1.Elephant Song
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
Ever feel so small
Stood in a world that owes you nothing at all
Concrete up to the sky
And a million people living a lie
Ever feel so small
Stood in a world that owes you nothing at all
Concrete up to the sky
And a million people living a lie
Living a lie, living a lie, living a lie
So sing along with the elephant song
So sing along with the elephant song
Ever feel so small
Stood in a world that owes you nothing at all
Concrete up to the sky
And a million people living a lie
Ever feel so small
Stood in a world that owes you nothing at all
Concrete up to the sky
And a million people waiting to die
A million people living a lie
A million people waiting to die
A million people living a lie
(So sing along)
A million people waiting to die
(With the elephant song)
A million people living a lie
(So sing along)
A million people waiting to die
(With the elephant song)
A million people living a lie
(So sing along)
A million people waiting to die
(With the elephant song)
2.No Time For Tears
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
The morning after the revolution
PC 1525 told me there was no real solution
Bruised ribs and a ripped up jacket
Money all in the road, sat by with a big fat Mac
Screaming while I'm on my way home
We're gonna get out the city
We're gonna get out the way
We've got cash in the kitty
We're gonna get on a plane
We're gonna get out the city
We're gonna get out the way
We've got cash in the kitty
We're gonna get on a plane
Gotta get on, gotta get on
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
Gettin' back to a empty flat
Hacked up and even more
Screwed up wrappers from a take away dinner
Scattered all over the floor
This isn't glamorous, it's not rock and roll
This is England on a Saturday night
This is a nation's soul
We're gonna get out the city
We're gonna get out the way
We've got cash in the kitty
We're gonna get on a plane
We're gonna get out the city
We're gonna get out the way
We've got cash in the kitty
We're gonna get on a plane
Gotta get on, gotta get on
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
There's no time for tears
When you live in the real world
3.51st State
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
This is the 51st state
Where democracy has failed
We've a war on our consciences
And blood under our nails
Oil drums but we're still paying at the pump
Oil drums it's a mystery how we got so dumb
Oil drums gotta tell 'em we don't want they're war
Oil drums and then the government will fall
This is the 51st state
Where the people have no voice
We've been looking for a leader
But we never had a choice
Oil drums but we're still paying at the pump
Oil drums it's a mystery how we got so dumb
Oil drums gotta tell 'em we don't want they're war
Oil drums and then the government will fall
4.Sing When You're In Love
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
On dance floors from London to Liverpool
In the dark of the night when the air is cool
Out in the street in the pouring rain
In a concrete jungle that echoes your name
In a hundred hotel rooms where a few hundred sleep
In a thousand cheap boozers where young lovers meet
In a million miles of traffic jams, we waste away time
In a single sad moment when we say our goodbyes
Sing when you're in love, sing when you're out of love
Sing when you're in love, sing when you're out of love
Sing in your bedroom when you go home
Through the broken door to your broken home
Sing to the memory of a different past
Sing to yourself and the bottom of a glass
Sing when you're in love, sing when you're out of love
Sing when you're in love, sing when you're out of love
Sing when you're in love, you're in love, you're in love
Sing when you're out of love
Sing when you're in love, you're in love, you're in love
Sing when you're out of love
Now watch us fall apart, oh here we go
Now watch us fall apart, oh here we go
Now watch us fall apart
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
(Now watch us fall apart)
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
(Sing when you're in love)
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
(Sing when you're in love)
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
(Sing when you're in love, you're in love, you're in love)
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
(Sing when you're out of love)
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
(Sing when you're in love, you're in love, you're in love)
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
(Sing when you're out of love)
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
(Now watch us fall apart)
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
(Now watch us fall apart)
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
Every tear in your eye, every lump in your throat
Every beat in your heart that won't let you let go
5.Last Goodbye
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
Ever feel so down you can't go on？
Ever feel so down you can't go on？
I know I'm going
Everybody's telling me that I'm wrong
Ever feel so down you can't go on
Ever feel so down you can't go on
I know it's showing
The cracks are growing, it's not long
Well, if you want me then come and get me
I'm leaving this world behind
If you hate me then try and take me
Your words won't even break my stride
As I wave my last goodbye
I won't feel shame, I won't ask why
There's no place to hold my bet
There's no heaven for those who pray
Ever feel so down you can't go on？
Ever feel so down you can't go on？
I know I'm going
Everybody's telling me that I'm wrong
Ever feel so down you can't go on？
Ever feel so down you can't go on？
I know it's showing
The cracks are growing and it's not long
Well, if you want me then come and get me
