I Can Never Get This Muck From Round My Eyes Dunno Why I Bother Sometimes Painting My Face Up, For The Kill A Little Bit Of Glitter Goes A Long, Long Way But If You Never See My Face How Will You Know If You Feel Is Real.. Read »

Wise: Boys! And What I Was Thinking Was, Er ... Would You Like To Do A Number With Us, You Know, We'd Like To Do A Number Together Beatles: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Wise: You Fancy That? Great! Morecambe: Yeah-eh! It's The Kay Si.. Read »

You Know You Want To Make Me: Shout! Take My Finger! Shout! Throw My Hands Back! Shout! Kick My Heels Up! Shout! Come On Now. Shout! Take It Easy Shout! Take It Easy Shout! Take It Easy Shout! A Little Bit Sof.. Read »

Once I First Heard The Sound Of Ska Then My Feet Began To Move My Legs And Arms Got A Life Of Their Own To This Beat They Can’t Refuse I’m Telling You Ska, Rocksteady, Ska, Rocksteady Ska, Rockstedy The Jamaican W.. Read »

He´s A Real Nowhere Man Sitting In His Nowhere Land Making All His Nowhere Plans For Nobody Doesn´t Have A Point Of View Knows Not Where He´s Going To Isn´t He A Bit Like You And Me Nowhere Man, Please Listen,.. Read »

Not Guilty For Getting In Your Way While You're Trying To Steal The Day. Not Guilty And I'm Not Here For The Rest, I'm Not Trying To Steal Your Vest. I Am Not Trying To Be Smart, I Only Want What I Can Get. I'm Real.. Read »

Martha My Dear Though I Spend Days In Conversation Please Remember Me Martha My Love Don't Forget Me Martha My Dear Hold You Head Up You Silly Girl Look What You've Done When You Find Yourself In The Thick Of It Hel.. Read »

I'm Looking Through You Where Did You Go I Thought I Knew You What Did I Know You Don't Look Different But You Have Changed I'm Looking Through You You're Not The Same Your Lips Are Moving I Cannot Hear You Voice.. Read »

Brian Matthew: Is That It? Is That The End? Paul: Yeah, Yeah, That's It. John: Fade, Fade! Brian: Good Track. Oh, Well, We'll Stop There, Stop There, Stop There. John: What An End! Brian: Quiet! All Right, George. John:.. Read »

She's Not A Girl Who Misses Much Do Do Do Do Do Do Oh, Yeah She's Well Acquainted With The Touch Of The Velvet Hand Like A Lizard On A Window Pain The Man In The Crowd With The Multicolored Mirror On His Hobnail Boots.. Read »