No Doubt B-side Lyrics
No Doubt - B-side Lyrics
Thanks to Genn for her corrections on Cellophane Boy. :)
Corrections for Oi to the World from http://www.mattsmusicpage.com/nodoubt/loito.htm.
You try to teach a dog a brand new trick
You take a ball and toss it far
And then you say "Go get it"
You know you can't teach an old dog new tricks
He only knows what he's trained
No, you can't teach an old dog new tricks
He'll only curl his tail and run away
And so you try a new approach
You try to hold and cuddle it
You hope he'll learn it if you try again
But you just don't get it
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
He only knows what he's trained
No, you can't teach an old dog new tricks
He'll only curl his tail and run away
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
He only knows what he's trained
No, you can't teach an old dog new tricks
Not even if you get down and beg
No, you can't teach an old dog
Remember when you saw him in the window
You bought him from the local pet store
You can't forget the first time you brought him home
You brought him home, he went on the floor
You could have taught him then if you would've known
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
He only knows what he's trained
No, you can't teach an old dog new tricks
He'll only curl his tail and run away
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
He only knows what he's trained
No, you can't teach an old dog new tricks
Not even if you get down and beg
No, you can't teach an old dog
No no way
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
He'll only curl his tail and run away
(instrumental intro)
My room is still clean
Hanje(??) was a punk just like an other boy
And he never had no trouble till he started up his Oi band
Then safe in the garage or singing in the tub
Till Hanje went too far and he plugged into the pub
Twas a cold Christmas Eve when Trevor and the skins
Popped in for a pint and to nick a bag of crisps
Trevor liked the music but not the unity
He unwound Hanje's turban and he knocked him to his knees
Chorus:
If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say 'Oi' to the punks and 'Oi' to the skins
And 'Oi' to the world and everybody wins
Hanje was a bloody mess
He ran right through the crowd
He said, "We'll meet again. We are bloody but not unbowed."
Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet
Christmas Day on the roof down on 20 Oxford Street
(chorus)
(instrumental interlude)
On the roof with the nunchucks Trevor broke alot of bones
But Hanje had a sword like the guy in Indiana Jones
Police sirens wailing, bloody dying men
Hanje was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
When the skins left him there and went down the fire escape
And Hanje saw the North Star shining more than ever
So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving Trevor
Then repelled down the roof with the rest of the turban
And went back to the pub where they bought each other bourbon
(chorus twice)
I've got no time for fairy stories
I'm not a little girl
So you can leave me all alone
And turn off the lights as well
If you were frightened
Then whistle
But I don't think you'd like it
Such a nice kid
Chorus:
Nobody's looking now (nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
Somebody's being very bad
I wonder who it can be
Somebody's going to get in trouble
I know it isn't me
I'm just a little angel
Bet you don't know what I've done
When your back's turned
(chorus)
Pick up those building blocks
Chop off the baby's locks
Swing dolly by the hair
Put down that teddy bear
Slam dunk the happy clown
I throw my toys around
I've got no time for bedtime stories
I'm not a little child
Everything makes me furious
And everything makes me wild
If you were frightened then whistle
And I come running to you
As you boo hoo
(chorus)
Success serenades me
And pressures at the door
Broken promise debris lying around so I'm at war(?)
And my accomplishments
Interrogating me
Today's become tomorrow before I wanted it to be
Desperate dicussions disturb the destruction
Of your sign(?)
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
Chorus:
I'm under construction everyone
So you have to mind the mess
I'm under some construction
I'll always have to try harder
I never really could keep up
Sitting in the corner with my illness and bad luck
But in this humble place
I'm feeling like (?)
