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2.0/5 (4 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
Lazy days calling to you
Come out to play
The future lies with you
Now you can be sure love is the cure
What we're searching for
Is to have a jolly good time
Crazy days but you'll get me through
And here I'll stay holdin' on to you
Now you can be sure our thoughts unpure
Will unlock the door
And we will have a jolly good time
It can happen in any season
We don’t need any reason
To sit around and wait
The world can change in a second so
I find the sunshine beckons me
To open up the gate
And dream and dream
Lazy days don't let them get you down
Wear your smile
I don’t want to see you frown
Don't let them get you down
It can happen in any season
| 65 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
2.3/5 (3 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
Wake up on sunday morning
Everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
Live your life thru a lens
Hair is the new hat brown is the new black
She shouldn't wear this he shouldn't wear that
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
Just because I ain't double barrelled
Don't mean I haven't travelled well can't you tell
Oh no its quite appalling
Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well
Wake up on sunday morning
Everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends with your life thru a lens
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them well so he can't tell.
She's looking real drab just out of rehab
I'm talking football she’s talking ab fab
Your clothes are very kitch just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
Now your cheque’s just bounced, better run to your mummy
And you know it's a class act, she'll never ask for it back
Just because I ain't double barrelled
Don’t mean I haven't travelled well, can't you tell!
Mix with the local gentry and don't crash Tarquins Bentley
I'll take the bends with our life thru a lens
You're scared of the poor and needy
Is that why you're all inbreedy?
They're just like you, they need love too
Wake up on sunday morning
| 63 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
2.3/5 (3 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
Where were you when you stole my pride
Did you ever get the feeling that someone died
Hide away in your ivory tower
And cover me in your golden shower
Did I make you laugh when I played the clown
And was I the dog that bit you when you put it down
Break it nicely break it slow
Break it so I got no place to go
Ego A go go now you've gone solo
Living on a memory
Where’ve you been lately
And do you still hate me
Could you offer an apology
Aaaah turn away
Aaaah fade to grey
Where were you when the party ended
Were you stitching up the wounds that you thought I need mending
Wonderland has crashed to the ground
The circus has gone all that’s left is the clowns
Did I break your heart when I stole your thunder
Was there woodworm in the table your feet are under
Break it nicely break it slow
Break it so I've got no place to go
Ego A go go now you've gone solo
Living on a memory
Now you've gone stately
And yes you do hate me
Could you offer an apology
Aaah turn away
Aaah fade to grey
Aaah I hope you've strayed
Aaah and got laid
Ego A go go...
| 66 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
4. Angels
2.8/5 (4 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my fate
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old
'Cos I've been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head
And I feel that love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I’m right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won’t break me
When I come to call, she won’t forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love
And as the feeling grows
She breathes flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all
| 68 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
2.3/5 (3 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
I know a freaky young lady name of Cocaine Katie
She makes my temperature freeze
She's got a blood red powder
When she gives a shout
She'll bring you to your knees
Well we were being clever
Playing God games forever
She said she only meant to please
But I'm someone’s brother
Got a father and a mother
You know I'm gonna have to leave
South of the border
I think you oughta
South of the border
I think you oughta
'Cos you know you're gonna have to leave
To a place where you can breathe
And you know there's no reprieve
There'll be tears on leaving
But there won't be no grieving
'Cos a city soon forgets
To me it's magic
To the landlord it’s tragic
He’s got another room to let
There'll be the same old faces in the same old places
Where my youth was well misspent
But I tow the line and move in time
To a town called 'no regrets'
South of the border
| 63 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
2.3/5 (3 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
She's taken me places
I should never have seen
she's showing me faces
I should never have seen
Well these are strange days
We're living in today
C'est la vie I say
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to relive
The days gone by
I hope I'm old before I die
But tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
She's not feeling stable
She's unable to breathe
Her heart's beating faster
So I'll ask her to leave
These are strange days
We're living in today
Am I straight or gay?
