R U so and so's sister?
Sinister sounds and dreams of dancehalls, the trips out and
The trip-outs
The visuals
I envy couples and I wear the wrong clothes...but only for the
Wrong occasions
I can put it away now
The diversion tool, lots of people I know
I know lots of people...especially in those
Lists on page one of two
Smoke a pen and cry in public, the usual
All the lust that you need
Alerted to the magic, fruity
There is no longer any such magic
When the artist enters, the acrobats appear also...in the
Mind at any stretch
One nation, England
For the English...the welcome chant
Backs to the wall
Back to the olde world
Ticket ticket ticket tickets
The international complexity of email notification
The abundance tonight of British talent
Tonight it just did not click
As a rule, thinking about it, we just
Never clicked...we were
Misaligned once again, this one is a real pain
There go parks and warehouse, express American forces mail
We fit snugly inside like a paintbrush in predictive text
Though not very often...well
Simply nowhere near enough
If you are going 2 put this on, please do not put it in front of the rat cage. It is already too hot in here and is unfair!
An hour to do yer make-up
Spike
Spiked
Nine times out of ten, you placed his hand on
Yer breast
There is an ugly side and there is beauty
Ikiru, sliding scales, tears
Potted plants, tears
Ugly sod, Gotanda to
Wanna' fight?
Terry, an old flat flame
The familiar sight of Goodnight
I never ever ever
I will never ever ever
Salsa bores me and babies in bars look ridiculous