Edited: Vertical Horizon - Everything You Want. It turns out that I’d posted this twice.
This is the next century
Where the universal’s free
You can find it anywhere
Yes, the future’s been sold
Every night we’re gone
And to karaoke songs
How we like to sing along
’though the words are wrong
It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go
No-one here is alone
Satellite’s in every home
Yes, the universal’s here
Here for everyone
Every paper that you read
Says tomorrow’s your lucky day
Well, here’s your lucky day
It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
If the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go.
Ends, some people will rob their mother
For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends
I knew this cat named Darrell, he didn’t have a dollar
He was Harvard material, Ivy League scholar
Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A.
But now he’s waiting tables cause there’s rent to pay
Companies downsizing, inflation’s rising
Can’t find a job, he’s feeling kind of stressed
Doesn’t even feel the effects when he says
Forgot to count how many times he been blessed
So he falls off track, starts smoking the crack
And once it hits his brain, it starts to chain react
He sells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet
He’s losing all his teeth, now he’s out in the street
And all of sudden he’s like Jesse James
Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains
But he’s from business school, and he’s nervous with the tool
So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool
For the ends, some people will rob their mother
For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends
I knew this chick named Sally, she had a nice strut
And everywhere that I went, she was up in the cut
Swinging that butt, like place your ad here
Only rapped the benz, and rocked the fly gear
Brand name wearing, champagne waving
Jewels around the neck, a life style she’s craving
Ain’t no saving, she’s doing enough spending
If you do the lending, she’ll do the bending
Straight machine vending, it’s money for tail
Shopping sprees get her on her knees
And if you hit her with keys to your crib, you acting funny
Come home one day, find her counting out your money
From the Wetlands, all the way to the Apollo
If you’re broke she’s spittin, and if you’re rich she might swallow
For the ends, some people will rob their mother
For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends
I knew these two homeboys, that made a lot of noise
Making money on the block, kids was on they jock
They was tougher than leather like Reverend Run
DMC, they was toting guns
Holdin’ weight, goin’ out of state
Stackin’ mad chips, and pushin’ phat whips
Fly jewels and clothes, and got no job
And then one dissapeared, and one got robbed
For the ends, some people will rob their mother
For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends.
Jock’s got a vote in parochia,
Ten long years and he’s still got her,
Paying tax and doing stir,
Worry about it later.
And the wind blows hot and the wind blows cold,
But it blows us good so we’ve been told,
Music’s food ‘til the art-biz folds,
Let them all eat culture.
The past is steeped in shame,
But tomorrow’s fair game,
For a life that’s fit for living
Good morning Britain.
Twenty years and a loaded gun,
Funerals, fear and the war ain’t won,
Paddy’s still a figure of fun,
It lightens up the danger.
Corporal sneers at a catholic boy,
And he eyes his gun like a rich man’s toy,
He’s killing more than Celtic joy
Death is not a stranger.
Taffy’s times gonna’ come one day,
It’s a loud sweet voice and it won’t give way
A house is not a holiday,
Your sons are leaving home Neil.
In the hills and the valleys and far away,
You can hear the song of democracy,
The echo of eternity,
With a rak-a-rak-a-feel.
The past is steeped in shame,
But tomorrow’s fair game,
For a life that’s fit for living
Good morning Britain.
From the Tyne to where to the Thames does flow,
My English brothers and sisters know,
It’s not a case of where you go,
It’s race and creed and colour.
From the Police cell to the deep dark grave,
On the undergrounds, just a stop away,
Don’t be too black, don’t be too gay,
Just get a little duller.
But in this green and pleasant land,
Where I make my home, I’ll make my stand
Make it cool just to be a man,
A uniform’s a traitor.
Love is international
And if you stand or if you fall,
Just let them know you gave your all,
Worry about it later.
The past is steeped in shame,
But tomorrow’s fair game,
For a life that’s fit for living
Good morning Britain.
Ring, ring the bells,
Wake the town,
Everyone is sleeping.
Shout at the crowd,
Wake them up,
This anger’s deeper than sleep.
Got to keep awake to what is happening,
I can’t see a thing through my ambition,
I no longer feel my God is watching over me.
Got to tell the world we’ve all been dreaming,
This is not the end, a new beginning,
I no longer feel my God is watching over me.
Break, break the code,
Concentrate,
Let the doors swing open.
See through all your walls,
All your floors,
Now you’re in deeper than sleep.
Got to keep awake to what is happening,
I can’t see a thing through my ambition,
I no longer feel my God is watching over me.
