Author: dannyno

  • Australians in Europe

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    Lyrics MES: So what if it goes all right, er, say… say it works out real good, would you be up to doing something, say, around like March, April? We could get it… I’d like to take it around to Liverpool, Manchester and places like that, y’know. Trevor Stuart: Yeah, you can have me until…

  • Hit the North Part 6 (The Double Six Mix)

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  • Hit the North Part 5

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  • Hit the North Part 4

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  • Hit the North Part 3

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  • Hit the North Part 2

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  • Hit the North Part 1

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  • Hit the North

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    Lyrics Hit the North Part 1 Hit the North Hit the NorthHit the NorthMy Cat says eeeee-ackHit the NorthHit the NorthHit the NorthNinety-five percent of hayseeds are corn-pones, guaranteed Hit the NorthComputers infest the hotelsCops can’t catch criminalsBut what the heck, they’re not too bad, they talk to GodReligiousHit the NorthHit the NorthHit the NorthManacled…

  • Mess of My

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    Lyrics A note of your own choice, boys and girlsInadequate writers, methadone stubbiesYou got energy vampiresMore hands on the tranquillisersAn unholy allianceAnd jokes about faithOh, give me another drinkYou’re as strong as your weakest linkA mess of my ageA mess of my youthA mess of our radioI remember the times this was a beginning of…

  • Mark’ll Sink Us

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    Lyrics The ward was arraigned with spats of bloodThe victim, castigate, and yet, part of usThe thoughts in eyes as seen under a hoodBurned in my own eyes and in my own bloodMark will sink usMark will sink usMark will sink usA message mesmerised on all English breathThe crux pretty grasped, yet mostly misunderstoodMark will…

  • Hey! Luciani (There’s a Ghost in My House cassette version)

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    Lyrics I said, hey LucianiThe future’s here todayI said, hey LucianiPope of three three daysThey made out you were are an ultra nutAnd had no time for your ChristianityYou paid with your life for their treacheryAnd the future’s here todayThe future’s here to stayLucianiI said, hey LucianiJesus has gone awayI said, hey LucianiMeet the Church…

  • Sleep Debt Snatches

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    Lyrics Out of the air sometimes in fitful sleepSnap right up, lean out of the bedPivot your legs, shake your head, take an easy breathThink how great God’s golden assurance is in setbacks and great successGot bad dreams through sleep debtHold the grip, make a mark on your headYour body and legs take a rightful…

  • Haf Found Bormann

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    Lyrics Red out to SW185 rocking horseThis is three six zero zeroNimrod leader reports Have found BormannHave found BormannResistance – two false Aztec [ ] godsIn fact Sudanese agents we have eliminatedArsenal – spears, containing modern razors Arsenal with shells M14 issueConfiscatedVials of stupid serumRefer galleyRefer ParaguayRefer P2Nimrod is vindicated in the highestHave found BormannGreat…

  • There’s a Ghost in My House

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    Lyrics R. Dean Taylor There’s a ghost in my houseThe ghost of your memoriesThe ghost of the love you took from meWhere our love used to beOnly shadows from the past I seeTime can’t seem to eraseThe vision of your smiling faceThough you found someone newI can’t get over youThere’s a ghost in my houseI…

  • Entitled

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    Debut recording: “Hey! Luciani” 12″ (1986). Credits: Hanley/Scanlon/Mark E. Smith

  • Hey! Luciani

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    Lyrics I said, hey LucianiThe future’s here todayI said, hey LucianiPope of three three daysThey made out you were are an ultra nutAnd had no time for your ChristianityYou paid with your life for their treacheryAnd the future’s here todayThe future’s here to stayLucianiI said, hey LucianiJesus has gone awayI said, hey LucianiMeet the Church…

  • Riddler!

