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Seconds The Dignity of Labour

Young boy hiding in a locker room A pencil in his hand Grinding circles into the wall He doesn’t understand Why the others treat him as invisible Or they punch him with their smiles He dreams of a place

Liquid The Dignity of Labour

The future could be cut to stone Or pulled across the sky Then all would be predicable No need to prophesy In the liquid state of life Understand, equate In the liquid state of life Ever deviate In the

Simplicity The Dignity of Labour

Transition from the airwaves to the ground Too many voices in the room to believe the sound Token soldier of the ultrasonic rage Press the buttons and you fail to turn the page Simple in the way you modernize

Chant The Dignity of Labour

Chaos in the friendly skies Liberty did shield her eyes And this was one day like any other Before a brother betrayed another Woman trembling cold and pale Taken through the daily mail But this was one

Utopia The Dignity of Labour

When the world outside is cold Visitation to days of old Images of once before Held behind a clever door Revelations intertwined With episodes unkind And every fear Will disappear When you are here If

Relative The Dignity of Labour

He climbs out of the limo Into the stare of a chaperone And a voice I barely recognize Is trading money on the phone I wonder if he'll notice me And the envy on my face Infant in my fascination Longing

Cliche The Dignity of Labour

You set my heart on fire Filled me with sweet desire Burning passion and delight But the flame you started Suddenly departed Now I'm searching alone in the night When did all the words between us fail

Hide The Dignity of Labour

A prisoner of fear In a castle you defend Always harder to pretend Than disappear On the wall like a photograph When three words later they begin to laugh Heads are turning and I feel the heat But there's

Satellite The Dignity of Labour

Yesterday an audience of one No distortion or imperfect harmony But today I stand, staring at the sun Ever blinded by celestial naivety A message sent, and no reply Did you receive the last transmission

XRV The Dignity of Labour

There is a fallacy beyond your shield A fabrication you can't reconcile When all around you crumbles like a brittle tie And the way you keep yourself concealed Is like a vacant threat beside that certain

DIGNITY Bob Dylan

DIGNITY Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel Thin man lookin' at his last meal Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield For dignity Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass Young man lookin' in the shadows

Dignity Joe Cocker

man lookin' through painted glass For dignity Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve Somebody said dignity was the first to leave I went into the city, went into the town Went into the land of the midnight

Dignity Deep Forest

Pull the sword from the sheath Place the wreath beneath the tree of life Honor in the dust the final thrust In which the trust once thrived Now dies Pull the sword from the sheath Place the wreath beneath

Dignity New Politics

You walk the streets Never feel no guilt You make your money selling guns on the playground I'm so ashamed Cause we're all the same Killing in the name money is the game now And you're buying bombs

Joy of Labour motorhead

Joy of Labour (Campbell/Dee/Kilmister) Woke up dead, you know I woke up dead Give me time to get it through my head They hanged me by the neck, I heard the devil laugh I was a nervous wreck, I

Labour Of Love The Kinks

And what started off as all cuddles and kisses Has finally become A labour of love, labour of love.

Labour Of Love Frente!

I dont know, how I bent what you said To what I believe you meant, I dont know anything at all Im standing in the push and shove And Im just within the rescue of the labor of your love I cant do anything

Slaves Of Labour Persuader

Sands of time, an illusion It has begun Remembrance of life was swept from my mind Mourning in silence I've chosen my fate Faith fought by few You'll be alone forever No answer exists Not for me or for

Dignity Hilary Duff

You got the hottest shoes You got those Jimmy Choo's You never get the blues It's always about you Wake up late no time to waste Well check that phone Theres a club too close Wheres your wheres your wheres

seconds Autumn

seconds once ignored - now cherished as they begin to tick away panting, like a dog in the wind throat constricted ha ha swelling as a tumor - i can scarcely breathe my eyes stand in the way

Seconds The Human League

All day Hiding from the sun Waiting for the golden one Waiting for your fame After the parade has gone Outside was a happy place Every face had a smile like the golden face For a second Your

Forlorn Labour Tram

Take me from this forlorn labour For you're no longer worth the time Searching for a dying passion To vindicate the sacrifice There's better ways To spend my days Than waste my life on you No loger

Seconds Human League

All day Hiding from the sun Waiting for the golden one Waiting for your fame After the parade has gone Outside was a happy place Every face had a smile like the golden face For a second Your knuckles white

Dignity Bodyrockers

I've had enough of your voice Can't listen to your lies I'm feeling quite indifferent To your incessant whine Just keep hold of your dignity That's not something to lose on me You'd best keep hold of your

Boston Town Della Mae

Standing on the floor in the city of the spindles Got me a job, lift me up to the middle The offering it painted a very pretty picture Work at the mill, sell the promise of the scripture But a girl like

Labour Of Love Incognito

like this before Promises, I know that they come knockin' at your door But it's me who stays, true to every word and more than this I can give you more I can give you more Chorus: You're living on the

Seconds Beach Fossils

Went to a party, had to break up the fight Then we took off 'cause it fucked up our night Spinning your wheels to the edge of this town She said, "LA's so small when you're looking straight down" [Pre-Chorus

Seconds Le Tigre

Where'd you get all the attention? Your dad's money too base to mention? His coattails are looking word. You've had a nice ride, that's for sure.

Dignity Deacon Blue

There`s a man I meet Walks up our street He`s a worker for the council Has been twenty years And he takes no lip off nobody And litter off the gutter Puts it in a bag And never thinks to

Seconds Pulp

She / she used to live with his brother Now she's an unmarried mother / with another / on the way He's seond rate / twisted out of shape and he looks a state, it costs so much to look this rough They