No use in our pretending we don't know what we know
We know a lot of things
I know each muscle on your back and every toe
But you've held out on me, I can tell
from your eyes
Disguising the ace that you hold
I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite
It's boy meets girl and here we go once again
Where is that Yankee ingenuity
Somebody told me how the motion picture would end
I turned and glared at them
And then I read the way the world was going to end
With a whimpering sound, not a banging away
I'm sorry I gave it away
I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite
It's boy meets girl and here we go once again
I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite
It's boy meets girl and here we go once again
Where is that Yankee ingenuity
I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite
It's boy meets girl and here we go once again
Where is that Yankee ingenuity
Break the rules and make a fool out of me
Where is that Yankee ingenuity right now
I want a big surprise tonite
A really big surprise tonite
Sorry, no lyrics, this is an instrumental
We're a fun bunch of guys
And we come from outer space
On the planet where we're from
War is even fun
We're a fun bunch of guys
We're a fun bunch of guys
Here to infiltrate and get a tan
We arrived here from the sky
On that cream pie parked outside
We're a fun bunch of guys
We're a fun bunch of guys
We speak English real good
On our T.V.'s in the sky
Your reruns come in fine
We're a fun bunch of guys
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I don't know why
This dancing doesn't mean a lot to me
All that it does is make me want to be
All alone with you tonight
When I feel you by my side
I go ape
This room is filled with possibilities
Hush now listen and you'll hear
Something bordering on weird
Can you hear
No exaggeration, no hallucination
I can hear it singing now
It's a song that sings itself
It's a song that sings itself
Twelve o'clock and all is well
Young fools are we
We think we own the world and own the stars
And yet in fact we barely own our cars
But in moments such as these
There are future memories
You will see
No exaggeration, no hallucination
I can hear it singing now
Dim all the lights
Squeeze me so tight that logic flies from me
It's a song that sings itself
It's a song that sings itself
Twelve o'clock and all is well
We all expected champagne
But it never did come
But it never did come
We said, "Hey, where's our champagne ?"
And they gave us a gun
Said to go and have fun
So many riches just out of reach
Coming attractions washed up on the beach, oh yeah
(chorus)
Let's take a walk
A walk down memory lane
Past the signs of the times
That lit our little way
And decide what it is
That made it all this way
And decide who it is
That might make it O.K.
The sun bears down on the man
With a girl on his arm
She's a victim of charm
She thinks, Sinatra the man
Think of him as you walk
Think of him as you talk
So many riches just out of reach
Coming attractions washed up on the beach, oh yeah
(chorus)
They say in 10 million years
That the sun'll burn out
And that'll be that
She drinks a couple of beers
Takes a look at the sun
She would love to see that
So many riches just out of reach
Coming attractions washed up on the beach, oh yeah
(chorus)
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Play the shark
Play the bride
Joan of Arc
Mrs. Hyde
You're a girl with a thousand faces to choose from, do one
Do the saint
Do the waif
Do the child
That was great
Great performances only come with some inspiration
CHORUS
Oh, what a great performance
What a convincing performance
An Academy Award performance
Well produced
Clever lines
Well rehearsed
Well defined
There's a goldmine in what you do, but of course you know that
That's not bad
Nor is that
Very good
So was that
On behalf of the guys you've known, here's your golden trophy
CHORUS
Play the scene
Naturelle
Drop the lights
Drop the towel
No director can tell you what you should do, you'll do it
What panache
Oh, what style
Pack the house
Pack the aisles
Everyone's in the dark when you're in the room, those rumors
Who knows what the winds gonna bring when the invalids sing
"La las" with a powerful sting thatll stop any opera or any Bing
Sing, spread the news across the land
All winners will be also-rans
Achoo-one size fits everyone
Achoo-one breath, the deed has been done
Grey hair and dash and flair give you doctor an air
I'm hurt, but the choise that you made is an obvious
one for a girl who needs care
I do hope that he makes you well
Say, is there any cure for Hell,
Achoo-one size fits everyone
Achoo-one breath, the deed has been done
Sing, ile de France and everywhere
You can't ignore that sort of air
Achoo-one size fits everyone
Achoo-one breath, the deed has been done
So, open wide, open wide and say, open wide and say goodbye, you'll be OK
Achoo-he's gonna whisk you away
Achoo-he's gonna make you OK
Dobro pozhalovat na bortu aviakompanii Aeroflot!
(Welcome to Aeroflot Aircompany!)
I don't know about you, but I'm sitting pretty
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
Vodka on ice, and a hostess who's witty
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
Buckle up, buckle up, buckle up, daddy-o
Stow your bags overhead or it ain't a go
Buckle up, buckle up, buckle up, daddy-o
You never know, you never know, do you
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
We've got reservations (repeat)
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
We've got reservations
I don't know about you, but I love adventure
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
On Aeroflot, every flight's an adventure
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
Stretch on out, daddy-o, we're talking space
Every pilot is an honored Mig ace
Leningrad, St. Petersburg, in either case
You never know, you never you, do you
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
We've got reservations
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
We've got reservations (repeat)
Way back in coach they're singing 'Viva Vacation'
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
Up here in business is the United Nations
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
Blinis on your plate and Eisenstein on screen
Richard Branson must be turning red or green
Stewardesses look like high-school beauty queens
They never say nyet, service supreme, supreme
Komandir samolyeta gospodin Sergei Sergeevich Karpov privetstvuet vas na bortu samolyeta!
Chto vam hochetsa pit?
Chay, vino, pivo, Russkoye shampanskoye ili vodka Gorbachev?
Ekipazh zhelaet vam priyatnogo poleta!
Do svidanya!
(The plane commander Mister Sergei Sergeevich Karpov welcomes you on board!
What would you like to drink?
Tea, wine, beer, Russian champaign or "Gorbachev" vodka?
Our crew wish you to fly in comfort!
Goodbye!)
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
We've got reservations
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
We've got reservations
"Thank you for flying Aeroflot"
Two mistakes were made in the Russian lyrics:
First of all: in the first phrase it should be said "Dobro pozhalovat na bort..." instead of "na bortU."
Russian lyrics / translation and mistakes: thanks to
Alex Konstantinov.
Second mistake: in Russia there is no Russian champaign - but they have Sovjetskoye shampanskoje (Soviet champaign).
After dark -No water or alcohol
After dark - The dolls are all satindolls
After dark - No priests or a fair rabbi
After dark - And me i´m another guy
After dark - I´ll wake up at dusk and i´ll - run outside
After dark - and look for a hoster hill
After dark - that wont be that way she was
After dark - there in the day when she was ugly and grey
And it´s true after dark
I´m gonna come with it every time it goes away
But it´s cruel, so cruel
(sawed it) down so they aint gonna see
I´m a fool, no fool
You got a long long way to go
until the sun drops in (oh no)
I gotta move it to the speed of light
After dark
After dark - (there really) are two of me
After dark - a little like Germany
After dark - I wanna be (scattered) ground
After dark - I wanna (means rollaround)
After dark - du-du-du, du-duuudu-du
After dark - du-du-du, du-duuudu-du
After dark - du-du-du, du-duuudu-du
After dark - dudududududu, dudududududu
Oh, After dark
I run around with every (tie across the waist)
and it´s cool, so cool
(sawed it) down so they aint gonna see
I´m a fool, no fool
You got a long long way to go
until the sun drops in (oh no)
I gotta move it to the speed of light
After dark
After dark
After dark
After dark
After dark - I´m waisting the sun to see
After dark - (rocketdown) are on my (fondest port)
After dark - but dont (do the try)
After dark - Ruined it all like her
After dark - (Rockandstone) do what (she´d a stream)
After dark - du-du-du, du-duuudu-du
After dark - du-du-du, du-duuudu-du
After dark - du-du-du, du-duuudu-du
After dark - du-du-du, du-duuudu-du
They wanna your after dawn
they wanna no place for you did
I´m another guy ..to fade
(thanks to Liljan Liljekvist)
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
Squeeze in between the lines
Hustle it's nearly five, hustle it's nearly five
They're coming with coupons they're coming with kids
All hungry, pretty soon they'll need to be fed
And they'll Alabamy right around the register
It sure looks good to me
Alabamy milk and honey ev'rywhere
They're scaling the mountains of frozen delights
There's been an avalanche on aisle number nine
And they'll Alabamy right around the register
It sure looks good to me
No need to go miles to Hollywood or pretend that you're celestial
There's no waiting now on checkstand number eighteen
Squeeze in between the lines
Hustle it's nearly five, hustle it's nearly five
This place plays no fav'rites by day or by night
It will not be offended if you buy light
Just so you Alabamy right around the register
It sure looks good to me
Alabamy milk and honey ev'rywhere
It sure looks good to me
It sure looks good to me
It sure looks good to me
It sure looks good to me
It sure looks good to me
Think about the places we've had our little fun
In the church at Christmas, busted by that nun
Then in that museum, beneath the Mastadon
Stating our positions on the White House lawn
All you ever think about is sex
All you ever think about exclusively
All you ever think about is sex, all right with me
Say, do you remember the Dodgers and the Mets
50,000 people saw us and turned red
I'm still not recovered from Saturday's faux pas
When your father came home, saw us, and dropped dead
All you ever think about is sex
All you ever think about exclusively
All you ever think about is sex, all right with me
In a world of lovers, we don't love each other much
Fact is, we're too busy to love each other much
All you ever think about is sex
All you ever think about exclusively
All you ever think about is sex, all right with me
Lawns grow plush in the hinterlands
It's the perfect little setting for the one night stands
Now the drapes are drawn and the lights are out
It's the time to put in practice what you've dreamed about
She can show you what you must do
To be more like people better than you
Chorus:
Amateur Hour goes on and on
When you turn pro you know she'll lets you know
Amateur Hour goes on and on
When you turn pro you know
She tells you so
Girls grow tops to go topless in
While we sit and count the hairs that blossom from our chins
Our voices change at a rapid pace
I could start a song a tenor and then end as bass
Choose your partners everyone
If you hesitate, the good ones are gone
(Chorus)
Dance, laugh, wine, dine, talk and sing
But those cannot replace what is the real thing
It's a lot like playing the violin
You cannot start off to be Yehudi Menuhin
(Chorus)
I hope it doesn't show
It'll go 'way
It's just a passing phase
It'll go 'way
You can dress nautical
Learn to tie knots
Take lots of Dramamine
Out on your yacht
But when you're all alone
And nothing bites
You'll wish you stayed at home
With someone nice
But when you think you made it disappear
It comes again, "Hello, I'm here", and
I've got angst in my pants
You can be smart as hell
Know how to add
Know how to figure things
On yellow pads
Answer so no one knows
What you just said
But when you're all alone
You and your head
What's the computer say, it's mumbling now
It says "hey Joe"
It's spelled it out and
"You've got angst in your pants"
"You've got angst in your pants"
But when you think you've made it disappear
You're sure you made it disappear
And you've still got angst in your pants
I hope it doesn't show
It'll go 'way
It's just a passing phase
It'll go 'way
I hope it doesn't show
It'll go 'way
Give it a hundred years
It won't go 'way
And I've got angst in my pants
I've got angst in my pants
See private parts in public school
They look so odd, try something else
Unnatural acts, consent implied
No one objects to Angus Desire
No interviews please, no interviews please
Lifes not so free for stockyard femme fatale
Nor is my life carefree and serene
All this comes free with Angus Desire
Summer heat ebbs, romance denied
Its back to school, that good-old college try
Why dont you stay with your own kind
Lets not admire Angus Desire
(Angus in the summer walzing with her friends)
Capacity 400 - I see seating for three-quarts of me
Are we all seated properly now
We can begin us to spend
Lovely Claudine Jones has come to push her quilt
Next to her we have her sister's slur
Who has come with their parts they have passed
Mrs. Wrong presents a painted one
From trees of the lands where she has been
Lovely Claudine Jones has come to push her quilt
Yes, she has
Second prize goes to Tracy Wise
For her seashells painted all through
Grand prize comes as no surprise
To Mrs. Landscape with rice
Lovely Claudine Jones still tries to push her quilt (ad finitum)
At Home, At Work, At Play
I know youre unavailable from dusk to dawn
Or if you were availible youd bring along
A lot of what could only be a hindrance to me
I aint a glutton for a lot of sweaty company
You gotta catch her while shes still at home
You gotta catch her while shes still at work
You gotta catch her while shes still at play
The only way is at home, work or play
Time really flies when it aint that much time
You better shave half your face at a time
And brush the front of your teeth, leave the rest
And be with her when shes not with the rest
Stop, theres gotta be a million girls like her, though
I cant think of one
So you catch her while shes still at home
And you catch her while shes still at work
And you catch her while shes still at play
Don't let her calendar be any cause to pout
There is a bit of time when there are a few about
Im gonna skirt the issue of her popularity
And just avail myself of all the time that she is free
You gotta catch her while shes still at home
You gotta catch her while shes still at work
You gotta catch her while shes still at play
Cause half the day shes at home, work or play
And time is fleeing the scene of the crime
The act of passing out wrinkles and lines
To every person regardless of race
To every person regardless of face
Stop, theres gotta be a million girls like her, though
I cant think of one
So at home she says you butler well
And at work she says you're typing well
And at play she says you caddie well
Stop,
theres gotta be a million girls like her, though I cant think of one
So you catch her while shes still at home
And you catch her while shes still at work
And you catch her while shes still at play
I'm gonna love you under incandescent light
I'm gonna love you under flourscent light
The glaring sun above should not inhibit us at all
I'm very glad to know that your libido never palls
Stop, shes unique, espscially at home
Where youre butler, maid, and often cook
And at work together juggling books
Or at play between the tennis sets
Or at play before shes placed her bet
Or at play while shes still slightly wet
Or at play while she is dripping wet
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist and Steve Boyce
Au revoir
What a way to say it
Au revoir
Wonder who created
Au revoir
Au revoir my baby
Right to the point and yet
It doesn't hurt so badly
Right to the point and yet
I always love you madly
mmmmmm
mmmmmm
Au revoir
Is she really better
Au revoir
Have I ever met her
Au revoir
Au revoir my baby
Tell me in another way
Is she that great at something
Tell me in other way
And then I'll leave with nothing
ooooooo
ooooooo
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Au revoir
It's so easy saying
Au revoir
Light and very easy
Au revoir
Au revoir my baby
Right to the point and yet
It doesn't hurt so badly
Right to the point and yet
I always love you madly
aaaaaaaaa
mmmmm
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
Hoo-oo-ooh
hoo-oo-ooh
Should auld acquintance be forgot
and never brought to min'?
Should auld acquintance be forgot
and the days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak"a cup o"kindness yet
For auld lang syne
We twa hae run about the breas,
And pu'd the gowans fine.
But we've wander'd mony a weary foot
Sin' auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne
And here's a hand my trusty friend,
and gie's a hand o'thine.
And we'll tak' a right guid-willy waught
For auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak"a cup o"kindness yet
For auld lang syne
(lyrics provided by Ans Kamp-den Besten)
My names Aaron
Hers is Betty
Our boy is a Charlie,
so the neighbours sing "hooray for ABC"
ABC forever, each endeavour that I do, I do to keep together
A+B+C
BC, Betty, Betty, get back here
BC, Charlie, Charlie, get back here
You're conveniently forgetting our little wedding
So much for our ABC
Say hello to instability
Everyone we know is shifting to, is shifting fro,
with the exception of we 3, were ABC
Aaron, Betty, Charlie, here today and here tomorrow,
I can hear them sing "Here, here" for ABC
BC, Betty, Betty, get back here
BC, Charlie, Charlie, get back here
Three was never crowded, our little house did
house three handsomely
BC, Betty, Betty, get back here
BC, Charlie, Charlie, get back here
Youre conveniently forgetting our little wedding,
our honeymoon beside the sea
You just cannot belive in ABC
If you can't believe in ABC,
you can't believe, you cant belive, you cant belive, you cant belive
Rumours spread like tumours,
too too fast and too too true
Oh, Betty, Charlie, Betty, Charlie dont you leave
BC, that takes care of ABC
BC, that takes care of ABC
Once the fixture of the ages, the Yellow Pages start with babys needs
BC, back to swinging in the trees
BC, back to crawling on my knees
Aarons here without a Betty
Without a Charlie
So much for our ABC
So much for our stability
So much for our stability
So much for our A+B+C
Thanks to Madeline Bocaro and Ola Martinsson.
All across this wonderful land
Keep it going, feels like a fad
It's just B.R.E.A.T.H.E.
Anyone can.
B.R.E.A.T.H
Breathe man
Heavy breathing means you're in heat
Ligher breathing means you're asleep
It's just B.R.E.A.T.H.E.
Anyone can.
B.R.E.A.T.H.E.
Breathe man
Breathe it in, breathe it out
Breathe it in, breathe it out
It's just B.R.E.A.T.H.E
Breathe man
Through the nose that may be enough
Use the mouth for additional huff
It's just B.R.E.A.T.H.E.
Anyone can.
B.R.E.A.T.H.E
Breathe man
And when you stop
They throw some dirt on you
And say some words that you can't hear
So don't stop
I wanna have a word with you
And then it's up to you my dear
All across this wonderful land
Keep it going, it is so grand
It's just B.R.E.A.T.H.E.
Anyone can.
B.R.E.A.T.H
Breathe man
And when you stop
They throw some dirt on you
And say some words that you can't hear
So don't stop
I wanna have a word with you
And then it's up to you my dear
All across this wonderful land
Keep it going, feels like a fad
It's just B.R.E.A.T.H.E.
Anyone can.
B.R.E.A.T.H.E
Breathe man
(In, out - In, out - In, out)
Breathe it in, Breathe it out
Breathe it in, Breathe it out
Thanks Tim Brooks and Hal Brandenburg
Come back Baby, come back Baby, come back Baby, come back
This is the first time today
That you have run away
I'm asking you for the last time
Love me please stay (all right)
Hey (all right) Hey (all right!) Hey, yeah [repeat chorus]
There ain't no use in you crying
'Cause I'm more hurt than you
I shoulda not been out flirting
But now my love is true
Ooh (all right) Ooh (OK!) Ooh, yeah [repeat chorus]
Come back, baby, don't you leave me Baby,
baby, please don't go
Oh, won't you give me a second chance Baby,
I love you so (all right)
Oh (oh, yeah) Oh, Oh, yeah
(repeat as per chorus)
Come back I said baby,
come back I said baby,
come back
Oh won't you please come back
Oh won't you please come back [continue to fade]
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Nothing too prosaic
Nothing too archaic
Here's your wakeup call
We are provocation
We are instigation
Here's your wakeup call, your second call
Balls. All you need are,
Balls. To succeed are
Balls. All you need are
Balls. All you need are,
Balls. To succeed are
Balls. All you need are
You can sting or be stung
You can fling or be flung
It's all up to you
When they're being with you
They're agreeing with you
What you say is true, it comes from
Balls. All you need are,
Balls. To succeed are
Balls. All you need are
Balls. All you need are,
Balls. To succeed are
Balls. All you need are
You can wait for saviors
Meeting out their favors
You can wait and wait
Hope may spring eternal
Sounds a bit maternal
Do you want to wait, or crash the gate
Balls. All you need are,
Balls. To succeed are
Balls. All you need are
Balls. All you need are,
Balls. To succeed are
Balls. All you need are.
Others will respect you
Others will elect you
They'll accept your calls
Others will desire you
They may not admire you
But they will admit
You do transmit
Balls.
For the sake of man he has forsaken his whole tan
Living in the snow advancing how much we will know
But his heart cries out
Barbecutie, Barbecutie, Barbecutie, you Barbecutie,
when you're with him he is warm
Let's pursue this more why should he leave so much that's warm
To his detriment maybe he's oh so slightly bent
Ask her, she would know
Barbecutie...
The friends are getting friendly on the lawn
the flies are making enemies of all
Aroma rising from the ancient coals
has turned you into someone very bold
and killed whatever hesitance she showed
Barbecutie...
Look he's back unharmed he must defrost his frozen charm
"How are you today" that's very good, he's on his way
To the Barbecue
Barbecutie...
I brought it home and I opened it up
And a smile came to my face for the first time in a while
Yes a smile came to my face for the first time in a while
I turned it on
But nothing happened when I did
Nothing happened at all
I kicked it down the stairs
I threw it at the wall
Hey kid, batteries not included
I was born a little premature
Mom just couldn't take no more
Had no time to learn to cry
Goodbye, Mama, got to fly
Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye
Entered school when I was two
PhD'd that afternoon
Never entered any sports
Didn't look too good in shorts
Got divorced when I was four
CHORUS
I've seen everything there is
I've done everything there is
I've met everyone but Liz
Now I've even met ol' Liz
No time for relationship
Skip the foreplay, let 'er rip
You gotta beat the clock, beat the clock,
Beat the clock, beat the clock
I did lots of travelling
Parts of me unraveling
The Army then rejected me
Said I had two flat feet
Wore them out when I was three
Too bad there ain't ten of you
Then I'd show you what I'd do
I could cheat on five of you
And be faithful to you too
But there's only one of you
CHORUS
I'm one minute older and I'm doing all right
I'll gain valuable experience in front of you tonight
They say my voice is going to change
I'm one minute older and I'm doing all right
I'll gain valuable experience with you tonight
They say my voice is going to change
It cracks like Artic ice-flows then it croaks
like old-folks homes
B-E-A-V-E-R O-L-I-N-D-Y
I'm the London that is dead, I'm the boy in your bed
B-E-A-V-E-R O-L-I-N-D-Y
Sure you've seen me before,
No doubt you'll see much more
I'm the girl in your head, but the boy in your bed
I'm the trashmans valet, the words that you say
You've seen me before, you'll see much more
I'm as big as can be, as big as TV
I'm the words that you say, the words that you say
I'm the trashmans valet, the words that you say
You've seen me before, you'll see much more
Well I'm as big as can be, as big as TV
I'm your wallet-sized friend, your wallet-sized friend
The London thats dead, the London thats dead
Well you've seen me before, you'll see much more
I'm as big as can be, as big as TV
B-E-A-V-E-R O-L-I-N-D-Y
I'm the girl in your head, but the boy in your bed
B-E-A-V-E-R O-L-I-N-D-Y
Sure you've seen me before,
No doubt you'll see much more
I smile like Herbert Hoover when they play
I dream of banker's daughters, better days
Care to dance my lady
Live near here?
They certainly sound in fine form, do you care?
I am quite partial
Broke, spent, I still marshall (all my strenght when big bands play)
Follow me my lady to my home
See my large collection, some on loan
Of every big band record ever made
I had to sell my heater, so don't shake
I am quite partial
Broke, spent, I still marshal all my strength when big bands blare
I smile like Herbert Hoover when the big bands play
I dream of banker's daughters, better days
For I am quite partial
Broke, spent, I marshal all my strength when big bands play
Knowing of their flare for filling empty
stomachs, empty hearts, they're not so
far apart, they're not so far apart
And if you can't sleep late one night,
It's not your coffee, it's the bunk
I am quite partial
Broke, spent, I still marshall all my strength
I smile like Herbert Hoover when the big bands play
I frequent the dance halls most every night into the day
I know the name of every trombone player that exists
They don't know I used to blow before the Crash had hit our land
Before the Crash
I find it so much warmer in the ballroom than at home
A common bond unites us so we're really not alone
Sure we've got some problems, but tonight we won't admit it
Take my hand my lady friend, we'll make it seem like we were there tonight
The earth is shaking, so am I
If you don't run, it's suicide
Big Boy, Big Boy
My name is David, he don't care
He's never nice, he's never scared
Big Boy, Big Boy
Big Boy comes around
Throws his weight around
Throws our girls around
Leaves without a sound
Big Boy, Big Boy
He's well-equipped, the girls are sure
Is that a guess, or something more
Big Boy, Big Boy
We're bored to tears until he comes
And then we're crying cause he's come
Big Boy, Big Boy
Big Boy comes around
Throws his weight around
Throws our girls around
Leaves without a sound
Big Boy, Big Boy
The earth is shaking, so am I
If you don't run, it's suicide
Big Boy, Big Boy
At 12 O Clock a carriage rolled into the town
The Mrs. Life dropped her baggage to the ground
And didn't know her way around
She passed the window from the bureau and a man
He made his fortune as a travel engineer
Now he is a souvenir
She was joyous, lovely, prosperous, isn't glad
When she told about the love she hadn't had
One with this feet, she knew it, sweeped her off her feet
She flew into his open arms
She waited long for this afterbeat
Her Suzy stopped and her face fell, you could tell
For her face can only good had broken her and her fairytales as well
With teardrops in her eyes she's on her way to go
She was as good as 'help for wanted' strong ago
She won't tell how she managed to know
Sorry, we don't have any lyrics of this one.
If you can supply us the missing lyrics, please email us (info@fanmael.net).
Thanks to Neil Murray and Ola Martinsson
If I'm driving too fast for you baby
You're still wearing that cast from the last time
You can get out here and I'll have
A real good time either way girl
I ain't gonna miss this for no-one
If you're coming then keep it down
We're gonna crash the biggest bash around
Well, come on to the biggest party in the world, Barnum
Come on to the biggest party in the world
Every rod in the world will be there
Hogging every bathroom mirror
While we're out in the main room
Eating real de luxe, big big big bucks.
You still yap about social conscience
What about all the starving kids ?
Well phone 'em up and invite them over here
Well come on to the biggest party in the world
Come on to the biggest party in the world
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Hows about the most roochie coochie
Hows about the most smoochie smoochie
Aren't you glad that I took you here
And nowhere else ? I'm sick of movies
I've never been high on nothin'
I can barely afford to eat
But this sure ain't real life
Well come on to the biggest party in the world, Barnum
Come on to the biggest party in the world
Well come on to the biggest party in the world, Barnum
Come on to the biggest party in the world
Come on...
"Hey Lisa, they're having a big party down at the Allele Pool tonight!"
"Oooh, let's do it!"
You will put your good traits in
You will put your bad traits out
Do the Homozygous as you shake them all about
Unless you've got your dominance down in
your genes you'll have a kid, invalid
just like Mendel's beans
Oh hold me, you know you are my one and only phenotype
And together we could have a genotype
Darwin willed that we would do or die
Brains and brawn are both in great supply
Kalikaks a-swimmin' back and forth will multiply
You could choose your ancestors and grow just like a weed
Pick a stud to congeal your blood, and get your earlobes freed
Sorry, no lyrics, this is an instrumental
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Clouds forming on the gospel sky, trouble is about to brew on us
It didnt matter that we tried, they can only take a few from us
The fins and the paws and hooves and feet Saunter up the gangway
The randomest sampling is complete
God, could there be someway
That I could
wear a hood
or by the
way I stood
Sneak aboard with you
Imitate,
Imitate,
Imitate,
Imitate,
they still know its you
Bon voyage, bon voyage, bon voyage, peace be with all of you
I wish that I, I wish that I, were one of you
Tears falling on the sloping sand, there about to leave and we will stay
All governed by the rules of chance, theyre about to leave and we will stay
Goodbye to my lucky friends and foes, glad that we could know you
Everyone sends their last hello, I wish that we could join you
Two of you
Two of them
Two of those
Two of them
Safety for the few
Two of you
Two of them
Two of those
Two of them
They will start anew
Bon voyage, bon voyage, bon voyage peace be with all of you
I wish that I, I wish that I, I wish that I
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bickering,
Dickering,
Bickering,
Dickering,
Everything that moves
Bickering,
Dickering,
Bickering,
Dickering,
Final, futile moves
Bon voyage, bon voyage, bon voyage, peace be with all of you
I wish that I, I wish that I, I wish that I
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Look, he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now he's dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe he's as scared as me
Where's he gone now, I can't see
Booris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creeepy, crawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesn't seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor
Booris the spideer
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creeepy, craaawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, Creepy, crawly, crawly
He's come to a sticky end
Don't think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He's embedded in the ground
Booris the spideer
Boris the spider
(lyrics provided by Hector Montalvo)
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
I was a brain
An egghead
Overly sane
I was half-dead
then I saw you in Paris
and I said "my god, I've just been brainwashed"
When I was smart and clever
Read about Sartre but you're better
when i hold you close to me
I lose all my memories, I'm happy.
Brainwash - brainwash
Love did this to me
Now I'm a person
I've started cursin'
Then you met that
professor
He was a real
tough tester
You said goodbye,
you'd call me.
He was a real
Svengali
I lost you but you'll come back
I'll enroll in his course, "how to brainwash"
And the walls keep growing higher in your prison
And the sky is just a distant memory
And you check your pulse to see if you're still living
And you know this ain't the way it's supposed to be
Well you can walk out of here any time that you want
You can run out of here any time that you want
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
I know you can, I know you can
And you make it sound so hard but I'll tell you something
You're punishing yourself and that's the truth
You can walk right ouf of here nobody's stopping you
You can walk right out of here and bust loose
Well you can walk out of here any time that you want
You can run out of here any time that you want
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
I know you can, I know you can
And you wish some wild animal would attack you
And leave a few scars here and there for posterity
But the wildest thing in your life is a cup of coffee
Well this ain't the way, the way it has to be
Well you can walk out of here any time that you want
You can run out of here any time that you want
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
Breaking out of prison baby, breaking out of prison girl
Know you can, I know you can
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's a miracle, a miracle, a miracle, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's immaculate, immaculate, immaculate, yeah
It's improbable, improbable, improbable, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's impeccable, impeccable, impeccable, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah
It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah
It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah
It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah
Can't we work this out between us, can't we work it all out
Can't we work this out, work this out, work it all out
I should learn from those around us to be more round about
Can't we come to some solution, can't we work this all out
And to the right, Fuji, Mt. Fuji, oh wow
Yes, to the right, the rarest sight, Mr. Fuji, oh wow
We can count ourselves lucky, oh so lucky, oh wow
It's the rarest sight, Fuji, not hidden by clouds
If you're gonna cry, better wait, do it at home
It you're gonna cry, gonna cry, do it at home
On the bullet train, nobody, nobody cries
No one's ever cried, never, on the bullet train, no
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's a miracle, a miracle, a miracle, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's immaculate, immaculate, immaculate, yeah
It's improbable, improbable, improbable, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's impeccable, impeccable, impeccable, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's a testament, a testament to science and art
It's a testament, a testament, to who that we are
It's a monument, a monument, to science and art
It's a monument, a monument to who that we are
It's proficiency, proficiency, proficiency, yeah
It's efficiency, efficiency, efficiency, yeah
How the fabric and the finish and the glass intersect
It's the bullet train, bullet train, so what's next?
Thanks to Chris Devonshire-Ellis These don't have any lyrics, unless you can understand sheep.
Thanks to Neil Murray and Åke Liljan Liljekvist
I'm selling beer on the TV, look at me
I'm driving steers in the cowboy movies, yeah
I'm all I see, I sure get around the town
I'm losing sleep counting sheep that look like me
I feed the dog, he looks just like I do
I drive a jeep, bears a strong resemblance
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
I think that I'm crumbling, defying natural laws
I think I'm stumbling, the universe is like a Xerox
If that guy weren't so black he'd look just like me
I go to Chinatown, there's lots of me standing beside me
On Christmas Eve someone comes and says "Ho, Ho !"
They look like me dressed in red but I'm not fooled
On Christmas Eve even God looks like me
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
I can't trust doctors, no, they look like me I swear
Same dandruff in the hair, same look of mild exasperation
I swear it ain't the drink - I thought you'd mention that !
And if you lost some weight you'd look like me exact, exactly
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
Carbon copy on the left side, carbon copy on the right
The rain is falling down
I feel like a dog that's been kicked out into the street
I know that dogs can't drive cars
But that's about the only difference between us now
But wait, there's a rainbow over the freeway
And I think I feel the morning sun
Another song is number one
Golden days have just begun
Change. Every dog is gonna have his day
Change. Every loser's gonna have his way
Change. I don't care what other people say
Well, you can't argue all day long about whether love really exists or not
It's a complete waste of time
Like arguing about whether Santa Claus really exists or not
I got better things to do with my time
I got places that I've gotta be
And people that I've got to see
Mountains that I have to ski
Golden days ahead of me
Change. Every dog is gonna have his day
Change. Every loser's gonna have his way
Change. I don't care what other people say
Change. I know everything will be OK
Paradise was here, paradise is gone
Greece and Rome were here, Greece and Rome are gone
The Wild West was here, the Wild West is gone
Vaudeville was here, vaudeville is gone
Change. Every dog is gonna have his day
Change. I don't care what other people say
You know I've been thinkin' we'll get bck together again someday
Your hair will be some weird color by then
Maybe we'll just start off again as friends
I wonder when
Change. Every dog is gonna have his day
Change. Every loser's gonna have his way
Change. I don't care what other people say
Change. I know everything will be OK
Change. Every dog is gonna have his day
Change. Every loser's gonna have his way
Change. I don't care what other people say
Change. Just ignore them and they'll go away
Sorry, no lyrics, this is an instrumental
Chile Farm Farney is the town where all the people go
Chile Farm Farney stop the nation on the run
With a spoon
You will see the dancing tunes
You will see your school mates
You will see the common rates
If they're not at nude
If they're not yet nude
If your dreams are proved to be wrong, to be wrong
Chile Farm Farney is it really where you think it is
Chile Farm Farney what's your secret, can you let us in
No you can't come in today
No we can't oblige you
You will pass tomorrow noon
Weather permitting us to go on with the show
Who knows
(thanks to Yvonne Birchall for some corrections)
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Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
Sometimes I wake up in the morning
Think I just cannot go on
I'd rather pull the blankets over me
And sleep another day
But as I toss and turn I see
What's staring right into my eyes
My closet gives me strength to live another day
Another day
Clothes
Yeah, I love the haute couture
Clothes
They make me so mature
Clothes
They are worn most everyplace
Clothes
They can hide an ugly face
Some don't like them if they're bright
Polyester is allright
And be sure the label shows
It really makes the clothes
Clothes
They cover all you got
Clothes
They keep you cold and hot
Clothes
The designer tells no lies
Clothes
They attract the handsome guys
The spring collection's fine
Today I'm buying mine
And if the label shows
I surely love the clothes
Clothes
woo oo oo ooo
Clothes
woo oo oo ooo
I start my own boutique
I think my day's tres chic
And if my label shows
I sell a lot of clothes
Nothing in the world is perfect
Grin and bear it silently or yell into my ear
Complaints, it's my department
Complaints, it's my department
Everything you wear's too tight and clashes with the candlelight
Just give it back, no questions asked
Nothing in the world is perfect
Grin and bear it silently or yell into my ear
Complaints, stereophonic
Complaints, it's ironic
How they chatter, how they bore us like some avant- gardish chours
Just give it back, no questions asked
I'll dive off the mezzanine if one more points at crooked seams
A sign of shoddy workmanship, of Asiatic hands that slipped
Just give it back, no questions asked
Nothing in the world is perfect
Grin and bear it silently or yell into my ear
Complaints, there's to many hours
Complaints, the bosses cower
Two weeks free from all complaining, it was due to our complaining
Take her to Spain, hear her complain
Now she says she is expecting
That's my fault for not protecting
Her from all the risks of passion
She's complining, she's old-fashioned
Just give it back, no questions asked
Complaints, it's my department
Complaints, it's my department
Thanks Charles Brucaliere
Computer girl
My computer girl
(this is a recording)
She's got no arms
She's got no legs
For computers have no limbs
(this is a recording)
At first she did not work right
At first she did not function
I took a hammer
I took some nails
I went hammer hammer hammer
Rat tat tat
Fix fix fix
My computer girl
My computer girl
(this is a recording)
Well if you like a date with her
Stick an IBM card in her stomach
Oh if you like a date with her
Place an IBM card in her stomach
Whoa if you like a date with my computer girl
You gotta take an IBM card and place it in her stomach
Oh thats what... thats what you gotta do
Oh computer girl
Computer girl
My computer girl
Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar [wonderful, wonderful, this is wonderful]
Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen [ohlala, this is unbelievable]
Fussball, Fussball [soccer, soccer]
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Das ist wunderbar
Jaja, wunderbar [yesyes, wonderful]
Jaja, wunderbar
Jaja, das ist wunderbar
Jaja, wunderbar
Jaja, wunderbar
Jaja, das ist wunderbar
Jaja
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Fussball, Fussball
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Das ist wunderbar
Tor! [score]
Bravo, Tor! [great, score]
Bravo, Tor!
Das ist wunderbar
Fussball
Bravo, Tor!
Bravo, Tor!
Das ist wunderbar
Fussball
Und das war klasse [and that was super]
Das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Ding dang dong [ding dang dong]
Das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Ding dang dong
Schön, schön... [beautiful, beautiful...]
Ding dang ding dang ding dang...
Schön, schön, schön
Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar
Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Fussball, Fussball
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Das ist wunderbar
Jaja, wunderbar
Jaja, wunderbar
Jaja, das ist wunderbar
Jaja, wunderbar
Jaja, wunderbar
Jaja, das ist wunderbar
Jaja
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Das ist wunderbar
Tor!
Bravo, Tor!
Bravo, Tor!
Das ist wunderbar
Fussball
Bravo, Tor!
Bravo, Tor!
Das ist wunderbar
Fussball
Und das war klasse
Das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Ding dang dong
Das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Ding dang dong
Das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Ding dang dong
Das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Und das war klasse
Jaja
Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar
Fussball
Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar
Fussball, Fussball, Fussball
Das ist wunderbar, wunderbar
Fussball, Fussball
Das ist wunderbar
Lyrics (and translation) provided by Rainer Baersdorf
I'm going back to see my girl
I hope it's all the same as then
I'm going back to see my girl
I hope it's all the same as then
Confusion, pardon the intrusion
This must not be the room I was in the other night
Confusion, an optical illusion, you see, you see
The number's the same as then
The color's the same as then
But something just isn't really right
Retrace your steps and see what happens, happens
Right from the doorway to your home
Back to your lonley room with
only confusion
Was that her (yes, yes it was)
Was that him (yeah, yeah it was)
The girl was familiar but he wasn't me, no
Confusion, you think you know where you stand
But you're not even standing, you're flat on shaky ground
No clue then, and everything you knew then
Was only true in specialized cases, yes, in specialized cases
But in your case it wasn't true at all
Retrace your steps and see what happens, happens
Back to the day when you were born
Father and mother were just pictures, photos
The color was (the same as yours)
The surname (same as yours)
But you got the feeling, the feeling,
the feeling
Confusion, la tati
Confusion, oh pardon me
Confusion, la tati
It's lovely sitting next to you
There's no one within miles of you
It's lovely sitting next to you
There's no one within miles of you
Confusion, you think you know where you stand
But you're not even standing, you're flat on shaky ground
No clue then, and everything you knew then
Was only true in specialized cases, yes,
in specialized cases
But in your case, in your case
It wasn't the case, not at all
I wanna go to cool places with you
I wanna take you cool places tonite
I wanna go where nobody's a fool
And no one says uh, "hey girl, need a light?"
I want to move like this and that
I minimum of chit chat
I never wanna cool down, cool down, cool, cool, cool
Cool places tonite
I gotta tell you, you're lookin' real good
They let us in so I'm feelin' all right
I like to go where sometimes they refuse
Yeah, I remember last Saturday nite
But I'm feeling cooler now
And they could tell we're cooler now
It's obvious we're cooler now, cooler now, cool, cool, cool
Cool places tonite
I wanna go, I wanna go, etc.
I want to go to cool places tonite
I wanna go to cool places with you
And after that we'll slip out for a bite
A coffee shop, and toast, coffee and juice
And then we'll sleep 'til 5 P.M.
And start it up all over again
I never want to cool down, cool down, cool, cool, cool
I wanna go, I wanna go, etc.
It's the sound
Of today
Played so loud
You're in pain
I feel good
Really great
As I talk
To my feet
Dance Godammit, Dance Godammit
I get scared
When I'm alone
So I don't
Stay alone
I like clubs
I like girls
I like music
And that's it
Dance Godammit
Dance Godammit
I do leaps
I do splits
I do spins
I do dips
Wanna dance ?
Do you wanna dance ?
I get scared
When I'm alone
Ah, don't leave me
All alone
Wanna dance
Wanna dance
Wanna dance ?
Do you wanna dance ?
Dance Godammit
Dance Godammit
Thanks to Neil Murray
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh,
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
We'll never see daylight again
Once started it's on to the end
We've tried but we can't break away
As we dance, dance to the music
Dancing dancing
Dance, dance to the music
Dancing dancing
First step you forget where you are
Next step you forget who you are
I try but I can't break away
As I dance, dance to the music
Dancing dancing
Dance dance to the music
Dancing dancing
Dancing is dangerous, gently embraces us
Then won't let go till the end of our days
Tell me, is there life out there ?
This seems like a dream or a dare
Try leaving, you won't get away
As we dance, dance to the music
Dancing dancing
Dance, dance to the music
Dancing dancing
Ooh, dancing, ooh, dancing, ooh, dancing, etc.
Sorry, we don't know anything of this one.
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Thanks to Neil Murray
We are the wild ones, we stick together
We got to blow this place and stay away
Never looking back
So don't try to tame us
Cos we've a long long history
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh it'll be King Kong or it'll be Bonzo
And we gotta shake and shimmy all night long
On the planet of the apes
So don't try to tame us
And don't try to make us what we're not
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Oh yeah, oh yeah
And we start grooving
I've been to be into on our chase
We start grooving
And I will end up in a mess
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Oh yeah, oh yeah
We are the wild ones, let's stick together
And we've gotta shake and shimmy all night long
On the planet of the apes
We used to be human
A little like a bad man Davy Spoon
But now we're groovin'
And now we're howling at the moon
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Descended from the apes
All we want to do is shake
Do, a dear, a female deer
Re, a smiling drop of sun
Mi, the name I call myself
Fa, a long long way to run
So, a needle pulling thread
La, the note that follows So
Ti, the drink I have with my bread
Wich would bring us back to Do
I am a rhino
Plodding the jungle
Dinnertime's here and
"Baby I'm home"
Me and my baby
We are so happy
Then I smell vinyl
"Darling, let's run!"
Chorus:
Don't shoot me
Don't shoot me down
Don't shoot me
Don't shoot me down
I am a hippo
Sloshing through mud and Work is now over
"Baby, I'm home"
Isn't she lovely
Makes me feel comfy
Then I smell Jeeps and
"Darling, let's run!"
Chorus
Chorus
I'm a poor slob from
Reno, Nevada
I am a hunter of
Rhinos and hippos
Then I come home from Months in the bush
I'm tired, I'm weary
"Darling, I'm home"
"Darling, darling, what's wrong?"
"Darling, darling, what's wrong?"
"Darling, darling, who's he?"
Don't shoot me
Don't shoot me down, down
Don't shoot me
Don't shoot me down, down, down
Nice shooting
Nice shooting, dear, dear, dear, dear
Nice shooting,
Nice shooting, dear
The Exodus is on
The impetus is gone
Nobodys having fun
How about another drink
Or maybe just a snack
The rest will be here soon
Here, let me take you mac
I know its started slow
Theres still no need to go
Dont leave me alone with her
Every home is Rome alone with her
And if you all go, who'll say no to her
Dont leave me alone with her
Dont my sweat and shaking register
Cause if you all go, who'll say no to her
You look at her and say, "She looks OK to me"
I look at her and say, "She looks OK to me"
The reasons very clear
You're watching her with me
Dont leave me alone with her
Every home is Rome alone with her
And if you all go, who'll say no to her
Unwitting chaperons, how come you cannot see
Unwitting chaperons, how come you cannot see
A Hitler wearing heels
A soft Simon Legree
A Hun with honey skin
De Sade who makes good tea
Dont leave me here to be
Dont leave me here yo be
Dont leave me alone with her
Dont my sweat and shaking register
Cause if you all go, who'll say no to her
Dont leave me alone with her
Dont leave me alone with her
Dont leave me alone with her
Dont leave me alone with her
Every home is Rome alone with her
And if you all go, who'll say no to her ...
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
There's the alarm - there's my left arm - extraordinaire !
Gotta get up - coffee in cup - extraordinaire !
Medium toast - time to blow nose - extraordinaire !
Shower and shave - my name is dave - extraordinaire !
Drama - drama - drama
This sure ain't Broadway
I got a car - it always starts - extraordinaire !
I got a heart - it always beats - extraordinaire !
Drama - drama - drama
This sure ain't Broadway!
C'est epouvantable
I got a girl - she is a pearl - extraordinaire !
She's not a snop - she's not a slob - extraordinaire !
Her eyes are blue - what else is new ? - extraordinaire !
Lalalala...
Thanks to Neil Murray and Åke Liljan Liljekvist
Hello hello, oh baby, it's you
I love you but I hate what you put me through
You telephone every single night
You woke me, but that's alright
You're killing off my little dream
She's pretty, yeah, but so are you
She doesn't wake me like you do
I've got to have some sleep, please I beg you
I'll call you back tomorrow, now go to sleep
You're killing off my little dream
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She killed the last one
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She pulled a fast one
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She killed the last one
Hello hello, oh baby it's you
I love you but I hate what you put me through
You're worse than a communist spy
They've shifty but they don't cry
You're killing off my little dream
She's really funny, yeah, but so are you
She doesn't worry, worry like you always do
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She killed the last one
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She pulled a fast one
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She killed the last one
Hello hello, oh baby, it's you
I love you but I hate what you put me through
You're killing off my little dream
Hello hello, oh baby it's you
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She killed the last one
Dream-O-Mat, send me a dream
She pulled a fast one
Thanks to Gary Leeke
o say hello
o thank them for the cheers
dummy your dad's tree
dummy your mam's sky
dummy hey i'm talking to you
hey who's that dum one?
you need me I don't need you
hey ain't you something
without me, baby, you're through
o say good night
so long it's been a ball
dummy you're heaven sent
dummy you pay my rent
hey who's that dum one?
you're a joke only a clown
hey ain't you something
i want half - i want it now
(Don't let it get me, don't let it get me, etc.)
Well, it's Saturday night and I'm still free
And I ain't never gonna be
Eaten by the monster of love
It's hard to fight it off much more
I hear it drooling by the door
Eaten by the monster of love
It ain't a pretty sight to see the way it leaves 'em
It chews them up and spits out creatures with those
Goo-gooy-ey eyes
Sick sickly smiles
It just isn't right
And my father said "don't worry, son"
But look at him, he should have run
Eaten by the monster of love
Well, it's worse than war, it's worse than death
There ain't too many left who ain't been
Eaten by the monster of love
Buy a dog and that might help
Sometimes, though, a dog gets grabbed and
Eaten by the monster of love
Eaten by the monster of love
Let it huff, let it puff
Eaten by the monster of love
I hate to gripe, but I just ain't the type
(Don't let it get me, don't let it get me, etc.)
I know some really good, good people
Overcome, and piece by piece they were
Eaten by the monster of love
Sometimes it takes a nip at me
But I'm too quick to ever be
Eaten by the monster of love
Thanks to Madeline Bocaro, Tom Francis and Ola Martinsson.
I've just come back from England
With astounding, scientific sort of news
There exist in England living creatures
Much the same as me and you.
Sure, it sounds fantastic though,
But facts are facts most everywhere
That was in New York, it was in Paris, maybe the coast of Peru
No no no, no not fair, it was England
Yes it was, it was England
Yes it was, it was in her coal
How was England weather? much like ours but with a moister sort of air.
Their communication? much like ours but with a drier sort of air.
Reproduction? good question: final big surprise in there:
That's just like New York, just like Paris, just like the coast of Peru
No no no, me and her, there in England
Me and her, there in England
Me and her, there in England, oh
No no no, lots of fun, there in England
Lots of fun, there in England
Lots of fun, there in England, oh
England, oh, England...
England, oh, England...
England, oh, England...
England, oh, England...
England, oh, England...
England, oh, England...
England, oh, England...
England, oh, England...
No no no, lots of fun, there in England
Lots of fun, there in England
Lots of fun, there and you know ?
Allright, I could tell you darling
That you feel it's just some wild wild fantasy.
In a parallel existence
Where we thought we masters really ought to be
Sure, go on and doubt it, that
I dreamt it up but friend I know
That everywhere is just like England
Everywhere is just like England
And England's just like everywhere I know
No no no, Everywhere is just like England
Everywhere is just like England
And England's just like everywhere I know
I always felt that I had quit a gift as a judge of human character
This is the day and the time and the place
And I wonder, wonder where you are
Surely, we set it for 3pm
Surely, we said it was March the 10th (Equator, Equator)
You said you'd meet me there
You must be just around the bend
All of the gifts are now melted or dead,
And I'm, sorry, sorry in advance
I'll make it up to you, that I can promise you, if I am
given just half the chance
God, you'll be laughing, I look a mess
But you see I've been half way around this place
(Equator, Equator)
You said you'd meet me there
(Equator, equator)
You said you'd be right there
(Equator, Equator)
Oh, yeah
I've got to stop here and rest for a moment, I'm sure
that you're not far away
You always walked just as slow as you talked, letting
me think I could have my way
I wasn't fooled for a second, girl
I knew it was you who controlled our world
(Equator, Equator)
You said you'd meet me there
(Equator, Equator)
You said you'd be right there
(Equator, Equator)
Oh, yeah
Everybody move
Move it up and move it down
Sweet little thing ease it down
Fall in the pool and you'll drown
Everybody move
Wear out the soles of you shoes
Wear out the soles of your feet
Move to the beat, toute de suite
There's a red lite a comin'
There's a red lite a comin'
Slam on the brakes and slow down
Everybody move
Unwanted pounds will disappear
You'll have a itty bitty rear
Better lay off of the beer
There's a new thang a comin'
There's a new thang a comin'
Better do something with your hair
You fell for me, I fell for you
You think I'm great, I think you're good
and that's enough to prove
the point once more
Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
I light my filter, then reverse it
And burn a mouth that's weak on verbs
and nouns and nouns
but I'm not sore
Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(repeat)
I traded you for Jean and Myra
I traded them for the Mormon Choir
Now I got some music and the Lord
And I'm feeling dumber than before
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
(Oh yeah) Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
Everybody's stupid, that's for sure
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
It's ok, yeah I'm don't fine - just so I don't think of you
It's ok, I dont't need your love, I lost a kilo or two
Sure you say that running's just a substitute
Run, instead of loving
Exercise is good for you
Heavy breathing and sweaty legs, I got to try to forget
Autumn leaves such a corny tune, I wish we'd never have met
Sure you say that running's just a substitute
Run, instead of loving
I was weak, and my heart was weak and loving you was a strain
Now I'm strong and my heart is strong and I don't feel any pain
Sure you say that running's just a substitute
Run, instead of loving
Fa la fa lee, she ain't heavy she's a brother to me
What I need, she can't be
Nature, nurture, who's to say?
But still fa la, fa lee
Anything between us is a felony
Fa la fa lee, she thinks only of the higher parts of me
Such a shame, were I she
I'd set my sights much lower then I'd sing
fa la fa la fa lee
But as it stands now that would be a felony
I sing fa la fa lee, but as it stands now
that would be a felony
Similar mother, similar father, similar dog, cat and fish
And we'll make the same wish
When the birthday candles lit
We'll both be older
We won't get our wish
Yes, I think that I'm falling in love with myself again
Chorus:
Yes, I think I'm falling in love with myself again
Yes, I think I'm falling
Yes, I think I'm falling
Yes, I think I'm falling in love with myself again
With her hand in my hand and my hand in hers
Don't we look a blur
Me and her and me and her
Hey, kiss her, oh kiss her
Our friends do concur
Yes, I think that I'm falling in love with myself again
(Chorus)
I can't see with you in front of the mirror staring, staring
I can't hear myself think with all that music blaring, blaring
Yes, I'm falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling yes, I'm falling
Yes, I think I'm falling in love with myself again
I bring home the bacon and eat myself
Here's to my health
Hope that I'm feeling well
I'm burning the candle at both ends, oh well
Yes, I think that I'm falling in love with myself again
(Chorus)
One gallon for that certain start
Two gallons once around the park
I don't need any servicing
Just fill-er-up with anything
Five gallons gets me up the hill
Six gallons, I don't need no pills
I'm never gonna stop again
So fill-er-up with premium
Ten gallons, everyone's a her
Eleven gallon, I'm a blur
I'm coming and I'm going
So fill-er-up with premium
Twelve gallons gets me out of town
Where no one's poor or black or brown
And nothing ever seems to change
I'm past all that, just fill-er-up
Fifteen gallons, more, more
Twenty gallons, more, more
I feel I'm running out of steam
So fill me up with gasoline
fill me up with premium
fill me up with anything
Thanks to Steve Whitehead
Everybody say yeah
Say yeah
Say yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah!
O just a little bit of sou-ou-ou-ou-oul
O Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Clap your hands just a little bit louder
Clap your hands just a little bit louder
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Clap your hands on
Clap on the down yeah !
Let me hear hear that you want to
Yeah yeah yeah, come on
I know that I everybody hear yeah
Everybody had a good time
So if you want me to
If you want me to
I'm gonna swing the song, yeah
Just a one more time before I come by
Just a one more time before I come by
So be advised
Let's hear it (yeah)
Let's hear it (yeah)
Let's hear it (yeah)
Let's hear it (yeah)
Clap your hands just a little bit louder
Clap your hands just a little bit louder
Clap your hands just a little bit louder
Clap your hands just a little bit louder (yeah)
Come on to
Goodbye goodbye
Goodbye goodbye
Goodbye goodbye goodbye
I'm gonna go, whooh
I'm gonna go, yeah
Let's get swinging through the night
Let's hear it (yeah)
Let's hear it (yeah)
Let's hear it (yeah)
Let's hear it (yeah)
Come on, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Clap your hands, come on
Stamp your feet, come on
Clap on the down, come on
Do everything that you want
Yeah yeah
Fletcher Honorama won't you rally 'round
the man who's on a limb?
Sing the songs that please him very softly
while we jolt him with a hymn
Please, go easy now with him
Because this is his final whim
So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn
Fletcher Honorama shall we justify the eighty Junes you've seen?
Since that might be stretching things
we'll merely sing the songs that made you scream
Please, go easy now with him
Because this is his final whim
So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn
Intakes and mistakes and lunch pails
and headaches were willed to your one living twin
I think that maybe you should have kept half
of them, after all you worked for them
After all you worked for them
Telecast in fifty states and brought to you
by Anti-Wrinkle Dew
That's Fletcher Honorama see the world
now from a different point of view
You, go easy now with him
Because this is his final whim
So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn
So be sure that the boy don't die before the morn
I'm gonna beat the devil and stay forever
(forever young, forever young)
I can't be pushed around and I won't get older
(forever young, forever young)
Forever young, forever young, tonite and every nite
Forever young, forever feeling right
I'll sit and watch the history books get thicker
(forever young, forever...)
I just refuse to be what I'm not this instant
(forever young, forever young)
I'll meet a million girls in a million places
(forever young, forever young)
Forever young, forever young, tonite and every nite
Forever young, forever feeling right
You say I'm playing God, but you're old and wasted
(forever young, forever...)
Bright lights will burn forever and I'll still see them
(forever young, forever young)
I've broken every rule and I'll break this last one
(forever young, forever...)
Might as well just say it
Might as well just come out and say it
You have your fans, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
All that Moonlight and Magnolia
It just doesn't cut it, it just doesn't cut it anymore
You had your chance, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
Ashley Wilkes, gentleman that he is
He'll protect you
You had your fans, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
If I wanted to, I could remove all thoughts of him from your head
Like this, like this
Like this, like this
You can lie all you want to do
You can cry all you want to do
You can scheme all you want to do
See if I care
You've had your fans, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
Buildings were burning to the right of us
Buildings were burning to the left of us
Those fires are out now
You have your fans, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
That soft southern accent
Delivered without the slightest trace of a British accent
Even that's starting to wear on me
I've made my plans, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
If I wanted to, I could remove all thoughts of him from your head
Like this, like this
Like this, like this
You can lie all you want to do
You can cry all you want to do
You can scheme all you want to do
See if I care
You had your plans, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
We cut each other so much slack
That we were both falling over backwards
You had your chance, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
Got my bearings now, know where I'm going now
Out... Out...
You had your chance, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
Might as well just say it
Might as well just come out and say it
Might as well just say it
Might as well just come out and say it
I've made my plans, but frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
I've made my plans, and frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn
I've made my plans, and frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn
I looked a lot like a Vogue Magazine
Perfect and smooth, they all called me a dream
Flawless and loveless, no intimacy
I only lived to be seen
Not to be touched, too clean
Chorus:
Funny Face, I want a Funny Face
Funny Face, I want a Funny Face
Billions of dollars are spent on the face
Covering, smoothing, and changing the shape
Everyone wanted a face just like mine
Nobody wanted me
Only to look like me
Chorus
I'm ungrateful but I don't care
I hear comments from everywhere
Probably nothing behind the face
The face, the face
That was the day that I jumped off the bridge
Trying to end it all, I barely lived
Doctor Lamaar said "your face is a mess"
All of the rest you can guess
I got my one request
(He got his one request)
And I am happy, yes
(And he is happy, yes)
I got my one request
(He got his Funny Face)
And I am happy, yes
And I am happy, happy, happy, happy, happy
Funny Face, I got my Funny Face
Funny Face, I got my Funny Face
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
Get crazy
Get crazy
Get crazy
Do a striptease down the supermarket aisle
Get crazy
Tell your boyfriend that you're pregnant, watch him smile
I'm a modest sort of guy, kind of quiet, kind of shy
That's my jet that's parked outside
How about a little ride ?
Get crazy
Sell your sister to a sheik of Arabie
Get crazy
Spend the whole day without watching no TV
And I'm staring at your knees
And you're staring at my keys
And I'm staring at your heart
What a lovely, lovely heart
I can get you into TV
Stick with me, you'll win an Emmy
Get crazy
It's a breach of natural law
To say no and hem and haw
When you know you want me bad
Say goodbye to mom and dad
Get crazy
Get crazy
Get crazy
Get crazy
Get crazy
Get crazy
Get crazy
Get crazy
It's a breach of natural law
To say no and hem and haw
When you know you want me bad
Say goodbye to mom and dad
Do a swandive from the top of Hoover Dam
Get crazy
Take a beehive when you go to Sunday Mass
Get crazy
Say you're married to a tenor saxophone
Get crazy
Take a midnight stroll through Central Park alone
Get crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Get in the swing, pal
Get in the swing
With everybody and everything
(repeat)
My friends are here
Mind if you go out and not come back again
Well, thanks a lot
Hooray, hooray
The night is younger than the girl who's got the touch
But not by much
Well, I ain't no Freud, I'm from L.A.
But I know certain things
That they also serve who sit and wait
They're cheaper than painting
And don't need explaining
(Chorus)
When Salmon spawn
A ton of water blocks their motion,
Spoils their game
But on they go
Thrashing 'til their mission is fulfilled or else
Oh, but they have their friends
And have a warm bed waiting
Just like I do with you
I'm happy, so happy, I'm happy, oh happy
(Chorus)
All for one, one for all
(Chorus)
Hello down there
This is your creator with a questionaire
Hello up there
I don't have the time to fill out questionaires
Thanks to Frank Famiglietti
All the good and the bad and the ugly survive
With the thought that tonight is the night
Get Laid... Get Laid
You can do it for fun or for profit or spite
Anytime, anyway, anywhere
Get Laid... Get Laid
By telephone always I'm hearing from you
By letter how nice to be hearing from you
But I want to have more than "How do you do"
Get Laid... Get Laid
From Topeka to Paris we all come equipped
With the will and the means to the end
Get Laid... Get Laid
Get Laid
From the beaches at Baha to a Bowery Flat
It's a match boys and girls it's a match
Get Laid... Get Laid
From the mines in Siberia down to Tibet
It's a thing even Communists do
Get Laid... Get Laid
By telephone always I'm hearing from you
By letter how nice to be hearing from you
But I want to have more than "How do you do"
Get Laid... Get Laid
When that nagging sensation just won't go away
Go the way of all flesh, all the way
Get Laid... Get Laid
Get Laid... Get Laid
Get Laid... Get Laid
Get Laid
If you're near too exhausted from climbing the walls
Save the rest of your energy friend
Get Laid... Get Laid
You can do it for fun or for profit or spite
Anytime, anyway, anywhere
Get Laid... Get Laid
By telephone, always I'm hearing from you
By letter, how nice to be hearing from you
A "how do you do" ain't as good as a screw
Get Laid... Get Laid
When that nagging sensation just won't go away
Go the way of all flesh, all the way
Get Laid... Get Laid
Get Laid... Get Laid
Get Laid... Get Laid
From Topeka to Paris to Baha to Bowery
Get Laid, Get Laid, Get Laid
How I wished my folks were gracious hosts and not dismayed
But wit and wisdom take a backseat when youre that afraid
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill My word, they cant forget, they never will
They can hear the storm troops on our lawn when I show her in
And the Fuhrer is alive and well in our panelled den
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill My word, they cant forget that war, what a war
My word, she's from Germany
Its the same old country but the people have changed
My word, she's from Germany
With its splendid castles and fine cuisine
The car I drive is parked outside, its German-made
They resent that less than people who are German-made
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they cant forget that war, what a war
My word, she's from Germany
Its the same old country but the people have changed
My word, she's from Germany
With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine,
its lovely German women and its wonderful
rivers that do flow from her hills
My word she's from Germany
Well its the same old country but the people
have changed
My word she's from Germany
With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine
My word she's from Germany
Well its the same old country but the people have changed
My word she's from Germany
With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine
My word she's from Germany
Well its the same old country but the people have changed
My word she's from Germany
With its splendid castles, its fine cuisine,
its lovely German women and you and me
I searched the whole encyclopedia from A to Z
and had no luck
It listed beriberi, menopause, and even halitosis,
but no luck
And then I asked my brother who is kinda thick
Tell me what I got, I'm feeling really sick
Brother keep away from me, you got girls
on the brain
It's really rough when you got, you got girls
on the brain
Everytime I go to church I just can't think about the Lord at all
Everytime I go to work it seems I'm always walking into walls
It's getting worse and worse and then you pat me on the back
In fifty years you may outgrow it just like that
But until then I got, I got girls on the brain
Girls on the brain, girls on the brain
Boy I'm in pain, they drive me insane
It's really rough when you got, you got
girls on the brain
I'll give this hundred dollar bill to anybody who can help at all
Don't everybody shout at once, I guess there's nothing can be done
be done at all
It's getting worse and worse but lately I can live with it
I'm starting to enjoy it just a little bit
Like it or not, I got, I got girls on the brain
Thanks to Steven Davey
Give it to me
Give it to me
All your love
All your love
Give it to me
Give it to me
All your love
All your love
Uh no, no
Uh no, no
When you come
When you come
I'll be there
I'll be there
When you come
When you come
I'll be there
I'll be there
Uh no, no
middle:
I know my love, you'll come to me
I'll be there waiting so patiently
All that I want, all that I need
Is someone to let me, an' so...
(Repeat ad nauseum)
Thanks to Madeline Bocaro and Ola Martinsson.
Burn Atlanta tonight
Hey, for a buck we could stay here all night
Long live the Confederate plight
It's history, it drags on and on
It wasn't my fault it lasted 'til dawn
Your mammy's got to think like me
It's praised by the academy
And she'd rather Gable than your dad
So tell her please I'm an innocent lad
I'm telling her
Gone with the Wind - there's a lot to be said for it
But I can't think just what
We didn't watch a lot
Gone with the wind - there's a lot to be said for it
But I don't know just what
We didn't catch the plot
But we could mention that the South might rise again.
Cut! Now we want you to fall
Down the stairs without breaking your fall
Using no hands at all
That's fine, now again from the top
And make sure your face is not seen when you drop
So what did you do today?
I fell down the stairs today
For portraying Vivien Leigh they doubled the basic fee
We're telling you, Gone with the Wind
There's a lot to be said for it
But I don't know just what
They don't tell my type the plot
Gone with the Wind
There's a lot to be said for it
But I couldn't say just what
All I did was bruise a lot
But they mention that the South will rise again
The South will rise again they're saying
But frankly, I don't give a damn
I'm telling you, Gone with the Wind
There's a lot to be said for it
But I don't know just what
Without spoiling the plot
Gone with the Wind - there's a lot to be said for it
But I don't know just what
We didn't watch a lot
Gone with the Wind - there's a lot to be said for it
But I couldn't say just what
All I did was bruise a lot
Gone with the Wind - there's a lot to be said for it
But I couldn't say just what
They don't tell my type the plot
Well, the world has started spinning
'Cause the weekend is beginning
So grab anything that moves and bring
some cash
Yeah, I'm looking at your body
And I think I need your body
Yeah, the whole entire body, bring it here
And we've got two days to try to forget
A week of crap and crud
And we've got two days, so get over here
We're gonna goof off good
Chorus:
Goofing off, goofing off
I can do it, do it, do it perfectly
Goofing off, goofing off
It's the only thing I gladly do for free
I'm goin' non-stop for 48 hours
Then I'll collapse right here
Then I'll be scooped up and carried to work
And propped up in a chair
Goofing off, goofing off, goofing off
Plough your way through Monday morning
Plough your way through Tuesday morning
Plough your way through Wednesday,
Thursday, Friday too
Then the world begins to spin and spin and spin
and spin and spin and I become a raving,
raving, ranting fool
We're in the weekend, don't blow it, oh no
Don't blow that two day pass
We're in the weekend, so get up and go
Don't sit down on your ass
(Chorus)
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You need another element, you need it right away
What should I do, what should I do?
An element to titillate so they won't go away
I thought of you and how you blew 'til you were blue
And how you blew 'til you were blue
And how you blew 'til you were blue
Throw in some
Gratuitous sax
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No lyrics, this is an instrumental
Thanks to Neil Murray and Ola Martinsson.
You're such a lucky boy
Soon you'll be entering a world of joy
You'll love our friendly staff
You'll have a million laughs
So bless your fate
Here come the Pearly Gates
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Here they come again
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Hope they never end
Inside our happy home
Fine food and music and the private phone
You'll make some lifelong friends
Friends who will stick with you
Through thick and thin
Won't you please come on in ?
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Here they come again
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Hope they never end
We'll never punish you
We'll merely guide you and that's all we'll do
You're such a lucky boy
Soon you'll be entering
A world of joy
You're such a lucky boy
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Here they come again
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Hope they never end
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Here they come again
Growing pains, growing pains
They keep burning, burning
Won't they never end ?
Happy hunting ground, happy hunting ground
They don't talk or act like you do
Happy hunting ground, happy hunting ground
No they sure don't look like you
Who, what, when, where and why everyday
Identify every disease
I drew a blank in my language
And latin and Spanish and Greek
Thrown out, thrown out, so happy at first
I danced 'til I wore out my shoes
Now I'm in trouble, I know it
Please let me back into school
Back in the happy hunting ground
Where all around are fair, fair game
I need the happy hunting ground
'Cause all around it's not the same
How to say it, and not to offend
Well, you're still inside it's OK
As soon as a girl leaves the refuge
Out go the reason they're great
Hips are spreading, and never a smile
They always demand that they drive
Well, I've got to get back inside there
Back where at least they're alive
(Chorus)
Happy hunting ground, happy hunting ground
They can sort of dance like you do
Happy hunting ground, happy hunting ground
But they just can't last like you
Some are coming to learn how to read
Others to learn how to write
But I want a better selection
It's larger but poorer outside
It's fair, fair game inside etc.
(Chorus)
It's fair fair game inside etc.
(Chorus)
I tried to tell you in the night
That with a girl like you I could do without guided tours
You tried to tell me in the day
That your leading exports were textiles and iron ore
Hasta Manãna Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manãna Monsieur
Were the three little words that I knew you'd adore
Leaving my syntax back at school
I was grown for a loss over gender and simple rules
You mentioned Kant and I was shocked
You know, where I come from, none of the girls have
such foul tongues
Hasta Manãna Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manãna Monsieur
I'm gonna do it now
C'est la vie, c'est la mort, say no more, no no more
It's all the same , whether here or there or anywhere
There's them who have, and there are the others who have not
Kimono my house mon amour
I am sure that this motion don't need no
accompanying words
Gues I was wrong because you've fied
Leaving me with Michelin Guide and half-empty foreign bed
Hasta Manãna Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manãna Monsieur
Were the three little words that I knew you'd adore
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
Haven't we met somewhere before ?
Haven't we met somewhere before ?
In 42 you had a flat and asked for help
I got a pump, an'got your name, I fixed the thing
You offered top pay me, but I refused
We settled for a dinner - or am I confused
One, two, three times, yeah i'm gonna ask:
"aren't we married" ?
In 52 we had Sue, she loved us
All you're friends thought she looked more like you
I'd give her candy - I spoiled her
Her teeth will fall out is what you'd say
One, two, three times, yeah I'm gonna ask:
"aren't we married" ?
Dont you remember ?
I think I do
Don't you remember ?
I'm sure I do
You don't know me ? Aint seen me before ?
Or was that you in a film I saw ?
I guess my facts all wrong
There never was you, there never was Sue
Wait, you say, you now think you've knowned me from the past
But now I'm really convinced, I don't know you !
And if I were asked, I'd have to tell you dear
"no, we're not married" ?
I don't remember
You've mistaken
I can't remember
You're mistaken
I don't know you, aint seen you before
Or was that me in a film you saw ?
I'm the wife of Clinton
I don't have a problem with all of this
They come and go, of course I know
I know everything
You don't know my thinking
Who I dream of or the gifts that I bring
One thing is clear, the atmosphere
Is thin and it's cold
CHORUS
Hear no evil (Monkey 1 says you shouldn't hear it)
See no evil (Monkey 2 says you shouldn't see it)
Speak no evil (Monkey 3 says you shouldn't speak it)
Hear no evil (Monkey 1 says you shouldn't hear it)
See no evil (Monkey 2 says you shouldn't see it)
Speak no evil (Monkey 3 says you shouldn't speak it)
I am Madame Mao
Following the Tao to the extreme
I know the score, all this and more
They're still in their teens
You don't know my thinking
Who I dream of or the gifts that I bring
One thing is true, I won't leave clues
To where I have been
CHORUS
We on the Potomac love good times
We on the Yangtze love good times
We on the Nile love good times
Can't get enough of good times
More than enough love to go 'round
More than enough power to go 'round
More than enough ids to be found
More than enough bids to go down
CHORUS
Hear no evil
See no evil
Speak no evil
I am Cleopatra
Caesar's former lover, now I am yours
Marc Antony, you're biting off
More than you can chew
Monkey 1 says you shouldn't hear it
Monkey 2 says you shouldn't see it
Monkey 3 says you shouldn't speak it
Hear no evil
See no evil
Speak no evil
When I spot a driver worth a second glance
Foot to floorboard, impact soon achived
Here comes Bob, I aint subtle in my ways of making friends
Girl this rubbled mess was caused by my neglect
Of course I'll pay and by the way my dear
Here comes Bob, I ain't subtle in my ways of making friends
Here comes Bob
Sometimes I will stoop to hitting two-door coupes without the frills
But that is just for casual acquaintances, for stripped-down thrills
Your car girl or mine it doesnt matter, doesnt matter no
But for affairs with staying power I go after limousines
Its always nice if something big is acting as your go-between
And for a group encounter I'll hit busses, mobile homes or trains to
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
It's hard to make acquaintances in our big town
Most eyes stare at nothing much at all
But here comes Bob
I aint subtle in my ways of making friends,
friends, acquaintances
Instant adulation comes to some at birth
Born to queens or corporate entities
But here comes Bob
Someday theyll put me away
Ill think back on active days
Most were worth the minor cars
Some were worth the damaged cars
And the judge will say to me
"Bob, Youve got a bad means to a worthwhile end"
Well, here comes Bob
Here, there are lots of things to do
And a panoramic view
Of the universe completely surrounding you and me
You cannot buy souvenirs
You're never going back, never, never
Basically, I guess it could be worse
Yes, I do suppose it could be worse
Here, there are many, many sheep
And the people only sleep
And awake to tell how gory and gruesome was their end
And I don't have many friends
And it's really very clean and I'm thinking
Juliet, you broke our little pact
Juliet, I'm never coming back
Up here in Heaven without you
I'm here in Heaven without you
Up here in Heaven without you
It is Hell knowing that your health will keep you out of here
For many, many years
Dear, do you often think of me
As you overlook the sea
Do I qualify as dearly departed or am I
That sucker in the sky
The fall guy for the first and the last time
Juliet, I thought we had agreed
Now I know why you let me take the lead
Up here in Heaven without you
I'm here in Heaven without you
Up here in Heaven without you
It is Hell knowing that your health will keep you out of here
For many, many years
Second thoughts, is that what you had?
Second thoughts, first I broke my back
Second thoughts, as I hit the sea
Second thoughts, for eternity, for eternity, for eternity
Up here in Heaven without you
I'm here in Heaven without you
Up here in Heaven without you
It is Hell knowing that your health will keep you out of here
For many, many years
In the lyrics sheet which came with "Kimono" for the first and last chorus it says "For years and years and years", however Russell sings "For many, many years". Thanks Robert Canipe for the info.
Sorry, this is an instrumental.
Thanks to Ola Martinsson.
A picket fence, I leaped it
Through your screen door, I gotta meet you
High C up and High C down
Since you left the opera you just frown a lot
and mumble, "I'm humble."
Press clippings hang from torn wallpaper
A dust covered phone, no one would ring her
High C up and High C down
Since you left the opera you just frown a lot
and you tell me
Tell me of the times when you were so big
in Vienna
And the people paid good money just to hear
you in your splendor
But that's all over now
That's all over now
Limited tastes, I wish I could help you
A rock-headed lad, I have got to help you
High C up and High C down
Since you left the opera you just frown a lot
and mumble, "I'm humble."
Come on home with me and will sing our little hearts out
We will hit High C or maby somewhere thereabouts
Somewhere thereabouts
Non
tu ne sauras pas tout
de ma jeunesse
Tout ce que tu ne me connais pas
La nomenclature
en faits et gestes
Si oui! tu maimeras
Si oui! tu reveras
encore de moi
Et le velours
On ne sais qui l'a invente
Est-ce qu'on l'a meme cherche
Ou est-il arrive un jour ?
Ma si
Ma no
Tu me calcules je te compte
tu m'embrouilles et je te trompe
- qu'hier et bien + que demain
Et que je le sais
que si je comptais
Oi Si je m'y retrouve
Si si je t'y retrouverai
Satin de soiie
organdis ou taffetas
crepe de chine On a
mille metres de drap
enroules par autour
Enlace-moi
ha, ma biche, mon vautour
Caniche nain d'amour
delasse moi encore
et toujours
Ma si
Ma no
Thanks to Steve Whitehead
Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday
Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday
It's something I thinks worthwhile
If the puppet makes you smile
If not then you're throwing stones
Throwing stones, throwing stones
Millions of eyes can see
Yet why am I so blind
When the someone else is me
It's unkind, it's unkind
de de de de de de de de de de de de de
de de de de de de de de de de de de de
Someday we'll have one extra coastline
We'll tire of the Atlantic
By then we'll be rid of your lot
A shot heard 'round the world will soon be shot,
Will soon be shot
'Til then have some tea and tobacco
Hey Jenny meet your master
Be nice, show him kindness and such
Be kind to our master
But of feeling is a-brewing that we don't need any masters
'Cause we all can be a master and we all can be a king
We speak and we sing the way that you do
And showed you our hospitality on parade
But now we are we, we're no longer you
Tara to that hospitality on parade
Today you're going to find their descendants
In places all around you
You're faced with the easiest task
How best to act a king when always treated like a king
Lunch counters, at banks and the theatre
Kind help right there to serve you
Men selling, and girls selling too
And everyone's special
We all are someone special
Yes, we all are someone special
For we all are someone special
Where the customer is king
Whoever you are, whoever you bring
You'll find that hospitality on parade
However you look, you're always a king
Wherever there's hospitality on parade
I'm special, you're special
He's special, she's special
We're all someone special
And i am the king
(Chorus)
Whoever you are, whoever you bring
You'll find that hospitality on parade
However you look, you're always a king
Where ever there's hospitality on parade
Thanks Ola Martinsson.
David leaves all his clothes in a heap
And the Marlboro butts are everywhere
Where are my slippers ?
Where is my paper ?
I love you dear
In one year and out again
He's out again
He's been gone
He's a wonderful man
And the housewife of the year ?
Every year
He's been gone
And he loves a good beer
And the housewife of the year ?
I love you dear
Every Tuesday night he goes bowling
David will be back around midnight
He will be tired and hungry as a horse
The television will be set to his show
It's Davids show
He's been gone
He's a wonderful man
And the housewife of the year ?
Every year
He's been gone
And he loves a good beer
And the housewife of the year ?
I love you dear
I press your ties
I walk the dark
That lipstick stain doesn't bother me
I know that you are tired
Well maybe tomorrow
Is next tomorrow too very late
Well that's ok I understand
He's been gone
He's a wonderful man
And the housewife of the year ?
Every year
He's been gone
And he loves a good beer
And the housewife of the year ?
I love you dear
David my darling
You love my pudding
Yet you haven't touched a bit of it
Is it my curlers
Maybe it's my dress
Maybe my make-up is unperfect
I change it quick
Very quick
He's been gone
He's a wonderful man
And the housewife of the year ?
Every year
He's been gone
And he loves a good beer
And the housewife of the year ?
I love you dear
He's been gone
He's a wonderful man
And the housewife of the year ?
Every year
He's been gone
And he loves a good beer
And the housewife of the year ?
I love you dear
How are you getting home
It's on my way, so let me take you home,
Home home sweet home
How're you getting home
How're you getting home
How're you getting home, I'm curious
No, I'm really only curious
How're you getting home
Get away from here
Let's get away from here
I hope you live a million miles away
I could take you half way home tonight
Tomorrow you'll be home
Tell me how you're getting home
We got one thing in common baby
We're too good to be at this party
We're too good to be anywhere but
Inside my car
How are you getting home
It's on my way, so let me take you home,
Home home sweet home
(Chorus)
Don't let me push you baby
What I like is your independence
Real spunk, real independence
And there's my car
How are you getting home
It's on my way, so let me take you home,
Home home sweet home
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice, man, practice
Practice, man, practice
Practice, man, practice
Practice, man, practice
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice, man, practice
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice, man, practice
To get yourself to Carnegie Hall
Practice, man, practice
Carnegie Hall
Carnegie Hall
Technical facitlity
Old-word sensibility
All of this I did for you
Still there is no sign of you
I practiced
I practiced
Carnegie Hall was beckoning
I practiced
I practiced
Carnegie Hall was beckoning
I was ready I was ready
Carnegie Hall was beckoning
Still there is no sign of you
Still there is no sign of you
Steinway, Steinway
Steinway, Steinway
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice man, practice
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice, man, practice
To get yourself to Carnegie Hall
Practice man, practice
Carnegie Hall
Carnegie Hall
Practice on a Steinway
Practice on a Steinway
Practice on a Steinway
They loved it, they showed it
The audience was deafening
I was ready, I was ready
The critics all said "riveting"
On a Steinway, on a Steinway
I guess it doesn't mean a thing
Still there is no sign of you
Still there is no sign of you
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice man, practice
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice man, practice
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice man, practice
How do I get to Carnegie Hall?
Practice man, practice
Still there is no sign of you
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
Look askance
Just a glance
Just enough
To incite the wrath
Of her confidante
Strong though gaunt
And that's how to get your ass kicked
How to get your ass kicked
Never learn
To discern
Areas
Where you don't belong
So you venture out
Head in clouds
And that's how to get your ass kicked
How to get your ass kicked
I know, I know, I know, I know
Driving home,
Bikes in chrome
Cut you off
And you flip them off
And they take their turns
Many turns
And that's how to get your ass kicked
How to get your kicked
I know, I know, I know, I know
In the end
Then is when
You will pray
But you won't be answered
And then you'll go
End of show
And that's how to get your ass kicked
How to get your ass kicked
Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well
I bought the Mississippi River
Of course that don't include the towns
or the people
around the Mississippi
Well, to cinch the deal the man threw
in a boat with crew
and then I knew I'd better grab that
river fast
It wouldn't last
They never do, they never do
It wouldn't last, last, last
So now I own the Mississippi
I couldn't decide if I should leave it there
or lug it out West with me
The best thing was to think about it,
not to make a move I might regret
cause then I'd have to have the
Mississippi sent back East, complete
with boat and crew
That wouldn't do, do, do
It's mine, all mine
(You know, it's yours, all yours)
It's mine, all mine
(You know, it's yours, all yours)
Do rivers ever need companions
Should I enquire if the Seine is
available, yeah, I would rather have
a classy little Frenchy than a Nile or
a Tybo, oh
Now wait a minute, how about the
Amazon, now that could be real fun
For Mississippi, for Mississippi,
for Mississippi, My Mississippi
I hope that I didn't make an error
I hope this ain't a lot more trouble
than it's all really worth
No one is restricted, no one is tied down
But the Greece of old collapsed 'cause
no one liked their girls
We won't have that problem, I'm doing my part
No one asked me but I'll still answer la-la-la-la-la-la
I like girls, I like girls
I like girls, I like girls
I sweat in the daytime, I don't sweat much at night
No one asked me but I still answer "I like girls, I like girls"
All those who are with me, let's all raise our hands high
When they ask you, you'll surely answer la-la-la-la-la-la
I like girls, I like girls
I like girls, I like girls
Day of wedding preparation, you must decide
Has your choice been made?
Yes, I like girls
I like girls
Well, I married a Martian
And boy, am I sorry
Well, she came down from the sky
She couldn't stand the attitude there
She took human form, not bad
She seemed different
She had a European flair
And I said, "where you from?"
And she said, she said, "I'm from Mars"
I married a Martian
Her loving is different
Viva la diff=E9rence
Every, every night
I married a Martian
I took her to Vegas
I dressed her in ermine
She had the time of her life
Though she called me Mister Right
I could sense something was wrong
She was hardly home at all
She'd keep telling me
She was doing studies of Earth
She had tendencies to flirt
And it really did hurt me
I married a Martian
Boy, am I sorry
I don't recommend it
To anyone in their right mind
I married a Martian
I think I see changes
I know I see changes
She doesn't look like our kind
Her arms, her legs,
Were growing and growing
Her form, once thin,
Was changing, was changing
I can't describe
The changes, so gruesome
She looked, she seemed
So Martian
I married a Martian
I'm going to Vegas
It isn't for pleasure
I'm getting a quickie divorce
I married a Martian
Boy, am I sorry
I don't recommend it
To anyone in their right mind
I married a Martian
Who was I kidding
She only had loved me
'Cause I was the first guy she saw
I married a Martian
And now it is over
Go back to your cronies
Back to your own form of life
I married a Martian
They're good in the movies
Dramatic potential
But they're not so hot in real life
I married myself, I'm very happy together
I married myself, I'm very happy together
I married myself, I'm very happy together
Long, long walks on the beach, lovely times
I married myself, I'm very happy together
Candlelight dinners home, lovely times
This time it's gonna last, this time it's gonna last
Forever, forever, forever
I married myself, I'm very happy together
I married myself, I'm very happy together
This time it's gonna last
This time it's gonna last
Forever, forever, forever
This time it's gonna last
This time it's gonna last
Forever, forever, forever
I married myself, I'm very happy together
Long long walks on the beach
Lovely times
I married myself, I'm very happy together
Candlelight dinners home, lovely times
This time it's gonna last,
This time it's gonna last
Forever, forever, forever
This time it's gonna last,
This time it's gonna last
Forever, forever, forever
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
You're gonna take a walk in the rain
And you're gonna get wet
(I predict)
You're gonna eat a bowl of chow mein
And be hungry real soon
(I predict)
Are my sources correct
(I predict)
They're gonna find the Queen is a man
But that Philip don't care
(I predict)
Lassie will prove that Elvis and her
Had a fleeting affair
(I predict)
Are my sources correct
Are my sources correct
Yes I know they're corect
(I predict)
Men, if you say your prayers
You'll never lose your hair(I predict)
L.A. is safe
Ain't gonna quake
Ain't gonna quake
(I predict)
And somebody's gonna die
But I can't reveal who
Cold beer will cure a cold
Cold beer and pretzels, takes care of cancer
Moscow will march to France
They'll do the Can-Can Dance
Don't worry, it'll work out
Maxim's will throw them out
They're gonna stop Saturday night
So you better have fun now
(I predict)
They're gonna stop having the sun
So you better get tan now
And this song will fade out
And this song will fade out
And this song will fade out
(I predict)
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
What's she doing now
Has the encore come yet
And the bravas and bouquets
Don't tell me, don't tell me
Someday I'll find a mind of my own
'Til then, I'm content to hear her say
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I'll turn on the radio
And look at myself in the rear-view mirror
I know she has an image to protect
I know she's not just being mean when she screams
I thought I told you to wait in the car
What's she doing now
Meeting leaders of the Free World
She's dressed in black, she's their poster girl
Don't tell me, don't tell me
I know she has an image to protect
I know she's not just being mean when she screams
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
Just a glimpse of it all
Just a taste of it all
Just one foot in the door
In the door of dreamland, in the door of dreamland
I thought I told you to wait in the car
Walking in on an afternoon tryst
Can be a source of embarrassment
Embarrassment for all concerned
Don't tell me, don't tell me
In my wildest dreams
I never thought of Warren Beatty as a rival
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
I thought I told you to wait in the car
Rumour goes that this song was supposed to be a duet with Marianne Faithful
Oh yeh, I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
Oh please, say to me
You'll let me be your man
And please say to me
You'll let me hold your hand
Now let me hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling
That my love I can't hide
I can't hide, I can't hide
Yeh, you got that something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling
That my love I can't hide
I can't hide, I can't hide
Yeh, you got that something
I think you'll understand
When I feel that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
iiiiiiiiii - i want a man
iiiiiiiiii - i want a man
i want a man i want a man i want a man i want a man i want a ma-an
i want a boy i want a boy i want a boy i want a boy i want a bo-oy
i want a man
i want a man
iiiiiii - ooh - iiiiiii
iiiiiiiiiiiii
i want a man
i want a man
iiiiiii - ooh - iiiiiii
iiiiiiiiiiiii
iiiiiiiiii - i want a man
iiiiiiiiii - i want a man
i want a man i want a man i want a man i want a man i want a ma-an
i want a boy i want a boy i want a boy i want a boy i want a bo-oy
i want a man i want a man i want a man i want a man i want a ma-an
i want a boy i want a boy i want a boy i want a boy i want a bo-oy
Dressing up when the world is Levi Strauss
Dressing down when tuxedos fill the house
Going out when the rest are coming home
Coming home when the rest are going out
And when I'm broke and really down
Everybody's throwing tons around
And when I finally get my pay
Everyone's in India or so they say
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be
I want to be like everybody else
I want to be like everybody else
Gravity don't work on me
I want to be like everybody else
Drink your milk, then your coke,
then your rye
First you're born, then you live,
then you die
First you cry, then you sing, then
you moan
First you're wet, then you're dry,
then you're bone
It's such a 1, 2, 3 affair
Where did I go wrong, I'm stuck out here
I'm stuck, it's up to you
Hold me so tight they think I'm you
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be,
I wanna be
I want to be like everybody else
I want to be like everybody else
Gravity don't work on me
I want to be like everybody else
Thanks to Madeline Bocaro
I wish I could dance like black people do
I wish I could sing like I've suffered a lot
I wish I had roots that were harder to find
I wish I could dance like black people do
And you say it doesn't affect you at all
But I ain't about to believe that it's true
'Cos I see what makes an impression on you
And there's so many things that I, that I can't do
I wish I could dance like black people do
I wish I could, I wish I could,
I wish I could, I wish I could,
I wish I could, I wish I could,
I wish I could, I wish I could,
I wish I could dance like black people do
I wish I could feel some oppression and pain
I wish that my physical got through to you
I wish I could dance like black people do
And you say it doesn't affect you at all
But I ain't about to believe that it's true
'Cos I see what makes an impression on you
And there's so many things that I, that I can't do
I wish I could dance like black people do...
Dancin!
What did I do do do
Dancin!
I wish I could, I wish I could,
I wish I could, I wish I could,
I wish I could, I wish I could,
I wish I could, I wish I could,
Dancin!
And you say it doesn't affect you at all
But I ain't about to believe that it's true
'Cos I see what makes an impression on you
And there's so many things that I, that I can't do
I wish I could dance like black people do
I wish I could dance like black people do
I wish I could dance like black people do
I wish I could dance like black people do
Turn out the light, yeah, the light
And I might have a chance
I guess I look slightly worse
Than the Elephant Man
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
I went to high school
And majored in looking real bad
I got a real ugly mom
And a real ugly dad
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Dress for success
That's what they say
I'm such a mess
That there just ain't no way
I know my breath is the sweetesst
It really is great
But when I try just to kiss you
You say "better wait"
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Dress for success
That's what they say
Gimme some clothes
To slap over my head
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
I went to Balboa Island
And laid in the sand
I may be ugly as sin
But at least now I'm tan
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
I've seen you sneeking round to Marys house
And since she's a friend of mine
It tends to make me feel a little bit depressed
(A little worse)
I think it's very nice we share a common bond
But why can't it be something else
Like book or stamps or maybe chineese food
(Like chineese food)
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
Yeah I will expose you
I feel it is my duty to be honest
To hold nothing back
I could pretend that I don't see what's going on
But that's a lie
(And I don't lie)
I have come to one's sense
I know this won't be the last time
Apologies don't matter
I just talk and bid you fond adieu
(A fond adieu)
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
Yeah I will expose you
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
You know I know
Of course I know you know
I'll expose you
Yeah I will expose you
First I wake up and not shave, not a very pretty day
Look at the time, it's time to not go out to work today
I'm not at my best today, I'm not getting dressed today
Look at the time, it's time to not eat lunch with you today
I'm not fooling when I say I'm not myself any day
I'm not
In or out or up or down
I'm not
Shutting up or yelling out
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
I'm not buying nothing new and I'm not trying nothing new
No one makes me feel as though it matters what I do
I'm not watching my TV and I'm not reading magazines
And I'm not missing much and that ain't hard for me to see
You're not my type but you can stay, that's long enough, now
Go away
I'm not
In or out or up or down
I'm not
Shutting up or yelling out
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
First I wake up and not shave, not a very pretty day
Look at the time, it's time to not go out to work today
I'm not fooling when I say I'm not myself any day
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
That's how it's gonna be
In my family
From the biggest branch to the smallest leaf
Still you're gonna see similarity
In my family
That's how it's gonna be
That's how its gonna be
'Cause it's my family
Gonna live to see post-senility
Lots of time to spend with my family
In my family
That's how it's gonna be
There you got your Rockefeller
There you got your Edward Teller
J. Paul Getty is a splendid fellow, but
None of them would be in my family
In my family
That's how it's gonna be
Family
It's like any other family
Big and small
It's like any other family
Thats how it's gonna be
Before and after me
Manufacturing many, many me's
Gonna hang myself from my family tree
In my family
That's how it's gonna be
It's winter, it's raining
You're tired, she's fainting
You're bitter, she's brooding
But don't be disenchanted
'Causs you can barley stand it
The sweep and the grandeur
The scope and the laughter
The future, the future
The future's got it covered
With what will be discovered
In the future fun is fun
In the future, lots of sun
I'll be there, it's up to you
You'll be there if you don't do nothing foolish
You'll love it, I know it
I know what you like and
You'll love it, I know it
We'll need some vintage vino
So wash you feet and stamp away
Coming soon and everywhere
Everyone will walk on air
Now it seems so far away
But each day it's getting closer and closer
Convenience and pleasure
All blended together
And culture, and madness
You think you've seen it all
You've seen it all exept the future
Don't play that riff
Don't play that riff
Don't play that riff
That takes me back
Instant weight loss
There was a girl
She called me Fats
But in one night
Instant weight loss
One night, one steamy night
I'd lose a kilo each hour
In ten nights, ten steamy nights
And figure a kilo each hour
Instant weight loss
Then came this guy
Some foreign name
Had chubby hands
Wore lots of chains
Instant weight loss
That's it
What's done is done
Erase the past if you can
With ice cream, with coconut pie
In less than a week I'd undone
Instant weight loss
Don't play that riff
She sang that riff
All through the night
It's coming back
I've gained an ounce
I've gained a pound
Another pound
I've gained a ton
So last July
This girl pulls up
Blonde hair, so what
She says "hey Fats"
Instant weight loss
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Irreplaceable
As you search secondhand
To replace what you lost
He's a nervous old man
And you ask "what's this cost"
Somehow it crashed to the floor
Where's the concern, he knows there's more
Somehow a note's on your door
You have been burned, there are no more
Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable
As you search the caf‚s
To replace what is lost
All their eyes start to glaze
When you drone on your loss
Somehow you stumble and fall
Glass everywhere, everyone roars
Somehow a telephone call
You were a pair, not any more
Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable, not interchangeable
They're designed to break, they're designed to break
They're designed to fail, they're designed to fail
They're designed to flake, they're designed to flake
They're designed to fail, they're designed to fail
Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable
If you should stumble and fall
You may turn red, fire-engine red
One month from now you'll forget falling at all
But who's in your bed
Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
Is there more to life than dancing
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
I've done my share of dancing
I'm pretty good now
That's what they say
But could it be that
I've overdone it
I've danced my mind away
Last night I'm on the dancefloor
As I was starting to hit my stride
I heard a voice cutting through the music
I thought it must be a kid outside
Is there more to life than dancing
aaaaahh, aaaahh
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Than dancing
Than dancing
Than dancing
Than dancing
Is there more to life than dancing
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Ten times I heard that calling
I said "hey Sheila" , "hey what was that"
She said "you fool", "You aint heard nothing"
I said "it aint quite as easy as that"
I went to see my doctor
He said "it's only a case of nerves"
He said "I'll see you tonight and cure you"
I said "no that will just make it worse"
Is there more to life than dancing
aaaaahh, aaaahh
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Than dancing
Than dancing
Than dancing
Than dancing
Is there more to life than dancing
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
I've done my share of dancing
I'm pretty good now
That's what they say
But could it be that
I've overdone it
I've danced my mind away
Worse things could prob'ly happend
Exactly what I couldn't say
I'm gonna dance 'till it goes away
I'm gonna dance 'till it fades away
Is there more to life than dancing
aaaaahh, aaaahh
You gotta te-ell me
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life
Is there more to life...
Johnny was a soldier with the Allies
Johnny was a soldier all the way
Johnny was a soldier with a fun side
Johnny liked to laugh a lot each day
Johhny met a girl who was a beauty
Johnny never thought to live in sin
"Do you take this girl?"
"Yes I take this girl"
Johnny had a next of kin
They were happy as they were
So everything around would change
But they would never, ever change
It ain't 1918 except for these two-it ain't 1918...
Everybody in Missouri knows them
Everybody there has seen their car
Everybody seen their Stanley Steamer
Everybody knows It's Johnny's car
Wave as you see Johhny drive to market
Watch a bit of past go steaming by
Johnny and his bride
Johnny and his car
without a change of any kind
And they were happy as they were
Everything around had changed
But they had never, ever changed
It ain't 1918 except for there two-it ain't 1918...
Many people in St. Lou are wealthy
A lady by the name of Miller is
Wouldn't it be nice to help out Johnny
Kinda play a real life Santa Klaus
She and many other St-Lou people
Bought ol Johnny quite a fancy car
And a modern home
Threw away his comb
Bought his wife a Paris scarf
Johnny thanked the St. Lou folk
But told them in a voice so sad
That he would rather stay as is
The people of St. Lou were mad, and they said
It ain't 1918 for us or for you
If we can't enjoy it...
Then neither will you
I confess that this is really not my song
I bought it in Hong Kong
It's a knock off
I confess that this is really not my voice
Although I had a choice
It's a knock off
So close to real
The look, the feel
So close, and yet
The paint's still wet
You keep thinking that you're really holding hands
Sorry, that's no hand
It's a knock off
Just my luck that I would look into your eyes
Then I realized
They were knock offs
So close to real
The look, the feel
So close and yet
The paint's still wet
I can guess that though you really wear it well
What you're wearing well
It's a knock off
And the Renoir you see hanging on the wall
Bought it at the mall
It's a knock off
So close to real
The look, the feel
So close and yet
The paint's still wet
Hey you, tell me what you know
Hey you, tell me everything you know
Why the subjects move to a constant beat
Would the motion change with more heat
Do the subjects have appetites
Does this just occur on one site
It's educational
Hey you, tell me what you know
Hey you, tell me everything you know
Do the subjects seem to react to light
Do the males among them tend to fight
Does the blank look mask pain or fear
Does it bother them that we're here
It's educational
Hey you, tell me what you know
Hey you, tell me everything you know
Is it all a part of a mating rite
Why are some quite black and some quite white
Do they sleep by day and live by night
If you get too close, will they bite
It's educational
Do they ever stop or break down
Do they not look up or look down
Does it bother them that we're here
Although it's not cmpletely clear
It's educational
Thanks to Neil Murray and Ola Martinsson.
It's a Mercedes Benz, there's a kid in the back
And he's going away and he's gonna look back
And he's looking real sad and he's feeling real bad
It's a Mercedes Benz and the sky is so clear
And he's going up north to a home he ain't seen
With a man and his wife, and they're both really keen
And the sky is so clear and the deal is so sad
It's a Mercedes Benz and he's feeling so bad
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
And my hands on your knee and you're looking at me
Then you look at the screen and you look back at me
And we're used to the light so it's easy to see
That I'm smiling at you and you're smiling at me
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, please !'
It's kinda like the movies, I guess you'd say
Where all the music starts and people near you say 'Quiet, pleeeeaaaaase !'
????????????
Ten years, twenty years
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C'est une affaire qui marche
Je n'ai guére de doutes
Quand tu m'appelles ton chouchou
Je te crois
Mais quand tu me dis que tu veux dormir
J'ai peur, je ne sais pas quoi faire
Car chaque soir je suis angoissé
Tu rêves à haute voix
Tu parles en chanteurs français
Mais je m'appelle Russell
Tu te souviens?
Johnny Halliday? Non!
Je me demande pourquoi tu penses que
Julien Clerc habite chez moi
Je m'appelle Russell
Tu te souviens?
Michel Polnareff n'est pas là
S'il te plaît, réveille-toi et pense juste à moi
Dès le matin tu ne parles plus des chanteurs français
Tu as tout oublié du jour au lendemain
Mais j'espère que tu ne seras jamais fatiguée
Que tes yeux resteront toujours ouverts
Si tu dois aimer quelqu'un
C'est bien moi
Tu dois seulement rêver de moi
Mais je m'appelle Russell...
Johnny Halliday? No!
Michel Polnareff? No!
Michel Sardou? Who?
Claude François? Moi?
Claude Debussy? Qui?
Julien Clerc? Oh no, no, no...
Mais je m'appelle Russell...
Jean-Paul Belmondo, Alain Delon, Clint Eastwood, Paul Newman, Robert Redford, Gary Cooper, Gary Grant, Johnny Halliday, Polnareff, Michel Sardou, Debussy, Julien Clerc...
No! J'ai dit no, no, no...
Financial evidence claims he was broke 2 days ago
So he sold his big heart for 2.50 and soul for 40 more
With his earnings in his bag straddled over his arm
He made his way on into the town to see what he could find
Work is wanted - must be strong
Heart and soul need not belong
Johnny went there to see just what this job could be
Before the day was through he was all settled at his job
He was scrubbin' the floor and cookin' the food
For creatures he could not believe
Stranger girls with frilly curls have swept out on a limb
They were filled with venomous hate
Except they looked like love at all
What is this - he asked himself
Where does he turn - he quizzed himself
He submitted notice - intent to quit the job
Two weeks and 4 days later - he had to quit he had no sense
Oh take my heart back, my soul as well
And you can keep the dough
The stranger women proved to be
The wrong type of work for me
I shall sit with my heart and sit with my soul
And be content to starve
Feel straight hey hey hey hey (ad finitum)
Hello - won't you join our big show?
May we show you around - though you're a person with no riffs like those of a song
Our sacred home will serve to buttress your faith
Now please watch your step
Hello - take a letter Miss Jones - send it off to accounts, regarding interest
Paid to us during peak hours, numeric flowers
We merit gold watches, plaques, that's all that we lack
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Hello - won't you join our big show?
May we show your around
We start diversion of all sorts in our sacred house
You've met them all
and if you like what we sell, please see personnel
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Join the firm - you will learn, you will learn join the firm
Baby, baby, give it to me, give it to me
Baby, baby, give it to me, give it,
Now is that all I get, is that all I get
Just because you love me
Baby, baby, give it to me, give it to me
Baby, baby, give it to me, give it to me
I'm not that quick (but) this is ridiculous
Just because you love me
It's common courtesy
Don't be a nurse to me
You save your worst for me
Just because you love me
Baby, baby, level with me, level, with me
Baby, baby, level with me, level, with me
What should I do when you say no
Just because you love me
All I get is quiet
Laughing friends won't buy it
I've been known to tell them white lies
But this time I swear it's the truth, oh, oh
I just got back from heaven
I can see their faces
As I mention places
Places that I've overdescribed
But this time I swear it's the truth, oh, oh
I just got back from heaven
Heaven isn't so far away
You walk through the door
And you're light years away
Someone looks right into your eyes
And you feel the magic that you can't deny
And you sway
All through the night
If you stay
All through the night
Look at the shape I'm in
I just got back from heaven
Searching for some glory
People make up stories
One too many drinks at the bar
But this time I swear it's the truth, oh, oh
I just got back from heaven
Heaven isn't so far away
You walk through the door
And you're light years away
Someone looks right into your eyes
And you feel the magic that you can't deny
And you sway
All through the night
If you stay
All through the night
Look at the shape I'm in
I just got back from heaven
Any destination
Makes a great vacation
This is something greater by far
This time I swear it's the truth, oh, oh
I just got back from heaven
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Sorry, we don't the original (Japanese) lyrics of this one, but here is the English translation:
"We're Sparks, Kimono My House !"
Enamel Like Surface
TV Jesus
Lonesome Cowboy
Staring At The Mirror
No-one's Gonna Know About Our Little Secret
Just So We Give 'em The Silent Treatment
Andy Warhol
Silver Wig Rip Off
Mod In A Black Suit
Slim As A Shadow
Leather Pants, Platform Shoes
Dressed Like Elvis on the Sullivan Show
Smart Like Me & Smart Like You
And Smart Enough To Know
We Look Better Dressed Than When We're Naked This We Know
Kimono, Kimono, Kimono...
A Flirtacious Sister
A Quiet Cowboy
Venus In Fur, Fake Fur of Course
High Heels So High
She Could Barely Walk
Managing To Lean Against A Wall
Funny Make Up
Sequins On The Belly Button
A Satin Shirt
With See-Through Back
Garter Belts
And Fish Net Stockings
Everyone's Eyes Are Set On You
A Person Who Likes To Show
Off As Much As You
Wouldn't Look Good In The Nude, Oh No
Kimono, Kimono, Kimono....
An Intelligent Person Like You
Wouldn't Look Good In The Nude, Oh No
A Hair Wig
That Looks Like Andy Warhol
A Mod Black Suit
With A Slim Silhouette
Leather Pants, Platform Shoes
Bikini Shorts Like Elvis Presley
For A Person Who Likes To Show Off As Much As You
The World Is A Party At Any Time
The World Is A TV Show
For A Person Who Is So Good
At Doing Make Up
The World Is Glamorous At Times, Oh
Kimono, KImono, Kimono....
