Housebreaker The Auteurs

When I first met you You were not house trained A backwoods trier The world's your oyster Your time is mine What's yours is mine all mine There's no honour Amongst thieves So we worked together A varied

The Upper Classes Auteurs

Some of the clothes you stole from your lover's home Make you glow in the dark Make you light up the room on your own Formative years were a drag But we passed the time somehow I'm in cahoots with

After Murder Park Auteurs

After Murder Park - Auteurs Esme could you shut the door And put the oil lamp on the floor I feel it coming on again Just like it did on saturday Voices after murder park In the damp in the dark

Unsolved Child Murder Auteurs

People 'round here don't like to talk about it Presumed dead Unsolved Child Murder Since they dragged the lake you know they seemed au-fait cordoned off some wood and gave the photo to a psychic

A Sister Like You Auteurs

Two sisters sighed Said, 'We might as well be lovers We're so close Just like blood brothers' And the horse guard died I lost all power She said to me 'Dis, you come down in the shower' Their mother

The Rubettes The Auteurs

(Sugar baby love) Another night alone, a manic episode Underneath the covers with the lights out Doo wah, where did the sad songs go?

The South Will Rise Again The Auteurs

How does the magic move around you? How does the magic move around you?

School The Auteurs

I am waiting for a man To collect me from the station He will drive me past your house And the bridge and the precinct Later on he'll stuff my mouth With flies, sit astride me I am waiting for

The Upper Classes The Auteurs

Some of the clothes you stole from your lovers home Make you glow in the dark - make you light up The room on your own Formative years were a drag but we passed the time somehow I'm in cahoots with the

Lights Out The Auteurs

Lights out, come on baby, turn the lights out Romeo and Juliet, we can be like them Come on, Leslie, turn the lights out Lights out, last exit on the motorway Drive out to the woods turn on the radio

Lenny Valentino The Auteurs

There were mourners on the street Of every shape and size The motorcade came down from redondo Assassins on the corner tried to throw you a line You dirty-mouth comic rodolfo Lenny valentino reside The

Johnny & The Hurricanes The Auteurs

Ah, ho, ho, ho Ah, ho, oh, oh Ah, ho, ho, ho Ah, ho, oh, oh This is Nero calling out to God and the kids This is the kiss off kiss from the one they missed Are four young men gonna change the world again

After Murder Park The Auteurs

esme could you shut the door and put the oil lamp on the floor i feel it coming on again just like it did on saturday voices after murder park in the damp in the dark maybe we should call the law maybe

Child Brides The Auteurs

when i first saw the child brides two bridegroom boys at their side genevieve in union with -holy communion marriane the younger wife and the child brides went down to the water neptune calls out to his

Married To A Lazy Lover The Auteurs

sack the maid - put her in chains until she say's that it's painless and I couldn't care less twenty years married to a lazy lover twenty years mixing alcohol and downers sack the maid for dealing in state

Future Generation The Auteurs

The future generation Will take me by the hand To the common in my home grond This is the story of the band Wet weekends and New Year parties You know I mean it from the heart The next generation Will

New French Girlfriend The Auteurs

Want a girl to hold my hand When the plane lands When the cracks appear in the plan And the rocks turn into sand Better call my new French girlfriend Make an call international All around the world Money

Early Years The Auteurs

Early years were a shroud man Only a grey cloud Shot in the dark Hanging out with your dad His plans for revenge In some hick-town caravan park Never keep a good one down Early years were a dreadnought

How I Learned To Love The Bootboys The Auteurs

I'm in love A rat tailed girl Scared to dance Our church hall But it's better than being bitch Slapped in the shrubbery While the teatime classes Watching I TV Chartbusters, Bootboys All right, oh yeah

Fear Of Flying The Auteurs

you may be wary of fallen stars they're always poking around in the dark the aeriel view of a dying man screaming out can you help me invisible man you must be wary of ghosts in the dark they know all

Idiot Brother The Auteurs

They were hanging on For grim life They were clutching at straws They were sure That the ship was at port As it sailed far from shore They were keen philosophers They were keen on hurt They were like A

Tombstone The Auteurs

taking out the garbage at the columbia hotel nobody got a ticket out of cripple town better call suspension - bakelite and dial we'll take the fucking building out - baader meinhof style every day, every

Chinese Bakery The Auteurs

She's going downtown, but she comes from uptown Where the brokers and the dealers - socialise She's going downtown Cos she's a poet And the Chinese bakery's open all night Toulouse Lautrec called up today

1967 The Auteurs

"In 1967 In 1967 The clock's ticking by, I'm thirty five I think we should have a child soon In 1967 No pop in our record collection The Beatles and Stones mean nothing to us I think we should count

Dead Sea Navigators The Auteurs

their legend lay in tatters from perth to john o'groats the dead sea navigators should've been seperated at birth and of course i loved them dearly and i miss them now they're gone the dead sea navigators

