure they understand
Who makes the rules that make people select
Who is to judge that your ways are correct
The media as watchdog is absolute shit
The TV telling you what to think
Anything that you wanna do, anyplace that you wanna go
Don't need permission for everything that you want
Any taste that you feel is right
Wear any clothes just as long as they're bright
Say what you want, 'cos this is a new art school
Do what you want, 'cos this is the new art school
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Knew the time to leave had come when you pointed out your ring
Never could see what was in this matrimony thing
Baby, baby, baby you sure made a noise when I left
And your father started shouting lest you ironed my shirts
'fore I left
Would've liked to explain first but it was a split decision thing
Couldn't see me settling down with a mortgage and a kid
Now I hear you've been looking for me
Combing every single inch
You'll probably find me in Hyde Park
Try the hotel first then a bench
Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address
I didn't mean to make you cry but I know it's for the best
Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address
It's OK being in love girl, but then fun is second best
No one's gonna tie me down
Nobody tell me what to do
Don't you see I've got to be free
Sorry baby that's the way it is - get with me
I said maybe!
I didn't mean to break your heart and I know it's not your choice
Better think of it this way, there's other fools to entice
That's right!
Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address
I didn't mean to make you cry but I know it's for the best
Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address
It's OK being in love girl, but then fun is second best
Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address
I didn't mean to make you cry but I'm sure it's for the best
Baby, baby, baby I've changed my address
It's OK being in love girl, but then fun is second best
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Well come on pretty baby
won't you walk with me
come on pretty baby
won't you talk with me
come on baby
give me one more chance
try to save me and our romance
Slow down
Baby,
I'm not movin'away too fast
you better give me a little love,
give a little love
baby what I love the best
So I used to walk you home
baby after school
carry your books home too
and now you got a boyfriend
down the street
baby what you tryin' to do?
you better slow down
Babe,
I'm not movin'away too fast
you better give a little love,
give a little love
baby what I love the best
Solo
So your a little lover
tell the way I do
come on pretty baby
walk two by two
I'll let you love me
your so fine child
the best woman I've ever had
slow down
Babe,
I'm not movin'away too fast
you better give a little love,
give a little love
baby what I love the best
slow down
slow down
slow down
slow down baby
slow down
slow down
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Saw a girl that I used to know
I was deep in thought at the time
To recognise the face at first
'Cause I was probably looking at mine
Well she was the only girl I've ever loved
But my folks didn't dig her so much
I was young
This is serious
To me she was the world (she was my world now)
I thought I'd never live without her,
But I got by in time
Well let me tell you now,
Saw a guy that I used to know
Man he'd changed so much
I think it hurt him to say 'hello',
'Cause he hardly opened his mouth
Yeah well he was my best friend a few years ago
Truly inseperable
We were young
We were full of ideals
We were gonna pull this whole world
But something happened
I didn't know why
But that's the way that it goes.
I suppose,
What you say - what you do
Don't mean nothing, nothing at all
And all the bonds you make between ya
Can be broken any time you want now
Please tell me if my philosophy's wrong
I've got to know the truth
I don't mean to offend anyone but,
You know it's something that I do, oh-
So nice to see you tonight,
And I'm so glad that you came
Some of the people standing outside, say
Sure feel the same
Yeah my point is in a round about way
Given time he'll always forget
'Cause the memories
That ... me on
To me everything (you're everything now)
And it always will be mine, yeah
And no one can take them away
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Things are getting just too cozy for me
And I see people as they see me
Gonna break away and gain control
You free your mind
You free your soul
I was the type who knocked at old men
(history's easy)
Who together at tables sit and drink beer
(somewhere is really)
Then I saw that I was really the same
So this link's breaking away from the chain
Away from the numbers
Away from the numbers
Is where I'm gonna be
Away from the numbers
Away from the numbers
Is where I am free
I was sick and tired of my little niche
Well gonna break away and find where life is
And all those fools I thought were my friends
(coaching is easy)
They now stare at me and don't see a thing
(reality's so hard)
Till their life is over and they start to moan
How they never had the chance to make good
Away from the numbers
Away from the numbers
Is where I'm gonna be
Away from the numbers
(away from the numbers)
Away from the numbers
Is where I am free
Is where I am free
Is where I'm gonna be
Is reality
Reality's so hard, reality's so hard...
