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.......if Monday's blue

Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too

Thursday I don't care about you

It's Friday, I'm in love

 

Monday you can fall apart

Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart

Oh, Thursday doesn't even start

It's Friday I'm in love

 

Saturday, wait

And Sunday always comes too late

But Friday, never hesitate...

 

I don't care if Mondays black

Tuesday, Wednesday - heart attack

Thursday, never looking back

It's Friday, I'm in love

 

Monday, you can hold your head

Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed

Or Thursday - watch the walls instead

It's Friday, I'm in love

 

Saturday, wait

And Sunday always comes too late

But Friday, never hesitate...

 

Dressed up to the eyes

It's a wonderful surprise

To see your shoes and your spirits rise

Throwing out your frown

And just smiling at the sound

And as sleek as a shriek

Spinning round and round

Always take a big bite

It's such a gorgeous sight

To see you eat in the middle of the night

You can never get enough

Enough of this stuff

It's Friday, I'm in love

 

I don't care if Monday's blue

Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too

Thursday I don't care about you

It's Friday, I'm in love

 

Monday you can fall apart

Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart

Thursday doesn't even start

It's Friday I'm in love

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F*cks's sake Gilps. Best you can do?

 

Monday morning feels so bad,

Ev'rybody seems to nag me

Coming tuesday I feel better,

Even my old man looks good,

Wednesday just don't go,

Thursday goes too slow,

I've got Friday on my mind

 

Chorus

 

Gonna have fun in the city,

Be with my girl she's so pretty,

She looks fine tonight,

She is out of sight to me,

Tonight....I spend my bread,

Tonight...I lose my head,

Tonight...I got to get tonight

Monday I have Friday on my mind.

 

Do the five day drag once more,

Know of nothing else that bugs me

More than working for the rich man,

Hey I'll change that scene one day,

Today I might be mad,

Tomorrow I'll be glad,

I've got Friday on my mind,

 

(Repeat Chorus)

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From the North

to the South,

ya' walked all the way.

Ya' know ya' left your,

left your home

for good to stay,

while ya' built all,

all of your castles

in the sun,

and I watched ya' knock 'em down,

knock 'em down, each and every one.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

No.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

 

And I watched you

'fore you 'came too ol' (??)

and I tol' ya'

a long time before ya' ever came to be told,

"You've got somethin'

that they all wanna know.

You gotta hold on

and never ever let go."

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

No, no.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' cannot stop now,

ya' can't stop.

 

There ya' go,

there ya' go, rainbows hangin' around your feet,

and you're makin' out,

you're makin' out with everyone that you meet.

even havin' a ball

and stayin' up late,

and watched the sun come up

'round Nottinghill Gate.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' can't stop now.

No, no.

Whoa-oh, Friday's child

ya' cannot stop.

You're drivin'.

Aaowwh,

no no no no no no no no no,

ya' cannot stop now.

You're too much.

Ya' can't stop, ya' can't stop, ya' can't stop, can't stop, no

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Friday night and the lights are low

Looking out for the place to go

Where they play the right music, getting in the swing

You come in to look for a king

Anybody could be that guy

Night is young and the musics high

With a bit of rock music, everything is fine

Youre in the mood for a dance

And when you get the chance...

 

You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen

Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life

See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen

 

Youre a teaser, you turn em on

Leave them burning and then youre gone

Looking out for another, anyone will do

Youre in the mood for a dance

And when you get the chance...

 

You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen

Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life

See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen

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The people I like live

in kitchens and halls.

 

I can't reach a decision on this.

Can I come back to you on this?

Hitler lost his nerve on it.

Dr. Morel prescribed it well

It's fast debts.

 

I am Robertson Speedo

and this is my Gramme Friday.

Skin drops slow to the bones

 

But I've got my hunger anyway.

I'm on Gramme Friday.

Work and eat spontaneous

Enter the house of weariness.

It's Fastnet

 

Look out

Look down

Look out

Look now

The hunger....

Friday .

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Scatterbrain

You've been crying in the rain

You've been drowning in your pain

Ain't gonna die

 

Do the right thing

Win or lose

Don't confuse

Wednesday's child

 

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paa

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paaa

Pa pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paa

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paaa

 

Walk on by me

Don't deny me

Anytime

 

Scatterbrain

You've been crying in the rain (crying in the rain)

You've been drowning in your pain (drowning in your pain)

Ain't gonna die

 

Do the right thing

Win or lose

Don't confuse

Wednesday's child

 

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paa

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paaa

Pa pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paa

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paaa

 

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paa

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paaa

Pa pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paa

Pa-pa-pa-pa pa pa-pa-paaa

 

Scatter brain

You've been crying in the rain

You've been drowning in your pain

Ain't gonna die

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When I had my loft

Converted back into a loft

The neighbours came around and scoffed

And called it retro

 

But they are the type

Who never used to go to the match

Until the family thing got big

In the late eighties

 

Dad’s a steward in the stand

Brace of comps in his hand

 

New men run a creche

While home defeats by Jeunesse D’Esch

In the Looks Familiar cup

Are rendered pointless

 

Stick a burger in my mouth

Shove a seat beneath my a***

Buy the shirt and shorts and socks

Win the keeper’s sweaty jocks

Point a gun down at your foot

Am I supposed to be at home?

 

Friday night and the gates are low

And it’s raining

b*****d slip of a sub’s ruined my weekend

 

So you came and went

‘Cos on crap three million was spent

And if Josh wants a five man tent

There must be forfeits

 

Star man said bye bye

And now you’re reaching for the sky

Sit back relax and watch us die

Of entertainment

 

Fiancee said that it was fun

Even though the others won

I can’t stand any more

‘Cos I can’t stand any more

You were blind but you will see

Tonight’s attendance one-two-three

 

Friday night and the gates are low

And it’s raining

b*****d slip of a sub’s ruined my weekend

Friday night and I just love complaining

I know I haven’t got anything better to do

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Does anyone not like Dancing Queen?!

 

But you specifically said you liked Gilps' first tune on the thread.

 

Dancing Queen >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Friday I'm In Love

 

There should be about three million more >s there but I don't have the space/time.

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It's f***ing dreadful, even by the Cure's standards. Which are hardly high in the first place.

Ah

We move like cagey tigers

We couldn't get closer than this

The way we walk

The way we talk

The way we stalk

The way we kiss

We slip through the streets

While everyone sleeps

Getting bigger and sleeker

And wider and brighter

We bite and scratch and scream all night

Let's go and throw

All the songs we know...

 

Into the sea

You and me

All these years and no one heard

I'll show you in spring

It's a treacherous thing

We missed you hissed the lovecats

 

We're so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully

Wonderfully pretty!

Oh you know that I'd do anything for you...

We should have each other to tea huh?

We should have each other with cream

Then curl up by the fire

And sleep for awhile

It's the grooviest thing

It's the perfect dream

 

Into the sea

You and me

All these years and no one heard

I'll show you in spring

It's a treacherous thing

We missed you hissed the lovecats

 

We're so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully

Wonderfully pretty!

Oh you know that I'd do anything for you...

We should have each other to dinner huh?

We should have each other with cream

Then curl up in the fire

Get up for awhile

It's the grooviest thing

It's the perfect dream

 

Hand in hand

Is the only way to land

And always the right way round

Not broken in pieces

Like hated little meeces...

How could we miss

Someone as dumb as this?

 

I love you... let's go...

Oh... solid gone...

How could we miss

Someone as dumb as this?

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But you specifically said you liked Gilps' first tune on the thread.

 

Dancing Queen >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Friday I'm In Love

 

There should be about three million more >s there but I don't have the space/time.

To be honest, I didn't read Gilps' second post, just saw that he had one. In retrospect, I should have taken that one in before commenting on the first post, in order to make clear I would prefer Dancing Queen to Friday I'm In Love.

 

If it was Lovesong instead......

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Do you know what's pissed me off today? News that the Wedding Present are recording a track for a Cure tribute album. Is there anything the world needs less than a Cure tribute album?

 

Yeah, another f*cking Wedding Present cover version.

 

EDIT: F*ck off Ostrich.

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if I could keep

this moment here

live away

get away

 

and now I feel you

cross my heart

shining shining

like a jewel

 

ooh

put me high on a wall

and let's not fall

let's not fall

 

sweet dreams I remember it all

I remembered it all

 

doo te doo...

 

if I could keep this hour

and hold you gently next to me

it would sparkle like a jewel

and all this means so much to me

 

you know it's gone

it's gone to fast

wish you could never be a past

but then i'll ... much more to lose

alone and screaming

eo eo eo...

 

to doo te doo...

eo...

to doo te doo

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I read the news today oh, boy

About a lucky man who made the grade

And though the news was rather sad

Well, i just had to laugh

- I saw the photograph

 

He blew his mind out in a car

He didn't notice that the lights had changed

A crowd of people stood and stared

They'd seen his face before

Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords

 

I saw a film today oh, boy

The English army had just won the war

A crowd of people turned away

But I just had to look

Having read the book

I'd love to turn you on.

