tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18806383896006442312024-02-20T21:28:58.303-06:0080s New Wave MusicSongs and lyrics from the famous 80's era of New Wave Music. Famous music from The Smiths, The Cure, A-ha, Depeche Mode, OMD, China Crisis, New Order, Erasure, Lotus Eaters, Psychedelic Furs, Icicle Works, Fiction Factory, Fra Lippo Lippi, The Ramones, INXS, The Bolshoi, R.E.M., Echo and the Bunnymen, The Church and more. All from 1980 to 1990.
<a href="https://newwave80.blogspot.com/?=headerclick">80's new wave lyrics, videos, music at it's best!</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1880638389600644231.post-16771896587191262402023-10-09T17:26:00.003-05:002023-10-09T17:26:20.056-05:00"Polarlicht" By Xmal Deutschland<p>"Polarlicht" By <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xmal_Deutschland" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Xmal Deutschland</a></p><p><br /></p><p>
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<br /><br /></p><p>Lyrics:</p><p><br /></p><p>Polarlicht Polarlicht Polarlicht</p><p>Scheine scheine...</p><p>Polarlicht...</p><p>Von Alaska bis Kiruna</p><p>Von Alaska bis Kiruna</p><p>Scheine scheine...</p><p><br /></p><p>Polarlicht...</p><p>Sturm zwischen den Sternen</p><p>Fackeln am Horizont!</p><p>Brenne brenne...</p><p>Aura am Nachthimmel</p><p><br /></p><p>Polarlicht...</p><p>(Tänzer am firmament)</p><p>Scheine scheine...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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<br /></p><p>Lyrics</p><p>I'm taking a ride with my best friend</p><p>I hope he never lets me down again</p><p>He knows where he's taking me</p><p>Taking me where I want to be</p><p>I'm taking a ride with my best friend</p><p>We're flying high</p><p>We're watching the world pass us by</p><p>Never want to come down</p><p>Never want to put my feet back down on the ground</p><p>I'm taking a ride with my best friend</p><p>I hope he never lets me down again</p><p>Promises me I'm as safe as houses</p><p>As long as I remember who's wearing the trousers</p><p>I hope he never lets me down again</p><p>We're flying high</p><p>We're watching the world pass us by</p><p>Never want to come down</p><p>Never want to put my feet back down on the ground</p><p>We're flying high</p><p>We're watching the world pass us by</p><p>Never want to come down</p><p>Never want to put my feet back down on the ground</p><p>Never let me down</p><p>Never let me down</p><p>Never let me down</p><p>Never let me down</p><p>See the stars, they're shining bright (never let me down)</p><p>Everything's alright tonight (never let me down)</p><p>See the stars, they're shining bright (never let me down)</p><p>Everything's alright tonight (never let me down)</p><p>See the stars, they're shining bright (never let me down)</p><p>Everything's alright tonight (never let me down)</p><p>See the stars, they're shining bright (never let me down)</p><p>Everything's alright tonight (never let me down)</p><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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</p><p><br /></p><p>I was born guilty</p><p>and I'll die lonely</p><p>For the hours have chained me</p><p>And the years they break me</p><p><br /></p><p>For our past betrayed us</p><p>and this nation's failed us</p><p>and the poor man's promise</p><p>is a lie that's honest</p><p><br /></p><p>Oh Lord, this is...</p><p>the worst year of my life</p><p>Oh Lord this is...</p><p>the worst year of my life</p><p><br /></p><p>You were born hungry</p><p>And you'll die angry</p><p>And If your life has failed you</p><p>Leave the cross you're nailed to</p><p><br /></p><p>You belong to no one</p><p>Ang you own nothing</p><p>There's no golden future</p><p>Just an open wound there</p><p><br /></p><p>Oh Lord, this is...</p><p>the worst year of my life</p><p>Oh Lord this is...</p><p>the worst year of my life</p>
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What's the story behind this song?
