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Modern History `The Auteurs`

Well the desk porter laughed News of our legend and our exploits Travelled far From bell-hop to hired car All this and more Modern History On the third floor So is this where he died?

Future Generation `The Auteurs`

The future generation Will take me by the hand To the common in my home grond This is the story of the band Wet weekends and New Year parties You know I mean it from the heart The next generation Will

Fear Of Flying `The Auteurs`

you may be wary of fallen stars they're always poking around in the dark the aeriel view of a dying man screaming out can you help me invisible man you must be wary of ghosts in the dark they know all

The Upper Classes `Auteurs`

Some of the clothes you stole from your lover's home Make you glow in the dark Make you light up the room on your own Formative years were a drag But we passed the time somehow I'm in cahoots with

After Murder Park `Auteurs`

After Murder Park - Auteurs Esme could you shut the door And put the oil lamp on the floor I feel it coming on again Just like it did on saturday Voices after murder park In the damp in the dark

Unsolved Child Murder `Auteurs`

People 'round here don't like to talk about it Presumed dead Unsolved Child Murder Since they dragged the lake you know they seemed au-fait cordoned off some wood and gave the photo to a psychic

A Sister Like You `Auteurs`

Two sisters sighed Said, 'We might as well be lovers We're so close Just like blood brothers' And the horse guard died I lost all power She said to me 'Dis, you come down in the shower' Their mother

Modern Vision `Goose`

allow without the need of iron hands my head ejects the final memories you are to be announced in history mix down, transport the light that indicates conduct, erase the years that injure you new

Modern Mystery `Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin`

gone I've got a job that I can't keep working on Yeah I think you are so annoying That's why you get so disappointing I swear you are so important Nothing you do is pointless Yeah There is no modern

The Rubettes `The Auteurs`

(Sugar baby love) Another night alone, a manic episode Underneath the covers with the lights out Doo wah, where did the sad songs go?

Modern Day Moses `Kendall Payne`

a modern day moses, waking the streets with shouts of glory, blistered feet hes met the maker, hes met the reason hes alive and hes on fire inside a modern day mother, living in the slums feeding the hungrey

The South Will Rise Again `The Auteurs`

How does the magic move around you? How does the magic move around you?

School `The Auteurs`

I am waiting for a man To collect me from the station He will drive me past your house And the bridge and the precinct Later on he'll stuff my mouth With flies, sit astride me I am waiting for

The Upper Classes `The Auteurs`

Some of the clothes you stole from your lovers home Make you glow in the dark - make you light up The room on your own Formative years were a drag but we passed the time somehow I'm in cahoots with the

Lights Out `The Auteurs`

Lights out, come on baby, turn the lights out Romeo and Juliet, we can be like them Come on, Leslie, turn the lights out Lights out, last exit on the motorway Drive out to the woods turn on the radio

Lenny Valentino `The Auteurs`

There were mourners on the street Of every shape and size The motorcade came down from redondo Assassins on the corner tried to throw you a line You dirty-mouth comic rodolfo Lenny valentino reside The

After Murder Park `The Auteurs`

esme could you shut the door and put the oil lamp on the floor i feel it coming on again just like it did on saturday voices after murder park in the damp in the dark maybe we should call the law maybe

Child Brides `The Auteurs`

when i first saw the child brides two bridegroom boys at their side genevieve in union with -holy communion marriane the younger wife and the child brides went down to the water neptune calls out to his

Married To A Lazy Lover `The Auteurs`

sack the maid - put her in chains until she say's that it's painless and I couldn't care less twenty years married to a lazy lover twenty years mixing alcohol and downers sack the maid for dealing in state

Johnny & The Hurricanes `The Auteurs`

Ah, ho, ho, ho Ah, ho, oh, oh Ah, ho, ho, ho Ah, ho, oh, oh This is Nero calling out to God and the kids This is the kiss off kiss from the one they missed Are four young men gonna change the world again

New French Girlfriend `The Auteurs`

Want a girl to hold my hand When the plane lands When the cracks appear in the plan And the rocks turn into sand Better call my new French girlfriend Make an call international All around the world Money

Early Years `The Auteurs`

Early years were a shroud man Only a grey cloud Shot in the dark Hanging out with your dad His plans for revenge In some hick-town caravan park Never keep a good one down Early years were a dreadnought

How I Learned To Love The Bootboys `The Auteurs`

I'm in love A rat tailed girl Scared to dance Our church hall But it's better than being bitch Slapped in the shrubbery While the teatime classes Watching I TV Chartbusters, Bootboys All right, oh yeah

Idiot Brother `The Auteurs`

They were hanging on For grim life They were clutching at straws They were sure That the ship was at port As it sailed far from shore They were keen philosophers They were keen on hurt They were like A

Tombstone `The Auteurs`

taking out the garbage at the columbia hotel nobody got a ticket out of cripple town better call suspension - bakelite and dial we'll take the fucking building out - baader meinhof style every day, every

Modern Man `ATMOSPHERE`

[Chorus 2x] I will show you all you need to know You must hold on to anyone that wants you And I will love you through simple and the struggle But girl you gotta understand the modern man must hustle

Chinese Bakery `The Auteurs`

She's going downtown, but she comes from uptown Where the brokers and the dealers - socialise She's going downtown Cos she's a poet And the Chinese bakery's open all night Toulouse Lautrec called up today

1967 `The Auteurs`

"In 1967 In 1967 The clock's ticking by, I'm thirty five I think we should have a child soon In 1967 No pop in our record collection The Beatles and Stones mean nothing to us I think we should count

Dead Sea Navigators `The Auteurs`

their legend lay in tatters from perth to john o'groats the dead sea navigators should've been seperated at birth and of course i loved them dearly and i miss them now they're gone the dead sea navigators

Land Lovers `The Auteurs`

in a basement flat lying undercover in a head full of height were a couple of lovers i'll buy you some energy i'll buy you a beer hotfoot it downtown if you move i'll shoot land lovers - terrified of the