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Songs in the soundtrack:

Needle In The Camel's Eye written by Brian Eno and Phil Manzanera, performed by Brian Eno
Hot One written by Nathan Larson and Shudder To Think, performed by Shudder To Think
20th Century Boy written by Marc Bolan, performed by Placebo
2HB written by Bryan Ferry, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Thom Yorke
T.V. Eye written by David Alexander, Scott Asheton, Ronald Asheton and James Osterberg Jr, performed by The Wylde Ratttz, vocal by Ewan McGrego
The Ballad Of Maxwell Demon written by Craig Wedren and Shudder To Think, performed by Shudder To Think, vocal by Jonathan Rhys Meyers (Soundtrack version: vocals by Tom Yorke)
The Whole Shebang written by Grant Lee Phillips, performed by Grant Lee Buffalo
Ladytron written by Bryan Ferry, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Thom Yorke
We Are The Boyz written by Jarvis Cocker, Nick Banks, Candida Doyle, Steve Mackey, Mark Webber, performed by Pulp
Virginia Plain written by Bryan Ferry, performed by Roxy Music
Personality Crisis written by David Johanson and Johnny Thunders, performed by Teenage Fanclub and Donna Matthews
Satellite Of Love written and performed by Lou Reed
Diamond Meadows written by Marc Bolan, performed by T.Rex
Bitter's End written by Bryan Ferry, performed by Paul Kimble and Andy Mackay
Baby's On Fire written by Brian Eno, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Jonathan Rhys Meyers
Bitter Sweet written by Andy Mackay and Bryan Ferry, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Thom Yorke
Velvet Spacetime composed and performed by Carter Burwell (instrumental)
Tumbling Down written by Steve Harley, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Jonathan Rhys Meyers
Make Me Smile (Come Up and See Me) written and preformed by Steve Harley

Songs not in the soundtrack:

People Rockin' People written and performed by Nathan Larson
Avenging Annie written and performed by Andy Pratt
Coz I Luv You written by Noddy Holder and Jim Lea, performed by Slade
The Fat Lady Of Limbourg written and performed by Brian Eno
A Little Of What You Fancy Does You Good! written by Fred W. Leigh and Georger Arthurs, performed by Lindsay Kemp
Tutti Frutti written by Richard Penniman and Dorothy LaBostrie, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Callum Hamilton
Do You Want To Touch Me (Oh, Yeah!) written by Gary Glitter and Mike Leander, performed by Gary Glitter
Band Of Gold written by Ronald Dunbar and Edythe Wayne, performed by Freda Payne
Sebastian written by Steve Harley, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Jonathan Rhys Meyers
Symphony No. 6 in A Minor written by Gustav Mahler, performed by the Czech Philharmonic Orchestra
Get In The Groove written by James Timothy Shaw, performed by The Mighty Hannibal
Cosmic Dancer written by Marc Bolan, performed by T.Rex
My Unclean written by Ron Asheton and Mark Arm, performed by The Wylde Ratttz, vocal by Ewan McGregor
Dead Finks Don't Talk written and performed by Brian Eno
Gimme Danger written by Iggy Pop and James Williamson, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocals by Ewan McGregor
2HB written by Bryan Ferry, performed by The Venus In Furs, vocal by Paul Kimble




















































Needle In The Camel's Eye
(Brian Eno/Paul Manzanera)

Those who know
They don't let it show
They just give you one long glance
And you'll go oh, oh, oh, oh.
Goes to show
How winds blow
The weather's fine
And I feel so, so, so, so, so.
Birds of Prey
With too much to say
Oh what could be my destiny
Another rainy day.
Why ask why
For by the by and by,
All mysteries are just more
Needles in the camel's eye.