Thanks to Chris Devonshire-Ellis
Kiss me quick
Hot and right
No confusion
Paradise
Never panic
We're alone
Kiss me quick
There's the phone
Lips that taste of cigarettes and California wine
Lips that taste of fancy food, you drive me out of my mind
I really wish you'd kiss me one more time
Kiss my quick
Melt the ice
College ideas
High school eyes
Paramedic
Dressed in white
Kiss me quick
Save my life
Lips that taste of foreign words and complimentary lies
Lips that make a nervous wreck of any normal guy
I really wish you'd kiss me one more time
Kiss me quick
Wake me up
Caffeine kisses
Not enough
Jungle fever
Insect bites
Weird religions
Pagan rites
Lips that taste of cigarettes and California wine
Lips that taste of fancy food, you drive me out of my mind
I really wish you'd kiss me one more time
You're the only bank that's open all night, La Dolce Vita
Now that's clear, can you give me a light, La Dolce Vita
Now that that's clear, when do we eat? La Dolce Vita
Now that that's clear can I have another plate of your
La Dolce Vita
CHORUS
Goldiggers arise
Goldiggers are hungry guys
Goldiggers are we
Step up follow me
Mira, mira, guys, there's Lira in her eyes, La Dolce Vita
Looking real bored is what you pay me for, La Dolce Vita
Looking real bored's as hard as scrubbing floors, La Dolce Vita
I'm overpaid but still I'll ask for more, La Dolce Vita
Baby, after all you've got to help the poor, La Dolce Vita
CHORUS
Mira, mira, guys, there's Lira in here eyes, La Dolce Vita
I catch a cold just by looking in your eyes, La Dolce Vita
That's just a hazard in work of this kind, La Dolce Vita
Baby you're looking younger every day, La Dolce Vita
I really mean it, it ain't just the pay, La Dolce Vita
CHORUS
Mira, mira, guys, there's Lira in her eyes, La Dolce Vita
Life isn't much, but there's nothing else to do, La Dolce Vita
Ladies, ladies
On the sofa next to me are Dinah Shore and Sara Lee
Ladies, ladies
In the backyard climbing trees are Princess Grace and Margaret Mead
Ladies, ladies
Then you pull in the driveway
You've been out shopping
I've got to hide them,
Hide, all you ladies
They nod and smile
They're disappearing
They're fading out now
And welcome home my only lady, my only lady
Ladies, ladies
Jackie's in the powder room
And Lois Lane will be here soon
Ladies, ladies
Eva braun is cracking jokes
While Joan of Arc just sits and smokes
Ladies, ladies
Then I call up some buddies
Hey, come on over
There's ladies present
"We'll be right over"
The ladies hear me
They're disappearing
They're fading out now
My friends say "where are all the ladies, ladies"
Ladies, ladies
In my kitchen baking cake is Betty Crocker
Ladies, ladies
Dolly Parton's in my pool, and Aunt Jemima's acting cool
Ladies, ladies
They're really great in person
They get me going
But I'm not pushy
Don't want to blow it
'Cause if i blow it
They start a'fading
Come back my ladies
Where would I be without my ladies
It wasn't that I wasn't good at holding your hand
Or that I wasn't speaking slowly so that you'd understand
And no it wasn't that I wasn't always there on demand
La nuit est la
The sun is going down and there is no sign of you
A lot of sailors on the street and there is no sign of you
I pour another cup of coffee and admire the view
La nuit est la
What the night can give the night can take away
The plot is not the same as at the matinee
No matter who you're with you'll always drift away
La nuit est la
Hold on, hold on
Just wave the hand
Darkness turns to light
All wrongs are right
Behold, behold
As she magically reappears
Oh so clever
No, no never so
The couple in Apartment 8 are fighting again
We always said she looked like Barbie
And he looked just like Ken
I pour another cup of coffee and it's going on ten
La nuit est la
I look down on the street, I see a taxi or two
I see a girl inside of one who looks a little like you
You favored public transportation, so it's probably not you
La nuit est la
Hold on...
What the night can give the night can take away...
The sun is coming up and there is no sign of you
This is a subtle indication that our best days are through
I pour another cup of coffee and admire the view
La nuit est la
(Thanks to Ludovic Chanut)
Landlady, landlady turn on the heat!
Some of the tenants have said
That they've seen you last May
But how can that be when you never have left 30A
Landlady, landlady turn on the heat!
Your presence is felt in Victorian overstuffed couch
In the water deep print
And the bill I receive on the 10th
Landlady, landlady turn on the heat!
Dumb waiter, dumb waiter
Take us to the tomb
And let's see if she'll have me or have my friend Ralph
In a bargain I stalk and
I paid for my first and last month
The least I should get is a chance to see who owns the dump
Landlady, landlady turn on the heat!
Dumb waiter, dumb waiter
Take us to the tomb
And let's see if she'll have me or have my friend Ralph
She arrived on a Greyhound bus
And she was young and so lean
And she smelled like a smalltown church
but she looked like a queen
And I walked up and asked her name
And she gave me a stare
So I said will you marry me
She just brushed at her hair
She looked hungry and knew I was
So she ate lunch with me
Then she held out a greasy hand
Rubbed the grease on my knee
Maybe she's taken a vow of silence
Maybe she's from some quiet island
Or maybe she's scred of big city life, I don't know
Maybe she's had a difficult life
Oh c'mon baby just a word
Just a syllable or two
Take your pick say a word
Any word at all will do
"Let's get funky"
Rain is pouring down
In our land-locked town
Skies are always gray
Let's go surfing, babe
Somewhere there is hope
Somewhere there are dreams
Far from soot and smoke
Let's go surfing, babe
Tonight as we look at the moon and the stars
From our room with security bars
There's a westerly wind that is blowing both our minds
And both our feet
Walk through sand that's as white as the snow
Past the people named Kelley and Joe
Who have nothing in common with anyone we know
We know they're
Too Wagnerian
Too Shakespearian
Too impossible
Let's go surfing, babe
Somewhere there is hope
Far from everything
Far from misanthropes
Let's go surfing, babe
Tonight, from a room only Dickens could love
Wearing moth-eaten sweaters and gloves
We will open the window and feel an on-shore wind
A-blowing in
Grab our boards from the back of our van
Paddle out 'til we can't see the sand
Spin around and drop into the wave we hope will never end
Somewhere there is hope
Somewhere there are dreams
Far from everything
Let's go surfing, babe
Tonight, grab our boards from the back of our van
Paddle out 'til we can't see the sand
Spin around and drop into the wave we hope will never end
Catch a wave, a wave, a wave
Catch a wave, a wave, a wave
Somewhere there is hope
Somewhere there are dreams
Far from everything
Let's go surfing, babe
There's no way that I could ever explain
I got to hold you in my arms, dear
Or else go insane
And what I'm feelin' in my heart
Feelin' in my soul
It makes me just a little dizzy
And out of control
But I've been waiting all my life
For someone I could stand
And you're the primary reason
I feel like a man
And what I'm feelin' in my heart
Feelin' in my soul
I couldn't ever hope to tell you
I'm sure you must know
It ain't the cool thing to be leaving
You're a sweet, young, and naive thing
Here comes the night
There goes my heart
Let's make love and not fall apart
I'm so grateful
For the love that we share
I'll never take it for granted
That you're always there
And when I think about the world
And what is going on
It makes me even more thankful
That you're still around
And I've been waiting all my life
For someone I could stand
And you're the only one so far
Who could understand
And what I'm feelin' in my heart
Feelin' in my soul
I couldn't ever hope to tell you
I'm sure you must know
It ain't the cool thing to be leaving
You're a sweet, young, and naive thing
Here comes the night
There goes my heart
Let's make love and not fall apart
When I see you there
With tears in your eyes
And I know somethin's gonna happen
That I might not like
I feel a worry in my heart
A worry in my soul
In fact, it's only you rehearsing
For some silly role
And you say, did I have you fooled
Were you really fooled
And I say, sorry pretty baby
No, I wasn't fooled
And what I'm feelin' in my heart
Feelin' in my soul
I couldn't ever hope to tell you
I'm sure you must know
It ain't the cool thing to be leaving
You're a sweet, young, and naive thing
Here comes the night
There goes my heart
Let's make love and not fall apart
Come they told me, pa rum pup pum pum
A new born king to see, pa rum pup pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pup pum pum
To lay before the king, pa rum pup pum pum
Pum pum pum pum, pum pum pum pum
So to honor him, pa rum pup pum pum,
When we come.
It's a baby, pa rum pup pum pum
I'm a poor boy too, pa rum pup pum pum
I have no gifts to bring, pa rum pup pum pum
That's fit to give our king, pa rum pup pum pum
Pum pum pum pum, pum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you, pa rum pup pum pum
On my drum?
Mary nodded, pa rum pup pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pup pum pum
I played my drum for him, pa rum pup pum pum
I played my best for him, pa rum pup pum pum
Pum pum pum pum, pum pum pum pum
Then he smiled at me, pa rum pup pum pum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum
We were the cream of the crop
We were the pick of the pack
We were as big as they come
We said we'd never look back
We were financially fine
and we were critically cool
And we were larger than life
and we could break any rule
And that's the way it was
they way that it was
We said it's all like a dream
Another glass of champagne
I said well you haven't changed
you're just a little more vain
And we could laugh till we cried
about how easy it was
And we could do anything
and be accepted
because that's just the way that it is
the way that it is
I was on the cutting edge
and you were so sharp
We were like two angels
with a custom built harp
Now we're in Nevada
and we're nothing at all
Now we're in Nevada
and it's after the fall
and we're
Live in Las Vegas saturday night
Live in Las Vegas every night
Put your hands together
welcome them
live in Las Vegas
Vegas... Vegas... Vegas...
I got so used to the light and
now i'm here in the dark
I got so used to the caviar
and now there are sharks
We do whatever they want
but they just don't know what they want
They just keep ordering drinks
and yelling hey you get off
And that's the way that it is
We were the cream of the crop
We were the pick of the pack
We were as big as they come
We said we'd never look back
But now we are looking back
a couple lifetimes ago
around the poker and blackjack
And now on with the show!
And that's the way that it is
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
You coul'd use a long, long holiday
Everybody say, take a holiday
You coul'd use a long, long holiday
Everybody say, take a holiday
Where, oh where to go ?
Life in the city makes me kinky
Where, oh where to go ?
Life in the country starts me thinking
You coul'd use a long, long holiday
Everybody say, take a holiday
Where, oh where to go ?
Down at the sea I'm hoy and boyhered
Where, oh where to go ?
Up in the hills I'm cold and bothered
Thanks to Madeline Bocaro and Ola Martinsson.
Looks aren't everything
I bought a car it's yellow
I drove around a lot
I caught a fish and fried it
I ate it on the spot - hot
And that's my year in review
With you things could be different
Looks aren't everything
Looks aren't everything
Looks aren't everything
By jobe I think I've got it
By jobe it's come at last
By jobe there's fingers on it
By jobe it's come at last
For the one who has made us all
can't be seen even if you're tall
Looks aren't everything
Sleep sound and dream you've earned it
A most impressive day
Deeds and props rewarded
It's almost Saturday - say!
I like you more when the view and you are less than perfect
Looks aren't everything
Looks aren't everything
Looks aren't everything
Wake up the dawn's upon us
No don't go run and hide
I've got some jokes to tell you
and God is on your side
For the one who has made us all
can't be seen even if you're tall
Looks aren't everything
Looks aren't everything
We'll move in to the city
Where we just bought a house
and nature's non existent
but there they under stand that
Looks aren't everything
By jobe I think we've got it
By jobe it's come at last
By jobe there's fingers on it
By jobe it's come at last
For the one who has made us all
can't be seen even by the tall
For the one who has made us all
can't be seen even if you're tall
Looks, Looks, Looks
You had sense, you had style, you had cash galore
Looks, Looks, Looks
You employed her and dressed her in formal fashion
Still you bore her because you ain't got a Nose that's straight, a
set of perfect teeth
You got a built-in seat, that makes you look effete
You know that looks, looks, looks, are why you rely on books
Looks, Looks, Looks
>From the eye to the brains just one inch or two
Looks, Looks, Looks
>From the eye to the heart's only slightly farther
The smart grow smarter, but still can't compete
And they know deep down that they are scarred for life
And that a face can launch a thousand hips
It's gonna be all right
If it ain't, don't blame me, it's your looks
At night she masquerades her passion covered by a veil of calm
Say, put on your shoes
Say, put on your shoes
No use one look at her and anyone can tell that she's on fire
Spot her error
Spot her error
Spot her error
Well, now she's all over you
Looks, Looks, Looks
No, it's not very hard to make history
Looks, Looks, Looks
Just some cavalry and a good uniform that fits in places
where everyone tends to look and marvel
At the way you lead them on and
Look and marvel at the way you win because of
Looks, Looks, Looks
As long as you're long on looks
Spot her error
Spot her error
Spot her error
Well, now she's all over you
Looks, Looks, Looks
Far away, close at hand, it's the only thing
Looks, Looks, Looks
On the seas in the sand, any place is laced with
those who have it
And those who can only look
Thanks Ola Martinsson, Chris Devonshire-Ellis and Jim Saccoman.
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
And all the streets are paved tonight, and we won't be their slaves tonight
And I ain't gonna feel bad at all, feel bad at all
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
He's Robin Hood by accident
I need it more than he does and
I surely will not feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
Oh is there anybody out there by the name of Mister Jones ?
No ? No ? Well, I tried
Lost and found, lost and found, lost and found, lost and found
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
We sailed off on a bubbly sea, with Nina, Pinto, and Marie
And none of us will feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all, feel bad at all
Yes, all the streets are paved tonight, and we won't be their slaves tonight
And I ain't gonna feel bad at all, feel bad at all
Lost and found, lost and found, lost and found, lost and found
Lots of reasons why I'm chasing you
Lots of reasons only you will do
The way you look is like a movie star
Lots of reasons why I've gone this far
Everybody you'll find me on your trail
Lots of problems but I will not fail
You're intelligent but that's no threat
I've been reading every chance I get
And I'm closer to you each day
But you manage to slip away
But I'll never give up on you
I could be fifty
I could be sixty
I could be seventy
I could be eighty
Lots of reasons why I will not fail
You're a walkin' talkin' Holy Grail
I got stamina and I got shoes
And I gotta nothing else to do
And I'm closer to you each day
But you manage to slip away
But I'll never give up on you
I could be fifty
I could be sixty
I could be seventy
I could be eighty
I'm so close
I'm so close
I'm so close
I'm so close
Lots of times I thought of giving up
Lots of times I said, "Enough's enough"
Then I thought of what you mean to me
How you made a real fiend of me
And I'm closer to you each day
But you manage to slip away
But I'll never give up on you
I could be fifty
I could be sixty
I could be seventy
I could be eighty
I'm so close
I'm so close
I'm so close
I'm so close
Lots of reasons why I'm chasing you
Lots of reasons only you will do
I can feel a real affinity
Stirring up my masculinity
Lots of reasons
Lots of reasons
Lots of reasons
Lots of reasons, yeah
Thanks to Neil Murray and Ola Martinsson.
You are nothing without someone, without someone next to you
You are no-one going nowhere if there's no-one next to you.
Love can conquer all, don't I know, feel your heart say it's so,
And be part of the world that's not for you
When you're feeling strong and you know that your heart's saying no
Missing part of the world, it's up to you.
See them running, see them smiling, are they what you want to be ?
Glowing faces going places, are they where you wanna be ?
Love can conquer all, don't I know, feel your heart say it's so
And be part of the world that's not for you
When you're feeling strong and you know that your heart's saying no
Missing part of the world, it's up to you.
Love conquers all, love conquers all,
love conquers all, love conquers all.
Hit the high notes, hit the low notes, someone's singing them with you,
Know you're wanted, know you're needed for the fact that you are you
Love can conquer all, love can conquer all,
Love can conquer all, love can conquer all
Love can conquer all, love can conquer all
Take it from the top
I hate to see "The End"
It doesn't matter 'bout the plot
Wish it weren't pretend
Once we've done the scene
And it ain't quite right
We should use the method, girl
And practice through the night
Now we do the look
Now we do the touch
Now we do the long embrace
And soon the real good stuff
Love scenes, I know that the two of us could play
Love scenes, I know that you'd like it and you'll say
With you and me it's love scenes
I think I know the part
My motivation's fine
You be the director and
Let's turn this into art
Once again the look
Once again the touch
Once again the long embrace
And now the real good stuff
Love scenes, I know that the two of us could play
Love scenes, I know that you'd like it and you'll say
With you and me it's love scenes
Love scenes, I just wanna play them all the time
Love scenes, why don't you join me anytime
Love scenes, I know that the two of us could play
Love scenes, I know that you'd like it and you'll say
With you and me it's love scenes
Trains are leaving from the station
(Hop on board for Love-O-Rama)
Goin' for that sweet sensation
(Hop on board for Love-O-Rama)
Brothers, sisters, all invited
(Love him, love her, Love-O-Rama)
All your love will be requitted
(Love him, love her, Love-O-Rama)
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
Love-O-Rama, will it move me ?
(Ain't no doubt about Love-O-Rama)
Is it liable to improve me ?
(Ain't no doubt about Love-O-Rama)
In the moonlight, nothing fancy
(Love him, love her, Love-O-Rama)
Don't go pulling a Polanski
(Love him, love her, Love-O-Rama)
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
You'll feel my love and then you'll know
Get on up, man, time is flying
(Love him, love her, Love-O-Rama)
Someone needs you, someone's crying
(Love him, love her, Love-O-Rama)
Final call for Love-O-Rama
Final call for Love-O-Rama
We lie marooned on a tropical isle in the sun
Someday they'll come, take us back with a
Dumb "welcome home"
Until that day arrives
Lucky me, lucky you
Lucky me, lucky you
I'll lose my tan and the very next day you'll be gone
I'll get a job and I'll marry a marvelous blonde
Until that day arrives
Lucky me, lucky you
Lucky me, lucky you
Maybe the world has decided we died in that gate
We were the ones who they voted most likely to fail
Lucky me, lucky you
Lucky me, lucky you
Thanks to Nicolas Muczynski
Un soir au cinéma, je dormais paisiblement
Quand ... un suédois m'a réveillé
Je me suis tourné vers ma voisine
Mais la place à côté de moi était vide
Mon amie cinéphile était partie
Et n'avait pas du apprécier mes ronflements
Aprés tout, tant mieux!
Marre de ces affaires platoniques!
Je me suis retrouvé marchant dans la rue
Avec touc ces néons qui essayaient de me vendre une vie que de toute maniére
Je vivais déjà
Quand une limousine à peine moins longue que les Champs Elysées
Est venue se garer devant moi
Les vitres étaient fumées et j'ai compris qu'il y avait quelqu'un de trés important à l'intérieur
Alors la portiére s'est ouverte
Une blonde dans le noir m'a dit : ® monte! ¯
Et bien sûr, je suis monté!
Madonna, est-ce que c'est bien toi?
Madonna, qu'est-ce que tu fais là?
Qu'est-ce que je peux faire pour toi?
Pourquoi tu me regardes comme ça?
Madonna, qu'est-ce que tu fais là?
Elle m'a ramené chez elle et là,
Elle a voulu me montrer tous ses disques de platine
Ce qui nous a déjà pris une bonne partie de la soirée
Ensuite, on s'est assis sur le divan
Et elle a mis de la musique douce
Et on est resté là, à parler et à parler...
Et puis, comme souvent dans ce genre de situation
Vous savez comment ça va, une chose en entraîne une autre...
Les étoiles ne brillent que pour moi, ce soir
Les étoiles ne brillent que pour moi, à ma gloire
Madonna...
Le lendemain matin, elle m'a préparé un petit déjeuner complet
Et puis elle m'a dit : Bon, ben salut!
Je lui ai demandé si on pouvait se revoir
Elle m'a dit : Non!
J'ai dit : Bon, ben salut!
Je n'ai jamais raconté cette histoire à personne
Je me dis que finalement
Ce qui s'est passé entre nous, c'est vrai
Les gens, après tout, ça ne les regardent pas
Madonna...
Madonna est-ce que c'est bien toi?
Thanks to Ingrid Hambuch
Eine Symphonie spielte, das Bild verschwamm,
und mit einem Schlag war ich wach.
Ich drehte mich um, Du warst weg, war ja klar.
Dies platonische Ding war einfach zuviel.
Ich ging raus auf die Straße,
wo die Lichter der Stadt mir ein Leben zeigten,
das besser zu mir passt.
Plötzlich fuhr eine schwarze Limousine länger als die
Goldenen Bridge neben mir her.
Die Scheiben waren verdunkelt,
also mußte jemand unheimlich Wichtiges drin sein.
Die Tür ging auf, und eine Frauenstimme sagte:
"Steig ein!"
Und natürlich stieg ich ein.
Madonna, bist das ehrlich Du?
Madonna, was wirst Du jetzt tun?
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast,
auf Bildern ist dafür kein Platz,
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast...
Wir fuhren in ihr Penthouse,
wo sie mir ihre goldenen Schallplatten zeigte.
Davon hat sie ja genug.
Wir setzten uns aufs Sofa.
Im Radio spielte klassische Musik.
Der Empfang war sehr schlecht.
So saßen wir und redeten,
redeten lange und lange,
bis eins zum anderen führte,
wie das ja in solchen Situationen meistens geht.
Alle Sterne strahlen heut' Nacht für mich.
Alle Sterne strahlen heut' Nacht - ich hab' Dich!
Madonna, bist das ehrlich Du?
Madonna, was wirst Du jetzt tun?
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast,
auf Bildern ist dafür kein Platz,
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast...
Madonna, bist das ehrlich Du?
Madonna, was wirst Du jetzt tun?
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast,
auf Bildern ist dafür kein Platz,
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast...
Madonna.
Am Morgen machte sie mir Frühstück
und sagte: "Na dann, tschüss."
Ich fragte: "Kann ich Dich wiedersehen?"
Sie sagte: "Nein."
Und ich sagte: "Na dann, tschüss."
Ich habe keinem je davon erzählt,
denn wen geht es im Grunde überhaupt etwas an,
was genau passierte.
Madonna, bist das ehrlich Du?
Madonna, was wirst Du jetzt tun?
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast,
auf Bildern ist dafür kein Platz,
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast...
Madonna, bist das ehrlich Du?
Madonna, was wirst Du jetzt tun?
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast,
auf Bildern ist dafür kein Platz,
Gefühle, wie nur Du sie hast...
Madonna. Madonna. Madonna.
Madonna. Madonna. Madonna.
Madonna, bist das ehrlich Du?
Thanks to Christophe Horlin
Miestras la sinfon¡a toca me comienzo ha dormir
Y me despierto al ruido de timbales
Miro a m¡ derecha
Y no est s
No importa
Esta situaci¢n es
A base de poder
Camino en las calles
Los buses de la civdad
Intentando de vender
Un modo de vida mas rapido
Un coche mas largo
Que el puente Golden Gate
Se arrimo al lado mio
Todas las ventanas eran oscuradas
Yo s‚ que escondian alguien importante
Se abre la puerta,
Y la rubia en la sombra me dice:
Entra en mi coche. Naturalmente, entr‚
(chorus)
Madonna, puedes ser tu
Madonna, que vas ha hacer
Sentimientos, solos tu y yo
Nunca, en tus fotos
Sentimientos, solos tu y yo
Me invit¢ a su casa,
Me ense¤¢ todos sus discos de oro y eran muchos
Nos sentamos en un sill¢n
Ha escuchar m£sica clasic
Pero la recepci¢n no era suficiente
Hablamos ahi sentados y hablamos y poco m s
Despu‚s ahi nos encontramos
Como siempre pasa en estos casos
Todas los estrellas brillan para mi
Todos la estrellas brillan para ti
(chorus - 2 times)
En la ma¤ana me prepar¢
Un desayuno continental
Me dijo: bueno, adi¢s
Yo le pregunt‚ si la volviera ha ver
Y me dijo que no
Yo le dije, bueno, adi¢s
Nunia le cont‚ a nadie
Lo que pas¢ entre nosotros
Porque aqu¡ no son negocios de nadie
Lo que pas¢ entre nosotros
(chorus - 2 times)
Madonna
Madonna, puedes ser tu
While the symphony played
I was starting to fade
'Til I woke to a cymbal crash
I turned to my right
You were gone, that's all right
These Platonic things are a burn
I walked out on the street
While the big city lights
Tried to sell me on a way of life
That I was already living
Well, a limousine longer than
The Golden Gate Bridge
Pulled up along side me at the curb
All the glass was blacked out
So I knew there was somebody
Very important in there
Then the door opened up
And a blonde in the shadows said,
"Get inside."
And of course, I got inside
(chorus)
Madonna, is that really you
Madonna, what'cha gonna do
Feelings only you can have
Never in the photograph
Feelings only you can have
Well, she took me back to her penthouse
And showed me all of her platinum records
And of course there were alot
Then we sat on the sofa
And she turned on a classical station
But the reception was poor
And we sat there and talked
And talked a little more
And one thing lead to another
As they often do in these situations
All the stars are shining tonight for me
All the stars are shining tonight glory be
(chorus)
In the morning
She fixed me a continental breakfast
And then she said, "well, good-bye."
And I said, "Can I see you again ?"
And she said, "No."
And I said, "Well, good-bye."
And I never told anyone about this
'Cause after all
It's none of their business what she or I did
(chorus)
Sorry, we don't have any lyrics of this one.
If you can supply us the missing lyrics (and/or a recording of the song), please email us (info@fanmael.net).
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
They got a guillotine
I got a neck na na na
They got a hold of me
I'm feeling sick na na na
Let them eat hamburger
Let them eat cake na na na na na na na na na
It's such a sad sad thing that I'm with somebody else
I wanna go to Acapulco or to anywhere else
It's such a sad sad thing but there's a crown on my head
I've got a feeling I'm unwanted and I'm loosing my head
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
It's the economy
It's really bad na na na
What do they want of me
I'm really mad na na na
Let them eat pizza
Let them eat cake na na na na na na na na na
It's such a sad sad thing that I'm with somebody else
I wanna go to Argentina or to anywhere else
It's such a sad sad thing but there's a crown on my head
I've got a feeling I'm unwanted and I'm loosing my head
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
I'll give you anything
How 'bout a drink na na na
How 'bout a nice surprise
How 'bout a thing na na na
Have some comme fait plaisir
And then some cake na na na na na na na na na
It's such a sad sad thing that I'm with somebody else
I wanna go to Pasadena or to anywhere else
It's such a sad sad thing but there's a crown on my head
I've got a feeling I'm unwanted and I'm loosing my head
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
That's what you get
That's what you get
Marie Antoinette
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
Someone to bring me out
Someone to let me in
Someone, someone...
