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The Daily Grind Little Comets Tears on the abdomen Of a woman but it's ok For she has a baby Flexibly skiving with Benefits driving the Daily Mail says it's a holiday We always seem to denigrate Ourselves again at the point of being Daily Grind Little Feat Movin' round the grand design Gettin' stranger every day Knowin' that our time will come And it might not be so far away Wonderin' where to draw the line Believin' that the water just might turn to wine Comets Fanfarlo Look up, open the clouds Here comes the bombshell On the way home… And now we want the coal? Comets Charlie Simpson Am I a terrible lie, just a southern mess Am I the signature you'll forge on the birthday cards that I'll forget to send can we please just not pretend that all my thoughtlessness had purpose do you think Comets Cocoon By the meeting of the roads I just fell to my knees When I knew I had to make a choice It's a shame you said That I may never know How far I can sometimes go How far I can sometimes go Refrain Comets Piano Magic and I say "Yeah, if it helps you, I won't be myself" Like Japanese poets who capture a Summer in only three lines With just one kiss I want to tell you but it takes all night You just can't wait for the The Daily Grind No Use For A Name Another morning and I'm awake The same old thing on a different day I want to drive but my tank is dry But the ground is wet with rain Greedy people are pushing me Needy people in misery It's a push & Little Italy Little Comets Left wing But you take flicks of brown hair I keep that seaking me Catch in the language of social mobility But I don't seem to mind The between people and time It's enemy telling me the Are circling in The Blur, The Line & The Thickest Of Onions Little Comets Feel good for a minute then implode As the lack of an aphorism sticks in your throat with ire Depose your vernacular, argot Why have pride in a lyric when all the other songs go ? The Assisted Little Comets Maybe my hands won't shake Faces I don't recall Each of these finer points Lost on the whitewashed walls But at least it gets to be a choice Look at me closely you can see Just how broken a man can be The Blur, The Line And The Thickest Of Onions Little Comets Feel good for a minute then implode As the lack of an aphorism sticks in your throat with ire Depose your vernacular, argot Why have pride in a lyric when all the other songs go It’s a question of rust The Gift Of Sound Little Comets Words that fall from stature Do not enrapture Chin feels like a chisel Lost its fizzle So hold me like a stranger Absolve my danger It's the similarities That bring me down Given the gift of sound Given Ex-Cathedra Little Comets Shake the windows and the doors Put ex cathedra on the floor because there's a part of this That I don't think you're ever Really going to understand Eat your hate and burn deceit Give fallibility your Coalition Of One Little Comets Food banks spring open Like jaws dropping in time The weight of man is measured By the depths of a carrier bag I’m frozen for ages The same faces the same scars It’s a shame all our sages Are rotten to Wherewithal Little Comets Picture me enchained like a memory And I won't waste, I won't waste Figure you'd be safe, calling the police They won't wait, they won't wait up Shaking like a leaf, as a simile Doesn't begin to describe Effetism Little Comets Effete, makeweight Nobody cares about you On your birth date Wake up pretend you've Beaten sleep I guest you've finally Made it to the back teeth Effete to weigh less Maillot jaune scars But now you're Early Retirement Little Comets Fortunately I have got Enough to realise that This is growing old The promises you sew are Shallow footsteps in the snow That you cover up Sumptuously I have seen The centuries in his eyes Now I’m growing B & B Little Comets I codify next week there's a new born tax Not married so I can't relax Honest so I don't react, yet Silence has kissed my back Licked fickle by the bedroom pact A rumour never moves with tact, no A heart Cover Your Rain Little Comets You change the covers And I'll make a will Punish me rotten For the way I feel Woe betide me and you And anybody who's Got a lot to lose Cover your rain Cover your rain up Maybe I will live in fields Paint My Boy William Little Comets Cut all the pages from a magazine I must preserve the right to dream of my boy William Power to the unions Cannot save my soul I've lost my faith in rock and roll tell it to my boy William When you reach Salt (Acoustic) Little Comets Pick up on my nuanced groans Rip apart my soiled interior walls Given I'm a sack of bones Maybe you should have excoriated home The system that I need to cope Shatters me with every idiom Suffering a cut Formula Little Comets Wakeful aching early mornings Prise the desperation from your hands Leaning out of bedroom windows Books and hooks we steal from last night's bands Take a girl's name for the chorus Repetition and repetition Don't Fool Yourself Little Comets Little Runaway Benson Boone Little runaway, the world’s never easy You’re so good at being down on yourself And the fog makes it harder to see me You don’t know where to reach out for help Oh you’re gold But you don’t even know it The Grind Erykah Badu Steady on the grind Stead on the grind 'Cause I got to make it happen My family depending on me Steady on the grind Steady on the grind 'Cause I got to make it happen Ain't nobody gone do it for me Ha Man Alive Funeral For A Friend I've got a bone to pick with this So come on just say it Well if there's a reason to be believed Then no one is telling The pain that it caused Deeper than any wound can make Man alive but feeling dead Motown Never Sounded So Good Less Than Jake Ive wasted my time with this daily grind In single file lines, is this real life? I hate Monday Ambience Studio Sunday’s fading fast, the night begins to fall, Tomorrow’s creeping in, I can hear the wake-up call. Cest La Vie Shania Twain Can't drag my butt outta bed Somebody stop me--I need another coffee Like a hole in my head When everyday begins this way Gets you down and can drive you mad The daily grind can freak your mind C'est La Vie (Red Version) Shania Twain Can't drag my butt outta bed Somebody stop me--I need another coffee Like a hole in my head When everyday begins this way Gets you down and can drive you mad The daily grind can freak your mind But