I'm leaving this world behind
If you hate me then try and take me
Your words won't even break my stride
As I wave my last goodbye
I won't feel shame, I won't ask why
There's no place to hold me bet
There's no heaven for those who pray
As I world this world behind
Every woman, man and child
I won't hear you call my name
I'm in a place where souls can stay
If you want me then come and get me
I'm leaving this world behind
If you hate me then try and take me
Your words won't even break my stride
As I wave my last goodbye
I won't feel shame, I won't ask why
There's no place to hold my bet
There's no heaven for those who pray
6.Nation Of Checkout Girls
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
A nation of the finest shopkeepers
Now a nation of cloudy eyed checkout girls
Career opportunities, love, you can stack the shelves
Or if you're lucky you can work the tills
And all the lads are packed off fighting
Not that you'd know 'cause no one ever says a word
Blair's legacy, a barrel of oil, depression, recession
It's a mess, a bloody mess and that's all
Hello, we're the generation
Who do what we're told by the corporations, hello
Hello, we're the generation
Who do what we're told by the corporations, hello, oh hello
A nation of the finest shopkeepers
Now a nation that's quietly answering calls
Career opportunities, love, you can man the phones
If you're lucky you'll scrub the floors
The most of lads are packed off fighting
They never knew, thought that they might see the world
Shell shocked in a dusty old hell hole
Wishing for the kisses of a cloudy eyed checkout girl
Yeah, that's all
Hello, we're the generation
Who do what we're told by the corporations, hello
Hello, we're the generation
Who do what we're told by the corporations, hello, oh hello
Hello, hello, hello, oh hello
(Generation, corporation, hello)
Hello, hello, hello, oh hello
(Generation, corporation, hello)
(Generation)
Hello, we're the generation
Who do what we're told by the corporation, hello
(Corporation, hello)
7.Don't Break The Red Tape
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
Welcome to England where there is no fun
Where there is no choice for any of us
Where there is no left, there is no right
New Labour's a joke, just another Thatcherite
Don't break the red tape
Don't break the red tape
Try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us
Welcome to England where there is no love
Where the dreams of children vanish in the dust
Where the young and old die living in their sleep
And the only excitements are supermarket sweep
Don't break the red tape
Don't break the red tape
Try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us
Don't break the red tape
Don't break the red tape
Don't break the red tape
Don't break the red tape
Try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us, try and stop us, try and stop us
Don't try and stop us
Try and stop, try and stop
Try and stop, try and stop, stop
Try and stop, try and stop
Try and stop, try and stop, stop
Shut up, sit down and listen
Shut up, sit down and listen
Shut up, sit down and listen
Shut up, sit down and listen, shut up
8.Be Somebody
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
You know there's no such thing as a free meal
And they're ain't no future in British steel
Know the only thing that really makes us smile
Is a joke and a laugh and a night on the tiles
No one ever gives you anything for free
Unless you start sleeping with the BBC
Nigel got a job in the city
Works in a department store
Slogging his guts out all through the week
Looking forward to the weekend score
But tonight he's gonna be somebody
Dancing his heart out with a local girl
She doesn't care whether he's got no money
There's more to life then they teach you at school
And tonight's he's gonna reach somebody
Falling in love with a local girl
She's doesn't care whether he's got no money
She know he's got a heart of solid gold
Solid gold, solid gold
You know there's no such thing as a ticket to ride
Or satisfaction without sacrifice
The only thing that's really true about life
Is that the older you get the more you compromise
No one's gonna hand it to you on a plate
You gotta give, give, give before you take, take, take
Nigel got a job in the city
Works in a department store
Thought that his future was as good as sorted
But he's happy in his little world
But tonight he's gonna be somebody
Dancing his heart out with a local girl
She doesn't care whether he's got no money
There's more to life then they teach you at school
And tonight's he's gonna reach somebody
Falling in love with a local girl
She's doesn't care whether he's got no money
She know he's got a heart of solid gold
Solid gold, solid gold
Be somebody, be somebody
Be somebody, be somebody
Be somebody, be somebody
Be somebody, be somebody
Solid gold, solid gold, solid gold
9.Keep Losing
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
Tired of same old places
Cold conversations and heartless faces
It's hard when you're young, it's too late when you're old
You give all you've got then you leave in a box
You make mistakes along the way
And you'll pay and you'll pay
You might make somebody smile
You might meet someone worthwhile
Tired of the same old lines
And chords that never quite sit right
Another line on the road, another string to the bow
Another twenty regrets, another night to forget
You've made mistakes along the way
And the band begins to play
They might make somebody smile
They might sing something worthwhile
Keep losing, keep boozing
Keep living, keep forgiving
Keep learning, never stop burning
Keep earning, it never stops hurting
Keep losing, keep boozing
Keep living, keep forgiving
Keep learning, never stop burning
Keep earning, never stops hurting
Keep losing, keep on boozing
(The places we go and the people we know)
Keep living, carry on forgiving
