Lyric
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Song
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The mirror's image tells me it's home time. But I'm not finished, 'cause you're not by my side.
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Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?
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Stop and wait a sec. When you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?
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505
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Fools on parade. Cavort and carry on.
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Secret Door
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They sped up to the point where they provoke the punchline before they have told the joke.
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Teddy Picker
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Well, the times are so a-changing. Baby, even when it's live.
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2013
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Richard of York (The Executive Branch)'s having some fun with the warm-up act.
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Perfect Sense
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Caricatures of your wrecking ball. In my mind all the time.
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All My Own Stunts
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Religious iconography. Giving you the creeps.
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Science Fiction
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Well, that's quite a number to sing. Spotlit, getting lowered in.
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Big Ideas
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I thought I saw you in the Battleship, but it was only a look-alike.
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Cornerstone
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Got a chase last night, from men with truncheons dressed in hats.
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Riot Van
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We'll ask if we can have six in. If not, we'll have to have two.
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Red Light Indicates Doors Are Secured
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Lego Napoleon movie. Written in noble gas-filled glass tubes, underlined in sparks.
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Hello You
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Well, now then, mardy bum. I've seen your frown and it's like looking down the barrel of a gun.
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Mardy Bum
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Said, Who's that girl there? I wonder what went wrong, so that she had to roam the streets.
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When the Sun Goes Down
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I etched a face of a stopwatch, on the back of a raindrop.
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Piledriver Waltz
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You push the button and we'll do the rest...
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The World's First Ever Monster Truck Front Flip
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Freaky keypad, by the retina scan.
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I Ain't Quite Where I Think I Am
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Trudging through the morning. The tramp with the trampoline under his arm shifts past your whiskers.
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Pretty Visitors
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I was biting the time zone. And we embellished the banks of our bloodstreams.
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Potion Approaching
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For a master of deception and subterfuge, you've made yourself quite the bed to lie in.
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Body Paint
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If you were there, beware the serpent soul-pinchers.
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If You Were There, Beware
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Dancing in my underpants. I'm gonna run for government.
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One-Point Perspective
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One look sends it coursing through the veins. Oh, how the feeling races back up to their brains.
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You Probably Couldn't See for the Lights, But You Were Staring Straight at Me
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You used to get in your fishnets. Now you only get it in your night dress.
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Fluorescent Adolescent
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I wanna be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust.
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I Wanna Be Yours
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Library pictures of the quickening canoe. The first of its kind to get to the moon.
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Library Pictures
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Have you got colour in your cheeks? Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift the type that sticks around, like something in your teeth?
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Do I Wanna Know?
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Well, the mourning was complete. There were tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat.
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Do Me a Favour
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Just when things are getting complicated, in the eye of the storm.
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The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala
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In a foreign place. The saving grace was the feeling that it was a heart that he was stealing.
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Only Ones Who Know
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He knew what he wanted to say, but he didn't know how to word it.
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D Is for Dangerous
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Your love is like a studded leather headlock.
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Suck It and See
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How am I supposed to manage my infallible beliefs? While I'm socking it to you.
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Sculptures of Anything Goes
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I've seen your eyes as they fix on me. What is he doing?
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Perhaps 'Vampires' Is a Bit Strong, But...
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Old yellow bricks. Love's a risk.
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Old Yellow Bricks
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What's been happening in your world? What have you been up to?
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Snap Out of It
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I want an interesting synonym to describe this thing that you say we're all grandfathered in.
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Batphone
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Smile like you've got a straw in something tropical. I've got the party plugged right into my skull.
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She Looks like Fun
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Don't get emotional. That ain't like you.
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There'd Better Be a Mirrorball
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Advertise in imaginative ways. Start your free trial today.
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Four Out of Five
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I heard the truth was built to bend. A mechanism to suspend the guilt.
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Dance Little Liar
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I'm a puppet on a string. Tracy Island, time-travelling.
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R U Mine?
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I wanna build you up, brick by brick.
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Brick by Brick
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Get on your dancing shoes. There's one thing on your mind.
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Dancing Shoes
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Last night they used two bouncers, and one of them's all right, the other one's scarier.
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From the Ritz to the Rubble
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You've got the lights on in the afternoon. And the nights are drawn out long.
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Knee Socks
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Mad sounds in your ears. They make you feel all right.
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Mad Sounds
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Running off over next door's garden before the hour is done. It's more a question of feeling than it is a question of fun.
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Balaclava
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Brian, top marks for not trying.
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Brianstorm
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Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making my eyes at you.
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I Bet You Look Good on the Dance Floor
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Topless models, doing semaphore.
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Reckless Serenade
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Put your heavy metal to the test. There might be half a love song in it all for you.
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Mr Schwartz
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Blind faith. Heartbreak. Mind games. Mistakes.
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I Want It All
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Last night when my psyche's subcommittee sang to me in its scary voice, you slowly dropped your eyelids.
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Golden Trunks
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I've been feeling foolish. You should try it.
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She's Thunderstorms
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Been fighting with my sheets. And nearly crying in my sleep.
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Dangerous Animals
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Well, it's ever so funny. 'Cause I don't think you're special, I don't think you're cool.
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Still Take You Home
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Jet skis on the moat. They shot it all in CinemaScope.
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Jet Skis on the Moat
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Outside the café by the cracker factory, you were practising a magic trick.
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Crying Lightning
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So when you gaze at planet Earth from outer space, does it wipe that stupid look off your face?
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American Sports
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So you're on the prowl, wondering whether she already left or not.
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No. 1 Party Anthem
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Jesus in the day spa. Filling out the information form.
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Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
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You showed me my tomorrow beside a box of matches.
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Fire and the Thud
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Lately I've been seeing things. Belly button piercings.
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Black Treacle
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Well, oh, they might wear classic Reeboks. Or knackered Converse, or tracky bottoms tucked in socks.
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A Certain Romance
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Break a mirror. Roll the dice.
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Don't Sit Down, 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
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Arabella's got some interstellar 'gator skin boots.
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Arabella
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If you can summon the strength, tow me. I can't hold down the urgency.
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My Propeller
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A pussyfooting setting sun. Make a wish that weighs a ton.
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That's Where You're Wrong
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Still got pictures of friends on the wall. I suppose we aren't really friends anymore.
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The Ultracheese
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I can't explain, but I wanna try. There's this image of you and I.
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Fireside
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From the bottom of your heart. The relegation zone.
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One for the Road
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Anticipation has the habit to set you up for disappointment in evening entertainment, but tonight there'll be some love.
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The View from the Afternoon
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Your grandfather's guitar. Thinking about how funny I must look.
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The Car
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Oh, the night's like a whirlwind. Somebody's girlfriend is talking to me, but it's all right.
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The Bad Thing
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I just wanted to be one of The Strokes. Now look at the mess you made me make.
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Star Treatment
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Fake tales of San Francisco echo through the room.
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Fake Tales of San Francisco
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There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had. Those who make sinners out of such lovely lads.
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This House Is a Circus
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Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now?
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Love Is a Laserquest
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Fiendish wonder in a carnival's wake. Dull caresses once again irritate.
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The Jeweller's Hands
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