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My Best Performance Yet
03:05
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It's such a thrill
To say your name
I perform it
Like a play
Like a dirty word
I should not repeat
But I heard my older brother say
I know you were only teasing
A bit of fun for the holiday season
And I gave you my best performance yet
I'm acting out
A winter stint
The kettle's boiling but
He won't take the hint
Every now and then
One comes along
I don't like surprises
You are fucking up my fun
And you're only teasing
A little joy for the holiday season
Still, I gave you my best performance yet
Put on a show
Dancing at the Christmas party
Break a leg
Trying to get lucky, darling
Say I'm only teasing
Bit of fun for the holiday season
Yes, I'm only teasing
Little joy for the holiday season
Oh I'm only teasing
Bit of fun for the holiday season
And I gave you
My best performance yet
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Pig Hill Dreaming
03:24
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Mother's downstairs and she's fixing
Something to soak up the evening
Every other weekend
Since 2010
I follow my nose to the kitchen
I don't why
You all shit on this town
It's the only home I've got
I'm just a child at the table
Only now my feet touch the floor
And here food is just food
And love is just what we have
And the city cannot starve me anymore
I don't why
You all made me leave
I was happy
Happy
My mother
And me
I'll gladly rest on their laurels
Wake with no memory of dreams
All of these family quarrels
Enough excitement for me
Tell me, what's it for?
Tell me, what's it for?
You look exhausted
I know you're still poor
Tell me, what's it for?
Tell me, what's it for?
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3. |
The Drive Home
02:32
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I know, it’s a dumb thought
But I did consider it, just for a second there
You drive home
Eyes on the road
Even with the windows down
And Springsteen blaring out
The silence between us has never felt so loud
Oh, it’s laughable really
Forgetting how to make light of ourselves
Oh, you take it so seriously
I’m sure I could be anybody else
Blinded by the sun
I know I’m not the one
Your mother never liked me
Was sweet of you to pretend
I make polite conversation
Over the television
But never could keep up with the East End
Oh, it’s laughable really
Forgetting how to make light of ourselves
Oh, you take it so seriously
I’m sure I could be anybody else
Blinded by the sun
I know I’m not the one
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4. |
Magic L8 Ball
03:10
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It sure is lonely here at the end of the night
I’ll be outside
I’ve called a cab, it will be here in 5
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
Why didn’t you tell me
That the outlook was not good?
I can take it
If not I can fake it
You know you can tell me
If I’m just not your kind of girl
Did you shake it?
Did you magic 8 it?
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
Sure is lonely here at the end of the night
I’ll be outside
I’ve called a cab it will be here in 5
It does not have to be over when they clear the floor
For you to decide
I’ve called a cab it will be here in 4
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
You say you’d never do it
Shall we do it?
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
Why didn’t you tell me
That the outlook was not good?
I can take it
If not I can fake it
You know you can tell me
If I’m just not your kind of girl
Did you shake it?
Did you magic 8 it?
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
You say you’d never do it
Shall we do it?
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
You say you’d never do it
But you do it
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5. |
Not Real/ly
03:27
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Try to teach me
To do it neatly
Fold the paper like so
Your favourite flower
By default, mine
I see you everywhere I go
I don’t know you
Not really
Not in the way I should
We could be strangers forever
After all the years spent together
We could be strangers forever
After all the years spent together
I don’t want to fuck it up with you
A plate of apple
Grape and banana
Arrange it to make a face
Sweeter when it’s smiling
Couldn’t stop crying
I lose it every other day
I don’t know you
Not really
Not in the way I’d like
We could be strangers forever
After all the years spent together
We could be strangers forever
After all the years spent together
It’s not about me at all
But I’m gonna show up
Try to be better
I’m gonna show love
I’m gonna show up
Try to be better
I’m gonna show up
I’m gonna show love
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6. |
Ce N'est Que Moi
02:59
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C’est difficile à expliquer
Ce n’est pas la mer à boire
Bien, tout est relatif
Et chacun voit
Midi à sa porte
Comme tu veux
Dérange pas
Ce n’est que moi
C’est difficile à comprendre
Une valise sans poignée
Tu fanfaronnes, surexcité
Mais avec mes idées
Comme un dieu
Comme tu veux
Dérange pas
Ce n’est que moi
Ce n’est que moi
So sorry
Am I speaking in a language you don’t understand ?