And all the eager-beaver men come macho way their blues
They place themselves in place of me and face to face with you
And each pretend, you're loving him but that's not very true
Cause you're not acting, nor am I though I could use some proof
Marry me, marry me, what's the story
Though a thousend hungry people try to crash our story
But no one in this darkened world
Need ever know but I know
Marry me
A happily-ever-after does that seem to much to ask?
With trees and tots and stucco walls and fountains in the back
And lawns that you or I can mow and neighbours who will chat
About important issues and the state of this 'n that
Marry me, marry me...
Someone to bring me out
Someone to let me in
Someone to bring me joy
Somebody near me
Somebody near me
Somebody nearly me
The purple mountains majesty above the fruited plain
Is peeling off the wall of Lucky Miramar Motel
Marry me, marry me...
Someone to bring me out...
Marry me...
Can you raise both your hands and clap 'em
Can you say, "sure, I'll always try"
Can you make friends among people and animals
Basically, everything is easy
Give it a try, you'll see I'm right
Cause if a mouse can be special, well so can you
And my name is Mickey Mouse
To the right is Minnie Mouse
And we own a little place in Disneyland, California
Let's have a party and be happy
Can we invite our closest friends
We can ask Donald Duck, Pluto, and all the gang
And my name is Mickey Mouse
To the right is Minnie Mouse
And we own a little place in Disneyland, California
Well, you should try to smile, dear
Get yourself a pet deer
dog
cat
bird
pig
lamb
horse
cow
fox
wolf
snake
ox
fish
goldfish
mouse
And my name is Mickey Mouse
To the right is Minnie Mouse
And we own a little place in Disneyland, California
Did you raise both your hands and clap 'em
Did you say, "sure, I'll always try"
Cause you look hesitant, wary, or am I wrong
You an go off and be a loner
Maybe you can't believe a mouse
But when you feel the need, come back
I'm here...for...you...and you
And my name is Mickey Mouse
To the right is Minnie Mouse
And we own a little place in Disneyland, California
Millie, thrill me
I've been so sad
Your honour
We were actors in a drama
Millie's minor lies were not too bad
Like the Chinese we were always said
Interests, we had many common interests
We could take her tension to effect
She was not with all that sad about that
Millie, really
where is all your taste?
You can't leave me
You need all my love
Diving, on a purchase we were diving
You should have seen her Millie on her nest
Lying on the sand was not too fast
Millie, I care
Millie, I said
Millie, I care
Millie, I said
Thanks to Ola Martinsson for providing us this one !
Man it's hot
There ain't no breeze
It's the sun
It's your knees
Because you're
Mini skirted
Dancin afore me
Mini skirted
Good enough for me
Mini skirted
What a lovely sight to see
Paris says
They're passe
I don't care
What they say
Because you're
Mini skirted
Dancin afore me
Mini skirted
Good enough for me
Mini skirted
What a lovely sight to see
When I walk around
And see the sun in the sky
Bouncing off your knees
And through my eyes
Man I'm gonna end up
Leg'ly blind
I'm no hick
and I'm no prude
But any less
And you'll be nude
Because you're
Mini skirted
Dancin afore me
Mini skirted
Good enough for me
Mini skirted
What a lovely sight to see
When I walk around
And see the sun in the sky
Bouncing off your knees
And through my eyes
Man I'm gonna end up
Leg'ly blind
Way back when
In '63
On the street
In Carnaby
Someone said
Less is more
They were right
Less is more
Because you're
Mini skirted
Dancin afore me
Mini skirted
Good enough for me
Mini skirted
What a lovely sight to see
Mini skirted
Dancin afore me
Mini skirted
Good enough for me
Mini skirted
What a lovely sight to see
Mini skirted
Mini skirted
Mini skirted
Mini skirted
Mini skirted
fading out
Thanks to Neil Murray
She's the woman of the year, Minnie Mouse
And the woman with the ears, Minnie Mouse
You can say she's just a mouse, just a mouse
The Taj Mahal is just a house, what a house
Minnie, Minnie, I like Minnie
George and Martha Washington, Minnie Mouse
Ozzie had his Harriet, Minnie Mouse
And beside the greatest mouse, you know who,
Stands a beaming Minnie Mouse dressed in blue
Minnie, Minnie, je t'aime Minnie
Minnie Mouse, we've never met
But to me you're Juliet
Minnie Mouse don't ever change,
Minnie Mouse, don't ever change
Minnie, where'd you learn to act ?
Minnie, where'd you learn to dance ?
She's a real rarity in this day
Everything comes naturally I would say
Minnie, Minnie I like Minnie
Minnie, where'd you get that dress ? It's Parisian I would guess.
Minnie, where'd you get that smile ? It's so neat
You can make my life worthwhile and complete
Minnie, Minnie I like Minnie
She can sing and act and dance
She looks good in skirts or pants
She is loved in any land
But I am her biggest fan
Neither has a predilection,
Neither has an afterthought and neither chair gets warm at all and
Neither takes their jacket off
For this they'll pay the same money to see the event as you and I and
we'll see it all
They've never seen a curtain rise kick-off or the
final gun and never have they seen the titles
flashing cross the rising sun
I'm done, I'm done, I'm done, I will be silent again
Quiet now, It's all gonna begin
Miss the start, miss the end
'Couse they're such very good friends
And there are things to be loved and things to only attend
Miss the start, miss the end
The opening bars and the closing bars might aswell not exist
They're not needed, needed, really needed
You and I have got to see the start
You and I have got to see the end
We need more than just each other
So much more than just each other
They don't need more than each other
Not much more than just each other
They don't need the total picture, just a drawing
of each other hung inside the bungalow,
where wondrous things are all discovered
You and I must see how it starts and ends
And tell them what they missed once again
Miss the start, miss the end
'Couse they're such very good friends
And there are things to be loved and
things to only attend
Miss the start, miss the end
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
She may like caviar and cocktails
She may like symphonies and sun
But underneath the gown and high heels
She's like a fully loaded gun
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
The world is running out of heroes
The world is running out of time
Where are those martial arts manoeuvres
We're getting massacred by crime
Well listen buddy don't you worry
She may not look like Gengis Khan
And she may talk about her manicure
But she can sure get things done
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Don't underestimate the lady
She may seem cultured and demure
But there's another side and careful
She'll hit you like a 2 x 4
The world is running out of heroes
And everybody's out on bail
As long as Modesty is on our side
Good will surely prevail
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
I heard somewhere that theyre stamping,
trampling all upon you
Your pocked face remains impassive though
I know it hurts you
Moon over Kentucky
Take me with you,
Full moon over Kentucky
Leave this mooring and seek some new rendezvous
Cut your ties with this possessive mother, shell destroy you
Cut your ties and find another one who will respect you
Moon over Kentucky
Take me with you,
Full moon over Kentucky
Leave this mooring and seek some new rendezvous
Youve been waiting for your first encounter,
what a letdown
I'm just finishing my first encounter,
what a letdown
Moon over Kentucky
Take me with you,
Full moon over Kentucky
Leave this mooring and seek some new rendezvous
I earned my reputation
Then, when it was expected
Now, there's a new equation
Who wouldn't feel dejected
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
Well, happy happy birthday
You'll get what you had wished for
Art, talk and contemplation
Someone who is an eyesore
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
More than a sex machine
More than a sex machine
Oh, what a time
That's what you said
You never asked
Are you well-read
You never sought a sensitive side
All that you said was, "ride, baby, ride."
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I may not be poetic
Still phony rhymes with phony
I may be too athletic
Too healthy and too tony
But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
How should I look
What should I say
How should I move
What sense is conveyed
I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
Lyrics provided by Ken Montgomery and Ola Martinsson.
Tally Ho Tally Ho Motorcycle midget hit the road
From the sea to the snow, California highway is his home
He's a little tiny but he isn't femine
No I wouldn't laugh at him you better hold it in
Motorcycle Midget gonna kick you in the shin
Hit the road hit the road Motorcycle Midget hit the road
Helmet on, glasses on, Motorcycle Midget's a la mode
Motorcycle Midget ain't the leader of the pack,
still I wouldn't laugh at him I'd try to hold it back
Just a little snicker and he'll trash your Cadillac
Never ever laugh at him never make a crack
if you start to laugh he's gonna trash your Cadillac
Trash your Cadillac, so you'll never want it back
Achin butt achin butt got it from that rocky rocky road
Achin butt achin butt got it from that rocky rocky road
Tally Ho tally Ho california highway is his home
From the sea to the snow, California highway is his home
Hang on little midget if you want to see Eighteen
Hang on little midget if you want to make the scene
Better play it safe or you'll be blown to smithereens
Tally Ho Tally Ho Motorcycle midget hit the road
Tally Ho Tally Ho Motorcycle midget hit the road
Tally Ho Tally Ho Motorcycle midget hit the road
Tally Ho Tally Ho Motorcycle midget hit the road
A lady gets a lotta things
She gets a 20 carat ring
She gets the alimony too
She gets to look good in the nude
But there's one place where they've been whipped
Between the nose and upper lip
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
One hundred hairs make a man
I tried a handlebar design
My Fu Manchu was real fine
My Ronald Colman made 'em blink
My Pancho Villa made 'em think
But when I trimmed 'em real small
My Jewish friends would never call
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
One hundred hairs make a man
They call me sir, and that ain't bad
Sometimes they think that I'm my Dad
And women flirt and you can bet
They like that tickle that they get
The only time I feel bad
Is when the guess the lunch I've had
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
One hundred hairs make a man
Music that you can dance to
That and that alone is enough for me
Stark naked modern music
Hotter than your momma will ever be
Music that you can dance to
Cracks you like a whip but it feels so right
Outside the world is colder
Every single night it's another fight
So what's it gonna be
A symphony tonight
Perhaps a little jazz
All I wanna hear everyday, every night is
Music that you can dance to
Every single beat where it ought to be
Lip smacking good, good music
That and that alone is enough for me
So what's it gonna be
A symphony tonight
Perhaps a little jazz
I gotta, gotta move, to the beat to the beat tonight
Get up dear
Get up and try
Get up dear
Get up and fly
Getup hon
You're the one
Get up hon
Son of a gun
Shake it dear
Don't be shy
Shake it dear
Right in my eye
Shut up dear
Don't be weird
Get up dear
The boys are here
Music that you can dance to
Get yourself in tune with the real McCoy
No heavy message baby
Just the perfect blending of sex and noise
Get up daer
Get up and try
Get up dear
Get up and fly
Get up hon
You're the one
Get up hon
Son of a gun
Shake it dear
Don't be shy
Shake it dear
Right in my eye
Shut up dear
Don't be weird
Get out of here
The police are here
Music that you can dance to
That and that alone is enough for me
Stark naked modern music
Hotter than your momma will ever be
Home, My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
As we walk through the morning rain
And the skies are clearing
And the street are glistening
Streets named for New England trees
A rainbow forms
But we're both colorblind
But we can hear what others can't hear
We can hear the sound of a chorus singing
Home, my baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
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You're so independent but that's gonna change real soon
With my other voice I can destroy this room
I'll wrap my voice around you and I'll drag you everywhere
My other voice
You think you're romantic, well I'll whisper in your ear
I'll be all you'll hear for years and years and years
You may be deaf to everything, you won't be deaf to me
My other voice
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
In the classroom when the teacher left
On the beach while I lay soaking wet
At the station waiting for a lift
In the movies while the lovers kissed
That's the way that we're supposed to meet
My record collection keeps telling me
When I doubt it all I have to do
Is put on a record and dream of you
On the Concorde I will catch your eye
At the store deciding what to buy
Your motorcycle's big enough for two
Through the traffic I will follow you
That's the way that we're supposed to meet
My record collection keeps telling me
When I doubt it all I have to do
Is put on a record and dream of you
My top 20
everyone a hit
a memory
woo oo
woo oo
A yeah yeah yeah
A yeah yeah yeah
My top 20
everyone a hit
a memory
woo oo
woo oo
A yeah yeah yeah
A yeah yeah yeah
Your tennis ball will surely fly my way
While jogging I could say I lost my way
Ask directions from the men in blue
At the circus maybe he'll tame you
That's the way that we're supposed to meet
My record collection keeps telling me
When I doubt it all I have to do
Is put on a record and dream of you
My top 20
everyone a hit
a memory
woo oo
woo oo
A yeah yeah yeah
A yeah yeah yeah
My top 20
everyone a hit
a memory
woo oo
woo oo
A yeah yeah yeah
A yeah yeah yeah
My top 20
everyone a hit
a memory
woo oo
woo oo
A yeah yeah yeah
A yeah yeah yeah
My top 20
everyone a hit
a memory
woo oo
woo oo
A yeah yeah yeah
A yeah yeah yeah
Riding all around the streets,
Four o'clock and they're all asleep
I am not tired and it's so late
Moving fast everything looks great
My white bicycle
See that man he's far from home
I ring my bell and smile at him
Then knock over his rubbish bin
My white bicycle
The rain comes down but I don't care
The wind is blowing in my hair
Seagulls flying in the air
My white bicycle
The lamp post hangs its head in disgrace
Shines no light upon my face
Through the darkness we still see
My white bicycle and me
My white bicycle
Policeman shouts but I don't heed him
They're one thing I don't believe in
I'll find some charge but it's not thieving
This is a case of passion over reason
This is a case where your shoes don't need a shine
Gimme some space, man, to practice my profession
I've got the ace, man, and what is yours is mine
In theory, yes, I abhor the violence
In practice, well, sometimes they freak
You honor me
I feel unique
It's National Crime Awareness Week
On and on the world keeps spinning
On and on I keep on winning
I'll put it to you this way, I love to take chances
I'll put it to you this way, I'm a happy, happy guy
I'll put it to you this way, I love the little headlines
"Unknown Caucasian Strike One More Time"
So don't say a word, just hand me the Timex
I've got places to go and people to meet
You honor me
I feel unique
It's National Crime Awareness Week
On and on the world keeps spinning
On and on I keep on winning
Every time you shower are you waiting for the music
The curtain drawing back, the water turning red
Don't blame that on me, I ain't no Tony Perkins
I'm saner than you are, I know that for a fact
Maybe next year you'll break my streak
During National Crime Awareness Week
But as for now I've got mystique National Crime Awareness Week
Thanks to Brigitte Blaeser and Steve Boyce for providing us this one!
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When she's on her best behaviour
Dont be tempted by her favours
Never turn your back on mother earth
Towns are hurled from A to B
By hands that looked so smooth to me
Never turn your back on mother earth
Grasp at straws that dont want grasping
Gaze at clouds that come down crashing
Never turn your back on mother earth
Three days and two nights away from my friends
Amen to anything that brings a quick return to my friends
To my friends
Never turn your back on mother earth
I'll admit I was unfaithful
But from now I'll be more faithful
Never turn your back on mother
Never turn your back on mother
Never turn your back on mother earth
Not every cigarette is a dead, dead thing
Some have a mind and try to be other things
Pushed in the pack, they crave some Virginia air
Softly, they pray to someone, but life ain't fair
They're born to lose
They're born to fill
The lungs of Jack
The lungs of Jill
And like I said
Life just isn't fair
Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina is her name
Once in a while a cigarette has a name
N-I-C-O-T-I-N-A, that's her name
She had a tiny voice, and she sang all day
She was a cigarette, but she loved to play
Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina is her name
A man with a cough
Stepped to the machine
Dropped coins in the slot
The end of a dream
He ripped the pack and coughed, and then coughed again
Popped out a cigarette, and we're near the end
She screamed and screamed but so much was filtered out
Now Nicotina's only a tiny cloud
Nicotina's gone, but life goes on though
Nicotina's gone, but life goes on though
Nicotina's gone, but life goes on and on and on and on and on
Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina was her name
Sorry, no lyrics, this is an instrumental
Nissannnnn
Whispering breeze and the sound of the rain on the awning
Candlelight music, the sound of the rain in the air
All of that makes me feel nervous
I know it's part of your life
But once in a while I just got to be riled
You know it ain't nothin' personal babe
But noisy boys are happy boys
Let it out, let it out, get it crashing
Noisy boys are happy boys
Let it out, let it out, get it smashing
Noisy boys are happy boys
Let it out, let it out, keep on crashing
Noisy boys are happy boys
Let it out, let it out, let it out all the way
Hush little momma, your daddy has got to be moving
Hush little momma, your daddy is going away
Once in a while I get edgy
You've seen it happen before
Once in a while I just got to be riled
You know it ain't nothin' personal babe
Just when sin is quite the thing, there's one
who holds quite tight to what had worked before
What's his outlet, what's his secret,
is it something one can buy at some drug store?
Could the gospel be his girl,
Does he exercise by breaking 2 by 4's?
Just what is his game?
Could he be enticed?
No one's quite lame
No one's quite nice
No more Mr. Nice Guys
Few are left but him
No more Mr. Nice Guys
The Nice Guys cannot and the Nice Guys
shall not, the Nice Guys will not win
She expressed a strong desire in relieving him of his anxiety
She succeeded very well for now she's mother to a nice family
If you had to call a winner you would call it her,
though she might disagree
He could be enticed
His game had to end
But he's still quite nice
She sees other men than him
No more Mr. Nice Guys
Nice guys won't suffice
No more Mr. Nice Guys
The Nice Guys cannot and the Nice Guys
Shall not, the Nice Guys won't suffice
NOTHING...no nothing, IS...is, SACRED
...no sacred, ANY MORE
Adding some of this to some of that Madame Science wins again
We are now forever people, well outlive our will to live
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
I remember when I needed you several billion years ago
If youll hang on just a trifle more I might need you once again
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
I am sure you will appreciate your new found leisure time
I am sure we will appreciate our new found leisure time
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
If you have the money I've got time
If you know a honey I've got time
If you have the money I've got time
If you know a honey Ive got time
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more
Nothing is sacred any more...
I want you
I want you bad
I need you
I need you
I do, I really do
Better drop the requirement that
everything be great
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
I come home
I throw my coat down
I spin round
I plop down
Gimme a break, a break
Better drop the requirement that
everything be great
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
If I had a million thumbs
I'd twiddle, twiddle
But I just have two
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
I see you
I don't want much
Just something
A little something
To do, to do
Better drop the requirement that
everything be great
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Nothing to do, nothing to do
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What was I thinking, what was I thinking
What was I thinking, what could I have been thinking
It's going one time, it's going two times
Sold to the gent who wears the stunned expression
As I took it off their hands
A five pound note was changing hands
As I took it off their hands
I had plans, I had plans
CHORUS
Now that I own the BBC
What am I supposed to do with this thing
Now that I own the BBC
What am I supposed to make of this thing
All this power, all this glory
All these DJs and all these lorries
What was I thinking, what was I thinking
What was I thinking, what could I have been thinking
Hey Rupert Murdoch, help me out
I'm flying blind, I'm flying blind
You know the way to lay things out
For the refined and unrefined
CHORUS
Hey Ted Turner, help me out
I'm flying blind, I'm flying blind
You know the way to work things out
To colorize and still feel fine
CHORUS
Make of it what you will, make of it what you will
Make of it what you will, make of it what you will
Should we go brighter, should we go lighter
Should we go whiter, go left or righter
What was I thinking, what was I thinking
I wasn't drinking, what could I have been thinking
CHORUS
Make of it what you will, make of it what you will
Make of it what you will, make of it what you will
CHORUS
We cowboys are a hardy breed
We eat our beans and tumbleweed
We're good on horses, god with guns
We smell, but so does everyone
La, la, an occupation for you
La, la, an occupation for you
We doctors are important men
We make you feel well again
You open wide and we look in
And throw in several aspirin
La, la, an occupation for you
La, la, an occupation for you
There are soldiers, sailors, stuntmen, jailers,
Jewelers, G-men, unless your Daddy's rich
you need a
La, la, an occupation for you
We athletes run around and round
We moan and groan and hit the ground
And wen we get to 35
We sell cosmetics and survive
La, la, an occupation for you
La, la, an occupation for you
There are bodyguards, bouncers, TV announcers,
Farmers, models, unless your Daddy's rich,
you need a
La, la, an occupation for you
We salesmen can sell a storm
We sell your blankets when you're warm
And if you're really, really warm
We'll sell you two, we've got that charm
We pilots take you anywhere
We'll be your father in the air
We'll try to look calm and cool
We're as scared as all of you
There are soldiers, sailors, stuntmen, jailers,
Jewelers, G-men, unless your Daddy's rich,
you need a
La, la, an occupation for you
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Sorry, no lyrics, this is an instrumental
Sorry, this is an instrumental - no lyrics !
You've got to trust in summer, miracles
can happen if you do
'Cause all that heat speeds change in everything, maybe even you
If you're a summertime believer
If you're a summertime believer
July, you were the plainest of Janes
Through August, you got rearranged
September, you're not just a brain
Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer
I tried to find myself this summertime,
I found you instead
And please forgive me Karen, but in June
you were kind of dead
But, then we had that three day hot spell
You really turned into a bombshell
July, you were the plainest of Janes
Through August, you gor rearranged
September, you're not just a brain
Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer
Over the summer you're under the summer sun
Over the summer you're under the summer sun
Over the summer you're under the summer sun
Lying there, lying there, lying there, getting hot
You know the records that I got in June
don't sound good no more
And all the clothes I bought in June are now
rotting in my drawers
But you're a different girl, much better
A little redder, but much better
Was it just the heat of the sun
Was it that you had lots of fun
I wish that the summer weren't done
Over the summer, over the summer, over the summer
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Thanks Ola Martinsson.
With a bit of Daddys money
And advice from my dear Mummy
We'll romance on our own
We'll have a party for two
If you please just R.S.V.P.
I'd be oh so very happy
We can dance on our own
We'll have a party for two
We'll have a party for two
Call it a party for two
We'll have a party for two
No one but me and you
Me and you
We'll have a party for two - woo ooo
Call it a party for two - woo ooo
We'll have a party for two
No one but me and you
Me and you
No need to invite the others
All their conversations bore us
Take a chance on our own
We'll have a party for two
Save on caviar and cocktails
Save on valet parking men
We'll be just fine on our own
We'll have a party for two
We'll have a party for two
Call it a party for two
We'll have a party for two
No one but me and you
Me and you
If our party starts to drag
If our night becomes the dawn
There's no need to go home
Cause it's a party for two
We'll have a party for two
Call it a party for two
We'll have a party for two
No one but me and you
Me and you
We'll have a party for two - woo ooo
Call it a party for two - woo ooo
We'll have a party for two
No one but me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Tropical air helps us harvest all year
And serves to promote the vitamin C content
In turn yielding greater demand
Pineapple: Got to send a case to the city jail
The warden likes it because it won't conceal
Any sort of handmade weapons
That are baked right into their buns
And the taste is delectable
But won't the prisoners hit the table and shout
Pineapple, pineapple, pineapple fulfills every need
Pineapple: shares are gonna divide
Pineapple: if in us you confide
Got a contract for all of the schools
They will use it for all of their meals
Sure, the kids will throw it real far
'Cause it ain't a milk chocolate bar
But you know it don't stain so bad
But won't the fling it at a friend and then shout
Pineapple: tastes too healthy to me
Pineapple: it's filled with vitamin C
Pineapple: fulfills every need
Pineapple: to all the ships at sea
Pineapple: for the English at tea
Pineapple: to the Siamese twins
Pineapple: to heal those who have sinned
Ship some to the Alpine skiing team
The coach won't have to worry 'bout the calories
Sure it ain't strudel (they're nice)
But it helps your balance on ice
Puts you back on the winning trail
But don't the players moan and groan and then shout:
Pineapple: we get it every old night
Pineapple: but we're winning all right
Pineapple fulfills every need
Pineapple: shares are gonna divide
Pineapple: if in us you confide
Pineapple fulfills every need
Pineapple: upward trends are forseen
Pineapple: so invest in Big P
Pineapple fulfills every need
Pineapple: and the tins can be used
Pineapple: for anything that you choose
Pineapple, pineapple
We'll jet you there, breathe the Hawaiian air
Where hula is life, and luaus are for the wife
So visit our factory soon
Sorry, no lyrics, this is an instrumental
Sorry, this is an instrumental - no lyrics !
I don't know why you treat me this way
I'm a sensitive guy and I'm really in pain
But you're cool to the point of saying "no dice"
Well, I'll never accept it, never accept it
Just think it over tonite
Just think it over for one more nite (oh)
Please baby please
Can't ya treat me better
Please baby please
Can't ya treat me better
I've been making a fool of myself
As the corniest guy in all of L.A.
Sending flowers and candy, the things I detest
But I gotta impress you, gotta impress you
All the things that I've tried
Are all the things that I once despised (oh)
Please baby please
Can't ya treat me better
Please baby please
Can't ya treat me better
No one's worth all the stuff I go through
Only you, only you, only you, only you
You no speakee the language when I get near
And I'm losin' it fast, I'm gettin' weird
Please baby please
Can't ya treat me better
Please baby please
Can't ya treat me better
I like you and you like me a lot
And we do those things that can make us feel hot
Then we join some friends, all of them are all right
And we talk a while, then we climb in our cars
What a night, we all drive into town
Where we'll park our cars, and meet the rest of our friends
At a place that's called, I forget what it's called
But it's really great, and all our friends will be there
Popularity
Popularity
I like you and you like me a lot
And it's nice to be all alone with you too
But it's also nice being out with our friends
Cause they're all all right, maybe that's why we're friends
Popularity
Popularity
Popularity
I feel great, but it's getting real late
So I'll drive you home and you'll slide up real close
I'm so glad we met, and I like you so much
And I'm also glad that I got all those friends
Popularity
Popularity
Popularity
Saturday nite and time that I go to bed
Daddy goodnite and momma goodnite, it's ten
Don't forget, son, to pray
Anything, dad, you say
I'm gonna pray 'til both my knees are red
Prayin' for a party, C'mon Lord, C'mon Lord
Prayin' for a party
All of my friends are prayin' like prayin' fools
Send us a little jive and we'll be all right
What do we have to do
What do we have to do
What do we have to do, Lord, to get on through
Prayin' for a party, C'mon Lord, C'mon Lord
Prayin' for a party
I just can't wait no more
I'm runnin' out that door
God helps those who help themselves to a real good time
Prayin' for a party, C'mon Lord, C'mon Lord
Prayin' for a party
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
A little change in character, pretending to be drunk
You think I am weak and feeble
You think I'm a bore
When you drag me to a party
Soon I'm out the door
Next time I'll portray a suave sophisticated hunk
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
A bit of "I have lived and loved", I'm pretending to be drunk
You say I could use some swagger
You say toughen up
I am rigid as a board
You tell me loosen up
I'm so loose and I'm so tough
That I can barely move
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
You notice a transformation, pretending to be drunk
I've lost all my inhibitions, pretending to be drunk
You an take me to the soiree
And be proud of me
Everyone will be impressed
I'll pas out on you knee
Now I am so continental, they think that it's nice
Think I'll pretend to be drunk for the rest of my life
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
All that would presuppose a power bigger than us baby,
baby, baby start looking at me!
