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 +====== Paroles ======
 +===== Cock Sparrer =====
 +==== Argy Bargy==== 
  
 +It started off like any other show 
 +Sunday nights on the radio 
 +Terry played the songs we wanted to hear 
 +And Terry said things no one else would dare 
 +He gave it all that he had to give 
 +They said it was his only reason to live 
 +But we just listened to the rock n roll 
 +Terry the DJ's radio show 
 +
 +He gave it some of that Argy Bargy 
 +Giving it all the chat 
 +He gave it some of that Argy Bargy 
 +Now what do you think of that 
 +
 +Then came the evening of the Mile End row 
 +The Ol' Bill found out, I don't know how 
 +We know they tried to lock us up that night 
 +We were ready for a fight 
 +Terry came onto the air at ten 
 +He said the filth were waiting for us then 
 +Down at the Black Boy they were there in force 
 +And he was right of course 
 +
 +They told him that he'd better change the song 
 +They said to tell us that the kids were wrong 
 +They gave him one more Sunday night to get it right 
 +That was the night when the girls all cried 
 +That was the night that he said goodbye 
 +'Cos no matter who paid him, Terry never told us a lie
 +
 +
 +==== Because You're Young==== 
 +
 +Because you're young, sharp as a knife 
 +You need that buzz to come alive 
 +Out on the edge, out on the town 
 +You ain't got time to settle down 
 +You're always sure, you're always right 
 +You see it all in black and white 
 +You never listen to anyone 
 +Because you're young 
 +
 +Because you're young, you're torn between 
 +A world of hate and a world of dreams 
 +So much to lose, so much to gain 
 +So much to fight for, so much to change 
 +You don't look back, you don't look down 
 +You gotta turn everything around 
 +You live your life like a loaded gun 
 +Because you're young 
 +
 +Stop talking back, get off the phone 
 +You're late again, you missed the last bus home 
 +This ain't the way you wanna live 
 +I know something's got to give 
 +You're always sure, you're always right 
 +You see it all in black and white 
 +You never listen to anyone 
 +Because you're young
 +
 +==== Droogs don't run ==== 
 +
 +Droogs don't run 
 +
 +If you're in any trouble 
 +You know we'll be right there 
 +Don't take no shit from no one 
 +We'll fight 'em anywhere 
 +So remember who your friends are 
 +If you wanna keep breathing air 
 +
 +Your droogie is your brother 
 +Someone you can trust 
 +He comes before your mother 
 +He comes before your lust 
 +We gotta stick together 
 +This town belongs to us
 +
 +
 +==== Out On An Island==== 
 +
 +Everybody's got a number tattooed on their soul 
 +And the time's gonna come boy, when your number's called 
 +Everybody gets a uniform and a hut to live in 
 +They give you your rank, you tell 'em your next of kin 
 +And there's no escape for the likes of you, my friend 
 +
 +*But I'm gonna be out on an island 
 +In the middle of the bright blue sea 
 +Out on an island 
 +Where nobody's gonna bother looking for me 
 +
 +Everybody gets the training in the wind and the rain 
 +Ten miles cross country, driving you insane 
 +Everybody gets to jump the hoop and march in time 
 +You just gotta remember you gotta toe the line 
 +So don't go looking over your shoulder for me 
 +
 +Every number's a hero and every hero's a son 
 +But every son's just a number when the battle's begun 
 +So don't go waiting on the corner for me 
 +
 +And I'm gonna be out on an island, out on an island...
 +
 +
 +==== Riot Squad==== 
 +
 +When we were at school I thought he had it sussed 
 +Fighting the law with the rest of us 
 +Smoking, drinking, acting cool 
 +'Til they started treating him like a fool 
 +Then he stayed on his own for most of the time 
 +Dreaming dreams of a life of crime 
 +In and out of trouble, he cheated and lied 
 +But who'd have thought he'd join the other side 
 +
 +He's in the riot squad 
 +The wanna fight squad 
 +The shoot on sight squad 
 +For law and right 
 +
 +Down to Hendon with the boys in blue 
 +It's amazing what a few weeks can do 
 +Out in the car, out on the street 
 +South of the river on the frontline beat 
 +
 +Cracking heads, it was all a game 
 +A finger was pointed and he got the blame 
 +Now he's back where he started, he ain't got a pound 
 +Queing with the sorts he used to kick around
 +
 +
 +==== Secret Army==== 
 +
 +Collecting funds for the holy fight 
 +Like a door to door salesman in the dead of night 
 +Russian guns help him on his way 
 +Bought with money from the U.S.A. 
