Buzzcocks

A Different Kind Of Tension – Buzzcocks

Wait here Go there
Come in Stay out
Be yourself Be someone else
Obey the law Break the law

Be ambitious Be modest
Plan ahead Be spontaneous
Decide for yourself Listen to others
Save money Spend money

Be good Be evil
Be wise Be foolish
Be safe Be dangerous
Be satisfied Be envious
Be honest Be deceitful
Be faithful Be perfidious
Be sane Be mad
Be strong Be weak
Be enigmatic Be plain
Be aggressive Be peaceful
Be brave Be timid
Be humane Be cruel
Be critical Be appreciative
Be temperamental Calm
Be sad Be happy
Be normal Be unusual

Stop Go
Live Die
Yes No
Rebel Submit
Right Wrong
Sit down Stand up
Create Destroy
Accept Reject
Talk Silence
Speed up Slow down
This way That way
Right Left
Present Absent
Open Closed
Entrance Exit
Believe Doubt

Truth Lies
Escape Meet
Love Hate
Thank you Flunk
Clarify Pollute
Simple Complex
Nothing Something
Stop Go
Live Die
Yes No
Rebel Submit
Right Wrong
Sit down Stand up
Create Destroy
Accept Reject
Talk Silence

By admin on October 28, 2013 | A Song Lyrics | A comment?
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369 – Buzzcocks

I guess it’s not my lucky day today oh well
You’ve been good to me
You make me feel so happy
Can’t believe that I deserve it though

Love’s more than the silly games you play oh no
Play it casually
No need to get a sweat on
At least not at the moment so

369 all the time
What’s the meaning in the number
Somebody tell me
369 through my mind
All I’m getting is a number
Somebody help me please

Take this bitter cup away from me oh oh
It takes two you know
So if you’re feeling lonely
Why not start a conversation no no

Another bitter twist of irony ho ho
Not that easily
My heart is on the warpath
I don’t need a reservation

369 all the time
What’s the meaning in the number
Somebody tell me
369 through my mind
All I’m getting is a number
Somebody help me

369 so sublime
All I’m getting is a number
Somebody tell me
369 for the sixth time
What’s this with that number
Somebody help me

Now that you know you have no one
But yourself to blame
No matter which way you look at it
It still looks the same

[SOLO]

I guess it’s not my lucky day today oh well
You’ve been good to me
You make me feel so happy
Can’t believe that I deserve it though

By admin on October 19, 2013 | # Song Lyrics | 23 comments
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16 – Buzzcocks

You know I don’t like dancin’
An’ I don’t like to bop
Too much movement’s exertion
Makes me wish I could drop
Dro’ dro’ dro’ dro’ dro’ dro’ drop

An’ I don’t like french kissin’
Cos you swallow my tongue
And you think that you’re oh so very old
You only want me ‘cos you think I’m so young
Yo’ yo’ yo’ yo’ yo’ yo’ young

All right
Ok
No way

An’ I wish I was sixteen again
Then things would be such fun
All the things I’d do would be the same
But they’re much more fun
Than when you’re twenty wo’ wo’ wo’ wo’ wo’ one

All right
Ok
No way

An’ I hate modern music
Disco boogie pop
They go on an’ on an’ on an’ on an’ on
How I wish they would stop

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16 Again – Buzzcocks

Feeling like I’m almost sixteen again
Layin’ ’round doing nothing like all my friends
Play it cool don’t get angry count up to ten
Just like I was sixteen again

Everybody gets the lowdown right from the start
Everybody gets the showdown right from the heart
But that’s all that’s on the menu and life’s a la carte
I don’t know

Things in life are not played for keeps
If it makes you happy it’ll make you weep
And if you want some more practical advice
If you can’t think once then don’t think twice
Cos things won’t seem so nice
You’ll wish you were sixteen again
Oh no

Feeling rather strange when you’re sixteen again
Things don’t seem the same the past is so plain
This future is our future this time’s not a game
This time you’re sixteen again

Always on your own when there’s nobody else
Asking myself would I be someone else
But after all life’s only death’s recompense
I don’t know