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    Lyrics Say! Mmmmmm-uuuaahhhSay! Mmmmmm-uuuaahhhSay! Mmmmmm-uuuaahhhMonday night at operation controlI sat facing rows of monitor mountainsMind controlLife controlOperation mind controlMy first is in carI’m easily bought, but still always shortFly that over space beamAnd round my way the people still do sayRiddlerRiddlerAnd round these parts the people still impartRiddler!My second is in …Zoooooooom!Say! MmmmmmSay! MmmmmmAnd round…

  • Bournemouth Runner

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    Lyrics Consumed with premonition of trouble on horizonBy my remarks I was certain I was destined persecutionBut then I took a chase after the Bournemouth runner!Bournemouth runner, c c could dareBournemouth runner, the first nightBournemouth runner!He was a Bournemouth runner!Bournemouth runner, didn’t get farBournemouth runner, first nightBournemouth runner, but the second night he got away…

  • Terry Waite Sez

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    Lyrics Terry Waite says Terry Waite saysTerry Waite says, “Give us a ring, give us a ring kid”Mister BigTerry Waite saysSounding sour and frustrated with the pressure of his own lifeTerry Waite saysTerry Waite saysTerry Waite says, “What are trees, painted white jobs”Silvered somethingSilvered somethingTerry Waite, fifty plus, out to heal provincial pusLet the real…

  • U.S. 80’s-90’s

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    Lyrics Had a run-in with Boston ImmigrationAnd to my name had an aversionNervous dropletsDue to sleeping tabletsNo beer, no cigarettesSlam, spikes, gin, cigarettesBeer in vanThe cops are topsWelcome to the eighties ninetiesWelcome to the eighties ninetiesWelcome to the 1850sWelcome to the eighties ninetiesWelcome to U.S. eighties ninetiesI’m the big-shot original rapperBut it’s time for me…

  • Gross Chapel-British Grenadiers

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    Lyrics Porterage down The dark gross chapelHe stepped streets around nowSales person mobilePorterage downDark gross chapelHe stepped streets around nowWas introduced by a woman, loose limbed, slimOne woke up to a whitewashed ugly wall – whoosh!Made worse by dirty postcardsTrapped in their townThey’re embracing criminals in panicky hallNo temper for Fall groupI’ll put you downPorterage…

  • Shoulder Pads #1B

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    Lyrics Knew I was right all alongRock to them a Talking Heads albumSuperhero in harlequin kecksDimwit lecture, half-readWas I victim in clown hat?Was I nearly turned?Then my powers did returnWatch out fakers and cadsIt’s M.E.S. in shoulder padsMy powers gonePowers, said BatmanSaid a twisted chill, flashes panIt’s M.E.S. in shoulder padsBig fit deal for mamas…

  • Shoulder Pads 2#

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    Lyrics Knew I was right all alongRock to them a Talking Heads albumSuperhero in harlequin kecksDimwit lecture, half-readWas I victim in clown hat?Was I nearly turned?Then my powers did returnWatch out fakers and cadsIt’s M.E.S. in shoulder padsMy powers gonePowers, said BatmanSaid a twisted chill, flashes panIt’s M.E.S. in shoulder padsBig fit deal for mamas…

  • Shoulder Pads 1#

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    Lyrics All these fadsIt’s shoulder pads On New Year’s dawnTo my surpriseAll the Macca lads stayed at home Picking antiques and clothesesCosy fleck with green bitsMain undercurrent, white spermatoze My powers against them, half uselessMy senses alive, half-partedWas embarrassed but stuck with themWalked, at shoulder, down the street, ridiculeThey couldn’t tell Lou Reed from Doug…

  • Shoulder Pads

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    Lyrics Shoulder Pads 1# All these fadsIt’s shoulder pads On New Year’s dawnTo my surpriseAll the Macca lads stayed at home Picking antiques and clothesesCosy fleck with green bitsMain undercurrent, white spermatoze My powers against them, half uselessMy senses alive, half-partedWas embarrassed but stuck with themWalked, at shoulder, down the street, ridiculeThey couldn’t tell Lou…

  • Dktr. Faustus

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    Lyrics (Yeah … Yeah)Doctor Faustus, horseshoes splackingSwallows hay cart, cart horse, of the peasants blocking his path(Yeah)Doctor Faustus, power showing, spits out hay cart, cart horse, hay and box (Yeah)Outside the gates of the town of Anholt (Had your chances … you’ve had your chance)(You’ve had your chances … you’ve had your chance)(Yeah)Doctor Faustus, at…

  • R.O.D.

