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dafn karke gham-e-Madina&lt;br /&gt;Mai duniya se chala jaon bin deed ke Madina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghamaun ke sailab me dooba jaraha hoon Sultan-e-Madina&lt;br /&gt;LILLAH IMDAD ko aao meri Sarwar-e-Madina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iss saal zaroor mujh aasi ko Sarkar bulana&lt;br /&gt;Rauda-e-Anwar aur Gumbade Khizra dikhana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamka kar meri aankhaun ko jalwa dikha dena&lt;br /&gt;Dekh loon aankh bharke Tum ko Shahe Madina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duniya ki mohabbat dil se nikal jae Aqa-e-Madina&lt;br /&gt;Rahe chashm-e-nam dil me bas gham-e-Madina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maana ke nahi qabil hoon jo dekhoon Tumhara Madina&lt;br /&gt;Phir laoon kahaan se wo aamal mai Sarkar-e-Madina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahi jaber ke paas koi zar jo dekhe Pyara Madina&lt;br /&gt;Itna to ho Karam khabaun me ise dikhado Madina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahi mal o zar to kya hain main gareeb hoon yehi na&lt;br /&gt;mere ishq mujhko le chal tu janibe madina madina.</content><link 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Shor-e-mah-e-nau sun kar tujh tak main dawaaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;Saqi main tere sadqay, mai day, Ramazan aaya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is gul kay siwa har phool baagosh giraaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;Dekhe hi gee ay bulbul jab waqt-e-faghaaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jab baam-e-tajjali par woh naiyyar-e-jaaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;sar thaa jo gira jhuk kar, dil thaa jo tapaaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jannat ko Haram samjha aatay to yahaaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;Ab tak kay har aik ka munH kehta hoon kahaaN aaya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Taiyyiba ke siwa sab baagh paamaal-e-fanaa hongay &lt;br /&gt;Dekho gay chaman walo jab ahd-e-khizaaN aaya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sar aur woh sang-e-dar, aankh aur woh bazm-e-noor &lt;br /&gt;Zaalim ko watan ka dhyaan aaya to kahaaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. kuchh naat ke tabqay ka aalam hi niraala hai &lt;br /&gt;sakta mein paRee hai `aql,chakkar mein gumaaN aaya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. jalti thi zameen kaisee thi, dhoop kaRee kaisee &lt;br /&gt;lo, woh qad-e-bay-saaya ab saaya-kinaaN aaya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Taiyyiba se hum aatay hain kehiye to jinaaN waalo &lt;br /&gt;Kya dekh kar jeeta hai jo waaN se yahaN aaya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. lay tawq-e-alam say ab aazaad ho ay qumri &lt;br /&gt;chiTThee liye bakhshish ki woh Sarwar rawaaN aaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Naama say Raza kay ab miT buray kaamo &lt;br /&gt;dekh meray pallah par woh Acchay Mian aaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Badkaar Raza khush ho bad kaam bhalay hongay &lt;br /&gt;Woh Acchay Mian pyaara acchoN ka miyaaN aaya!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5512081071457253923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramazan-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/5512081071457253923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/5512081071457253923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramazan-lyrics.html' title='Ramazan Lyrics'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-3415435950808524259</id><published>2011-08-05T22:13:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:17:07.871+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raman Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Kushiyon ki bahaaren laaya&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan mubarak aaya...&lt;br /&gt;dil joom ke mera gaaya&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan mubarak aaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qur&#39;aa ki tilawat hogi&lt;br /&gt;bhar pur ibaadat hogi&lt;br /&gt;Quraan ka tohfa laaya&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan mubarak aaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sehri ki ajab raahat he&lt;br /&gt;iftar me wo ronaq he&lt;br /&gt;ik kaif ajab he chhaya&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan mubarak aaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roze ki ye lazzat dekho&lt;br /&gt;na pyas ki shiddat he wo&lt;br /&gt;kya sabr he hum ne paaya&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan mubarak aaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan to he oos ki&lt;br /&gt;ho saath me maa jiski&lt;br /&gt;&#39;&#39;turkee&#39;&#39; ne to ashk bahaya&lt;br /&gt;jab Ramzan mubarak aaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah meri maan ko&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan ke sadqe me&lt;br /&gt;sab maaf gunah karde&lt;br /&gt;jannat bhi ataa karde&lt;br /&gt;zahra ka mile saaya&lt;br /&gt;Ramzan mubarak aaya</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3415435950808524259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2011/08/raman-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/3415435950808524259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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pay yeh daikho kaisa noor chaya hay&lt;br /&gt;Assalatu wassalamu ‘alayka Ya Rasulallah&lt;br /&gt;Assalatu wa as-salamu ‘alayk’alayka Ya Habib Allah.&lt;br /&gt;jab talak yeh chand taray&lt;br /&gt;Jab talak yeh chand taray jhil milatay jayein gay&lt;br /&gt;Tab talak jashn e wiladat hum manatay jayein gay.&lt;br /&gt;naat e mehboob e khuda suntay&lt;br /&gt;Naat e Mehboob e Khuda suntay sunatay jaein gay&lt;br /&gt;ya Rasulallah ka nara lagatay jaein gay.&lt;br /&gt;char janib hum diye ghee kay&lt;br /&gt;Char janib hum diye ghee kay jalatay jaien gey&lt;br /&gt;Ghar to ghar saray mohalay ko sajatey jaien gey.&lt;br /&gt;eid e milad un nabi ki shab&lt;br /&gt;Eid e Milad un Nabi ki shab e charaghan kar kay hum&lt;br /&gt;Qabar noor e Mustafa say jagmagatay jayein ghay.&lt;br /&gt;tum karo jashn e wiladat ki khushi&lt;br /&gt;Tum karo jashan e wiladat ki khushi main roshani&lt;br /&gt;Woh tumhari gor teera jagmagatay jayein ghay.&lt;br /&gt;hashr mein zairay liwae hamd</content><link 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/&gt;Oh that boy&#39;s a slag&lt;br /&gt;The best U ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best U ever had&lt;br /&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;My love when U dream them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flicking through a little book of sex tips&lt;br /&gt;Remember when the boys were all electric?&lt;br /&gt;and now when she tell she&#39;s gonna get it&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m guessing that she&#39;d rather just forget I&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to not getting sentimental&lt;br /&gt;Said she wasn&#39;t going but she went still&lt;br /&gt;Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle&lt;br /&gt;Was it a Mecca Dobber or a betting pencil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that boy&#39;s a slag&lt;br /&gt;The best U ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best U ever had&lt;br /&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;br /&gt;Weren&#39;t as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;My love when U dream them up&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where did U go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did U go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did U go? Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling about&lt;br /&gt;U took a left off Last Laugh Lane&lt;br /&gt;U were just sounding it out&lt;br /&gt;U&#39;re not coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling about&lt;br /&gt;U took a left off Last Laugh Lane&lt;br /&gt;U were just sounding it out&lt;br /&gt;U&#39;re not coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U used to get it in Ur fishnets&lt;br /&gt;so now U only get it in Ur night dress&lt;br /&gt;Started all the naughty nights with niceness&lt;br /&gt;Landed in a very common crisis&lt;br /&gt;Everything&#39;s in order in a black hole&lt;br /&gt;Everything was pretty in the past though&lt;br /&gt;That Bloody Mary&#39;s lacking in tabasco&lt;br /&gt;Remember when U used to be a rascal?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7430959687689934324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/10/fluorescent-adolescent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/7430959687689934324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/7430959687689934324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/10/fluorescent-adolescent.html' title='&quot;Fluorescent Adolescent&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-1098377691422019302</id><published>2009-09-27T17:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:31:57.430+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Fluorescent Adolescent&quot;</title><content type='html'>You used to get it in your fishnets&lt;br /&gt;so now you only get it in your night dress&lt;br /&gt;Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness&lt;br /&gt;Landed in a very common crisis&lt;br /&gt;Everything&#39;s in order in a black hole&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems as pretty as the past though&lt;br /&gt;That Bloody Mary&#39;s lacking a Tabasco&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you used to be a rascal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that boy&#39;s a slag&lt;br /&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;My love when you dream them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flicking through a little book of sex tips&lt;br /&gt;Remember when the boys were all electric?&lt;br /&gt;and now when she tell she&#39;s gonna get it&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m guessing that she&#39;d rather just forget I&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to not getting sentimental&lt;br /&gt;Said she wasn&#39;t going but she went still&lt;br /&gt;Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle&lt;br /&gt;Was it a Mecca Dobber or a betting pencil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that boy&#39;s a slag&lt;br /&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;br /&gt;Weren&#39;t as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;My love when you dream them up&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go? Woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling about&lt;br /&gt;You took a left off Last Laugh Lane&lt;br /&gt;You were just sounding it out&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re not coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling about&lt;br /&gt;You took a left off Last Laugh Lane&lt;br /&gt;You were just sounding it out&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re not coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to get it in your fishnets&lt;br /&gt;so now you only get it in your night dress&lt;br /&gt;Started all the naughty nights with niceness&lt;br /&gt;Landed in a very common crisis&lt;br /&gt;Everything&#39;s in order in a black hole&lt;br /&gt;Everything was pretty in the past though&lt;br /&gt;That Bloody Mary&#39;s lacking in tabasco&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you used to be a rascal?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1098377691422019302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/fluorescent-adolescent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/1098377691422019302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/1098377691422019302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/fluorescent-adolescent.html' title='&quot;Fluorescent Adolescent&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-180445277901261923</id><published>2009-09-24T12:37:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:38:13.542+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Leave Before The Lights Come On&quot;</title><content type='html'>Well this is a good idea,&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn&#39;t do it if it wasn&#39;t,&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn&#39;t do it if it wasn&#39;t one.&lt;br /&gt;Well my friend fancies you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a way to begin it all,&lt;br /&gt;You said, &quot;It&#39;s always exciting words to hear&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we woke up together not quite realising how,&lt;br /&gt;Awkwardly stretching and yawning,&lt;br /&gt;Its always hard in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suppose that&#39;s the price you pay,&lt;br /&gt;Well oh it isn&#39;t what it was,&lt;br /&gt;She&#39;s thinking he looks different today,&lt;br /&gt;And now there&#39;s nothing left to guess now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left before the lights came on,&lt;br /&gt;Because they didn&#39;t want to ruin,&lt;br /&gt;What it was that was brewing,&lt;br /&gt;Before they absolutely had to,&lt;br /&gt;And how can you wake up,&lt;br /&gt;With someone you don&#39;t love?&lt;br /&gt;And not feel slightly fazed by it,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he had a struggle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they woke up together not quite realising how,&lt;br /&gt;Awkwardly stretching and yawning,&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s always hard in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suppose that&#39;s the price you pay,&lt;br /&gt;Well oh it isn&#39;t what it was,&lt;br /&gt;She&#39;s thinking he looks different today,&lt;br /&gt;And now there&#39;s nothing left to guess now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, let&#39;s leave, before the lights come on,&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cos then you don&#39;t have to see,&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cos then you don&#39;t have to see,&lt;br /&gt;What you&#39;ve done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, let&#39;s leave, before the lights come on,&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cos then you don&#39;t have to see,&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cos then you don&#39;t have to see,&lt;br /&gt;What you&#39;ve done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll walk you up, what time&#39;s the bus come? [repeat]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/180445277901261923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/leave-before-lights-come-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/180445277901261923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/180445277901261923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/leave-before-lights-come-on.html' title='&quot;Leave Before The Lights Come On&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-36413369461719880</id><published>2009-09-24T12:37:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:37:50.916+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Who The FucK Are Arctic Monkeys?