How peculiar
I am all of the above babe
Johnny long strokes to the grave
Saving all the stamps in
Spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right lovely
If you lick it then lick it battery
Good and properly all night if you want
I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Need for you to love me so much
Jesus what am I going to do with this crush
So get the old fella and wack it up against the touch
How peculiar
Bend your long legs against the sofa in the Dorchester
You can eat your all bran
I'm not into hard sports
Oh I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Jesus all the things my head is going through
God what am I going to do with this crush
Just wack the old man out and get it up against the tuch
How peculiar
Jesus what am I to do man
I am a depressed man
Not sure what I'm doing
All of the day
How peculiar
I am all of the above man
I am what you want man
If you want me here I am
Come and get it baby
Robbie Williams - Escapology Album Lyrics
Robbie Williams - Escapology Lyrics
Writer: GUY ANTONY CHAMBERS, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Feel
Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand
I just wanna feel
Real love feel the home that I live in
Cos I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
I don't wanna die
But I ain't keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I'm preparing to leave her
Scare myself to death
That's why I keep on running
Before I've arrived
I can see myself coming
I just wanna feel
Real love feel the home that I live in
Cos I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
And I need to feel
Real love and the love ever after
I can not get enough
I just wanna feel
Real love feel the home that I live in
I got too much love
Running through my veins
To go to waste
I just wanna feel
Real love and the love ever after
There's a hole in my soul
You can see it in my face
It's a real big place
Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand
I just wanna feel
Real love feel the home that I live in
Cos I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
I don't wanna die
But I ain't keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I'm preparing to leave her
Scare myself to death
That's why I keep on running
Before I've arrived
I can see myself coming
I just wanna feel
Real love feel the home that I live in
Cos I got too much life
Running through my veins
Going to waste
And I need to feel
Real love and the love ever after
I can not get enough
I just wanna feel
Real love feel the home that I live in
I got too much love
Running through my veins
To go to waste
I just wanna feel
Real love and the love ever after
There's a hole in my soul
You can see it in my face
It's a real big place
Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I've been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Writer: Guy Chambers, Robert Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Something Beautiful
You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful that day.
A love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, love ain't kind
every night you admit defeat
and cry yourself blind
[Chorus]
If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
In the past you cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
[Repeat chorus]
Some kind of beautiful (will come your way)
[x4]
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no no no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone
[Repeat chorus]
The silence was pitiful that day.
A love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, love ain't kind
every night you admit defeat
and cry yourself blind
[Chorus]
If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way
The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
In the past you cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone
[Repeat chorus]
Some kind of beautiful (will come your way)
[x4]
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no no no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone
[Repeat chorus]
Writer: GUY CHAMBERS, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, BMG Rights Management
Monsoon
I've sung some songs that were lame
I've slept with girls on the game.
I've got my Catholic shame
Lord I'm in purgatory
Basically it's all come-on talk for me
I wasn't me when we met
You haven't lost my respect
I'm here to serve and protect
What shape of insanity
Keeps leading you back to me?
So put your hands across the water
Oh mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
Don't wanna piss on your parade
I'm here to make money and get laid
Yeah I'm a star but I'll fade
If you ain't stickin your knives in me
You will be eventually
To all you Sharons and Michelles
With all your tales to sell
Save your meat money well
I'm glad that spending a night with me
Guaranteed you celebrity.
And I can't talk in a crowd
When I'm alone I'm too loud
You've done your daddy's proud
Thank you for keeping me company
You've all been so nice to me
So put your hands across the water
Oh mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
Oh Lord
I feel
Nothing
I know much smarter men
Never got this far
I got too many regrets
I've smoked too many cigarrettes
I've had more blondes than brunettes
I'm not expecting your symphathy
But it's all been too much for me
So put your hands across the water
Oh mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
[repeat]
I've slept with girls on the game.
I've got my Catholic shame
Lord I'm in purgatory
Basically it's all come-on talk for me
I wasn't me when we met
You haven't lost my respect
I'm here to serve and protect
What shape of insanity
Keeps leading you back to me?
So put your hands across the water
Oh mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
Don't wanna piss on your parade
I'm here to make money and get laid
Yeah I'm a star but I'll fade
If you ain't stickin your knives in me
You will be eventually
To all you Sharons and Michelles
With all your tales to sell
Save your meat money well
I'm glad that spending a night with me
Guaranteed you celebrity.
