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soft cell - tainted love
Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
And I've lost my light
For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night
(chorus)
Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Oh...tainted love
Tainted love
Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
And you think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way
(chorus...)
Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Tainted love, tainted love (x2)
Touch me baby, tainted love (x2)
Tainted love (x3)
soft cell - a man could get lost
soft cell - all out of love
I'm all out of love
Have I given too much
I'm all out of love
Because there's never enough
I'm all out of love
Have I given too much
I'm all out of love
Drawing up all my years
I'm trying to feel something
Calling on my lost tears
Just trying to feel
Summoning all my passion
Some place I've long forgotten
My anxieties magnify
Doctor can you tell me why?
I'm all out of love
There's never enough
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
Have I given too much
I'm all out of love
So many doubts
So many fears
All those demons that rise
With the years
Love came calling
But the cupboard was bare
I try to find my heart
But it wasn't there
Am I a spent force?
Used up?
Washed up?
Left out to dry?
Is it the same for everybody
Doctor can you tell me why?
I'm all out of love
There's never enough
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
Have I given too much
I'm all out of love
When regret comes to call
It's a fear that visits us all
Any love that's left is mine
To keep me warm
For what's left of my time
As the final act approaches
If I could I'd sit and cry
But I'm drained of all emotion
Doctor can you tell me why?
I'm all out of love
There's never enough
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
Have I given too much
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
I've given too much
I'm all out of love
Never enough
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
All out of love
There is nothing left
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
I'm all out of love
soft cell - baby doll
Baby doll is on her trapeze
Wearing the smile that she never sees
Thinking of dollar as she tries to tease
Time to play Sheba on a wooden stage
Taking off the clothes that are grimy with age
Rubbing down the skin that is white and cold
And the sticking plasters that cover up the holes
Stared at by a man that would do her harm
Needs to earn the money that will feed his arm
He promised you security safe and warm
He promised you security safe and warm
They'll never know the hurt that you feel inside
The emptiness you try to hide
I would melt your eyes that are glassy and cold
And as for the future when you grow old
Baby doll
Baby doll
They'll never know the hurt you feel inside
The emptiness you try to hide
Take a tiny costume from a pile of clothes
Just a touch of glitter and a glow of gold
Pick on a failure make his knees go weak
Mouth open, eyes wide, fake your peak
He'll wipe a line of dribble falling from his mouth
Make your wages later when you're back at his house
Try to hide the mirror 'cause it's never kind
Kick start the heart that's so hard to find
Try to save the beauty and to draw the line
Baby, baby, baby doll
Continue your search for a genuine love
Continue your search for a genuine love
Baby, baby, baby doll
soft cell - bedsitter
Sunday morning going slow
I'm talking to the radio
Clothes and records on the floor
The memories of the night before
Out in club land having fun
And now I'm hiding from the sun
Waiting for a visitor
Though no-one knows I'm here for sure
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
I think it's time to cook a meal
To fill the emptiness I feel
Spend my money going out
I've nothing in I'm left without
Clean my teeth and comb my hair
And look for something new to wear
And start the night life over again
Kid myself I'm having fun
I look out from my window view
There's really nothing else to do
Read a book maybe write a letter
Mother, things are getting better
Watch the mirror count the lines
The battle scars of all the good times
Look around and I can see
A thousand people just like me
Dancing laughing
Drinking loving
And now I'm all alone
In bedsit land
My only home
(x2)
soft cell - caligula syndrome
I want to see you crawl
As I drive by in my big black car
With police outriders
And a hundred guards
Looking drop dead gorgeous
Dressed up to the nines
In the skins of several species
In decline
As I set fire to your houses
And your cars
I'll be dancing like a dervish
In the sparks
Is this what true power feels like?
Racing round my veins
Like a motorbike
It's the fall of Rome
My Caligula syndrome
It's the fall of Rome
My Caligula syndrome
I'll display you in my game show
On TV
Called 'Humiliation
And Hypocrisy'
Throw an orgy for the dissolute
And the damned
Every kind of deviation
On demand
So worship me
And fall down on your knees
Or I'll unleash another
Chemical disease
Is this what true power feels like?
