Songs of the PRETTY THINGS

Baron Saturday – Pretty Things

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Sorrow, he’ll show you games to play He bends his mouth up to your ear The words won’t disappear He’ll take your eyes out for a ride Through an

Joey – Pretty Things

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Wouldn’t you be mine Wouldn’t I always want the things you are Every day or year It’s got to be a dream, yes it is, yes it is, It’s

Rip Off Train – Pretty Things

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Searching through the wet streets Looking for a rock ‘n’ roll band Caught the rip off train to freedom A line of agents holding out their hand Work your

Singapore Silk Torpedo – Pretty Things

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Tattooed on my chest, is the girl I love best. Back in 1954, on leave in old Singapore I was soaking in gin, when Miss Foxy walked in. She’s

Drowned Man – Pretty Things

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It’s like dancing on glass. You and your razor blade assistant, Carved the lies right from the past. But they offered you such miracles, You who have been handling

Sickle Clowns – Pretty Things

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Three sickle mounted souls, Lay wined on the green leaf, Digging their rock ‘n’ roll, Hey hey, digging their rock ‘n’ roll. Slashed by the wild geese, The silence

Falling Again – Pretty Things

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Where the moonlight’s on the sleeping sea A pretty girl stood there at the bus stop She said hey Johnny come and see about me. She said Doop Doop.

Sea Of Blue – Pretty Things

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Why I wasted so much time All I’ve got left is Sea of Blue Holding on I can’t let go If I do the tears will flow. All I

Bracelets Of Fingers – Pretty Things

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These are a few of the things I find joy. Bracelets of Fingers since I was a boy. Fly to the moon and I’ll get there quite soon. If

Lost That Girl – Pretty Things

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I bought myself some blue suede shoes I took down my suit and I pressed it. I shook up my body, and I lost that girl. Well I made

Bridge Of God – Pretty Things

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Heart double beating in a bright cage of fear, Something he wanted, but the price was too dear, His spirit’s starting to float, The Bridge of God is his

Remember That Boy – Pretty Things

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When the silence simply roars, You’re so attached to what you’re holding now, But can you prove it yours? You’re the saviour of the drowning moon, The bringer of