And I can't talk in a crowd
When I'm alone I'm too loud
You've done your daddy's proud
Thank you for keeping me company
You've all been so nice to me
So put your hands across the water
Oh mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
Oh Lord
I feel
Nothing
I know much smarter men
Never got this far
I got too many regrets
I've smoked too many cigarrettes
I've had more blondes than brunettes
I'm not expecting your symphathy
But it's all been too much for me
So put your hands across the water
Oh mushroom
Monsoon
Come soon
[repeat]
Writer: GUY CHAMBERS, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Sexed Up
Loose lips sunk ships
I'm getting to grips with what you said
No it's not in my head
I can't awaken the dead
Day after day
Why don't we talk about it
Why do you always doubt that there can be a better way
It doesn't make me wanna stay
Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
You say we're fatally flawed
When I'm easily bored
Is that OK?
Strike me off your list
Make this the last kiss
I walk away
Why don't we talk about it?
I'm only here don't shout it
Give 'em time, you'll forget
Let's pretend we never met
Why don't we break up?
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
Screw you
I didn't like your taste anyway
I chose you
That's all go to waste it
It's Saturday
I'll go out and find another you
Why don't we?
Why don't we break up?
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
I hope you blow away
I hope you blow away
I'm getting to grips with what you said
No it's not in my head
I can't awaken the dead
Day after day
Why don't we talk about it
Why do you always doubt that there can be a better way
It doesn't make me wanna stay
Why don't we break up
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
You say we're fatally flawed
When I'm easily bored
Is that OK?
Strike me off your list
Make this the last kiss
I walk away
Why don't we talk about it?
I'm only here don't shout it
Give 'em time, you'll forget
Let's pretend we never met
Why don't we break up?
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
Screw you
I didn't like your taste anyway
I chose you
That's all go to waste it
It's Saturday
I'll go out and find another you
Why don't we?
Why don't we break up?
There's nothing left to say
I got my eyes shut
Praying they won't stray
Oh we're not sexed up
That's what makes the difference today
I hope you blow away
I hope you blow away
I hope you blow away
Writer: ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS, GUY CHAMBERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Love Somebody
Always and forever is forever young
Your shadow on the pavement
The dark side of the sun
Gotta dream the dream all over
And sleep here tight
You don't wanna sing the blues
In black and white
And it's hope that spring's eternal for everyone
If it ain't broken then brake it, oh, the damage done
Trying to love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
Trying to love somebody
Just want to love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me
Violet in the rainbow just melt away
There's not enough minutes in the hour
Or hours in the day
The song played in a circle that never skips a beat
The stranger in a country that I have yet to meet
And it's hope that springs eternal for everyone
Got a lifetime in a second oh the damage done
Trying to love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Guess there's just no pleasing me
I want to love somebody
Just want to love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me
It'll come in your sweet time, Lord
I just gotta let you in
The blind leading the blind, Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love, only love, will set you free
I wanna love somebody
Wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady, lay, lay your love on me
It'll come in your sweet time, Lord
I just gotta let you in
The blind leading the blind, Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love, only love, will set you free
Your shadow on the pavement
The dark side of the sun
Gotta dream the dream all over
And sleep here tight
You don't wanna sing the blues
In black and white
And it's hope that spring's eternal for everyone
If it ain't broken then brake it, oh, the damage done
Trying to love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
Trying to love somebody
Just want to love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me
Violet in the rainbow just melt away
There's not enough minutes in the hour
Or hours in the day
The song played in a circle that never skips a beat
The stranger in a country that I have yet to meet
And it's hope that springs eternal for everyone
Got a lifetime in a second oh the damage done
Trying to love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Guess there's just no pleasing me
I want to love somebody
Just want to love somebody right now
Lady lay your love on me
It'll come in your sweet time, Lord
I just gotta let you in
The blind leading the blind, Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love, only love, will set you free
I wanna love somebody
Wanna love somebody right now
There's just no pleasing me
I wanna love somebody
Just wanna love somebody right now
Lady, lay, lay your love on me
It'll come in your sweet time, Lord
I just gotta let you in
The blind leading the blind, Lord
Getting underneath your skin
I can feel you in the silence
Saying let forever be
Love, only love, will set you free
Writer: GUY CHAMBERS, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Revolution
Don't fight the feeling, relax
Oh child the knot's in your back
'Cause you've been holding on
I feel you when you're reaching out
I'll talk you through memories
Just keep breathing with me
It's time to hold my hand
And walk into the revolution
When there's no one to touch
And you've been thinking too much
You only hurt yourself
When it's all about retribution
I see the pain in your face