Racing round my veins
Like a motorbike
It's the fall of Rome
My Caligula syndrome
It's the fall of Rome
My Caligula syndrome
Have I become just a little deranged?
While you're crawling on your hands and knees
Like slaves
Am I still desirable?
You're ever so destructible
Do you think this party's ever going to end?
Dance with me
While our city is burning
Won't you dance with me
While our empire is falling
Like Nero let's make music to the
Fires of Rome
It's my Caligula syndrome
My Caligula syndrome
soft cell - chips on my shoulder
Chips on my shoulder
More as I grow older
Feel I owe a debt
For the things I don't get
I only miss out
Well I was there before
I sit in a corner
Sit on the floor
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Chips on my shoulder
Chips on my shoulder
There's no time for fun time
It's sit and complain time
I'll talk about famine
While cooking my dinner
Don't you feel guilty
Don't you feel pity (No)
While the cat gets fatter
And the starving get thinner
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Chips on my shoulder
Chips on my shoulder
I should have told you
I've chips on my shoulder
I'm making a stand
While I sit on my arse
Fish and chip supper
Whereas those in the gutter
Can't have a good time
Fun's just a farce
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Chips on my shoulder
Chips on my shoulder
Chips on my shoulder
More as I grow older
Feel I owe a debt
For the things I don't get
I only miss out
Well I was there before
I sit in a corner
Sit on the floor
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice
Chips on my shoulder
Chips on my shoulder
Now sing it
Chips on my shoulder
(I've got) Chips on my shoulder
etc...
soft cell - darker times
These darker times
Where do we go from here?
Living for trivial information
It's a hopeless situation
Blinded by lies
False Gods and fake religions
Ulterior motives and bad intentions
Nobody knows what waits round the corner
We gotta keep dancing
Through the years
We gotta keep smiling through our tears
Nobody knows where we go from here
In these darker times
These darker times
Why has it come to this
Urban decay and revolution
Suicide is the only solution
Am I being unrealistic
To feel so nihilistic
Don't judge the stage of my mind
'Cos brother we're two of a kind
We gotta keep dancing
Through the years
We gotta keep smiling
Through our tears
Nobody knows where we go from here
In these darker times
We gotta keep dancing
Through the years
We gotta keep smiling
Through our tears
Nobody knows where we go from here
In these darker times
Each night twisting
Turning in my bed
I'm trying to make sense of it all
Is it all in my head?
These darker times
Who shall I talk to now
Nothing going on in your eyes
Only the darkness in your eyes
It's a soulless situation
It's a spiritual vacation
Turn on the TV
Pass the remote
Turn off the light
And abandon all hope
We gotta keep dancing
Through the years
We gotta keep smiling
Through our tears
Nobody knows where we go from here
In these darker times
We gotta keep dancing
Through the years
We gotta keep smiling
Through our tears
Nobody knows where we go from here
In these darker times
We gotta keep dancing
Through the years
We gotta keep smiling
Through our tears
Nobody knows where we go from here
In these darker times
soft cell - desperate
I'll do anything
Anything at all
Just throw a little cash
In my direction
I'll sing anything
From rock to music hall
Just for a morsel of
Your attention
Maybe as a child
I wasn't given
All the love I needed
Maybe I'm a sad
Reflection of today
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
Desperate for love
Any kind of love
Or attention
Don't have to tempt me
You won't see me resisting
See me in a magazine
Or I'm not existing
I'll parody myself
Just don't leave me on the shelf
Maybe I'm a symptom
Of a bigger problem
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
Desperate for love
Any kind of love
Or attention
I'm always available
Without hesitation
Opening an envelope?
Just send an invitation
I'll dance for you
Pose for you
Take off all my clothes for you
Speak your words
Sing your song
I'm up for auction
Going gone!