Too softly
Too quiet
Speak up woman
Or maybe I’m just not listening at all
Comme tu veux
Comme tu veux
Dérange pas
Ce n’est que moi
It’s only me
As you like
As you were
Comme tu veux
Comme tu veux
Ce n’est que moi
It’s only me, baby
As you like
As you were
Comme tu veux
Ce n’est que moi
Don’t worry yourself
Don’t trouble yourself
Don’t worry yourself
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7. |
Death of the Party
00:57
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The death of the party
I see you’re not ready
And I am easily swayed
Come over to me
You say think it might be
The end of the world outside
I don’t where you came from
And I won’t see you again
We’ve a can of lager between us
So let’s fight this thing ‘til the end
‘Til the very end
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8. |
Bad Dream
02:40
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Won’t you let me make a clean break?
The pain’s so dull when you’re around
It’s been years since I really truly felt something
I don’t know how many years
Use your head, won’t you use your head
You’re on earth, there’s no cure for that
Use your words, for God’s sake use your words
You’re twisting and turning like an acrobat
I know it’s scary but it’s easy baby, really
Walk away and don’t look back
I know it’s scary but it’s easy baby, really
Walk away and don’t look back
I leave the building almost every night
Pack up all my clothes and drive across the city
To a room of my own, my home
It’s a dream I dial up when I need to be alone
I paint the walls my favourite colour
And I never ever smoke cigarettes inside
There’ll be no more dropping ash on the sofa
Tell me off, over and over
I know it’s scary but it’s easy baby, really
Walk away and don’t look back
I know it’s scary but it’s easy baby, really
Walk away and don’t look back
And I feel nothing on the other side
Maybe you were right
And I’m just not the loving kind
And it would be nice
To take it easy for the night
Let’s say everything’s alright
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9. |
Playpen
02:08
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It took everything I had to get up
Please refill my reusable coffee cup
Can’t you see how hard I try to be good?
Does it matter if I really give a shit about it?
Maybe I’m just another smug git about it
And only time will tell
Is it believable when I beg forgiveness?
Could be retrievable if I travel the distance
But 4ft6 by 6ft3
It’s a playpen and a prison and it’s got its hold on me
Have you ever wondered
If you’d cry
At my funeral
Then couldn’t decide
Then panicked
You might be dead inside?
Well don’t worry yourself
You’re probably just fine
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Emily Jane
I wonder if we might be the same
It seems we all say things that we don’t really mean
To look at you through my eyes
It really stings sometimes
I’m happy with my lot
Until I see all that you’ve got
Emily Jane
What can I do to make you crack a smile?
Are you still mad from that time I told you to fuck off in the cereal aisle?
You stormed off in a huff
And I replaced the muesli with the sugar puffs
I don’t know when the game began
But I know that you don’t buy the most expensive brands
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Richard and Thomas
And Keith and Laurence
They’re all talking bollocks
Like it’s the easiest thing in the world
‘Cos if you don’t like football
Then there’s cars or Davina McCall
Or how you like playing football
Just not really watching football
Though I’d make the call
That foot’s not seen a ball in quite some time
At least not in the way that you imply
I guess I’ll take a walk around the block
Nobody’s here for big talk
So we’re scrabbling around for something
Some common ground, well see
I don’t really care Sandra, who
Cuts your hair or where
Harper goes to school or whether
Strictly’s strictly fair
But I think we can agree that Keith’s a little off key
And we’re not touching the buffet unless there’s something gluten free
And then I feel
A little sad for us
A little sad
Can't help but feel
Just a little sad for us
Just a little sad
But I’ll just take a walk around the block
Nobody’s here for big talk
I'm gonna take myself on a walk around the block
Hey Keith
Nobody wants to hear about your big
Car
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