And praying rare for this space
It's time to lead you on
C'mon, it's a revolution
When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes
But love shines on
And on and on and
With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
You're gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
You'll find yourself yet
Walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Talking about the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Taking you higher
Old love lingers on
You're just feelin it wrong
I know you're tired
But when it's time to sleep you're gone forever
Make friends with your past
And you can leave it at last
It's time to find yourself
Walking with the revolution
And you can keep on keeping on and
Everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody hurts sometimes
But love shines on and on and on and
Time and tide's on your side
There's no need to hide
I feel your pain
Don't talk to me about evolution
A million miles with one step
You'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution
Walking with the revolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Get on with your revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
It's all about resolution now
Talking about the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Oh oh
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Talking about the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Lead you on to the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Talk about the revolution baby
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
I feel you here to lead you on to the revolution
(get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Revolution yeah
Revolution yeah
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
I feel you here to lead you on to the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Get it on get it on get it on
Oh child the knot's in your back
'Cause you've been holding on
I feel you when you're reaching out
I'll talk you through memories
Just keep breathing with me
It's time to hold my hand
And walk into the revolution
When there's no one to touch
And you've been thinking too much
You only hurt yourself
When it's all about retribution
I see the pain in your face
And praying rare for this space
It's time to lead you on
C'mon, it's a revolution
When you can't keep on keeping on
And everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody falls sometimes
But love shines on
And on and on and
With love in your eyes and a flame in your heart
You're gonna find yourself some resolution
A million miles with one step
You'll find yourself yet
Walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Talking about the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Taking you higher
Old love lingers on
You're just feelin it wrong
I know you're tired
But when it's time to sleep you're gone forever
Make friends with your past
And you can leave it at last
It's time to find yourself
Walking with the revolution
And you can keep on keeping on and
Everything you lean upon is all but gone
Everybody hurts sometimes
But love shines on and on and on and
Time and tide's on your side
There's no need to hide
I feel your pain
Don't talk to me about evolution
A million miles with one step
You'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution
Walking with the revolution
A million miles with one step
And you'll find yourself yet
When you're walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Walking with the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Get on with your revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
It's all about resolution now
Talking about the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Oh oh
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Talking about the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Lead you on to the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Talk about the revolution baby
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
I feel you here to lead you on to the revolution
(get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Revolution yeah
Revolution yeah
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
I feel you here to lead you on to the revolution
(Get it on get it on get it on get it on get the revolution)
Get it on get it on get it on
Writer: GINA WILMA KUSCHKE, LEW WILLIAMS, IFE LADI
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Handsome Man
Hello. Did you miss me?
I know I'm hard to resist
Y'all can come and help me pick the sweetcorn out of this.
It's hard to be humble
When you're so f*cking big
Did you ever meet a sexier male chauvinist pig
I'm gonna milk it till I turn it into cheese
Tell your babes in arms and OAP's
Come take a piece of me
If you drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't see me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
Y'all know who I am
I'm still the boy next door
That's if you're Lord Litchfield and Roger Moore
Have I gone up in the world
or has the world gone down on me
I'm the one who put the Brits in celebrity
Give in and love it
What's the point in hating me
You can't argue with popularity
Well you could
But you'd be wrong
If you drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't need me I don't exist
You voted for me
Now let me see a show of hands
Here before you stands
Can you make me laugh and sign this autograph
Though it's not for me
Flip a grin, shake a thing, name a shame
Then I'm out of here
It's not very complicated
I'm just young and overrated
Please don't drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't see me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
Here before you stands
Please don't drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't need me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
I know I'm hard to resist
Y'all can come and help me pick the sweetcorn out of this.
