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NO HOPE
Oh I could bore you with the truth
About an uneventful youth
Though you could get that rap from someone else
And I could make an observation
If you want the voice of a generation
But I'm too self-absorbed to give it clout
And I, I don't really care about
Anybody else when I haven't got my own life figured out
Cause when you're young and bored and twenty four
And don't know who you are no more
There's no hope
And it's time to come of age
I think it's a problem
Does it ever go away?
I know I am so self-obsessed
I guess
But there's no hope
And I hope it's just a phase
Oh I'll grow
Oh I could look for inspiration
Find it in the job of an English nation
Now wouldn't that be cheap and ill-informed
And I could bet that you don't believe me
If I said it came from deep within me
But I promise you I'm telling you the truth
And I, I don't really care about
Anybody else when I haven't got my own life figured out
Cause when you're tewnty four and young and bored
And don't know who you are no more
There's no hope
And it's time to come of age
I think it's a problem
Does it ever go away?
I know I am so self-obsessed
I guess
But there's, no hope
And I hope it's just a phase
Oh I'll grow
Well I wish that I was comfortable in my own skin
But the whole thing feels like an exercise
And trying to be someone I would rather not be
I tried to second guess if you would be approving
I find my life ever so moving
Came wide-eyed and unassuming
Oh OK
There is no hope
And there's desperately no hope
And there's definitely no hope
If you don't believe me
And there's no hope
and there's desperately no hope
and there's definitely no hope
If you don't believe me
But I, I don't really care about
Anybody else, when I haven't got my own life figured out
Cause when you're twenty four and young and bored
And don't know who you are no more
There's no hope
And it's time to come of age
I think it's a problem
Does it ever go away?
I know i am so self-obsessed
I guess
But there's no hope
And I hope it's just a phase
Oh I'll grow
There is no hope
I know it's a problem
And it never goes my way
I know I am so self-obsessed
I guess
But there's no hope
And I hope it's just a phase
Oh I'll grow
WRECKIN' BAR (RA RA RA)
Pretty girl, wrecking' bar
Ra ra ra ra yeah you are
Growing up, I’m twice the man
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I am
The angel's game, F Scott Fitzgerald
The evening news and the morning herald
I know they're not from very far
But those girls do nothing for me
Where you been? You can't say?
Hey hey hey hey yeah you may
That might seem a bit below
No no no it's funny though
Let’s go home, I think we oughtta
I know you're your mother's daughter
Well brought up and royal blue
But I haven't got the time for you
Finger pointing, pre-supposing
Watch out man the doors are closing
This is what you get when you turn your back
A clear blue sky turning dirty black
TIGER BLOOD
You'd do it different
But it's not up to you
You had it easy but had nothing to do
I'm not conviced that
I am doing it right
Just suck it up and say its all good in spite
You're moving in a different class
Drinking red wine from
A brandly glass, oh no!
Thats not to say
We're doing it your way
Tiger blood!
You *** it up
and thought that I would understand
But I don't like what
You are saying offhand
And when I went for you,
You bit me back good
Laying in yhe corner like an animal would
By playing on my biggest fear
I watched you walking
Out of here, it hurts!
Thats not to say
We're doing it your way
Tiger blood!
Who would have thought
That you would be
In to get one up on me, it hurts!
Thats not to say
We're doing it your way
Tiger blood!
A LACK OF UNDERSTANDING
It's only been a year
But it feels like a lifetime here
How's it been for you?
Does it feel like a lifetime too?
What would you do now in light of it all?
I don't regret it in spite of it all
If I can't convince you then nobody can I guess
I've got too much time on my hands
But you don't understand
Or you won't understand
Would I make it right?
Would it make you less uptight?
What would it achieve?
What should I put up my sleeve?
What did you think would come out of it all?
That we'd quit pretending we doubted it all?
Oh you don't make me nervous, hell nobody does these days
I've got too much time on my hands
But you don't understand
Or you won't understand
I've got too much time on my hands
But you don't understand
Or you won't understand
Are you ready, are you ready, are you ready for this?
Should I shake your hand or should I give you a kiss?
Is this everything you always hoped it would be?
We'll see...
I've got too much time on my hands
But you don't understand
Or you won't understand
I've got too much time on my hands
But you don't understand
Or you won't understand
WETSUIT
If at some point we all succumb
For goodness sake let us be young
Because time gets harder to outrun
And I'm nobody, I'm not done
With a cool cool breeze and dirty knees
I rest on childhood memories
We all got old at breakneck speed
Slow it down, go easy on me
Go easy on me
Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come
Put a t-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
If it's up and after you
What do you suppose that you would do?
You're all whacked out from lack of sleep
You blame it on the friends you keep
You want to do things differently
And do them independently
We all got old at breakneck speed
Slow it down, go easy on me
Go easy on me
Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come
Put a t-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come
Put a t-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
Does holy water make you pure?
