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Faithless, the Wonder Boy

Francisco — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 07:03:10 +0000

I’ve had these jeans since I was born
And now they’re ripped
And now they’re torn
And all my friends have skateboards

I want the toys of other boys
I want a knife and a gun and things
But mum and dad will not give in

And I can’t put the needle in
I can’t put the needle in
I can’t put the needle in

And now I know just what it is
It’s called disease and it’s got my head
It always runs where I hide

Too scared to talk, too scared to try
Too scared to know the reasons why
And all my friends say bye bye

And I can’t put the needle in
I can’t put the needle in
I can’t put the needle in

Coke Babies

Francisco — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 06:58:44 +0000

Easy living, easy hold
Easy teething, easy fold
Easy listening, easy love
easy answers, to easy questions

Easy tumble, easy doll
Easy rumble, easy fall
I get up on easy love
I get up on easy questions

Anyone Can Play Guitar

Francisco — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 06:52:21 +0000

Destiny, destiny
Protect me from the world
Destiny, hold my hand
Protect me from the world

Here we are with our running and confusion
And I don’t see no confusion anywhere

And if the world does turn
And if London burns
I’ll be standing on the beach
With my guitar

I want to be in a band
When I get to heaven
And anyone can play guitar
And they won’t be a nothing anymore

Grow my hair, grow my hair
I am Jim Morrison
Grow my hair, I wanna be,
Wanna be, wanna be Jim Morrison

Here we are with our running and confusion
And I don’t see no confusion anywhere

And if the world does turn
And if London burns
I’ll be standing on the beach
With my guitar

I want to be in a band
When I get to heaven
And anyone can play guitar
And they won’t be a nothing anymore

Thinking About You

Francisco — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 06:51:03 +0000

Been thinking about you
Your records are here
Your eyes are on my wall
Your teeth are over there
But I’m still no-one
And you’re now a star
What do you care?

Been thinking about you
And there’s no rest
Shit I still love you
Still see you in bed
But I’m playing with myself
What do you care?
When the other men are far, far better

All the things you’ve got
All the things you need
Who bought you cigarettes?
Who bribed the company
To come and see you honey?

I’ve been thinking about you
So how can you sleep?
These people aren’t your friends
They’d paid to kiss your feet
They don’t know what I know
Why should you care
When I’m not there?

Been thinking about you
And there’s no rest
Shit I still love you
Atill see you in bed
But I’m playing with myself
What do you care
When I’m not there?

All the things you’ve got
You’ll never need
All the things you’ve got
I’ve bled and I bleed to please you

I’ve been thinking about you

Creep

Francisco — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 06:46:49 +0000

When you were here before
I couldn’t look you in the eye
You’re just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You’re so fucking special

But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here

I don’t care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
When I’m not around
You’re so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here, oh, oh

She’s running out again
She’s running out
Run, run, run, run!
Run!

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You’re so fucking special
I wish I was special

But I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong here