I am starting to really like the Killers and this has to be the best song I have heard in years. Just fantastic.

Lyrics:

On the corner of main street
Just tryin' to keep it in line
You say you wanna move on and
You say I'm falling behind

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town
I got the green light
I got a little fight
I'm gonna turn this thing around

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The good old days, the honest man;
The restless heart, the Promised Land
A subtle kiss that no one sees;
A broken wrist and a big trapeze

Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go, can you read my mind?

It’s funny how you just break down
Waitin' on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin' my spine

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The teenage queen, the loaded gun;
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One
A southern drawl, a world unseen;
A city wall and a trampoline

Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go
Tell me what you find when you read my mind

Slippin’ in my faith until I fall
You never returned that call
Woman, open the door, don't let it sting
I wanna breathe that fire again

She said
Oh well I don't mind, you don't mind
Cause I don't shine if you don't shine

Put your back on me
Put your back on me
Put your back on me

The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun
When you read my mind

 

Carter USM - Sheriff Fatman

Ahhh - this one takes me back. Carter USM was not for everyone, they had a unique post-punk style that was out of place in the world of 1990's UK pop crap. But I loved them. This - Sheriff Fatman - was the hit they were most famous for. The memories come flooding back, mosh pits, pint of snakebite, crowd surfing and long hair (crew-cut on the back and sides). I grew up as a teenager in an era that stylistically sat awkwardly between the 80's and 90's and, like a mad uncle, nobody talks about. Here is to Carter and their drum machine!

Lyrics:

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...
Sherrif Fatman

Now Sherrif Fatman started out in business as a granny farmer
He was infamous for fifteen minutes
And he appeared on Panorama
Then he someone got himself on board the Starship Enterprise Allowance Scheme
With a Prince of Wales Award for pushing valium and amphetamines

Move it on up behind second base
Behind Nicholas van Whatshisface
At six foot six and a hundred tonnes
The undisputed king of the slums
With more aliases than Klaus Barbie
The master butcher of Leigh-on-Sea
Just about to take the stage
The one and only
Hold the front page
Fatman's got something to sell
To the capital's homeless
At the Crossroads Motel for the no fixed aboders
You can live life in style
If you sleep in the closet
If you flash him a smile take your two pounds deposit
There's bats in the belfry, the windows are jammed
The toilets aren't healthy, he don't give a damn
He just chuckles and smiles
And laughs like a madman
A born-again Rachman
Here comes Sherrif Fatman

With his valium, amphetamines, sick notes and his phoney prescriptions
And just when you thought it was safe to go back in the kitchen
Deadheads, crackheads, bunkbeds and breakfast
Wake up you sleepy headcases
Check this

Moving up behind second base
Behind Nicholas van Whatshisface
At six foot six and a hundred tonnes
The undisputed king of the slums
With more aliases than Klaus Barbie
The master butcher of Leigh-on-Sea
Just about to take the stage
The one and only
Hold the front page

Moving up behind second base
Behind Nicholas van Whatshisface
At six foot six and a hundred tonnes
The undisputed king of the slums
With more aliases than Klaus Barbie
The master butcher of Leigh-on-Sea
In a hatchback from Notre Dame
The one and only
Sherrif Fatman

In goes another expert
And now I'm losing my patience
So cold I'd rather work at the United Nations
He's buying up houses for the has-beens and helpless
From Lands End to Southend and Chelsea
There's bats in the belfry, the windows are jammed
The toilets ain't healthy, he don't give a damn
He just chuckles and smiles
And laughs like a madman
Ladies and gentlmen, I give you...
Sherrif Fatman 

Mika - Grace Kelly

Don't tell me this doesn't make you smile :)

Lyrics:

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess Im a little bit shy
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!

How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why dont yo like me
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Why dont you like me
Why dont you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on the shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
Ive gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you walk out the door!