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CRACK IN THE UNION JACK Suede Draw the blinds and watch the show, Heard it on the radio, Saw it on the news today, I heard the lonely people say "There's a great big crack in the union jack" There's a great big crack in the Union Jack RCPE Union Jack Grenadine Syrup a third of a glass Maraschino Liqueur a third of a glass Chartreuse a third of a glass Union Neurotic Outsiders Tell me mirror mirror on the wall Who's the sickest Sex Pistol of them all? Is it Johnny Rotten? I don't know, I'd really like to ask him But he drives me up the wall. SAVOIR FAIRE Suede She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse And she going where the lights are on She shaking obscene like a fucking machine And she's gone, gone, gone She cooking crack giving us heart attack Whipsnade Suede We are only young but we style our future with a cattle gun We are idle rich so we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch Cause when the firelight shocks like a cop shop pyre we'll jack the Whipshade Suede jack the politics for premonition and fire and we'll move like Nuryev at night Coast to coast Side to side Shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast We are only young It Starts And Ends With You Suede Like a cause without a martyr Like an effigy of balsa Like a hairline crack in a radiator Leaking life I shout out but it just spins faster I crawl up but my knees are water I cling on by my nails to the Woody Guthrie Alabama 3 Another psychopath in Iowa, loadin' up another round While the NRA in Columbine hunt Marilyn Manson down Powder in the Pentagon, cruel letters in the mail Some KKK white supremacist, cookin' up a dose Back In Your Face Def Leppard I'm back in your face like I've never been away I'm back in your face and it's where I'm gonna stay Like a runaway mack, lika a union jack I'm back Hey! Hey! Do Your Own Thing Union I live for the minute, I live for a day Doin' my thing, and you're doin' your own yeah Do what I wanna yeah, do what you wanna Keep your advice, I'm wishing you well Your Beverly Hills, but I vacation Union Black Eyed Peas [Chorus] (One for all, one for all) (It's all it's all for one) Let's start a union, calling every human It's one for all and all for one Let's live in unison, calling every citizen It's one for Suede Tori Amos Suede You always felt like suede There are days I feel your twin Peekaboo Hiding underneath your skin Jets are rewing yes rewing From a central source And this has power over me Not because you She's in Fashion Suede (The sunshine it blows my mind, and the wind blows my brain) She's the face on the radio, she's the body on the morning show, She's there shaking it out on the scene, She's the colour of a magazine DOWN Suede All the people in your life say you're down And the strangers in the night say you're down And the loonies on the right say you're down, and you're down, And the ambulances sigh that you're down, The Sadness In You, The Sadness In Me Suede day It's time to push it away And let's rip up this perfect day When the sadness in you meets the sadness in me Let's start changing our lives When the sadness in you meets the sadness in me Let's start Outsiders Suede By the roadside shrine there\'s a place Selling bouquets of cellophane That\'s where they meet in this desolate place And the more they see the more they say Thrown like two winter roses into a broken Sadie Suede Inside her, is the suburbs In the sodium lights and the streets In parked cars and the booty cars In every lonely disease In the new love under covers In the cold touch of the rights In the dead HI-FI Suede Slipping through the city, sliding train to train, Sulking on the subway, music in our brain She and me together in the city sound, Me and Mona Lisa on the underground, Hi-fi in the white city Still Waiting Suede I'm still waiting, not to care I'm still skating in the circles in the foggy air I'm still scraping my knees on a frozen lake Making figures of 8 with my ice skates And I'll stay And I'll stay Hair in It's Always the Quiet Ones (Live) Suede Brittle little smile Pretty petrol eyes We keep our shadows locked up here inside Try not to offend Or to disappoint them Write them letters you will never send Oh, they stay in shadows All the heart breakers The Big Time Suede I watch the slow hand Kill the day, I see my starring mode take away, I watch the skyline, for him to come And when he comes alone, we'll be gone. The Power Suede Through endless Asia, through the fields of Cathay or enslaved in pebble-dash grave with a kid on the way If you're far over Africa on the wings of youth or if you're down in some satellite town and Painted People Suede Painted people get you going And I'll smother that pig in a holy scene It ain't too hard to see The paint, my love, gets you going like You wanna be got for the next world's scene It ain't too hard The Asphalt World Suede I know a girl she walks the asphalt world She comes to me and I supply her with Ecstasy Sometimes we ride in a taxi to the ends of the city Like big stars in the back seat like skeletons ever so pretty Stay Together Suede Come to my house tonight We can be together in the nuclear sky And we will dance in the poison rain And we can stay a while in heaven today Let's stay togetherLet's stay, these days are ours Let's Young Men Suede Oh, Tony only reads Asian Babes Oh, Danny's doing Doves down the raves Oh, Terry drinks his money away Oh God, and his sons play drums all day On the scene, on the dole In your eyes, in your soul New generation Suede I wake up every day to find her back again Screaming my name through the astral plain And in this catalogue fown she takes me down Down through the platinum spires Down through the telephone wires The 2 Of Us Suede Lying in my bed, I think of you That song goes through my head, the one we both knew In each line lies another line full of sacred sound But you're outside where the companies dream and the money Where The Pigs Don't Fly Suede Out in the sticks, out in the stickiness They're chasing round in stolen ice cream vans They're sparking up with someone, oh They're covering up their jumpers in roses, oh Where pigs don't fly, oh Trash Suede Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear, The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair, Maybe it's our kookiness, Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns, Our nothing places and our cellophane