It's hard to be humble
When you're so f*cking big
Did you ever meet a sexier male chauvinist pig
I'm gonna milk it till I turn it into cheese
Tell your babes in arms and OAP's
Come take a piece of me
If you drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't see me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
Y'all know who I am
I'm still the boy next door
That's if you're Lord Litchfield and Roger Moore
Have I gone up in the world
or has the world gone down on me
I'm the one who put the Brits in celebrity
Give in and love it
What's the point in hating me
You can't argue with popularity
Well you could
But you'd be wrong
If you drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't need me I don't exist
You voted for me
Now let me see a show of hands
Here before you stands
Can you make me laugh and sign this autograph
Though it's not for me
Flip a grin, shake a thing, name a shame
Then I'm out of here
It's not very complicated
I'm just young and overrated
Please don't drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't see me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
Here before you stands
Please don't drop me I'll fall to pieces on you
If you don't need me I don't exist
It's nice to meet you
Now let me go and wash my hands
Cause you just met the world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
The world's most handsome man
Writer: GUY CHAMBERS, ADRIAN DEEVOY, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Come Undone
So unimpressed, but so in awe
Such a saint, but such a whore
So self-aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant
I'm contemplating, thinkin' about thinkin'
It's overrated, just get another drink and
Watch me come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone
So rock 'n' roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well-trained, so animal
So need your love, so f*ck you all
I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to
If I stop lying, I'll just disappoint you
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
Come undone
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
So write another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday buy a yacht on Saturday
It's a love song, a love song
Do another interview, sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs, we sing love songs so sincere
So sincere
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
Come undone
The young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
You've gotta love your son
Come undone
You've gotta love you son
Come undone
Love your son
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
Such a saint, but such a whore
So self-aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant
I'm contemplating, thinkin' about thinkin'
It's overrated, just get another drink and
Watch me come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone
So rock 'n' roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well-trained, so animal
So need your love, so f*ck you all
I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to
If I stop lying, I'll just disappoint you
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
Come undone
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
So write another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday buy a yacht on Saturday
It's a love song, a love song
Do another interview, sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs, we sing love songs so sincere
So sincere
Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
Come undone
The young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea
I come undone
I am scum
Love your son
You've gotta love your son
Come undone
You've gotta love you son
Come undone
Love your son
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
I am scum
Writer: Ashley George Hamilton, Daniel Pierre, Per Kristian Ottestad, Robert Peter Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Me And My Monkey
There was me and my monkey
And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft-top down (he liked the wind in his face)
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'no'
He said 'that's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace'
And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said 'I left my wallet in El Segondo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well?
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, then we've got a monkey bed!'
Me and my monkey
With a dream and a gun
I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor
We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you'd ever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
Called up some escort services and ordered some okey doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores
'Hi! My name is Sunshine - these are my girls
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah, they'll rock your world'
So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' old Kurt Cobain singing 'bout lithium
There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine
'What's up? You'd better get your ass in here boy, your monkey's having too much of a good
time!'
Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
Don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Billy The Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
We left before encores, he couldn't sit still
Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
We went to play black-jack, kept hitting twenty three
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey? I couldn't be sure
It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before
Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not about to run
That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun
'My name is Rodriguez', he says with death in his eye
'I've been chasing you for a long time amigos, and now your monkey's gonna die!'
Me and my monkey
drove in search of the sun
Now me and my monkey
We don't wanna kill no mexican
But we've got ten itchy fingers
and one thing to declare
When the monkey is high
you do not stare, you do not stare
you do not stare...
Looks like we've got ourselves a mexican standoff here boy
huh...
And I ain't about to run
Put your gun down, boy
huh huh...
How did I get mixed up with this f*cking monkey anyhow?
And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft-top down (he liked the wind in his face)
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'no'
He said 'that's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace'
And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said 'I left my wallet in El Segondo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well?
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, then we've got a monkey bed!'
Me and my monkey
With a dream and a gun
I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor
We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you'd ever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
Called up some escort services and ordered some okey doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores
'Hi! My name is Sunshine - these are my girls
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah, they'll rock your world'
So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' old Kurt Cobain singing 'bout lithium
There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine
'What's up? You'd better get your ass in here boy, your monkey's having too much of a good
time!'
Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
Don't point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Billy The Kid
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
We left before encores, he couldn't sit still
Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
We went to play black-jack, kept hitting twenty three
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey? I couldn't be sure
It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before
Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not about to run
That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun
'My name is Rodriguez', he says with death in his eye
'I've been chasing you for a long time amigos, and now your monkey's gonna die!'
