THE BRITISH INVASION - KEANE

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - ECHOBELLY

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - THE ANIMALS

 

Boom

 Boom 

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Boom boom boom boom

Gonna shoot you right down

Take you in my arms

I'm in love with you

Love that is true

Boom boom boom boom

 

[Verse 2]

I like the way you walk

I like the way you talk

When you walk that walk

And you talk that talk

You knock me out

Right off of my feet

 

 

[Chorus]

C'mon and shake (Shake it baby)

Shake it up baby (Shake it baby)

C'mon now baby (Shake it baby)

I don't mean maybe (Shake it baby)

You're driving me crazy (Shake it baby)

C'mon, c'mon (Shake it baby)

 

[Chorus]

C'mon and shake (Shake it baby)

Shake it up baby (Shake it baby)

Yeah, shake (Shake it baby)

I don't mean maybe (Shake it baby)

You're driving me crazy (Shake it baby)

C'mon, c'mon (Shake it baby)

All right, all right

Come on, baby

 

[Verse 3]

The way you walk

The way you talk

When you walkin' that walk

And talkin' that talk

You knock me out

Right off of my feet

I need you right now

I mean right now

Come on, come on

Come on, shake it up baby

 

 

[Chorus]

C'mon and shake (Shake it baby)

Shake it up baby (Shake it baby)

C'mon now baby (Shake it baby)

C'mon now baby (Shake it baby)

Come on and shake (Shake it baby)

Alright, alright

 

[Chorus]

C'mon and shake (Shake it baby)

Shake it up baby (Shake it baby)

C'mon and shake (Shake it baby)

Shake, shake, shake (Shake it baby)

Shake it up baby (Shake it baby)

Come on, baby

All right, all right

THE BRITISH INVASION - DEAD CAN DANCE

 

Fillya marya dushar ke dio

Fillya darya dushar ke diao

Fillya marya dushar ke dios

Fillya drama kokar ke diam

Fillya morra liamaneya eyamar

Fillya marya dushar giageyamar

Fillya morra laura manaliamer

Fillya marya dushar giageyamar

 

Fillya marya dukhar ke dius

Subra darya doshar ke diam

Fillya marya morra ke nius

Suva darya dushar ke diam

Fillya morra liamaneya eyamar

Fillya marya dushar gialeyamar

Fillya morra laura manaliamer

Fillya darya dushar giageyamar

 

Favoured son

Turn in the garden

Shades of one

Sins forgotten

 

Favoured signs to find hope

In the rounds of life

Favoured rhymes to find hope

In the sands of life;

 

Favoured son

Fence in your heart

Savored son

Sins forgotten

THE BRITISH INVASION - THEAUDIENCE

 

Harry Don’t Fetch The Water Lyrics

 

It seems I'd been under pressure

For most of my days

I'll never live like your crassurvey

You did your deals for your cast

But there's plenty mose hidden there

Stewards of plus ça change

 

Ask her what has changed

What has changed?

 

Chorus:

Harry, don't fetch the water

Harry, don't fetch the water

 

 

Winning friends

Negotiation

Coming first and being grand

If the day you can't get it up

Means that you won't forget how far we've come

And what we've done

And there's no community

 

What free spirit can fail to play with idle hands?

 

Chorus (x2)

 

In the winter or the summer

In the winter or the summer

No more

THE BRITISH INVASION - SKUNK ANANSIE

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - LLOYD COLE AND THE COMMOTIONS

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - THE CHEMICAL BROTHERS

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - ELBOW

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - CROWDED HOUSE

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - OASIS

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - RADIOHEAD

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - SPIRITUALIZED

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - THE WATERBOYS

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - THE CLASH

 

SPECTRAL MORNINGS

My morning glory, Has a Lord attitude, My morning story, Oxford is your patibulum, In Paris I danced the last tango, In Liverpool I sang beyond the grave, Eternal strawberry fields, Eternal surreal gave me birth, At the gates of our last dwelling-places, Wilde, Keats, And Yeats are yours, At the windows of narrated art, Woolf, Lessing, And Austen are mine, My aureole-like morning, Moss gathered in honey water, Does not gather moss on a rolling stone, My spectrum rises to the sky, In Prague my heart is Rilkean, In Grangemouth a Cocteau twin, Unparalled voice of Joycean verse, Unparalled flavor of Bordeaux wine, In the room of the first prayer to knowledge, I hope I die before I get too old, In the last portion of my existence, I hope I fade away before I die, My spectral morning, This state machine over your helpless beauty, Dies during an out-of-the-body flight, My glory is on the ground with no surprises, In America my pride is black, In Ireland it speaks in the name of love, The two of us in the street without a name and a gutter, The two of us with no one and no fear, I still smile in a troubled night, The sun must go down to rise again, I still float downstream into paradise in a sweet dream, The moon must spin to balance the earth, My glorious mornings, Mornings to where the spectra point, The future was a question made by curious voices, The future is what they made of it yesterday.

THE BRITISH INVASION - LUSH

 

THE BRITISH INVASION - CULTURE CLUB