Things in life are not played for keeps
If it makes you happy it’ll make you weep
And if you want some more practical advice
If you can’t think once then don’t think twice
Cos things won’t seem so nice
You’ll wish you were sixteen again
Oh no

[SOLO]

Look at me here I am for your eyes
Mirrored proof of what you recognize
I know I never will feel quite like you
And I know you won’t treat me right till I do
But at least we’ll know it’s true
That we’re sixteen again
Oh no

Feeling rather strange when you’re sixteen again
Things don’t seem the same the past is so plain
This future is our future this time’s not a game
This time you’re sixteen again

Always on your own when there’s nobody else
Asking myself would I be someone else
But after all life’s only death’s recompense
I don’t know

Look at me here I am for your eyes
Mirrored proof of love’s suicide
I know I never will feel quite like you
And I know you won’t treat me right till I do
But at least we’ll know it’s true
That we’re sixteen again
Oh no

Sixteen again
Sixteen again

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Yesterday’s Not Here – Buzzcocks

Looking back on life is such a retrospective thing
Hoping for some nice advice that only you could bring
But you came as in a storm when the woolly dreams were shorn off my back
Suffer cold reality’s sting

All my life that I remember was a drag
Even though it wasn’t so good it was all that I’d had
Now I’ve seen it slip away and tomorrow’s just another day
To find relief from feeling sad

Yesterday’s not here no more
It’s gone for good and I’m glad ‘cos it made me sore
All the things that might have been
Are seen by me as regrets that my memory stores

All my life that I remember was a drag
Even though it wasn’t so good it was all that I’d had
Now I’ve seen it slip away and tomorrow’s just another day
To find relief from feeling sad

Yesterday’s not here no more
It’s gone for good and I’m glad ‘cos it made me sore
All the things that might have been
Are seen by me as regrets that my memory stores

But from all my time the things I have seen
Have I seen you or have I been
A mirror of what you wanted to be
Just almost like you were to me
To me, to me, to me

Yesterday’s not here no more
It’s gone for good and I’m glad ‘cos it made me sore
All the things that might have been
Are seen by me as regrets that my memory stores

Yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more
Oh yesterday’s not here no more

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Palm Of Your Hand – Buzzcocks

It’s not so strange you know to feel like this
I thought of you I knew that you’d understand
I think it’s time you know we did more than kiss
Ever fallen in love with the palm of your hand
I’ve made up my mind as a bull sees red
To get my tail wagged must I sit up and beg

And if you want to brush up on technique
You can read all about it in the book that I found
When the spirit is willing the flesh won’t be weak
There’s little more to it than just jerking around
I’m hungry for the most perfect of needs
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand

My temperature shoots up to one hundred degrees
It’s manual automatic makes me weak at the knees
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Executive attention yes the kind that relieves
You’ve got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Palm of your hand
The palm of your hand
At the palm of your hand

[SOLO]

My temperature shoots up to one hundred degrees
It’s manual automatic makes me weak at the knees
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Executive attention yes the kind that relieves
You’ve got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Palm of your hand
The palm of your hand
At the palm of your hand

It’s not so strange you know to feel like this
I thought of you I knew that you’d understand
I think it’s time you know we did more than kiss
Ever fallen in love with the palm of your hand
It’s practicaly safe not much risk of disease
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand

My temperature shoots up to one hundred degrees
It’s manual automatic makes me weak at the knees
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Executive attention yes the kind that relieves
You’ve got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Palm of your hand
The palm of your hand
At the palm of your hand

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Keats’ Song – Buzzcocks

I never knew that
Party talk is oh so dull
Oh what fun to chat
No thanks my glass is full
I looked in your eyes
And blushed with suprise

I’d met you before
Hello I beg you pardon
Couldn’t hear ‘bove the roar
Why not let’s go in the garden?
You led the way
Oh my it’s my day

We looked at a flower
Night-scented so you said
We talked for an hour
Or more and then you read
From the book of my mind
Some words of poetry of a kind

We said our goodbyes
Au revoir they say in French
My taxi rolled by
I slouched on the upholstered bench
Oh Keats was so clever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever

By admin on September 16, 2013 | K Song Lyrics | 6 comments
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