Me and my monkey
drove in search of the sun
Now me and my monkey
We don't wanna kill no mexican
But we've got ten itchy fingers
and one thing to declare
When the monkey is high
you do not stare, you do not stare
you do not stare...
Looks like we've got ourselves a mexican standoff here boy
huh...
And I ain't about to run
Put your gun down, boy
huh huh...
How did I get mixed up with this f*cking monkey anyhow?
Writer: GUY CHAMBERS, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Song 3
Come join the band
Come shag the damned
God I blow them away
A heart of chrome
A broken home
I got plenty to say
Who are you doing?
Don't spoil my day
A bigger better offer baby
He's on his way
You gotta love LA
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
And I'm just the same
So Ebay baby
Haven't seen you lately
Do you still give it away
So get my peeps
To call your peeps
'Cause we've got nothing to say
Don't feed the models
Don't look at police
Don't go to Crenshaw boule
'Cause whitey can get fleeced
God I love LA
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause I dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
Like a jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Californi-a .. USA baby
Who you doing baby?
Don't spoil my day
You've been gloating lately baby
And I dig LA
I'd have to say
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
I kinda dig the fame
I'm hearing voices voices
I've gotta jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Californi-a
USA
USA
USA
Come shag the damned
God I blow them away
A heart of chrome
A broken home
I got plenty to say
Who are you doing?
Don't spoil my day
A bigger better offer baby
He's on his way
You gotta love LA
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause they dig the fame
And I'm just the same
So Ebay baby
Haven't seen you lately
Do you still give it away
So get my peeps
To call your peeps
'Cause we've got nothing to say
Don't feed the models
Don't look at police
Don't go to Crenshaw boule
'Cause whitey can get fleeced
God I love LA
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
'Cause I dig the fame
I'm hearing voices, voices
Like a jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Californi-a .. USA baby
Who you doing baby?
Don't spoil my day
You've been gloating lately baby
And I dig LA
I'd have to say
I feel gigantic
Gonna burst a vein
I'm stopping traffic
I kinda dig the fame
I'm hearing voices voices
I've gotta jumbo jay
Too many choices, choices
Gotta love LA
Californi-a
USA
USA
USA
Writer: ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS, GUY ANTONY CHAMBERS
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Hot Fudge
Queen bitch eat the rich
I'm on the second course today
I'm not the first and I won't be the worst
She's done most of L.A.
Can't find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon
Twenty-four hours a day
Call it Collagen Jeanie you big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to L.A.
Take the piss always English
God bless you Uncle Sam
You got a cool gene pool and our winter's cruel
And God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead Presidents
Before I could count to ten
With a nation behind me can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
'Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to L.A.
L.A. L.A. L.A.
L.A. L.A. L.A.
L.A. L.A. L.A.
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
'Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to L.A.
Moving to L.A.
Keep on moving, keep on moving, keep on moving to L.A.
L.A., L.A.
Keep on moving, moving on
Keep on moving, moving on
Keep on moving, moving on
..and stop
I'm on the second course today
I'm not the first and I won't be the worst
She's done most of L.A.
Can't find a virgin, I can get you a surgeon
Twenty-four hours a day
Call it Collagen Jeanie you big lip meanie
I'm about to be blown away
Come on sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to L.A.
Take the piss always English
God bless you Uncle Sam
You got a cool gene pool and our winter's cruel
And God knows I love to tan
Making cents and dead Presidents
Before I could count to ten
With a nation behind me can't stop the limey
She's on her back again
Come on sing it
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
'Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to L.A.
L.A. L.A. L.A.
L.A. L.A. L.A.
L.A. L.A. L.A.
Take me to the place where the sunshine flows
Oh my Sunset Rodeo
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
'Cause we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to
Hot fudge here comes the judge
There's just a green card in the way
The Holy Ghost and the whole East Coast
Are moving to L.A.
And we've been dreaming of this feeling since 1988
Mother things have got to change
I'm moving to L.A.
Moving to L.A.
Keep on moving, keep on moving, keep on moving to L.A.
L.A., L.A.