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Hot One
(Nathan Larson/Shudder to Think)

Well you're the grand wild
Have you noticed
When you walk in all the fairy boys are pale and nervous
Well my starship doesn't want me And neither does his world
I'm glad I caught you on my view screen, Sailor
You're the grand Wilde
Come and court me
'Cause this wooing
Is what I'm wanting
When my spaceship comes to orbit
Then hold me like a girl
I am the captain of the gravity, Maxwell
Everywhere I see your faces
Hot One
From the starship over Venus to the Sun
But, it's a crime!
You're mistaken! A momentary seizure...of love
Oh, love
Well you're the grand wild
But Darling, I'm a mess
I've got to humanize my wrinkled form
But the boys are not impressed
When my spaceship comes to orbit
Just hold me like a girl
I'll be the captain of the gravity, Maxwell
I see your faces in the strangest places
Hot One
From the starship over Venus to the Sun
But, it's a crime!
You're mistaken!
Momentary seizure...of love
Oh, love
Hot One
From the starship over Venus to the Sun
But, it's a drag!
You're so mean,
Destroying my belief in, in love
Oh, love.

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20th Century Boy
(Marc Bolan)

Friends say it's fine
friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat
talk like a cat
sting like a bee
babe I'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see, you were meant for me
I'm your toy, your 20th Century Boy
Friends say it's fine
friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
Fly like a plane
Drive like a car
Hold out your hand
Babe I'm gonna be your man
20th Century Boy
I wanna be your toy

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2HB
(Brian Ferry)

Oh I was moved by your screen dream
Celluloid pictures living
Your death could not kill our love for you
Take two people romantic
Smoky nightclub situation
Your cigarette traces a ladder
Here’s looking at you kid
Celebrate years
Here’s looking at you kid
Wipe away tears
Long time since we’re together
Now I hope it’s forever
Ideal love flies away now
White jacket moon black tie wings too
You gave her away to the hero
Words don’t express my meaning
Notes could not spell out the score
But finding not keeping’s the lesson
Here’s looking at you kid
Hard to forget
Here’s looking at you kid
At least not yet
Your memory stays
It lingers ever
Will fade away never

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T.V. Eye
(Dave Alexander/Scott Asheton/Ron Ashteon/Jim Osterberg, Jr.)

Well see that cat
yeah, I do mean you
Well see that cat
yeah, I do mean you
Shoot your T.V. Eye on me
Shoot your T.V. Eye
Shoot your T.V. Eye on me
Shoot your T.V. Eye
See that girl
Yeah, the one out there
See that girl
Yeah, the one out there
Well see that girl
Yeah I love her so
See that girl
You know I love her so

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The Ballad Of Maxwell Demon
(C. Wedren/Shudder To Think)

Got tired of wastin' gas
Living above the planets
Mister, show me the way to Earth
The boys of Quadrant 44
With their vicious metal hounds
Never come round here no more
Sometimes I wonder if I'm still alive
I'm six feet down at age 25
Maxwell's led the demon rock hand jive
I came down like water
For the age of solar love
And hail to the father
Kiss your sons and daughters
Goodbye, goodbye
Steam scared and roller
Ladytron controller
Ten feet tall, better walk it back down
Despite the great duress
Always get off, cause damn it,
It's the only sure-fire way to win
Your poison doesn't hurt me no,
tender wine disguised in a milk bath, bad TV show.
I'm here to celebrate the one below
Last I heard from good god above
Was the slap on my ass
by a lipstick-kissed elbow glove!

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The Whole Shebang
(Grant Lee Phillips)

Darlin' you can't live your life singing songs in exile, you were born for stardom's crown and not for self denial,
so don't you close the door on fate,
when she comes to call,
and tell her that you'll join her there, at the masqueraders ball,
funny how some people never love at all...
We'll take the whole shebang,
all or nothing, anything,
ecstasy's the birthright of our gang
We'll take the whole shebang,
free your heart of guilt and shame,
come and claim what's yours the whole shebang
Nothing on this earth could hold you prisoner my dear
except for contemplations evil, brother, known as fear
but love is extraterrestrial, and love falls from the stars,
like Maxwell Demon's silver disc into this world of ours,
Kick up your heels and paint your face, wave goodbye to yesteryear,
we could sway in outer space from the chandelier
Woe, sometimes it breaks my heart to hide my tears

