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(Words & Music - Huntley)

Last night was a night like no other night
(Last night was a night just like any other night)
Last night had a pint and another 10 pints
(Stayed home, watched TV and smoked a joint)
You stayed at home
You stayed at home

Last night was a night think I had a fight
(no Stallone was in a film on Channel 5)
Broke a nose broke a leg split open his head
(Blew your nose broke wind and fell into bed)
You stayed at home
You stayed at home

Last night was a night like no other night
(Last night was a night just like any other night)
Last night had a pint and another 10 pints
(Stayed home, watched TV and smoked a joint)
You stayed at home
You stayed at home

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(Words & Music - Cooke)

We spent five days inside your room
I played at Yoko, you were John
We dropped out, tuned in, got turned on.

It was a bedroom holiday
It was a bedroom holiday

The neighbours thought that we were dead
When we came out one of them said,
"You young folk don't have no respect"

It was a bedroom holiday
It was a bedroom holiday

It was a five day bedroom holiday
We willed the whole of the outside world away
I'd love to do it all again some day

It was a bedroom holiday
It was a bedroom holiday

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(Words - Davidson, Music - The Amphetameanies)

Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh
(One more night on the Ghost Bus)
Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh
(One more night on the Ghost Bus)

John D’s in tears his bottles cracked
He’s making puddles up the back
Of a bus where the air would gag a crow
As it flew along Dumbarton Road
They get on young and get off old
Along the way they pay the fare
And the piss on the seats and the smell up the back
Is the only sign that they were there

Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh
(One more night on the Ghost Bus)
Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh
(One more night on the Ghost Bus)

Well the driver died back in ‘85
His radio’s always tuned to Clyde
On a bus where the air is filled with the noise
Of hairy girls and scarier boys
They get on young and get off old
On the way they pay the fare
And the rips on the seats and the steam up the back
Are the only signs that they were there

Hello, goodbye, get on, get off
Hello, goodbye, get on, get off

Now Andi C loves Aggie B, I.D.T I.N.D.T
And there’s F.T.Q and F.T.P
K.I.S.S.I.N.G
They get on young and get off old
On the way they pay the fare
And the rips on the seats and the steam up the back
Is the only sign that they were there

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(Words & Music - Huntley)

He's broken every limb
Pierced every flap of skin
Cos he's a rebel, an utter rebel
Harrington, specs, docs, luminous skinhead rebel
Yes he's a rebel

But he's rebelling against rebels cos there's never been a rebel called 'Bert'

Up and down Byres Road
On his chopper pink and bold
He's a rebel, an utter rebel
But the coppers like to stop accelerating nutter Vespa cutdown rebels
And he's a rebel

But he's rebelling against rebels cos there's never been a rebel called 'Bert'

(asshole)

With two or three young laydeez
An orgy on VT
He's a rebel, an utter rebel
But the boyfriends are no friends of double-penetrating nutter rebels
And he's a rebel

But he's rebelling against rebels cos there's never been a rebel
He's rebelling against rebels cos there's never been a rebel
Called Bert, called Bert, called Bert, oh Berteeee

Dancing down the front
Looking like a total RUDEBOY
He's a rebel, an utter rebel
Fred Perry played tennis this skinhead is a rebel
Yes he's a rebel
An utter rebel
Yes he's a rebel
He's a rebel.

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(Words - Chalmers/Millar, Music - The Amphetameanies) 

A man's a man an a' that, A whisky's a whisky an a' that
Any whisky is good whisky, Just get me a double please
From the bar ... right now ... thank you

I need whisky
In a bucket not a cup (not a cup)
Give me whisky
In a bucket not a cup (not a cup)

He came up to me and said
"Gimme a whisky"
As I think it had all got too much
But what could I do so I got him that whisky
as I think it had all got too much

I need whisky
In a bucket not a cup (not a cup)
Give me whisky
In a bucket not a cup (in a bucket)

A man's a man an a' that, A whisky's a whisky an a' that
Any whisky is good whisky, Just get me a treble please
From the bar ... right now ... thank you

What would you do if you couldn't get whisky?
What would you do without the crutch (not a cup)
Wouldn't life just be too tough without whisky?
Wouldn't it just be too much? (in a bucket)

