: It's automatic (It's automatic) I need to unload (Need to unload) Under the pressure (Under the pressure) Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road
: 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
: The suburbs they are dreaming They're a twinkle in her eye She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye She wears a low cut T-shirt Runs
: 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
: 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
: Do you feel like a chain-store practically flored One of many zeros kicked around bored Your ears are full, but you're empty holding out your heart
: 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
: 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
: Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges The sound of magic music in his ears Videoed by a bus load of tourists Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking
: (So the story begins) City dweller Successful fella Thought to himself: "Oops, I've got a lot of money Caught in a rat race Terminally I'm a professional
: Tender is the night lying by your side. Tender is the touch of someone that you love to much. Tender is the day the demons go away. Lord, I need to
: 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
: I aint got nothing to be scared off No I aint got nothing to be scared off No I aint got nothing to be scared off Cos I love you I was born out of
: I am the ex-offender They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do Oh no Chorus (x2) (go round, go round, go round
: Gimme good times Gimme soul life Give me fever I'm a believer Give me anything Gimme space brain Gimme music, gimme love I've never seen love Gimme
: And into the sea Goes pretty England and me Round the Bay of Biscay And back for tea Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
: Chorus (x2) Batle (x5) Battle someone, whoo or Completion search (Concaesing slash) Here I love the bow (it's the end of hell) see it all come down
: You really got me seeing you Really got me done y'all Music is my radar Really topped my joy y'all Really topped my radio Really got me done y'all