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Lonesome Street

๐Ÿ‘ค Blur โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Magic Whip โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:23
๐ŸŽต 1159 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:23 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 127032

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

What do you got?
Mass produced in somewhere hot
You'll have to go on the Underground
To get things done here
(And then you have to see)
If you need a yellow duck, service done
This is a place to come to,
Or, well, it was
I know a hot spot oh oh
Crossing on the guillotine
And if you have nobody left to rely on
I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift
It's got to be that time again
And June, June will be over soon again
So get yourself up, get a past glitch on your way
There's nothing to be ashamed of
Taking off again
The five fourteen to East Grinstead
(You've sent me off to see) (we're going up, up, up, up, up)
Coursing on our greatest night
And talking types will let us down, again
Talk, talk on your arse all night
You wanna be there
Step inside the tarmac ride
To the land that crime forgot
Oh, just don't go there
Cracks inside the tarmac ride
To the land that crime forgot, oh no
And if you have nobody left to rely on
I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift
Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh
Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh
Lonesome Street, ooh
Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh
Lonesome Street, ooh
Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:33.70] What do you got?
[00:37.70] Mass produced in somewhere hot
[00:42.79] You'll have to go on the Underground
[00:47.00] To get things done here
[00:50.40] (And then you have to see)
[00:53.00] If you need a yellow duck, service done
[00:56.86] This is a place to come to,
[01:00.00] Or, well, it was
[01:02.25] I know a hot spot oh oh
[01:05.70] Crossing on the guillotine
[01:11.30] And if you have nobody left to rely on
[01:20.70] I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift
[01:29.00] It's got to be that time again
[01:34.01] And June, June will be over soon again
[01:43.00] So get yourself up, get a past glitch on your way
[01:48.09] There's nothing to be ashamed of
[01:54.70] Taking off again
[01:58.00] The five fourteen to East Grinstead
[02:02.00] (You've sent me off to see) (we're going up, up, up, up, up)
[02:08.00] Coursing on our greatest night
[02:13.13] And talking types will let us down, again
[02:17.70] Talk, talk on your arse all night
[02:20.31] You wanna be there
[02:23.43] Step inside the tarmac ride
[02:25.88] To the land that crime forgot
[02:26.70] Oh, just don't go there
[02:32.67] Cracks inside the tarmac ride
[02:35.21] To the land that crime forgot, oh no
[02:56.72] And if you have nobody left to rely on
[03:05.27] I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift
[03:13.80] Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh
[03:23.00] Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh
[03:34.33] Lonesome Street, ooh
[03:41.74] Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh
[03:52.94] Lonesome Street, ooh
[04:00.77] Going down to Lonesome Street, ooh

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