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He ain't no baby, he's sure a shambles
He looks all pork pie, he looks love-handles
He ain't no poet, he ain't no boho
He’s just a junkie, he's just a no-go
He's blood-knuckled and dusted
He's so over, he's busted
He got all skinned up, he got all chewed up
He dates a pin-up, ’she has him spewed up
He 's like weasel, run out of diesel
A piss-artist with no easel
He's blood-knuckled and dusted
He's so over, he's busted
I love the state you’re in
You get beneath my skin
It makes me want to sin
But where would I begin?
He's such a liar, he's all desire
Still believes that he's the messiah
He'll get dead-headed, he'll get so shredded
He'll blow his mind out in the fire
He's blood-knuckled and dusted
He's so over he's busted
I love the state you’re in
You get beneath my skin
It makes me want to sin
But where would i begin?
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Too Much Too Soon
05:13
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Poker Face
04:18
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Silicone
03:45
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You got the claws and you got the teeth
I'll be the wolf, you can be the sheep
I'll stalk your dreams and I’ll haunt your sleep
With a bleeding nose and a fake ID
You're a neon flicker, a discount sticker
An archangel that drinks paint stripper
You're all messed up, I should take you home
You look like love but you taste like Silicone
You're what I love, you're a concrete dove
A broken nail in a latex glove
You're Elephant and Castle, an Amazon parcel
Fractured white boy, metal metatarsal
My heart blows out every time we meet
By the burned-out payphone on your street
You're all dressed up, I should take you home
You look like love but you taste like Silicone
You look like love, You look like love
But you taste like Silicone
Well I can't deny what I've become
I can't describe all the shit I've done
I’m gonna’ get stealthy, gonna’ get healthy
Get shacked up with someone wealthy
In a dirty world could you make me clean?
Be a starlit sky through a cracked windscreen?
If I 'fess up will you take me home?
I just need love that don't taste like Silicone
Silicone
I just need love, I just need love
That don't taste like Silicone, Silicone
I just need love , I just need love
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What Happens Next?
02:38
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The Cafe Anglais is oddly vacant
You sit at the bar and order a drink
You take out your pen and write down a name
On a currency note you leave as the tip
The door from the street is softly opened
Someone approaches and calls out your name
They pull out a gun and point at your head
You don't move a muscle you’re sure that you're dead
You knew that they'd find you
And now they have
You know we all need to know
What happens next..
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Promises Promises
04:15
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Don't promise me your love - I don't need it
Don't swear I'm all you want - I don't believe it
You think I'm quite a prize
Considerate and wise
Well consider this advice: beat it
Why does every man I meet think they can sway me?
Believe that they're unique, the one to save me?
They vow they'll win me round
Every single one's a clown
Build me up, I'll burn ‘em down - no maybes
You say you know my true feelings
But if you did you wouldn't be there kneeling
You say I don't know love tortures
You know shit - I've been hung drawn and quartered
Go find yourself some other lover
A sweet and trusting type, just like your mother
But if you wish my dear, to take a risk my dear
With promises, well here's another:
"I'll make you pay the price for all the cheating, all the lies
And every promise I once believed in”
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The Floating Man
03:17
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Torched Song
04:11
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Well, I need something to soothe this pain
To cool the lava you pump through my veins
‘Cause I’m burning, I’m burning up for you
And, I need something to quench this fire
Before it becomes a funeral pyre
‘Cause I’m burning, I’m burning up for you
You struck the sparks, you fanned the flames in me
And now my heart’s a blazing ruin
You say that you were only foolin’
Don’t walk away, don't do me wrong
Don’t leave me singing this torched song
‘Cause I’m burnin’, I’m burnin’ up for you
Your love’s a drug, I’ve just got to drop
It hurts me so much but It makes me so hot
I’m burnin’, I’m burnin’ up for you
You struck the sparks, you fanned the flames in me
And now my heart’s a blazing ruin
You say that you were only foolin’
Don’t walk away, don't do me wrong
Don’t leave me singing this torched song
‘Cause I’m burnin’, I’m burnin’ up for you
Yeah I’m burnin’, I’m burnin’ up for you
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Skeletons in Waiting
03:11
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Is life basically lovely?
Or really just short, brutal and ugly?
I've had it great to date and if I'm lucky
I'll avoid all the shit ‘til there’s six foot of it dug above me
Is love able to save us?
When beauty has gone and flesh has betrayed us?
My love, will you still be mine when I’m falling?
Will I still be yours when death comes calling?
How thin is the ice upon which we’re skating
So don't be surprised to realise that it may be breaking
We’re just skeletons in waiting
So give more then you get and enjoy the rest til it’s taken
How thin is the ice upon which we’re skating
So don't be surprised to realise that it may be breaking
We’re just skeletons in waiting
So give more then you get and enjoy the rest til it’s taken
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Killers
04:43
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The Real Tuesday Weld London, UK
Vintage Tunes meet Electronic Beats.
Much loved and lauded cult pop-art-pop troubadours, London
based purveyors of Cinematic Swing-noir and Antique Beat.
Idiosyncratic, innovators ploughing a unique furrow over six albums, myriad EPs and countless collaborations.
A film in every song.
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