“Indicação” nº 25 do dia:

All the Young Punks (New Boots and Contracts)

Hanging about
down the market street
I spent a lot of time on my feet
When I saw some passing yabbos
We did chance to speak

I knew how to sing
y’ know an
They knew how to pose
An’ one of them had a Les Paul
Heart attack machine

All the young punks
Laugh your life
Cos there ain’t much to cry for
All the young cunts
Live it now
Cos there ain’t much to die for

Everybody wants to bum
A ride on the rock ‘n’ roller coaster
And we went out
Got our name in small print on the poster
Of course we got a manager
Though he ain’t the mafia
A contract is a contract
When they get ‘em out on yer

You gotta drag yourself to work
Drug yourself to sleep
You’re dead from the neck up
By the middle of the week

Face front you got the future shining
Like a piece of gold
But I swear as we get closer
It look more like a lump of coal
But it’s better than some factory
Now that’s no place to waste your youth
I worked there for a week once
I luckily got the boot

“Indicação” nº 24 do dia:

48 Hours

FRIDAY OR SATURDAY, WHAT DOES THAT MEAN
SHORT SPACE OF TIME NEEDS A HEAVY SCENE
MONDAY IS COMING LIKE A JAIL ON WHEELS

48 HOURS NEEDS 48
48 HOURS NEEDS 48
48 HOURS NEEDS 48
THRILLS
48 THRILLS

SO TELL ME AN’ I’LL TAKE THE TUBE
YOU KNOW A GIRL, YEAH WELL SHE’S BOUND TO BE RUDE
CAN’T GET NOTHING AT THE PLACES I’VE BEEN

I’VE COMBED THIS TOWN FROM TOP TO BOTTOM
I TRY TO GET AROUND BUT MY LEGS ARE BROKEN
EVERY TIME I MISS IT ‘COS I AIN’T GOT A TICKET

48 HOURS NEEDS 48 THRILLS
KICKING FOR KICKS

“Indicação” nº 23 do dia:

1977

IN 1977 I HOPE I GO TO HEAVEN
COS I BEEN TOO LONG ON THE DOLE
AND I CAN’T WORK AT ALL

DANGER STRANGER
YOU BETTER PAINT YOUR FACE
NO ELVIS, BEATLES, OR THE ROLLING STONES
IN 1977

IN 1977
KNIVES IN WEST 11
LENT SO LUCKY TO BE RICH
STEN GUNS IN KNIGHTSBRIDGE

DANGER STRANGER
YOU BETTER PAINT YOUR FACE
NO ELVIS, BEATLES OR THE ROLLING STONES
IN 1977

IN 1977
YOU’RE ON THE NEVER NEVER
YOU THINK IT CAN’T GO ON FOREVER
BUT THE PAPERS SAY IT’S BETTER
I DON’T CARE ‘COS I’M NOT ALL THERE
NO ELVIS, BEATLES OR THE ROLLING STONES

IN 1977
SOD THE JUBILEE
IN 1978
IN 1979
STAYED IN BED
IN 1980
IN 1981
THE TOILET DON’T WORK
IN 1982
IN 1983
HERE COME THE POLICE
IN 1984

“Indicação” nº 22 do dia:

1-2 Crush on You

STANDING IN A QUEUE OF A SCHOOL CANTEEN
GUYS ON THE CORNER THEY WERE LAUGHIN’ AT ME
BUT I DON’T MIND IF THEY SEE IT ALL
YOU KNOW I GOTTA COME CLEAN
I GOTTA COME CLEAN
I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU

MY MIND DON’T NEED IT BUT MY BODY DO
A LITTLE BIT OF LOVING AND ATTENTION FOR YOU
ALTHOUGH WE’RE ONLY STRANGERS
THEY DON’T NEED TO KNOW
I GOTTA CUM CLEAN, I GOTTA CUM CLEAN
OOH, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU

I WANNA GET SERIOUS RIGHT AWAY
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
WHAT YOU DOIN’ TODAY OR ANY OTHER DAY?
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
JUST ONE LOOK AND I GO INSANE
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU

YOUR DADDY NEVER COMES TO GET YOU
`COS LIVES SO FAR AWAY
BUT HIS I-TALIAN CHAUFFEUR SHOWS UP EVERY DAY
BUT I’LL GET YOU IN THE CORNER, I’LL GET YOU ALL
ALONE
I GOTTA CUM CLEAN, I GOTTA COME CLEAN

I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU

1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
1-2, I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU
I SAID 1-2
I GOT A CRUSH ON YOU

WHY SHOULD I GET A CRUSH ON YET?