Shooting pains in my chest Bullets popping in my breast There’s no need to get upset I ain’t dead yet! They often say its hard to face the truth My medications going through the roof Tags and jags and bitter pills asunder But they’re not gonna put me six feet under! Shooting pains in my chest Bullets popping in my breast There’s no need to get upset I ain’t dead yet! Now my body’s shaking like a leaf My breathing disappears just like a thief A doctors visit think I’ll try and duck it It isn’t time for me to kick the bucket! Shooting pains in my chest Bullets popping in my breast There’s no need to get upset I ain’t dead yet! Over in the corner looking fine Is a fancy coffin made of pine It sure does make a poorly person grin But I’m not ready yet for climbing in! Shooting pains in my chest Bullets popping in my breast There’s no need to get upset I ain’t dead yet! INSTRUMENTAL - Chorus My heart is racing, lungs are feeling sore The Grim Reaper’s knocking at my door He calls my name with such a gleeful shout Don’t ya know I ain’t coming out! Shooting pains in my chest Bullets popping in my breast There’s no need to get upset I ain’t dead yet! Temperature rising like a jet Breaking out in bloody sweat Gravestone casts a silhouette I ain’t dead yet!
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WHITE SMOKE – by Philip Hawkins [Verse 1] Can you feel it? It moves across the ground Can you hear it? It doesn’t make a sound [Pre-chorus] No one knows how it will make you feel It seems to have some strange appeal Can you tell me – is it even real? [Chorus] Tumbling down, before it tries to climb Rumbling round, its running out of time Bright cloak, coming from the past White smoke, it’s never gonna last Instrumental [Verse 2] Can you see it? It’s coming from the east Can you sense it? It moves just like a beast [Pre-chorus] Is it some kind of energy? Carrying a weight of mystery? Do you think, it will set us free? [Chorus] Tumbling down, before it tries to climb Rumbling round, its running out of time Bright cloak, coming from the past White smoke, it’s never gonna last
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Don’t you know, we once were famed for rhyme When we were in our prime, once upon a time But now clever lyrics tax their brain, It caused them too much strain, the poets they have slain Ohhh, there are no poets anymore They went and shut the door, threw our gifts upon the floor Our haunting words once made imaginations roar But like the dinosaur, there are no poets anymore They don’t want rhymes that they cannot understand Their songs they like them bland, they don’t want nothing grand Now we find there’s no mystery No ambiguity, no feelings we can see Ohhh, there are no poets anymore They went and shut the door, threw our gifts upon the floor Our haunting words once made imaginations roar But like the dinosaur, there are no poets anymore [Middle] [Bridge] There are no poets anymore No poets anymore No poets anymore There are no poets anymore No poets anymore No poets anymore [Chorus 2] Ohhh, there are no poets anymore They went and shut the door, threw our gifts upon the floor Our haunting words once made imaginations roar But like the dinosaur, there are no poets anymore Instrumental There was a time, when our emotions got stirred But now the lines are blurred, rhythmic patterns left unheard And now there’s nothing that is worse Than a silent universe, lonely echoes of a curse Ohhh, there are no poets anymore They went and shut the door, threw our gifts upon the floor Our haunting words once made imaginations roar But like the dinosaur, there are no poets anymore
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[Verse 1] Maddie McMimm, was very slim, lived on the rim Behind the village green One day her plants, were ate by ants, now her underpants Are seldom seen [Chorus] All the crazy loons, are running free Hope I don’t lose, my sanity So help me out, gonna have a breakdown All the crazy loons, have come to town [Verse 2] Jilted Jack, lived round the back, had a heart attack When a big dog coughed They found beehives, and edible chives, and two spares wives Kept in his loft Chorus [Verse 3] Bonnie McGrew, jumped the queue, at the Tesco loo Whilst on her diet When the staff found out, there was a quite a shout, someone threw a sprout That started a riot Chorus INSTRUMENTAL Chorus [Verse 4] Joe McWeird, was greatly feared, grew a beard That covered his head He learnt some slang, then joined a gang, the whole shebang And now he’s dead Chorus 2x
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VERSE [ONE]: MEEMEE’S MOTHER THINKS IT’S COOL TO KEEP HER KID AWAY FROM SCHOOL BUT MEEMEE’S MOTHER WILL SOON FIND OUT WHAT LIVING WITH MEEMEE’S ALL ABOUT CHORUS: MEEMEE’S MOTHER THINKS IT’S FINE TO SEE HER CHILDREN DOING TIME MEEMEE’S MOTHER SAYS IT’S OKAY WHEN LITTLE MEEMEE COMES OUT TO PLAY VERSE [TWO]: MEEMEE’S MOTHER GETS HOME FROM WORK FINDS HER CHILD HAS GONE BERSERK WELL THAT’S THE PRICE YOU HAVE TO PAY FOR LEAVING MEEMEE HOME ALONE ALL DAY CHORUS: MEEMEE’S MOTHER THINKS IT’S FINE TO SEE HER CHILDREN DOING TIME MEEMEE’S MOTHER SAYS IT’S OKAY WHEN LITTLE MEEMEE COMES OUT TO PLAY MIDDLE: MEEMEE’S MOTHER IS SHORT OF CASH SPENT HER MONEY ON FAGS AND TRASH OH, WHY IS THE SYSTEM SUCH A JERK? HAVE TO SEND YOUNG MEEMEE OUT TO WORK CHORUS: MEEMEE’S MOTHER THINKS IT’S FINE TO SEE HER CHILDREN DOING TIME MEEMEE’S MOTHER SAYS IT’S OKAY WHEN LITTLE MEEMEE COMES OUT TO PLAY INSTRUMENTAL: CHORUS: MEEMEE’S MOTHER THINKS IT’S FINE TO SEE HER CHILDREN DOING TIME MEEMEE’S MOTHER SAYS IT’S OKAY WHEN LITTLE MEEMEE COMES OUT TO PLAY
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