Charting The Single
(lyrics: derek dick)
Yeah!
Slow french kissing with the dauphins daughter
If I fall in love now Ill be floating in seine
Plastered in paris
Ive had an eiffel
Gonna make my escape on the midnight train
Choo, choo to you
Choo, choo to you
Charting the single
Schnapping my fingers on an alcoholic day
Sniff round a fraulein when Im scent to cologne
All night hotel liebling make your mark
Let sugar daddy melt in his home sweet home
Home is where the heart lies
Where is home, is where the heart lies, but where is home?
Get a pizza the action when I romeo again
Chianti see you with me, so just let him wine
Juliet on the balcony, its pasta serenade
Wedding rings, I know when venice time
Venice time to chart the single, to chart the single
Charting the single, charting the single
The chicks are getting cheaper on the not so common market
Stockpile experience before the blond hairs turn to grey
Before the blond hairs turn to grey
I like to train, express myself in the universal language
Ego on my face in the nicest possible way
Its absolutely the nicest possible way
Charting the single
I got no clause in my contract, got no shares in my name
Im just charting the single in a bachelors game
Charting the single
Its a solo performance on a one way street
Youll never have the chance again and never again well meet
Charting, charting, charting, charting the single
Yeah, yeah, charting the single
Yeah, yeah, charting the single
Charting, ouh, charting, ouh charting, ouh, charting the single
Charting, charting, charting, Im charting the single
Charting, charting, Im charting the single
Charting, charting, charting, charting the single
Charting the single, charting the single
Home is where the heart lies, but if the heart lies
Where is home, is where the heart lies, but where is home?
Where is home?
Charting the single
song performed by by Marillion
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Single air
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Single fire
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The Sea
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A million lights glinting under the sun
Charting out a course for my mind
Each luminous line entering my mind
Helping clear my muddled thoughts
Lessening the pressure of thinking
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Single Day
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not in his thoughts
Not a single day goes by..........
Where his heart does not feel
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not want to reach out
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he dreams of his love for her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of kissing her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of holding her
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Where he does not ask. Why?
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Girl On A Train
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Charmed alone, they started speaking
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Saw a painting on the stairwell
To mourn the passing of a daughter dear
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And oooh, and youre home
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A Single Black Rose
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A single Black Rose to force a start
A single Black Rose to entwine the bodies
A single Black Rose to dictate the deaths of these
A single Black Rose to lie upon her breast
A single Black Rose to stop the tears from soaking his vest
A single Black Rose to mourn this memory
A single Black Rose to become a plot in this cemetery
A single Black Rose to take a life
A single Black Rose to end his strife.
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Illusion And Trance
We snake our way
Through the city side streets
Like adorable criminals;
We prowl as sleek as cats
To the dark bars
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Our memories guide us
Like well-marked maps
To hidden basement retreats
Where everyone drifts
Into another existence,
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To this moment of lurid experimentation.
Don’t breathe too long
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Too many walk like living corpses
In this conformist society,
Everyday making down payments
On their burial plots,
But I refuse to allow this
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My immortality following vague traces
Glimpsed from illusion and trance
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A single black rose.
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A single black rose to turn the road,
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A single black rose to widen your hole,
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I like to think of it as home
Arriving at the airport
I am going it alone
Ordering a boarding pass
Travelling in business class
This is the name of the game
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Arriving at my hotel
there are faxes greeting me
Staying in a junior suite
So there's room to meet and greet
and after work explain how I feel
'Perdoneme me llamo Neil'
I'm single, bilingual
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In Brussels, Bonn or Barcelona
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'Adelante!' Through the door
'Un momento, por favor'
This is what I get paid for
'Muchas gracias, senor'
I'm a player in the continental game
With unlimited expenses to reclaim
Information's easy
Tapping at my PC
That is the frame of the game
I'm single, bilingual
Single, bilingual
I'm single, bilingual
Single, bilingual
'Hay una discoteca por acqui?'
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Language Fengshui
language is fengshui
of wind, spirit, water and soil
set in place as the mind
negotiates its way through
the terrain of land and rivers,
hearts and souls
language is fengshui
acted out by the spirit of
the land as it twirls and swirls
through the tongue
to the heat, wind, light, water,
vibrations of land
charting out the joys, dos
and donts of land
for japanese,
subject and object meet
before they get
to know what they
are really out for
it is always
i movie see to go
and to the kimonoed girl you love
you have better say
i you love
for chinese
subject tells object directly
what he will do to her
always i wish to kiss her
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subject verb object
i wish to kiss her
for germans and japanese
ying and yang
walk in separate lane
words for women
words for men
the sexes distinct
as black and white
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Single Woman
Artist: Nina Simone
Album: Single Woman
Song Title: Single Woman
I live alone.
That hasn't always been easy to do.
But just a single woman;
Some times as night the walls talk back to me.
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Just to help along,
One single Woman.
song performed by by Nina Simone
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