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Ladytron
(Bryan Ferry)

You’ve got me girl on the run around run around
You’ve got me all around town
You’re got me girl on the run around
And it’s getting me down, getting me down
Lady if you want to find a lover
Then you look no further
For I’m gonna be your only
Searching at the start of the season
And my only reason
Is that I’ll get to you
I’ll find some way of connection
Hiding my intention
Then I’ll move up close to you
I’ll use you and I’ll confuse you
And the I’ll lose you
But still you won’t suspect me

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We Are The Boys
(Cocker/Banks/Doyle/Mackay/Webber)

We are the boys
and we are a class act
we're getting trashed
So make some noise
We are the boys
We are the lads
We're street wit swags
We need their fags
We got no choice
We are the boys
We are the boys
and we don't ask why
because we're alive
we are the boys
We are the boys
We're in the place
so shut your face
you've got no choice
We are the boys
We are the guys
we're getting high
while you're getting by
so just make some noise
We are the boys
and we don't ask why
'cause we're always right because we're alive
and we are the boys
We are the boys
and don't look now
'cause we're coming down
to make new noise
'cause we are the boys
Now we are the men
and that was then
it won't happen again
but we had no choice
'cause we were the boys
we were the boys
but we're not anymore
no now we're so mature
now we've got it short
because we're not so sure
no we're not so sure
we're not so sure
that's for sure
not so sure
not so sure as we were
when we were the boys
we were the boys
we were the boys
c'mon, we're still the boys

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Virginia Plain
(Bryan Ferry)

Make me a deal and make it straight
All signed and sealed, I’ll take it
To Robert E. Lee I’ll show it
I hope and pray he don’t blow it ´cause
We’ve been around a long time just try try try tryin’ to
Make make the big time
Take me on a roller coaster
Take me for an airplane ride
Take me for a six days wonder but don’t you
Don’t you throw my pride aside besides
What’s real and make believe
Baby Jane’s in Acapulco we’re all flyin’ down to Rio
Throw me a line I’m sinking fast
Clutching at straws can’t make it
Havana sound we’re trying hard edge the hipster jiving
Last picture shows down the drive-in
You’re so sheer you’re so chic
Teenage rebel of the week
Flavors of the mountain streamline
Midnight blue casino floors
Dance the cha-cha through till sunrise
Open up exclusive doors oh wow!
Just like flamingos look the same
So me and you, just we two got to reach for something new
Far beyond the pale horizon
Some place near the desert strand
Where my Studebaker takes me
That’s where I’ll make my stand but wait
Can’t you see that Holzer mane
What’s her name, Virginia Plain!

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Personality Crisis
(David Johansen/Johnny Thunders)

Well we can't take it this week
and her friends don't want another speech
hoping for a better day to hear what she's got to say
all about that Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot
but now frustration and heartache is what you got
(that's why they talk about Personality)
But now your tryin to be some no you got to do some
wanna be someone who cow wow wows
but you think about the times you did, they took every ounce
when it sure got to be a shame when you start to scream and shout
you got to contradict all those times you were butterflyin' about
you were butterflyin' all about that
Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot
but now frustration and heartache is what you got
And you're a prima ballerina on a spring afternoon
change on into the wolfman howlin' at the moon hooowwwl
all about that Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot
but now frustration and heartache is what you got
now with all the crossin fingers that mother nature says
your mirrors get jammed up with all your friends
that personality everything starts to bend
Personality when your mind starts to bend
Personality impression of a friend, of a friend, of a friend,
of a friend, of a friend
Personality wonderin how celebrities ever met
look and find out on television
Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot
frustration and heartache is all you got don't you worry
Personality Crisis please don't cry
it's just a Personality Crisis please don't stop
because you walk a Personality
talk a Personality

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Satellite Of Love
(Lou Reed)

Satellite's gone, up to the skies
Things like that drive me out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on TV.
Satellite Of Love
Satellite's gone, way up to Mars
Soon it will be filled with parking cars
I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on TV.
I've been told that you've been bold
With Harry, Mark, and John
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday through Thursday
With Harry, Mark, and John