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Batman
Batman
Batman, Batman, Batman
Batman
Batman
Batman, Batman, Batman
Batman
Batman
Batman, Batman, Batman
Ba la la la la la la la la la la la la la Batman
Batman
Batman
Batman
Batman
Batman
Batman
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In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you
But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
I wanna say, I wanna tell you
About the young ideas
But you turn them into fears
In the city there's a thousand faces all shining bright
And those golden faces are under 25
They wanna say, they gonna tell ya
About the young idea
You better listen now you've said your bit-a
And I know what you're thinking
You still think I am crap
But you'd better listen man
Because the kids know where it's at
In the city there's a thousand men in uniforms
And I hope the never have the right to kill a man
We wanna say, we gonna tell ya
About the young idea
And if it don't work, at least we said we've tried
In the city, in the city
In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you
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Sounds from the street, sounds so sweet
What's my name?
It hurts my brain to think
Sounds from the city, sound so pretty
Young bands playing
Young kids digging - And I dig them
The USA's got the sea
Yeah, but the British kid's got the streets I don't mind, the city's right
Sounds from the street, sounds just fine
I know I come from Woking and you say I'm a fraud
But my heart's in the city, where it belongs
Words from the voices
Rock and roll rejoices
It's something new, it's something young for a change
Sounds from the street, they sound so sweet
They gotta take notice
Why should they stop us? We don't need them
We're never gonna change a thing
And the situation's rapidly decreasing
But what can I do?
I'm trying to be true
That's more than you, at least I'm doing something
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Non-stop dancing, truly out on the floor
Non-stop moving, baby, baby
Still you scream out for more
We don't care if it rains or shines
Cause everything's fine inside, when we're dancing
Non-stop dancing
I said, non-stop loving, with my girl by my side
Everything's just cool, now baby, baby
She's the sweetest thing I know
I don't even mind guys trying to compete
I know our love's as strong as the beat, when we're dancing
Non-stop dancing
People say we're wasting our time
They don't seem to understand
Cause when you're dancing all night long
It gives you the feeling that you belong
Non-stop dancing, I'm truly out of my head
But I ain't sleepy, baby, baby
You see the dance is my bed
Things are really getting wild
The kids are screaming for that James Brown style, when we're dancing
Non-stop dancing
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Whatcha trying to say that haven't tried to say before
You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gass
Why don't you fuck off?
And you think you've got it worked out
And you think you've got it made
And you trying to play the hero
But you never walk home in the dark
I think it's time for truth
And the truth is you've lost uncle Jimmy
Admit your failure and decline with honour while you can
And you think you've got it sussed out
And you think that we're brain washed
And you're trying for a police state
So you can rule our body and minds
What ever happend to the great empire?
You bastards haved turned it into manure
Time for the young to stick together now
I bet you sleep at night with silk sheets and a clean mind
While killers roam the streets in numbers dressed in blue
And you're trying to hide it from us
But you know what I mean
Bring forward those six pigs
We wanna see them swing sod high
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Well come on pretty baby you know what I like now
You're shakin' all over and it's feeling alright now
You're rockin' and rollin' and I don't know what to say
But daddy's little cat's gonna rock all day
Well come on pretty woman you know what I mean now
The beat's just screaming right thru' your head
You're shakin' my heart, you're shakin' my soul -
I just go crazy when you rock-n-roll
There you go takin' my love from me
There you go takin' my love from me
Drive you home my country rose now
Hold you tight never let you go now
Kissing and huggin' outside your door
Til your pa sees and wants no more
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Bricks and mortar, reflecting social change,
Cracks in the pavement, reveal cravings for success
Why do we try to hide our past
By pulling down houses and build car parks
Windows and mirrors like a two-way glass
This is progress, nothing stands in its path
Yellow bulldozers, the donkey jackets and J.C.B.'s
While hundreds are homeless they're constructing a parking space
Why do they have to knock them down
And leave the site dormant for months on end?
Who has the right to make that choice?
A man whose home has cost forty grand
Tell me!
Bricks and mortar, bricks and mortar
Knock 'em down!
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