Seconds - The Human League

She, she used to live near his brother Now she's an unmarried mother With another on the way He's second rate Twisted out of shape And God, he looks a state It costs so much to look so rough They go to town They like to shop around And look at all those things At all those things they never wanted anyway She hates his hair That stupid coat he wears But sometimes second best Is the best that you can get Oh yeah, oh, somebody told me The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days But still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place Oh, but still it feels like the morning And at night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they hit the ground in the morning, yeah But in the morning it's raining Oh Christ, you're always complaining Can't you think of something else? It's nearly-nu A bargain basement made for two And if you blur your eyes You could be anywhere you want yourself to be Oh yeah, it's bad I know you want to laugh, so laugh But sometimes second best Is all you're going to get Oh yeah, oh, somebody told me The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days Oh, but still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place Oh, but still it feels like the morning At night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they hit the ground in the morning But you're so perfect, you don't interest me at all Your golden boy fell down And don't you know he hasn't got a personality? And I know, he said he'd last all night then gave you seconds, yeah The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days Oh, but still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place Oh, but still it feels like the morning And at night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they hit the ground in the morning Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And my God, they're still alive They got it wrong but they still tried And they made it through to the morning

Ever since I got to ATL, I've been livin' like Nu Nu I ain't Hollywood, I'm Honolulu Prolly sittin' at the bar binge watchin' Hulu Bartender send a Bloody Mary, I said, "Suwoop" Took a lil' time for me to recoup, now I'm back and on my voodoo I've been writin' verses like the Hebrew Rappin' in the ring with the queen, you'll be askin' for a redo Have you walkin' 'round your city sayin', "Wee-woo" Fuck around and send you runnin' back to your people I am not your fuckin' equal, I'm Kitana, this is lethal Welcome to another sequel, Iamdoechii, you poquito Make it supersized in my motherfuckin' mojito We ain't rollin' blunts, my nigga, we roll burritos Me, myself and I, te amo the three amigos That is not a flex, lil' nigga, the lil' flames with the Cheetos Past tense, we already seen those, we know And he know, and she know, ah Told me hit 'em up, I ain't got the data This year the 'Gram, next year gon' be the Fader Doechii gon' shit and y'all gon' eat Been a long week, motherfucker, don't speak

Did you get this far Did you get this far, just to hurt me Did you get this far, to realize that you don't, you don't deserve me I know you, in to this and out of that in seven seconds flat Need you to move me Need not point it out Need no sayin' exactly that Exactly where was the line It can't be that far behind I don't remember we've been stepping over it If I sold out to the underway Than it's really hard to say And anyway I got nothing to show for it I know you In to this and out of that in seven seconds flat Whatever you do You take it to the to point where it's me Not you, and you really did not attack Whatever you do, you've got to cut it out quick If this is some kind of trick I've got no way to see you trough it, no Yeah whatever you do, you've got to cut it out quick If this is some kind of trick, I've got no way to see you through it I know you In to this and out of that in seven seconds flat Ah got on the road Need not spell it out Need not saying exactly that Ah yeah, yeah, yeah Ah

She dreams of nineteen sixty-nine Before the soldiers came The life was cheap on bread and wine And sharing meant no shame She is awakened by the screams Of rockets flying from nearby And scared she clings onto her dreams To beat the fear that she might die And who will have won When the soldiers have gone? From the Lebanon The Lebanon Before he leaves the camp he stops He scans the world outside And where there used to be some shops Is where the snipers sometimes hide He left his home the week before He thought he'd be like the police But now he finds he is at war Weren't we supposed to keep the peace? And who will have won When the soldiers have gone? From the Lebanon The Lebanon The Lebanon From the Lebanon I must be dreaming It can't be true I must be dreaming It can't be true And who will have won When the soldiers have gone? From the Lebanon The Lebanon The Lebanon From the Lebanon

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Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Little people like your offspring Boiled alive for some God's stocking Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting Just because the kid's an orphan Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying People don't forget this torture Just because you call her mother Doesn't mean that she's your better Once more with the voice of Buddha He'll say carry on your slaughter Who cares for the little children You may slice with no conviction Blind revenge on a blameless victim Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Who cares for the little children You may slice with no conviction Blind revenge on a blameless victim Listen to the voice of Buddha Listen to the voice of Buddha Listen to the voice of Buddha