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The Sun `Baxter Dury`

Johnny Doesn't like the sun Johnny Doesn't like the sun Sits at home playing with his can Johnny Doesn't like the sun Johnny Doesn't like the sun Sits at home playing with his can No one told us

Leon (feat. JGrrey) `Baxter Dury`

I’ve tried so hard to run, we don’t belong here I’ll find you anywhere in broken glass Why am I condemned because I’m the son of a musician Because I don’t wash or you think I’m too posh, I'm yo heavy

Cocaine Man `Baxter Dury`

14th of June 1912 I woke up feeling sprightly Then I got out of bed, thought mama: "you done me proud" Looked over the kitchen sink Thought wow, that's my house I paid the mortgage, it's mine Got up,

Afternoon `Baxter Dury`

That's the day that all, your friends called I lay down on daddy's chaise longue The day you broke all the rules. Did it matter to you? Did it matter to you?

Leak At The Disco `Baxter Dury`

taking chances I was prepared to dance angles she said nothing at all this was orchestrated And I was commonly aloud my That's when my heart stopped Love was all but broken you But Katie you've lost y...

Claire `Baxter Dury`

Don't waste your life Claire Don't waste your life Claire Don't waste the things that you might do And I love you So Don't waste your bus fare Don't waste your bus fare Don't waste the places you

Trellic `Baxter Dury`

scraped out well Missed the whilepile Both are outside shops She says nothing to us All I know is we're together now together now All I know is we're together now together now and it's cancel part

Isabel `Baxter Dury`

isabel's sleeping i think my mate slept with you when you were in portugal ah ah ah ah ah ah ah she'd broken all her promises and find another place to sleep he's a little boy that never thought about the

Trophies `Baxter Dury`

you boy just go back to bed watch that tv sandwich sleep we will always forgive you tempting to do nothing with you at all underneath your eyes i will trophies of your life you must wake up just breat...

Snooze Button, Gruesome Features `Jam Baxter`

sleepless second from the sea creatures We the undersigned slumbered on the underside of HMS Slash and Burn Sailing through the troubled sky Face up in some swamp as millions of jungle flies slide down

Wake The Town And Tell The People `Les Baxter`

Wake the town and tell the people Sing it to the moon above Wake the town and tell the people Tell them that we're so in love Let's begin the celebration Let's declare a holiday Send the wedding invitation

Leash (Cont.) `Jam Baxter`

in the ends 'till he bounced out Feels weird watching it again Like a fly on the wall, plotting for revenge Cold stomach sank to the bottom of the Thames Sorry you'll never be anonymous again Sorry you'll

Clockwork `Jam Baxter`

time and space Burn your brushes brother, lick the pallet clean Scrub the eyes to wipe away the splash of green See I'll play the singular kid at your exhibition Pissing blood on every canvas till they

Eulogy `Jam Baxter`

Excuse me for intruding in your piece of hell I want to be at the table when the swollen world eats itself Grinning as it's licking the grease from its starving continents Carving the word 'par' in my

Wings Cost Extra `Jam Baxter`

decadent splendour A mere blemish in a scene seldom relished Dogs howl and withering addicts hang at the chemist I shrugged of the lingering grip of the psychedelics And grabbed one his the neck To examine

28 Staples `Jam Baxter`

with the rave crew bright eyes drenched in the dark They were spewing out chewed up news from a few years back, can you hear that Bruv, where the beer at Seventeen teenage kicks to the cranium foot long

Leash `Jam Baxter`

It is often said there is a certain joy in wilful self destruction, a joy only interrupted by the uncomfortable tickle of insects dancing across the nape of the neck Forty four flies on leashes and you

Brains `Jam Baxter`

Deep aquatic excavator dishevelled entertainer One thousand breeds of weasel wrestle on this escalator Tree dwellers leaping out the boughs shouting Get the paper Trunk hugging rebels chucking petals at

Incoming `Jam Baxter`

Hold tight the hangers Wet cement swimmers front crawling through their manors Eye stabbers, neck wringers, skin picking scammers I watched them all sliding down the ladders from the sky Meet your suicidal

Fantastic Man `Jam Baxter`

some rainmaker steez Stained glass jacket with the platinum hood Got the giraffe skin pockets full of acid and kush Look sublime, barbed wire scarf velvet bally Clean set of knives tapped to my teeth

Everything(Feat. Jareth) `Jam Baxter`

There's nothing like a good old fashioned character assassination from the ex The last month seems to have been spent fashioning a crude middle finger for her personal viewing Personally, I thought I was

Vines `Jam Baxter`

have I offended A skinny green bitch, with the pitch black lenses Frog fell and flushed him, inspect the forensics Sons of the sky to a swarm of detectives Dry retchings, purge me a river Sale every beached

Tin Of Worms (Feat. Chester P) `Jam Baxter`

scar tissue's towers burst Burden in the skies with an ill fitting cloud of dirt Skin snapping white mounds of powder spurt out my shirt Spelling out the words 'Young and Foolish' underground A worse

Better (Live) `Tom Baxter`

s not the same, And the only way to say it ? Is say it ? It?s better. I can?t concede, This way I feel, For all the time we spent, together, Forever ? Just gets better . See what I?

Caravan `Jam Baxter`

Kids out in the caravans, somewhere left of everywhere Someone told me all my dead relatives were buried there You will never see me ever sitting still in any chair Running through the desert picking thorns

Filet Mignon (Feat. Dirty Dike) `Jam Baxter`

Is that an MC or a BLT I swear down I can't tell these days I can't tell these days Cause I've been spitting fridge fresh with the full fat bars Ever since I could spell my name my name Is that an MC or

Husk `Jam Baxter`

You ain't the same at all Melt down face the wall The young child chewin his leg with them pendulous eyeballs make you call like Whats the price on a eighth your star prize awaits Let it prize your face

Horsey Don't Snore `Lullaby Baxter`

Horsey, horsey don't you stop Just let your feet go clippety clop, Your tail goes swish And the wheels go round, Giddy up, we're homeward bound.

Santa Claus' Party `Les Baxter`

A christmas tree's so high, it floats right through the sky ! And santa will be there to call "Merry Christmas to you all!" Come on everybody !

The Poor People Of Paris (Jean's Song) (Remastered 2000) `Les Baxter`

I was high and mighty How I laughed at love And the stars above Then you came like a gentle flame And helped me to find my way I was high and mighty And I told my heart Where to stop and start Now I find