Morrissey, First of the Gang to Die

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You have never been in love…  until you’ve seen the stars… reflect in the reservoirs,

And you have never been in love… until you’ve seen the dawn rise… behind the home for the blind.

We are the pretty petty thieves… and you’re standing on our streets… where Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and the first to do time… the first of the gang to die, oh my.

Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and the first to do time… the first of the gang to die, oh my.

You have never been in love… until you’ve seen sunlight thrown… over smashed human bone.

We are the pretty petty thieves… and you’re standing on our streets… where Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and the first to do time… the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.

Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand… and a bullet in his gullet… and the first lost lad… to go under the sod.

And he stole from the rich and the poor… and the not very rich and the very poor… and he stole all hearts away… he stole all hearts away… he stole all hearts away… Away… he stole all hearts away… Away.

 

They Might Be Giants, Don’t Let’s Start

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Don’t Let’s Start / They Might Be Giants

Don’t don’t don’t let’s start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you’re my precious little girl
But don’t don’t don’t let’s start
I’ve got a weak heart
And I don’t get around how you get around
When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone
You are an animal
The words I’m singing now
Mean nothing more than meow to an animal
Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account
But don’t try to stop the tail that wags the hound
D, world destruction
Over and overture
N, do I need
Apostrophe T, need this torture?
Don’t don’t don’t let’s start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you’re my precious little girl
But don’t don’t don’t let’s start
I’ve got a weak heart
And I don’t get around how you get around

PJ Harvey, Water

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water
walking on
water
for years
taking it into my head
living by the right lines
reading what the very man said

water
walking on
water
neighing on eleven years
taking it into my head
mary mary drop me softly
i’ve been reading what your very man said
neighing on eleven years
taking it into my head
leave my clothes on the beach
i’m walking down into the sea
prove it to me
now the water to my ankles
now the water to my knees
think of him all waxy wings
melted down into the sea
mary mary what your man said
is washing in all over my head
mary mary hold on tightly
over water under the sea