I know you've got a left eye
I know you've got a right
But will they be appearing together tonight
Profile, Profile
Don't your head include more than a profile
Profile, Profile
Don't your head include more than a profile
We're always cheek to cheek or cheek to face or face to cheek
but never face to hey, what do you say
Jackie serves to Johnny
Johnny serves to Jack
Jackie serves to Johnny, Johnny serves to Jack
Profile, Profile
Don't your head include more than a profile
Profile, Profile
Don't your head include more than a profile
Profile, Profile, Profile, Profile, ooooooh
Profile, Profile, Profile, Profile, ooooooh
Profile, Profile
I ain't that fussy that a bit of second best would cause
a sudden little turn in our affair
Once you've been ushered in, you ought to face the music
and ignore the guiding hand, surely you can
You ain't Whistler's Mother
Or any other art
You ain't seen me lately though we never part
Profile, Profile
Don't your head include more than a profile
Profile, Profile
Don't your head include more than a profile
When the sun goes down and it's a brand new night
New ways of standing out are tried and tried
Bigger and bigger is your appetite
A sense of progress is in the air
I'm an all new design
With an all synthetic spine
I'm a new shade of pink
Get me wet and I won't shrink
You're so young, so alive
You're so 1985
I'm a scratch-free design
Wanna try me, I don't mind
I know my heart can't be broken
I know my will, will not crack
I know my dreams are atomic
And I can take any flack
I know it's progress
When the sun goes up and it's a brand new day
Words are invented to describe the way
Colors you never saw before appear
A sense of progress is in the air
I got a new tougher skin
Got a whiter, brighter grin
And I think you're so sweet
Yeah, you knock me off my feet
But I bounce back, oo-wee
Got a lifetime guarantee
And I love your design
Such a deep long lasting shine
I know it's progress
You're a taste-tempting heat
Preparation, just reheat
Wanna test drive for free
You got a great anatomy
I know it's progress
"Hello soldier boy,"
oh boy, shes spewing out her propaganda, propaganda
Might makes right, though you're wrong,
you're right to fight her propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
"Come to our side", she does say
"Come on over", she does say
Well I dont need more
Competition for
Her affection
You should fight on
Fight on
Over there
On Plagiarism, Propaganda continues with:
Where's your will to win, to act like Gunga Din
Through propaganda, propaganda
Where's your will to fight, to know what's wrong and right
And propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
"Come on over", you will hear
In a voice that comes in clear
Then I think of you where the skies are blue
And I know that I must fight on, fight on, over there
Duck that missile, boy, that missile whistles like her
Propaganda, propaganda
Keep your powder dry and always shy away from propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda
"Think it over", she will say
"Jump of Dover", she will say
Well I'm not about to be turned around about by this tactic
I will fight on, fight on, over there
Oh propaganda, oh propaganda
"Hello soldier boy", she is spewing her propaganda, propaganda
"Hello soldier boy", she is spewing her propaganda, propaganda
"Come to our side", she does say
"Come on over", she does say
Well I don't need more competition to her affection
You should fight on, fight on, over there
Lack of subtlety defines our enemy and propaganda, propaganda
"Hello G.I. Joe", oh no, I'll never go for propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
There's a loved one back at home, who assumes that I'm alone
Saying no to lies, saying no to spies
I intend to be her groom soon, groom soon, over there
I'll grab the sun and the moon
I'll hold the world in my hand
These things are easy for me
I can't make you understand
Pulling rabbits out of a hat
All I get is polite applause
Applause, applause, applause, applause
Marvel at heaven and hell
Gasp at the Champs-Elysées
Raise the Titanic and then
I see you turning away
Pulling rabbits out of a hat
All I get is polite applause
Applause, applause, applause, applause
Entertaining, that's the word I get from you
Entertaining, and then you bid a fond adieu
Well, adieu
I'll make a pauper a king
I'll turn your water to wine
These things are easy for me
How come I can't change your mind
Pulling rabbits out of a hat
All I get is polite applause
Applause, applause, applause, applause
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I'm on guard again but unprepared to fend for myself in a battle
You wont tell me why the shrubbery moves
Or why there always has to be subterfusion
You wont even say "at ease"
After waging a costly siege
When a potentate ain't so potent in his state he
summons help fast
Unilaterally I withdraw
What was peace is now a grand coup detant
The Purple Heart for valour please
And no heart for you Denise
Reinforcements, reinforcements
I could use a strong rear guard
Reinforcements, reinforcements
First the left flank, then the right
I'd sooner work the PX tonight
You intercept my S.O.S in order that no
news of my distress will ever reach the
homefront and about my camoflage,
well, it didnt work on you ... in fact most
things they tell recruits never seem to do
Raise my rank if I should last
another night so tortuous
Reinforcements, reinforcements
I dont want a te-ta-tete
Reinforcements, reinforcements
Lets reach accord, and ink a pact
Then, pleace dismiss your regiment
Reinforcements, reinforcements
I could use a strong rear guard
Reinforcements, reinforcements
I could use a strong rear guard
Reinforcements, reinforcements
I could use a strong rear guard
Reinforcements, reinforcements
Reinforcements, reinforcements ...
They laughed with me
They laughed at me
The said "how true"
They said "not you"
They thought how wise
Then thought goodbye
Your hit your stridw
Then Mr. Hyde
(Ride 'em cowboy, ride 'em)
They laughed with me
They laughed at me
The said "how true"
They said "not you"
They thought how wise
Then thought goodbye
Your hit your stridw
Then Mr. Hyde
Ride 'em
I got thrown again
Ride 'em
Get back on again
I swam, I sank
Top seed, unranked
The pole, the wall
The pride, the fall
A state of grace
Slapped in the face
A state of mind
Then card declined
From great to good
From good to fair
To barely pass
Stay after class
I'm hot I'm cold
I'm bought, I'm sold
First accolades
Then hand grenades
They hate your look
They hate your book
They hate your guts
You've heard enough
It's not your day
It's not your week
It's not your month
It's not your year
First AOK
Then IOU
BMOC
Then MIA
From DIY
To DUI
From 411
To 911
Ride 'em cowboy, ride 'em
Ride 'em cowboy, ride 'em
First AOK
Then IOU
BMOC
then MIA
From DIY
To DUI
From 411
To 911
From soup to nuts
From job to cuts
From sure to chance
From can to can'ts
From smart to dumb
From bread to crumbs
From wowed to bored
Olé, then gored
Ride 'em cowboy, ride 'em
I got thrown again
Ride 'em cowboy, ride 'em
Get back on again
From just desserts
To just desserts
From you're for me
To ca suffit
From bon vivant
To sycophant
From open door
To merde, alors
From just desserts
To just desserts
From you're for me
To ca suffit
From bon vivant
To sycophant
From open door
To merde, alors
Ride 'em cowboy, ride 'em
I got thrown again
Ride 'em cowboy, ride 'em
Get back on again
Ride 'em Cowboy
Ride 'em cowboy
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
Thanks to Neil Murray
This dancing's leaving me cold
Overly polite and over-controlled
This dancing's really gone stale
Wanna do a dance that lands me in jail
Well, oh lah-di-dee
Tired of movies, sick of TV
So hey there fancy Dan
Looking so groovy with your new tan
Riot with me baby, come on
Riot with me baby, come on
Try it with me baby, come on, please
Riot with me baby, come on
Say you're dying your hair
Say you never ever wear underwear
I really am impressed
Now you're gonna have to take a little test
Well oh lah-di-dee
Welcome to my little university
So, Mister Frigidaire,
Take it as an offer, take it as a dare
Riot with me baby, come on, etc.
Gonna riot tonight
I'm gonna riot tonight
Gonna riot tonight
With you or without you, either way's alright
Riot with me baby come on, etc,.
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rock and roll people in a disco world
They sing Hard Day's Night
They're as high as kites
And they sing and play and carry on like
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rock and roll people in a disco world
They make L. P. records
And a few make comebacks
And the rest sell shoes to all the other
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rock and roll people in a disco world
Rockin' Girls
Just 17
The cutest thing I've ever seen
C'mon baby, rock with me tonite
You're the only girl I ever met named Linda Lou
Maybe that's the reason that I'm so in love with you
See the girl with the red dress on
See the girl with the red dress off
C'mon baby, rock with me tonite
And you're the only girl I ever met who hates "Hey Jude"
Maybe that's the reason that I'm so in love with you
Take a trip around the world
All you have to say is
"C'mon baby" that gets 'em everywhere
I hope I never have to see the doctor 'cause of you
I hope you never have to see the doctor 'cause of me
Oh, Rockin' Girls, let's go
You look a little slow
Oh, Rockin' Girls, let's go
You still look kinda slow
Oh, Rockin' Girls, let's go
You still look kinda slow
Oh, now you're movin' fine
It's instrumental time
Rockin' Girls
Just 17
The cutest thing I've ever seen
Rockin' Girls, I'm on my knees
Don't get old and don't get mean
C'mon baby, please stay 17
Oh, Rockin' Girls, let's go
You look a little slow
Oh, Rockin' Girls, let's go
You still look kinda slow
Oh, Rockin' Girls, let's go
You still look kinda slow
Oh, now you're movin' great
I think I'll take a break
I'm picking up where I once left off in the
search for a justified balance between the
wealth that I have now and the wealth
that they all want to have
Let's ask Roger if he knows what I mean
Roger, Roger, let's take your Sue
How does she do it Roger, how does she do it, Roger?
Roger, Roger, has Sue got the balance right
for you, Roger, I ask you Roger, has she
got the balance right for you?
Has she got it, has she got it?
Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger
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Oh pretty baby
You look helpless
There is beauty in pain
Help is coming
So don't you worry
Don't even try to explain
The srens blaring
The look of panic
These are the signs of a dream
Cry pretty baby
You'll feel better
I'm trying hard not to scream
What will your mother say
What will your father say
What will the angels say
As they hide in disgrace
From your beautiful face
Hush my darling
There's tomorrow
We'll be laughing again
We'll buy a camera
We'll take vacations
Try not to move if you can
Without a warning
Without a reason
There wasn't even a scream
Don't call it tragic
That gives it meaning
I'm trying hard not to scream
(Chorus x 2)
A tiny diamond
Lies out on Main Street
That's all that's left of our love
Without your loving
My life is nothing
How can I ever go on
(Chorus x 2)
In a movie a life can be summed up in a word
It's a useful, dramatic device
In the real world, with real flesh and real blood
One word is never, ever enough
Fifteen years the bus had waited
Before it moved on into the town
Eye liner worn by all their girls
Through the night the war was fought
Each "eye liner" took two small drops
Reaction - Elation - Joy, Joy, Joy
Every girl took in a doctor
The Constitution says: "you must house the men"
Each doctor undermined a plot
All the weight that was soon lost
They erected as a golden cross
Remember the weight is no longer here
Through the street girls sang
The marching bands brought on the rain
The Doctors stood by the gold cross
One "eye liner" she had an idea
She read the Book, the Golden Book
It seems another Man had come across a cross
Dr. Jones they crucified
But, all their weight was returned back
Ha, Ha for all the girls now
Thanks to Tom van Breukelen
Standing in the door of the Pink Flamingo
Crying in the rain
It was a kind of so so love
And I'm going to make sure it never happens again
You and I
It had to be
The standing joke of the year
You were a sleep around
A lost and found
And not for me I fear
I tried to make it work
You in a cocktail skirt
And me in a suit (well it just wasn't me)
You're used to wearing less
And now your life's a mess
So insecure you see
I put up with all the scenes
And this is one scene
That's going to be played my way
CHORUS
Take your hands off me
I don't belong to you, you see
Take a look at my face
For the last time
I never knew you
You never knew me
Say hello Goodbye
Say hello wave goodbye
Under the deep red light
I can't see the makeup sliding down
Hey little girl you will always make up
So take off that unbecoming frown
What about me - well
I'll find someone
That's not going cheap in the sales
A nice little housewife
Who'll give me a steady life
And won't keep going off the rails
CHORUS
Take your hands off me
I don't belong to you, you see
Take a look at my face
For the last time
I never knew you
You never knew me
Say hello Goodbye
Say hello wave goodbye
We've been involved
For quite a while now
And to keep you secret has been hell
We're strangers meeting for the first time O.K.?
Just smile and say hello
Say hello then wave goodbye
GOODBYE
Thanks to Neil Murray
No lyrics, this is an instrumental
Scheherazade, you enslave me
Others begged, crying "save me"
Wasted words, hatred tore me
Scheherazade, tell me stories
Ships at sea, all imagined
Bravery, all imagined
Bloodless blood, colorblindness
Scheherazade, who's behind this?
Scheherazade, there's a sameness
To the world in its plainness
But your worlds are on fire
Filled with lust
Filled with liars
Once upon a time
Very, very long ago
Once upon a time
Very, very far away
All I want are illusions
Scheherazade, no conclusions
Every night, entertain me
No repeats, entertain me
Ships at sea, all imagined
Bravery, all imagined
Bloodless blood, colorblindness
Scheherazade, you're behind this
Scheherazade, Scheherazade, Scheherazade, Scheherazade
I won't kill you
In 1900 you held hands and felt like you'd scored
In 1910 you'd never need a horse anymore
In 1920 you could dance
In 1930 lose your pants
In 1940 you could go to war really soon
In 1950 you could just be dull and a bore
In 1960 set the world on fire
That was then, this is now
And nothing's blowin in the wind
Chorus:
Screwed up, that's the problem
You're going down, down, down, down, down
Screwed up, that's your problem
You're coming unwound wound, wound, wound
You're wasting time seeking comfort
from any sight or any sound
I knew you when you weren't a bit screwed up
Now what you got is spreading around
It really doesn't matter if you know how to sing
The only thing that matters is the girl that you bring
So when I saw you sitting there just asking for some curly hair
I knew that I was getting where I wanted to be
But someone must have warned you, so it's Anchors Aweigh
This Johnny's marching home again tonight
You couldn't leave quietly You had to tell the world and loud
Screwed up, that's the problem
You're going down, down, down, down, down
Screwed up, that's your problem
You're coming unwound wound, wound, wound
You're wasting time seeking comfort by having anyone around
I knew you when you weren't a bit screwed up
Now what you got is spreading around
I'm getting on my nerves I'm getting
on my nerves and
everything you're throwing at me's
coming up a curve
Swing & miss
Swing & miss
Swing & miss and then you're out
(Chorus)
He came home
And instead of hearing the usual bass and drums
He heard
Violins, violins, violins
Senseless violins, senseless violins, senseless violins
He heard
Senseless violins
Sorry, no lyrics, this is an instrumental
Drop the goody-goody look and put on your shoes
Because I'm gonna recommend a little somethin' for you
(Oh yeah)
Grab your little Lulu or your Sally or Sue
And take her out to that Metropolis without no taboos
(Oh yeah)
What you say
Who are you
Never mind
Just sing the tune
Sextown U.S.A., we can go anywhere and it becomes
Sextown U.S.A., we can go here or there, it all becomes
The perfect place, and what a pace
Man, I've heard of Peyton Place and Pigalle too
But this is better than the others, it's American too
(Oh yeah)
No one has the time to eat a meal or to think
Because they're way too busy doin' Kama Sutra-y things
(Oh yeah)
Look around
See the sights
Go to bed
What a life
Sextown U.S.A., we can go anywhere and it becomes
Sextown U.S.A., we can go here or there, it all becomes
The perfect place, and what a pace
There's a whole lotta fish in the sea
Sextown U.S.A., we can go anywhere and it becomes
Sextown U.S.A., we can go here or there, it all becomes
The perfect place, and what a pace
If you try to come here and you try to abstain
They'll send you to the prison for the criminally insane
(Oh yeah)
Maybe I'll just stay here for the rest of my life
Because it's better than commuting here with you every night
(Oh yeah)
Sextown U.S.A., we can go anywhere and it becomes
Sextown U.S.A., we can go here or there, it all becomes
The perfect place, and what a pace
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Oooh oooh prime time
Oooh oooh crime slime
Oooh oooh no shoof
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh drive by
Oooh oooh look right
Oooh oooh no goof
She's an anchorman
Armies are invading in the Yucatan
How I've come to know is no secret, man
Turning on my television, there she is, she's an anchorman
She's coming on, she's coming on
Coming on strong, she's coming on
Monday comes and she has got a real tan
Wonder where she went and was it with a man
Now she's telling us about Japan - Iran, she's an anchorman
She's an anchorman
She's coming on, she's coming on
Coming on strong, she's coming on
Oooh oooh prime time
Oooh oooh crime slime
Oooh oooh no shoof
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh drive by
Oooh oooh look right
Oooh oooh no goof
She's an anchorman
Something to believe in when you're feeling down
Even when the world is turning upside down
Tell me, tell me, tell me, I can be your man
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh prime time
Oooh oooh crime slime
Oooh oooh no shoof
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh drive by
Oooh oooh look right
Oooh oooh no goof
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh prime time
Oooh oooh crime slime
Oooh oooh no shoof
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh drive by
Oooh oooh look right
Oooh oooh no goof
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh prime time
Oooh oooh crime slime
Oooh oooh no shoof
She's an anchorman
Oooh oooh drive by
Oooh oooh look right
Oooh oooh no goof
She's an anchorman
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Fog matters to you and me, but it can't touch Sherlock Holmes
Dogs bark and he knows their breed
And knows where they went last night
Knows their masters too
Oh baby, hold me tight
Just pretend I'm Sherlock Holmes
Just pretend I'm Sherlock Holmes
Just pretend I'm Sherlock Holmes
Stay, don't give me that same old act
I can call in Sherlock Holmes
He'll want your biography, and pictures of you in lace
And satin looking great
Oh baby, hold me tight
Spend the night with Sherlock Holmes
Hold me tight like Sherlock Holmes
Just pretend I'm Sherlock Holmes
Do you want to have fun
Do you want a good time
Do you want me to laugh
Do you want me to cry
Do you want me to dance
Do you want me to sing
Do you want me to joke
Should I be more like him
Oh yeah
I can dance like Sherlock Holmes
I can sing like Sherlock Holmes
But can't be Sherlock Holmes
Oh yeah
I can dance like Sherlock Holmes
I can sing like Sherlock Holmes
But can't be Sherlock Holmes
I found my thrill
I found my thrill
I found my thrill in Beverly Hills
Folks call her Jil
Folks call her Jil
Folks call her Jil but that ain't what I call her
She's like a star
She's like a star
She's like a star in some long running TV series
And we make love
And we make love
And we make love all the time
Come
The shopping mall of love
Come with me
The shopping mall of love
Quality
The shopping mall of love
All for free
The shopping mall of love
She makes me laugh
She makes me laugh
She makes me laugh
Chorus
She's so uninhibited
She's so unlimited
That's just the start
She's so magnificant
She's so magnificant
A work of art
Like the Mona Lisa
The Venus de Milo
The Pieta
Or a Reclining Nude On The Wall
I found my thrill
I found my thrill
I found my thrill in Beverly Hills
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You know you make me wanna shout
Put your heels up and down
Everybody's gonna shout
Come on and shout
Everybody's gonna shout
Let me hear you say shout
Come on and shout
Heeeyyyyy
Heeeyyyyy
Heeeyyyyy
Heeeyyyyyeeeyyy
Heeeyyyyy
Shout now
Everybody shout now
Come on and shout now
Jump up and shout now
Come on and shout now
Let me hear you shout now
Come on and shout
I want you to know
know know know
I said I want you to know right now
know know know
You've been good to me baby
know know know
And I'm never gonna leave ya'
know know know
I said I want you to know
know
know
know
know
know
know
know
know
know
know
know
know
You know you make me wanna shout
Let me hear you say shout
Come on and shout
Jump up and shout
Everybody's gonna shout
Let me hear you say shout
Come on and shout
Everybody's gonna shout now
Everybody shout now
Come on and shout now
Let me hear you shout now
Come ooon and shooouut
Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
The music
that you are hearing
is something stolen
rythm and all
I heard it
and then i taped it
and added singing
but no guitars
It was long ago I can't remember
I have trouble calling up the past
Now I know, oh yes, it was Vienna
at some all night greco-roman bash
When Sigmund Freud's invited to a party
that's a party that will last and last
When Sigmund Freud's invited to a party
you should see the mess the morning aft
That was Sigmund after two martinis
dancing like some hoochey-coochey queen
Sigmund
shows invitation
enters with patient
blonde really nice
Egos
so many egos
perfect for Sigmund
checking the out
Now he'd had a couple of martinis
what he's doing now I can't reveal
In the city, in the country, in the towns throughout the world
All will join in, in the big scene,
So won't you please take off your shoes?
It's a ballet, simple ballet, so let's dance on
Pick a partner, take a tall one, take a small
one, take a fat one and let's dance on
Crews will film it, add the music
while the world has its feet engaged
Some critics love it, yet some pan it,
some say "it's likely to cause a rage"
There'll be long shots, there'll be close shots, there'll be mid-shots
Simple ballet was an idea, then a novel,
next a movie, soon on T.V.
It's promotion of a new way of thinking
Instead of "Hey, orange drink," vendors
will say, "get your souvenir posters of the ballet."
Do a plie' for the D.A. when he comes round
Your alleged conduct with the director has
raised some questions that he wants
answered (Good for the ratings)
It's a ballet, we thought a ballet and we danced on
We had no idea you'd hang out your coat on an
issue thin as tissue so we danced our ballet
And we danced our ballet
And we danced our ballet
It was only a lover's game
now we're trapped in the world
of our dreams
All the same as the evening rain
All the same as the sound of the sea
I,I,I,I,I,I wouldn't worry 'bout it
We're feelin' clean
A little crowded as we're singing
in the shower tonight
See the water and feel the steam
as it winding around you and me
Feeling dirty and feeling clean
in the center of our fantasy
We could stay here a million years
never knowing the world and its games
Red hot water dissolves the fear
Red hot kisses drive us insane
I,I,I,I,I,I wouldn't worry 'bout it
We're feelin' clean
A little crowded as we're singing
in the shower tonight
We could stay here a million years
never knowing the world and its games
Here we are like a naked choir
In a church that's completely in flames
I,I,I,I,I,I wouldn't worry 'bout it
We're feelin' clean
A little crowded as we're singing
in the shower tonight
There's a round-up at the love corral
And the air is full of dust
And I think it's going pretty well
But I'm trying to adjust
As we walk along the boulevard
With a hand in hand in hand
And who cares if people stare at us
Cause they'll never understand
Sisters
Where is the jealousy, is it there
Sisters
Is this a felony anywhere
Who cares
I see a double moon in the sky
Sisters
An oversupply
Do I have to be a diplomat
When I hear you fuss and fight
Do I have to be an acrobat
As I try to set it right
There's a double moon up in the sky
And it's shining down on me
And I know that I'm a lucky guy
That's my biography
Sisters
Where is the jealousy, is it there
Sisters
Is this a felony anywhere
Who cares
I see a double moon in the sky
Sisters
An oversupply
Arms are full
Lips are sore
By morning we could face the light
I would feel a little down
Well it wouldn't be disastrous
I would still have you around
Sisters
Where is the jealousy, is it there
Sisters
Is this a felony anywhere
Who cares
I see a double moon in the sky
Sisters
An oversupply
Slowboat takes me to your home everyday
And I wait for you knowing that you won't
come home, just today
For you've found someone new and you'll bid me adieu
And I leave you now, but I'll come back another day
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat, bring me back another day
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat sail off toward the seventh sea
Far away from you, but somehow coming
close again and again
And again as we near from some sign it appears
That you won't come home, you won't come home just today
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat, bring me back another day
Slowboat takes me where I'll always be
Far away from you, but knowing that you
won't come near me but you hear me
And you'll always be a true love to me
Though you're never home, I'll come back another day
Oooh, sail me far away
Slowboat, bring me back another day
Begging isn't easy
It kills your self-esteem
Makes you feel dependant
It makes you feel mean
But subtlety is useless
In breaking down a wall
And subtlety is toothless
You'd rather see me crawl
So if it takes a flashy display
To make you warm up, OK
Because you're so important to me
So important to me
So important to me
Rigth now
This discrimination
It's cruel and inhumane
If I had any pride left
I'd say you were insane
If only you would love me
Or just be less intense
It isn't that I'm ugly
It isn't that I'm dense
But if it takes a cheap, tawdry scene
To make you see what I mean
Because you're so important to me
So important to me
So important to me
Rigth now
Something for the girl with everything
See, the writings on the wall
You bought the girl a wall
Complete with matching ball-point pen
You can breathe another day
Secure in knowing she wont break you (yet)
Something for the girl with everything
Have another sweet my dear
Dont try to talk my dear
Your tiny little mouth is full
Heres a flavour you aint tried
You shouldnt try to talk, your mouth is full
Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Bearing gifts to aid amnesia
She knows everything
yes yes everyting
She knew way back when you weren't yourself
Something for the girl with everything
Heres a really preatty car
I hope it takes you far
I hope it takes you fast and far
Wow, the engines really loud
Nobodys gonna hear a thing you say
Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Where should they leave these imported gimmicks
Leave them anywhere
An-an-anywhere
Make sure that theres a clear path to the door
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Heres a patridge in a tree,
A gardener for the tree
Complete with ornithologist
Careful, careful with that crate
You wouldn't want to dent Sinatra, no
Something for the girl who has got everything,
Yes, yes, everything
Hey, come out and say hello
Before you friends all go
But say no more than just hello
Ah, the little girl is shy
You see of late shes been quite speechless,
very speechless
She's got everything
No lyrics, this is an instrumental
Thanks to Rhonda Kerry
We're going to play tonite
We're going to sing tonite
We're gonna look great tonite
It's a sparks show, a sparks show, a sparks show tonite
We're going to play tonite
We're going to sing tonite
We're gonna look great tonite
It's a sparks show, a sparks show, a sparks show tonite
We're going to play tonite
We're going to sing tonite
we're gonna look great tonite
It's a sparks show, a sparks show, a sparks show tonite
It's a sparks show, a sparks show, a sparks show, a sparks show,
a sparks show, a sparks show, a sparks show tonite.