 +
 +*And the ordinary people say "what's it for" 
 +And the ordinary people say "we want no more" 
 +But the man at the top knows how to do the most harm 
 +He's in the secret army 
 +
 +And this man with a gun says "not a sound" 
 +"I want this aeroplane turned around" 
 +He spent his life learning how to fill a man with lead 
 +He'll probably spend the rest of it dead 
 +
 +When a bomb goes off in a city street 
 +When a man gets killed for his beliefs 
 +When a mother cries for the son she had 
 +That's when the world's gone mad
 +
 +
 +==== We're Coming Back==== 
 +
 +We're coming back, we're coming back 
 +We're coming back to you 
 +We're never gonna go away again 
 +Hold on a little longer, try a little harder 
 +'Til we're arm in arm together to the end 
 +
 +*So remember out there somewhere you've got a friend 
 +And you'll never walk alone again 
 +
 +Don't get worried, don't get scared 
 +We're fighting to get there 
 +Never doubt we're gonna get through 
 +We're gonna run, we're gonna crawl 
 +Kick down every wall 
 +It won't be long, we're coming back to you
 +
 +
 +==== Where Are They Now==== 
 +
 +I believed in Julie when she said how easy it could be 
 +And I believed in Tommy and his written words of anarchy 
 +And I believed in Joe when he said we had to fight 
 +And I believed in Jimmy when he told us to unite 
 +
 +*Where are they now 
 +Where are they, six years on and they've all gone 
 +Now it's all turned sour 
 +Where are they now 
 +
 +Hollywood nights in SoHo 
 +Writing on the walls of the Roxy loo 
 +Rotten on the telly 
 +Showing what a few choice words can do 
 +Was it ever worth it 
 +Causing all the fuss 
 +You know I believed in them 
 +Don't you believe in us 
 +
 +No more kids are innocent 
 +We will get fooled again 
 +Only faces ever change 
 +The song remains the same</font></p>
 +<p align="center"><font style="font-size: 8pt" face="Verdana">==== Battersea 
 +Bardot==== 
 +
 +With your hair so white you could light up the night
 +Burning out like a shooting star
 +From the stage to The Squeeze, from T.V. to striptease
 +I loved you in the back of my car
 +Nobody’s gonna tell you what to do
 +Nobody’s gonna mess around with you
 +You’ll never give up the fight, not Carol White
 +
 +Cathy come home, where have you been, it’s been so long since you went away
 +From monochrome to the silver screen, the Battersea Bardot, that’s what they say
 +
 +With that smile in your eyes you could tell me no lies
 +Play it hard, take the smooth with the rough
 +Just a pearl in world full of users of girls
 +One jump ahead for a while, not long enough
 +Nobody’s gonna tell you what to do
 +Nobody’s gonna mess around with you
 +You’ll never give up the fight, not Carol White
 +
 +
 +==== BATS OUT==== 
 +
 +Just another tour, just another gig, just another sound and lighting rig
 +A rock n’ roll show and a couple of beers but some of those boys had other ideas
 +A sign on the wall made it perfectly clear: no guns, no bombs, no knives in here
 +
 +Potsdam rocks but we should have been told of freedoms new and rivals old
 +We played the set and we encored fast, then the dressing room door was locked at 
 +last
 +In retrospect, the mistake was the fact that the sign didn’t say: no baseball 
 +bats
 +
 +Bats out, get your bats out
 +
 +There’s always dark before the dawn, there’s always still before the storm
 +From calm to chaos in a flash, the bottles flew, the place got trashed
 +Then, through the noise, we heard the shout: get your bats out, get your bats 
 +out
 +
 +Bats out, get your bats out
 +
 +And the ballroom now was a battlefield and we thought that someone might get 