Keep on moving, moving on
Keep on moving, moving on
Keep on moving, moving on
..and stop
Writer: ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS, GUY ANTONY CHAMBERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Cursed
Dig your polished nails into the dirt
Rip your skirt off, wipe the hurt off
You know it tears my heart out when you
Flirt with danger and any stranger
You're not as stupid as I look
Before I could read, you wrote the book
Cursed, since your birth dear
And your worst fears have all come true
Held my hand when I got my first tattoo
I was naked when it penetrated
Told everyone I'd slept with you
Thought you'd like it, knew you wouldn't deny it
St Peter's gonna be unfaithful
Tell God he's got a dirty angel
Cursed, since your birth dear
And your worst fears have all come true
Babe you're not the first here on earth dear
'Cause I'm still here and I'm cursed too, cursed like you
Hush, baby sleep now
We all love you we always did
Cursed, since your birth dear
And your worst fears have all come true
Babe you're not the first here on earth dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed too, cursed like you
Hush, baby sleep now
We all miss you, we always will
Rip your skirt off, wipe the hurt off
You know it tears my heart out when you
Flirt with danger and any stranger
You're not as stupid as I look
Before I could read, you wrote the book
Cursed, since your birth dear
And your worst fears have all come true
Held my hand when I got my first tattoo
I was naked when it penetrated
Told everyone I'd slept with you
Thought you'd like it, knew you wouldn't deny it
St Peter's gonna be unfaithful
Tell God he's got a dirty angel
Cursed, since your birth dear
And your worst fears have all come true
Babe you're not the first here on earth dear
'Cause I'm still here and I'm cursed too, cursed like you
Hush, baby sleep now
We all love you we always did
Cursed, since your birth dear
And your worst fears have all come true
Babe you're not the first here on earth dear
'Cause I'm still here
And I'm cursed too, cursed like you
Hush, baby sleep now
We all miss you, we always will
Writer: ADRIAN DEEVOY, GUY CHAMBERS, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Nans Song
You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the Lord came and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you away from me
And now she lives in heaven
But I know they let her out
To take care of me
There's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pray silence my fear she is near
Bringing heaven down here
I miss your love I miss your touch
But I'm feeling you every day
And I can almost hear you say
'You've come a long way baby'
And now you live in heaven
But I know they let you out
To take care of me
There's a strange kind of light
In my bedroom tonight
Pray silence my fear she is near
Bring your heaven down here
You taught me kings and queens
While stroking my hair
In my darkest hour I know you are there
Kneeling down beside me
Whispering my prayer
Yes there's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pray silence my fear
She is near
Bringing heaven down here
The next time that we meet
I will bow at her feet
And say wasn't life sweet
Then we'll prepare
To take heaven down there
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the Lord came and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you away from me
And now she lives in heaven
But I know they let her out
To take care of me
There's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pray silence my fear she is near
Bringing heaven down here
I miss your love I miss your touch
But I'm feeling you every day
And I can almost hear you say
'You've come a long way baby'
And now you live in heaven
But I know they let you out
To take care of me
There's a strange kind of light
In my bedroom tonight
Pray silence my fear she is near
Bring your heaven down here
You taught me kings and queens
While stroking my hair
In my darkest hour I know you are there
Kneeling down beside me
Whispering my prayer
Yes there's a strange kind of light
Caressing me tonight
Pray silence my fear
She is near
Bringing heaven down here
The next time that we meet
I will bow at her feet
And say wasn't life sweet
Then we'll prepare
To take heaven down there
Writer: ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
How Peculiar (Reprise)
Cows
Aah, how peculiar?
I am all of the above, babe
Johnny long strokes to the grave
Saving all the stamps and spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right, lovely
If you lick it, then lick it
Battery good and properly, all night if you want
I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Need for you to love me so much
Jesus, what am I gonna do with this crush?
Just get the old fella and whack it up against her tush
How peculiar?
Bend your long legs against the sofa
In the Dorchester you can keep your hot breath
I'm not into hard sports
Oh, I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Jesus, all the things my head is going through
God, what am I gonna do with this crush?
Just whack the the old man out and get it up against your tush
How peculiar?
Jesus, what am I to do man?
I am a depressed man
Not sure what I'm doing all of the day
How peculiar?
I am all of the above man
I have what you want man
If you want me here I am
Come and get it baby
Uh
Aah, how peculiar?
I am all of the above, babe
Johnny long strokes to the grave
Saving all the stamps and spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right, lovely
If you lick it, then lick it
Battery good and properly, all night if you want
I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Need for you to love me so much
Jesus, what am I gonna do with this crush?
Just get the old fella and whack it up against her tush
How peculiar?