"The Wild Swans" is a Liverpool-based band formed in the 1980s, known for their ethereal and jangly pop sound. They released a single titled "The Worst Year of My Life" in 1988. The song doesn't have a particularly famous or widely documented story behind it. It's likely that the lyrics reflect personal experiences or emotions of the band members during that time, but specific details about the song's inspiration or meaning may not be readily available.
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I have a picture,<br />Pinned to my wall.<br />An image of you and of me and we're laughing and loving it all.<br />Look at our life now, tattered and torn.<br />We fuss and we fight and delight in the tears that we cry until dawn<br />Hold me now, warm my heart<br />Stay with me, let loving start (let loving start)<br />You say I'm a dreamer, we're two of a kind<br />Both of us searching for some perfrct world we know we'll never find<br />So perhaps I should leave here, yeah yeah go far away<br />But you know that there's no where that I'd rather be than with you here<br />Today<br />Hold me now, warm my heart<br />Stay with me, let loving start (let loving start)<br />You ask if I love you, well what can I say?<br />You know that I do and if this is just one of those games that we play<br />So I'll sing you a new song, please don't cry anymore<br />And then I'll ask your forgiveness, though I don't know just what I'm<br />Asking it for<br />Hold me now, warm my heart<br />Stay with me, let loving start (let loving start)<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/TvzVTRK1nOY" width="320" youtube-src-id="TvzVTRK1nOY"></iframe></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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by Crowded House<br />
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There is freedom within, there is freedom without<br />Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup<br />There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost<br />But you'll never see the end of the road<br />While you're traveling with me<br />Hey now, hey now<br />Don't dream it's over<br />Hey now, hey now<br />When the world comes in<br />They come, they come<br />To build a wall between us<br />We know they won't win<br />Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof<br />My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof<br />In the paper today tales of war and of waste<br />But you turn right over to the T.V. page<br />Hey now, hey now<br />Don't dream it's over<br />Hey now, hey now<br />When the world comes in<br />They come, they come<br />To build a wall between us<br />We know they won't win<br />Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum<br />And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart<br />Only shadows ahead barely clearing the roof<br />Get to know the feeling of liberation and release<br />Hey now, hey now<br />Don't dream it's over<br />Hey now, hey now<br />When the world comes in<br />They come, they come<br />To build a wall between us<br />We know they won't win<br />Don't let them win (hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now)<br />Hey now, hey now<br />Don't let them win (they come, they come)<br />Don't let them win (hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Fra Lippo Lippi<br />
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Life it seems, slips away<br />Just like any dream<br />All I want is all I need<br />Still I ask for more<br />Say, say why is it so<br />Wait, wait don't let me know<br />Everytime I see you<br />My life turns upside down<br />Everytime I see you I know<br />Love it seems, slips away<br />Just like any dream<br />I failed to see this memory<br />Means so much to me<br />Say, say why is it so<br />Wait, wait don't let me know<br />Everytime I see you<br />My life turns upside down<br />Tried so hard to find out<br />How to make you come back<br />But even if I told you<br />I can't hold you again<br />Everytime I see you I know<br />Everytime I see you<br />My life turns upside down<br />I tried so hard to find out<br />How to make you come back<br />But even if I told you<br />I can't hold you again<br />Everytime I see you I know<br />Everytime I see you<br />My life turns upside down<br />Everytime I see you I know<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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You lift me up<br />
Like the sweetest cup I'd share with you<br />
You lift me up<br />
Don't you ever stop, I'm here with you<br />
Now it's all or nothing<br />
'Cause you say you'll follow through<br />
You follow me, and i, i, I follow you<br />
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What you gonna do when things go wrong?<br />
What you gonna do when it all cracks up?<br />
What you gonna do when the love burns down?<br />
What you gonna do when the flames go up?<br />
Who is gonna come and turn the tide?<br />
What's it gonna take to make a dream survive?<br />
Who's got the touch to calm the storm inside?<br />
Who's gonna save you?<br />
<br />
Alive and kicking<br />
Stay until your love is<br />
Alive and kicking<br />
Stay 'til your love is<br />
Until your love is, alive<br />
Oh<br />
You lift me up<br />
To the crucial top, so I can see<br />
Oh you lead me on, till the feelings come<br />
And the lights that shine on<br />
But if that don't mean nothing<br />
Like if someday it should fall through<br />
You'll take me home where the magic's from<br />
And I'll be with you<br />
<br />
What you gonna do when things go wrong?<br />
What you gonna do when it all cracks up?<br />
What you gonna do when the love burns down?<br />
What you gonna do when the flames go up?<br />
Who is gonna come and turn the tide?<br />
What's it gonna take to make a dream survive?<br />
Who's got the touch to calm the storm inside?<br />
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye<br />
In the final seconds who's gonna save you?<br />
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Ooh oh, oh oh<br />
Alive and kicking<br />
Oh stay until your love is<br />
Love is<br />
Alive and kicking<br />
Ooh oh, oh oh<br />
Alive and kicking<br />
Oh stay until your love is, love is<br />
Alive and kicking<br />
Ooh oh<br />
Alive and kicking<br />
Stay until your love is<br />
Alive and kicking, oh<br />
Stay until your love is<br />
Alive and kicking, oh<br />
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There was no way of knowing<br />
Fallen leaves in the night<br />
Who can say where they're blowing<br />
As free as the wind<br />
And hopefully learning<br />
Why the sea on the tide<br />
Has no way of turning<br />
More than this - there is nothing<br />
More than this - tell me one thing<br />
More than this - there is nothing<br />
It was fun for a while<br />
There was no way of knowing<br />
Like dream in the night<br />
Who can say where we're going<br />
No care in the world<br />
Maybe I'm learning<br />
Why the sea on the tide<br />
Has no way of turning<br />
More than this - there is nothing<br />
More than this - tell me one thing<br />
More than this - there is nothing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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When I close my eyes I see forever<br />
In between the good and bad I'll be there<br />
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Somewhere<br />
Over my head<br />
Something<br />
I have not said<br />
<br />
Think I've lost my grip<br />
It's out of my hands<br />
Slipped between my fingers<br />
Out of my hands<br />
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Took so long to get it and I know it<br />
Everything I wanted I'd have been it<br />
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So far<br />
Out of my hand<br />
So close<br />
That I can't find it<br />
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Think I've lost my grip<br />
It's out of my hands<br />
Slipped between my fingers<br />
Out of my hands<br />
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I've seen things I've shouldn't have seen<br />
Now they live inside me<br />
I've seen things through open doors<br />
Now I know what lives are for<br />
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Somewhere<br />
Over my head<br />
Something<br />
I have not said<br />
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Think I've lost my grip<br />
It's out of my hands<br />
Slipped between my fingers<br />
Out of my hands<br />
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Think I've lost my grip<br />
It's out of my hands<br />
Slipped between my fingers<br />
Out of my hands<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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by: The B52 <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/9SOryJvTAGs" width="320" youtube-src-id="9SOryJvTAGs"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says<br />
15 miles to the, Love Shack! Love Shack yeah<br />
I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway, lookin' for the love getaway<br />
Heading for the love getaway, love getaway,<br />
I got me a car, it's as big as a whale and we're headin' on down<br />
To the Love Shack<br />
I got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20<br />
So come on and bring your jukebox money<br />
The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together<br />
Love Shack baby, Love Shack bay-bee.<br />
Love baby, that's where it's at, Oh love baby, that's where it's at<br />
Sign says, Woo, stay away fools, 'cause love rules at the Love Shack!<br />
Well it's set way back in the middle of a field,<br />
Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back<br />
Glitter on the mattress<br />
Glitter on the highway<br />
Glitter on the front porch<br />
Glitter on the hallway<br />
The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together<br />
Love Shack baby! Love Shack, that's where it's at!<br />
Huggin' and a kissin', dancin' and a lovin', wearin' next to nothing<br />
Cause it's hot as an oven<br />
The whole shack shimmies! The whole shack shimmies when everybody's<br />
Movin' around and around and around!<br />
Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin' baby!<br />
Folks linin' up outside just to get down<br />
Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin' baby<br />
Funky little shack! Funky little shack!<br />
Hop in my Chrysler, it's as big as a whale and it's about to set sail!<br />
I got me a car, it seats about 20<br />
So come on up and bring your jukebox money.<br />
Bang bang bang on the door baby! Knock a little louder baby!<br />
Bang bang bang on the door baby! I can't hear you<br />
Your what? Tin roof, rusted!<br />
Love Shack, baby Love Shack!<br />
Love baby, that's where it's at<br />
Huggin' and a kissin', dancin' and a lovin' at the love shack</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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By: Human League
<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/uPudE8nDog0" width="320" youtube-src-id="uPudE8nDog0"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar when I met you.
