1. |
Gardener
03:59
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I know in my mind she thought that I was rich
I know in her mind she thought that he was rich
I damn well know she thinks that she is fit
Her eyes did go wide as she looked at your face
You lucky lady
Was his idea not mine but was it your idea
You like them, then buy them, it's not my choice my dear
She looked at me thinking she knew what I was like
I bet he's the gardener, I sure tell the type
You lucky lady
Well maybe the gent can pay
Well maybe the gent can pay
Or maybe he won't
You lucky lady
You lucky lady
You lucky lady
You lucky lady
You lucky lady
You lucky lady
You lucky lady
You lucky lady
You lucky lady she said
You lucky lady she said
You lucky lady she said
You lucky lady she said
You lucky lady she said
You lucky lady she said
You lucky lady she said
You lucky lady
Well maybe the gent can pay
Well maybe the gent can pay
Or maybe he won't
The husband he said he was just the other day
She's looking at me like she thinks I'm gonna pay
Principles stop me and at half that price
Her eyes did go wide as she looked at your face
You lucky lady
Well maybe the gent can pay
Well maybe the gent can pay
Or maybe he won't
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2. |
Inside
04:25
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You are, you will see
You lie but still you sleep
You keep all you take
You learn but still you ache, you ache
Inside
Always
Inside
There's the ebb and there's the flow
You pull it in just to watch it go, go, go
First the floods, yeah but then the rain
The hurt, the shame, the shame
Inside
Always
Inside
Given chance, give the best
Given chance less and less and less and less and
Lesson learned, lesson understood
But in your heart, you know you still would, you would
Get inside
Get inside
Get inside
Always
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3. |
Happiness
04:26
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You are the best thing since my walls came tumbling down
Cos the mirror in my bathroom hides the tears of this clown
I'm one step beyond the thought of a better day
Cos if I'm with someone like you then you have to go my way
Smile for me
Smile for me
Start to breathe
If hanging on the telephone it brings a higher tide
We'll march on 'til it breaks but where will you hide
You're a strange little girl, you lie there, till you're golden brown
Just dying the rat race in this ghost like town
Smile for me
Smile for me
Start to breathe
Smile for me
Smile for me
Start to breathe
Why are you so mad
Smile for me
Why are you so mad
Smile for me
Why are you so mad
Why don't you breathe
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Boss Madra England, UK
Ian Stevens - guitar, vocals
Matt Cox - bass, vocals
James Baldwin - drums, weeny amounts of backing vocals
Midlands, UK
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