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Martin's Fever
03:10
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So this is it?
Saturday night, you think you're one of the faces. There's two a penny in other places like you.
But still I'm going to try.
Don't take away my poor man's riches. Smoking my life away until another pay-day.
I guess it's that the dj is never playing my tune.
I'll take my chances outside stepping out of the room.
And Martin I know the vibe's not right.
Let's neck them off and see what happens. It's all the same about the town tonight.
But Martin's got a fever burning like Latino passion shining bright.
Do you think you'll find the one, do you?
The only one you'll see is the wee hours!
I guess it's that the dj is never playing my tune.
I'll take my chances outside stepping out of the room.
Out on the street past five.
Bent over, bend over.
And if you're wondering who is going to profit tonight.
Well, it isn't you. Five don't work but we still got the other two.
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Annie's Boy Part I
03:24
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I'll have a cig and a single malt.
Let's knock them back until we're acting like clowns.
If it's kosher then you know I'm down.
Annie will you open your mind, if you stuck with me then you'd find.
We're only telling jokes to pass the time.
Annie's boy, it's too late.
Did you think that you were something special?
I wish I had said lots of things.
But when it comes between you and the world.
You can't curb my spirit, you know I'm down.
But I'm sitting here alone tonight, thinking about a different fight.
It's gone past two I might bell you now.
Annie's boy, it's too late.
Did you think that you were something special?
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Annie's Boy Part II
04:18
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It's well past two, why are you phoning me?
He's drunk. He's telling me he's a revolutionary, going to marry me. Let me sleep.
Go act the clown in your world discovery.
You've made it clear it's nothing to do with me and here is no longer home.
I bet you're sat there on your own aren't you.
Tonight. I bet you're thinking about that different fight.
That floating island wasn't a paradise.
Should have listened to our friend in the NYC. But this is the end, end too.
You must think that you're something special. Take your words back they're none to helpful.
And lay off the drink. Don't take your blood so seriously.
Tonight, I bet you're thinking about that different fight.
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I Keep Getting Told
02:28
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I keep getting told.
Just be happy you've got one.
The crowds on boxing day, they blew me away.
On the hunt for old shit at a new price.
Something new, something blue and something nice.
This saddened me.
I keep getting told.
Just be happy you've got one.
One is only rich enough to work here.
Lights are flashing on the streets outside.
A Tesco bag caught in an updraft.
Passing time at last.
I keep getting told.
Just be happy you've got one.
My eyelids are heavy and my legs are too, just standing around waiting for something to do.
I'm glad you're here Grisham.
My eyelids are heavy and my legs are too, just standing around waiting for something to do.
I'm the lucky one?
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All The Queen's Dogs
03:31
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The coldest night of the year.
No hot tin here and who am I to question your needs?
I'm not in your position but,
cat on the roof I know how you feel.
Stuck in an old town, stuck in an old town.
What's the view like from up there?
Cat on the roof you've got to come down soon.
Come down and I'll give you warmth.
And something to eat
But you're just strolling on, you're just strolling on, you're just strolling on.
Cat on the roof I know how you feel.
Stuck in an old town, stuck in an old town.
What's the view like from up there?
Cat on the roof you've got to come down soon.
All the Queen's dogs and all the Queen's men can't coax you down.
You're strolling on.
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Dirty Fair UK
4 piece.
Played on bills with ’Peace’, ‘Jake Bugg’ and headlined Chris McCormack's
Jubliee Club Night at the Camden Barfly.
Airplay on BBC Introducing, Absolute Radio and Amazing Radio. Twice the number one in the national SRA student radio chart.
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