Got to tell the world we’ve all been dreaming,
This is not the end, a new beginning,
I no longer feel my God is watching over me.
When you let me fall,
Grew my own wings,
Now I’m as tall as the sky.
When you let me drown,
Grew gills and fins,
Now I’m as deep as the sea.
When you let me die,
My spirit’s free,
There’s nothing challenging me.
There’s a girl that wants to start,
Been thinking about having a couple of kids.
Comb a brush around their heads in the morning,
To be needed, simply and be needing.
Her name is Carrie,
Been on the road for so long.
She wants to live in a place that has a number and a name,
Find lovers and cry before the courage is gone.
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, I tell you.
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, I tell you.
To live life outside of the world,
To break the cross that bears her name.
She’s not your queen any more, queen of the highway,
Needs something better than learning away
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, I tell you.
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, Prescilla,
She really loves him, I tell you.
Gone away,
Queen of the Highway.
Gone away.
Gone away,
Queen of the Highway.
Gone away.
We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody’s watching
We might take it home
We might make out when nobody’s there
It’s not that we’re scared
It’s just that it’s delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you’ve borrowed
From the only place you’ve know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
We might live like never before
When there’s nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you’ve borrowed
From the only place you’ve know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you’ve borrowed
From the only place you’ve know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
I’m feeling a bit moody today, you might be able to tell.
All these people are laughing at him
And although he tries, it’s getting to him
And if he sees just one more grin
He won’t be held responsible
The city’s closing in on him
And everywhere’s getting smaller and smaller
And his fingers are getting itchy now
And he won’t be held responsible, so…
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
No don’t you freak him out
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (blow you away)
See his eyes, they’re bloodshot red
And bloodshot’s what you’re going to be
It’s not the fact that he’s following you
It’s that he’s not trying to hide, that’s what’s bothering you
The city’s closing in on him
And everywhere’s getting smaller and smaller
And his fingers are getting itchy now
And he won’t be held responsible, so…
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
No don’t you freak him out
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (blow you away)
Now he’s getting up really close
Can you feel his breath upon your neck?
Now he’s listening into your thoughts
Now’s the time to be a nervous wreck
The city’s closing ion on him
And everywhere’s’s getting smaller and smaller
And his fingers are getting itchy now
And he won’t be held responsible, so…
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Don’t freak him out
Before he blows his top
Don’t freak him out
No don’t you freak him out
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Mr. Psycho
He’ll blow you away (blow you away)
I don’t see how another day’s gonna make us change our minds,
So why don’t we go separate ways and save us a bit of time?
We can’t go on trying living behind this worn out and thin disguise,
I don’t want to try talking it out I don’t need another fight,
It just won’t work when
All I want is a little peace and quiet.
All I want is a little peace and quiet.
I just don’t wanna live this way cause lately we’re up all night,
I can’t speak free when your in my face and I don’t like to be unkind.
But constantly you try and turn it around when clearly its black and white,
Something’s gone and now I’m feeling down cause I’ve been here a million times,
It just won’t work when,
All I want is a little peace and quiet.
All I want is a little peace and quiet.
It was just before dawn
One miserable morning in black forty-four
When the Forward Commander was told to sit tight
When he asked that his men be withdrawn
And the Generals gave thanks
As the others ranks
Held back the enemy tanks for a while
And the Anzio Bridgehead was held for the price
Of a few hundred ordinary lives
And kind old King George
Sent Mother a note
When he heard that Father was gone
It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll
With gold leaf and all
And I found it one play
In a drawer of old photographs
Hidden away
And my eyes still grow damp
To remember His Majesty
Signed with own rubber stamp
It was dark all around
There was frost in the ground
When the tigers broke free
And no one survived
From the Royal Fusiliers Company C
They were all left behind
Most of them dead
The rest of them dying
And that’s how the High Command took my Daddy from me
I had a little cry listening to this today. Rather apt really.
Sometimes I get to feelin’
I was back in the old days - long ago
When we were kids when we were young
Thing seemed so perfect - you know
The days were endless we were crazy we were young
The sun was always shinin’ - we just lived for fun
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don’t know
The rest of my life’s been just a show
Those were the days of our lives
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing is true
When I look and I find I still love you
You can’t turn back the clock you can’t turn back the tide
Ain’t that a shame
I’d like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride
When life was just a game
No use in sitting and thinkin’ on what you did
When you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don’t know
Better sit back and go with the flow
Cos these are the days of our lives
They’ve flown in the swiftness of time
These days are all gone now but some things remain
When I look and I find no change
Those were the days of our lives - yeah
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing’s still true
When I look and I find
I still love you
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