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
I'm desperate
Desperate for love
Any kind of love
Or attention
Any kind of love
Or attention
Any kind of love
Or attention
soft cell - down in the subway
Rain keeps on falling
Sun refuse to shine
Baby quit your stalling
And say that you are mine
'Cos I've got so many troubles
Oh, I feel like I could cry
Going down in the subway
Jump on the train-tracks and die
Down in the subway
I hide these tears of mine
Down in the subway
I'm gonna cry, cry, cry 'til the end of the line
Cold-hearted baby
You're too mean to smile
Every day is stormy
Oh, you're my evil child
I've got so many troubles
Oh, I feel like I could cry
Going down in the subway
Jump on that train-track and die
Red-blooded baby
You're too tough for me
Well I don't mean maybe
Oh why don't you let me be
'Cos I got so many troubles
Whoa I feel like I could cry
Going down in the subway
Jump on that train-track and die
Jump on that train-track and die
Jump on that train-track and die
Going down in the subway
Jump on that train-track and die
Jump on that train-track and die
soft cell - entertain me
Trying to please
All these people around me
Is trying to reach for the moon
(The Moon)
I see their faces looking so empty saying
I hope that they'll finish soon
(So Soon)
Could be a chat show
(Yap Yap Yap)
Could be a go go
Reaction would be the same
(The Same)
So here I go
Though why I don't know
Trying to prove myself again
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
I try to give them all of my best
And it's taking a turn for the worst
(Oh No)
Things going wrong
Start to sing the wrong song
I think that we must be cursed
(You Betcha)
Playing the wrong tune
Hitting the wrong note
This is where my nerves become frayed
It's falling apart
Why did we ever start
And do you think we'll be paid
(No No)
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
Over and over again
Build 'em up, knock 'em down (x5)
I see a movement
Down in the front row
Maybe it's just a mistake
She's smiling at me
(Hello)
But he's frowning at me
(Goodbye)
Which conclusion
Do I make
Fold all your arms
And look straight ahead
At this puppet on a string
You're feeling confused
But you've made a decision
You don't like anything
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
Build 'em up, knock em down (x4)
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
soft cell - facility girls
She's a secretary in the daytime
A modern venus on the 8th floor
She's a secretary in the daytime
A bright young thing
With a promising career...
She's got the abilities
She's got the facilities
She's got the abilities
She's got the facilities...
She's a secretary in the daytime
A model beauty At the typewriter...
She's a secretary in the daytime
A smile for boss and she's doing fine...
She's got the abilities
She's got the facilities
She's got the abilities
She's got the facilities...
She's a secretary in the daytime
She's a secretary in the daytime...
She makes herself a drink
And she climbs into bed,
The sheets so clean and cool,
It's so nice to rest her aching head,
She thinks back on her working day,
Her boss; the silly things he says,
She smiles, she shuts her eyes,
And she's dreaming of Terry, a mechanic,
sometimes working 8 'til 10,
It's so rare she ever sees him,
And she wants so much to see him again,
He bought her a ring and
The flowers on her bedside table,
And she knows that she loves him,
But does he love her?
She kisses the photo on
The wall beside her bed,
And tries to hold back a silly tear
She's a working girl now,
And Mummy lives so far away,
So She bites her lip,
she knows that Terry will
Be calling soon one day...
I look at the clock and
I'm feeling the rhythm of love
(It's going through me)
I look at the light and it sends a
Lonely shiver down my spine
(It gets right to me)
I'm thinking of you in some-one else's arms,
I'm thinking of you in some-one else's eyes,
You're everything
I like and everything I despise
(Why don't you leave me?)
Running my fingers through your hair,
Running your fingers down the back of my neck
Playing your games with your innocent eyes,
I try hard to smile through all of your lies,
That start to hurt me, hurt me...
It's like a page from true-love stories
It's like a page from true-love stories
It's like a page from true-love stories
A page from true-love stories...
She's a secretary in the daytime
A modern venus on the 8th floor
She's a secretary in the daytime
A bright young thing With a promising career...
She's got the abilities
She's got the facilities
She's got the abilities
She's got the facilities...
