Madness Lyrics
Madness Lyrics
"Ernie Lyrics"
I'll Just Call You Darling Lyrics
I'll just call you darling and I'll call you the same And if we ever cry out in the night we won't call each other's name I'm afraid that I'm falling and I'm falling too But we both belong to othe
I'll just call you darling and I'll call you the same And if we ever cry out in the night we won't call each other's name I'm afraid that I'm falling and I'm falling too But we both belong to othe
I am the bringer of your wishes,
Your saviour from doing work,
The washer of your dishes,and
You'll still get you mid-day perk.
Estate agent,
Your mansion and pot of gold,
All the home comforts,
Before you're getting tired and old.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord) operator i'm looking for a girl you've got to help me get through i don't know much about her so i'm relying on you she got rhythm but no sense of timin
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
So when you hear me coming,
Along halls and up the stairs,
Get the black teapot,
In the cupboard, under chairs,
Forget all your wives tales,
Or forecasts and dividends,
E.R.N.I.E. feels vibrations,
Only pays out to trusting friends.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Enshrouded In Putrilage Lyrics
Disintering rotting carrion Posthumous secretions flowing out Manifested Livor Mortis Autolisyfied tissues breaking down "Exhuming corpses Enshrouded in Putrilage putrescent embalment
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Five more bob,Disintering rotting carrion Posthumous secretions flowing out Manifested Livor Mortis Autolisyfied tissues breaking down "Exhuming corpses Enshrouded in Putrilage putrescent embalment
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
Keep your hand on the bottle,
And your eyes glued upon the set,
When the score cards come up,
Could be you for the big one next.
Publicity, no thank you,
On the front page of the currant bun
Brown-Eyed Handsome Man Lyrics
Written by Berry Well, flying across the desert in a TWA I saw a woman walking across the sand She'd be walking thirty miles en route to Bombay To meet a brown eyed handsome man Her destin
,Written by Berry Well, flying across the desert in a TWA I saw a woman walking across the sand She'd be walking thirty miles en route to Bombay To meet a brown eyed handsome man Her destin
They think you stink,
But in the pub you'll be number one.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.