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GORDON BROWN

Golden Brown -The Stranglers

GOOD RIDDANCE

Good Riddance - Green Day

THE GIRL WITH EMPHYSEMA

The Girl from Ipanema

THE TIMES THEY ARE UNSHAVEN

Times they are a changing - Bob Dylan

THESE CRUELISH THINGS

These foolish things

DON’T TRY AND GIVE ME THE WATCHTOWER

All Along the Watchtower - Bob Dylan

GUANTANAMO

Hurricane - Bob Dylan

I WANT TO PAY TO BE A KNIGHT

All Day and all of the Night - The Kinks

THE FIRST MUTT IS THE CHEAPEST

First cut is the deepest - Cat Stevens

DA DO ENRON

Da do Ron Ron

 

LYRICS

70'S PORNO STARS

AIN'T GOT THE BALLS

ALL THE NICE GIRLS

BACK ROOM TONIGHT

BETWEEN THE LINES

BLOWN IT YET AGAIN

CAPTAIN OF INDUSTRY

COME TO ASHFORD

CRAPPY DIESEL TRAIN

FRIENDS REUNITED

GREY IS JUST BLONDE

LESSONS OF MASS CONSTRUCTION

LOCK 'EM UP AND THROW AWAY THE KEATS

MAKING A MEAL OF IT

MASTER CARD LISA

PRETTY GIRL

SEPTICAEMIA

SERVING SUGGESTIONS

TESTOSTERONE TERRY

WHEN WILL WE EVER LEARN

YOU DON’T WANT…

Bad Track Records

LYRICS:

WORDS BY COLIN BAILEY

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Sarcastic, facetious and downright vicious lyrics, satire, parody and irreverent comment, tosh, twaddle and opinionated verbiage from the townships of East Sussex by artistic layabout Colin Bailey

SARCASTIC, FACETIOUS AND VICIOUS LYRICS, SATIRE, PARODY AND IRREVERENT COMMENT, TOSH, TWADDLE AND OPINIONATED VERBIAGE FROM THE TOWNSHIPS OF EAST SUSSEX BY ARTISTIC LAYABOUT COLIN BAILEY

COME TO ASHFORD

 

Move from the city; to a far less crowded place

Take life a little slower; at a cleaner, greener pace

Better for the children; no more hanging out on the street

The foods more natural, here; so much healthier to eat

 

Come to Ashford; before Ashford comes to you

Rows and rows of little boxes; marching slowly into view

 

The parking is easy; work’s an hour away

Now that they’ve just built; that nice new motorway

And the shops are getting bigger; the fields are filling fast

The signal on your mobiles better, now they’ve built more masts

 

Come to Ashford; before Ashford comes to you

Rows and rows of little boxes; marching slowly into view

 

The Sky is bathed in orange; the traffic’s  a constant drone

Its just like back in London, now; Just look how this town’s grown

But out on the edges; the illusion starts anew

Another exclusive development; another “Woodland View”

 

Come on, come to Ashford; before Ashford comes to you

Rows and rows of little boxes; marching slowly into view

 

 

We have a lock!
GORDON BROWN Live!