1.We Are The Also Rans
Lyricist：Oliver Askew, Henry Dartnall, Thomas Dartnall
My my, what a guy in long line
Of high fly, blow dry, simple Simon, magic eye
Oh no, he's gonna buy a Van Gogh
He doesn't really like it
But put your head in your hands
Dah, dah, d-d-dah, dah
We are the also rans
We'll be your moral guidance
Distance, distance, distance, distance
Oh no, he's a tramp in an old band
Walk though, sleep rough, killing with his big hands
He's happy in his own kind of way
But he doesn't really know it
But put your head in your hands
Dah, dah, d-d-dah, dah
We are the also rans
We'll be your moral guidance
Distance, distance, distance, distance
Leave, leave, with your fears and your pet hates
Down south, big mouth, evening with your work mates
At nine we're gonna see The Young Knives
Nobody really likes them
But put your head in the sand
Dah, dah, d-d-dah, dah
We are the also rans
We'll be your guardian angels
Distance
2.Elaine
Lyricist：Oliver Askew, Henry Dartnall, Thomas Dartnall
Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, hello
Please, don't see my faults and make me go
I was only trying to be nice
Only, only, only trying to be as sweet as spice
Excuse this rude awakening
It's my weakness can't you see？
Let's charter a day cruiser
And get married out at sea
I'll try to keep it simple
So that you can understand
The moon is in the porthole
Where the water meets the land
Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, hello
Please don't see my faults and make me go
I was only trying to be nice
(be nice, show you I love you)
Only, only, only trying to be as sweet as spice
Like a spider you consume me
And I'm caught up in your web
Now is the time to say you're mine
I'm dangling by a thread
I'm always optimistic
But I think you've gone too far
I may have overstated
Just how great I think you are
Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, hello
Please don't see my faults and make me go
I was only trying to be nice
Only, only, only trying to be as sweet as spice
La la la, la la la, la la
La la la, la la la, la la
La la la, la la la, la la
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3.Kitchener
Lyricist：Oliver Askew, Henry Dartnall, Thomas Dartnall
It's nice to be wanted
It's good to be useful
Get myself a discipline
Get my head down and digging
It's good to be wanted
To be hunter or hunted
Now I've got some meaning
And I'm feeling real feelings
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
It's a noble tradition
So tell me my mission
Oh, I'm an explosion
Oh, I am nuclear fission
My mind is a weapon
It's my final expression
Let's put our warheads together
'Cause I am dying to test them
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
Oh, a temptation, oh, a temptation, a temptation
Oh, a temptation, oh, a temptation
A t-t-temptation, a temptation, a temptation
It's not just the money
And it's not just the action
He's keeping me busy
Well, that's the fatal attraction
The fatal attraction, the fatal attraction
Is keeping me busy
Well, that's the fatal attraction
Kitchener was a temptation
Kitchener was a temptation
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