Playlist Sterophonics

sterophonics - dakota

Thinking back, thinking of you
Summertime, I think it was June
Yeah I think it was June
Laying back, head on the grass
Chewing gum, having some laughs
Yeah, having some laughs

You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one

Drinking back, drinking for two
Drinking with you, when drinking was new
Sleeping in the back of my car
We never went far, didn't need to go far

You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one

I don't know where we are going now
I don't know where we are going now

Wake up, cold coffee and juice
Remembering you - what happened to you?
I wonder if we'll meet again
Talk about life since then
Talk about why did it end?

You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one

I don't know where we are going now
I don't know where we are going now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now

sterophonics - maybe tomorrow

I've been down and I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
keep walking around with me, with me
Waste time and I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile
but be free, be all free
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home

I look around at a beautiful life
I been the upper side of down;
Been the inside of out but we breathe, we breathe

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean,
wanna take my time for me, all me

So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home

So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home

sterophonics - indian summer

Every time that I see ya
A lightning bolt fills the room
The underbelly of Paris
She sings her favorite tune

She'll drink you under the table
She'll show you a trick or two
But every time that I left her
I missed the things she would do

She was the one, for me
She opened my eyes, to see
She was the one, for me
Well alright

It was a cold September
Before the Indian summer
That's the thing I remember
When she gave me her number

Went from station to station
On a train 'cross the nation
And the rain of November
That's the time that we ended

She was the one, for me
Well alright

Vodka with Coca-Cola
Cocaine tucked in her shoes
Cigarettes over coffee
Her halo slipped to a noose

Take a slow boat to China
You fly a rag 'round the moon
She could take it or leave it
I knew it had to end soon

She was the one, for me
She opened my eyes, to see
She was the one, for me
Well alright

It was a cold September
Before the Indian summer
That's the thing I remember
When she gave me her number

Went from station to station
On a train 'cross the nation
And the rain of November
That's the time that we ended

She was the one, for me
She opened my eyes, to see

She was the one, for me
Well alright, alright, alright, yeah

sterophonics - i stopped to fill my car up

I stopped to fill my car up
The car felt good that day
I didn't know where I was going
But it felt good for a change
A five and a pocket full of silver
I paid the lady, no change
And then it started to piss down
I started driving again

And then I looked up
And looked in the mirror behind me
And then I looked up
And looked in the mirror behind me

A man round forty in the backseat
Must have stepped in when I was empty
So why's he sat there, just waiting?
Likely to smash my face in

He had a bag full of money
He said "Just drive me away"
I didn't know where I was going
Yet it felt good to be strange

And still I look up
And look in the mirror behind me
And still I look up
And look in the mirror behind me

Curiosity is over
He stepped down from the car
He pulled a gun from his jacket
Said I was going to die
"It gives me so much satisfaction
To watch you beg and cry"

Well I just made up this story
To get your attention, makes me smile

I never looked up or looked
In the mirror behind me

sterophonics - nothing compares to you

It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away
Since you've been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whoever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant-but nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues

'cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby, oh where did I go wrong?
I could put my arms around every girl I see
But they'd only remind me of you
So I went to the doctor guess what he told me
guess what he told me
He said boy you better try to have fun
No matter what you do
But he's a fool

'cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

All the flowers that you planted momma in the backyard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try

Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

sterophonics - mr writer

You line them up
Look at your shoes
You hang names on your wall
Then you shoot them all

You fly around in planes
That bring you down
To meet me who loves you, like
Me crashing to the ground

Are you so lonely?
Don't even know me
But you'd like to stone me

Mr Writer, why don't you tell it like it is?
Why don't you tell it like it really is?
Before you go on home

I used to treat you right
Give you my time
But when I'd turn my back on you
Then you do what you do

You've just enough, in my own view
Education to perform
I'd like to shoot you all
And then you go home
With you on your own
What do you really know?

Mr Writer why don't you tell it like it is?
Why don't you tell it like it really is?
Before you go on home

And then you go home
With you on your own
What do you even know?

Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it is?
Why don't you tell it like it always is?
Before you go on home

Mr. Writer, why don't you tell it like it really is?
Why don't you tell it like it always is?
Before you go on home

sterophonics - graffiti on the train

Oh the graffiti on the train
Oh the graffiti on the train, oh no
Rolled into her life
Oh the graffiti on the train, oh

Sets out, he left his lover sleeping
Rain falls, he's drowning in his secret
Wet streets are quiet as a church hall
Last house where children kick the football
Crossroads, his heart is beating faster
Getting close to asking her the question
"Marry me", he wants to paint the words on
The night train, he's hiding with his spray cans
Tonight he's gonna ride
When the paint is done and dried, oh come on

Oh the graffiti on the train
Oh the graffiti on the train
Oh the graffiti on the train
Oh she'll never be the same, oh no
Rolled into her life
Oh the graffiti on the train, oh

Day breaks his lover yawns and wakes up
Sips a cup and dusts her face in make up
Platform, she hears the people whisper
Someone died, they surfed the train and slipped up
Train comes the coach she's always used to
The doors read a "Marry me I love you"
Heart stops ecstatic and suspicious
She makes the call but he don't pick the phone up
The train sped down the line
It was the last train he would ride, oh no

Oh the graffiti on the train
Oh the graffiti on the train
Oh the graffiti on the train
Oh she will never be the same
Oh god, rolled into her life
Oh the graffiti on the train oh

sterophonics - best of you

Iâ??ve got another confession to make: Iâ??m your fool
Everyoneâ??s got their chains to break, holdinâ?? you
Were you born to resist or to be abused?

Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Are you gone and onto someone new?

I needed somewhere to hang my head without your noose
You gave me something that I didnâ??t have but had no use
I was too weak to give in, too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again but I break news
My head is giving me life or death but I canâ??t choose
I swear, Iâ??ll never give in, I refuse

Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
It's real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must, confess
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?

Oh...
Oh ... Oh ... Oh ... Oh ...

Has someone taken your faith?
It's real, the pain you feel
The life, the love, you die to heal
The hope that starts, the broken hearts
You trust, you must, confess

Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?

Iâ??ve got another confession, my friend: Iâ??m no fool
I'm getting tired of start it again somewhere new
Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear, Iâ??ll never give in, I refuse

Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?

Has someone taken your faith?
It's real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must, confess

Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

sterophonics - fiddler s green

September seventeen
For a girl I know it's Mother's Day
Her son has gone alee
And that's where he will stay
Wind on the weathervane
Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean
As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain
For a boy in Fiddler's Green
His tiny knotted heart
Well, I guess it never worked too good
The timber tore apart
And the water gorged the wood
You can hear her whispered prayer
For men at masts that always lean
That same wind that moves her hair
Moves a boy through Fiddler's Green
Ohhhh nothing changed anyway
Ahh nothing's changed anyway
Ahh anytime the day
He doesn't know a soul
And there's nowhere that he's really been
But he won't travel long alone
No, not in Fiddler's Green
Balloons all filled with rain
As children's eyes turn sleepy-mean
And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain
For a boy in Fiddler's Green

sterophonics - jealousy

Jealousy, my devil
jealousy, my hell
jealousy, insomnia
jealousy, sleep well
Innocence, is heaven
innocence, is hell
innocence, in everyone
innocence, is dead

Four and twenty black boys singing in the street
getting high, most things, wishing they were free

My angel, my devil, my hell, my heaven,
my storm, my calm, my photograph in my palm

Four and twenty white boys singing in the street
getting high, most things, wishing they were free

I been your bridge, yeah
I been your boy
I been your teacher
I been your joy
I been your drunk
I been your home
I been your rock
You been my stone

Four and twenty poor boys singing in the street
getting high, most things, wishing they were free

sterophonics - as long as we beat the english

1,2,3,4

We don't wanna be your enemy,
But when we're on the field,
It's red, white and green,

Get beat by the Irish,
Get beat by the Scots,
The French ought'ta struggle,
But you're the one we want,
We want...