Land Lovers The Auteurs

in a basement flat lying undercover in a head full of height were a couple of lovers i'll buy you some energy i'll buy you a beer hotfoot it downtown if you move i'll shoot land lovers - terrified of the

I'M A Rich Man's Toy The Auteurs

I'm a rich man's toy Sick of the way you've been putting me down Sick of all your stupid games I'm a rich man's toy You're a son of a gun and I'm easily led Coming up sometimes for air I'm a rich man's

Daughter Of A Child The Auteurs

You've had your fill of laughing gas And pacing 'round the waiting room Heard you moved into an empty house When you broke into the girls bedroom The daughter of a child Said she's got the whole thing

Light Aircraft On Fire The Auteurs

just an acrobatic trick vanishes into mercury disintegrate at 2000 feet light aircraft on fire tombstone queen victoria was an ex wing-walker everybody ignored her everybody implored her to- vanish into the

New Brat In Town The Auteurs

"new brat in town new brat in town who's been found counting aloud - when there's a new brat in town your precious things your precious dear and a chat show host went and cut the throat of an off-shore

Everything You Say Will Destroy You The Auteurs

well they sent back all the bodies who were looking really hopeless well it didn't seem that callous till they stopped you in your flow she's surrounded by her wardens and they're looking really nervous

Unsolved Child Murder The Auteurs

People 'round here don't like to talk about it Presumed dead Unsolved Child Murder Since they dragged the lake you know they seemed au-fait cordoned off some wood and gave the photo to a psychic Presumed

Buddha The Auteurs

happy birthday buddhahappy hunting, happy hiding, happy new yeari hope you get yourself togetheri hope your absence is made cleari first learned, their was a valuein a little subterfugefrom some ol...

A Sister Like You The Auteurs

Two sisters sighed Said we might as well be lovers We're so close Just like blood brothers And the horse guard died I lost all power She said to me Did you come down in the shower Their mother cried Her

Underground Movies The Auteurs

We first met it was raining In a house with bay windows And all the fittings and fixtures And a catalogue of injury She's got a credo in underground movies Her father is a lawyer Who paid for the fittings

Modern History The Auteurs

Well the desk porter laughed News of our legend and our exploits Travelled far From bell-hop to hired car All this and more Modern History On the third floor So is this where he died?

Show Girl The Auteurs

I took a show girl for my bride Thought my life would be right Took her bowling got her high Got myself a showgirl bride Took a job on the side In a health shop keeps me well Got my mantra for life Got

Bailed Out The Auteurs

Your star is descending Round here blindly Tell your dancing daughter That there's no room On the wing We can bitch But it ain't a tinsel town Hey!

American Guitars The Auteurs

They were failing dutifully If you're going to fail at all Failing came more easily Than it did to us all And I wanted to be there See them begin It was easy to see they were The best band to be in I gave

Junk Shop Clothes The Auteurs

For the rest of your life You'll be dunk for the rest of your life And the sun never shone On your frame pale and wan

Don't Trust The Stars The Auteurs

don't think 'It was meant to be' I don't think 'It just had to be' So how can it be pre-arranged When there's no order anyway I found myself barefoot on stones I don't think it was destiny It wasn't in the

Starstruck The Auteurs

First child and a showbiz son Always hide where you come from Mother got out rehab And I was born I was starstruck When I was young It's never too soon To tread the boards I was in Vaudeville At age five

How Could I Be Wrong The Auteurs

In my role As a groundbreaker As a pallbearer In my past life As a benefactor My lost years As an actor The stars are brighter Are lighter Then they have been for years Those stars are tighter At one time

Valet Parking The Auteurs

CHORUS Never thought I'd see the day When your pale face turned grey Got no guts, got no fame Your epitaph Sorely missed Your unfaithful slave

Home Again The Auteurs

Home Again Housesitting again Rifle through Your possessions and stuff Things that you Are ashamed of Home again, housesitting again Looking through photos At the back of your drawer The way that you looked

Your Gang, Our Gang The Auteurs

Well there's gonna be a fist fight And there's gonna be a bitch fight And they traced me to a city pub On a Saturday night, on a Saturday night Your gang, our gang Your gang, our gang Your gang heart of the

Some Changes The Auteurs

This kid comes up to me Says, 'You've gotta raise your game' This kid is half my age 'Pleased to meet you, Mr Haines' Some changes Make some changes Some changes Make some changes Whatever happened To the

Asti Spumante The Auteurs

"Asti Spumante he's frozen orange He is a good lad raised on the water It's a little less tat then your council flat It's a little less flat then your counil tat When I was younger when I was nothing

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Rien pour les auteurs d'un génocide.

L'enfer C'est Les Autres Youssoupha

veux aux mecs de mon quartier sous alcool Qui bicravent dans le hall devant mes nieces qui reviennent de l`ecole J`en veux aux profs qui voulaient m`orienter vers les tenebres Qui m`ont fait lire des auteurs