Clamour For GlamourClaim to fame
clamour for glamour
Oh padeo oh pa padeo
Claim to fame
clamour for glamour
So come and get it
Get it good
Get it RightJoy is the place that keeps me in pace with life
Throw me a line and I'll reach you out there in time
He you call hollow is he who has nothing to hide
So bring me alive 'cause I've started to feel the light
Is there a light, is there a light
Ooooh, let's get it right, and let it shine
Is there a light, is there a light
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Let me show it to you
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The name is
It Takes A Fool To Remain SaneWhatever happened to the funky race?
A generation lost in pace,
Wasn't life supposed to be more than this?
In this kiss I'll change your bore for my bliss.
But let go of my hand and it will slip out
in the sand if you don't give me the chance
to break down the walls of attitude,
I ask nothing of you,
Kolla KollaOm man är född bland proletärer (Ola)
Och gör narkotikaaffärer
Och är man en gång redan straffad
Så är det lätt att man blir haffad
Till och från
Jag vill känna mig fri, fri, fri (Martin)
Det är min filosofi, fi, fi
Let Me Down GentlyCome and lie beside me now, my love
Come, I've always been to shy in love
My voice is narrow
And a boy isn't supposed to cry
Until tomorrow:
Let me down gently
Let me down gently
Let Your Body DecideWords,
come to me so easily
that they make me forget what I mean.
They seem so very unsound
when I donґt want them around
Let your body decide where you want to go
Let your body decide where you want to go
One of Us is Gonna Die YoungI wanna hold you but you’re out of reach
somewhere searching for your inner peace
I’m just looking for a little squeeze
Face to face and cheek to cheek
It’s in your blood but not in mine
What’s in your blood is in my mind
something’s broken in the way we smile
Prayer for the weekendCome, baby
It's time to pray
Come it's time to pray for the weekend, babe
Come it's time to jump in at the deep end, babe
It opens up it's jaws panting like a hound
So, we'll pick the fleurs du mal and we'll bind it a crown
Tell Me This Night Is OverWhy should it be so bad to be bad,
When it´s so hard to be anything at all?
And why does everyone seem to forget
What it´s like to be all alone
- As soon as they
Have got someone, oh it´s no fun
It makes me wanna vanish and die
Maybe I´ll throw all my clothes
The Apocalypse is OverWith souls that burned with fire
and an eagerness to stay up late
we set out to win the hearts
of the outlandish and irate
In our coats of splendid colours
we went from town to town
leaving young hearts filled with promise
The Worrying KindMoves, I like to make 'em
Grooves, I like to shake 'em
Shake 'em from my troublesome mind
'Cause sometimes you'll find
That I'm out of my mind
You see baby, I'm the worrying kind
Words, I'd like to break 'em
This Piece Of Poetry Is Meant To Do HarmYou've been watching over me
Saying you're keeping me company
I should be grateful, I suppose
You've been watching over me
Saying you're keeping me company
I should be grateful, I suppose
And compare you to a summer's rose