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Diamond Meadows
(Marc Bolan)

If I could have grown
All upon my own
If I could have grown
I grew
If I could have grew
I do
If I had a throne
You could call it home
If I cry my tears are yours
To open any frozen doors
Hey let's do it like we're friends
Let's do it do it
Hey let's do it like we're friends

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Bitter's End
(Paul Kimble)

At last the crimson chord cascade
To shower dry cordials within
Too late to leap the chocolate gate
Pale fountains fizzing fort pink gin
While destiny begins to fly
The farmyard chorus sings its wake
Upstanding anthem to the sky
Too soon to realize their fate
You were the raven of October
I knew the sign you flew around
Up in the air so high above me
Never needed to look down
I never though I'd be a rover
I didn't even look around
But now I know you've found another
So will someone please find me
Give now the host his claret cup
And watch madeira's farewell drink
Note his reaction acid sharp
Should make the cognoscenti think

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Baby's On Fire
(Brian Eno)

Baby's On Fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's On Fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row, row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow, blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip-snap
Take your time she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'd be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what baby's been reduced to
Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maracas
Making their fortune
Selling second-hand tobaccos
Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are addicted
He empties their ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But baby's on fire
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that

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Bitter-Sweet
(Andy Mackay/Brian Ferry)

Well this is such
A sad affair
I've opened up my heart
So many times
But now it's closed
Oh my dear
Every salted tear
It wrings
Bitter-sweet applause
But when the show's in full swing
Every once in a while
High stepping chorus lines
Mean I'm forgetting
Mein lullaby – liebchen
How rich in contrast
Love can be
Sometimes I'm quite amused
To see it twist and turn
To taste - both sweet and dry
These vintage years!
Lovers you consume, my friend
As others their wine
Nein, dass ist nicht
Das Ende der Welt
Gestrandet an Leben und Kunst
Und das Spiel geht weiter
Wie man weiss
Noch viele Schoenste ... Wiedersehn
And now, as you turn to leave
You try to force a smile -
As if to compensate -
Then you break down and cry

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Tumbling Down
(Steve Harley)

Gee, but it's hard
When one lowers one's guard
to the vultures
Now, me I regard it
A torturous hardship
that smoulders
Like a peppermint eaten away
Will I fight? Will I swagger, or sway?
Tee hee, milady
She cries like a baby
Scold us
See her tumbling down
Hail to the monkey
We're having a funky reunion
Wasted and sunk
he can only have Sunday communion
He's got nicotine stains in his eyes
He's got nothing to protect but his pride
Oh smothered a kiss
Or be drowned in blissful confusion

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Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me)
(Steve Harley)

You've done it all, you've broken every code
and pulled the rebel to the floor
You spoilt the game, no matter what you say
for only metal - what a bore!
Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies?
Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left, all gone and run away
Maybe you'll tarry for a while
It's just a test
A game for us to play
Win or lose, it's hard to smile
Resist, resist
It's from yourself you have to hide
There ain't no more
You've taken everything
From my belief in Mother Earth
Can you ignore
My faith in everything
'Cause I know what faith is and what it's worth
Away, away
And don't say maybe you'll try to...

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Avenging Annie
(Andy Pratt)

They ran through hills and forest
As two under a spell
He was a city boy Floyd the outlaw
And she thought she knew him well.
Long after that great summer
When she first came into her fame
And the avenger from Oklahoma
Was added to her name
The avenger she became.
Well they call her avenging Annie
The avenger of womanhood
She spends her whole life telling lies
These on a mess and over good
She'll take all these spoilt young hippies
Running around playing games
They're surrounding your bed, she'll blow your head
She'll put you through a change.
What you've done to others
She'll do unto you.
Then she met her sensitive outlaw
He was the best thing she ever did seen
She was to be his wife for the rest of her life,
But she was so blind she could never had seen.
No!
So she joined up with her outlaw
And headed for California.
He treated her worse than she'd ever imagined
He didn't say he didn't want her around
He kept it up so long, she couldn't be strong
He run her right into the ground.
After five long years,
He picked her up and slapped her down.
Then she told her friends about him
They all were on her side
But she could see through the haze he looked so pale
She put her head right down and she cried.
For her poor lover
She cried like a mother for her poor lover.
And now she lives on a mountain top
And she's almost thirty-five
And she's found her peace and found her release
Happy just to be alive.
And she might go back to her Floyd
If she thinks it's the thing to do
He gave up murder and theft after she left
And you know she still loves him to
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Just like a worn out shoe
Well they call her avenging Annie
The avenger of womanhood
She spends her whole life telling lies
Leads them on a mess and over good.