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    Lyrics Maybe you haven’t got everything that you want after allIt’s approachingSix hundred pounds gas and fleshRobes in tattersIt’s approachingLips and tongue abhorrentFlickering lexicon Or a stray dog pack leaderHide, hide, all good people hang out for a resultHide, dive, hide, reasonable people in silence do exult Realm of duskRealm of duskThe NorthernsLook at the…

  • Auto Tech Pilot

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    Lyrics Last night I heard three real loud ricochetsFrom the police tech centre at the top of my streetAnd then the morning after, brass band, they were unisonJumping, shouting, all three thousandMeanwhile I’ve been broke in twiceAnd had a maniac at door, swearing, 12:05 a.m.And I really think this computer thing is getting out of…

  • Lucifer Over Lancashire

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    Lyrics “What I’m saying to you really, is that the training that you must have in discussion at your own level regarding the existence of God is far greater than everybody that’s ringing you tonight.””I have to disagree, I don’t have any training at all of that sort…””So…” Saw six men under a tall towerBreak…

  • Mr. Pharmacist

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    Lyrics The Other Half Mr. PharmacistCan you help me out todayIn your usual lovely wayOh Mr. Pharmacist, I insistCan you give me something that will persistMr. PharmacistDear Pharmacist, won’t you pleaseGive me some energyMr. PharmacistMr. PharmacistHey Mr. PharmacistI’ll recommend you to my friendAnd they’ll be happy in the endOh Mr Pharmacist, can you helpAnd send…

  • Hot Aftershave Bop

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    Lyrics Hot aftershave bopCanisters from orange boxBop aftershave shockCourtesy orange boxHey diggy diggety dogHot aftershave bopFurniture defrostBop aftershave bopBop aftershave bopBop aftershave bopHey stranger, I love you a lotHey baby, I love you a lotBut here is us moaningDigging in our pocket againAre these your English friends?Fill the blender to the top againBop aftershave bopBop…

  • Living Too Long

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    Lyrics Try to wash the black off my face but it’s ingrateI’m living too lateTry to wash crow’s feet off my face but it’s in graceI’m living too lateI’m sleepless, in-control spleenA great “A” swill-billy Stone tripod in the genes Immune to thingsI’m finally going through old parasite gateBut there’s a 24-hour clock watchAnd I’m…

  • Living Too Late

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    Lyrics Living Too Late Crow’s feet are ingrained on my faceAnd I’m living too lateTrying to wash the black off of my face, but it’s ingrainedAnd I’m living too lateThink I’m living too lateSleepless, in control spleenA grade ace hillbilly must have stump tripod in the genes I’m immune to things, in my dreamsI soar…

  • Cruiser’s Creek

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    Lyrics What really went on there? We only have this excerptThere’s a party going on down around hereCruiser’s Creek yeahWatch the shirt-tails flapping in the windSidewalk runningSee the people holding from the backHat boaters tilting There’s a party on down around hereCruiser’s Creek nowCruiser’s Creek yeahCruiser’s Creek yeahCruiser’s Creek yeahCruiser’s Creek nowCruiser’s Creek nowGot nice…

  • Vixen

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    Lyrics It had taken her a long timeSuddenly back on its ownTo sit friendless and aloneShe is friendless and aloneShe is friendless and aloneAnd the vixen on its ownAnd the vixen on its ownThe triple gang and the throngDid not feel helpless or aloneThe vixen got no friendsShe needs a poison penEven in SwitzerlandThe people…

  • I Am Damo Suzuki

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    Lyrics Generous of lyric, Jehovah’s Witness Stands in Cologne Marketplatz Drums come inWhen the drums come in fastDrums to shock, into brass evilWhat have you got in that paper bag? Is it a dose of Vitamin C? Ain’t got no time for Western medicineI am Damo SuzukiI am Damo SuzukiThe park alight with acid rainGive…

  • Paintwork

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    Lyrics We go two, twice all the way round those thingsTwo high ones, two low ones, yeahRight manMan stopped us at the cornerHe had a bloody noseAnd then he opened his denim jacketIt was under his vest made out of tracing paperChest scars portrayed Aztec life in his horrible [ ] “… formation of Beryllium…

  • My New House

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    Lyrics My new house You should see my houseMy new houseYou should see my new houseNo rabbit hutch about itI bought it off the BaptistsI get their billsAnd I get miffedAt the damn polyester fillsThe interior is the prisoner unconsciousThe interior is the prisoner unconsciousMy new houseYou should see my new houseMy new houseKeep away…

  • Gut of the Quantifier

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    Lyrics I’m telling you now and I’m telling you thisLife can be a onward, downwardChip-chit chip-chit chip I’m not saying they’re really thickBut all the groups who’ve hit it bigMake the Kane Gang look like an Einstein chipChipN.Y.C. ChipA place to liveChipThis is the Thule groupThis is a cool groupI’m telling you now and I’m…

  • L.A.