He came up to me and said
"Gimme a whisky"
As I think it had all got too much
You'll bury your head and
you'll drown in that whisky
cos I think he had got out of touch

Oh my head!
My head's killing me man!
It must have been all that whisky that I drank...
It's loupin' I'm not jokin'

I need whisky
In a bucket not a cup (not a cup)
Give me whisky
In a bucket not a cup (in a bucket)

A man's a man an a' that, A whisky's a whisky an a' that
Any whisky is good whisky, Just get me a quadruple please
From the bar ... right now ... thank you

I need whisky
In a bucket not a cup (not a cup)
Give me whisky
In a bucket not a cup (in a bucket)
I need whisky
Gimme whisky
I need whisky
Gimme whisky Now!

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(Words - Chalmers/Huntley, Music - Huntley) 

The sun shines down upon his halo
And then the sun shines out his arsehole
The sun shines down
The sun shines out

And on my own, he makes me feel I'm mine (and when I'm alone I will fade out of light)
And when I am with him we fade out of time (and when I'm alone I will fade as I lie alone)

The sun shines down upon his halo
And then the sun shines out his arsehole
The sun shines down
The sun shines out

And on my own, he makes me feel I'm mine (and when I'm alone I will fade as I wait)
And when I am with him we fade out of time (and when I'm alone I will fade as I wait alone...)

The sun shines down upon his halo
And then the sun shines out his arsehole
The sun shines down
The sun shines out

And on my own, he makes me feel I'm mine (and when I'm alone I will fade out of light)
And when I am with him we fade out of time (and when I'm alone I will fade as I lie alone)

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(Words & Music - Cooke)

Driving home late one night when I came across a scene
There was a girl lying bleeding by the side of the road
She had written off her car, she had skidded off the road
The other passenger was trapped in the wreckage

I'll hold you gently, I'll keep you safe from harm
I'll be your lasting mem'ry, as you die in my arms

So I held her in my arms, as the ambulance arrived
It was too late, 'cos by now there was nothing could be done
And I always will remember that look upon her face
I learned later she was only seventeen

I'll hold you gently, I'll keep you safe from harm
I'll be your lasting mem'ry, as you die in my arms

I'll hold you gently, I'll keep you safe from harm
I'll be your lasting mem'ry, as you die in my arms

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(Words & Music - Cooke)

When I saw you just the other day
You sure looked pretty bored
Could it be to do with life without me
And all you took on board ?
Well I heard you met someone else
With a J. O. B. and a car
He hasn't got much to say for himself
But your mum and dad think he's a star

Well it's too late to say you're sorry
I haven't got time for that now
But when it comes to it, I must admit
I'm starting to enjoy
Life without you

Well I hope that you'll be happy with him
And with your dead-end job
You'll settle down and have some kids
And watch him become a slob

But it's too late to say you're sorry
I haven't got time for that now
But when it comes to it, I must admit
I'm starting to enjoy
Life without you

Well I heard that he left you
With the kids and mortgage to pay
Now you're asking me for my advice
Well I've got nothing to say

But it's too late to say you're sorry
I haven't got time for that now
But when it comes to it, I must admit
I'm starting to enjoy
Life without you

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(Words - Chalmers, Music - Huntley)

We met in Albuquerque in a dim and crowded bar
(Thirty-six hundred, Thirty-six hundred minutes)
A cowboy served me whisky and you drank from your jar
(Thirty-six hundred, Thirty-six hundred minutes)

The streets were lined with hookers and they didn't like my face
(Thirty-six hundred, Thirty-six hundred minutes)
You took me to a motel - all night you kept me safe
(Thirty-six hundred, Thirty-six hundred minutes)

Walk to a bar - order a drink - start to think about something pink
Order a drink - the colour pink - that makes you think about something pink
Drink, Drink, the colour pink, wake up the next day with a head that's pink
I think I'll never ever drink the drink that's pink again!

60 hours and I'll be leaving, 60 hours and I'll be on that train
(Thirty-six hundred, Thirty-six hundred minutes)
60 hours and I'll be leaving, 60 hours you'll forget my name
(Thirty-six hundred, Thirty-six hundred minutes)

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