&quot;</title><content type='html'>We all want someone to shout for&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, everyone wants somebody to adore&lt;br /&gt;But your heroes aren&#39;t what they seem&lt;br /&gt;When you&#39;ve been where we&#39;ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I done something to trigger&lt;br /&gt;The funny looks and the sniggers?&lt;br /&gt;Are they there at all, or is it just paranoia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&#39;s got their box&lt;br /&gt;Doing what they&#39;re told&lt;br /&gt;You pushed my faith near being lost&lt;br /&gt;But we&#39;ll stick to the guns&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t care if it&#39;s marketing suicidal&lt;br /&gt;Won&#39;t crack or compromise&lt;br /&gt;Your do-rights or individes&lt;br /&gt;Will never unhinge us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there&#39;s a couple of hundred&lt;br /&gt;Think they&#39;re Christopher Columbus&lt;br /&gt;But the settlers had already settled&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, long before ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cos we&#39;re having a say-so&lt;br /&gt;Not lining up to be playdoh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in five years time, will it be&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Who the fuck&#39;s Arctic Monkeys?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cause everybody&#39;s got their box&lt;br /&gt;Doing what they&#39;re told&lt;br /&gt;You pushed my faith near being lost&lt;br /&gt;But we&#39;ll stick to the guns&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t care if it&#39;s marketing suicidal&lt;br /&gt;Won&#39;t crack or compromise&lt;br /&gt;Your do-rights or individes&lt;br /&gt;Will never unhinge us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la)&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la)&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the thoughts that I just said&lt;br /&gt;Will linger round and multiply in their head&lt;br /&gt;Not that mad to start with&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not angry, I&#39;m just disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s not you it&#39;s them that are wrong&lt;br /&gt;Tell &#39;em to take out their tongues&lt;br /&gt;Tell &#39;em to take out their tongues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s not you it&#39;s them that are wrong&lt;br /&gt;Tell &#39;em to take out their tongues&lt;br /&gt;Tell &#39;em to take out their tongues&lt;br /&gt;And bring on the backlash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s not you it&#39;s them that are wrong&lt;br /&gt;Tell him to take out his tongue&lt;br /&gt;Tell him to take out his tongue&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s not you it&#39;s them that&#39;s the fake&lt;br /&gt;I won&#39;t mess with your escape&lt;br /&gt;Is this really your escape?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/36413369461719880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-fuck-are-arctic-monkeys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/36413369461719880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/36413369461719880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-fuck-are-arctic-monkeys.html' title='&quot;Who The FucK Are Arctic Monkeys?&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-4619627295508899638</id><published>2009-09-24T12:37:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:37:28.636+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;No Buses&quot;</title><content type='html'>Lady, where has your love gone?&lt;br /&gt;I was looking but can&#39;t find it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;They always offer when there&#39;s loads of love around&lt;br /&gt;But, when you&#39;re short of some, it&#39;s nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know your game, you told him yesterday&lt;br /&gt;No chance, you&#39;ll get nothin&#39; from me&lt;br /&gt;But now she&#39;s there, you&#39;re there, everybody&#39;s there&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s in turmoil, as puzzled as can be&lt;br /&gt;Just like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&#39;s go down, down, low down&lt;br /&gt;Where I know I should not go&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she thinks she&#39;s the one&lt;br /&gt;But she&#39;s just one in 24&lt;br /&gt;And just &#39;cause everybody&#39;s doin&#39; it&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that I can, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, where has your love gone?&lt;br /&gt;It was the anti-septic to the sore&lt;br /&gt;To hold you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Must be first, be in demand&lt;br /&gt;How he longs for you to long for him once more&lt;br /&gt;Just once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&#39;s go down, down, low down&lt;br /&gt;Where I know I should not go&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she thinks she&#39;s the one&lt;br /&gt;But she&#39;s just one in 24&lt;br /&gt;And just &#39;cause everybody&#39;s doin&#39; it&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that I can, too? Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes went down and cut you up&lt;br /&gt;And there&#39;s nothing like a dirty look from&lt;br /&gt;The one you want, or the one you&#39;ve lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ache in your soul is everybody&#39;s goal&lt;br /&gt;To get what they can&#39;t have&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s why you&#39;re after her&lt;br /&gt;And that&#39;s why she&#39;s after him&lt;br /&gt;But sayin&#39; it wont change a thing&lt;br /&gt;And they&#39;ll realise that it wont change a thing&lt;br /&gt;Realise that it wont change a thing</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4619627295508899638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-buses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/4619627295508899638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/4619627295508899638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-buses.html' title='&quot;No Buses&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-8778172843160375267</id><published>2009-09-24T12:36:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:37:06.426+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Despair In The Departure Lounge&quot;</title><content type='html'>He&#39;s pining for her&lt;br /&gt;In a people carrier&lt;br /&gt;There might be buildings and pretty things to see like that&lt;br /&gt;But architecture won&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;Although it might say a lot about the city or town&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t care what they&#39;ve got keep on turning them down&lt;br /&gt;It don&#39;t say the funny things she does&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t even try and cheer him up, because&lt;br /&gt;It just won&#39;t happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s got the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;This time on the aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;There might be tellys in the back of the seats in front&lt;br /&gt;But Rodney and Del won&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;Although it might take your mind off the aches and the pains&lt;br /&gt;Laugh when he falls through the bar&lt;br /&gt;But you&#39;re feeling the same&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cause she isn&#39;t there to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;She won&#39;t be waiting for you when you land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like she&#39;s just nowhere near&lt;br /&gt;You could well be out on your ear&lt;br /&gt;This thought comes closely followed by the fear&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of it&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel a bit&lt;br /&gt;Ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw a girl&lt;br /&gt;Who looked like someone you might knock about with&lt;br /&gt;And almost shouted&lt;br /&gt;And then reality kicked in within us&lt;br /&gt;It seems as we become the winners&lt;br /&gt;You lose a bit of summat&lt;br /&gt;And half wonder if you won it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don&#39;t say &#39;owt &#39;cause you&#39;ve got no idea&lt;br /&gt;And she&#39;s still nowhere near&lt;br /&gt;And the thought comes closely followed by the fear&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of it&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel a bit&lt;br /&gt;...Ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despair in the departure lounge&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s one and they&#39;ll still be around at three&lt;br /&gt;No signal and low battery&lt;br /&gt;What&#39;s happened to me</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8778172843160375267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/despair-in-departure-lounge_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/8778172843160375267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/8778172843160375267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/despair-in-departure-lounge_24.html' title='&quot;Despair In The Departure Lounge&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-3322230846970411399</id><published>2009-09-24T12:36:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:36:46.375+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Despair In The Departure Lounge&quot;</title><content type='html'>He&#39;s pining for her&lt;br /&gt;In a people carrier&lt;br /&gt;There might be buildings and pretty things to see like that&lt;br /&gt;But architecture won&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;Although it might say a lot about the city or town&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t care what they&#39;ve got keep on turning them down&lt;br /&gt;It don&#39;t say the funny things she does&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t even try and cheer him up, because&lt;br /&gt;It just won&#39;t happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s got the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;This time on the aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;There might be tellys in the back of the seats in front&lt;br /&gt;But Rodney and Del won&#39;t do&lt;br /&gt;Although it might take your mind off the aches and the pains&lt;br /&gt;Laugh when he falls through the bar&lt;br /&gt;But you&#39;re feeling the same&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cause she isn&#39;t there to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;She won&#39;t be waiting for you when you land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like she&#39;s just nowhere near&lt;br /&gt;You could well be out on your ear&lt;br /&gt;This thought comes closely followed by the fear&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of it&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel a bit&lt;br /&gt;Ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw a girl&lt;br /&gt;Who looked like someone you might knock about with&lt;br /&gt;And almost shouted&lt;br /&gt;And then reality kicked in within us&lt;br /&gt;It seems as we become the winners&lt;br /&gt;You lose a bit of summat&lt;br /&gt;And half wonder if you won it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don&#39;t say &#39;owt &#39;cause you&#39;ve got no idea&lt;br /&gt;And she&#39;s still nowhere near&lt;br /&gt;And the thought comes closely followed by the fear&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of it&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel a bit&lt;br /&gt;...Ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despair in the departure lounge&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s one and they&#39;ll still be around at three&lt;br /&gt;No signal and low battery&lt;br /&gt;What&#39;s happened to me</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3322230846970411399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/despair-in-departure-lounge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/3322230846970411399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/3322230846970411399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/despair-in-departure-lounge.html' title='&quot;Despair In The Departure Lounge&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-1797097614247777956</id><published>2009-09-24T12:36:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:36:24.028+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Cigarette Smoker Fiona&quot;</title><content type='html'>Sat at the side of the pool at one of your houses&lt;br /&gt;With wet white trousers on&lt;br /&gt;And worlds collide as the evening continues&lt;br /&gt;The dignity fucks off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brother&#39;s gone off to the strippers&lt;br /&gt;To make up for all the lost time&lt;br /&gt;She could have been one of the bitches&lt;br /&gt;But she&#39;s actually alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sorry, but we&#39;re all unsure&lt;br /&gt;How much you&#39;ve had but&lt;br /&gt;(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A country home, even if we really tried&lt;br /&gt;What if it&#39;s just surprises now?&lt;br /&gt;And I bet your dad would like to give us all a slap&lt;br /&gt;When are your parents back? d&#39;you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I never came from no ghetto&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn&#39;t nowhere near here&lt;br /&gt;Well-spoken girls in stilletoes&lt;br /&gt;Aren&#39;t something to fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sorry, but we&#39;re all unsure&lt;br /&gt;How much you&#39;ve had but&lt;br /&gt;(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sorry, but we&#39;re all unsure&lt;br /&gt;How much you&#39;ve had but&lt;br /&gt;(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;Cigarette smoke doesn&#39;t hide&lt;br /&gt;As well as you think&lt;br /&gt;And you&#39;d think that it oughta&lt;br /&gt;Act as the perfect disguise</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1797097614247777956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/cigarette-smoker-fiona_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/1797097614247777956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/1797097614247777956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/cigarette-smoker-fiona_24.html' title='&quot;Cigarette Smoker Fiona&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-3405129696664402365</id><published>2009-09-24T12:35:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:36:01.076+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Cigarette Smoker Fiona&quot;</title><content type='html'>&quot;Cigarette Smoker Fiona&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the side of the pool at one of your houses&lt;br /&gt;With wet white trousers on&lt;br /&gt;And worlds collide as the evening continues&lt;br /&gt;The dignity fucks off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brother&#39;s gone off to the strippers&lt;br /&gt;To make up for all the lost time&lt;br /&gt;She could have been one of the bitches&lt;br /&gt;But she&#39;s actually alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sorry, but we&#39;re all unsure&lt;br /&gt;How much you&#39;ve had but&lt;br /&gt;(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A country home, even if we really tried&lt;br /&gt;What if it&#39;s just surprises now?&lt;br /&gt;And I bet your dad would like to give us all a slap&lt;br /&gt;When are your parents back? d&#39;you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I never came from no ghetto&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn&#39;t nowhere near here&lt;br /&gt;Well-spoken girls in stilletoes&lt;br /&gt;Aren&#39;t something to fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sorry, but we&#39;re all unsure&lt;br /&gt;How much you&#39;ve had but&lt;br /&gt;(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sorry, but we&#39;re all unsure&lt;br /&gt;How much you&#39;ve had but&lt;br /&gt;(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cigarette smoker)&lt;br /&gt;Cigarette smoke doesn&#39;t hide&lt;br /&gt;As well as you think&lt;br /&gt;And you&#39;d think that it oughta&lt;br /&gt;Act as the perfect disguise</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3405129696664402365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/cigarette-smoker-fiona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/3405129696664402365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/3405129696664402365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/cigarette-smoker-fiona.html' title='&quot;Cigarette Smoker Fiona&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-270021112033919790</id><published>2009-09-24T12:35:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:35:41.840+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;A Certain Romance&quot;</title><content type='html'>Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks&lt;br /&gt;Or knackered Converse&lt;br /&gt;Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks&lt;br /&gt;But all of that&#39;s what the point is not&lt;br /&gt;The point&#39;s that there is no romance around there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there&#39;s the truth that they can&#39;t see&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;d probably like to throw a punch at me&lt;br /&gt;And if you could only see them, then you would agree&lt;br /&gt;Agree that there ain&#39;t no romance around there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&#39;s a funny thing you know&lt;br /&gt;We&#39;ll tell them if you like&lt;br /&gt;We&#39;ll tell them all tonight&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;ll never listen&lt;br /&gt;Because their minds are made up&lt;br /&gt;And course it&#39;s all OK to carry on that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over there there&#39;s broken bones&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s only music, so that there&#39;s new ringtones&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn&#39;t take no Sherlock Holmes&lt;br /&gt;To see it&#39;s a little different around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t get me wrong though there&#39;s boys in bands&lt;br /&gt;And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands&lt;br /&gt;And just cause he&#39;s had a couple of cans&lt;br /&gt;He thinks it&#39;s alright to act like a dickhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t you know, oh it&#39;s a funny thing you know&lt;br /&gt;We&#39;ll tell them if you like&lt;br /&gt;We&#39;ll tell them all tonight&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;ll never listen&lt;br /&gt;Because their minds are made up&lt;br /&gt;And of course it&#39;s all OK to carry on that way&lt;br /&gt;But I said no, oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Well oh, you want get me to go&lt;br /&gt;No anyway, no anywhere&lt;br /&gt;No, I won&#39;t go, oh no, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well over there there&#39;s friends of mine&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, I&#39;ve known them for a long long time&lt;br /&gt;And they might overstep the line&lt;br /&gt;But you just cannot get angry in the same way</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/270021112033919790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/certain-romance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/270021112033919790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/270021112033919790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/certain-romance.html' title='&quot;A Certain Romance&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-8800900525978037108</id><published>2009-09-24T12:35:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:35:14.736+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;From The Ritz To The Rubble&quot;</title><content type='html'>Last night these two bouncers&lt;br /&gt;And one of em&#39;s alright&lt;br /&gt;The other one&#39;s the scary one&lt;br /&gt;His way or no way, totalitarian&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s got no time for you&lt;br /&gt;Looking or breathing&lt;br /&gt;How he dosen&#39;t want you to&lt;br /&gt;So step out the queue&lt;br /&gt;He makes examples of you&lt;br /&gt;And there&#39;s nowt you can say&lt;br /&gt;Behind they go through to the bit where you pay&lt;br /&gt;And you realize then that it&#39;s finally the time&lt;br /&gt;To walk back past ten thousand eyes in the line&lt;br /&gt;And you can swap jumpers and make another move&lt;br /&gt;Instilled in your brain you&#39;ve got something to prove&lt;br /&gt;To all the smirking faces and the boys in black&lt;br /&gt;Why can&#39;t they be pleasant?&lt;br /&gt;Why can&#39;t they have a laugh?&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s got his hand in your chest&lt;br /&gt;He wants to give you a duff&lt;br /&gt;Well secretly I think they want it all to kick off&lt;br /&gt;They want, arms flying everywhere and&lt;br /&gt;Bottles as well it&#39;s just&lt;br /&gt;Something to talk about&lt;br /&gt;A story to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I&#39;m so glad they turned us all away we&#39;ll put it down to fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a thousand million things that I could never think this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got too deep, but how deep is too deep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This town&#39;s a different town today&lt;br /&gt;This town&#39;s a different town to what it was last night&lt;br /&gt;You couldn&#39;t have done that on a Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl&#39;s a different girl today&lt;br /&gt;That girl&#39;s a different girl to her you kissed last night&lt;br /&gt;You couldn&#39;t have done that on a Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night what we talked about&lt;br /&gt;It made so much sense&lt;br /&gt;But now the haze has ascended&lt;br /&gt;It don&#39;t make no sense anymore</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8800900525978037108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-ritz-to-rubble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/8800900525978037108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/8800900525978037108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-ritz-to-rubble.html' title='&quot;From The Ritz To The Rubble&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-654649920597798505</id><published>2009-09-24T12:34:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:34:54.949+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;When The Sun Goes Down&quot;</title><content type='html'>Who&#39;s that girl there?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;So that she had to roam the streets&lt;br /&gt;She dunt do major credit cards&lt;br /&gt;I doubt she does receipts&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s all not quite legitimate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a scummy man&lt;br /&gt;Just give him half a chance&lt;br /&gt;I bet he&#39;ll rob you if he can&lt;br /&gt;Can see it in his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that he&#39;s got a driving ban&lt;br /&gt;Amongst some other offences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;ve seen him with girls of the night&lt;br /&gt;And he told Roxanne to put on her red light&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;re all infected but he&#39;ll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Cause he&#39;s a scumbag, don&#39;t you know&lt;br /&gt;I said he&#39;s a scumbag, don&#39;t you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you&#39;re trying not to listen&lt;br /&gt;Overt your eyes and staring at the ground&lt;br /&gt;She makes a subtle proposition&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&#39;m sorry love I&#39;ll have to turn you down&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must be up to something&lt;br /&gt;What are the chances sure it&#39;s more than likely&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve got a feeling in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder what his story might be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look here comes a Ford Mondeo&lt;br /&gt;Isn&#39;t he Mister Inconspicuous?&lt;br /&gt;And he don&#39;t even have to say &#39;owt&lt;br /&gt;She&#39;s in the stance ready to get picked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet she&#39;s delighted when she sees him&lt;br /&gt;Pulling in and giving her the eye&lt;br /&gt;Because she must be fucking freezing&lt;br /&gt;Scantily clad beneath the clear night sky&lt;br /&gt;it doesn&#39;t stop in the winter, no&lt;br /&gt;Around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it changes when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;Over the river going out of town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a scummy man&lt;br /&gt;Just give him half a chance&lt;br /&gt;I bet he&#39;ll rob you if he can&lt;br /&gt;Can see it in his eyes that he&#39;s got a nasty plan&lt;br /&gt;I hope you&#39;re not involved at all</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/654649920597798505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-sun-goes-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/654649920597798505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/654649920597798505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-sun-goes-down.html' title='&quot;When The Sun Goes Down&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-8391421398094330671</id><published>2009-09-24T12:34:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:34:34.308+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Perhaps Vampires Is A Bit Strong But...&quot;</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve seen your eyes as they fix on me what is he doing what on earth is the&lt;br /&gt;Plan has he got one&lt;br /&gt;You better give me some pointers since you are the big rocket launcher and&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m just the shot gun,&lt;br /&gt;I ant got no dollar signs in my eyes that might be a surprise but its true&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not like you and I don_t want your advice or your praise or to move in&lt;br /&gt;The ways you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you people are vampires&lt;br /&gt;All your stories are stale&lt;br /&gt;Though you pretend to stand by us&lt;br /&gt;Though you&#39;re certain we&#39;ll fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve seen you&#39;re eyes as they fix on me full of confusion your snarl is just&lt;br /&gt;So condescending&lt;br /&gt;Trying to explain that we&#39;re on to a win if the fee we get in near recoups&lt;br /&gt;What we&#39;re spending&lt;br /&gt;He said I can&#39;t believe that you drove all that way well how much did they&lt;br /&gt;Pay ya how much did they pay ya, You&#39;d have been better to stay round our Way&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about things but not actually doing things</content><link rel='replies' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-5602947123557736225</id><published>2009-09-24T12:33:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:34:05.725+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Mardy Bum&quot;</title><content type='html'>Now then Mardy Bum&lt;br /&gt;I see your frown&lt;br /&gt;And it&#39;s like looking down the barrel of a gun&lt;br /&gt;And it goes off&lt;br /&gt;And out come all these words&lt;br /&gt;Oh there&#39;s a very pleasant side to you&lt;br /&gt;A side I much prefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s one that laughs and jokes around&lt;br /&gt;Remember cuddles in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, to get things off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And it was up, up and away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but it&#39;s right hard to remember&lt;br /&gt;That on a day like today when you&#39;re all argumentative&lt;br /&gt;And you&#39;ve got the face on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now then Mardy Bum&lt;br /&gt;Oh I&#39;m in trouble again, aren&#39;t I?