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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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Tousled haired little Scamp!

BAD TRACK RECORDS!

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

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MASTERCARD LISA Live!

MASTERCARD LISA

She's Mastercard Lisa  

the magnetic strip teaser

She relaxes with access

and works out with Visa

 

Her shopping is ceaseless, pointless, tireless and tasteless

she only reads labels on a need to know basis

Never worries about  colour, price, shape or size

If it fits in the bag then that’s the one that she buys

 

She holds all the cards, now she got the full set

From Albania to Zaire; She’s third world debt

The balance weighs heavy and the interest piles high

She can add several points to the month’s RPI

 

Its seems all too much for one purse to afford

Never reads statements; interest rates leave her bored

She’s a rough diamond with many flawed facets

Gave her husband the elbow but kept hold of his assets

 

Its retail therapy and it makes her feel good

It lets her feel much better than any man ever could

So she won’t stop shopping and what the hell does it matter

Even if most of never comes out of the wrapper?