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Downward
00:44
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A Thimble of Oogy
00:30
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I Had A Keyboard
00:19
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I had a keyboard and I had a mouse
I had a screen with eye watering res
I left the door open when I went out
Now there is nothing left for me here
except for my NES
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The Boy Who Hugged Her
02:52
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A quiet loner all through school and sixth form much the same
How could she know that I exist? Why would she know my name?
I gather up my courage, planning for the worst
But when I go to speak to her someone had got there first
The Boy Who Hugged Her Touched Her Bum, she didn’t seem to mind
Because she didn’t slap away the hand on her behind
I spend my whole life looking, but when I do I find
The Boy Who Hugged Her Touched Her Bum and she didn’t seem to mind
And now I’m ten years older but nothing much has changed
I’ve got a job in IT and a sock drawer that’s arranged
The girl who works in finance has a smile that melts my heart
But when I go to talk to her it stops before it starts
The Boy Who Hugged Her Touched Her Bum, she didn’t seem to mind
Because she didn’t slap away the hand on her behind
I spend my whole life looking, but when I do I find
The Boy Who Hugged Her Touched Her Bum and she didn’t seem to mind
But leaving work on Friday night she stops me on my way
And nervously she asks if I am free on Saturday
And the girl who hugged me touched my bum and I felt overjoyed
I might be reading something more, but take that up with Freud
Cause all I know is in that squeeze my hopes and spirits buoyed
The girl who hugged me touched my bum and I felt overjoyed
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6. |
Upward
00:36
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23
00:35
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Rusty Metal Frizzy Hair
03:26
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Once they would riot while screaming my name
Once I was high on my infinite fame
Once there were groupies that no man could tame
But now every day is grey just the same
Where, where did it all go wrong?
Without hair how can I sing this song?
Where is my crowd?
Is this too loud?
Have I had my day?
Do I need a toupee?
Our metal is rusty, our hair nought but frizz
They say that there’s no place for grey in showbiz
But WD40 and Vidal Sassoon
A bottle of dye and a howl at the moon
Then, then this will all go right
Even in this our blackest night
You’ll see, this is where I take flight
Bring me my crowd
We still play loud
And here we’ll stay
This is our day
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Along
01:37
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Once in a Moon UK
Robert Wells is a dabbler and a potterer residing in South London. This started as a challenge to write a new song every month (hence the name). He is also an actor, artist, technician and librarian.
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