As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English, we don't care

As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English,
As long as we beat the English, we don't care
We don't care

sterophonics - i wanna get lost with you

Do you remember the light of the flame?
It was a birthday party of someone
Then you told me your name
Said you were one in a million

I wanna get lost with you
It's the only thing I wanna do
Get out of my mind with you
So come on over

I walked you home in the rain
Speaking the same language
You were running around in my brain
Then you sent me a message

It said

I wanna get lost with you
It's the only thing I wanna do
Get out of my mind with you
So come on over

I wanna get lost with you
It's the only thing I wanna do
Get out of my mind with you
So come on over

I know we did some wrong
You told me that now
When I came to you
That you were with someone

If god messed up
With so much stuff
Like lifting a loaded gun
But now that I'm out of my mind with you
We got that day in the sun

I wanna get lost with you
It's the only thing I wanna do
Get out of my mind with you
So come on over

I wanna get lost with you
It's the only thing I wanna do
Get out of my mind with you
So come on over
So come on over
So come on over
Come on over

I wanna get lost with you
I wanna get lost with you
I wanna get lost with you
Yeah Yeah
Come on over

sterophonics - outside

If you like it I'll fight
If you like we can take it outside
If it makes you feel nice
Does it make you feel alright inside?

Do you do the same every night?
When your bored do you start up a fight?
A small part of your life,
Or does your life come alive on a saturday night

You make me laugh, you make me low,
Make me hate, make me throw
Make me wanna drag your face along the side of the road
Whats the matter with you?
Why do you do what you do?
Hope ya happy, feeling big now?

Do you pick a shape or a size?
Or just as long as they're too drunk to fight
Do you give the same to your wife?
Or do you save it for the slut your fucking on the side
You think you know what I'm like
You think you know me cause you see my face all of the time
You gotta open your eyes
Take a good look around, take yourself for a ride

You make me laugh, you make me low,
Make me hate, make me throw
Make me wanna drag your face along the side of the road
Whats the matter with you?
Why do you do what you do?
Hope ya happy, feeling big now?

I hear you brag it up high
I bet you missed out the part when you started to cry
You couldn't look in my eyes
and now your walking away with your head in the sky

You make me laugh, you make me low,
Make me hate, make me throw
Make me wanna drag your face along the side of the road
Whats the matter with you?
Why do you do what you do?
Hope ya happy, feeling big now?

sterophonics - bank holiday monday

Woke up with the shakes on the bathroom floor
The sun is shining, I felt like drinking some more
Sundayâ??s takeaway welded on my elvis tray
Itâ??s a pound a can in the garden all day

Start at noon, keep on going through til two
Dabbing speed like a monkey in a fucking zoo
Get your girl in the bathroom, after flirting all day
Itâ??s the time of your life on Bank Holiday Monday

Street Fighting
Yet some day
You get out

Out of those mondays
Yes some say
They were the best days
Out of our minds
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

8 Oâ??clock time to catch the next bus to town
When the drink is in, the wit is most definitely out
Late bars, fight starts, between my brother and I
Get kicked out so we hold tight and take it outside

Dodging cars, new scars, fighting out on the road
Knees me in the chest my head and arse hits the floor
Swallowed tongue, what we done, someoneâ??s hand in my mouth
Got to pull it back out on a Bank Holiday Monday

Street Fighting
Yet some day
You get out

Out of those mondays
Yes some say
They were the best days
Out of our minds
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

I want to stick him real hard with a kitchen knife
But we share the same bed in my mamâ??s house tonight
I wait, I wait, I wait, until he walks up the lane
Itâ??s all the fun of the fair on Bank Holiday Monday

Street Fighting
Yet some day
You get out

Out of those mondays
Yes some say
They were the best days
Out of our minds
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

sterophonics - plastic california

Plastic California,
Looks like Blackpool,
Outta date.
Some love, some hate.

It's all your competition,
It's not my occupation, true.
But it's what you do.

Some love, some hate.
Some love, some hate.

I like pink architecture,
Flip back my red strip deck chair, prove.
We got nothing to prove.

Gin stroke amnesia problems,
Over hearing talk of Hollywood,
We wish we could, ya should.

Some love and some hate.
Some love and some hate.

It's a beautiful place for nature,
And all the beautiful people make it true.
But you look as good as you.

Some love and some hate.
Some love and some hate.

Makes me feel great.
Makes me feel great.
I feel new,
D'ya feel new? ha, ha!
D'ya feel new? ha, ha!
D'ya feel new? ha, ha!

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