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04:24
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I wake up in the morning
I just wanna go to bed
I got these dreams
I can’t get outta my head
I could be a contender
For fortune & fame
It’s time to rip up
The rules of the game
M, m, m, m, m, m, m, m…
More than this
I could be more than this
There must be more than this
So much more than this
Give a me more
Give a me more
Give a me more
Give a me more
I work all day in the office
I work on the way home
My arm aches from my laptop
My head aches from my phone, phone, phone, phone
I could be a contender
For wine, women & song
It’s time to work out now baby
Where it all went wrong
M, m, m, m, m, m, m, m…
More than this
I could be more than this
There must be more than this
So much more than this
Give a me more
Give a me more
Give a me more
Give a me more
I don’t want to be a stereotype
I want to believe in my own hype
It’s time to take a stand
As the singer in a rock and roll band
Back from reality
It’s back to life
Bring me to life
Bring me to life
Bring me to life
I’m gonna be a contender (more than this)
For fortune & fame
It’s time to define (more than this)
New rules to my game
I’m gonna be a contender (more than this)
For wine, women & song
With my masterplan (more than this)
Nothing will go wrong
Mama, mamama, mamama, mamama, mamama, ah, ah, ow!
More than this
More than this
More than this
I could be more than this
More than this
I should be more than this
I could be more than this
So much more than this
More than this
I could be more than this
I should be more than this
So much more than this
More than this
I should be more than this
I could be more than this
So much more than this
Na, na, na, naah, na
Na, na, na, naah, na
Na, na, na, naah, na
Na, na, na, naah, na
I’m gonna be a contender
I’m gonna be a contender, oh
I’m gonna be a contender
Be a contender
Be a contender, oh
More than this
M, m, m, more than this!
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2. |
Slave
03:33
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You gotta move, to the groove
You gotta be a
Slave to the rhythm
You gotta start, with the beating of your heart
You gotta feel it
Slave to the rhythm
You gotta dance, make a move, just take your chance
You gotta freestyle
Slave to the rhythm
You gotta shout, raise the roof, just let it out
You gotta sing loud
Slave to the rhythm
Slave! Slave! Slave! Slave to the rhythm
Slave! Slave! Slave! Slave to the rhythm
Slave! Slave! Slave! Slave to the rhythm
Slave! Slave! Slave! Slave to the rhythm
Whoo!
Dance
Just dance
Dance
Just dance
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Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town, yeah
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town
The weekend’s here again, Friday on the town
We gonna round the gang up, yeah, see what’s going down
Grab some food to go, we gonna meet up down the pub
You know, a couple of beers, a round of shots, time to hit, a club
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town, yeah
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town
Get down!
Music’s pumping loud, the girls are hot
And I’m coming to get you babe, huh, ready or, not
Look across dancefloor, yeah, and I see a smile
Give me an inch like that and I’ll, take a, mile
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town, yeah
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town
Get down!
Lickety split
Hi de ho
Diggity damn
Dancing all night
Turn it up, the music’s pumpin’
Get on down, the house is jumpin’
Oh My God, my head is thumpin’
Dancing all night
Dancing all night
Dancing all night
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town, yeah
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town
Get down!
Yeah, the party’s over now, girls have all gone home
Just me an’ Doner, yeah, we got streets to roam
I keep telling myself, that this madness keeps me sane
So, I’m a go home, get some sleep, do it all, again!
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town, yeah
Another Friday night
Another Friday night out on the town
Get down!
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Beauty
04:14
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It’s in my eyes, in your eyes
It’s in my eyes
In my eyes you are a river flowing freely to the sea
In my eyes you are a honey-giving flower to a bee
In my eyes you are a rainstorm on a humid summer day
In my eyes you are a hurricane that blows my mind away
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in my eyes, in your eyes
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in my eyes, in your eyes
In my eyes you are a strawberry dripping with the best champagne
In my eyes you are a Stratocaster’s soaring last refrain
In my eyes you are a living work by Michelangelo
In my eyes you are the brightest light that I will ever know
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in my eyes, in your eyes
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in my eyes, in your eyes
Beauty
Ballet dancing with a loaded gun
Whip cracking in the setting sun
Opportunity, serendipity
Pictures of you are all that I can see
Playing games with loaded dice
Selling souls for sugar and spice
Blind theology, miracle biology
Boomerang orangutan you keep coming back to me
Beauty!
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in my eyes, in your eyes
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in my eyes, in your eyes
You’re beautiful (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You’re beautiful (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You’re beautiful
It’s true
You’re beautiful (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You’re beautiful (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You’re beautiful
It’s true
On the outside (on the inside)
On the inside (on the outside)
On the outside (on the inside)
On the inside (yeah)
On the outside (on the inside)
On the inside (on the outside)
On the outside (on the inside)
On the inside (yeah)
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in my eyes (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Beauty! (beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
Beauty! (beauty, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
(Beauty)
It’s in the eye of the beholder, baby
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5. |
Phoenix
07:30
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When the sun goes down
For the very last time
Who will hold my hand & say goodbye?
When the going gets tough
And I’m all alone
Who will be my friend as time goes by?
As the coldness draws in to me
The flames of love begin to die
As memories stoke the fire again,
I begin to cry
My strength has all but left me
Victim to sorrow and despair
I cry for help, I cry for love
But no one seems to care
Lift me up
Lift me higher
I need a helping hand
I’ve loved and lost
I don’t know why
I just don’t understand
When I close my eyes
And I think of you
The thought of you beside me makes my life go on
But when I’m all alone
Now I’m all alone
The knowledge of your love for me has gone
You can’t turn back the clock but I still try to
Living in the past never today
Dreaming [dreaming] is the only thing left for me
Nightmares are the price I have to pay
Lift me up
Lift me higher
I need a helping hand
I’ve loved and lost
I don’t know why
I just don’t understand
Maybe I should’a been stronger (maybe I)
Maybe I should’a been weaker
Maybe I should’a been all the things I’m not (all the things I’m not)
Maybe I should’na loved you (maybe I)
And told you all the things that I told you
Maybe I deserved everything I got (everything I got)
Lift me up
Lift me higher
Through the clouds into the sky
The fire’s dead
Long live the fire
Fly my Phoenix, fly!
Come on now and fly!
Fly!
Phoenix fly, come on Phoenix fly
Phoenix fly, come on Phoenix fly
Phoenix fly, come on Phoenix fly
Phoenix fly, yeah, yeah
When I lift my head
From the pillow each day
And turn my face to the light of the rising sun
I’m born again
I have the chance again
To do all the same old things I’ve always done
Why does wisdom come so slowly
In matters of the heart
Each new day, I have the chance
To make a brand new start
To rise up from the ashes
To build a brand new fire
Bigger, better, than before
Stronger, hotter, higher
Lift me up
Lift me higher
There’s no time now for goodbye
It’s time for me
To stretch my wings
It’s time for me to fly
Lift me up
Lift me higher
Through the clouds into the sky
It’s time for me
To stretch my wings
Fly my Phoenix, fly!
Come on Phoenix fly, Phoenix fly
Come on Phoenix fly, Phoenix fly
Come on Phoenix fly, Phoenix fly
Come on Phoenix fly, Phoenix fly
Fly!
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6. |
The End
04:19
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You say to me that my snoring is getting too much
You can’t stand my face, you can’t stand my touch
I’m caught in the middle, baby
I’m caught in a trap
Just gotta move on
No turning back
But I know, I know
Sure as day turns in to night
Yeah I know, I know
You can’t win without a fight
So hold it in
Work it out
Everybody scream and shout!
I know that we can take it
I’m never gonna break it
I know that we will make it
Ooh, yeah in the end
The end
In the end
You say to me that you never really liked this song
You know, everything that I do is wrong
I’m caught in the middle, baby
I’m caught in a trap
Just gotta move on
No turning back
But I know, I know
Sure as day turns in to night
Yeah I know, I know
You can’t win without a fight
So hold it in
Work it out
Everybody scream and shout!
I know that we can take it
I’m never gonna break it
I know that we will make it
Ooh, yeah in the end
The end
In the end
I know that we can take it
I’m never gonna break it
I know that we will make it
Ooh, yeah in the end
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that we can take it
I’m never gonna break it
I know that we will make it
Ooh, yeah in the end
The end
Ah, ya, ya, in the end
I know that we can take it
I’m never gonna break it
I know that we will make it
Ooh, yeah in the end
In the end
It’s the end
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Tollington Road London, UK
Tollington Road is the music project of sometime songwriter Dr B, aided and abetted by the fabulous James Welch at
Masterlink Productions.
This is music to move to. To move you. Rock. Indie. Dance. Whatever. Nod your head. Tap your feet. Move your body. Jump. You gotta be a slave to the rhythm.
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