Bend your long legs against the sofa
In the Dorchester you can keep your hot breath
I'm not into hard sports
Oh, I haven't got a clue what to do with you
Jesus, all the things my head is going through
God, what am I gonna do with this crush?
Just whack the the old man out and get it up against your tush
How peculiar?
Jesus, what am I to do man?
I am a depressed man
Not sure what I'm doing all of the day
How peculiar?
I am all of the above man
I have what you want man
If you want me here I am
Come and get it baby
Uh
Writer: Guy Antony Chambers, Robert Peter Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Exploration Group LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Exploration Group LLC
I Tried Love
Is the Richard Gere gerbil story true?
Who came third in World War II?
Did Sooty sleep with Sue
These things I think about
When I'm out with you
What are the holes in biros for?
Which one's which in The Corrs?
Did Geoff Hurst really score?
Cause frankly you're a bore
And I'm not
And if it's leaving season
You're second on the bill
If you won't leave me baby
I'll find someone who will
I tried love
I'm sorry
I tried love
Does God ever get it wrong?
Where has Gary Barlow gone?
Why is Christmas day so long?
It just goes on and on and on
Like you
And if it's leaving season
You're the second on the bill
If you won't leave me baby
I'll find someone who will
I tried love
I'm sorry
I tried love
Duu du du duu duu...
I tried love
And I'm sorry
I tried love
Why is there ketchup on my sleeve?
D'you think that Adam fancied Eve?
What if Eve could not concieve?
And he had to breed with Steve
We'd all be gay
Who came third in World War II?
Did Sooty sleep with Sue
These things I think about
When I'm out with you
What are the holes in biros for?
Which one's which in The Corrs?
Did Geoff Hurst really score?
Cause frankly you're a bore
And I'm not
And if it's leaving season
You're second on the bill
If you won't leave me baby
I'll find someone who will
I tried love
I'm sorry
I tried love
Does God ever get it wrong?
Where has Gary Barlow gone?
Why is Christmas day so long?
It just goes on and on and on
Like you
And if it's leaving season
You're the second on the bill
If you won't leave me baby
I'll find someone who will
I tried love
I'm sorry
I tried love
Duu du du duu duu...
I tried love
And I'm sorry
I tried love
Why is there ketchup on my sleeve?
D'you think that Adam fancied Eve?
What if Eve could not concieve?
And he had to breed with Steve
We'd all be gay
Writer: GUY ANTONY CHAMBERS, ADRIAN DEEVOY, ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Escapology is the fifth studio album recorded by English singer-songwriter Robbie Williams. It was released on 18 November 2002 through EMI Records. The album features a guest appearance by singer Rose Stone and was produced by Guy Chambers and Steve Power. The album's lead single "Feel" was released on 2 December 2002, two weeks after the album.
The track was an international hit, reaching the top of the charts in Austria, Poland, Germany, Italy, the Netherlands, and top five positions in countries such as Denmark, Ireland and the United Kingdom. Three other singles from the album were released: "Come Undone", "Something Beautiful" and "Sexed Up".
The album debuted at number one in the United Kingdom with first-week sales of over 264,000, becoming Williams' fifth consecutive number one.
The album was supported by the 2003 Tour, which started on 28 June 2003 in Edinburgh, Scotland and ended on 14 December 2003 in Sydney, Australia. During the tour Williams performed three consecutive shows at Knebworth, England on 1-3 August 2003. The three shows attracted a total of 375,000 fans, becoming the "biggest music event in British history".
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Robbie WilliamsThe track was an international hit, reaching the top of the charts in Austria, Poland, Germany, Italy, the Netherlands, and top five positions in countries such as Denmark, Ireland and the United Kingdom. Three other singles from the album were released: "Come Undone", "Something Beautiful" and "Sexed Up".
The album debuted at number one in the United Kingdom with first-week sales of over 264,000, becoming Williams' fifth consecutive number one.
The album was supported by the 2003 Tour, which started on 28 June 2003 in Edinburgh, Scotland and ended on 14 December 2003 in Sydney, Australia. During the tour Williams performed three consecutive shows at Knebworth, England on 1-3 August 2003. The three shows attracted a total of 375,000 fans, becoming the "biggest music event in British history".
Genre(s): Pop rock
Producer(s): Guy Chambers, Steve Power
Length: 73:55
Released: November 18th, 2002
Year: 2002