 

Woke up, got out of bed

Dragged a comb across my head

Found my way downstairs and drank a cup

And looking up, I noticed I was late

Found my coat and grabbed my hat

Made the bus in seconds flat

Found my way upstairs and had a smoke

Somebody spoke and I went into a dream

 

I read the news today oh, boy

Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire

And though the holes were rather small

They had to count them all

Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall

I'd love to turn you on

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You know it aint no stoppin all tha doggs Im droppin

Its friday night so everythang is poppin.

I got skin lets spin on da hand,

So let tha games begin.

Yakity yak dont jump back or its on,

Callin up earl on tha car phone.

Mack 10 just got out of court,

Rollin through tha hood in his super sport ropin too $hort.

Eighteens got tha rearview mirrors vibratin,

And deep dish daytons.

You know how we do it,

Aint nuttin to it but tha floss,

Overcrowdin harrison walks.

cuz if ya f*** wit ours,

We leave scars,

Out of g ride cars,

Livin like stars.

Might hit tha highway,

On tha vegas run fool cuz its friday.

 

Chorus:

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,

If ya dont care. [x2]

 

Verse two:

Standin outside on a friday livin on tha edge,

cuz we all got dem hard heads.

Its seems like we all are waitin,

For a drive by playin tag wit satan.

But we chillin yeah we ready and willin,

Ya hear about tha latest westside killin.

Forty sippin,

Set trippin,

Fo dippin,

Get tha grip in,

Neva slippin.

Bgs tryin tah hang out,

But og said take ya little ass in tha house.

My big homey just got out,

Used tah be down now hes just crack ad.

Hes bout hard as darth vada

In his sweat shirt, khakis and chuck taylors.

Just see him in the drive way,

Gettin beat like a smoka fool cuz its friday.

 

-chorus-

 

Verse three:

Why must I be like dat and chase da cat,

Or settle for a hoodrat.

Dookie braids no dreadlocks,

Flyin in and out of jail have a chicken and a c**k.

And I love her cuz she down,

Tah f*** around wit tha underground pussyhound.

And her ass is big round and wide,

Jacked up makin nigga down tah ride.

Smokin indo,

Playin dat super nintendo,

Hear a rat tat tat on my window.

Gave her ass dat pelvic thrust,

Dont trust tha rubber cuz its bound tah bust.

In tha oven in tha nappy,

I had on two so I was happy.

cuz dat hivll make ya dick hang sideways,

And dat aint cool fool cuz its friday.

 

-chorus-

 

Throw tha west side in da air,

Throw tha east side in da air,

Throw tha south side in da air,

Throw tha north side in da air.

Oh yeah!

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It's a heartache

Nothing but a heartache

 

Hits you when it's too late

Hits you when you're down

It's a fool's game

 

Nothing but a fool's game

Standing in the cold rain

 

Feeling like a clown.

 

It's a heartache

 

Nothing but a heartache.

Love him till your arms break

 

Then he lets you down.

It ain't right with love to share

When you find he doesn't care for you.

It ain't wise to need someone

As much as I depended on you.

 

It's a heartache

Nothing but a heartache

 

Hits you when it's too late

. . .

 

It ain't r'ight with love to share

. . .

 

Oh it's a heartache

 

Nothing but a heartache.

Love him till your arms break

 

Then he let's you down

It's a fool's game

 

Standing in the cold rain

 

Feeling like a clown.

 

It's a heartache

Love him till your arms break

Then he let's you down

It's a heartache

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When Black Friday comes

I'll stand down by the door

And catch the grey men when they

Dive from the fourteenth floor

When Black Friday comes

I'll collect everything I'm owed

And before my friends find out

I'll be on the road

When Black Friday falls you know it's got to be

Don't let it fall on me

When Black Friday comes

I'll fly down to Muswellbrook

Gonna strike all the big red words

From my little black book

Gonna do just what I please

Gonna wear no socks and shoes

With nothing to do but feed

All the kangaroos

When Black Friday comes I'll be on that hill

You know I will

 

When Black Friday comes

I'm gonna dig myself a hole

Gonna lay down in it 'til

I satisfy my soul

Gonna let the world pass by me

The Archbishop's gonna sanctify me

And if he don't come across

I'm gonna let it roll

When Black Friday comes

I'm gonna stake my claim

I'll guess I'll change my name

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