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Sitting here and it’s feeling unsettling
I got all of these demons I’m wrestling
And damn, ain’t no second impressions
When the first is the worst,

existence
Was broken by our distance now we’re here
It’s like a movie
The way you move me
Butter up
My idle hands
I might’ve had
Some feelings
Blooming
For

shoulders
Push the feeling down where it can smolder

Fakes a grin and tries not to relive
The horrors of a culture that she just can't forgive
She's drowning

No corner shop, no launderette
No pound shop by the lights
No betting shop, no flower shop
No garage late at night

It's a road of many colours

silver-lined clouds
Bury down my sense of pride
Ashamed of all the things I can't hide
I've donned this mask a thousand times
Choked back by
All the breath I

kids nappy heads and all dirty
And she's gettin pimped by a nigga that's thirty
I saw her hangin' in an alley
Bragging to her friends how she's ho'in' in

I'm snatching your girl
She calls me Mr drummond - cause
Diff'rent Strokes rule the world i got a
Thirst for knowledge and a appetite for drama

*Mr Loh singing*

As I can see the ocean breaking
The ocean breaks on her self
It will remind me that all the shit I'm feeling
Will soon be
Will be

Let them know now one time
It's Mr. Lover!
Baby girl I'm gonna take you to cloud nine
Fly high, straight up! 
What you say? Uh uh uh uh

I

sitting on the couch wit a big ol grin
Pinched your butt you said ouch don't do it again
It's a house party baby let the games begin
And I an't talm bout

I'm gonna take you by surprise
Not going anymore my feelings to hide
You may take me as you like
I don't give anyone my fate to decide

Going through

hand
Feeling fucking psycho, think I popped another xan

Got this fucking 40 on me, thinking might go blam
Now you gonna see me just for who I really am,

I am held together by metal and glue
My crooked bones
How my body
My body
My body
Turned blue, blue
There's a feeling that I get
When I'm walking, I

Something about her, it drew him in
They met out of nowhere with nothing but grins
They started to talk and days went on
Her smile would be his day

The snow had fallen all around the town on Christmas Day
The merrymaking music of the organ grinder played
The cry of pain as Mr Dene fell clean up

The Geeks Get The Girls

American Hi-Fi

Live in Milwaukee

2005

Another Friday night, to get the feeling right
At the bar when he sees her coming over
What you gonna do, if she walks up to you
Tongue tied

And for her to come running
To me
Late December evenings
Are the times I come alive
But ever since you left me
I've been feeling like I'm dying
So Mrs

you're feeling empty
Better thank your lucky stars
If you ever felt one breaking
You'd never want a heart
Hey there, Mr. Tin Man
You don't know how lucky

feeling reside

My room
No smokes
By the bedside tokes
My life control
No border control
House of cards spoiled
Just beer and 8 tracks
Fragile ego hero

Mrs. E. Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gun, la, la, la
Mrs. E. Roosevelt didn't even know I owned one la, la, la
Somewhere between the cobblestone

Walking in the dark
Not caring where it leads
It begins to rain
Drenched in cold (I madman)
I see a girl
The feeling of alone
I am drawn to her

I Mr Man I'm just Soldier Mac
Here I stand open hands I want all of that
Painting vivid pictures influenced by old prescriptions
Of people passing

understand 
What I am 
Mr. Record Collector man
Here I am
Don't you understand 
What I am

Now I'll admit my hair looks funny
Don't be fooled by my rock & roll

A holiday turned gray
By unreasonable expectations
Your voice
So foreign
So unfamiliar

Living vicariously through others
Well you're just making