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M O O N S T O M P E R

by The Hoovers

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Wops, Degos, Jungle Bunnies, Limeys, Pakies, Wet Backs, Aussie cunt, blimey. Sticks and stones may break your bones but words will always hurt you. With the boot boot jambaloo.
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Pull the Ladder Up Well are you jealous? Or are you crazy? You say I’m zealous I say you’re lazy All I can tell you, its all I can see, Cause I’m living at the top of my monkey tree The view is lovely, Wish you could be here, Everywhere I see, Seems just a little queer, All I can tell you, its all I can see, Cause I’m living at the top of my monkey tree All of the people, they pour into my cup, But I’m on board, so pull the ladder up It doesn’t seem right, I’m at the top of the hill, I’m scared of heights, looking down is such a thrill All I can tell you, its all I can see, Cause I’m living at the top of my monkey tree All of the people, they pour into my cup, But I’m on board, so pull the ladder up Well I am the king now, Top dog and big cheese, I’ll never kowtow, Or live on my knees So don’t be jealous and don’t be crazy, Let’s put the onus, On being lazy All I can tell you, its all I can see, Cause I’m living at the top of my monkey tree All of the people, they pour into my cup, But I’m on board, so pull the ladder up
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I feel pretty ill at ease in a Spanish restaurant I know you're working men like me This is England it's not what I want, this is England but it sure tastes good to me.
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Clive, the Revelation Man Clive, he’s at it again, he’s got plenty to say, and he’s writing it down, Clive, he stands in the tube, shouts out everything rude, thinks that he runs the town, The world is ending now, The world is ending now, You listen to me now, The world is ending now [over the big trumpets] oh, and he does what he can, oh, cause he’s a revelation man Clive, he protests alone, he’s cold to the bone, but he’s quick on his feet, Clive, he’ll stop for some tea, he’ll sit there til 3, then he’s back on the beat The world is ending now, The world is ending now, You listen to me now, The world is ending now hear what I have to say, the end is on its way, you know what’s really meant, lets blow up parliament [over the big trumpets] oh, and he does what he can, oh, cause he’s a revelation man. Well Clive has always has the grandest of the plans, Whenever Britain's darkened, then he takes it in his hands, And all the signs and placards, they always read the same, While he’s sitting in the caf, trying to figure out who’s to blame The world is ending now, The world is ending now, You listen to me now, The world is ending now Clive, he always in black, he lives in the back, a one-bedroom in Slough Clive, he once met a girl, she showed him the world, but he’s no time for that now Cause world is ending now, The world is ending now, You listen to me now, The world is ending now
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Bognor Regis 02:57
Bognor Regis In my A30, on the M25, Me and my mate, on a holiday drive, Heading to Bognor, for a sleazy weekend, Kiss all the girls, send them round the bend I don’t even know, if I’m really slick, Pumping the iron but I'm built like a stick There she is, my senorita, She is lovely as she cast her spells, Where you from, it must have been heaven, No, I’m down from Tunbridge Wells will you walk with me, let’s do this tonight, Not even sure if I’m doing this right, I fumble with buttons, our kisses are shy, you can have anything money can buy except that I’m broke, and it might be a week, so lets have some fun, dancing cheek to cheek, all that I know, is this heaven is bliss, I don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis. There she is, my senorita, She is lovely as she cast her spells, Where you from, it must have been heaven, No, I’m down from Tunbridge Wells So now we’re leaving, on the M25, my mate he was cocky, his number was 5, He didn’t know its my very first kiss, So don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis. don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis. don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis. don’t call it heaven, its Bognor Regis.
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Ring That Bell A Goddess for me, I met her working at the Boot’s pharmacy, She always serves me, I go in everyday so she won’t forget me Will tonight be the night? Gonna ask her out one more time, Will tonight be the night, A cozy little chat over lager and lime cause Everybody wants to ring that bell, Everybody wants to be that girls boyfriend, Hand in hand in hand, Its not what I planned I plan my next move, playing the jukebox with some sultry groove, But they all come around, flashing wads of fivers with something to prove And Del-Boy wants to make his mark, And Ricky asks her out to the disco bar And Jack is circling like a shark, And Trevor wants to buy her a shooting star cause Everybody wants to ring that bell, Everybody wants to be that girls boyfriend, Hand in hand in hand, Its not what I planned She is the only girl, I want tonight And I will fight Oh-oh here we go, Oh-oh another show, Oh-oh they try it on I turn around, she is gone It’s always the way, bloody, beaten, battered, I’ve had my say But I’m still in love, but I never get the time of day Now when I’m back in the pharmacy, Pain pills, cold shoulder, its all for me, and Del-Boy has made his mark, And me and the lads we are back in the bar cause Everybody wants to ring that bell, Everybody wants to be that girls boyfriend, Hand in hand in hand, Its not what I planned
