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LFF's Lyrics Of The Day Thread

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Todays Lyrics are by the now defunct Larrikin Love.

I'm the sixth queen



I'm the wrong queen

I've got mascara running through my bloodstream

I'm on the hot step

I've got a broken heart

I want to be a cherry lipped little cheap tart

There's a boy with a monobrow and club foot

And his family own all his villages huts

So I'll travelled to New York

And sold my crotch for a dollar and a short

But there's a symphony in my heart

And I've lost all my morals

Down an alleyway, boot polish, sky gaze

Bloody murder, my life has moved in strangeways

I was the sixth queen from the start

But I cast all my morals

On a tube train, boot polish, sky gaze

Bloody murder my life has moved in strangeways

I've got secrets trapped in my fishnets

I'm a coward man that works in an office block

I was a child who craved for a new world

I was a boy who yearned to be a cover girl

I learnt the history, and read about the six queens

I decided life should be about playing for the other team

I broke society wit a lipstick shot

Now my life has grown for old to hot

But there's a symphony in my heart

And I've lost all my morals

Down an alleyway, boot polish, sky gaze

Bloody murder, my life has moved in strangeways

I was the sixth queen from the start

But I cast all my morals

On a tube train, boot polish, sky gaze

Bloody murder my life has moved in strangeways

But theres a tragedy in my heart

But I've lost all my morals

Down an alleyway, boot polish, sky gaze

Bloody murder, my life has moved in strangeways

I was the sixth queen from the start

But I cast all my morals

On a tube train, boot polish, sky gaze

Bloody murder my life has moved in strangeways

More to follow. (Normally it wont be a whole song but select lyrics)

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Todays lyrical master geniousry from mr P Doherty Esq.

From 'Boys In The Band'

You're talking like your handy in a fight



You talk about it every night

But I've never seen your flowers,

in the barrel of a gun

All I've ever seen you do is run

Not a rude boy you're the gentry

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Todays lyrical master geniousry from mr P Doherty Esq.

From 'Boys In The Band'

You're talking like your handy in a fight



You talk about it every night

But I've never seen your flowers,

in the barrel of a gun

All I've ever seen you do is run

Not a rude boy you're the gentry

oh dear...very poor :nono:

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Sooner rather than later i had to roll out my other facourite Lyricist, Stephen Morrissey.

From There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

And if a double-decker bus



Crashes into us

To die by your side

Is such a heavenly way to die

And if a ten-ton truck

Kills the both of us

To die by your side

Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

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Ramona, come closer,

Shut softly your watery eyes.

The pangs of your sadness

Shall pass as your senses will rise.

The flowers of the city

Though breathlike, get deathlike at times.

And there's no use in tryin'

T' deal with the dyin',

Though I cannot explain that in lines.

Your cracked country lips,

I still wish to kiss,

As to be under the strength of your skin.

Your magnetic movements

Still capture the minutes I'm in.

But it grieves my heart, love,

To see you tryin' to be a part of

A world that just don't exist.

It's all just a dream, babe,

A vacuum, a scheme, babe,

That sucks you into feelin' like this.

I can see that your head

Has been twisted and fed

By worthless foam from the mouth.

I can tell you are torn

Between stayin' and returnin'

On back to the South.

You've been fooled into thinking

That the finishin' end is at hand.

Yet there's no one to beat you,

No one t' defeat you,

'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad.

I've heard you say many times

That you're better 'n no one

And no one is better 'n you.

If you really believe that,

You know you got

Nothing to win and nothing to lose.

From fixtures and forces and friends,

Your sorrow does stem,

That hype you and type you,

Making you feel

That you must be exactly like them.

I'd forever talk to you,

But soon my words,

They would turn into a meaningless ring.

For deep in my heart

I know there is no help I can bring.

Everything passes,

Everything changes,

Just do what you think you should do.

And someday maybe,

Who knows, baby,

I'll come and be cryin' to you.

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Anyway, ploughing onwards and upwards todays lyricses are by The Maccabees,

Cradle me



I'll cradle you

I'll win your heart

with a twit twoo

pulling shapes just for your eyes

so with toothpaste kisses and lines

I'll be yours and you'll be mine

Lay with me, I'll lay with you

we'll do the things that lovers do

put the stars into our eyes

so with heart shaped bruises

and late night kisses

devine

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Anyway, ploughing onwards and upwards todays lyricses are by The Maccabees,

Cradle me



I'll cradle you

I'll win your heart

with a twit twoo

pulling shapes just for your eyes

so with toothpaste kisses and lines

I'll be yours and you'll be mine

Lay with me, I'll lay with you

we'll do the things that lovers do

put the stars into our eyes

so with heart shaped bruises

and late night kisses

devine

Pass me a bucket

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Another night out



Another girl on the scene

Tart with a heart

You know the kind I mean

Tell me why it is they all study art

Underage and overdressed

I cant tell them apart

This one other 'ere's got a little something else

All of daddy's money and she fancies herself

Says she's 21, shes probably 16

Got a dirty mouth

At least her teeth are clean

Jack from Tennese

Makes me think that every girl I see

Is my cup of tea

Fit for a fortnight

She aint no good for me

Fit for a fortnight

Its such a shallow scene

Well I've got the same phrase

For any of the boys

Who line up girls

Like nothing for the choice

Come to the club girl, I'll get you on the list

I'll get myself a new one when I get you on the piss

Think we stand out from the clique

Think we're ooh so unique

But the clothes that we wear

Are getting mirrored everywhere

In the morning light

She will realise

That I'm not the kind of boy that she needs

Fit for a fortnight

Thats what she said to me

Fit for a fortnight

Its such a shallow scene

Turns out that I'm not to her taste

Her fickleness was thrown back in my face

14 days since we first met

She's stopped replying to my texts

Only fools fall in love

She served up my heart on a plate

She said I passed myself by day

Guess it serves me right

For all my reckless nights

Calm has come to take me out on a date

Fit for a fortnight

Thats what she said to me

Fit for a fortnight

Its such a shallow scene

Turns out that I'm not to her taste

Her fickleness was thrown back in my face

Fit for a fortnight

Fit for a fortnight

Fit for a fortnight

Fit for a fortnight

Fit for a fortnight

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They say



I need some Rogaine

To put in my hair

Work it out at the gym

To fit my underwear

Oakley makes the shades

That transform a tool

You'd hate

Ffor the kids to think

That you lost your cool

I'mma do the things

That I wanna do

I ain't got a thing

To prove to you

I'll eat my candy

With the pork and beans

Excuse my manners

If I make a scene

I ain't gonna wear

The clothes that you like

I'm finally dandy

With the me inside

One look in the mirror

And I'm tickled pink

I don't give a hoot

About what you think

Everyone likes to dance

To a happy song

(Hey, hey)

With a catchy chorus and beat

So they can sing along

(Hey, hey)

Timbaland knows the way

To reach the top of the charts

Maybe if I work with him

I can perfect the art

I'mma do the things

That I wanna do

I ain't got a thing

To prove to you

I'll eat my candy

With the pork and beans

Excuse my manners

If I make a scene

I ain't gonna wear

The clothes that you like

I'm finally dandy

With the me inside

One look in the mirror

And I'm tickled pink

I don't give a hoot

About what you think

No I don't care

I don't care

I'mma do the things

That I wanna do

I ain't got a thing

To prove to you

I'll eat my candy

With the pork and beans

Excuse my manners

If I make a scene

I ain't gonna wear

The clothes that you like

I'm finally dandy

With the me inside

One look in the mirror

And I'm tickled pink

I don't give a hoot

About what you think

Totally different?

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