"La Belle Et La Bete"

I'll tell you a story but you won't listen,
It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition,
It's the story of a coked-up pansy
Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy,

Met two fellas over gin and mixers,
They talked for a while he soon got the picture,
One was a souped up Soho mincer,
The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures.

Then the conversation turned evil,
Talked, talked and talked about people,
Why did you do it to so many people?

Stumble left out of the boozer
... (?)
... another life (?)
... looking alright (?)

That girls out way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game

You've turned your back upon her
One too many times,
Spent all her hard earned money
Getting high, she sang

[Kate Moss]
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?

She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball
She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball
She's La Belle Et La Bete at the ball
... (?)

You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Just getting high... she sang

[Kate Moss]
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?

Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than she?

I'll tell you a story but you won't listen
It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition
It's the story of a coked-up pansy
Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy

Met two fellas over gin and mixers
They talked for a while he soon got the picture
One was a souped up Soho mincer
The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures

Then the conversation turned evil
Talked and talked and talked about people
Why did you do it to so many people?

That girls out way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game

You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Just getting high... she sang

[Kate Moss]
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?

"Fuck Forever"

Its one and the same, one and the same oh,
So whats the use between death and glory?
How can you choose between death and glory?
Happy endings, no, they never bored me
Happy endings, they still don't bore me
But they, they have a way
They have a way to make you pay
And to make you toe the line
Sever the ties
Because I'm so clever
But clever ain't wise

Fuck forever
If you don't mind
Oh fuck forever?
If you dont mind, dont mind,i dont mind,i dont mind

Oh whats the use between death and glory?
I cant tell between death and glory?
New labour and Tory
Purgatory and no happy families

Its one and the same, one and the same
No, its not the same
Its not supposed to be the same
You know about that way
The way they make you pay
And the way they make you toe the line
I've severed my ties
Oh, you're so clever, you're so clever
But you're not very nice
So fuck forever
If you don't mind
Oh I'm stuck forever
In your mind, your mind, your mind

But have you heard about that way,
To make you feel I should soon make you pay
And to make you toe the line, line
I Sever my ties
Oh well i never
Sever the ties
And fuck forever
If you don't mind
See i'm stuck forever
Oh i'm stuck in your mind, your mind, your mind

I never played this on the radio
Oh they never played this on the radio.

"A'rebours"

You sent for me
I was knock knock knocking on death's door
You ignore, adore, a rebours me
You leave me washed up begging for more
If you really cared for me
Ah you'd let me be
You'd set me free
But what you robbed me of is my...
Oh is my liberty

The curtain was calling
You were there blewn away and a rebours
In the mirror bawling
If you want it so much you are gonna have it all
Ah if you really cared for me
Christ knows you'd let me be
You'd set me free
I'm too polite to say...

I defy you all
You know twice as much as nothing at all
It's still nothing at all
I can defy us all
Tides are now turned and hammered it all
Hammered it all

Ah, no, ah no, ah no...

I've been running round this world too much, girl
Pretending not to see
What's drilling me, it's killing me

Oh no, I think I understand
What I misunderstood before
How your love gives me so much more
I am free again, I can see again..

But if I should fall
Would you vow today to pay tomorrow
The fucked off big debt I owe to sorrow...
Ah, oh... sorrow... sorrow...
Ah, oh... sorrow

Ah, no, ah no, ah no...

"32nd Of December"

Don't talk about it
Don't want to know about it
Arguing with you's no good
You'll be nobody's fool but you'll almost speak...
Don't let me know about it

Don't let me know about the 32nd of December
Oh, thats the night I'm trying so hard to forget
All you do is you come around and make me remember
What I try, oh that I, what I....

Still you talk about it
Still don't wanna know all about it

Anybody want tea?
Anybody, thank you, ah fuck me
But don't speak
And don't talk about it

Don't talk about the 32nd of December
Thats the night im trying so hard to forget
So all you do is you phone me, and I remember
Remember what I try
That I, what I...

You know that I...
You was a stickler for manners
So don't you say goodbye
No, not to a good old friend,

I get by, please
I get by
And get by
Argggh, so what you running from?

Still, ahh don't talk about it
Still, don't want to know about it

Don't want to know about it
The 32nd of December
Thats the night im trying so hard to forget
All you do is come around and make me remember
Remember what I try
What I, that I...

... nice reason, I'll go
But they'll never do
They'll never do

"Pipedown"

Oh Paddy put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's not the right sound
Neither am I, oh my oh my

Do your sums
Work out a fairer way
If it comes undone
Just paper over the cracks
And there ain't no turning back

Oh on The Sun
They make you out to be a tearaway
Comes undone
Ahh I just spoke to matt
pat,they want the money back

Ah put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's the right sound
Oh my, oh my

Do your sums
Work out a fairer way
Can you play no fun
Oh what you think of that
Cause they wanted but...

You better pipe down
You got the right sound
Put the pipe down
Oh my, oh my, oh my

Na na-na na-na...