I picked you out, I shook you up
And turned you around, turned you into someone new.
Now five years later on you've got the world at your feet.
Success has been so easy for you.
But don't forget it's me who put you where you are now,
And I can put you back there too.
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I can't believe it
When I hear that you won't see me.
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I don't believe you
When you say that you don't need me.
It's much to late to find
When you think you've changed your mind.
You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry.
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, oh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, oh?
I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar,
That much is true.
But even then I knew I'd find a much better place
Either with or without you.
The five years we have had have been such good times,
I still love you.
But now I think it's time I live my life on my own.
I guess it's just what I must do.
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I can't believe it
When I hear that you won't see me.
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I don't believe you
When you say that you don't need me.
It's much to late to find
When you think you've changed your mind.
You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry.
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, oh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, oh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, oh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, oh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, oh?
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Hurt by envy, cut by greed
Face to face with their own disillusion
The scars of old romances still on their cheeks
And when blow by blow the passion dies sweet little death
Just have been lies the memories of gone by time
Would still recall the lie
The first cut won't hurt at all
The second only makes you wonder
The third will have you on your knees
You start bleeding i start screaming
It's too late the decision is made by fate
Time to prove what forever should last
Whose feelings are so true as to stand the test
Whose demands are so strong as to parry all attempts
And when blow by blow the passion dies sweet little death
Just have been lies the memories of gone by time
Would still recall the lie
The first cut won't hurt at all
The second only makes you wonder
The third will have you on your knees
You start bleeding i start screaming
The first cut won't hurt at all
The second only makes you wonder
The third will have you on your knees
You start bleeding i start screaming
The first cut won't hurt at all
The second only makes you wonder
The third will have you on your knees
You start bleeding i start screaming
The first cut won't hurt at all
The second only makes you wonder
The third will leave you on your knees
You start bleeding i start screaming
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Best of New Wave 80s Mix on SoundCloud
<iframe allow="autoplay" frameborder="no" height="300" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/playlists/1589004433&color=%23ff5500&auto_play=true&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true&visual=true" width="100%"></iframe><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Interstate, "Lucida Grande", "Lucida Sans Unicode", "Lucida Sans", Garuda, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: 100; line-break: anywhere; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap; word-break: normal;"><a href="https://soundcloud.com/clement-perrin-2" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="Moutanist">Moutanist</a> · <a href="https://soundcloud.com/clement-perrin-2/sets/80s-hits-best-of-the-80s" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="80s Hits - Best of the 80s">80s Hits - Best of the 80s</a></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Interstate, "Lucida Grande", "Lucida Sans Unicode", "Lucida Sans", Garuda, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: 100; line-break: anywhere; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap; word-break: normal;"><br /></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Interstate, "Lucida Grande", "Lucida Sans Unicode", "Lucida Sans", Garuda, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: 100; line-break: anywhere; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap; word-break: normal;">Follow - https://on.soundcloud.com/Es3YW</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty,<br />
Sound of their breath fades with the light.<br />
I think about the loveless fascination,<br />
Under the milky way tonight.<br />
<br />
