The Vaselines
oliver twisted
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted
Who used to think he was a brand and gifted
Stupendously handsome, beautifully smart
He had no heart
On his own, he was all alone
He wanted more than he ever got
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted
Who took life so slow that he occasionally missed it
Permanently senseless, never on his brain
He had no brain
On his own, he was all alone
He wanted more than he ever got
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted
Who lived on the edge or so he insisted
Intelligently careless, hated Rock and Roll
He had no soul
On his own, he was all alone
He wanted more than he ever got
- :
- V for Vaselines
- Dum-Dum
- Dying For It (EP)
- Son Of A Gun (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- Sex With An X
- Enter the Vaselines
- Enter the Vaselines (Deluxe Edition)
- The Way of the Vaselines: A Complete History
- All the Stuff and More…
- 1988-06-16: London, UK
- One Too Twee: An Indiepop Retrospective
- Twee as Fuck: The Joy of Kittenhood
- Indie Top 20, Volume V
- Dying for It
- Kurt Cobain: About a Son
- LSTN #4
- SP20: Casual Nostalgia Fest
- 53rd & 3rd: Fun While It Lasted..., Part II
- Mojo Presents: Roots of Nirvana