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  • Under The Waves | The Wildhearts
    2011 May 2011 March 2011 December 2010 November 2010 October 2010 September 2010 August 2010 June 2010 May 2010 April 2010 March 2010 January 2010 December 2009 November 2009 October 2009 September 2009 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 Under The Waves Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by The Wildhearts Lyrics The future clear as darkened stone Console yourself you re on your own The Welcome lights are way behind Eclipsed and down you re pressure

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  • Some Days Just Fucking Suck | The Wildhearts
    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 Some Days Just Fucking Suck Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by The Wildhearts Lyrics Right now somewhere Somebody stopped living Fed up of holding Onto the hand they been given In the 25 seconds This song s been playing Maybe 25 mothers Lost 25 children And we all get bruised And we all get sore But some people out there Feel the pain a little more When the daylight seems like A thousand hours away Debt debt Doubt doubt Trouble every day Don t try suicide everything will be alright Don t try suicide everything will be alright Don t try suicide everything will be alright I gotta hold on now Don t try suicide everything will be alright I gotta hold on now Don t try suicide everything will be alright If you re thinking Don t try suicide everything will be alright Your world is sinking Don t try suicide everything will be alright You gotta hold on now Everything will be alright You know that Everything will be alright Some days alright Hold on til morning There s a new sun a rising Chalk up another victory Another notch on your rifle So the name made it this far I hear it come from your Mum s side

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  • Nothing Ever Changes But The Shoes | The Wildhearts
    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 Nothing Ever Changes But The Shoes Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics In the trials of my youth on my way to being man There were caustic words of ill advice I d never understand But their hometown dreams were shattered When ambition foiled their plans But you can t be the one who tries They love to criticise I know or at least they ll try c mon Laughing is all that I can do Trying to keep from falling through Nothing ever changes nothing ever changes They all got advice to give cos they got no life to live Nothing ever changes nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes but the shoes In my one man crusade doing what I knew was right They would tempt me with

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  • Crying Over Nothing | The Wildhearts
    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 Crying Over Nothing Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics You with that sadness in your eyes You ve got places you could dream to If you d only take the time I ve got the arms to break your fall But just angry without a reason And that s the baddest kind of all Down down see them drown Why do you let it get you down Those empty headed heroes And those rumours coming round Tired of the people you despise You got so much love

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  • Turning American | The Wildhearts
    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 Turning American Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Do you remember British Achievement And living when times were good Watching the start of the end of an era And would you go back if you could When I was younger the smell of the hunger In all of the music you played Kept me believing you lived for the lifestyle And not just the cash to be made cos it s the place where people happen It s the corner of success Everybody loves you and you re never second best The smell of easy money and you follow it to death I smell the shit upon your breath I remember you when you were an Englishman But now you re turning American turning American I remember you when you were an Englishman But now you re turning American turning American Walking away from the crumbling empire Won t make it grow anymore Changing your style cos the radio tells me How can you sleep You re

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  • Liberty Cap | The Wildhearts
    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 Liberty Cap Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Clouded grey and blue My mind is ten miles high and rising Misty waters calling down Surrounding me with healing To rise to climb above the chaos And wash away the filth To hide inside my reason the only one I need And all I can remember is all I can t forget To taste you is to trust you I m hitting that high I m hitting that high Leave me be man I just wanna be on my own Leave

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  • Splattermania | 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 Splattermania Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Play relax enjoy cos you re frying tonight again It s raw unclean uncut And it s all for the art of pain Just make up and FX Man those movies they twist the brain My TV screen is dripping red With Gates of Hell and Evil Dead I cannot wait to see it up close So slice away and go for gross again It s splattermania it s extra censored thrills It s splattermania it s zoom in on the kill It s splattermania I know you think I m ill But if you hold on tight and don t be shy We re drilling brains and pulling eyes It isn t real the nation ain t in danger It s only splattermania Lucio you re back How we missed you when you were gone Oh now it s time to

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  • Something Weird (Going On In My Head) | The Wildhearts
    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 Something Weird Going On In My Head Back to discography Recorded by The Wildhearts Written by Ginger Lyrics Yeah nice one Dan There s a light in my room so that it s always night or day I know that being responsible will help me find my way Well I d swim an ocean to be around it But I ve been swimming since the age I found it The sweet affliction people are different Feeling my head is my home head is my home Better than feeling alone There s something weird there s something weird There s something weird going on in my head There s something weird there s something weird There s something weird going on in my head something weird going on in my head Take me away from all the silence and the pain Far from the growing reek of greed and personal gain Well I ll find a shelter I ll be an outlaw To dry myself off from the bullshit downpour Don t need a reason you don t deserve one Just

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