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Rotterdam (Or Anywhere) Beautiful South all the men are gargoyles Dipped long in Irish stout The whole place is pickled The people are pickles for sure And no-one knows if they've done more here Than they ever would do in a jar This could be Rotterdam Rotterdam (Or Anywhere) The Beautiful South men are gargoyles Dipped long in Irish stout The whole place is pickled The people are pickles for sure And no one knows if they've done more here Than they ever would do in a jar This could be Rotterdam Rotterdam Wedding Present Rotterdam PRO8L3M I Was Neal McCoy I drove up form rivertown it was late September early October Thought maybe I could clear my mind and see the leaves turn red The tune's up and the windows down Hallelujah what a beautiful morning Were Dumb Beautiful South It doesn't take a mathematician To add a simple sum Either you are simply beautiful Or I am simply dumb Dumb, dumb, dumb It doesn't take Robert The Bruce To see the web you've spun Either you are simply Sailing Solo Beautiful South navigate you Even with compass and infinite time And just when I think I've found some part that's new I find a flag already up that's not mine Circling you is journey minus view Exploration without reason or Mirror Beautiful South They could be fat or could be thin They could be black, they could be white Tell me who's knocking at the knocking shop door tonight Not much a girl can do but open or close Those things are above doors The Gates Beautiful South better make it ten" Well if heaven's an improvement I won't mind the extra squeeze I've got a few more birds down there, after losing bees Trying to lose their bees So don't be shocked who queue-jumps Or One God Beautiful South turning Disney and there's nothing you can do You're trying to walk like giants but you're wearing Pluto's shoes And the answers fall easier from the barrel of a gun Than it does from the lips of the beautiful Just A Few Things That I Ain't Beautiful South drunk If I didn't you'd get terrible fright And if this is the land of hope and glory Where's the land of hope but not quite I've been scruff bag, dirt bag, always someones binbag But never been bono or Property Quiz Beautiful South All the secrets we have shared have moved to a couple better paired So if he impales himself on javelin or spike I will try my best to be the perfect lookalike And if he wants to be smart and enter a property You Keep It All In Beautiful South He was just a social drinker but social every night He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four She was just a silent thinker, silent every night He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before Well he was You Can Call Me Leisure Beautiful South You look a younger my beautiful version of death But I'm scared to hold you close or smell your breath Now your body's facing east your heart is west And you can call me leisure and I can call you rest Liars' Bar Beautiful South Well sitting in a bar alone where no-one knows your name is like laying in a graveyard wide awake You're scared that if you cough or yawn you might wake up the dead So pretend to read a paper or just drink How Long's A Tear Take To Dry? Beautiful South Or is it hung in a museum With your Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa ex-ass art? Prettiest Eyes Beautiful South And I only write them down just in case That you die Let's take a look at these crows feet, just look Sitting on the prettiest eyes Sixty 25th of Decembers Fifty-nine 4th of Julys Not through the age or Good As Gold (Stupid As Mud) Beautiful South til there's no more blood But carry on regardless Carry on with laugh Carry on with cry Carry on with brown under moonlit sky I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or Prettiest Eyes (Single Version) Beautiful South And I only write them down just in case That you die Let's take a look at these crows feet, just look Sitting on the prettiest eyes Sixty 25th of Decembers Fifty-nine 4th of Julys Not through the age or How Long's A Tear Take To Dry? (Radio Edit) Beautiful South Or is it hung in a museum With your Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa ex-ass art? Final Spark Beautiful South gambled on I'm due my money back, I'm due my money back We could've learned, we could've burned from the firework love ignites But that sparkler of romance proved impossible to light If your country code or 36D (Short Version) Beautiful South Close your legs, open your mind Leave those compliments well behind Dig a little deeper into yourself And you may find Come over here just sit right down Needn't comb your hair, needn't pout or frown I Get Here Beautiful South Unless your in one of love's ghettos Love climb every mountain high But some of us are stuck in a cell All you need is love, love, love And a bloody good tunnel as well You could get here by aeroplane or The River (Edit) Beautiful South hooked the floating dead Our lives go bounding down the strewn When will we realise minnow dreams The frustration eating you and me Our only wish to be the fish that meets the sea We cannot tell a he or Good As Gold Beautiful South til there's no more blood But carry on regardless Carry on with laugh Carry on with cry Carry on with brown under moonlit sky I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs Not in the star signs Or Foundations Beautiful South heads make more sense than the sun Giving teacher apples could be fun or dumb Build your planes from Airfix 'Cause you'll only lose the war Write your love letters on rice paper At least you'll feed the The Mediterranean Beautiful South Little seas can be big seas to the wrong or long of sight But the Mediterranean looks like aspirin tonight The doctor told me the chemist he had nothing for my plight But the Mediterranean looks like aspirin The Sound Of North America Beautiful South Street tills whilst everyone is failing Sometimes you feel expensive sometimes you feels so cheap You can roam the streets a King whilst everyone's asleep You can mime to any record with a hairbrush or The Mediterranean (Morcheeba Mix) Beautiful South Little seas can be big seas To the wrong or long of sights But the Mediterranean Looks like aspirin tonight The Doctor told me the chemist He had nothing for my plights But the Mediterranean Looks like Masculine Eclipse Beautiful South but use the anchor twice Don't feel ever sorry for the dicks Just grab that dice and hope you roll a six, a six So as nature gave out semen to the jealous and the sick Jesus gave out candles to the dim or