10cc Lyrics
10cc Lyrics
"Headline Hustler Lyrics"
Trading My Sorrows Lyrics
I'm trading my sorrows I'm trading my shame I'm laying them down For the joy of the Lord I'm trading my sickness I'm tradi
I'm trading my sorrows I'm trading my shame I'm laying them down For the joy of the Lord I'm trading my sickness I'm tradi
I got me a job on the local paper
Everybody there thinks I'm nice
But they'd better look twice
'Cos it isn't me
I wanna be
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
You keep writing me letters
But I haven't got time
I'm busy l
Celestial Divinity Lyrics
Sleep with twilight mourning Infinite dreams you touch the eternity so far in the end It weeps forever in your destiny...ooking at photographs
But they'd better not be from the BBC
You're gonna hear from me
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Better not turn around
I'll stab you in the back
And you don't know what I'm hiding
Under my plastic mac, u
I got a very good friend in the CIA
And he says that he never takes bribes
But he's telling lies
'Cos he's into me
He knows I wanna be
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
If your brother's wearing dresses
And your neighbour's swapped his wife
Well, I'm gonna make the headlines
With your private life
With your other wife
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Sleep with twilight mourning Infinite dreams you touch the eternity so far in the end It weeps forever in your destiny...
But they'd better not be from the BBC
You're gonna hear from me
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Better not turn around
I'll stab you in the back
And you don't know what I'm hiding
Under my plastic mac, u
This Profane Finality Lyrics
Bury me deep in the blackest earth drunken on maggots, home of thousand worms. Nail me up into the blackest coffin and bed me down into
der my plastic mac Bury me deep in the blackest earth drunken on maggots, home of thousand worms. Nail me up into the blackest coffin and bed me down into
I got a very good friend in the CIA
And he says that he never takes bribes
But he's telling lies
'Cos he's into me
He knows I wanna be
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
If your brother's wearing dresses
What You Gonna Do? Lyrics
It's a Hell Up in Harlem, fuckit, another day another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the Rottweilers Pull the collars, make em sit fo
It's a Hell Up in Harlem, fuckit, another day another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the Rottweilers Pull the collars, make em sit fo
And your neighbour's swapped his wife
Well, I'm gonna make the headlines
With your private life
With your other wife
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker