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Jam lyrics
"Smither Jones lyrics"
Hate, Myth, Muscle, Etiquette lyrics
Mark your point of failing. It begins where you concede. Hesitate. Procrastinate. Sedating. All configured to impede your path. You need a good kick in the ass. Now tak
Mark your point of failing. It begins where you concede. Hesitate. Procrastinate. Sedating. All configured to impede your path. You need a good kick in the ass. Now tak
SMITHER-JONES - Bruce Foxton Here we go again, it's Monday at last, He's heading for the Waterloo line. To catch the 8am fast, its usually dead on time, Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine. Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie, Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times 'Good Morning Smithers-Jones' 'How's the wife and home?'If You Wanna Leave Me lyrics'Did you get the car you've been looking for?' (repeat) Let me get inside, let me take control of you, We could have some good times, All this worry will get you down, I'll give you a new meaning to life - I don't think so. Sitting on the train, you're nearly there You're a part of the production line, You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines, Get out of the p
You can't stand still for a moment You can't stand still for a night Your feet just starta move when it's boring But you gotta stick around to get it right So get it riGrease Medley lyricsck, before they peel you back. Arrive at the office, spot on time, The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine. 'Good Morning Smithers-Jones', 'The boss wants to see you alone'. 'I hope its the promotion you've been looking for' (repeat) 'Come in Smithers old boy' 'Take a seat, take the weight off your feet'. 'I've some news to tell you' 'There's no longer a position
[GREASE IS THE WORD:] I solve my problems and I see the light We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right There ain't no danger we can go too far We start beliMillennium lyricsor you' - 'Sorry Smithers-Jones'. Put on the kettle to make some tea It's all a part of feeling groovy Put on your slippers turn on the TV It's all a part of feeling groovy It's time to relax now you've worked your arse off But the only one smilin' is the sun tanned boss Work and work and work and work til you die Cause there's plenty more fish in the sea to fry.
Your conniving words Are childishly insane To get what you want You'll say anything In your mind You lust to control me You lust For control <