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You Love More Than Most

Album	You	Global	Diff
Public Image: First Issue Public Image Ltd.	4	2.41	+1.59
Never Mind The Bollocks, Here’s The Sex Pistols Sex Pistols	5	3.44	+1.56
Blonde On Blonde Bob Dylan	5	3.48	+1.52
The Joshua Tree U2	5	3.67	+1.33
Highway 61 Revisited Bob Dylan	5	3.75	+1.25
Sticky Fingers The Rolling Stones	5	3.86	+1.14
Innervisions Stevie Wonder	5	3.87	+1.13
Electric Ladyland Jimi Hendrix	5	3.93	+1.07

You Love Less Than Most

Album	You	Global	Diff
Pet Sounds The Beach Boys	1	3.92	-2.92
The Stone Roses The Stone Roses	1	3.65	-2.65
Music for the Masses Depeche Mode	1	3.37	-2.37
You Want It Darker Leonard Cohen	1	3.32	-2.32
Homework Daft Punk	1	3.29	-2.29
Dog Man Star Suede	1	3.01	-2.01
A Short Album About Love The Divine Comedy	1	2.77	-1.77
The United States Of America The United States Of America	1	2.61	-1.61
The Number Of The Beast Iron Maiden	2	3.57	-1.57
The Gershwin Songbook Ella Fitzgerald	2	3.5	-1.5

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Artist	Albums	Average
Bob Dylan	2	5
Beatles	4	4.25

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Artist	Albums	Average
Leonard Cohen	2	1.5

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Artist	Ratings
Public Image Ltd.	4, 1

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Never Mind The Bollocks, Here’s The Sex Pistols

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One of my favorites. One of his best. The guilty undertaker sighs The lonesome organ grinder cries The silver saxophones say I should refuse you The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn But it’s not that way I wasn’t born to lose you I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you The drunken politician leaps Upon the street where mothers weep And the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you And I wait for them to interrupt Me drinkin’ from my broken cup And ask me to Open up the gate for you I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you How all my fathers, they’ve gone down True love they’ve been without it But all their daughters put me down ’Cause I don’t think about it Well, I return to the Queen of Spades And talk with my chambermaid She knows that I’m not afraid to look at her She is good to me And there’s nothing she doesn’t see She knows where I’d like to be But it doesn’t matter I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit He spoke to me, I took his flute No, I wasn’t very cute to him, was I? But I did it, though, because he lied Because he took you for a ride And because time was on his side And because I . . . I want you, I want you I want you so bad Honey, I want you So. Damn. Good.