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If He Fall 04:23
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Shine 04:54
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My Favourite Things The sight of London on a rainy day, Throw a brick then there’s hell to pay, Shout something dirty as you’re homeward bound, We never pay on the underground A girl, a beer, A whip that stings, These are a few of my favorite things A pub, a fight, Some flailing limbs, These are a few of my favorite things Hear the sirens on a steamy night, Run in circles to the bright, white, light, Chase by the Bill, though we’re way too fast, Write on the windows as we’re running past A girl, a beer, A whip that stings These are a few of my favorite things A pub, a fight, Some flailing limbs, These are a few of my favorite things When the dog bites, when the bee stings When I feeling sad, I simply remember When the dog bites, when the bee stings I simply remember my favorite things A girl, a beer, A whip that stings These are a few of my favorite things A pub, a fight, Some flailing limbs, These are a few of my favorite things Some Chinese food, Chase Mr. Singh These are a few of my favorite things Crystal Palace, The highland fling These are a few of my favorite things Wimbledon, A chance to sing These are a few of my favorite things
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The Good Life Remember then when I asked to meet, So many years ago, Dressed to the nines, with my suit so neat, Just wanted you to know, I’m sorry that I hate your friends, But there was nothing more I could say, Standing, waiting, for you to show, I was ready to get down and pray, Where your friends now? Whatever happened to your Good Life? Did you take a vow? Whatever happened to your Good Life? Well I’m doing well myself, I dragged myself up from bended knees, and moved onto something else, you know that I still think about you And what could have been, whatever happened to your Good Life? I can still feel your skin, whatever happened to your Good Life? I got photos of us in pure bliss, I spread them out, every now and then, We look so young, but it no longer matters, I may shed a tear, but then again… You could say it was all on me, How I would never jump, I held the one-eyed jacks in my hand, But you always held the trump Don’t look way back into the past As life is full of regrets, The love it fades, but the feelings last, I lost when I placed my bets Where your friends now? Whatever happened to your Good Life? Did you take a vow? Whatever happened to your Good Life? I’m always dealt the one-eyed jacks, He stares at me, through the cracks, I’m always dealt the one-eyed jacks, I saw your friends when they turned their backs Where your friends now? Whatever happened to your Good Life? Did you take a vow? Whatever happened to your Good Life? And what could have been, whatever happened to your Good Life? I can still feel your skin, whatever happened to your Good Life? One-eyed jacks are the only thing, I have to remind me of you
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Underground Sax World [Another Song Unknown] They say he played at Ronnie Scotts before the booze and arthritis Came around and set in………..underground saxo world And it echoes on a rainy London night Oxford Circus, the last gig in town, a thousand listens for a second or two, pass you by To the underground saxo world And it echoes on a rainy London nifght Every week you could hear and feel the rave, Pulses pumping, And every week we were buried in the Furniture Cave, And we were jumping, Then we were rolling there, On the road to Brighton, And all the punters stared, And we were oh so frightened Another fantasy blown, Another song that’s unknown, Another long journey home We dragged ourselves to Hatfield and the North, A working man’s club, Some soppy dancer moving back and forth, but she was blind drunk Then we were rolling there, At least until the van broke, Standing in the freezing night air, It all seemed like a cruel joke Another fantasy blown, Another song that’s unknown, Another long journey home But the music keeps playing, And we just keep on praying, And the road keeps on coming, And the van it is humming, And the rain is drumming, While we just keep on strumming We been together for oh so long, This is the final curtain, A final call for our swan song, Our resting place, Wolverton No more rolling there, no more seaside air, No more suits to wear, no more people to stare, No lights, no glare, No lights, no glare, No lights, no glare, No lights, no glare, No ,no, no more lights, no, no, no more glare No ,no, no more lights, no, no, no more glare

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released March 25, 2016

The Hoovers: Bill Sell and Paul Whiting
All instruments Bill and Paul.
Ras Mokko of Ras Kitchen Jamaica: call outs and cookery tips. Additional samples The London Sound Survey, Future Loops and Sugar Bytes.

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The Hoovers Petaluma, California

Bill and Paul met at 17 years of age when Bill answered an ad in Melody Maker for a lead guitarist. It was love at first sight and now after too many years to mention they find themselves thousands of miles from their homeland, still writing and performing songs with the same enthusiasm and energy as ever. Unique observers of everyday life and emotions with an irreverent nod to authority. ... more

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