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to see the day
The Pope gets high
I hope I'm old before I die
But tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
These are strange days
| 65 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
3.0/5 (2 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
You're one of Gods better people
And you don’t know
That's why you're special
And I cry so I can talk like this
From my downbeat existence
And I know that you can make my wish
If my wish is pure
But I don’t know
I just don’t know
I don’t know
Let me love you so
Now I can't live this without you
I'd die without you
Without you, without you
You're one of Gods better people
And you don't know
That's why you're special
It must hurt to see your favourite man
Lose himself again and again
And I know that you're my only friend
From way back when
My wish was pure
It was oh so pure
It was pure
I couldn't love you more
Now I can't live…
And everybody's gonna step aside
As you spread your wings and you will fly
And take me to the other side where they know
'Cos I don't know no more
I just don't know no more
I don't know
Let me love you so
Now I can't live
| 58 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
3.0/5 (2 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
Hell is gone and heaven's here
There's nothing left for you to fear
Shake your arse come over here
Now scream
I'm a burning effigy
Of everything I used to be
You're my rock of empathy my dear
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Life's too short for you to die
So grab yourself and alibi
Heaven knows your mother lied
Mon cher
Separate your right from wrongs
Come and sing a different song
The kettle’s on so don't be long
Mon cher
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Look me up in the yellow pages
I will be your rock of ages
Your see through fads and your crazy phases, yeah
Little bo peep has lost his sheep
He popped a pill and fell asleep
The dew is wet but the grass is sweet my dear
Your mind gets burned
With the habits you've learned
But we're the generation that’s go to be heard
You're tired of your teachers and your school’s a drag
You're not gonna end up like your mum and dad
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
He may be good he may be outta sight
But he can't be here so come around tonight
Here is the place where the feeling grows
You gotta get high before you taste the lows
So come on
Let me entertain you…
Let me entertain you
| 59 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
3.0/5 (2 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
I don't mind the abuse
It fills in time
When I’m not much use
But it’s killing me, killing me slowly
They all say
I’m too restless
But words cut deep
When you’re defenceless
And they’re killing me, but killing me slowly
There was a time when we were fine
And I could tolerate you
I do believe that you should leave
‘cos I’ve grown to hate you
Should I be weak and turn my cheek
‘cos I’m scared to fall
But I just don’t know you
And you dont know me at all
I’ve been told that love’s a celebration
But I’ve lost faith through frustration
And it’s killing me, but killing me slowly
You paint my picture black
The joke’s on me
And I don’t wanna laugh
Remember the good times
Won’t you bring them back someday, somehow
I don’t mind feeling blue
If I could smile just like you do
And it’s killing me, killing me slowly
I can’t go on alone
Pretending nothing’s wrong
Maybe I just want to belong
Somewhere, somehow, somehow
| 66 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email
10. Clean
3.0/5 (2 votes)
Life Thru A Lens/Textes Originaux
There was a time
When crazy days would start with wine
And now I tow a different line
I stay in bed and use my loaf instead f my bread
And stroll on ‘cos I’ve been thinking so long
That something’s gonna go wrong
It’s gone to my head my vision’s all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I’m clean yeah
Friends with Mr Sheen yeah
Don’t have to wean myself up on nothing
I’m two minutes clean and that’s not very often
Stroll on
There was a time
When I would dread what I had said
Waking up in someone’s bed
Wondering who I was
Naked and cold
With an ache in my head
And stroll on ‘cos I’ve been thinking so long
That something’s gonna go wrong
It’s gone to my head my vision’s all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I’m clean yeah
Friends with Charlie Sheen yeah
Don’t have to wean myself up on nothing
I’m two minutes clean and that’s not very often
I’m clean yeah
Gonna meet the queen yeah
I won’t be obscene yeah
‘cos I’m two minutes clean and that’s not very often
Stroll on and on and on and on and on
Oh yeah
| 60 hits | Imprimer | PDF |  Email


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