Where is my master, the Rebel Prince,Who will shut all these windows?It's these windows all around me,It's these windows who are telling meTo rid my dirty mind of all of its precio...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
They're forming in a straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The Blitzkrieg Bop
They're piling in the back seat
They're generating steam h...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
If I could I'd like to be, a great big movie star
Overnight sensation, drive a big expensive car
I would buy you everything your little heart desires
These things I do, 'cause I'm ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
Everybody - all you people gather roundAnd get your body busy - move it up and groove it downWe're gonna use it up - gonna wear it outAin't nothin' left in this whole world I care ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
The super fly guy that you're courtin' now
Used to be a super-swot
And the clothes he thinks look retro
Are more 'Land That Time Forgot'
And if he knows where he was standin'
When...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
Daddy was the local drunk
Mommy was the loosest girl in town
Brother just some two-bit punk
Rode his Harley D into the ground
Distant friends and relatives
Each of them a prob...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
There's a bench in every park dedicated to
Those who sat there once but didn't make it through
There are names carved deep in bark on every tree
By those who spent their time li...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
We've come a long way from the caveWhat, you started to shave?Now we know just how to behaveSince chivalry decided to batheAnd as the skirts we wore were increasingly highTill the ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
There was a pool table there at the weddingThat most of the men stood and playedWhilst the women danced in their melancholyTill the last record started to fadeAnd as D.J. turned th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South
You?ll know when romance is dead
Your make up in a toolbox somewhere in the shed
His face is unshaven, the grass overgrown
From the shed to the bed is a web you call home
You?l...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Beautiful South