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Breadfan (originally by Budgie) Midi
Breadfan open up your mind, open up your purse, open up your vault, never, never gonna loose it.
Breadfan, take it all away, never give an inch, gotta make a mint, gotta make me a million.
Breadfan, you got it wrong, it`s your long time friend, gonna loose it in the end.
Who`s a fool?
Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man, stay a ghost, stay what you want it to be.
Loser, give it all away, never stay with a winner, with the man with all the filthy money.
Come on, keep it all aside with a ride on a record on the top, if you`re gonna be a bad boy.
Breadfan, you got it wrong, it`s your long time friend, gonna loose it in the end.
Who`s a fool?
Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man, stay a ghost, stay what you wanna be.
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The Prince (originally by Diamond Head)
Now I see his face, I see his smile.
Such a lonely place, no golden mile.
Eyes tell of morbid tales of his black heart.
His deeds through ages past tell of his part.
See his face, see his smile; time to die.
Go, woh.
Angel from below, change my dreams.
I want for glory`s hour, for wealth`s esteem.
I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn.
I wish for earthly riches, don`t want no crown of thorns.
I was born a fool, don`t want to stay that way.
Devil, take my soul, with diamonds you repay.
I don`t care for heaven, so don`t you look for me to cry.
And I will burn in hell from the day I die.
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Stone Cold Crazy (originally by Queen) Midi
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone.
Rumor goin round, gotta clear outta town, smelling like a dry fish bone.
Here comes the law gonna break down the door, carry me away once more.
Never, never, never want it anymore.
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor.
Crazy, stone cold crazy, yo.
Rainy afternoon, on a killer typhoon, and she`s playing with my slide trombone.
Any more, any more, can not take it any more.
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor.
Crazy, stone cold crazy, yo.
Hey!
Walking down the street shooting people that I meet, fully loaded Tommy gun.
Here come the deputy, he try fuckin gettin me, gotta fuckin get up and run.
They got the sirens loose, I`m runnin right out of juice.
They`re gonna put me in a cell.
If I can`t go to heaven, let me go to hell.
Crazy, stone cold crazy, yo!
Yeah.
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So What (originally by the Anti-Nowhere League) Midi
So fucking what!
Well, I`ve been to Hastings and I`ve been to Brighton, I`ve been to Eastbourne too.
So what, so what.
And I`ve been here, I`ve been there, I`ve been every fuckin where.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.
Well, who cares, who cares what you do?
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you,you, you?
Well, I fucked a queen, I fucked Bach.
I`ve even sucked an old man`s cock.
So what, so what.
And I fucked a sheep, I fucked a goat.
I rammed my cock right down his throat.
So what, so what.
So what, so what you boring little fuck.
Well who cares, who cares what you do?
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you,you, you, well, you, you, you.
And I`ve drunk that, I`ve drunk this.
I`ve spewed up on a pint of piss.
So what, so what.
I`ve had skank, I`ve had speed.
I`ve jacked up until I bleed.
So what, so what.
So what, so what you boring little cunt.
Well who cares, who cares what you do?
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you.
I`ve had crabs, I`ve had lice.
I`ve had the clap and that ain`t nice.
So what, so what.
I fucked this, I fucked that.
I`ve even fucked a school girl`s twat.
So what, so what.
So what, so what you boring little fuck.
Well who cares, who cares what you do?
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you?
So fucking what!
Yeah.
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Killing Time (originally by Sweet Savage)
Sound of gunfire comes through the night; killing and hatred, it`s a terrible sight.
Reports come in there`s a heavy attack; message seen, we`re moving back.
Preparations are made for the journey back; it`s a survival, supplies are packed.
No more nigths in this eternal hell; destination is simple; we move out.
(Killing time)
You left from the line.
(Killing time)
Your turn to kill.
(Killing time)
What`d ya say?
(Killing time)
Ah, killing time, ah.
And he knew what he needed to keep us alive,
No time for cowardice, kill and survive.
Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife,
Nasty word, he`ll take your life.
The silence is over, they attack again,
Killing and hatred drive me insane.
Reports come in of a heavy attack,
Message is seen, we`re moving back.
(Chorus)
(Repeat 1st verse)
(Repeat 3rd verse)
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Overkill (originally by Motorhead)
Only way to feel the noise is when it`s good and loud.
So good I can`t believe it, screaming with the crowd.
Don`t sweat it, give it back to you.
Overkill.
Overkill.
Overkill.
Shut up!
Get the fuck out!
Get on it!
On your feet you feel the beat.
It goes straight to your spine.
Shake your head, you must be dead
If it don`t make you fly.
Your bady`s made to move.
It goes straight to your spine.
You`re all alone, man.
If it don`t make you fly.
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Damage Case (originally by Motorhead)
Hey, babe, don`t act so scared. All I want is some special care.
On the run from some institution, all I wanted is consolation.
And I can tell by your face I`m a total disgrace.
Let me inside your place.
Move over for a damage case.
Hey, babe, wait a minute, stop!
Don`t run away, don`t call a cop.
I ain`t looking to victimize you.
All I wanna do is tantalize you.
I can tell by your face I`m all over the place.
I can tell by your face, got no time for a damage case.
Hey, babe, turn away.
Here tomorrow, gone today.
Don`t know what you think your game is.
I don`t care even what your name is.
And I can tell by your face, you`re all over the place.
I can tell by your face.
Move over for a damage case.
Get the fuck over me.
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Stone Dead Forever (originally by Motorhead)
Did you see me in the glass?
Did you hear me?
Better listen fast.
Think I see you gone to seed.
Only reasons were your guilt and greed.
Out there on your own, your face turned to stone.
Whatever happened to your life?
Stone dead forever.
All right.
You`re a financial wizard, yeah, a top tycoon.
You`re a sweet lounge lizard with a silver spoon.
You know you never had it quite so good,
Cause you didn`t know that you even could.
But the time has come to pay.
Your touch turned to gold.
Whatever happened to your life?
Stone dead forever.
Been a long time, been a long, long wait.
And you`ve caught your fingers at the Pearly Gates.
Better leave your number and we`ll call you
Do you know your problems ain`t exactly new?
The time has come today.
Turns out to have been a play.
Whatever happened to your life?
Stone dead forever.
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Too Late Too Late (originally by Motorhead)
I see that nothin`s changed.
Insist on playing games.
Some waste of time you are, and you`re so popular.
Well, this shit, you bitch.
Got to make my switch.
Just another John.
I know what`s going on.
Your move.
What do I have to lose?
Stalemate.
No!
Too late, too late.
I thought you was for real, but you`re a rip-off deal.
You gave me all that crap, I just escaped your trap.
I think I see your joke, but you`re just chasing smoke.
To me you`re another one, I know what`s going on.
(chorus)
Misunderstanding me, the way you feel so free.
I`m going to jump the gun.
I`m going to hit and run.
Your credibility don`t cut no ice with me.
And now the thrill is gone; I know what`s going on.
(chorus)
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