Narcissist - Lyrics - The Libertines - Libertines

Title: Narcissist
Album: The Libertines
Artist: Libertines
Composer(s): Carl Barat, Peter Doherty

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Lyric:
Professionally trendy in the glow of Clapham Sun
There's life after work and it can be such fun
You see all the models in magazines and on the walls
You wanna be just like them 'cause they're so cool

They're just narcissist
Well wouldn't it be nice to be Dorian Gray, just for a day?
They're just narcissist
Ohh, what's so great to be Dorian Gray, every day?

We're living in a looking glass
As the beauty of life goes by
You're goin' to be so old
You're goin' to grow so old
Your skin so cold

Well they're just narcissist
Well wouldn't it be nice to be Dorian Gray, just for a day?
Such narcissist
Ohh, what's so great to be Dorian Gray, every day?

They're just narcissist
Wouldn't it be great to be Dorian Gray, just for a day
Just for a day?

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Narcissist - Lyrics - Famous Last Words - Hedley

Title: Narcissist
Album: Famous Last Words
Artist: Hedley
Composer(s): Christian Robert Crippin, David Robert Madiso Genn, Jacob William Hoggard, Thomas Walter Macdonald, Dave Rosin

Lyric:
He has been high school hero
He's first in line in his own mind
And doesn't care about the rest
A handsome half wit zero
He'll be your friend until the end
If you're the coolest and the best

He falls in love with
His reflection in the glass
He can't resist who's staring back

He makes a case that all you've ever needed was a pretty face
But the bottom line about it is a, never was, is all he'll ever be
He can't resist the paranoid delusions of a narcissist
It doesn't matter anyway 'cause he's a self fulfilling prophecy
Of make believe

She's a suburban princess
She's had it all since she was small
And sucking on a silver spoon
Another gold card purchase
This daddy's girl thinks the whole world
Revolves around her like the moon

Each day's her film premiere
Where all the boys will stare
She pretends she doesn't care

She makes a case that all you've ever needed is a pretty face
But the bottom line about it is a, never was, is all she'll ever be
She can't resist the paranoid delusions of a narcissist
It doesn't matter anyway 'cause she's a self fulfilling prophecy
Of make believe

And on the day he met her
The high pretension of their love
Connection all but sealed the deal
Happily ever after
Who better for each other than
Another candidate to

Make a case that all they've ever needed was a pretty face
But the bottom line about it is a, never was, is all they'll ever be
They can't resist the paranoid delusions of a narcissist
But they're together anyway and share their self obsessed reality

We can't resist the paranoid delusions of a narcissist
It doesn't matter anyway 'cause we're all self fulfilling prophecies
Of make believe

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Streets Of Pain - Lyrics - Richard Marx

Title: Streets Of Pain
Artist: Richard Marx
Composer(s): Richard Marx, Fee Waybill

Lyric:
She's still another party blonde who has always had her way
Now just another hanger on with a faded resume
He's gonna be a leading man in the Gary Cooper mold
Now workin' at a pretzel stand but it's him that's gettin' sold

Big dreamer gonna take the town but she's runnin' out of time
Still singin' at a sleazy lounge to a house of drooling swine
Self satisfied narcissist with a body like a God
He's thinking that's all there is but I don't want that job

Streets of pain, oh, they don't hear the cryin'
Streets of pain never felt the tears
Streets of pain, oh, they just keep on lyin'
Get it through your head 'cause some things never change

Won't it finally be obvious that there's very little chance?
Can't they see it's a Greyhound bus and not their handsome prince?
Isn't anybody satisfied with the average girl next door?
Does she have to be glamorized so the world will love her more?

Streets of pain, sinkin' like a rock in a river
Streets of pain never felt so cold, yeah
Streets of pain lower than a snake can slither
Not to mention all the stories never told

Pretty girl becomes a socialite, standin' in somebody else's light
Anything can happen late at night, in the morning she'll be out of sight
Made a million on a lucky streak, threw it all away as foolishly
One of many comic tragedies, what else can there be?

So you better get on the road to the desolation station
And you better bring all you own, it's a permanent vacation
We're waitin' here with open arms but it isn't what it seems
Just looking for the boulevard on the trail of broken dreams

Streets of pain, oh, they don't hear the cryin'
Streets of pain never felt the tears
Streets of pain, oh, they just keep on lyin'
Get it through your head 'cause some things never change

Streets of pain, sinkin' like a rock in a river
Streets of pain never felt so cold
Streets of pain lower than a snake can slither
Not to mention all the stories never told

Streets of pain, streets of pain
Streets of pain
Streets of pain, streets of pain
Streets of pain

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Blot - Lyrics - Midnight Oil

Title: Blot
Artist: Midnight Oil
Composer(s): Robert Hirst, Peter Garrett, James Moginie

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Lyric:
Welcome stranger, listen in
The presumption of innocence was buried again
Carve up-sell off
Triumphalism gotta be a curse or even worse
It's inherited it's recurring
Oh God

I have walked, I have swum, I've hitchhiked and I've run
Do you know what I mean
I have sat with my beer in the EH Drive-In
Do you know what I've seen?

The triumphalist and narcissist are joined ear
And hip and phone, they're worshiping their chrome
Carve up, sell off
Some people speak with chainsaw tongue
Some just golden arches smile
Some relish others suffering, some just run and hide

I have dreamed, I have schemed, I have made myself clean
Do you know what I mean?
I have sat up and I have strayed got caught up and I prayed
Do you know what I've seen?

The story's just the same but the ending it can change
He wants to build a monument it's everlasting in cement
It's cellular recombinant, he is not lite, he will not die
Carve up-sell off

Gonna pick up all the pieces they're available from species
With all the goat and all the sheep
And all the human bits and pieces
But he'll make you sign the releases, 'Welcome'

In the year of the reign of the real citizen
Kane Wilkommen, the squeeze is on
It's a falling down on thou and I

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