Submerged your vision's just obscured
You're a lot like me
In up to our knees
In over your chest is way too deep
Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come
Put a t-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
Grow your hair out long, come on, come
Put a t-shirt on
Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
TEENAGE ICON
Oh look at me
So ordinary
No mystery
With no great capability but
I could make out as if I had it
But you know
God I'm so obvious and I should let it go
Oh I don't know
I'm no teenage icon
I'm no Frankie Avalon
I'm nobodys hero
Reserved and shy your average guy
No piercing stare
Just out of shape with messy hair but
I always figured I was somebody an wait
And now I'm guessing that my moment must be late
Cause I'm here
I'm no teenage icon
I'm no Frankie Avalon
I'm nobodys hero
I'm not magnetic or mythical
I'm suburban and typical
But I got it I got it
I'm overun with it all
Seductive, charming way with words
So effortless
Not leather clad or dangerous but
I always did it like a real rebel would
I had a photo which on Lennon may have stood
So I'm told
I'm no teenage icon
I'm no Frankie Avalon
I'm nobodys hero
I'm no teenage icon
I'm no Frankie Avalon
I'm nobodys hero
UNDER YOUR THUMB
Hanging out some
Underneath European sun
Hanging out under your thumb
Under it, second to none
I don't mind about taking it slow
I’m perfectly aware of what I’m yet to know
Mutually assumed, utterly consumed
Totally adored, Eleanor
Eleanor
Eleanor
Eleanor
Take it in your stride but don't string me along
I wouldn't tie you down but if you did do me wrong
Thoroughly unnerved, equally perturbed
Totally adored, Eleanor
Eleanor
Eleanor
Eleanor
Eleanor
Eleanor
Eleanor
POST BREAK-UP SEX
I can barely look at you
Don't tell me who you lost it to
Didn't we say we had a deal, didn't I say how bad I'd feel?
Everyone needs a helping hand, who said I would not understand?
Someone up the social scale for when you're going off the rails have
Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex
Leave it 'till the guilt consumes
I found you in the nearest room
All our friends were unaware, most had just passed out downstairs
To think I'd hoped you'd be ok, no I can't think of what to say
Maybe I misunderstood but I can't believe you're feeling good from
Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex
Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex
When you love somebody but you find someone
And it all unravels and it comes undone
Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex
Post break-up sex
That helps you forget your ex
What did you expect from post break-up sex
ALL IN WHITE
Break me on the thirty-seventh hour
Tout me, doubt me, show me all of your power
I will watch you rise on my back from the ground
Friend or foe?
I don't know
Do you like what you've found?
I will one day shine with you
I'll shine on a faithful few
Show we 'low quotations
Have you earned your stripes?
Fabricate salvation
Lord, I know your type
I've known you all my life
I was always wrong, you all in white
Brush my cause aside with little trouble
Oh my god, I think I'm hearing double
I will watch you rise on my back from afar
Friend or foe?
I don't know now you're up in the stars
But I will one day shine with you
I'll shine on a faithful few
Show we 'low quotations
Have you earned your stripes?
Fabricate salvation
Lord, I know your type
I've known you all my life
I was always wrong, you all in white
Show we 'low quotations
Have you earned your stripes?
Fabricate salvation
Lord, i know your type
I've known you all my life
I was always wrong, you all in white
Show we 'low quotations
Have you earned your stripes?
Fabricate salvation
Lord, I know your type
I've known you all my life
I was always wrong, you all in white
BLOW IT UP
Ok, I could live without it
Were you ever my age? No I doubt it
A Native American feather
Degenerates look better in leather
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up!
Trippin' out is fun on the weekend
But you don't feel as young with a girlfriend
I'm bored of trying to deal with your ego
Play it like that and it will though
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow, blow, blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
Blow it up
IF YOU WANNA
I don't want to wake up in the morning
But I've got to face the day
That's what all the friends I do not like as much as you say
I don't want to do things independently
But I can't make you stay
That's what all the friends I do not like as much as you say
But if you wanna come back it's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back
Do you wanna come back? It's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back to me
I don't want to see you with another guy
But the fact is that I may
That's what all the friends I do not like as much as you say
Give it just another couple months or so
Then you'll be ok
That's what all the friends I do not like as much as you say
Alone, all alone
I am on my own
Alone, all alone
I am on my own
But if you wanna come back it's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back
Do you wanna come back? It's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back to me
If you wanna come back it's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back
Do you wanna come back? It's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back
Do you wanna come back? It's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back
Do you wanna come back? It's alright, it's alright
It's alright if you wanna come back to me
NØRGAARD
Great Dane's cheekbones
Teenage hormones
Young complexion
Non-physical affection
You're a god send
Do you want a boyfriend?
Crazy crazy, easy tiger
Her mind's made up, she don't want to go steady
She's only seventeen so she's probably not ready
A-m-a-n-d-a norgaard
I saw you on a cover on cross bay boulevard
Smaller ***
And skinny framework
Tall, sharp hips
And you're all in the same work
Giving me the sweet talk
Walking down the catwalk
I want a mannequin
But she won't let me in
Her mind's made up, she don't want to go steady
She's only seventeen so she's probably not ready
A-m-a-n-d-a norgaard
I saw you on a cover on cross bay boulevard
Her mind's made up, she don't want to go steady
She's only seventeen so she's probably not ready
A-m-a-n-d-a norgaard
I saw you on a cover on cross bay boulevard
Her mind's made up, she don't want to go steady
She's only seventeen so she's probably not ready
A-m-a-n-d-a norgaard
I saw you on a cover on cross bay boulevard