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  • Abhoria | The Wildhearts
    2006 October 2006 September 2006 May 2006 February 2006 January 2006 December 2005 November 2005 September 2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 March 2005 February 2005 January 2005 December 2004 November 2004 October 2004 September 2004 August 2004 July 2004 June 2004 May 2004 April 2004 March 2004 February 2004 January 2004 December 2003 November 2003 October 2003 September 2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search Abhoria Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics The world that I was to you so deep and safe and warm Is peppered by experience mutated by the fall And now the walks in the countryside are better done by bike Now we work alone on separate sides Don t it show we ain t so alike In the heart of war we found Abhoria Oh ow when I need you but it s easier just to bleed you Abhoria If that was your intention to take the easy way Goodbye to intervention and damn the game you play Battle sore with the kind of scars that never heal in time Take a tip from a cunt that he owes We ain t wrong just cause we ain t right Should we stay unsure

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  • Velvet Presley | The Wildhearts
    2008 March 2008 February 2008 January 2008 December 2007 November 2007 October 2007 September 2007 August 2007 July 2007 June 2007 May 2007 April 2007 March 2007 January 2007 December 2006 November 2006 October 2006 September 2006 May 2006 February 2006 January 2006 December 2005 November 2005 September 2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 March 2005 February 2005 January 2005 December 2004 November 2004 October 2004 September 2004 August 2004 July 2004 June 2004 May 2004 April 2004 March 2004 February 2004 January 2004 December 2003 November 2003 October 2003 September 2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search Velvet Presley Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Velvet Presley lives in a hole No one can stop those neighbours talking Velvet Presley rock and roll Thinking he looks like Christopher Walken Listen and he ll tell you Of the time when it was leaving cos you never really had it that tough And he s slick and he s beautiful And he s the bastard son of a plastic gun And no one dared tell where to stop no No one dared tell him where to stop no No one dared tell him where to stop no Velvet Presley filling

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  • Stupid things | The Wildhearts
    2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search Stupid things Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics I wanna be just as cool as the people on the radio cos they don t ever say that you shouldn t and I told you so And they stand a million strong And they remind you when you re wrong But I d rather get along Doing stupid things doing stupid things Ain t it funny how they all turn into saints and kings If your only sin is doing stupid things Doing stupid things when you re feeling low Isn t something that you want all of the world to know If your only sin is doing stupid things You deflate ego shrunk You re just a little bit crap when you re drunk But it s worse in your mind cos everybody everywhere Does stupid things from time to time And when a we get together and decide to pass a lynch around It s a gate a collective kind of hate their only common ground When circled by the pack Even friends they will attack But you get the bastards back Doing stupid things doing stupid things Ain t it funny

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  • Tom Take The Money | The Wildhearts
    2007 September 2007 August 2007 July 2007 June 2007 May 2007 April 2007 March 2007 January 2007 December 2006 November 2006 October 2006 September 2006 May 2006 February 2006 January 2006 December 2005 November 2005 September 2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 March 2005 February 2005 January 2005 December 2004 November 2004 October 2004 September 2004 August 2004 July 2004 June 2004 May 2004 April 2004 March 2004 February 2004 January 2004 December 2003 November 2003 October 2003 September 2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search Tom Take The Money Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics When a fever goes down Like a belly in the morning The reality sighs Almost looks like we could ve made it sense Say you ll stay a while yeah Long enough to let me believe it You could see them Dressing up in passion for the winter You could see them bombing along for the ride Those heroes they die Those heroes they die Tom take the money take the money and run Tom take the money take the money and run Tom take the money take the money and run When the company calls Shiny pair of scissors to release you

