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Changing Faces - The Best Of 10CC & Goldey & Creme, 10CC,Godley & Creme
Changing Faces - The Best Of 10CC & Goldey & Creme
Release type: Compilation
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Release date:

1987

 
Duration: 67:35  
Size, Mb: 93,02  
Bitrate:

192

 
Price for album: 1.28 (discount 20%)  

 
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1
Dreadlock Holiday Lyrics
I was walkin' down the street
Concentratin' on truckin' right
I heard a dark voice beside of me
And I looked round in a state of fright
I saw four faces one mad
A brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit
And turned to each other
I say
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
Don't you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru my words
`Cause you ain't heard me out yet
Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said I'll give you one dollar
I said you've got to be jokin' man
It was a present from me Mother
He said I like it I want it
I'll take it off your hands
And you'll be sorry you crossed me
You'd better understand that you're alone
A long way from home
And I say
I don't like reggae no no
I love it
I don't like reggae oh no
I love it
Don't you cramp me style
Don't you queer on me pitch
Don't you walk thru my words
`Cause you ain't heard me out yet
I hurried back to the swimming pool
Sinkin' pina coladas
I heard a dark voice beside me say
Would you like something harder
She said I've got it you want it
My harvest is the best
And if you try it you'll like it
And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday
And I say
Don't like Jamaica oh no
I love her
Don't like Jamaica oh no
I love her oh yea
Don't you walk thru her words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru her words
`Cause you ain't heard her out yet
I don't like cricket
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
I don't like reggae
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)
Don't like Jamaica
I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)
05:03 192 6,94 0.10
2
The Wall Street Shuffle Lyrics 03:53 192 5,35 0.10
3
Under Your Thumb Lyrics
I was standing in the station
being pounded by the rain
so I chose the last compartment
of a stationary train
I felt someone get in behind me
but I never caught their eye
but I thought I heard I heard a woman's voice
whispering goodbye
So I lay down in the darkness
with the beer and coffee stains
and I stared out at the thunder
through the broken window panes
And although the storm was booming
like an engine in the sky
I'm sure I heard a woman's voice cry
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb
it's over and done
I'll never be under your thumb forever
So I rolled myself a cigarette
and smoked it on my own
but it didn't stop the whispers
or the smell of her cologne
Then she rose up out of nowhere
and her hair was full of steam
and she stuck her head out the window
and screamed and screamed, she screamed!
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb
it's over and done
I'll never be under your thumb forever
So I picked up an old newspaper to read
and I noticed something very strange indeed
So I looked a little closer
and it chilled me to the bone
"Woman throws herself from speeding train,
identity unknown"
But I recognized the picture of the woman who was dead
and underneath the picture it said
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb
it's over and done
I'll never be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb forever
Don't wanna be under your thumb
it's over and done
I'll never be under your thumb forever
03:40 192 5,05 0.10
4
Life Is A Minestrone Lyrics
I'm dancing on the White House lawn
Sipping tea by the Taj Mahal at dawn
Hanging round the gardens of Babylon
Minnie Mouse has got it all sewn up
She gets more fan mail than the Pope
She takes the mickey out of all my phobias
Like signing cheques to ward off double pneumonia
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold Lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
I'm leaning on the Tower of Pisa
Had an eyeful of the tower in France
I'm hanging round the gardens of Madison
And the seat of learning
And the flush of success
Relieves a constipated mind
I'm like a gourmet in a skid row diner
A fitting menu for a dilettante
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold Lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
Love is a fire of flaming brandy
Upon a crepe suzette
Let's get this romance cooking, honey
But let us not forget
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold Lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
04:30 192 6,18 0.10
5
An Englishman In New York Lyrics 05:55 192 8,13 0.10
6
Art For Art's Sake Lyrics 04:22 192 6,01 0.10
7
Donna Lyrics
Oh Donna
You made me stand up
You made me sit down, Donna
Sit down, Donna
Sit down
You made stand up
Donna waiting by the telephone
Donna waiting for the phone to ring
Oh Donna
You make me break up
You make me break down, Donna
Break down, Donna
Break down
You make me break up
Meanwhile waiting by the telephone
Donna is waiting for the phone to ring
"Hello, darling
Yes I love you darling
Yes I love you"
Oh Donna
You made me stand up
You made me sit down, Donna
Sit down, Donna
Sit down
You make stand up
Donna I'd stand on my head for you
Oh my love, my own one
Oh my love, my own one
Donna waiting by the telephone
Donna waiting for the phone to ring
Oh Donna
Oh Donna
Oh Donna
Oh Donna
Donna I love you
02:59 192 4,11 0.10
8
Snack Attack Lyrics 03:55 192 5,40 0.10
9
Cry Lyrics
You don't know how to ease my pain,
You don't know.
You don't know how to ease my pain.

You don't know what the sound is darlin',
It's the sound of my tears falling.
Or is it the rain?

(You don't know.)

You don't know how to play the game,
And you cheat, you lie,
You make me wanna Cry.

You make me wanna Cry.

Cry

You make me wanna Cry.

You don't know how to ease my pain,
You don't know.
You don't know how to ease my pain.

Dont'cha hear any voices crying,
That's the sound of our love dying.
Here comes the rain.

You don't know how to play the game,
And you cheat, you lie,
You don't even know how to say goodbye.

You make me wanna Cry,
You don't know.
You don't even know how to say goodbye.

You make me wanna Cry---

You don't even know how to say goodbye.

You make me wanna Cry--------

(Cry)

Cry (x3)
03:59 192 5,46 0.10
10
The Things We Do For Love Lyrics 03:23 192 4,66 0.10
11
Wedding Bells Lyrics 03:21 192 4,60 0.10
12
I'm Mandy, Fly Me Lyrics 05:22 192 7,37 0.10
13
Good Morning Judge Lyrics
Well good morning Judge, how are you today
I'm in trouble, please put me away
A pretty thing took a shine to me
I couldn't stop her so I let it be
I couldn't stop her so I let it be
I couldn't stop her so I let it be
I couldn't stop her so I let it be
He didn't do it, he wasn't there
He didn't want it, he wouldn't dare
Well good morning Judge, yes I'm back again
I'm in trouble, so it's back to the pen
I found a car but I couldn't pay
I fell in love and I drove it away
I fell in love and I drove it away
I fell in love and I drove it away
I fell in love and I drove it away
He didn't do it, he wasn't there
He didn't want it, he wouldn't dare
I didn't do it, I wasn't there
I didn't want it, I wouldn't dare
Alcatraz is like a home sweet home
I'm so wanted and I'm never alone
San Quentin is the place to be
I'm so happy I don't wanna be free
So happy I don't wanna be free
So happy I don't wanna be free
So happy I don't wanna be free
02:56 192 4,04 0.10
14
Rubber Bullets Lyrics
I went to a party at the local county jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscreet
They were brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail
Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the local county jail
Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles around
You could hear the sirens wail
There's a rumor goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Sergeant Baker started talkin'
With a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear
He was always in command
He said "Blood will flow;
Here Padre
Padre you talk to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will come to set you free"
Well we don't understand
Why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some's got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
04:44 192 6,50 0.10
15
Save A Mountain For Me Lyrics 03:37 192 4,95 0.10
16
I'm Not In Love Lyrics 06:01 192 8,27 0.10