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<title>Ferdi Means Ucup</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 08:31:11 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Cry For Help</title>
<description>And it really hurts when I&#x27;m thinking about you
my bet is you feel the same
And it just gets worse
all these promises were cruel
but my bet is you will remain
did I ever tell you that you shook me to the bone
When all you did was be yourself
Have I ever told you
That you move the world I&#x27;m on
And This is my cry for help

And it really hurts when I&#x27;m thinking about you
And I&#x27;m still crying from the pain
And it only goes to show that I already know
That I, Yeah I guess you will remain

Did I ever tell you that you shook me to the bone
When all you did was be yourself
Have I ever told you
That you move the world I&#x27;m on
And This is my cry for help
And This is my cry for help

And it really hurts when I&#x27;m thinking about you
And that don&#x27;t sit too good with me
And it just gets worse
all them promises so cruel
but my bet is you will remain

did I ever tell you that you brought me to my knees
When all you did was be yourself
Have I ever told you
That you Made my...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 04:01:06 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>No Surprises</title>
<description>A heart that&#x27;s full up like a landfill,
a job that slowly kills you,
bruises that won&#x27;t heal.
You look so tired-unhappy,
bring down the government,
they don&#x27;t, they don&#x27;t speak for us.
I&#x27;ll take a quiet life,
a handshake of carbon monoxide,

with no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
Silent silent.

This is my final fit,
my final bellyache with,

with no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises please.

Such a pretty house
and such a pretty garden.

No alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises, please.</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 03:40:01 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Let Down</title>
<description>Transport, motorways and tramlines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people clinging on to bottles
And when it comes it&#x27;s so so disappointing

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing
Wings twitch, legs are going
Don&#x27;t get sentimental
It always ends up drivel

One day I&#x27;m going to grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and ...

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Let down again
Let down again
Let down again

You know, you know where you are with
You know where you are with
Floor collapsing
Floating, bouncing back
And one day....
I am going to grow wings
A chemical reaction
Hysterical and useless
Hysterical and...

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 07:02:33 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>At The Stars</title>
<description>Maybe I should drop you at your door.
Or leave tonight and vanish up the shore.
Anywhere but here.

It&#x27;s three o&#x27;clock we&#x27;re driving in your car,
You&#x27;re screaming out the window at the stars,
&#x22;Please don&#x27;t drive me home!&#x22;

Blame us because we are who we are.
Hate us because you&#x27;ll never get that far.
And who&#x27;d suppose you would go?
I&#x27;ve already learned enough to know.

Tell me all the places we could go.
And count the headlights passing on the road,
A long, long time ago.

Here we are.
Foreign to their world.
Straight and composed.
Your sermons I can do without
And I finally found.
That everybody loves to love you
When you&#x27;re far away.

Could it be we&#x27;ve done something wrong
We&#x27;d make it home to your place before dawn
&#x22;Please, don&#x27;t take me home.&#x22;
&#x22;Please, don&#x27;t take me</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 06:29:50 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>my playlist</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 8 Oct 2006 03:59:06 -0000</pubDate>
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