It's like a page from true-love stories
It's like a page from true-love stories
It's like a page from true-love stories
A page from true-love stories...
She found a message on her typewriter,
(Like a page from true-love stories)
It said that she was just a normal girl,
(It's like a dream)
They also felt she was a human being
(Like a dream)
They said that she was a facility
(A dream...)
She found a message on her typewriter,
(It's like a dream)
It said that she was just a normal girl,
(Like a dream, dream dream)
They also felt she was a human being
They said that she was a facility
(Like a dream)
Dream, dream, dream, dream...
Shhhhhhh, Goodnight...
soft cell - forever the same
He's in a world of his own
He's in a world of his own
He'd like the time to play with his mind
He'd like the time to go
He sees the things that pass him by
And the things that he never owned
Everyone has and he has not
So he lives in a world of his own
He cries, he lies
He's cool, he's kind
He heads out on a Friday night,
He gets drunk and he starts a fight
And he loses his mind
And he loses his sight
Because times are hard
And money is tight
Because he has the pressure
He has the blame
Life never changes
Forever the same
He's in a world of his own
He has a child but he doesn't know
He wanted love, so he loved himself
And he's at an all-time low
He's in a world of his own
He's in a hell of his own
He watches the clock and watches the time
Watches life slip by on the assembly line
And the youth he's never known
He cries, he lies
He's cool, he's kind
He heads out on a Friday night,
He gets drunk and he starts a fight
And he loses his mind
And he loses his sight
Because times are hard
And money is tight
Because he has the pressure
He has the blame
Life never changes
Forever the same
Forever the same
Forever the same
soft cell - frustration
Fr..fr...fr...frustration!
Frustration
Frustration
I have life
Ordinary wife
I have car
A favourite bar
I have job
A moderate wage
I get the pains
That come with age
I am so ordinary
I have child
She goes wild
I have home
A mortgage of my own
I have hobby
But it's nothing very special
I do the garden
I watch girls
I am so ordinary
I have life
I have cage
I'm going bald
I want to tell the world
I've done nothing
I've achieved nothing
I work for a firm
But I want to burn it down, down
I am so ordinary
I am so ordinary
I was born
One day I'll die
There was something in between
I, I don't know what
Or why
I'm a man
I want to break a rule
I am a no, no, no, no, no, no, nobody
Everybody's fool
I am so ordinary
Frustration (x4)
I'm so tired of endless art
Love stories
I'm beginning to not give a damn
I wish I could reach right out for the untouchable
Film starring Bruce, John Wayne, Elvis Presley
Experiment with cocaine, LSD and set a bad bad example
Live a little, run a harem, be a tiger
Meet Bo Derek and be her Tarzan
Reach, reach out out
Live, live, live
Die, die, die
I, I, I, I wanna die...
Frustration, oh
Frustration (x3)
I wanna die
I wanna die, die, die, die
die, die, d..d..d..die, die, die
Frustration
I wanna die
soft cell - fun city
Fun City
I left my home
With a pain in my heart
Not a word of goodbye
To the ones that I loved
I'm taking a train
Away from the rain
To the lights and the smoke
I've got to find my own way now
Fun City
To the London Experience
Fun City
To the London Experience
Backward
Forwards
Wearing out the corners
Fun City
Here's my experience
Have no feelings
Have no sex
I wonder who to pick up next
Playland Scandal
Pocket weighs you down
Machine handle
Goes down
I lose all my money
Trying to make a killing
Can't even make my fare back home
So this is Fun City
Have no feelings
Have no sex
Wonder who
To pick up next
I tried to make friends
Tried to make amends
I sunk so low
That it's hard to climb out
I've nowhere to live
But I've so much to give
I found the hard way
What's life all about
Have no feelings
Have no sex
I wonder who to pick up next
I'm all alone
And I'm lost in this city
Being paraded
Feeling degraded
I wanted love
And I thought this was the way
But I'm only young
And I'm often this wrong
Have no feelings
Have no sex
Wonder who to pick up next
I have no morals
Have no innocence
I'm quite straight
Just playing for rent
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