1. |
Rocket
03:05
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I’ve got myself a big, hot rocket
I can’t stop it flying
Yeah I’ve got myself a big, hot rocket
I can’t stop it flying
And it's getting me in trouble, baby
She just won’t stop crying
Yeah I’ve got myself a big, hot rocket
I can’t stop it flying
Not coming down, down
Not coming down, down
I took it to a spaceman, baby
He said "It needs tying"
I took it to the doctor, baby
He said "Boy, you’re dying"
Well I’m picking up your sales pitch, baby
I need what you’re supplying
Cause I’ve got myself a big, hot rocket
I can’t stop it flying
I heard you've got a parking space
Back at your place, yeah?
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2. |
I Wanna Be Insane
03:52
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She don't talk to me
Cause she's got everything
She's got everything
Living in her dreams
She's got everything
She's got everything
Draw me a line or two
Just a little sin
Just a little sin
Let me you taste you, baby
Let me drink your crazy in
I wanna be insane but I don't wanna lose my mind
I wanna be deranged but I don't wanna lose my mind
Yeah, it's you I want, it's you I want.
I wanna be insane but I don't wanna lose my mind
I'd be up there now
Girl, if I could fly
Oh, if I could fly
I'm gonna steal some wings
See, I wanna get to heaven
But I don't wanna die
I'm calling you up
Telling you I won't go back
Won't go back
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3. |
Sins
02:46
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I'll call her back someday
We'll start the next party
She'll let it go rogue
We'll drink until morning
Walking round, sleeping
We won't be gone long
Just spinning little lies
As I'm driving her home
Come over
Doctor, Doctor, I'm begging you, please
Come over
Doctor, I've got the whole disease
Come over
We are victims of the city
It's hard to be a saint
When the sins are so pretty
There's nothing like a love song
To strengthen the attack on
A pretty little wrong one
I promise I'll be your boyfriend
Yeah, I'll be your boyfriend
I'll be your toy friend
I'll be anything you want
I'll be anything you wanna hear, baby
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4. |
I Would Crawl
02:56
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It's only ocean
They've got planes that fly
They've got boats and motorways
That I can get to you by
Don't you worry about a thing
If the sky falls
If they close the ports
If your Dad says
That I can't see you no more
Don't you worry about a thing
I would swim the whole North Sea
Just to have you for an hour
If I've gotta sneak back into the night
I won't leave a single clue
All of your friends can hunt me
But they'll never stop me getting back to you
Darling, if you asked me to
I would swim the whole North Sea
Just to have you near to me
I would crawl from here to Rome
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