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Royal Flush (Mono Demo) Stereophonics
"Royal Flush (Mono Demo)" by Stereophonics, released in 1997, is a #Rock track that explores themes of love, loss, and the complexities of relationships. The lyrics convey a sense of longing and vulnerability. Musically, it features raw, stripped-back instrumentation, showcasing the band's early sound. Its emotional depth resonates with fans, contributing to Stereophonics' enduring appeal.
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Got a royal flush
I gotta ten bob in my pocket for luck
Just another crush
I got my head read in the shed once again, my friend
Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face, wanna take me home
I missed you, sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone
Just another lush
I got my ten green bottles in my pocket for luck
And another rut
Get your dead head in the shed once again, my friend
Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face, wanna take me home
I missed your sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone
Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face, wanna take me home
I missed you, sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone
Cigarette burning, got an opal ring
Dirty magazine turning, you're the bird who sings
Sleeping on a shag pile, sleeping on me
Sleeping like an angel watching over me
I gotta ten bob in my pocket for luck
Just another crush
I got my head read in the shed once again, my friend
Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face, wanna take me home
I missed you, sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone
Just another lush
I got my ten green bottles in my pocket for luck
And another rut
Get your dead head in the shed once again, my friend
Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face, wanna take me home
I missed your sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone
Inside, outside, upside, downside
See my face, wanna take me home
I missed you, sister, shake your pistol
Hear my voice on your telephone
Cigarette burning, got an opal ring
Dirty magazine turning, you're the bird who sings
Sleeping on a shag pile, sleeping on me
Sleeping like an angel watching over me
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