 +killed
 +We saw it all but we never knew what reasons lay behind that feud
 +And we wondered if it was fate or not to destroy only thing you’ve got
 +
 +Bats out, get your bats out
 +
 +==== I FEEL A DEATH COMING ON==== 
 +
 +I see it in the women, the coldness in their eyes
 +So shallow in their minds, so predictable in desire
 +I see it in the bosses whose hands hold people’s lives
 +So stupid in promotion of old boys, sycophants and liars
 +
 +And I feel a death coming on
 +
 +The job I do is boring, they all hate me anyway
 +The days are long, the nights are just an alcoholic haze
 +The weekends come and go, nothing different, nothing new
 +I smoke because I need to and I drink because there’s nothing else to do
 +
 +And I feel a death coming on
 +
 +Somebody always fucks it up with a knife in the back or a bullet in the guts
 +One door opens, another one shuts, somebody always fucks it up
 +
 +People think I’m crazy but I’m gonna make ‘em pay
 +Let ‘em laugh for now, the tears will soon be hear to stay
 +A chance is all I asked but heads stay buried in the sand
 +Going out in a blaze of glory, that’s the only thing they’ll understand
 +
 +And I feel a death coming on
 +
 +
 +==== EAST END GIRL==== 
 +
 +When she's hot it's the heat of a burning at the stake 
 +And when she's cold it's the chill of a frozen Moscow lake
 +And when she smiles is it real or the smile an assassin makes 
 +Before he sends you to hell ?
 +She's an east end girl
 +
 +When she sighs it's the sigh of a sleeping tiger's stir
 +And when she cries it's a storm like the world has never heard
 +And when she lies you'll believe in every single word 
 +Coz you can never tell
 +With an east end girl
 +
 +And when they're kicking down the door she'll be there at your side
 +They'll never take her alive coz she's an east end girl
 +
 +She's dangerous and beautiful and proud
 +With her feet on the ground and her head high in the clouds
 +And all it takes is one look through a late night party crowd 
 +To put you under the spell
 +Of an east end girl
 +
 +And she may move to the country or the coast
 +For the kids and the Volvo and the Sunday roast
 +But there's one thing her posh neighbours can never boast
 +Underneath her shell
 +She's an east end girl.
 +
 +
 +==== BEFORE THE FLAME DIES==== 
 +
 +People say that life ain't fair
 +And then they say what you give comes round the same
 +What can you believe ?
 +I say if you want passion in your life
 +You can't be afraid of pain
 +You've got to get out and live
 +Coz freedom's a curse but boredom's even worse
 +There's a spirit inside that needs to fly.
 +
 +Oi, Oi, Oi is the call
 +Oi, Oi, Oi, do it all
 +Oi, Oi, Oi before the flame dies
 +
 +Don't give in, don't compromise,
 +That's what I'm told by everyone I know
 +Don't sit on the fence
 +While others say just take your time, don't rock the boat,
 +Keep moving with the flow
 +It's just not making sense
 +Coz life is all you've got
 +It's worth another shot
 +Stand or fall, but give it one more try
 +
 +Oi, Oi, Oi is the call
 +Oi, Oi, Oi, do it all
 +Oi, Oi, Oi before the flame dies
 +
 +You can crawl on your belly for a lifetime
 +Never reaching for the sky
 +Just knocking at the door
 +Or stand up for an hour, all guns blazing,
 +Let 'em know you'd rather die 
 +Than take it anymore
 +
 +When all around is going wrong
 +And nothing seems to fall right into place
 +Remember every word
 +Don't believe everything that's said
 +You must believe there's just too much to waste
 +Be sure you're always heard
 +Coz freedom's a curse but boredom's even worse
 +There's a spirit inside that needs to fly.
