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You've Got It
03:43
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It hits me like a bolt of lightning
Straight through the chest it's so damn exciting
The rush it brings is ridiculously frightening
I don't know what it is, I don't know what it does
But I need it and I want it
You've got it, you've got it it
'Cause I feel it and I see that
You've got it, you've got it
'Cause I need it and I want it
Now, now, now, now
I'll take you out, I'l take you out (you've got it)
It chases me just like a tornado
With all of its wonders out on show
Screaming all my secrets that it knows
I don't know what it is, I don't know what it does
But I need it and I want it
You've got it, you've got it it
'Cause I feel it and I see that
You've got it, you've got it
'Cause I need it and I want it
Now, now, now, now
I'll take you out, I'l take you out (you've got it)
Now, now, now, now
I'll take you out, I'll take you out
Now, now, now, now
I'll take you out, I'll take you out
Now, now, now, now
I'll take you out, I'll take you out (now I'll take)
Now, now, now, now
I'll take you out, I'll take you out (you out)
But I need it and I want it
You've got it, you've got it it
'Cause I feel it and I see that
You've got it, you've got it
'Cause I need it and I want it
Now, now, now, now
I'll take you out, I'l take you out (you've got it)
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2. |
She Wants It
02:43
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She could erase us with her war paint
You can hear her battle cry
She got an itchy trigger finger
And she might just blow your mind
'Cause the crowd screams riot
And her mind declares war
You couldn't blame her what she's been through
You ain't seen anything she saw
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down the moon
She dresses like a lady
She dances like a whore
She don't move like nothin'
That I seen before
She's a dance floor lover
She ain't like no other
You'd take her home to your daddy
But not to your mother
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down the moon
She wants it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it
She's caught in a motion, she's stuck in a cycle
You raise a fist, she'll raise a glass
You come at her, she'll kick your ass
She wants it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it
She feels like shooting down the moon
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down my moon
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3. |
Holy Smokes
03:58
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I came across the child of my mind
I left that kid near deaf, dumb, and blind
He looked at me with a cheeky smile
And said today is my day and tonight's my night
And he said holy smokes
Get me to the weekend
'Cause this isn't what I call being alive
And he said oh my lord
I must be freaking
To think I was born just to work 'til I die
He got a black eye and a broken nose
Says he cut out his heart
And he sold his soul
He's not quite sure what he needs to know
But he's certain of the places he's gotta go
And he sang holy smokes
Get me to the weekend
'Cause this isn't what I call being alive
And he sang oh my lord
I must be freaking
To think I was born just to work 'til I die
Holy smokes get me to the weekend
'Cause this isn't what I call being alive
And he said oh my lord
I must be freaking
To think I was born just to work 'til I die
And he said holy smokes
Get me to the weekend
'Cause this isn't what I call being alive
And he sang oh my lord
I must be freaking
To think I was born just to work 'til I die
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4. |
Cannonball
03:39
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Sunshine and rainbows
They all fade away
My brand new tomorrow
Left me yesterday
They call me a scumbag
And a scoundrel to boot
I wouldn't call them liars
'Cause what they say about me is true
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball, yeah
Welcome to the estate son
Were you sent here for your sins?
They'll tell you rumours of sunshine
But they won't let any in
'Cause all my colours are gone now
Will they ever come back
'Cause I'm sick and tired
Of a world that's grey and black
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball, yeah
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball (like a cannonball)
Tonight (tonight), tonight (tonight)
Hit you like a cannonball, yeah
Like a cannonball
Like a cannonball
Like a cannonball
Like a cannonball
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5. |
Call It Out
03:28
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I can't see when you're standing next to me
'Cause you're my shining light
Make you wanna take your chances
You'll wanna roll the dice
Test the limits
Push the boundaries
Tonight's our lucky night
And if we get caught in the thick of it
I won't run from the fight
When you see what it's all about to me
Call it out to me, call it out to me
Then you'll see that it's all alright with me
Shout it out to me, shout it out to me
When you see what it's all about to me
Call it out to me, call it out to me
When you see that it's all alright
Shout it out , shout it out to me
Cheap wine and streetlights
We'll make our way under starry skies
We'll wake up blinded with the sun shining in our eyes
What we got here?
What we gonna do?
What you holdin on to?
We'll push too hard and we'll push too far
Until we've got nothin' left to lose
When you see what it's all about to me
Call it out to me, call it out to me
Then you'll see that it's all alright with me
Shout it out to me, shout it out to me
When you see what it's all about to me
Call it out to me, call it out to me
When you see that it's all alright
Shout it out , shout it out to me
Shout it out, shout it out honey
Shout it out, shout it out for me
Shout it out, shout it out honey
Shout it out, shout it out for me
When you see what it's all about to me
Call it out to me, call it out to me
Then you'll see that it's all alright with me
Shout it out to me, shout it out to me
When you see what it's all about to me
Call it out to me, call it out to me
When you see that it's all alright
Shout it out , shout it out to me
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The Titanics Belfast, UK
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Belfast upstarts The Titanics don't compromise, won't
apologise and promise to mesmerise you with their potent mix of alternative, indie and punk rock. Four lads who are blazing their trail in the northern Irish music scene using a live performance that is refreshingly intense and energetic and songs that you won't be forgetting any time soon...
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