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Republica Lyrics This is Republica's first album, released in 1996. It features songs like "Ready To Go." |
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Ready To Go
You're weird, in tears, too near and too far away, He said, saw red, went home stayed in bed all day, Your t-shirt, dish dirt, Always love the one you hurt It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing On the rooftops shouting out, Baby I'm ready to go I'm back and ready to go From the rooftops shout it out It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing On the rooftops having it Baby I'm ready to go I'm back and ready to go From the rooftops shout it out, shout it out You sleep, too deep, one week is another world Big mouth, big mouth, drop out, drop out You get what you deserve You're stange, insane, one thing you can never change It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing On the rooftops shouting out, Baby I'm ready to go I'm back and ready to go From the rooftops shout it out It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing On the rooftops having it Baby I'm ready to go I'm back and ready to go From the rooftops shout it out, shout it out Abused, confused, always love the one that hurt ya hurt ya hurt ya It's a crack, baby I'm ready to go Baby I'm ready to go... Bloke You've got red shoes, and the sports car You think you're really cool, I gotta say You just don't know what games to play You like football, and play on saturdays When the weekends gone, you go to work In a nasty office as a filing clerk So don't you tell me, I'm not listening I've already heard it You better watch you're back I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on Mobile, but bo conversation You've got credit cards, megadrive Fax me lunch, Mr. 9 to 5 You've got timeshare, for your holidays It's the same routine, the life you lead The friends you keep, you're lack of taste So don't you tell me, I'm not listening I've already heard it You better watch you're back I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on B**** I want everything, I want everything I want a limousine, a diamond ring I want everything I wanna taste the good life I wanna sip from the golden cup I wanna drink champagne in the early morning hours of the city nights And if I stay out late Don't wait up for me One dove two hearts A free ride to be who I wanna be One life one vision Street life just for the hell of it One dove two hearts A free ride to be who I wanna be One life one vision, one vision I want the best of both worlds I want total attraction I want a piece of the cake A piece of the action I'm gonna take it to the limit And get more than I bargained for There's no regrets make no mistake I gonna get what I want Whatever it takes And if I push too far don't wait up for me One dove two hearts A free ride to be who I wanna be One life one vision Street life just for the hell of it One dove two hearts A free ride to be who I wanna be One life one vision, one vision I wanna sip from the golden cup I wanna drink champagne I want everything Get Off One more day on the roller coaster If I scream they spin me faster Everything gone backwards And I, upside down Stop me dead oh I think I'm falling One more line and it will be morning Hit the floor So stop the traffic Stop the clock, stop the lot I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you One more job in the supermarket One more kick to get me started Everyone get on board This ship is sinking Hanging out I don't want to be there Took a train to another city Chinese food in a tower frenzy Why I'm here is mystery to me So stop the traffic Stop the clock, stop the lot I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you And like a speeding car you want more! more! more! And like a rattlesnake I hate I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you And like a speeding car you want more! more! more! And like a rattlesnake I hate I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you I wanna get off... Picture Me Picture me, on a postcard Picture me, on a magazine Call me on my private number You've got my photograph On your bedroom wall Picture me - Coz everybody wants her On a postcard - She makes them smile Picture me - And everybody needs her On a magazine - Once in a while Call me - Coz everybody wants her On my private number - She makes them smile You've got my photograph - And everybody needs her On your bedroom wall - Once in a while She is wanted, she is smart She'll make you special She's got it down to an art She don't argue, she's on time She is available She'll make you feel fine She is wanted, she is smart She'll make you special She's got it down to an art She don't argue, she's on time She is available She'll make you feel fine Picture me - Coz everybody wants her On a postcard - She makes them smile Picture me - And everybody needs her On a magazine - Once in a while Picture me... Drop Dead Gorgeous Backwords words, he got em Shut up, I'm talking This time, you'll listen But when I look at you you're forgiven You drive, too fast and I smoke, too much and My heart, is broken But when I look at you you're forgiven You're forgiven I know my ex-boyfriend lies Oh he does it every time It's just his permanent disguise Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous Don't go changing every time Not for me to comprimise You're still a friend of mine Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous Yeah - end of, stop sulking Get out, you're walkin Too bad, I've spoken But when I look at you you're forgiven Your lies, don't want em Drop dead, not joking This thing, is broken But when I look at you you're forgiven You're forgiven I know my ex-boyfriend lies Oh he does it every time It's just his permanent disguise Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous Don't go changing every time Not for me to comprimise You're still a friend of mine Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous I know my ex-boyfriend lies Oh he does it every time It's just his permanent disguise Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous Don't go changing every time Not for me to comprimise You're still a friend of mine Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous You're forgiven Yeah yeah Drop dead Out Of THe Darkness Get up, Alarm clock, Lip gloss, what a shock Get dressed, front door, more stress what for? Trapped in your world You know you're trappped in your world Lunch hour, fast food, telephone, more abuse V.U. headache, cigarettes, coffee break Trapped in your world You know you're trappped in your world (Come out of the darkness) Come out of the darkness, over the tower blocks Into the light Go into the rush hour, out of the factory Leave it behind Turn on your TV., back to suburbia, every night Come out of the darkness, over the offices, into the light (Come out of the darkness) Leave work, happy hour, too drunk by far bus full, waterloo, fall asleep on the tube Trapped in your world You know you're trappped in your world Vodka, lemonade, ashtrays, what a shame Poor cow, sits alone, pubs close, go home Trapped in your world You know you're trappped in your world (Come out of the darkness) Wrap Wrap your body around me so we are one Wrap your arms and your legs and your hands and your tounge Wrap your words and your life Your feelings and pain Wrap your cheatin's and your memories Wrap your touch and your shame Wrap your body around me In you I will hide Wrap your cold and your warm Wrap your truth and your lies Wrap your past and your plans Wrap your secrets and hair What you keep to yourself And baby what you share Wrap my body in you Wrap your body around me so it feels like home And where your heart is and your pictures And your keys and clothes Wrap your language and your places Your sex and your taste What you love and you hate Wrap your body around me Till it hurts I said I wanna get lost in your news And your bed Tie me with your juices Your tears and your sweat Take me with your muscles Your teeth and your scent Wrap my body in you... Don't You Ever Marilyn baby, wants to be a pop star She's seventeen, and very unhappy Frankie baby, used to be a big fish He's ethnic boy and aint got no money And Holly wouldn't be so precious If the beach bum beauties Weren't so delicious in Hollywood Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway? Frankie baby, sees punks on the sidewalk Freaks on the freeway Someone blows a kid away Have a nice day And sweet sweet Marilyn A streetwise heroine A tricks, a fix, a fix, a tricks, a fix, a fix She'll do anything And Holly woudn't be so tragic When everybody trips the light fantastic In Hollywood Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway? In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers Who cares anyway? Holly doesn't give a damn... Holly doesn't give a damn... Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway? In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers Turn your head off, turn the music up Dont't let it push you down Out of hand get off Don't ever think of him Don't ever let him in He'll go round and round and round And make your head spin He'll go round and round and round And make your head spin You're a big boy with a big mouth Talkin big time just spit it out Take the back seat till you feel alright You get your own way, all day, every time Love me hate me hurt me and break me Want me take me but don't ever leave me Don't you ever leave me don't you ever don't you ever Push the boat out keep your feelings in He tore your world apart, never start giving him Don't promise anything He'll see the state you've been Hand on your heart, never lasts, didn't it You got a small mind in a small town Let your head spin give me the run around I wish I didn't care, I wish I wasn't there You get your own way, all day, everywhere Want me take me but don't ever leave me But don't ever leave me I wish I didn't care I wish I wasn't there You get your own way All day everywhere Love me hate me hurt me and break me Want me take me but don't ever leave me Hate me hurt me and break me Want me take me but don't ever leave me Hate me hurt me and break me Want me take me but don't ever leave me (Don't you ever leave me) Hate me hurt me and break me Want me take me but don't ever leave me Holly Marilyn baby, wants to be a pop star She's seventeen, and very unhappy Frankie baby, used to be a big fish He's ethnic boy and aint got no money And Holly wouldn't be so precious If the beach bum beauties Weren't so delicious in Hollywood Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway? Frankie baby, sees punks on the sidewalk Freaks on the freeway Someone blows a kid away Have a nice day And sweet sweet Marilyn A streetwise heroine A tricks, a fix, a fix, a tricks, a fix, a fix She'll do anything And Holly woudn't be so tragic When everybody trips the light fantastic In Hollywood Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway? In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers Who cares anyway? Holly doesn't give a d***... Holly doesn't give a d***... Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway? In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers |
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