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Coz I Luv You
(Slade)

I won't laugh at you when you boo hoo hoo
Coz I luv you
I can't turn my back
On the things you like
Coz I luv you
I just like the things you do
Don't you change the things you do
You get me in a spot, that's all the smile you got
When I luv you
You make me out of cloud
And you put me down
I still luv you
I just like the things you do
Don't you change the things you do
Yeah
When you bite your lip, you're going to flip your flip
Coz I luv you
When we are miles apart, you still reach my heart
How I luv you
I just like the things you do
Don't you change the things you do
Only time can tell you can I well
Coz I luv you
It makes such fun when you're beside my side
Coz I luv you
I just like the things you do
Don't you change the things you do
La, la, la ....
Luv, luv ....
La, la, la ....
Luv, luv ....
La, la, la ....
Luv, luv ....

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The Fat Lady Of Limbourg
(Brian Eno)

Well I rang up Pantucci spoke to Lucia
Gave them all they needed to know
If affairs are proceeding as we're expecting
Soon enough the weak spots will show
I assume you understand that we have options on your time
And will ditch you in the harbor if we must
But if it all works out nicely, you'll get the bonus you deserve
From doctors we trust.
The Fat Lady of Limbourg
Looked at the samples that we sent
And furrowed her brow
You would never believe that
She'd tasted Royalty and Fame
If you saw her now
But her sense of taste is such that she'll distinguish with her tongue
The subtleties a spectrograph would miss
And announce her decision while demanding her reward
A jelly fish kiss.
Now we checked out this duck quack
Who laid a big egg oh so black it shone just like gold.
And the kids from the city finding it pretty
Took it home and there it was sold
It was changing hands for weeks
Till someone left it by their fire
And it melted to a puddle on the floor
For it was only a candle a Roman scandal
Oh oh and now it's a pool.
That's what we're paid for
That's what we're paid for
That's what we're paid for here

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A Little Of What You Fancy Does You Good
(Lindsay Kemp)

I always hold in having it, if you fancy it,
If you fancy it, that's understood.
And suppose it makes you fat,
I don't worry over that
Cos a little of what you fancy does you good.

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Tutti Frutti
(Richard Penniman, Dorothy La Bostrie, Joe Lubin)

Wop bop a loo bop a lop bam boom!
Tutti frutti, oh rutti,
Tutti frutti, oh rutti,
Tutti frutti, oh rutti,
Tutti frutti, oh rutti,
Tutti frutti, oh rutti,
Wop bop a loo bop a lop bam boom!
I got a gal, named Sue, she knows just what to do,
I got a gal, named Sue, she knows just what to do,
She rocks to the East, she rocks to the West,
She is the gal that I love best,
Tutti frutti, ...
I got a gal, named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy,
Got a gal, named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy,
She knows how to love me, yes indeed,
Boy you don't know what she's doin' to me,
Tutti frutti, ...