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  • State Of Nondependence | The Wildhearts
    2008 December 2007 November 2007 October 2007 September 2007 August 2007 July 2007 June 2007 May 2007 April 2007 March 2007 January 2007 December 2006 November 2006 October 2006 September 2006 May 2006 February 2006 January 2006 December 2005 November 2005 September 2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 March 2005 February 2005 January 2005 December 2004 November 2004 October 2004 September 2004 August 2004 July 2004 June 2004 May 2004 April 2004 March 2004 February 2004 January 2004 December 2003 November 2003 October 2003 September 2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search State Of Nondependence Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics And he walks among men just a little higher up And he can take away your fear if you think you ve had enough Don t have to advertise anything In a state of nondependence he can finish off your sentence And he dresses evil black a little bottom of the sack He s a bona fide better man And it shows from his attitude down to his clothes He s a satellite look at him go In a state of nondependence he Walks among the thieves State of nondependence here What a guy what a great effect

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  • Ride The Wave | The Wildhearts
    November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search Ride The Wave Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Life flies by in an untold balance Where you take what you get And you get what you really deserve It s celebration time it s celebration time And I feel blessed I guess kinda lucky In as much as I demand a lot in return It s celebration time it s celebration time it s celebration time So c mon why don t we get in the car c mon and drive There s a world out there And time has seen the whole damn thing released Won t you ride the wave of fun Won t you get up and ride And you ll be inside when you re done And you will find there s no better time Ride the wave of fun fun Won t you ride the wave of fun Won t you get up and ride You ll miss all of the good times when they re gone The time is now the past has gone Ride the wave of fun fun Boredom spits like a child with a temper It can take your day and decide the attention it needs It s celebration time it s celebration time So jump outside pull the telly out the

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  • Got It On Tuesday | The Wildhearts
    2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 March 2005 February 2005 January 2005 December 2004 November 2004 October 2004 September 2004 August 2004 July 2004 June 2004 May 2004 April 2004 March 2004 February 2004 January 2004 December 2003 November 2003 October 2003 September 2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search Got It On Tuesday Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Man overboard and the engine is down I ve gotta make it to the Underground The Underground where the feeling is I came here looking for a little kiss I said a little kiss and a pat on the knee I d give it up if it wasn t for free Yeah you re only here for the one thing You re only here for the one thing So why you leaving me waiting Yeah I bet you re tired of loosening Might ve been a little lonely Might ve been a little lonely Might ve been a little lonely I got it on Tuesday Just like a cheque in the mail I got it on Tuesday I got it on Tuesday I m back on my feet and I m back on the floor My head s a

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  • Do Anything | The Wildhearts
    August 2009 July 2009 June 2009 May 2009 April 2009 March 2009 February 2009 January 2009 December 2008 November 2008 October 2008 September 2008 August 2008 July 2008 June 2008 May 2008 April 2008 March 2008 February 2008 January 2008 December 2007 November 2007 October 2007 September 2007 August 2007 July 2007 June 2007 May 2007 April 2007 March 2007 January 2007 December 2006 November 2006 October 2006 September 2006 May 2006 February 2006 January 2006 December 2005 November 2005 September 2005 July 2005 June 2005 May 2005 March 2005 February 2005 January 2005 December 2004 November 2004 October 2004 September 2004 August 2004 July 2004 June 2004 May 2004 April 2004 March 2004 February 2004 January 2004 December 2003 November 2003 October 2003 September 2003 August 2003 July 2003 June 2003 May 2003 April 2003 March 2003 February 2003 January 2003 December 2002 November 2002 October 2002 September 2002 August 2002 July 2002 May 2002 April 2002 March 2002 January 2002 December 2001 November 2001 October 2001 September 2001 August 2001 July 2001 June 2001 May 2001 April 2001 March 2001 February 2001 January 2001 November 2000 October 2000 September 2000 August 2000 July 2000 June 2000 May 2000 April 2000 February 2000 January 2000 December 1999 November 1999 October 1999 September 1999 August 1999 July 1999 June 1999 May 1999 April 1999 March 1999 Search Do Anything Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Posed the neck to neck Danced the cheek to cheek Played the nine to five Seven day a week Low on high times big on losing Tried the piece to piece Save for all the debt Push the boat adrift Suckled and peaked and yet Dies on reflex piled on through it Bad idea gone right Do anything do anything

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