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    Lyrics OdeonSkyUncannyBushes are in disagreement with the heatL.A.UncannyPersonThey have filled boulevards with white snow, scum-ballL.A.This is my happening and it freaks me outThis is my happening and it freaks me outThis is my happening and it freaks me out Commentary < Post in progress > Footnotes Sources / Links

  • Spoilt Victorian Child

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    Lyrics Past trees the fairies are flying Past trees with rose bushes inChild was spoilt VictoriaChild was spoilt VictoriaSpoilt Victorian childSpoilt Victorian childSpoilt Victorian childSugar and cakes appear mean, sitting at the tableTigers pop-up from booksSpoilt Victorian childSpoilt Victorian childSpoilt Victorian childLet’s take it ten years onYou’re looking back from thenUnder rough grey blanketsThread loose…

  • What You Need

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    Lyrics How can I? How can I? How can I?Get up, make a buckGet up, make a buckMy race was bred on hashMy race was bred on hashGet up, make a buckGet up, make a buckThe stolen darkPlease don’t(What you need) How can I?(What you need)How can I?(What you need)(What you need)Turn down a corner…

  • Barmy

    Barmy

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    Lyrics Out of England, I dream of its creamery When I’m there I dwell on Saxony In Turkey when I’ve been due to World War OneIstanbul is the place cos of my birthday I am barmy, bleedin’ barmyI got everythingI got everything I want except for hungry I got everything I want except for moneyI’ve…

  • Bombast

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    Lyrics All those who mind entitle themselvesAnd whose main entitle is themselvesShall feel the wrath of my bombast! BastardThere’s a clanging in my heartBastard!Clanging in my heartBastard! Eat death!Feel the wrath of my bombast!Bastard! Bastard! Eat death! Bombast! Bombast!Eat death! Bastard! Eat death!Those who dare mix real life with politicsAnd go on regardless of the…

  • To Nkroachment: Yarbles

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    Lyrics Full creditEvery day you have to die someEvery day you have to cry someFor the rumourAll the good times are past and gone Wipe the tears from your eyes someOn the landingThey foundFull creditIn the bathroom the presence was illuminousEvery day you have to die someEvery day you have to die someEvery day you…

  • Petty Thief Lout

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    Lyrics Up the drain pipe, rapid he did sproutGrey templates on us he had to inflictTV documentary that it producedWhen he whistled in the streetThe men would turn around In fear of being thought effetePetty thief loutPetty thief loutUp the drain pipe, rapid he did sproutCrimeHides records in his drawer at homeEspecially when they are…

  • Rollin’ Dany

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    Lyrics Gene Vincent Everybody’s talkin’ about workin’ DannyNobody’s talkin’ about rollin’ DannyEverybody’s talkin’ about workin’ DannyNobody’s talkin’ about rollin’ DannyRollin’ Danny, he was a rollin’ man, man, man, manWell, Dan walked into the old dance hallTold the women that he loved them allLined six women up against the wallWell I’m tellin’ you man, this cat…

  • Couldn’t Get Ahead

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    Lyrics Couldn’t get aheadI just couldn’t get aheadCouldn’t get aheadJust couldn’t get aheadCome out of pub, the shop is closedCome out of pub, Harry wants to know when the next bus isI said five or ten minutesI had my change in my handsThe bus flashes past, my hands are caughtJust couldn’t get aheadI just couldn’t…

  • Slang King 2

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    Lyrics Whip wireWhip wireHawkman Slip down easySlip down easyDon’t make me a go-betweenThis is Mr and Mrs Smith to whom you are speakingSlang kingWords from a cheap manPart-paid type who got his style from a press treatiseTwo pound fiftyBottle of Brut and Nausea magazineIt is no longer a journey down the road for himIt is…

  • No Bulbs 3

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    Lyrics I’m hunting and I’m try’na findA belt in the early mornWhen your home is a trash mountLook all over but you’re right outIn need of black strapIn need of black strapIn need of black strapNo belts in this flat No belts in this flatThe former tenant was anti- corporal-punish Meant well, but it came…