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Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh yeah!)
(Gary Glitter)

We've been here too long
Tryin' to get along
Pretendin' that you're oh so shy
I'm a natural ma'am
Doin' all I can
My temperature is runnin' high
Cry at night
No one in sight
An' we got so much to share
Talking's fine
If you got the time
But I ain't got the time to spare
Yeah
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
There, yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Every girl an' boy

Needs a little joy
All you do is sit an' stare
Beggin' on my knees
Baby, won't you please
Run your fingers through my hair
My, my, my
Whiskey and rye
Don't it make you feel so fine
Right or wrong
Don't it turn you on
Can't you see we're wastin' time, yeah
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
There, yeah

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Band Of Gold
(Freda Payne)

Now that you're gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you are still here with me
You took me from the shelter of a mother I had never known
Who loved any other
We kissed after taking vows
But that night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon that you'll walk
Back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you are still here with me
Ooh, don't you know that I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon that you'll walk
Back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you are still here with me

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Sebastian
(Steve Harley)

Radiate simply, the candle is burning, so low for me
Generate me limply, can't seem to place your name, Cherie
To rearrange all these thoughts in a moment is suicide
Come to a strange place, we'll talk over old times we never smile
Somebody called me Sebastian
Somebody called me Sebastian
Work out a rhyme, toss me the time, lay me, you're mine
And we all know, oh yeah!
Your Persian eyes sparkle; your lips, ruby blue, never speak a sound
And you, oh so gay, with Parisian demands, you can run-around
And your view of society screws up my mind like you'll never know
Lead me away, come inside, see my mind in kaleidoscope
Somebody called me Sebastian
Somebody called me Sebastian
Mangle my mind, love me sublime, do it in style,
So we all know, oh yeah!
You're not gonna run, babe, we only just begun, babe, to compromise
Slagged in a Bowery saloon, love's a story we'll serialize
Pale angel face; green eye-shadow, the glitter is outasight
No courtesan could begin to decipher your beam of light
Somebody called me Sebastian
Somebody called me Sebastian
Dance on my heart, laugh, swoop and dart, la-di-di-da,
Now we all know you, yeah!

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Cosmic Dancer
(Marc Bolan)

I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was aaah
I danced myself right out the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself right out of the womb.
I was dancing when I was eight
Is it strange to dance so late
I danced myself into the tomb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself into the tomb
Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man
What's it like to be a loon
I liken it to a balloon
I danced myself right out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself into the tomb
But then again once more
I danced myself right out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself right out of the womb

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My Unclean
(Ewan McGregor)

Won't you come with me
To a place that’s real
Come and take my hand
and we'll find a thrill
Can't you see?
I wanna tear it down
Come with me
I wanna kick it all around
Tell me what you need
I wanna be your unclean
Give me anything
And I'll be your dream
Yeah your only dream
And I'll set

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Dead Finks Don't Talk
(Brian Eno)

Oh cheeky cheeky
Oh naughty sneaky
You're so perceptive
And I wonder how you knew.
But dead finks don't walk too well (oh no)
A bad sense of direction (oh no)
And so they stumble round in threes (oh no)
Such a strange collection.
Oh, you headless chicken
Can those poor teeth take so much kicking?
You're always so charming
As you make your way up here.
And dead finks don't dress too well
No discrimination
To be a zombie all the time
Requires such dedication.
"Oh please sir, will you let it go by,
'Cos I failed both tests with my legs both tied
In my place the stuff is all there
I've been ever so sad for a very long time.
My my, they wanted the works:
Can you this? and that? I never got a letter back
More fool me, bless my soul
More fool me, bless my soul."
Oh perfect masters
They thrive on disasters
They all look so harmless
Till they find their way up here.
But dead finks don't talk too well
They've got a shaky sense of diction
It's not so much a living hell
It's just a dying fiction.

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Gimme Danger
(Iggy Pop/James Williamson)

Gimme danger, little stranger
And I'll feel you bleed
Gimme danger, little stranger
And I'll heal your disease
There's nothing in my dreams
Just some ugly memories
Kiss me like the ocean breeze
Now if you will be my lover
I will shiver and sing
But if you can't be my master
I will do anything
There's nothing left alive
but a pair of dark glassy eyes
Raise my fears one more time
Come on little danger, die a little stranger
Swear you're gonna feel my hands
Right on little stranger, try a little danger
Swear you're gonna feel my hands
Swear you're gonna feel my hands
Swear you're gonna feel my hands
Can you feel it

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