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Happy Endings (Shayne Carter) It's hard, but she carried the grace in the hands you saw And the only respect that they could pay was a photo from the morgue They had the cruelest [?] at your feet, but the pain made you a slave They fought to create the greatest star, but all they made was your grave Who cares about the losing [?] the cravings for news made them blind And every corner that you took, they'd be waiting in their droves oh Marilyn [?] died Who cares about Marilyn Monroe, that's not who they saw They just saw the barbie doll with feelings best ignored Who cares about Marilyn Monroe, for years now she's been gone We destroyed the barbie doll, but we can carry on A sales scheme and tragic reality, security was a dream Cause everyone that she turned to didn't want to know you, they only wanted what they saw on the screen Can't imagine the cry of despair when there was no one there when you couldn't find a straw Hollywood wrote the tragedy, with a marketers' encore Broken hearts were everywhere when you took the final course But the saddest thing about a shattered dream was that the biggest broken heart was yours We can carry on, we can carry on |
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I Don't Get It (Shayne Carter) You say how the joke's on me, so why don't I get it? You say how you're happy free, and try to forget it Too many read the magazines to be a step ahead And all of us have fought a lot, but we feel like being dead You know you can help what they made you You know you can help what you are She's in love with her own image, [...?...] He don't know quite what he is, can't find the misery Make up your minds who you're gonna be, then try to remember Hope is love and love is deceit, and [...?...] never |
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Joe 90 (Shayne Carter/Fraser Batts) A one. A two. A one two three four You remember on the TV The perfect example for you and me The fifties had rock, and the dancing craze Seventies saw clashes lost and made But the decade in between saw the end to that Of course the nineteen sixties had Joe 90 Ah every afternoon, sitting on the floor I'd sit and gaze and mainly adore Joe upholding justice and law And shootin' all the bad guys, one, two, three, four! Joe unfortunately was held by many strings But our brave lad fought what evil brings The perfect example for you and me, Joe 90! He fought what all evil brings, Joe 90! The perfect example for you and me, Joe 90! Fought for justice and all good things, Joe 90! Whoah, Joe 90! |
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Bridesmaid (Shayne Carter) After the fall and making the grade You think you're so justified and feeling so great You have what you want, so that's what you portray I don't think you're winning or at least that's in your mind When you finally get what you had thought that you had left behind But then the [?] comes around and you're wasting your time Bridesmaid again Bridesmaid again Bridesmaid again Unlucky in love and everything else I don't care for anyone except myself But I need someone for when the cravings will allow I can't [...?...] they don't fucking understand But I can't accept what people seem to think I really am And the only thing I get is the despair called fact I'm a bridesmaid again Bridesmaid again Bridesmaid again Paranoia Gripping me Cause I'm so full of Insecurity Ignorant people Find out what you're on And again I think, again I think Bridesmaid again Again, again, again... And I finally tell you I'm a bridesmaid again |
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