Lower the curtain down in memphis,<br />
Lower the curtain down all right.<br />
I got no time for private consultation,<br />
Under the milky way tonight.<br />
<br />
Wish I knew what you were looking for.<br />
Might have known what you would find.<br />
And it's something quite peculiar,<br />
Something that's shimmering and white.<br />
Leads you here despite your destination,<br />
Under the milky way tonight<br />
<br />
Wish I knew what you were looking for.<br />
Might have known what you would find.<br />
Wish I knew what you were looking for.<br />
Might have known what you would find.<br />
<br />
Under the milky way tonight.<br />
<br />
And it's something quite peculiar,<br />
Something that's shimmering and white.<br />
Leads you here despite your destination,<br />
Under the milky way tonight<br />
<br />
Wish I knew what you were looking for.<br />
Might have known what you would find.<br />
Wish I knew what you were looking for.<br />
Might have known what you would find.<br />
<br />
---<br />
<b>The Church</b> is an Australian rock band formed in Sydney in 1980. Initially associated with new wave and the neo-psychedelic sound of the mid 1980s, their music later became more reminiscent of progressive rock, featuring long instrumental jams and complex guitar interplay. Founding members are Steve Kilbey on lead vocals and bass guitar, and Peter Koppes and Marty Willson-Piper on guitars, while Tim Powles has played on drums since 1994. Three of the members recorded material as The Refo:mation in 1997.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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by The Church<br />
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<br />
So hard finding inspiration<br />
I knew you'd find me crying<br />
Tell those girls with rifles for minds<br />
That their jokes don't make me laugh<br />
They only make me feel like dying<br />
In an unguarded moment<br />
<br />
So long, long between mirages<br />
I knew you'd find me drinking<br />
Tell those men with horses for hearts<br />
That their jibes don't make me bleed<br />
They only make me feel like shrinking<br />
In an unguarded moment<br />
<br />
So deep, deep without a meaning<br />
I knew you'd find me leaving<br />
Tell those friends with cameras for eyes<br />
That their hands don't make me hang<br />
They only make me feel like breathing<br />
In an unguarded moment<br />
<br />
<br />
---<br />
<b>The Church</b> is an Australian rock band formed in Sydney in 1980. Initially associated with new wave and the neo-psychedelic sound of the mid 1980s, their music later became more reminiscent of progressive rock, featuring long instrumental jams and complex guitar interplay. Founding members are Steve Kilbey on lead vocals and bass guitar, and Peter Koppes and Marty Willson-Piper on guitars, while Tim Powles has played on drums since 1994. Three of the members recorded material as The Refo:mation in 1997.<br />
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<b>Our House</b><br />
by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madness_(band)" target="_blank">Madness</a><br /><br />
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Father wears his Sunday best<br />
Mother's tired she needs a rest<br />
The kids are playing up downstairs<br />
Sister's sighing in her sleep<br />
Brother's got a date to keep<br />
He can't hang around<br />
<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
Our house, in the middle of our ...<br />
<br />
Our house it has a crowd<br />
There's always something happening<br />
And it's usually quite loud<br />
Our mum she's so house-proud<br />
Nothing ever slows her down<br />
And a mess is not allowed<br />
<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
Our house, in the middle of our ...<br />
<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
Our house, in the middle of our ...<br />
Something tells you that you've got to get away from it<br />
<br />
Father gets up late for work<br />
Mother has to iron his shirt<br />
Then she sends the kids to school<br />
Sees them off with a small kiss<br />
She's the one they're going to miss<br />
In lots of ways<br />
<br />
(Instrumental Interlude)<br />
<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
Our house, in the middle of our ...<br />
<br />
I remember way back then when everything was true and when<br />
We would have such a very good time such a fine time<br />
Such a happy time<br />
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away<br />
Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers<br />
<br />
Father wears his Sunday best<br />
Mother's tired she needs a rest<br />
The kids are playing up downstairs<br />
Sister's sighing in her sleep<br />
Brother's got a date to keep<br />