&lt;br /&gt;I thought as much&lt;br /&gt;Cause you turned over there&lt;br /&gt;Pulling that silent disappointment face&lt;br /&gt;The one that I can&#39;t bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&#39;t we laugh and joke around&lt;br /&gt;Remember cuddles in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, to get things off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And it was up, up and away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but it&#39;s right hard to remember&lt;br /&gt;That on a day like today when you&#39;re all argumentative&lt;br /&gt;And you&#39;ve got the face on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I&#39;m sorry I was late&lt;br /&gt;Well I missed the train&lt;br /&gt;And then the traffic was a state&lt;br /&gt;And I can&#39;t be arsed to carry on in this debate&lt;br /&gt;That reoccurs, oh when you say I don&#39;t care&lt;br /&gt;Well of course I do, yeah I clearly do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So laugh and joke around&lt;br /&gt;Remember cuddles in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, to get things off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And it was up, up and away&lt;br /&gt;Still it&#39;s right hard to remember&lt;br /&gt;That on a day like today when you&#39;re all argumentative&lt;br /&gt;And you&#39;ve got the face on</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5602947123557736225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/mardy-bum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/5602947123557736225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Dancefloor&quot;</title><content type='html'>&quot;I Bet u Look Good On The Dancefloor&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;Stop making the eyes at me,&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll stop making the eyes at u.&lt;br /&gt;What it is that surprises me is that I don&#39;t really want u to&lt;br /&gt;And ur shoulders are frozen (as cold as the night)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but u&#39;re an explosion but u&#39;re dynamite&lt;br /&gt;ur name isn&#39;t Rio, but I don&#39;t care for sand&lt;br /&gt;Lighting the fuse might result in a bang with a bang-go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I said I bet that u look good on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t know if u&#39;re looking for romance or...&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t know what u&#39;re looking for&lt;br /&gt;Well I bet that u look good on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984&lt;br /&gt;from 1984!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;I wish u&#39;d stop ignoring me because u&#39;re sending me to despair,&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound yeah u&#39;re calling me and I don&#39;t think it&#39;s very fair&lt;br /&gt;That ur shoulders are frozen (as cold as the night)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but u&#39;re an explosion (u&#39;re dynamite)&lt;br /&gt;ur name isn&#39;t Rio but I don&#39;t care for sand&lt;br /&gt;Lighting the fuse might result in a bang with a bang-go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there ain&#39;t no love, no Montagues or Capulets&lt;br /&gt;Are just banging tunes and DJ sets and...&lt;br /&gt;Dirty dance floors, and dreams of naughtiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/827599288076932749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-bet-u-look-good-on-dancefloor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-165387636329956625</id><published>2009-09-24T12:33:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:33:18.577+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Fake Tales Of San Francisco&quot;</title><content type='html'>&quot;Fake Tales Of San Francisco&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake Tales of San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;Echo through the room&lt;br /&gt;More point to a wedding disco&lt;br /&gt;Without a bride or groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s a super cool band yeah&lt;br /&gt;With their trilbies and their glasses of white wine&lt;br /&gt;And all the weekend rock stars in the toilets&lt;br /&gt;Practicing their lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to hear U&lt;br /&gt;(Kick me out, kick me out)&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to hear U no&lt;br /&gt;(Kick me out, kick me out)&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to hear U no&lt;br /&gt;(Kick me out, kick me out)&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to hear U&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to hear U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake Tales of San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;Echo through the air&lt;br /&gt;And there&#39;s a few bored faces in the back&lt;br /&gt;All wishing they weren&#39;t there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the microphone squeaks&lt;br /&gt;A Ung girl&#39;s telephone beeps&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she&#39;s dashing for the exit&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she&#39;s running to the streets outside&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh U&#39;ve saved me,&quot; she screams down the line&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The band were fucking wank&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;m not having a nice time&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to hear U&lt;br /&gt;(Kick me out, kick me out)&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to hear U no&lt;br /&gt;(Kick me out, kick me out)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but his bird thinks it&#39;s amazing, though&lt;br /&gt;So all that&#39;s left&lt;br /&gt;Is the proof that love&#39;s not only blind but deaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talks of San Francisco, he&#39;s from Hunter&#39;s Bar&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t quite know the distance&lt;br /&gt;But I&#39;m sure that&#39;s far&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I&#39;m sure that&#39;s pretty far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I&#39;d love to tell U all my problem&lt;br /&gt;U&#39;re not from New York City, U&#39;re from Rotherham&lt;br /&gt;So get off the bandwagon, and put down the handbook&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/165387636329956625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-3400523501737056601</id><published>2009-09-24T12:32:00.001+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:32:50.887+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;The View From The Afternoon&quot;</title><content type='html'>&quot;The View From The Afternoon&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipation has the habit to set u up&lt;br /&gt;For disappointment in evening entertainment but&lt;br /&gt;Tonight there&#39;ll be some love&lt;br /&gt;Tonight there&#39;ll be a rawkus, regardless of what&#39;s gone before&lt;br /&gt;I want to see all of the things that we&#39;ve already seen&lt;br /&gt;The lairy girls hung out the window of the limousine&lt;br /&gt;And of course its fancy dress&lt;br /&gt;And they&#39;re all looking quite full on&lt;br /&gt;In bunny ears and devil horns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see all of the things that we&#39;ve already seen&lt;br /&gt;I want to see u take the jackpot out the fruit machine&lt;br /&gt;And put it all back in&lt;br /&gt;u&#39;ve got to understand it u can never beat the bandit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she won&#39;t be surprised and she won&#39;t be shocked&lt;br /&gt;When she&#39;s pressed the star after she&#39;s pressed unlock&lt;br /&gt;And there&#39;s verse and chapter sat in her inbox&lt;br /&gt;And all that it says is that u&#39;ve drank a lot&lt;br /&gt;u should bear that in mind tonight&lt;br /&gt;u can pour ur heart out but her reasoning will block&lt;br /&gt;owt u send her after nine o clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can pour ur heart out around 3 o clock&lt;br /&gt;When the 2 for 1&#39;s undone the writers block</content><link rel='replies' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8xG7mJkJbWDMYCV1jeYr2rRP9iNMwqhPv7d3e2OhpgwBHZpcBoPU6pY-k3eV-KZcsIUSJG02EusK1lHlTpw1iUd3JNG4oPtqoHLpinCW6tPLSUtZDY3ZefByv_jAD8w/s220/Final_1_e4_e4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839774460633965819.post-6014322547283301285</id><published>2009-09-24T12:31:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:32:28.376+06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="English"/><title type='text'>&quot;Dancing Shoes&quot;</title><content type='html'>&quot;Dancing Shoes&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get on ur dancing shoes&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s one thing on ur mind&lt;br /&gt;Hoping they&#39;re looking for u&lt;br /&gt;Sure u&#39;ll be rummaging&#39; through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the shit, shock, horror&lt;br /&gt;u&#39;ve seen ur future bride&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but it&#39;s oh so absurd&lt;br /&gt;For u to say the first word&lt;br /&gt;So u&#39;re waiting and waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason that u came&lt;br /&gt;So what u scrd for?&lt;br /&gt;don&#39;t u always do the same&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s what u there for, don&#39;t u know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the lights r flashing&lt;br /&gt;Down in here tonight&lt;br /&gt;And some might exchange a glance&lt;br /&gt;But keep pretending to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t act like it&#39;s not happening&lt;br /&gt;As if it&#39;s impolite&lt;br /&gt;To go and mention ur name&lt;br /&gt;Instead u&#39;ll just do the same&lt;br /&gt;As they all do, and hope for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason that u came&lt;br /&gt;So what u scrd for?&lt;br /&gt;Well don&#39;t u always do the same&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s what u&#39;re there for but no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get on ur dancing shoes&lt;br /&gt;u sexy little swine&lt;br /&gt;Hoping they&#39;re looking for u&lt;br /&gt;Sure u&#39;ll be rummaging through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the shit, shock, horror&lt;br /&gt;u&#39;ve seen ur future bride&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but it&#39;s oh so absurd&lt;br /&gt;For u to say the first word&lt;br /&gt;So u&#39;re waiting and waiting</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6014322547283301285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/dancing-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/6014322547283301285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/6014322547283301285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/dancing-shoes.html' title='&quot;Dancing Shoes&quot;'/><author><name>Aftab</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15052249669864693529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Like I want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Oh the heartbeats at its peak when u&#39;re coming up to speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;m so tense, never tenser&lt;br /&gt;Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can&#39;t deliver it&lt;br /&gt;...Properly, oh it&#39;s all getting on top of me&lt;br /&gt;And if it weren&#39;t this dark u&#39;d see how red my face has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&#39;s trying to crack the jokes and that to make u smile&lt;br /&gt;Those that claim that they&#39;re not showing off are drowning in denial&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;re not half as bad as me say anything and I&#39;ll agree&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to acting up, I&#39;m sure I could write the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that u&#39;re more than a part in the play&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s slightly easier to think what to say&lt;br /&gt;u had us all, standing on our heads&lt;br /&gt;Doing our best tricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again, will there be another one that&#39;s as desirable as u</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1755074241363973023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-probably-couldnt-see-for-lights-but-u_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/1755074241363973023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/1755074241363973023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-probably-couldnt-see-for-lights-but-u_24.html' title='&quot;u Probably Couldn&#39;t See For The Lights But u Were Staring Straight At 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through the veins oh how the feeling races&lt;br /&gt;Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces&lt;br /&gt;They don&#39;t want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Like I want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Oh the heartbeats at its peak when u&#39;re coming up to speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;m so tense, never tenser&lt;br /&gt;Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can&#39;t deliver it&lt;br /&gt;...Properly, oh it&#39;s all getting on top of me&lt;br /&gt;And if it weren&#39;t this dark u&#39;d see how red my face has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&#39;s trying to crack the jokes and that to make u smile&lt;br /&gt;Those that claim that they&#39;re not showing off are drowning in denial&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;re not half as bad as me say anything and I&#39;ll agree&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to acting up, I&#39;m sure I could write the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that u&#39;re more than a part in the play&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s slightly easier to think what to say&lt;br /&gt;u had us all, standing on our heads&lt;br /&gt;Doing our best tricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again, will there be another one that&#39;s as desirable as u</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4174819571061886183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-probably-couldnt-see-for-lights-but-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/4174819571061886183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839774460633965819/posts/default/4174819571061886183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vulyrics.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-probably-couldnt-see-for-lights-but-u.html' title='&quot;u Probably Couldn&#39;t See For The 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