(All that we've seen, everything we believe)
Keep learning, never stops burning
(The ones that we lost but we never forgot)
Keep earning, never stops hurting
(The child in your soul, that never grows old)
Keep losing, keep boozing
10.Silver Spoon
Lyricist：Thomas Clarke
I never had a silver spoon
To help me orchestrate this tune
Look at us the same as you
And there's nothing anyone can't do
So sing it from the back of the room
Don't matter if it's out of tune
Sing it to the bar, I got my green guitar
But I never had a silver spoon
You and me and me and you
Which is which？ And who is who？
Underneath we're all the same
We're flesh and blood and veins
And there's nothing that we can't do
So sing it from the back of the room
Don't matter if it's out of tune
Sing it to the bar, I got my green guitar
But I never had a silver spoon
Never had a silver spoon
So sing it from the back of the room
Don't matter if it's out of tune
Sing it to the bar, I got my green guitar
But I never had a silver spoon
They cried from the gallery
From the back of the room
The people in the cheap seats
Didn't have the clearest view
But they all cried when the music died
And the house lights turned on blue
And the man said good night ladies and gents
The only way he knew
The policeman standing by the door
Had to turn and dry his eye
A little girl sighed for the very first time
Like an angel in disguise
The band packed up their instruments
And hurried off to the bar
Singing good night ladies and gents
On an old 6 string guitar
So good night ladies and gentlemen
Hope to see you soon
Sing this song as we roll along
And we'll try and stay in tune
But if our voices should break up
Or if our strings should snap
Fix up in the morning
And tomorrow we'll be back
11.Keep Losing (Strings Version)
Tired of the same old places
Cold conversations and heartless faces
It's hard when you're young
It's too late when you're old
You give all you've got
Then your leave in a box
You make mistakes along the way
And you'll pay and you'll pay
You might make somebody smike
You might meet somebody worthwhile
Tired of the same old lines
And chords then never quite sit right
Another line on the road
Another string to te bow
Another twenty regrets
Another night to forget
You've made mistakes along the way
And the band begins to play
They might make sombody smile
They might sing something worthwhile
Keep losing
Keep boozing
Keep living
Keep forgetting
Keep learning
Never stop burning
Keep earning
It never stops hurting
Keep losing
Keep boozing
Keep living
Keep forgetting
Keep learning
Never stop burning
Keep earning
It never stops hurting
Keep losing
Keep on boozing
The places we go and the people we know
Keep living
Carry on forgiving
All that we've seen everything we believe
Keep learning
Never stops burning
Ones that we lost but we never forget
Keep earning
It never stops hurting
The child in your soul
That never grows old
12.Away From Here (Live At Union Chapel)
I'm so sick sick sick and tired
Of working just to be retired
I don't want to get that far
I don't want your company car
Promotions ain't my thing
Name badges are not interesting
Its much easier for me see
To stay at home with Richard and Judy
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
I'm fed up of early mornings
Wake up calls are getting boring round here
Feet dragging on the pavement
The same people with the same arrangements
＊Irony＊ can be quite funny
Making other people money
My working day has just begun
It's not exactly what i'd would call fun
I want to wake up in the afternoon
With daytime tv and my favourite tune
Cause it is much, easier for me
To stay at home with Richard and Judy
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way a way, away from
Saturday is your only highlight
When you go out and live the high life
Meeting up with other people
Get interaction with the weekend people
＊At least when all is＊ said and done
You wouldn't been the only one
＊to be＊ a slave to the modern wage
Your crappy weekend is your only escape
I want to wake up in the afternoon
With daytime tv and my favourite tune
Cause it is much easier, for me see
To stay at home with Richard and Judy
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way oh, oh oh, away from here
A way a way a way, away from..... here
13.A New England
I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song
I'm twenty-two now, but I won't be for long
People ask when will you grow up to be a man
But all the girls I loved at school are already pushing prams
I loved you then as I love you still
Though I put you on a pedestal, they put you on the pill
I don't feel bad about letting you go
I just feel sad about letting you know
I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl
I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl
I loved the words you wrote to me
But that was bloody yesterday
I can't survive on what you send
Every time you need a friend
I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl
I don't want to change the world
I'm not looking for a new England
I'm just looking for another girl
Looking for another girl
Looking for another girl
Looking for another girl
14.Hey Hey, My My (Into The Black)
Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture than meets the eye
Hey hey, my my
Out of the blue and into the black
You pay for this, but they give you that
And once you're gone, you can't come back
When you're out of the blue and into the black
The king is gone, but he's not forgotten (Johnny Rotten, Johnny
Rotten)
Is this the story of Johnny Rotten？ (Johnny Rotten, Rotten
Johnny)
It's better to burn out 'cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone, but he's not forgotten
Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture than meets the eye
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