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Whistling tunes
We hide in the dunes by the seaside
Whistling tunes
We're kissing baboons in the jungle
It's a knockout
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers
War without tears
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers
War without tears
Games without frontiers
War without tears

When two tribes go to war
A point is all that you can score
(Score them all, score them all)
When two tribes go to war
A point is all that you can score
(Working for the black gas)

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today, yeah
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

Oh, mama liked the roses
she grew them in the yard
But Winter always came around
and made the growing way too hard
Oh, mama liked the roses
and when she had the time
She'd decorate the living room
for all us kids to see
When I hear the Sunday bells
ringing in the morning
I remember crying
when she used to sing
Oh, mama liked the roses
but most of all she cared
About the way we learned to live
And if we said our prayers

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick
On the cigarettes there in the ashtray
Lyin' cold the way you left 'em
But at least your lips caressed them
While you packed
Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee
That you poured and didn't drink
But at least you thought you wanted it
That's so much more than I can say for me
What a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin'
Funny, I don't even care
As you turn to walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
It's been a good year for the roses

Every bursted bubble has a glory!
Each abysmal failure makes a point!
Every glowing path that goes astray,
Shows you how to find a better way.
So every time you stumble never grumble.
Next time you'll bumble even less!
For up from the ashes, up from the ashes, grow the roses of success!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses of success!
Oh yes!
Grow the roses!
Those rosy roses!
From the ashes of disaster grow the roses of success!

What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That's what you get for all your trouble
I'll never fall in love again
I'll never fall in love again

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt
You say "what did you do it with him today?"
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
You know that I'm no good

You're no good, you're no good, you're no good
Baby, you're no good
I'm gonna say it again
You're no good, you're no good, you're no good

Broken heart, was gentle and true
I left a girl for someone like you
I'll beg her forgiveness on bended knee
But I wouldn't blame her if she said to me

You're no good, you're no good, you're no good
Baby, you're no good

Oh baby, why don't you come home?
Oh baby, don't you leave me alone
Oh baby, been away for far too long
When you get home, gonna sing you this song
They're gonna know 'cos you've been treating me wrong
Oh baby, been away for far too long
Oh baby, why don't you come home?
Oh baby, don't you leave me alone
Oh baby, been away for far too long

You don't know what's going on
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch my baby
My poor old fashioned baby
I said baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today, yeah
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
Oh, what's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)

There's something happening here
But what it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop
Children, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
It's time we stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?

Stop! In the name of love
Before you break my heart
Stop! In the name of love
Before you break my heart
Think it over
Think it over
I've known of your
Your secluded nights
I've even seen her
Maybe once or twice
But is her sweet expression
Worth more than my love and affection?
But this time before you leave my arms
And rush off to her charms
(Think it over) Haven't I been good to you?
(Think it over) Haven't I been sweet to you

Un-break my heart
Say you'll love me again
Undo this hurt you caused
When you walked out the door
And walked out of my life
Un-cry these tears
I cried so many nights
Un-break my heart
My heart

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here
My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer
A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North
The birthpace of valour, the country of worth
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove
The hills of the Highlands forever I love
Farewell to the mountains high covered with snow
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here
My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer
Chasing the wild deer and following the roe
My heart's in the Highlands
Wherever I go

Farewell to all our Scottish fame
Farewell our ancient glory
Farewell even to our Scottish name
Sae fam'd in martial story
Now Sark runs over the Solway sands
And Tweed runs to the ocean
To mark where England's province stands:
Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!

I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Young girl, her outta my mind
My love for you is way out of line
Better run girl, you're much too young, girl.

..get outta..

She got that smile, and that body is to die for
One of a kind, and that's why it makes me cry
'Cause I found a girl who's in love with a girl
She said that she tried, but she's not into guys
Oh, why? Tell me, why did I fall for those eyes?
She said I was nice, but she's not into guys
I found a girl
I should've known to walk away then
I should've left it alone, but when she called me on the phone
We'll be hanging again under the premise of friends
But now, she only talks to me about some other woman, she says
"She got that smile, and that body is to die for
One of a kind, and that's why it makes me cry"

And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day
Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame

If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
That you don't see the tears
Just let me grieve
In private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by

I have often walked
Down the street before,
But the pavement always stayed
Beneath my feet before
All at once am I
Several stories high,
Knowing I'm on the street where you live
Are there lilac trees
In the heart of town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour
Out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live

I lost myself on a cool, damp night
I gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotised by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
Makes me see what I want to see
And be what I want to be
When I think more than I want to think
I do things I never should do
I drink much more that I ought to drink
Because it brings me back you