 +
 +Oi, Oi, Oi is the call
 +Oi, Oi, Oi, do it all
 +Oi, Oi, Oi before the flame dies
 +
 +
 +==== GOODBYE==== 
 +
 +We were born by the Thames’ running water, sons of the social disorder
 +Go to school, get a job, be a fool or a yob and prepare yourself for gaol
 +But we tired of the constant surrender to those with a hidden agenda
 +So we fought with the best, now it’s time for a rest as we say our last farewell
 +
 +Goodbye, we’re calling it day, we’re having it away, we’re gonna say goodbye
 +Goodbye, there’s nothing left to say, we’re getting in the way
 +We’re gonna say goodbye
 +
 +For the holidays in Devon, for the spirit of seventy-seven
 +For the laughs and the ligs and the drinks and the gigs
 +And the making of the fuss
 +For the friends who knew just where to find us
 +For the mates who were always behind us
 +When you’re next in a pub or a bar or a club, have a drink on us
 +
 +Goodbye, we’re calling it day, we’re having it away, we’re gonna say goodbye
 +Goodbye, there’s nothing left to say, we’re getting in the way
 +We’re gonna say goodbye
 +
 +
 +==== LIES ?==== 
 +
 +Cheats never prosper, crime don't pay, The meek shall inherit come judgement 
 +day,
 +Peace in our time, no pain no gain, management decisions, insurance claims,
 +The slow but sure will always win it, there's one born every minute
 +
 +It's a lie
 +
 +The cheque's in the post, you won't feel a thing, the power of prayer and the 
 +deadly sins,
 +You're as young as you feel, your mother knows best, the truth will out, young 
 +man go west,
 +The end can justify the means, God save the queen
 +
 +It's a lie
 +
 +Breeding counts, lambs to the slaughter, who dares wins, blood's thicker than 
 +water,
 +Expense accounts, graduation days, a friend in need, a spade's a spade,
 +The power and the glory, the country's burning, the lady's not for turning
 +
 +It's a lie
 +
 +Mega-buck deals, interest rates, fortune tellers and the hand of fate,
 +Credit ratings, human rights, the seven wonders, another street fight,
 +Global warming and cleaner seas, here come the cavalry
 +
 +It's a lie
 +
 +
 +==== I LIVE IN MARBELLA (Working Part 3)==== 
 +
 +Well I worked on a site and I soldered up pipes
 +And I still ended up with nothing left to show
 +So I thought I’d give it one more go
 +I met this bloke and I thought it was a joke
 +When he asked if I had it in my heart to rob
 +What he meant was a nice bank job
 +So I thought I’d give it one more try, one final chance before I die
 +I got me a gun and a ticket to the sun
 +
 +And now I live in Marbella, the sun, the sand, I’ve got the lot
 +And I live in Marbella coz I’d rather live there than not
 +
 +I met with the mob and we set up a job
 +The ugliest bunch of gits you’d wanna meet
 +In a pub down in Denmark Street
 +Then I take to the wheel and we rob and we steel
 +Without a hitch we’re running out the door
 +Coz the manager’s my brother-in-law
 +Then we’re sharing out the dough, jump in a cab out to Heathrow
 +Time for one more drink before I go
 +
 +And now I live in Marbella, the sun, the sand, I’ve got the lot
 +And I live in Marbella coz I’d rather live there than not
 +
 +My apartment’s cool, it’s even got a pool
 +Marble everywhere and a maid to change the sheets
 +I make her come twice a week
 +And I drink in the bars with T.V. stars
 +Eastenders, Brookside, Coronation Street
 +I’ve landed on my feet
 +And my mates pop over from the Smoke
 +For a swim and a sunbathe and some coke
 +Money and friends, what a happy end
 +
 +
 +==== TART==== 
 +
 +There's something we both know
 +You're meant for me but even so
 +If I offered you the chance
 +You'd probably still say no
 +I've got to get it through to you
 +You know you really want me to
 +You've ignored me from the start
 +You stuck-up, two-faced tart.
 +
 +You can't fight fate
 +I should ask you for a date
 +I know some day you'll come for me
 +But I just can't wait
 +You're really messing me about
 +When I come in you're going out
 +It should be tearing me apart
 +You stuck-up, two-faced tart
 +
 +You'll fall in love with me, I guarantee
 +I've had enough of your lies and your abuses
 +Me, I'm your destiny
 +I don't want any more hair-wash excuses
 +
 +It's oh, so sad
 +It's driving me mad
 +What's wrong with me
 +I ain't that bad
 +I can't take more
 +I'm kicking down your door
 +When you're alone in the dark
 +You stuck-up, two-faced tart
 +
 +
 +==== TIME TO BE ME==== 
 +
 +So you think you’re gonna cause a splash
 +You’re gonna make some cash
 +You’re gonna open every door
 +With the wind in your hair and the sun on your face
 +Everything’s gonna fall into place
 +You’re so sure
 +And you take whatever you can while you sit at home making your plans
 +And if you ever gave a damn, that was long ago, it’s over and done
 +Now you think about number one
 +
 +Now it’s time to be me, that’s all you ever shout
 +But you never do anything about it
 +Now it’s time to be me, I hear it every day, it’s easy to say
 +But life gets in the way
 +
 +You ring me up when you’ve had a smoke
 +With your crazy ideas you’re just full of coke and hot air
 +A winning smile is all you’ve got 
 +But you ain’t got a brain and you ain’t got a pot
 +Don’t you care?
 +You’re always home watching sky T.V.
 +Or down the pub poncing drinks off me
 +Telling everybody what you’re gonna be
 +Well I’ve had enough you lazy sod
 +Get off your arse and get a job
 +
 +Now it’s time to be me, that’s all you ever shout
 +But you never do anything about it
 +Now it’s time to be me, I hear it every day, it’s easy to say
 +But life gets in the way</font></p>
 +<p align="center"><font style="font-size: 8pt" face="Verdana">==== WORKING==== 
 +
 +I been working all day for me mate on the site running around like a blue arsed 
 +fly (chorus) i been working, working all day for me mate every bleeding minute i 
 +been on the go up and down the ladder like a fiddler's elbow i been working, i 
 +been working all day for me mate wait for tomorrow at half past ten when i sign 
 +on, but until then i'll be working, working all day for me mate. aint' got no 
 +cards, don't pay no tax for a score in me hand i'll be breaking me back call me 
 +a crook, call me bent, but i need more than food and rent they try to follow me 
 +every day i give 'em the slip and i'm on my way none of the other blokes thinks 
 +it's wrong 'coz every one of 'em's signing on the benefit boys are out of touch 
 +what they don't know won't hurt 'em much if i'm caught i'll go down for a month 
 +or three but they'll still be paying out looking after me.
 +
 +
 +==== TAKE 'EM ALL==== 
 +
 +We worked our way up from east end pubs to gigs and back stage passes ex-boxing 
 +champs, west end clubs, americans in dark glasses driving ten grand cars, they 
 +drink in hotel bars they're even making money in bed. they wouldn't be no loss, 
 +they aint worth a toss it's about time they all dropped dead (chorus) take 'em 
 +all take 'em all put 'em up against a wall and shoot 'em short and tall, watch 
 +'em fall, come on boys take 'em all well tough shit boys, it aint our fault your 
 +record didn't make it we made you dance, you had your chance, but you didn'
 +take it well, i gotta go make another deal sign another group for the company i 
 +don't suppose we'll ever meet again you'd better get back to the factory
 +
 +
 +==== ENGLAND BELONGS TO ME==== 
 +
 +Years of being told you ain't as good as us join the line, sign your name and 
 +they all said that our country's going bust but no-one's fooling us again 
 +(chorus) england belong's to me a nation's pride the dirty water on the river no 
 +one can take away our memory england belong's to me we'll show the world that 
 +the boys are back to stay and you all know what we can do heads held high, 
 +fighting all the way, for the red, white, and blue.
 +
 +
 +==== WATCH YOUR BACK==== 
 +
 +Everybody's talking about revolution everybody's talking about smash the state 
 +sounds to me like the final solution left wing, right wing, full of hate 
 +(chorus) we don't wanna fight, because you tell us to so watch your back when 
 +you attack 'coz we might just turn on you things get worse with every hour, the 
 +future fades into the past all they want is total power, climbing on the backs 
 +of the working class we don't wanna be part of no new religion we don't wanna be 
 +part of a political dream we just wanna get on living our lives
 +
 +
 +==== I GOT YOUR NUMBER==== 
 +
 +It can't be right what i'm reading here no one believes in all this stuff no 
 +more our ideas don't see eye to eye you get your press with a pocketfull of lies 
 +telling everybody every word is true one day soon they're gonna see through you 
 +(chorus) i got your number, you can fool some people some part of the time i got 
 +your number i aint ever gonna toe that particular partyline there'll be some 
 +people gonna back you up but don't look here for moral support don't you ask no 
 +favours from me i don't believe in charity telling everybody you're wonderful 
 +what are you gonna do when there's no one left to tell it to you think you're so 
 +special, but you're only fooling tell your lies to anyone but me
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