He can't hang around<br />
<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
Our house, in the middle of our ...<br />
<br />
Our house, was our castle and our keep<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
<br />
Our house, that was where we used to sleep<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street<br />
<br />
Our house, in the middle of our street</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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by When In Rome<br />
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<br />
If you need a friend,<br />
don't look to a stranger,<br />
You know in the end,<br />
I'll always be there.<br />
<br />
And when you're in doubt,<br />
and when you're in danger,<br />
Take a look all around,<br />
and I'll be there.<br />
<br />
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)<br />
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)<br />
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,<br />
I promise, I promise you I will.<br />
<br />
When your day is through,<br />
and so is your temper,<br />
You know what to do,<br />
I'm gonna always be there.<br />
<br />
Sometimes if I shout,<br />
it's not what's intended.<br />
These words just come out,<br />
with no gripe to bear.<br />
<br />
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)<br />
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)<br />
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,<br />
I promise, I promise you...<br />
<br />
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)<br />
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)<br />
And if I had to walk the world, that make you fall for me,<br />
I promise you, I promise you I will.<br />
<br />
I gotta tell ya, I need to tell ya, I gotta tell ya, I gotta tell yaaaa ...<br />
<br />
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)<br />
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)<br />
But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,<br />
I promise you, I promise you...<br />
<br />
I'm sorry, but I'm just thinking of the right words to say. (I promise)<br />
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be. (I promise)<br />
<br />
And if I have to walk the world to make you fall for me,<br />
I promise you, I promise you I will ...<br />
I will...<br />
I will...<br />
I will...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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by OMD (Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark)<br />
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<br />
If you were born in Heaven, girl<br />
I'd understand so well<br />
But ever since I've met you child<br />
You've made my life such Hell<br />
<br />
With every day that passes<br />
I fall nearer to the ground<br />
It seems that I've been looking for<br />
Something that won't be found<br />
<br />
I was only dreaming<br />
I was only trying to catch your eye<br />
I was only wishing you would notice me<br />
Instead you said goodbye<br />
<br />
Could this be the new answer then<br />
To all the dreams we've made<br />
Could there be some solution please<br />
To rid me of this grace<br />
<br />
But every single second that<br />
You held me in your arms<br />
You build me up, you raise me up<br />
You kill me with your charms<br />
<br />
I was only dreaming<br />
I was only trying to catch your eye<br />
I was only wishing you would notice me<br />
Instead you said goodbye<br />
<br />
Would you stay with me tonight<br />
Won't you make these feelings last<br />
Can we start this all again<br />
Would that be just to much to ask<br />
<br />
I was only dreaming<br />
I was only trying to catch your eye<br />
I was only wishing you would notice me<br />
Instead you said goodbye<br />
<br />
I was only dreaming<br />
I was only trying to catch your eye<br />
I was only wishing you would notice me<br />
Instead you said goodbye<br />
<br />
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I remember when I was young<br />
Feeling sick on Sunday morning<br />
I don't wanna do it anymore<br />
<br />
Standing in a line with a dirty mind<br />
Clean it up on Sunday morning<br />
I don't wanna do it anymore<br />
<br />
One day a week we turn the cheek (x2)<br />
<br />
Oh, how we'd kneel down<br />
Oh, we were so quiet<br />
Never any light there<br />
I don't care, it's not right there<br />
<br />
Get up early, do your hair<br />
Sunday best on Sunday morning<br />
I don't wanna see it anymore<br />
<br />
Tea and toast in the social hall<br />
We had it all on Sunday morning<br />
I don't wanna see it anymore<br />
<br />
We come in fear , to worship here (x2)<br />
<br />
(CHORUS)<br />