Oh Paddy put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's not the right sound
Neither am I, oh my oh my

Oh Paddy put the pipe down
If you got the right sound
If it's the right sound
Oh my, oh my, oh my

"Sticks And Stones"

Now here's a tale
Tale I will tell
Blood lust after no sweet love
And a many, many things I do so well

Oh you know that's the end
That's the end so far away down

They said that I was as good as dead
And there was hope, but not for us together
My friend, my only friend

Oh well you know that that's the end
And that's the end so far away down

Skip... fame on the run
Don't look back into the motherfucking sun, no
Oh well you know that that's the end
And that's the end so far away down

Sticks and stones
May break my bones
Oh but your words
They really kill me

Sticks and sto-o-o-o-ones
May break my bo-o-o-o-ones
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Oh but your words they really kill me

And there you know that's the end
But there can never be and end

"Killamangiro"

Ohhh ohhh ohhhh
Why would you pay to see me in a cage?
And why would you pay to see me in a cage?
Some men call the stage

Listen now I have gone
You will know
I was the only one that would have gladly died
What was wrong in the eyes of the unwell and unwise

They killed a man for his giro today
Wasn't very game, I didn't mind
I wasn't a money man anyway
They killed a man for his giro today

Why, would you pay
Why, would you pay
To see me in the cage
Just a hole across the stage

And know
When the night has gone
You might say
I was not the only the one that would've died
What was wrong in the eyes of the cruel and unwise
And they killed a man for his giro today

On the off chance that you're listening
To the radio
I thought you might like to know you broke my heart
You can only start to know or hedge your bets
And take a chance you never get again
All my ties, time and time
I keep on trying hard not to try too hard
When I forgive, I won't forget
To killing time, so I'm better now
I don't need it anymore
Anything that makes you, feel hate
Can do without hate
Now I believe in love

Now I have gone
Oh yeah, I will pay
For everything you've done
What was wrong
In the eyes of the unwell and unwise
They killed a man for his giro today

Ohhh ohhh ohhhh

"8 Dead Boys"

Sit right down cause you're a friend
You know there ain't too many left of them
You said I want love, I want it all

You look better now than last time
But you still look better from afar
The life that you wanted was not in store
You're being the dark horse again

Hello, Hello
Hello, My Love [x3]

Stop your moaning and I'll give you a taster
They give you and line and they call you a waster
Give you a line, oh what a waster
So don't!
You say you will or you won't
Do or you don't [x3]

Cause you look better now than the last time
But you're still no better than before
The life that you wanted wasn't in store
You're being the dark horse again

Hello, Hello
Hello, My Love [x3]

When it suits you, you're a friend of mine [x15]

Cause you look better now than the last time
But you're still no better than before
The life that you wanted wasn't in store
You're being the dark horse again

Cause you look better now than the last time
But you're still no better than before
The life that you wanted wasn't in store
You're being the dark horse again

"In Love With A Feeling"

They would if they could, but they can't
So if they talk like they could
Are you going to heed a word they say
All I'm trying to say was

I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
Yes I'm in love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows

There's a very odd man over there
I don't mean to alarm you
He's by the stairs
No I don't mean to alarm you

He's swimming around all over town
...meaning, ....no feeling
Are you going to heed a word they say
No, all I try to say was

I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
I'm in love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows

There's a very odd man over there
I don't mean to alarm you
Hes by the stairs
I dont meant to alarm you

I'm still waiting for you to show me fire
Oh how's your fever
Like an open book
Oh you can read me

Ohhh la la la la la

They would if they could, but they can't
So if they talk like they could
Are you going to listen to a word they say
All I'm trying to to say was

I'm in love with a feeling
I know that it shows
I'm in love with a feeling
And I don't care who knows

Because of his hob knob
Ohh la la, I think love was a dirty word
Love all the time
Only in a friendly way
Not too friendly, not too friendly

"Pentonville"

It's rough
It's wicked and rough
It's hard
Pentonville rough
It's tough
It's wicked and rough
It's hard
Pentonville rough

Now in Pentonville there's all type of nation
Russian, Columbian and Jamaican
Latvian, Croatian and a Polishman
Indian, Chinaman down from Vietnam
And from the Carribbean an Jamaican
Poorly paid people formed the Irish gang
And the Scottish and the Englishman

They're rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough now

Everyday, it's the same
People can't get better
No they can't get tamed
And black up the heads of the sick and the lame
Some men jump out of their brains
Cause they can't take the pressure
Or the shame or the pain
When they see the life, it go down the drain
In Pentonville it's a different ball game

It's rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough now

Lying on my lumpy mattress
Lying on my back
Staring up at the ceiling
Counting all the cracks
And what's happening behind me
Look over my shoulder back
Bill Cole got my breakfast pack
He won't give it back
Ooooooooooh

It's rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough now

Everyday, it's the same
People can't get better
No they can't get tamed
And black up the heads of the sick and the lame
Some men jump out of their brains
Cause they can't take the pressure
Or the shame or the pain
When they see the life, it go down the drain
In Pentonville it's a different ball game

So A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing
Come help us sing
A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing
Come help us sing

Because it's rough
Pentonville tough
It's hard
Wicked and rough
Yeah tough
Pentonville rough
It's hard
Wicked and rough