And I hope to get better
With some time, I'll be fine
With some time, I'll be fine
(chorus)
Correction
Modification
Correction
Construction
In the rituals that soothe and disguise me
They'll be gone
But sometime, I'll be fine
But sometime, I'll be fine
I'll be fine
(chorus)
Leftovers
(written by Gwen Stefani/ Tony Kanal)
Thinking, what should I do
When I don't have you
Facing my demotion
I'm just a fish in your ocean
Has-been, that's what I am
With my backstage wristband (?) of you
That's not what I'm used to
Feed em all to me
Careful with my stuff
What's your policy?
First one's free
Seal em up (?)
I put em in my pocket
Seal em up
Put em in a jar
Seal em up
When I need em for later
Seal em up
And let em go real far
?...take down
I take the leftovers
Tell me how could I be real careful
Tell me now I get em right on time (?)
Tell me now I get em when I need em
Time is up what's left is over
It's over
I can never have enough
I can never have enough
I sure am greedy
Hand em over to me
Nothing's free
Full Circle
(written by Gwen Stefani/ Tony Kanal/ Tom Dumont)
All I've ever touched or said to them
Become a rehearsal for you
Just practice
To many magic moments
To be coincidence
It all comes full circle
I knew someone who knew you
And he introduced me to you
Your ex-girlfriend had a boyfriend
Who kissed my girlfriend
Who dated Adrian
Chorus:
For all things are getting smaller and smaller
And everything comes back full circle full circle
Since there is no separation
We all know someone else
It all comes full circle
And you come from England
My ex-boyfriend he is Indian
British passport
We're all connected
And everyone is affected
(chorus twice)
My concentration
?
I've got myself snagged on you
No self control
Now all that I wanna do
Sleep in the shadow of you
For the rest of my life
...can chisle
?
And we can live comfortably
For the rest of our lives
?
You're my big distraction
I'll be his companion
I'm falling fast
Like an avalanche
Indentured servant
A slave to this ?
Thank God for hopeful my heart
And mutual feelings
Well look how it's balanced now
Maybe we'll just settle down
For the rest of our lives
And I'm not the judge
Or the referree
And I can't accept
Cause I am uptight
And the smoke screen to my eyes are burning
My concern is I just might give you life
And I can't relate to the hypnotist
And I can't get close
Cause of plastic wrap
And I want to have kids
But their father's up inside the clouds
The distance between us on my mind
Up until now things have been fine...
Temporarily
You're cute, but the circumstance has changed
Your substitution method crutch
Your whole protection from your pain/fame(?)
This presentation of my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy
Oh, it's not the 70's
Let your future fly with me
Up until now things have been fine...
Temporarily
You're cute, but the circumstance has changed
Your substitution method crutch
Your whole protection from your pain/fame(?)
This presentation of my ploy
Is to change my cellophane boy
And I want your habit to be me
Your harbor and your refugee
(written by Gwen Stefani and Tony Kanal)
A damsel in distress is quite submissive
Look how sunburned my vanity is
A feminine human creature
Superficial seducing detour
I go into the mold for the cookie cutter
The ugly duckling will always suffer
Contaminated centers (?) don't try to fight it
I better get back on my diet
Obsessed with the beauty contest
Beauty contest
How'd my vanity get such a mess?
Beauty contest
I'm obsessed
Reduce myself, I got the strict restrictions
Not sexy enough without the regulations
I'm (?) my fading features
Want to blossom, not bloom to perish
Obsessed with the beauty contest
Beauty contest
Oh I've got to get out of this mess
Beauty contest
I'm obsessed
And I've fallen, I can't help myself
Feeling envious of all the rest
You're bringing out the lemming in me
A victim of a cattle call disease
Not easy to be me
I feel subordinate
Obsessed with the beauty contest
Beauty contest
How'd my vanity get such a mess?
Obsessed with the beauty contest
Obsessed with the beauty contest
Beauty contest
I've got to get out of this mess
Obsessed with the beauty contest
Obsessed with the beauty contest
Beauty contest
How'd my vanity get such a mess?
Caught up in the beauty contest
(repeat)
(baby's voice: My vanity's a mess.)
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