Gin And Milk Dirty Pretty Things lyrics
Artist: Dirty Pretty Things
Album: Waterloo To Anywhere
Year: 2006
Title: Gin And Milk Print
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I’m in to myself
On uncertain terms
I put gin in my milk
To kill all the germs
As I pray for the day
That life will return
And I pray for myself
But I never learn
No I never learn
See I really like you
But I’m nothing like you
I try oh so hard
But don’t get so far
You get my respect
But we don’t connect
Were in it together
So I’ll love you forever
I love you forever
And so it rains on
No one gives a fuck about the values I would die for
Not the faceless civil servants
The rudimentary crack whore
No one gives two fucks about the values I would kill for
Give them something to die for
Give me something to die for
You won’t really see me
I live in old movies
Cloaked tightly in sin
So they wont come in

Its like spying on cities
Through cracks in the floor
Thought I knew what the blag was
But now I’m not sure
What do I know anymore?

And no one gives a fuck
About the values I would die for
Not the baseist civil servant
The rudimentary crack whore
And no one gives two fucks
About the values I could kill for
Give them something to die for
Give me something to die for

Still I’m into myself
On uncertain terms.
I put gin in my milk
It kills all the germs
As I pray for the day
That life will return
And I pray for myself
But I never learn
No I’ll never learn

No one gives a fuck
About the values I would die for
Not the faceless civil servant
A rudimentary crack whore
No one gives two fucks
About the values I would kill for
Give me something to die for
Give me something to die for

No one’s too perturbed
About the things that I would cry for
I’ve been trying all my life
Until there’s nothing left to try for
No one’s too perturbed
About the things that I would live for
Give me something to try for
Give me something to try for



Wondering Dirty Pretty Things lyrics
Artist: Dirty Pretty Things
Album: Waterloo To Anywhere
Year: 2006
Title: Wondering Print
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We were so pretty now is this it
You and I are too young for this
No blood no lust or spit
But still there is something there to play upon
A flash of instant thereabouts youll miss it and its gone
But still its good to be in love with someone
When you’ve always had to be with no one.
She said everyones a story of their own
But if we don’t leave now well find ourselves with no way home
And so we strolled on all bangered and confused
At first it wasn’t pretty but we soon undid that rouse so
Now we got something in many other ways
All the boys together and a knees up on the way
Still its good to be in love with someone
When you’ve always had to be with no one.
She said everyone’s a story of their own
But if we dont leave now well find ourselves with no way home
Find ourselves with no way home
And it occurred to me, I think on Lambeth Road
There’s no more need to question life
Or cry for what I’m owed
And now its over so now its done
The English sun is setting and the rude boys on the run oh
Still its good to be in love with someone
When you’ve always had to be with no one.
Still I need you to remind me every day
The lives and loves weve lost and broken on the way
Heres to tomorrow and the lonely streets well roam
But if we don’t leave now well find ourselves with no way home
Just to think were almost home






Doctors And Dealers Dirty Pretty Things lyrics
Artist: Dirty Pretty Things
Album: Waterloo To Anywhere
Year: 2006
Title: Doctors And Dealers Print
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I don’t believe in anything
They tell me’s set in stone
They say that were together
But I’m sat here on my own
In the company of strangers
This trigger happy scene
Well if a heart do like a hind
Then there is nothing in-between
Oh no, no I don’t mind
Oh no, no I don’t mind
Cause I can call someone to bring the fight on
(the doctors and the dealers)
Get someone to shed some light on
(miracle cure, soul stealers)
Crack pot quacks with cracked up egos
(prescribing old placebos)
Collecting junk that we dont need, no
I see them now and then
Still spitting out those lies
Strange it doesn’t bother me
I’ve got my own disguise
And there’s really not that much of me
For Jesus left to save
If savings only bartering
My soul can be his pay
Oh no, no I dont mind
Oh no, no I dont mind
Cause I can call someone to bring the fight on
(the doctors and the dealers)
Yes someone to shed some light on
(miracle cure soul stealers)
Crack pot quacks with cracked up egos
(prescribing old placebos)
Collecting junk that we dont need, no
You got the ball
I was lucky to get the chain
But now I have to watch the crowds
Haphazardly chasing down the drain
So what does it do?
Nothing for me
What about you?
The doctors and the dealers
The doctors and the dealers
The doctors and the dealers
They come to you
They come to me
They come in droves
Oh one two three
They come to you
they come to me
They come in droves
Oh one two three
They come to you
they come to me
They come in droves
Oh one two three
They come to you
Oh they come to me
They come in droves
Oh one two three
They come to me




You Fucking Love It Dirty Pretty Things lyrics
Artist: Dirty Pretty Things
Album: Waterloo To Anywhere
Year: 2006
Title: You Fucking Love It Print
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She could never ever ever ever ever ever ever get it into her thick head
So when pretending ends shell have scattered her friends
And she’ll find she’ll wake up dead
There’s no card above receivers
Still its all so remote
Behind the bench at the rec
Where she lost fifty notes
(she says) “I used to have a future
But now I don’t know
Just dependence and repentance and a ready-brek glow”
Just put your money in
Bruised and battered shins
You fucking love it
You fucking love it
Back on your feet again
Out on the beat again,
You fucking love it
Yeah yeah yeah
Drunk as a skunk
Lean as a dean
Always the same
Since she was thirteen
You want it
You lame duck
You want it
Youre out of luck
You’ve always been a seedy fuck
So whats it gonna be?
Just put your money in
Bruised and battered shins
You fucking love it
You fucking love it
Back on your feet again
Out on the beat again,
You fucking love it
Yeah yeah yeah
When you boil it down
We descend from clowns to dogs
Just put your money in
Bruised and battered shins
You fucking love it
You fucking love it
Back on your feet again
Out on the beat again,
You fucking love it
Yeah yeah yeah
When you boil it down
We descend from clowns to dogs