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Adolesce

I'm good with kids I tell 'em the truth Don't need to talk down To recapture my youth

This lust must be taboo

You can't be much older than ten Yeah I go for young men

I'm feeling old

Behind the times sage Most of my friends Are still underage

I can't help you with your problems

I can't help you with your problems I can't help you with your problems I do understand I can't help you with your problems I can't help you with your homework I can't help you with your problems I'm past all that now

This lust must be taboo

You can't be much older than ten Yeah I go for young men

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Another Girl

If you feel like you're another girl London's streets are full of other girls You're a kiss-ass in my other world But you're as cool as any other girl

If you feel like you're just 'one of the girls'

Don't blame meNothing more than another one of the girls I'm running to catch you nowYou're all clammed up like a tiny baby pearl Can't be meAnd you're as good as all the other girls If only I knew just how

If you feel you're not a riot grrl

Leicester SquareLondon's streets are full of quiet grrls She's crossing the road just thereYou're a sight to see when you're unfurled St John's WoodYou don't belong here in this boy-band world New girl in the neighbourhood

Your life's more valid than mine

I'm sleeping all the time Why try What's it like, knowing me As just another nobody

Too hard to be kind

I didn't think you'd mind Why lie What's it like, knowing me As just some other nobody

What's wrong with your eyes

Beauty breathing sighs Clutching onto the arm of your guy

If you feel like you're another girl

Don't blame meLondon's streets are full of other girls

Lyrics by Tammy, Deb, and Andy © Copyright 2002
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Arlo Bay

Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, on what I'm saying Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, on what I'm thinking Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, on what I'm reading Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, concentrate, on what I'm writing Concentrate on what I'm saying People are dying Babies are crying Concentrate

He spits when he sings

And it makes my heart go ping Can't do anything Cause I've found my new king

Crack an egg on your head, let the yolk run down

Let the chills run upLet the chills run downStab a knife in your back, let the blood run downLet the chills run upLet the chills run downSpiders crawling up your backA pinch, a squeeze, a cool tropical breeze

His undulations

Gave me palpitations A new infatuation Hell and damnation

Lyrics by Jennifer and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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AWAL

I'm rootless, I drift countryless I'm rootless, not knowing my place I'm rootless, an unwelcome guest I'm rootless

I'm living, stuck in my head

I'm living, trapped into tights I'm living, avoiding my dread I'm living

I'm groping

While sinking I try to Stop thinking

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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The Bearded Tomato

Odiferous, useless stumps Rotted, tiny feet Maimed, crushed into lotus hooks So lovely, pure and sweet 'Who can resist the fascination Of playing with and holding A soft and jade-like hook?'

Be quiet, it's clean, it's good hygeine

Look, we're not trying to be mean See, we have to sew you up while you're young It's a part of our tradition The knife makes a slash Cuts the wedding gash And if he can't open it like that He'll fuck her up her urinary tract

Modern women are just the same

Their quest for beauty causes pain They took poison for a porcelain skin They removed their ribs to be more thin We all suffer from clown syndrome Different faces take over our own Suitable only as circus freaks Like a bearded tomato

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Better Genes

I've been searching for that thing which you have always had For all my life I've been searching for the thing which you've had all along All my life

I want some better genes

I've been longing for that day

When I no longer feel ashamed of my life I've been longing for that day When I don't have to be ashamed of my life

I want some better genes

I've been waiting for that time when I realise

I'm in the prime of my life I've been waiting for the time when I stop wasting All the time in my life

I want some better genes

I need some better genes Better genes, better genes

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Better Place

A better place to learn

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 2004
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Big Bucks

Look at me, I'm one of a kind

Free To Be has shaped my mind Feels good but I have to say It hasn't always been that way Used to be an obstacle Thought I had to be beautiful Always knew that with teeth like these I'd never need any enemies

Now that I'm a little older

I've become a little bolder

Once again I have the urge to complain

It's getting wavy on the gravy train I get the rules, I get the game I don't suck up and that's a shame You should know I don't cruise to schmooze Only talk to the ones I choose I'll make it in my own sweet way What more do I have to say

Now that I'm a little older

I've become a little bolder

My feet are shot all full of holes

I've tried too hard to strengthen souls They laugh at me and call me a Moonie I'm still strong and they're still puny Steadfast on my chosen track Straight driving and don't look back Free to be with nothing owed I've never been down backlick road

What more would I have to do

I've got the goods and I'm honest too I'll make it in my own sweet way What more do I have to say

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Big Thaw

Autumn's watching, waiting close at hand

Summer's lying sunny on the sand Spring seems like a distant memory In my house the cold is on me It stays around me everywhere I stand

Sent a girl away when she had to go

Had the means to help, but didn't want to know I'll relive that time forever See her cry, see her fever

I live in winter, and I wait for the thaw

It's always winter, and I wait for the thaw I'm not safe any more

Carried along with your plans of eternal youth

Watched you play and wondered why I couldn't too Picked up all your nasty habits But I'm not her, and she can have it

I live in winter, and I wait for the thaw

It's always winter, and I wait for the thaw I'm not safe any more

I wait for the thaw

Not safe any more Be better for all I try but I fall

I wait for the thaw

I wait for the thaw

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1996
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Big Words

Hey Jen, pass me a pen I'm finally inspired It's taken so long to plough through barbed wire I decided to write him a real fan letter But I had to consider every single word...

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993
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Blue Light

She puts her hands on the TV Looks like she's feeling something Grainy, blot-out faded memory

Blue, blue light

Aquarium will glow through the night

Ultraviolet, aquamarine light Keep those halfway people out of sight Please try to sleep, please don't fight

Blue, blue light

The glow around your bed is blue

When I hang up the phone, I'm still with you Ultraviolet, aquamarine The saddest faces that I've ever seen

Blue, blue light

Lyrics by Tammy Deb and Andy © Copyright 2000
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Born Again

I am not the person I'm supposed to be

And my body doesn't feel the way I think it should All it takes is a little self-surgery Oh the pain, mmm, feels good

Well I've got a feeling I don't understand

Why can't a woman be more like a man And why can't men be more feminine I've got to kill my body to be born again oo oo oo I wanna be like you oo oo oo oo oo I wanna be like you oo oo

Well I've got to be cruel to become another kind

I've got to punish my body to purify my soul I'll have an open wound, I've got an open mind I've got to cut away something before I can be whole

Well I take my knife, cut into my skin

I'm rising higher and higher the further I go in I'm going past the sensations of pleasure and pain Into another world where I'll be born again oo oo oo I wanna be like you oo oo oo oo oo I wanna be like you oo oo

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993
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'Chipping', Dale

Wait a minute, I'm confused

So heroin's not bad for you?

They say moderation is the key

And they call it 'chipping', Dale Limited use leaves you addiction-free And they call it 'chipping', Dale

Oh, then I guess it's okay

The war on drugs got me carried away

Pickled, not poisoned

Forever preserved A miracle drug What mankind deserves No more just say no Nothing left to fear So fill 'er up And stick the needle here

I really don't mind what you do

It's your life, your mind, your right to choose

Wait a minute, who are 'They'?

Why should I believe anything they say?

Lyrics by Tammy. © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1992
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Choose Your Own Adventure

Preach

Misanthrope at thirteen

Feminist cadet "Are you a lez or a lezzie?" I choose to forget

You choose you lose

A pregnant teenager

Another cliche Another divorce And more on the way

The fear is of losing everything

You choose, you lose You choose, you lose The fallacy is it ain't anything Carpe diem - seize the day Carpe diem - seize the day

She visits in winter

To watch the leaves change And see everyone Before they all die

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Come Away

I used to love every minute It was easy Full of good, wholesome things How wrong could anyone be? I keep track on a list of shame

Come away

Got everything that I wanted

Don't want it Bought something every day She won't hear when I'm shouting I keep track on a list of shame

Come away-

There's nothing to see here

You're so

You're so You're so

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 2002
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Concrete Kite Flier

Hey now

Why don't you calm yourself down Why don't you breathe it all out Shut up, I'll show you how

Well I'm just breathing easy

I'm just winding down I'm so serene, anti-Mexican jumping bean I'm so easy-breezy I'm just cooling down I'm so serene, anti-Mexican jumping bean

Breathe in, breathe out

Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out

All I have to do is breathe it out

I just breathe it in and scream it out

Lyrics by Tammy and Ed © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Days Gone Forever

You may try to keep track

It's too late to reach back

There's no time to regret all your losses and mistakes

Burn a bridge, drive a wedge, and one more connection breaks Trailing sadly in your wake

You try to hold on

But it's like I told you The trail is cold now

If I disappear

Will you still be here? Maybe I'll see you

And if you miss the old days

Remember what I told you They weren't so happy Only in your memory The past is gone Now you're free

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Days of the Sun

Everyone's sad and everyone's lonely Feeling so bad and thinking if only It wasn't so dark and we weren't always waiting Six 'O clock sundown means hibernating

But in the sun, it's all right

In the days of the sun

Coconut oil on freckled brown shoulders

Rolling down hills while tar bubbles smoulder Everything's real and everything's funner Squinting at paint to remember the summer

Frost on the glass

Cold to the touch Cobwebs of sunlight on windowpanes I see my breath Still as the air Bright winter light thaws me through the rain

Now it's stopped hailing

see how green the grass is It's like I'm looking through yellow sunglasses Everything's new and everything's shining Everything's wrapped in a warm golden lining

But in the sun, it's all right

In the days of the sun

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright 2002
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D D Stunnas

I have this dream

Now and then Unprompted, unconscious and brutal to men

They call me "ballbreaker" in my dream

Omnipotent, all-knowing I reign supreme

There was this once - this one was vivid

Mark Eitzel attacked me Man I was livid

So I took him in my grasp

- You know what I mean - And I crushed him like glass Until his thoughts became clean

I don't understand my sadistic zeal

But a variation on that dream involves stiletto heels

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1992
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Did She Mention Me

Did she mention me

When you saw her? Did she mention me When you called her? I was dreaming I saw her die

Did you give my love

When you saw her? I would have gone myself But you know her Got a feeling it works out fine

Was she really bad

Is she better? Is she looking well? Don't upset her Got a feeling I'm feeling fine

You know I don't like to talk about the time

It takes a tragedy to make me change my mind

Give her one more chance

I like to be fair Give another chance Don't know why I still care I'm revealing I'm dumb and blind

Baby spread your wings

It's time to take off I want to shed those things It's time to shake off I am fleeing a living lie

This has gone way beyond my pride

My Lake Placid is on the other side

I have led such a charming life

It takes a drama just to make me feel alive

Nice to see you.

Good to see you too

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright 1998
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D.I.O

Appearing live, in person, on the global stage

Our own small festival You can see in my face and my fingers How I feel There's a new door open and I'm walking through

D.I.O., D.I.O., D.I.O.

Whoever we are Wherever we need to go D.I.O., D.I.O., D.I.O. We can teach each other everything we need to know

Although we made these songs and wrote these words

You listen and watch us play It's an exchange worth more than money We'll make it real It's a new economy and we are rich

D.I.O., D.I.O., D.I.O.

Whoever we are Wherever we need to go D.I.O., D.I.O., D.I.O. We can teach each other everything we need to know

D.I.O., D.I.O., D.I.O.

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 2002
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Don't Be Sad

Don't be sad, don't be sad

You still have everything that you had Life is a wayward and changeable thing You're walking around with your heart in a sling Feeling injured

It's so sad, it's so sad

Is it right to say: don't feel bad? So cry on my shoulder and stay at my side You're okay by me, so you don't have to hide what you're feeling We're still here Don't be sad

Time will stop for you

Don't be sad, don't be sad

You still have everything that you had It's only a bus ride to get to my door We'll shut out the world, it can't hurt any more

Time will stop for you

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 1999
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Don't Forget

When you drink your coffee

Don't forget to add the milk Oh I love coffee and milk When you're eating cereal Don't forget to read the box Oh I love to read the box Don't forget the extra things in life

When you play a record

Don't forget to sing along And get all the lyrics wrong When you're riding the bus Draw faces on the glass And don't forget to wave back to us Don't forget the extra things in life

I love you

When you're going out

Don't forget to tell your friends Oh I love all of my friends When you're close to breaking Please don't forget to bend Oh I love all of my friends When you move away Don't forget to say goodbye Oh I hate to say goodbye When I'm old and lonely I'll still remember you And the stupid things we do Don't forget the extra things in life

I love you

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1998
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Down Among The Dead Men

Down among the dead menI'm waking up and it's just another day Roll out of bed and start the day's decay I walk to work and I eat and I sleep There's nothing left for me to keep

Down among the dead men

When will I wake up again Down among the dead menWhen will I wake up again

There's nothing that I like to do

I'm happy not to do anything with you But I've got to do the death that pays After all, there's only so many sick days

When will I wake up again

When will I wake up again When will I wake up again Tell me I'm not one of them When will I wake up again Hold my breath and count to ten When will I wake up again Rotting like a caged-up hen When will I wake up again Give me back my life again

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1996
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Dreamless Sleep

Outside, everyone's moving While inside, I am dissolving Around me the world is revolving But I can't tell I'm too deep In my dreamless sleep

Up there they have forgotten me

Down here, increasingly rotten Behind me just a few things I've written But I don't care I can't weep In my dreamless sleep

I don't care

I'm too deep In my dreamless sleep

Sometimes I used to remember

Some feeling, a faraway murmur Too faint to catch in my slumber Now it's too late They don't seep Through my dreamless sleep Dreamless sleep, I'm in a dreamless sleep

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Dripped Shit

CENSORED

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993
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Driven Thing

I'm a driven thing A deriven thing A riven thing Such a wonderful thing to lose

A smothered thing

A mother thing An other thing Such a wonderful thing to lose

I'm no thing

I'm a wo thing It's a show thing Such a wonderful thing to use

You gotta give and give

Radiate like the sun It's the only way to live 'Cause you only live once I don't give to receive I don't give to deceive But I give to perceive And I give to believe There's nothing to lose I'll give it all away

Lyrics by Tammy Jennifer and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993
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Ed's Birthday Present

CENSORED

Lyrics by Tammy and Jennifer © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Eke

I'm so sick of squeaking by

Save me

Just one more week Money In just one week

Temper fits keep leaking out

Save me

In just one week Money I'm humble I have no cash In trouble Too scared to ask Save me

If I consider prostitution

Then I know it's desperation If I consider phone sex Then I know it's desperation

Temper fits keep leaking out

If I consider prostitution

Then I know it's desperation If I consider stripping Then I know it's desperation If I consider

I'm so sick of squeaking by

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Everything and More

I'm a little princess and I'm scared To bring up the pea that's lying there I know I'm bad but that's my flaw A fear of everything and more

I must be strong for everyone

A good girl's work is never done I feel unending guilt galore About everything and more

Everything and more

There is no doubt inside my head

I've been well raised and been well bled I tried so hard to be so pure I've tried everything and more

Everything and more

I'll take it

I'll try it Forsake it Deny it I'll take it I'll try it Forsake it Defy it

Everything and more

Lyrics by Tammy, Andy and Jennifer © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1996
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Fume

Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale

I used to like the smell of gasoline

I was walking

Near the canal Harlesden homing And all alone Lurching at me A wasted youth Newborn zombie Tried to escape Pale and drooling He sucked a can On refuelling Bustled by me I felt creepy And remembered

I used to like the smell of gasoline

blindI used to like the smell of gasoline slideI used to like the smell of gasoline drenchedI used to like the smell of gasoline moccasinsI used to like the smell of gasoline fumesI used to like the smell of gasoline strongerI used to like the smell of gas drunkMarine I used to like the smell of gasoline maroonI used to like the smell

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Go Down

Run away Run away She's in the kitchen She doesn't care What's in the basement? Go down in the basement Is it safe? Is it safe?

Get away

Get away Mud in the front lawn Rocks in the backyard Is this gold? It's fool's gold Wanna play? Wanna play?

Go away

Go away You look nice I am wrong You could be anyone You could do anything Do it your way Do it your way

Run away

Run away She's in the kitchen She doesn't care What's in the basement? Go down in the basement Wanna play? Wanna play? Wanna play? Do you wanna play with me?

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Going Under

You can't try to fight it You can't try to hide You run in slow motion With nothing inside

It's only a dream, dream, dream

It's only a dream

Too tired to stand up straight

Too anxious to sleep Left with a collection Of nothing to keep

It's only a dream, dream, dream

It's only a dream

Don't be afraid

Falling from rooftops

And calling your name Pick up puzzle pieces Left out in the rain

It's only a dream, dream, dream

It's only a dream

Lyrics by Deb Tammy and Andy © Copyright 1999
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Good Medicine

There must be good medicine for you

Everybody wants to see you pull through Do you need some medicine A vitamin Do you

And did you know a year has gone by

Is that the very fear that left you behind Do you know I can't protect you Respect you This time

You're so great

That everyone needs one of you Don't know why You can't see it like I do You're so great I'm sick and tired and you're bitter Drained and angry

There must be some something for you

Don't ask me what it is I got bad things too

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 1999
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Happy Tincture

What can I say Are you Okay Stumble My way Feeling Dismay

There, there

What can I do I am Not you Pointless Statue Useless Rescue

There, there

Lyrics by Tammy and Jennifer © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Icy You

The power thing is getting out of hand My underlings are starting to demand Queen of a boot, pretty petty, true

I see you, I see you

I see all the bad you do My uniform's too tight and it's grey

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright 2002
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I'm From Outer Space

I had another dream, wishing I was someone else

We got 501s from the jeans store shut-down sale

We got tight t-shirts from the under-10 rail We got diamond rings we ordered through the mail

We got common sense and a drive to do our best

We got things to read in case we get depressed But I'm still an alien when I'm undressed

I'm from outer space

Feeling somewhat out of place In this world of immortal men Wish I could go home again

I got a Rachel cut so I could look like you

I study you closely, and copy everything you do And I've forgotten all I ever knew

I'm from outer space

Feeling somewhat out of place In this world of immortal men Wish I could go home again

I could tell the truth, but I don't know if I should

And I don't even know if I'm staying here for good But I think there's more like me in this neighbourhood

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 1997
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I'm Not Your Enemy

I'm not your enemy

We live a long way from the hallowed halls

But I'll be with you when the hammer falls

And all the way

We're all a long way out of in the know

And that goes double when we're lying low

And all the way

We're still a long way from the promised land

As long as there's one thing we understand

First thing we say

I'm not your enemy

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 2002
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I Think I'm Over

I think I'm over it now Mental pictures are out of my frames You're wiped like a dirty window No more dog and baby names I think I'm over it now

I think I'm over it now

The eight ball says decidedly so Got nothing upon to fixate No more ups, and never low I think I'm over it now

Wanna feel real mud, wanna be in mud, wanna fall in mud, wanna understand mud

Think I'm over

Think I'm over it now

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright 2004
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Jack T Chick

Look what I found A comic book that fits in the palm of your hand And it's all about God And death, and the Devil, and it looks like Uh-oh, I'll burn in hell But it's just as well

The Pope is the Antichrist

Apparently I can't say I'd argue with that But he's not the only one with horns under his hat Uh-oh, I'll burn in hell But it's just as well

Here comes Uncle Pat

Looking like a kindly old child molester He's buying up the media Family values, a woman's place Uh-oh, his master's voice Freedom of choice

Jack Chick

May not know jack shit But I prefer the eccentric and wild To the jack boot with the good old boy smile Uh-oh, condemned to burn Me, you, and Richard Kern

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993
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La La

I was minding my own business one fine day When this guy drops down dead at my feet I saw a car pulling away A crowd formed as I ran down the street And I said la, la

Somebody said "there's a man downstairs

Lying on his back, screaming into a phone" Sure enough there he was on the floor Locked into a room with just a dialling tone And I said la, la

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Let's Go Under

We're in the same sinking boat But if we cling to each other We may just sink faster But I like Sinking down with you

We're in the same burning house

And if we cling to each other We can burn still brighter Oh I love Burning up with you

Let's go under

We're in the same crashing plane

But if we cling to each other They'll find us in the wreckage So in love I'm in love with you

Let's go under

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 1999
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Lift-Off

I've got a pain in my head And I don't know why It's going to lift me up into the sky I see red in my eyes And my mouth is dry It's going to raise me up into the sky

And I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone

I feel like a doll

Made of rags and straw Will you carry me along I can't walk any more I've been trying too hard Don't even know what for And I'm tired, so tired, to my very core

Now I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone

Now I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone

I'm losing my sleep

I'm a heap on the ground It's going to twist me up till I'm overwound There's this noise in my head Like a constant pound It's going to break me up in senssurround

Till I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone

Till I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone, and I'm gone

Lift me up

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Light Blues

I've got the light blues Feel so dark blue When will it end

When will it end

Dead ant, dead end

Dress up, pretend I've lost myself as my own best friend

Doctor don't believe me

But life don't deceive me And I feel so Guilty For my light blues

When will it end

There's only one perspective

And if I can't respect it Then I'm not receptive To Change

Lyrics by Jennifer and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993
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Little Goddess

Little goddess, by my side I'll be Bonnie if you'll be Clyde Little goddess, join my gang We'll steal a ransom before we hang Little Venus, how great thou art Little body, giant heart I would tell you, but I don't know where to start You're my system A part of me

All I know lies below

Give me freebies, don't give me wine

Humour me while I pretend I'm fine Little goddess, precious friend I know you wish you could mend it all

All I know lies below

Like a vision

I can see you You're on TV You're my idol I'm your star Atop Olympia

Little goddess can't be mine

Still I go to meet the divine Little goddess saved my soul And brought me back almost whole Little wonder, how can I repay you? Put me under Say you will

All I know lies below

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 1999
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Long Distance

Here is the number Pick up the phone Dial the number Wait for the tone

I am calling information

Need to make a distant connection

You're in the ether

And I'm on the earth Living in limbo Awaiting your birth

I was dreaming, the sensation

That I made a distant connection

Where are you? In the static

Are you out there? In the static

How can I prove

That we are alive? You are an echo And I'm in a dive

I am calling from my station

To a faint hallucination

Where are you? In the static

Are you out there? In the static

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 1999
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Losing It

It's hard to give it up for a second time Although I know it was never mine I guess I knew the spell was cracked But I did not dare to act

You try to take each splinter in your stride

To bridge the gap, but the gap's too wide And if it still was up to me I guess I may not have set you free

I hope that if this means for you and me

Our life and love, our history Some final closure for your sake I hope we both survive the break

I don't care about the wasted time

Only where we're at exactly now It's all I need to know

I'm selfish-

I cling to what I want But the spell is broken

Ooh- when we renew

Ooh- this is for you

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1997
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Love is the Law

Out of the ocean Onto the shore The winds and the rivers Carry the spore It's too small too see Too big to ignore It's in the bloodstream Love is the law

Rush of attraction

Sweet, sweet rapport Waiting for something Hungry for more Three little words One little war Light the blue paper Love is the law

Kissing the ceiling

Eating the floor Timid and tender Brutal and raw Sappy and soothing Angry and sore A day is your lifetime Love is the law

Over the fences

Under the door It's in the water Poison or pure It's too small to see Too big to ignore Love is your bloodstream Love is the law

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 2002
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Lovers of London

Oh, lovers of London You'd better not close your eyes Oh, lovers of London You'd better say your goodbyes

And still I go to look for tracks in secret streets I wander down

You could disappear between the cracks of our vacant-hearted town

And you know, like I know, that we can't go out alone

But we go, 'cause you know, it's no fun to stay at home

Oh, lovers of London

You'd better not close your eyes Oh, lovers of London You'd better say your goodbyes

Go out tonight and join the faces, a thousand more you'll never meet

And when I go, I'll leave a trace in the memory of the street

And you know, like I know, that we can't go out alone

But we go, 'cause you know, it's no fun to stay at home

And when I think I won't be missed

I feel as if I don't exist I walk the alleys only I can see And in my invisibility Every building belongs to me

I like your style

I know there's something you're holding back

Face to the pavement, fall through the crack Lights on the Westway burning to black Oh, lovers of London

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 1999
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Lulluh Bye Bye

I didn't want to see you I didn't want to call I haven't cried at airports Since that time when I was small

I'm over here

You're over there I don't know what happened And you don't care

I didn't tuck you in

Or sing a lullaby I didn't say goodnight Sweet dreams, or goodbye

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Lumberjack

I like the way you look around Tell me everything that you've found I love to talk to you And I do

Every day feels like the first

But any day could be the last I love to talk to you And I do

How long do I get?

I love life, I love it all

I'm signing on for the long long haul I'd love to go with you And I do

How long do I get?

How long do we get?

It's just a dream

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Luna

Luna Luna If only I had understood this sooner Luna Luna There's always something new under the moon-ah

The world may look the same in the light of afternoon

But there's always something new beneath the moon

Loner

Loner Roaming through the city all alone-ah Faster Faster Heading for some wonderful disaster

The world may look the same in the light of afternoon

But there's always something new under the moon

Closer

Closer The sound of city life is my composer Later Later Dreaming, I'll commune with the creator

The world is all too clear in the light of afternoon

But there's mystery out there beneath the moon

Lyrics by Andy Tammy and Ed © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1996
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Maybe Tonight

I'm scared. Really scared There's a worry - you won't contain your fury I better watch out or you'll shut my mouth for me There's a rocket in your pocket and you're ready to hurt me Somehow I know - my senses alert me

I cover my eyes

Protect my sight I flinch at every gesture Afraid of a fight

Poking, provoking

Maliciously/gleefully stoking I'm not scared of li'l old you I'm more scared of what I might do

Hyperventilating

My throat feels tight Antagonising Spitting spite Inflammatory words My fuse is alight Spontaneous combustion Fixing for a fight

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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My New Life

When I'm feeling old and cynical Then I think I need a, need a new life When I'm feeling ill and vulnerable Then I think I need a, need a new life I think I need a, need a new life

You said it's not impossible to rearrange your life

You sound so lyrical You said it would be wonderful, but now I'm on my own I need a miracle

Found myself a cavity

This is where things go wrong Press *restart* to start again And make my new teeth strong

You said it's not impossible to rearrange your life

Tentatively lyrical You said it would be wonderful, but now I'm on my own I need a miracle

I can see you if you'll see me

When I'm feeling old and cynical

Then I think I need a, need a new life When I'm feeling ill and vulnerable Then I think I need a, need a new life

Here in my new life

You're in my new life

You said it's not impossible to rearrange your life

You sound so powerful You said it would be wonderful, but now I'm all alone I need something more meaningful

There's a bump inside my wrist

This is where things go wrong Press *restart* to start again And make my new bones strong

Endless chain inside my eyes

This is where things go wrong.

Lyrics by Andy, Deb and Tammy © Copyright 1999
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O Say Can You See

Say can you see Stand next to me Kick, kick, kicking me into overdrive The zombie has brought me to life

The cutest thing I ever saw

Was in a haunted barn Full of kids, monster moshing Bubbling like a frothing cauldron

Say can you see

Stand next to me Kick, kick, kicking me into overdrive The zombie has brought me to life

Self-made myth

Amalgamation of old archetypes We don't believe, but we still pray Will she, won't she come and play Oh

Say can you see

Stand next to me Kick, kick, kicking me into overdrive The zombie has brought me to life

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 2002
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Okay, Okay

There's always something left undone Cause living is a lot to do It's difficult to keep it up But I'm happy being here with you

I have a question - am I okay?

Do I seem distracted today?

I'm scattered all across the world

But now I can't afford the fare It's difficult to touch the past When you've left it in a box somewhere

I have a question - am I okay?

Do you think I seem distracted today?

Funny how I always said

Everything would be all right When almost everyone I know Needs a way to get to sleep at night Josie doesn't like herself Sally's living on the phone Sarah lives too far away It's scary being on your own But I'll be here when you get home

I have a question - is it okay

If I stay in bed for the day?

I'm okay if you're okay

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 1999
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Old Age Rebellion

Everything's groovy, everything's cool Everything's peachy, everything's keen Everything's lovely, everything's fine Everything's marvy, nothing is wrong at all

It's an old age rebellion

Old age rebellion Old age rebellion, it's okay

Nobody's moving, nothing is new

Nobody's thinking, no one has a clue Everyone's hiding, not looking ahead Everyone's talking, nothing is said at all

It's an old age rebellion

Old age rebellion Old age rebellion, it's okay

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Passerby

He held my hand I liked his smile He broke me open And said goodbye The kind of guy I usually avoid Made me want to try and save his life I kept telling myself I couldn't get involved I tell myself I'm just a passerby

You think you know

You've heard it all Then city pain Can chill your soul I wanted to run back and say "no You don't have to live this way or die" But there was nothing to do but go my way In the end he was just a passerby

Befriend me

I trust you I've lost you All you wanted to be was just a passerby

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Peeping Tam

I haven't left my room today I'm beginning to bore myself I only exist on hearsay I'm beginning to bore myself Play Old Maid, left on the shelf

I'm trying to stay in control

I keep myself in captivity Imprisoned with no parole I keep myself in captivity I think it's time to buy a TV

Lonesome dawg

Lonesome dog Moan some you dog Low.

Send out my messenger

Send for my food taster Am I turning into a voyeur? Vicarious living instead of the hurt Run out of subjects for songs I can write Angst and self-pity are tiring and trite Now I have no new stimuli See an eclipse when you poke at your eye What big eyes you have

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Queen Be

People think we are twins Half a whole, identical Unnaturally close, they say Umbilicevilly close, they say Why should I be jealous of my sister They try to break the tie We went back She moved in I felt the jealousy begin Not my sister, enforced blister Get back at us, over zealous Dog love, obscene, green green you're mean

I must try harder

Notice a fear of girls in pairs

Their strength threatens Don't break up friends

If she is my sister and my friend

Then you can be my friend and sister If you want I'd like that

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Refuge

I won't worry, I won't worry I won't worry on my own Pen and paper, food and shelter I'm surviving on my own

I was living in the dark

No heater and no phone Sleeping later kept me warm I learned to be alone

I can cope now, now I know how

I can cope now on my own Years of practice, poor and pathless I got used to life alone

I was living in the dark

No heater and no phone Sleeping later kept me warm I learned to be alone

When you're on your own

Waiting for the end Sinking like stone You need a friend

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Resilient

Here comes your life Weak and torn Here comes your guardian angel Time to get born Look up the slope Start to climb Seems like you're always running out of time

And I say, and I say no

no no no noWhat is it, what is it now now it's gone

Look down inside a thorn-filled well

We just may leave you lying where you fell We know you're strong Frostbite heals But you'll always remember how it feels

I'm only guessing, but there's something I don't know

You're here confessing, and your feelings never show

Don't hope for truth to fill the hole

You can't bring anyone else to save your soul Breathe in the air of your own grace When I look up I want to see your face

And I say, and I say no

No no no noWhat is it, what is it now Now it's gone

I'm only guessing, but there's something I don't know

You're here confessing, and your feelings never show

Here comes your life

Weak and torn Here comes your guardian angel Time to get born

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1996
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Riding With Rich and Darryl

Uh-oh. I've got a strange feeling We took a wrong turning We're on the wrong road

It's that kind of a night

And it's kind of exciting Driving into the dark We're riding

How come this always seems to happen

Whenever Rich is around? He's like a magic charm

It's that kind of a night

And it's kind of exciting Driving into the dark We're riding

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Road Movie

Destination: bowling alley There's a devil there to guide me

Drive-drunk me home, I'm still trusting

Leave me alone My trust is rusting

Silver-coated plastic trophies

Do whatever I can to please

Destination: a relation

Unaware of condemnation

Love and lies are all intertwined

What was safe is now undermined

Destination: a million miles away

Nothing really real to say

Drive-drunk me home, I'm still trusting

Leave me alone My trust is rusting

Awake I watch the lines go by

Awake I watch the lines Blinded by the light Angels to my right Devils up ahead Following the red See the other side

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Romantic Friend

My romantic friend Is how I think of you A romantic friend A roguish ingenue Lately I've been wondering what century you're from You dropped out of the heavens like an unexploded bomb My frenetic friend You're edgy as a knife Sympathetic friend I'd trust you with my life I wish sometimes on city nights you'd take me in your arms We'd lie awake and listen out for drunks and car alarms

My impressive friend

You put me in the shade My expressive friend Alive and unafraid You come on like Napoleon preparing to advance I'd take you on and take you in if given half a chance My excessive friend You don't know when to stop A concussive friend You dervish till you drop When I think you've reached the limit you move up another notch Tell me when it's over honey, I can't bear to watch

I know where you go I can't follow

You go where you know I can't follow

My romantic friend

So spooky and sublime A romantic friend A hero of our time The keeper of my secrets and forgiver of my flaws You're mercury, you're lightning, you break all of nature's laws Improbably, incautiously, inimitably real Look me in the eye and that's exactly how I feel

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 1999
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Rumor Volat

Filthy rot that I enjoy Dirty rat I am in joy Begone rumors, gossip brewers Leave me purer, free from manure

I don't want to know what they're saying about me

But I don't know what they're saying about me

I heard about her and him

I heard about him and her and her... and her...

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Sizafitz

Highschool Promnite The gown is gorgeous, but the gal is white I wanna look like Barbie, brown'n'plastic I know where to go it's tanfastic!

Bacon frying

Jerky drying Searing, sighing Burn buying

Head home

Felt sick Call me a doctor quick quick quick Dashed to the hospital, then she died Sadly missing the fun that night

Microwave my insides

Microwave my cat That ol' microwave story It's fiction, kids, not fact

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Slight

You slighted me, just a little You think I'll let it drop? You insulted me - just a little I won't let it go, no

You're gonna pay

You touched me for just a second You think I didn't see? You're sitting a little too close Get your hands off me now

You're gonna pay

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Somebody Help Her

You're better I can see it in your face And all the things I know about you. You keep blowing holes in my life I wish I had the will to stop and stay away

Somebody help her

Somebody stop her But it's not for me to do now Somebody tell her Somebody stop her There's nothing I can do for her now And it's not for me to say how.

You're happy

But you're always on the verge of stepping off the precipice I can't take that step again with you We're breakable And I will break first

Somebody help her

Somebody stop her But it's not for me to do now Somebody tell her Somebody stop her There's nothing I can do for her now And it's not for me to say how.

I can't change what I can't change

You're better

I can see it in your face And all the things I know about you

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 2002

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Sometimes I Do

The weeks, they go by And they go so fast I can't believe It's already the past

Sometimes I do

The years, they go by

And I am the same I need a calendar To work out my name

Sometimes, I do

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright 2002

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Supercool

I saw her once She looked my way I'm not sure she saw me, 'cause I glanced away She wears a boundary You can't get near You might get a glimpse Through that famous veneer So I imagine I move with her crowd So cool So proud

Is she famous?

Is she? Will you introduce us? Can I meet her? Can I be her? She's a diva

All elbows and eyebrows

She's still got that look That holds me like some irresistible hook

Is she famous?

Is she? Will you introduce us? Can I meet her? Can I be her? She's a diva

Been holding out for this

Since I was young Lip-sneer and know-it eyes Songs razor-sung Each word on the tip of my tongue

Is she famous?

Is she? Will you introduce us? Can I meet her? Can I be her? She's a diva She's a diva She's a diva She's a diva She's a diva

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Super Golgotha Crucifixion Scene

Among the plastic cups, behind the fairy castle There's a new attraction An automated, animatronic, life-size crucifixion

He'll hear confession, forgive you, cure you

The model version in the shop says grace His little halo flashes on and off It's all in impeccable taste

I don't know what this means except to say:

Seems like the logical end of the line So I'll have a burger (this is my body) And a regular communion wine

It's the best show I've ever seen

Golgotha crucifixion scene What a spectacle, you know what I mean Golgotha crucifixion scene

It's the best show I've ever seen

Super Golgotha crucifixion scene

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Sweetcheeks

My skin has been Scaly and rough Dried peaches, sour cream My youthfulness was never enough Perfect skin a distant dream I can never remember, did I ever glow? Spend my time living in shadow Up close I see Magnified

I stroke my face

Smooth and slow The changing base of what I know

I study myself

My ritual I'm finding flaws Betrayal It's better to laugh, to get better lines The dryness creeps across in vines There is no relief from burning flakes Powder puff precision removes the aches My head is full Of silver thread

I stroke my face

Cracked and coarse The changing base of my remorse

She wants from me

What I never had Competitive But winning is bad Erase the past With some expense Quicksand in my cheeks Sink away Flowers spell out "Daddy" A doomsday Try to accept The way it is

I see myself in my mother's face

I prepare myself for my mother's face

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Take My Hand Lord Jesus, I'm Coming Home

Take my hand, Lord Jesus, I'm coming home Take my hand, sweet Jesus, I'm coming home Even though your love's not meant for me Now I know you can't live life for free

Take my hand, Lord Jesus, I'm coming home

Take my hand, sweet Jesus, I'm coming home I'm a wretched sinner just like you You can't save me now, what can I do?

Just don't say I'm damned for all time

Take my hand, Lord Jesus, I'm coming home

Take my hand, sweet Jesus, I'm coming home You're stuck with me now. You can't save my soul Might as well enjoy forever in this hole

Lyrics by Andy, Tammy and Jennifer © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Talk Too Much

Well, I try to be funny But I'm no Bill Hicks I can't get over it

If I talk too much just tell me to stop

I would not want to bore you I might be abashed But I'm still dizzy for you

However hard I'm trying

I get it all the wrong way I should not have worn white today

If I talk too much just tell me to stop

I would not want to bore you You'll knife me in the guts But I still will adore you

I get a chill

Every time I see your face I can't sit still Nervous laughter I swing my arms And I look like a hick -But I'm not trying to

I never should have said it

That she had a crush on a girl Do some people know how special they are?

If I talk too much just tell me to stop

I would not want to bore you Just tell me to stop It's impossible to ignore you When I see you I start shaking Blame it on the hate I'm faking Tough-girl eczema is flaking It's my crushing heart that's breaking

Every time I see your face

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright 1996
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Tart #2

When I grow up I wanna be a slut Show off my tits and take pride in my butt Sweet and sour, strength and power

I know some gals who have some wild stories

I like to revel in reflected glories Sweet and sour, strength and power

Oh no bad girl

I'm tired of fending off the hordes of letches

I wanna join the ranks of scary bitches Sweet and sour, strength and power

Oh no bad girl

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Thing of Beauty

Letmegoletmegoletmegoletmegoletmego I surrender to you Letmegoletmegoletmegoletmegoletmego I surrender to you

Thing of beauty

Joy forever now

Letmeknowletmeknowletmeknowletmeknowletmeknow

I will take it slowly Letmeknowletmeknowletmeknowletmeknowletmeknow I will make you holy

Thing of beauty

Joy forever now Thing of beauty Joy forever now

I'll be around

I love that sound I'll be around I love that sound I'll be around I love that sound

Miraclemiraclemiraclemiraclemiracle

You and me in heaven Miraclemiraclemiraclemiraclemiracle Turn it to eleven

Thing of beauty

Joy forever now Thing of beauty Joy forever now

I'll be around

I love that sound I'll be around I love that sound I'll be around I love that sound.

You may think it's inevitable

And soon it may be irrevocable Now it seems inevitable I'm afraid it is irrevocable We were so ecstatic, insane Drowned and happy out in the rain I wish you'd take me to the floor of the sea Sleep, sleep, and dream about me

Letmegoletmegoletmegoletmegoletmego

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright 1999
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Trivia

Green Park Subway Swampland

Pinstripes

Ingrained Stranded

They slipped

They fell I laughed Hell Things like that really make my day

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993
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Vein In The Neck

Once I believed You blazed your trail through my life Left now on my own To retrieve what's left, and wonder

Was I taken in

Was it all one long performance? Who is looking out From behind those eyes like gunsights?

I thought you had the answers

Written on a scrap of paper In the pocket of your jeans But you just thought you knew And I thought I knew you Now it's smashed to smithereens

I trusted you

You so casually forgot me Well, your mistake I've consigned you to the past

I wear a leather necklace

Little white lies

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Vitamin

Vita, vita, vitamin You just don't know about the trouble I'm in Vita, vita, vitamin Take it down and do it again

Progress happens really slow

What you know isn't what you know Thief or prophet, friend or ho What you know isn't what you know

When I know I'm right you say I'm wrong

You say I'm at my weakest when I'm strong

Foreign bodies all of them

And much too far apart How to do it all again I don't know where to start

Vita, vita, vitamin

You just don't know about the trouble I'm in Vita, vita, vitamin Take it down and do it again

I don't get it, what's the catch

I was born in a different batch We don't wanna start from scratch I was born in a different batch

Progress happens really slow

What you know isn't what you know Thief or prophet, friend or foe What you know isn't what you know

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright 2004
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Waiting For You

I've been waiting for you so long, and you let me down

Let me get my way

I'm beginning to think that I will never hear an apology

I hate how you make me feel like I'm the one who should be sorry Say it for me now Say it more sincerely now Say it like you mean it now Cause I don't believe you now

I've always had the hope that someday we could be on Oprah

I'd finally get the chance to show who really is the grown up Yes I like you now We get on together so well now We try to keep our distance now It keeps the peace between us now

I've been waiting for you so long and you let me down

Let me get my way

It's difficult for me to admit that I am ever wrong

I hope you don't misunderstand what's really hidden inside this song You think it's over now You think it's all better now I want to tell you this right now I'll carry grudges forever now

I've been waiting for it so long

I've been waiting for it so long I've been waiting for it so long now You know what you did was wrong I've been waiting for you so long and you let me down

Let me get my way

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1996
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Way on Down

I don't suffer Much In the day It's the night when I stop breathing And the dark gets in the way You're a random bunch of atoms And so am I

I'm a synapse

Inside a space When I look at all you people I see features, not a face Someday my senses leave me And then where am I?

I'm going down, down, down

NO

Smack the mattress It isn't fair If I can't see it Is it still there? Infinite anything Makes it worse The idea of heaven The Universe

Think think think

Cope cope cope Forget forget forget Cope cope cope

I'm going down, down, down

Lyrics by Tammy and Andy © Copyright 2004
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We're So Cold

We're so cold See how cold we are We're so cold See how cold we are Icy cold we are See how cold we are I'm an icebox in the desert No oasis 'fridgerator

We're unmoved

Unsusceptible Unimpressed Unimpressable Incorruptible Unassailable Rock and roll is overrated Cynical and calculated

I'm an icebox in the desert

No oasis 'fridgerator We're so cold See how cold we are We're so cold See how we are Icy cold we are See how cold we are

Lyrics by Andy and Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1995
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Where's Billy Zoom?

Is that you Smiling your smile again? Is that you Playing an old guitar? Is that you Standing apart again? Is that you Never saying much

Where's Billy Zoom?

The world's a mess

Is that you

With sculpted marble skin? Is that you With space ranger hair? Is that you In silver like some star? Is that you Never growing old

Where's Billy Zoom?

The world's a mess

Is that you

Siding with the enemy? Is that you Down on your knees? Is that you Telling me it's too late? That can't be you Breaking my heart

Where's Billy Zoom?

The world's a mess

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1997
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Woe

Tongue Biter Hate hider Fear fighter Time bider

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1993

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Written On Your Body (Lyin')

I can trace the wayward line Of your story Along your spine

But that stuff you scrawled in angry marker

On your skin That's much harder

I believed what I read

With my fingers Not what you said

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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You're Corroded

Float through life Rip off lines Cynical, cyclical Nothing is original Say my prayers Dodge my fares

Cynical psychical

Safe and comfortable

I'm in Africa, and I don't feel a thing

I'm taking it all for granted I've seen it before, I'll probably see it again I meet a small girl, she gives me her hand and I shake it. Then I take mine away I visit Ngor by way of pirogue Meet lithe young men who show me around I shun them. I run away

Been a round

Bore dumb bound

Cynical, sick lickal

Better off and miserable

I'm in Africa, and I don't feel a thing

I'm taking it all for granted again I'll never be back. It's never the same Too shy for a swim. It's all been a waste

Just to think

Can be fun

Lyrics by Tammy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994
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Zap Gun

She Is a shot in the arm She's a tonic I was feeling so moronic In need of an antidote For superficial living What's the secret of success Health and wealth and happiness

I'm charging my batteries

I'm on a roll Concentrating my energies I'm in control It's a buzz

Hey

Life's a kick in the teeth But I bounce back I'm clawing every ounce back My life is in my hands It's more than just survival And that's the secret of success I won't get out of bed for less

I'm charging my batteries

I'm on a roll Concentrating my energies I'm in control It's a buzz

Lyrics by Andy © Copyright Rough Trade Publishing 1994

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