<br />
It's wrong to feel, It's wrong to care<br />
You must not steal, you must not swear<br />
<br />
(CHORUS)<br />
<br />
I don't wanna do it anymore<br />
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<br />
<br />
We're leaving together<br />
But still it's farewell<br />
And maybe we'll come back<br />
To earth, who can tell?<br />
I guess there is no one to blame<br />
We're leaving ground<br />
Will things ever be the same again?<br />
<br />
It's the final countdown<br />
The final countdown<br />
<br />
Ohh<br />
We're heading for Venus and still we stand tall<br />
'Cause maybe they've seen us and welcome us all, yea<br />
With so many light years to go and things to be found<br />
(To be found)<br />
I'm sure that we'll all miss her so<br />
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/e/europe-lyrics/the-final-countdown-lyrics.html]<br />
<br />
It's the final countdown<br />
The final countdown<br />
The final countdown<br />
(The final countdown)<br />
Ohh ho ohh<br />
<br />
The final countdown, oh ho<br />
It's the final countdown<br />
The final countdown<br />
The final countdown<br />
(The final countdown)<br />
<br />
Ohh<br />
It's the final countdown<br />
We're leaving together<br />
The final countdown<br />
We'll all miss her so<br />
It's the final countdown<br />
(The final countdown)<br />
Ohh, it's the final countdown<br />
Yeah!!!<br />
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<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/WE043KiI3Ug?si=-EuKpk9gtp6Ineth" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe> </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I go ‘round, people say, for some action<br />I go ‘round, people wonder why<br />Summer nights, people won’t tell the action<br />Summer nights when the sun goes down.<br /><br />Refrain:<br />People say, people do<br />People look out, burn my heart<br />Spreading ‘round big situations over town<br />(Tell me).<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Ninety-six, two, eight<br />Tell me (what/to) say<br />Baby, please don’t leave me one more time<br />Ninety-six, two, eight<br />Tell me it’s too late<br />You are the greatest lover of my life.<br /><br />Ninety, ninety,<br />Tel me, ninety<br />Tell me, ninety.<br />(Repeat)<br /><br />Nine-nine-nine-nine<br />Nine-nine-nine-nine<br />Nine-nine-nine<br />Tell me, tell me (tell me).<br /><br />I go ‘round, people say, for some action<br />I go round, people shinin’ down<br />No reply, nothing fine, no distraction<br />I do wrong, people ridin’ around.<br /><br />Refrain:<br />All the time, all the guys<br />Sought impressions on my star<br />Till we fight, admit my vision in your heart.<br />(Repeat Chorus)<br /><br />Bridge:<br />Am longing for your love<br />This thought of face to face<br />So ninety-six, two, eight.<br />(Repeat Chorus)<br />(Repeat 1st 4 lines of Chorus)</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Don't You Forget About Me by Simple Minds (1985)<br />
<br />
Hey, hey, hey ,hey<br />
Ohhh...<br />
<br />
Won't you come see about me?<br />
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby<br />
<br />
<br />
Tell me your troubles and doubts<br />
Giving me everything inside and out and<br />
Love's strange so real in the dark<br />
Think of the tender things that we were working on<br />
<br />
<br />
Slow change may pull us apart<br />
When the light gets into your heart, baby<br />
<br />
<br />
Don't You Forget About Me<br />
Don't Don't Don't Don't<br />
Don't You Forget About Me<br />
<br />
<br />
Will you stand above me?<br />
Look my way, never love me<br />
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling<br />
Down, down, down<br />
<br />
<br />
Will you recognise me?<br />
Call my name or walk on by<br />
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling<br />
Down, down, down, down<br />
<br />
<br />
Hey, hey, hey, hey<br />
Ohhhh.....<br />
<br />
<br />
Don't you try to pretend<br />
It's my feeling we'll win in the end<br />
I won't harm you or touch your defenses<br />
Vanity and security<br />
<br />
<br />
Don't you forget about me<br />
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby<br />
Going to take you apart<br />
I'll put us back together at heart, baby<br />
<br />
<br />
Don't You Forget About Me<br />
Don't Don't Don't Don't<br />
Don't You Forget About Me<br />
<br />
<br />
As you walk on by<br />
Will you call my name?<br />
As you walk on by<br />
Will you call my name?<br />
When you walk away<br />
<br />
<br />
Or will you walk away?<br />
Will you walk on by?<br />
Come on - call my name<br />
Will you all my name?<br />
<br />
<br />
I say :<br />
La la la...<br />
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