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Post by mrgosh on Sept 16, 2009 14:51:57 GMT
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samkimish
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MAMA STILL WANTS YOU HOME FOR SUPPER
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Post by samkimish on Sept 22, 2009 23:12:28 GMT
Jamie T - Jilly Armeen
Taking sides
planning a trip
no place like home
if only could afford it
ticket to ride
connected by the hip
surviving on the dabs of the dust in your pocket.
4 minute mile
a dressing down by a friend you haven't see in a while
it all come's to a head
with just one smile
to say what is said
she's light as a feather
I'm heavier than lead.
You're useless to me Jilly Armeen
last time I ever sing a song for them
using you under psyeudonym
never again
you always went for my friends and not for me.
Deep cuts and shards of glass
broken bones in plaster cast
hand on your shoulder
he start's to laugh
you don't hear planes when you live under the flight path.
You're useless to me Jilly Armeen
last time I ever sing a song for them
using you under psyeudonym
never again
you always went for my friends and not for me.
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samkimish
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Post by samkimish on Sept 22, 2009 23:16:04 GMT
368 - Jamie T[/size]
Wrapped in cling film, staying 'til the morning
Working in a shop off New Bond Street
Lived in your building high up on the ceiling
When she rushed the floorboards creaked
Out in this town, haunting again
You're calling up my friends
Try to find out where I've been
I'm I holding, holding it
Gave money to the man he put a bag in my hand
Said: �Son don�t you understand
This isn�t the way out this is the way in.
You�re doubling your trouble in
Three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Millilitres down
Where you come from, where you at Jack
Is it the clothes, the bullet holes or the shit up your nose
That makes your body contort like that
Like a Denmark Street thief feeding the crack
They cut the paws off the boar for a fractured jaw
That was given to the government tax
Way back the when Maggie-aggie-aggie
Always made him sad but she never made him happy
I was lost weak, bleak in the street
Knocked me off of my feet
Hanging round with the people I should never meet
I will always believe that the air that we breathe
Will choke our lungs and clog up our arteries
Now down on my knees saying up for a please
Take him down, throw it out and the you call the police
Now I'm out there, sitting in the gutter
Rolling back down back down before you come upper
Three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Millilitres down
While the nameless were swapping infections
Ketamine Jim he had a spin, went mad and got sectioned
I was outside trying to shotgun a ride off a guy who like I has no sense of direction
Tension is building in a white heart pub
By the time we drove by the floor's covered in blood
Man next to me said "They're all fucking mugs, use to roll with them cunts
Before I fell in love with a brunette rough neck
Fits like a glove
Kept me back down when I came back up
When my feet hit the ground man, I started to run
And since that day that's all that I've done
So if you ever see me, when the town falls down
Jester starts screaming as he steals the Queen's crown
You know they'll be lost and I'll be found
Cause I'm 368 down"
Three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Millilitres down
It�s the only way that you�re getting out
If you hang around boys round here they�ll bring you down
It�s the only way that you�re getting out
If you hang around boys round here they�ll bring you down
It�s the only way that you�re getting out
If you hang around boys round here they�ll bring you down
It�s the only way that you�re getting out
If you hang around boys round here they�ll bring you down
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Millilitres down
Three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Just three hundred, three hundred and sixty-eight
Millilitres down
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