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Thanks to Madeline Bocaro
Sports - ready get set & here we go
Sports - ready get set & here we go
Hug hug hug me until I'm purple
Squeeze squeeze squeeze me until I'm blue
hold hold hold me until I'm healthy, that's enough
Sports - ready get set & work out
Sports - ready get set & work out
Sports - ready get set & work out
Grab grab grab me until December
Tight tight tighter until I crack
That that that's it I'm feeling better
See my body glow
See my body glow
Sports - ready get set & here we go
Sports - ready get set & here we go
Sports - ready get set & here we go
here we go - here we go - here we go
Sports - ready get set & work out
One more time for a healthy body
One more time for a healthy mind
One more time for no good reason
Keep it up - Keep it up
Keep it up - Keep it up
Ready get set & work out
Sports - ready get set & work out
Sports - ready get set & work out
Sports - ready get set & work out
work out - work out
work out - work out
work out - work out
work out - work out
Make you choice and that is that
Live with her and don't look back
Easy, simple, tidy, ultra-clean
Not with me, I don't know why
To the left and to the right
Good things come from just one side
(In) Stereo
Stereo
Stereo-
In a sandwich, in a vice
Stuck with too much paradise
It's okay with me, it's not too bad
Each of you has other scenes
smart professors, clean marines
You too live your life in Stereo
I'm loyal, I'm faithful, I trust you
Then Friday, I walk in and bust you
With someone else
Stop me if you've heard this before
Stop me, stop me
Stop me if you've heard this before
Stop me, stop me
I'm wary of lasting relations
Since you started taking vacations
With all my friends
Stop me if you've heard this before
Stop me, stop me
Stop me if you've heard this before
Stop me, stop me
I know what you do
I know what you're up to
I know what you do
I know what you're up to
I lie here, I'm waiting, debating
I know you, you're out there, gyrating
With someone else
Stop me if you've heard this before
Stop me, stop me
Stop me if you've heard this before
Stop me, stop me
I am a suburban homeboy
With a suburban ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy
And I say you dog to my pool cleaning guy
I hope I'm baggy enough for them
I play my Shaggy enough for them
I'll pop a cap up some fool at the Gap
'Cause I'm a suburban homeboy
I am a suburban homeboy
With a suburban ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy
And I say you dog to my detailing guy
I bought me cornrows on Amazon
I started listening to Farrakhan
My caddy and me, he just looks like Jay-Z
And I'm a suburban homeboy
I am a suburban homeboy
With a suburban ho right by my side
She's known as Miss Missy Tannenbaum
And she's one freak bitch, ain't no lie
She's from projects in Saint Tropez
She looks like Iverson in a way
She yo yo's me and I yo yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy
She yo yo's me and I yo yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy
She yo yo's me and I yo yo her back
And I'm a suburban homeboy
We are suburban homeboys
With suburban ho's right by our sides
We are suburban homeboys
And we say yo dog and we mean it, by God
We've got an old school mentality
Oxford and Cambridge mentality
Props to our peeps and
Please keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys.
Props to our peeps and please
Keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys.
Props to our peeps and
Please keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys.
Props to our peeps and please
Keep your receipts
And we are suburban homeboys.
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
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I looked up in the sun
And I didn't shade my eyes
Then a girl appeared and said
"Here, these are your size"
Chorus:
Suzie Safety
Suzie Safety (That's my Suzie)
I tried to cross the street
And I almost got mowed down
But the softest little hand yanked me back To safer ground
Chorus
She says, no smoking
She says, no drink
You should wear a parka
I'm really safe but I kind of resent
Suzie Safety
Suzie Safety (That's my Suzie)
Suzie Safety (She's my saftey)
When she's near to me
And there's no one else around
And I can't control myself
She says, "safety first, pal"
Chorus
She says no speeding
And always eat right
Watch you fats and starches
I'm really safe but I kind of resent
Suzie Safety
Suzie Safety (That's my Suzie)
Suzie Safety (She's my safety)
She's safe in my arms
And I'm safe in hers
Chorus
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Albert is smart, he's a genius
Watch Albert putter, an obvious genius
Someday he will reassess the world
And he'll still have time for lots of girls
When he grows up he'll remember us
When he grows up we are sure that he'll remember us
We made sure that Albert wore his mac
We kept all the strangers off his back
(Go away)
Everything's relative
(Go away Albert's mother say to me)
We are his relatives and he don't need any non- relatives
Talent is an asset
You've got to understand that
Talent is an asset
And little Albert has it
Talent is an asset
And Albert surely has it
One day he'll sever his apron strings
All of the while he'll be scribbling things, genius things
Look at Albert, isn't he a sight
Growing, growing at the speed of light
(Go away)
Everything's relative
(Go away Albert's mother say to me)
We are his relatives and he don't need any non- relatives
Talent is an asset
And little Albert has it
Talent is relative
That's hypothetical
We are his relatives
That's parenthetical
Spare your superlatives
There's the receptacle
There's the receptacle
Leave Albert's study room
Leave Albert's happy room
Leave Albert's neighbourhood
Leave Albert's city, too
Leave Albert's country seat
Leave Albert's coun-rer-y
Leave Albert's continent
Leave Albert's hemisphere
Leave Albert's planet, too
Leave Albert's universe
No one must see him now
Only the medical
No one must downgrade him
Don't be to cynical
Don't be to critical
Cancel the magazines
They're much to political
Don't buy him any jeans
They're much to casual
Talent is relative
We are his relatives
That's parenthetical
Tarzan and Jane
Tarzan and Jane
Now they're ripping their shirts and their tights
Now they're swinging from flourescent lights
Look at Bob, he was getting straight A's
Who's he carrying 'round on his face
Tarzan and Jane
Tarzan and Jane
Now they've called in the men wearing blue
There's a cameraman from Channel 2
On the news at eleven does Edgar Rice Burroughs
Get royalties on local news
Tarzan and Jane
Tarzan and Jane
Well, tomorrow at 7:04
As the principal says "shut the door"
They'll be 25 Tarzan and 25 Janes
And a chimp from Zoology 4
Tarzan and Jane
Tarzan and Jane
Thanks to Madeline Bocaro and Ola Martinsson.
It's so easy
Tearing the place apart
I'm getting rid of every memory
I don't know where to start
So many memories all around me
Now that you've gone to someone else
Give me a reason I should keep, our world that is acres deep,
in which you touched, in which you saw, in which you were
It's so easy
Tearing the place apart
each square of vinyl that you stepped on
Pulled up and thrown away
And burned with linen that we slept on
All my collections out they go
stamps of all nations where we'd been
and we had been everywhere
They're ripped in two
They're ripped in four
They're in the wind
It's so easy
(chorus) the walls they enclosed us they're crumbling, they're tumbling,
I'm stumbling, I'm crumbling
Tearing the place apart
Tearing the place apart
Down come the chandeliers
That lit our cozy little dinners
Shattered for ever more - one thing is certain -
I'll grow thinner
No need to eat with company
No need to eat at all I guess
Away go the cabinets, so fully stocked
From soup to nuts to aubergine....
(chorus) the walls they enclosed us they're crumbling, they're tumbling,
I'm stumbling, I'm crumbling
Tearing the place apart
Tearing the place apart
Tearing the place apart
I'll rip the doors off with the hinges
Who needs a door at all
the world can walk in and I'll let them
Help yourself to a magazine
Help yourself to anything
Go and take anything
They're only things
They're only things
They're only things
It's so easy...
What do I hear, what do I hear?
Chit-chat, and clinking glass
Cheap talk, a lady's laugh
After hour
What do I see, what do I see?
Some sunken hideaway
Where people go to play
After hour
There I'll spend the night
Meeting fancy thins
At bistros and old haunts
Trying very hard to sin
Then it is day end in a way
The pattern's much the same
In-spots, a matinee
Every day
Blend with the crowd, blend with the loud
Hypnotic ebb and flow
Until the day goes slowly
Into night
See the same old crowd
At bistros and old haunts
'Til the lights grow dim,
The not-so-subtle hint to be gone
Chorus:
Thank God it's not Christmas
When there is only you
And nothing else to do
Thank God it's not Christmas
Where there's just you to do
The rest is closed to public view
Caroling kids, caroling kids
A trifle premature, in tones so rich and pure And crystaline
Call for the day, the popular day
It's fast approaching now
But will the mood allow
One dissent
If this were the Seine
We'd be very suave
But it's just the rain
Washing down the boulevard
(Chorus)
Popular days, the popular ways
Are for the chosen few
Not meant for me and you
Obviosly
Popular nights, poplar rites
Great things to say and do
Aren't said or done by you
Obviously
If this were Seine
We'd be very suave
But it's just the rain
Washing down the boulevard
Just keep right on walking
Just keep right on walking
Dont dilly-dally, come right home
I dont see why I must go home
When in the streets the niceties
Come pouring out and over me
Its three oclock and here they come
So many that my eyes are numb
Familiar faces each and all
But I've been ordered not to stall
Thanks but no thanks, anywa
I know that youre all OK, but
My orders come from high above me
About a foot or two above me
The merry band of "How are yous"
In tweedy suits and pointy shoes
They offer me a ride in style
And something sweet to make me smile
I hate to hurt their feelings so
But Im supposed to tell them no
My parents say the world is cruel
I think that they prefer it cruel
Thanks but no thanks, anyway
I know that youre all OK, but
My orders come from high above me
About a foot or two above me
Just keep right on walking
Just keep right on walking
Just keep right on walking
Just keep right on walking
Thanks but no thanks, anyway
I know that youre all OK, but
My orders come from high above me
About a foot or two above me
Thanks but no thanks anyway
Thanks but no thanks anyway
Thanks but no thanks anyway, anyway, anyway
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Man, there's never been a girl like this
That's not Nastassia
What an influential little miss
That's not Nastassia
Imitation is a form of flattery, I'm told
She is getting flattered where it's hot and
where it's cold
That's not Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
She is on the news again tonight
That's not Nastassia
Someone looking like her stole a bike
That's not Nastassia
Maby it's a fad, a sort of modern Hula Hoop
Still, it's of their own free will, no one has been duped
That's not Nastassia, etc
What a sense of power to have sway around the world
What a sense of power to control a billion girls
Change your hair style, they change theirs
Change your nail style, they change theirs
That's not Nastassia
Presidental wifes and topless maids
That's not Nastassia
More or less identically the same
That's not Nastassia
If I wasn't masculine, I would join the craze
Dye my hair and take on those
Nastassianic ways
That's not Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
That's Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
That's Nastassia
Now she wants some anonymity
That's not Nastassia
And all the rest want anonymity
That's not Nastassia
She should just forget it, it's a carbon copy world
When she starts yo fade away, everyone will fade
That's not Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
That's Nastassia
That's not Nastassia
That's Nastassia, etc.
I heard the angels call your name
I heard the angels call your name
They feel ashamed
They feel ashamed
Because you look so fucking good
I saw the angels glaring down
I saw the angels glaring down
They feel inane
They feel in pain
Because you're oh so fucking cool
Me, I take it in stride
Me, I know I'm on the right side this time
I see the angels disappear
I see the angels disappear
They feel confused
They feel bemused
They are a pale picture of you
Me, I take it in stride
Me, I know I'm on the right side this time
They've felt the heat
And felt defeat
Because you look so fucking good
They've felt the heat
And felt defeat
Because you look so fucking good
On the German single release, the lines "Because you look so fucking good" have been replaced with "They are a pale picture of you"
I walk in the street
Looks like it's time to eat
I head for Jason's grill
When I get there I order burgers, a pair
A side of stacks and slop please (Jason)
Please sir, don't sit there
That seat is saved for a girl with short hair, thank you
Quite suddenly, the patrons cease to eat
Their eyes all fixed on the doors
When what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a moose, a dog, a mouse and a deer
Dear me, will they come in?
Jason's grill has never witnessed
Discrimination based on race or on greed
This must be a test case coming
Confrontation coming, people will flee
Fritzy, gulp your chowder fast, finish up your hash
Jason bring my check right now
No, no I don't want coffee, thanks
The animal spokesman, he started to speak
The village was all hushed
You could hear a meatball fall
As the moose stalked slowly toward Jason (Jason)
Moose reached into his mane
Buddy, can you give me a quarter's change?
It's a sleepy sort of night, the last thing that I want is sleep
It's a peaceful sort of night, the last thing that I want is peace
I throw caution to the wind and it comes flying back at me
It's the calm before the storm and something's going to clobber me
Put your ear down to the ground, can't you hear those stomping feet
And the swishing of those gowns, the laughing and the 4/4 beat
It takes a special kind of thrill to stand out in this day and age
Everybody looks so good and everyone is good in bed
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a dream for you and me
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a scream for you and me
I've got a Sam and Dave Revue playing in my heart tonight
I've got a pebble in my shoe and even that feels good tonight
All those Big Mac wrappers dancing down the street dance better than I do
But you can't fight City Hall no matter what you say or do
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a dream for you and me
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a scream for you and me
It's a sleepy sort of night, the last thing that I want is sleep
It's a peaceful sort of night, the last thing that I want is peace
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a dream for you and me
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a scream for you and me
It's your patriotic duty to look as good as you can
It's your patriotic duty to dance with me
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a dream for you and me
The armies of the night are coming, they're coming
Life will be a scream for you and me
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The dogs are letting postmen come and go
The muscle cars are driving way too slow
And everybody's walking on tip-toe
For every yes, a hundred no's
The kind of day when nothing hits the fan
The kind of day when nothing's in demand
The kind of day when music means Chopin
And love is shown by holding hands
It's the calm before the storm
Something big is coming soon, something that will change your tune
It's the calm before the storm
False sense of security, shown to be a forgery
And everybody's talk is monotone
And everybody's look is monochrome
And everybody's flight has been postponed
The loudest sound's a dial tone.
It's the calm before the storm
Something big is coming soon, something that will change your tune
It's the calm before the storm
False sense of security, shown to be a forgery
Something's about to break, but is isn't clear (Not enough was going on, oh no)
Is it something we should cheer (Not enough was going on, oh yeah)
Is is something we should fear (No enough was going on, oh yeah)
The ocean doesn't feel like making waves
There's no one that the lifeguard needs to save|
And on one's in the mood for feeling brave
We're well behaved, so well behaved
It's the calm before the storm
Something big is coming soon, something that will change your tune
It's the calm before the storm
False sense of security, shown to be a forgery
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Now I stutter, now I dribble
Other than that, I'm lots like I was then
The decline and fall of me
I just shaved my nose off, oh well
Other than that, I'm lots like I was then
The decline and fall of me
If I had a hammer I would drop it and break it
Look at the pieces
Now I've got a hobby, I collect frozen pizzas
Check out my pizzas
Now your jokes seem really funny
Other than that, I'm lots like I was then
The decline and fall of me
Where's my mouth, man, this eating is rough on the shirts
Gee, I'm sorry about the thermometer, nurse
Would you tell me again, which are girls, which are guys
Gee, I thought that this finger meant so long, goodbye
Chart position, bubbling under, drowning
And goodbye future Mrs. Mael, Mael
The decline and fall, decline and fall, decline and fall of me
I'm fading away
I'm fading away
I'm fading away
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Thanks to Jay Bond
I've been gone
You know I have been gone
I've been gone for so long
I've been gone
I've been on my way
You know I have been on my way
I've been on my way
For many a day
I've been gone
You know I have been gone
I've been gone for so long
I won't go on
I've been gone
You know I have been gone
I've been gone for so long
I've been gone
I've been gone
I've been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone
I have been gone..... (until fade out)
Thanks Yvonne Sanders
coo-ee coo-ee coo-ee
c-c-c-c-c-c-c-coo-ee
c-c-c-coo-ee
c-c-c-coo-ee
I need to have some fun
I need to overspill
I did the condo tribe
I got nothin' here
Well that's alright
The farmer's daughter said
She said 'you got me now (aroused???)
I love a psycho path
I meet them all the time
I'm gonna take her wrath
Well that's alright (oh really)
The farmer's daughter said
That's alright (oh really)
She nearly (really?) knocked me dead
Oh really
Oh really
Well that's alright (oh really)
The farmer's daughter said
Her father loves T.V
He wants to change the world
He turns to me and says
Y'know that its my girl (oh really)
Well that's alright (oh really)
The farmer's daughter said (oh really)
That's alright (oh really)
She really knocked me dead
That's alright
That's alright
That's alright
The farmer's daughter said
That's alright
She nearly knocked me dead
She said 'I took you straight
You're not a lot of fun'
I said 'I'm under stress'
She said 'so's everyone'
Oh really
Well that's alright
Oh really
The farmer's daughter said
Oh really
That's alright
Oh really
She really knocked me dead
Oh really oh really
Well that's alright
Oh really
The farmer's daughter said
That's alright
(repeat forever)
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It was a dark and stormy night that I stepped out
Something strange was in the air, I couldn't figure it out
Who's there, tell me what you want from me
Oh no, I can't believe what I now see
They say the paranormal's just a sucker's game
I keep an open mind, but deep down I feel the same
Oh no, now I think I've changed my mind
Oh no, now I know I've changed my mind
CHORUS
The ghost of Liberace keeps on hanging 'round
Hovers over farmland, lingers over towns
The ghost of Liberace still has that mystique
If he were alive he'd now be at his peak
The ghost of Liberace
The ghost of Liberace
Across the street, in fact across the whole damn town
They're making fun of him, they try to put him down
Oh yeah, but I wished they'd let him be
Oh yeah, he's not hurting you or me
Sometimes he blinds the drivers with his shiny suits
They see that smile and they laugh at him, hey don't shoot
Oh no, now he's hung in effigy
On no, why can't they just let him be
The ghost of Liberace
The ghost of Liberace
CHORUS x 2
He hums Evita and Moon River and Michelle
Maybe that's why the people scream out "go to hell"
Oh no, now they're throwing cans of beer
Oh no, I thought ghosts could disappear
But he remains in all his glory, it's so strange
These aren't the kind of people he can change
But wait, now they're starting to applaud
I guess there really is a God above
CHORUS x 2
The ghost of Liberace
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(Steady as she goes 'cause she's the greatest show)
Step right up and see her walkin' down the street, she's somethin'
Watch her check you out and see if you're complete, she's somethin'
See her tap her foot to nothin' but your heavy breathing
She's the greatest show on earth and I ain't ever leaving.
Cause she's the greatest show on earth tonight and every night
And she's worth it even when you gotta pay a heavy price
Cause she's the greatest show on earth tonight and every night
And she's worth it even when you got to push and shove and fight
You could bring together everyone for one big show
The Four Tops, MopTops, Boston Pops, and Art Laboe
Half a million people pushin' and the crowd says "go"
But I'd be up in my apartment with the greatest show
Cause she's the greatest show on earth tonight and every night
And she's worth it even when you gotta pay a heavy price
Cause she's the greatest show on earth tonight and every night
And she's worth it even when you got to push and shove and fight
Thanks Ola Martinsson for adjustments.
My car, USA, not as good a car but I feel better
My job, USA, make enough to still be called a debtor
But my girl
She's pretty
Won't leave me
But the japanese have come and they've bought my number one
Blonde hair, eyes of blue, better than a real estate investment
Fond of USA, also fond of money, my assessment
She loved me
No questions
No answers
And the japanese have come and they've bought my number one
And the japanese have come and they've bought my number one
And the japanese have come and they've bought my little hon'
Deep in Tokyo
Maybe at the home of Mr. Honda
Someone worships her, she is very tall and she is blonde
She loved me
And money
I had none
And the japanese have come and they've bought my number one
And the japanese have come and they've bought my number one
And the japanese have come and they've bought my little hon'
It really hurts, it really hurts
And the japanese have come and they've bought my number one
It really hurts, it really hurts
It really hurts, it really hurts
And the japanese have come and they've bought my number one
It really hurts, it really hurts
And the japanese have come and it didn't take a gun
It really hurts, it really hurts
Every word pronounced distinctly, slowly
There are no contractions, nothing slurred
Unprepared you watch in rank amazement
As she lights her cigarette and stirs
Every motion is complete, no editing of anything
Encouraging, encouraging, and not the
customary bill of fore
Can't you see the lady is lingering (lingering)
This lady's lingering, and you cannot belive the reason why
Every sip is of the smallest quantity That still denotes apparent thirst
Every question is a means to draw long answers Play the fool, it doesn't
hurt
Splitting, spliting headache coming Get up early in the morning
Where are the funny phrases That are always followed by goodbye
(Chorus)
Is it now all up to you, do you now
guide the evening, or do you await
a further signal, a look, a touch, a sigh
(Chorus)
Risky business, all this waiting, wondering
A risky business, all this waiting, wondering
A risky business, all this waiting, wondering
A risky business, all this waiting, wondering
(Chorus)
Le guide me montre et explique
"Celui ci est le changement"
Les touristes sn donnent coeur joie
Ils touchent mon marbre froid
Mais mes yeux sont fixer sur la porte
Je sais pourtant que jdois rester
Parmis tous ces hros tus
Protegeant leur libert de vivre dans des muses
Mais mes yeux sont fixer sur la porte
Essayer donc de mnlever
Je voudrais voir si vous oser
Quelqun a entendu ma supplique
Depuis quelques heures, je vole
Mais lurore elle me quitteras
Et les murs se refermeront sur moi
Il ne restera plus que le marbre froid
The tourist guide explains my aims
"This ones a monument to change."
The tourists do marvel, they touch my cold marble
But my eyes are fixed upon the door
Lets see you lift me
I dare you to try
Lets see you lift me
I dare you to try
Thanks to Neil Murray and Åke Liljan Liljekvist
I guess you've heard persistance talk
I guess you've heard recurring rumours
I hope you've got a sense of humour
There's gotta be a change
There's gonna be a change radically, radically
The world is waiting for something special
Well, something special is what I offer - trust me
I am the man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
Baby a change is coming soon !
Baby a change is coming your way
And you elected me, merci, merci
You gotta go some time, yes indeed, yes indeed
Now you're going with a flare, si, si, oui, oui
The man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
I'm gonna pop this big balloon
A sense of humour is not my forte
A sense of purpose is all important
The man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
The man with the Answer
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Thanks to Åke Liljan Liljekvist
Long before there were diamond rings
Long before there were liars
Long before the were songs to sing
Someone felt a desire
And then - ooooo
Someone would have someone
And then - ooooo
Someone needed someone
And then - ooooo
Someone felt a way they never felt before
The night!
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
And the world would have kings and queens
Long before there was moonlight
Men and women were only things
Things that shook in the twilight
And then - ooooo
Someone noticed someone
And then - ooooo
Someone needed someone
And then - ooooo
Someone felt a way they never felt before
The night!
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
The night!
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
We can do it again my love
We can be in the prising
We can say it's from up above
I'll pretend you'll surprising me
The night!
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
The night!
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
They invented love
The night!
They invented love
They invented love
This is the number one song in heaven
Written, of course, by the mightiest hand
All of the angels are sheep in the fold of their master
They alwas follow the Master and his plan
This is the number one song in heaven
Why are you hearing it now, you ask
Maybe you're closer to here than you imagine
Maybe you're closer to here than you care to be
It's number one, all over heaven
It's number one, all over heaven
It's number one, all over heaven
The number one song all over heaven
If you should die before you wake
If you should die while crossing the street
The song that you'll hear, I guarantee
It's number one, all over heaven
It's number one, all over heaven
It's number one, all over heaven
The number one song all over heaven
The one that's the rage up here in the clouds
Loud s a crowd or soft as a doubt
Lyrically weak, but the music's the thing
Gabriel plays it,
God how he plays it
Gabriel plays it,
God how he plays it
Gabriel plays it,
God how he plays it
Gabriel plays it, let's hear him play it
The song filters down, down through the clouds
It reaches the earth and winds all around
And then it breaks up in millions of ways
It goes la, la, la......
In cars it becomes a hit
In your homes it becomes advertisements
And in the streets it becomes the children singing...
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I am the rhythm thief
Say goodbye to the beat
I am the rhythm thief
Auf wiedersehen to the beat
Oh no, where did the groove go
Where did the groove go
Where did the groove go?
Lights out Ibiza
Where did the groove go
Where did the groove go
Where did the groove go?
You'll never get it back,
You'll never get it back
The rhythm thief has got it and
You'll never get it back
You'll never get it back,
You'll never get it back
The rhythm thief has got it and
You'll never get it back
You'll never get it back,
You'll never get it back
The rhythm thief has got it and
You'll never get it back
Lights out Ibiza
I am the rhythm thief
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
Some people love to be alone
Some people love to be in railway stations
Some people live by bread alone
Some people revel in hallucinations
Some people always have a comb
Step up, step up, and all aboard
The scene
The floors are shaking
The blood is pumping
The skin is baking
Can you take it, can you take it
You look tough, but that's not enough
It's the scene
Oh no it's not enough
Some people live to work all day]
Some people only live for monkey business
Dressed in some cadillac coupe
They go out stumming as they burn their bridges
And all the while they act blase
Step up, step up, and all aboard
chorus
Is you is or is you ain't
Oh yeah
Who's a sinner who's a saint
Oh yeah
Is you just a little vain
Oh yeah
Well, shut my mouth we're both the same
Is you or is you ain't
Oh yeah oh yeah
Wanna take a holiday
Oh yeah oh yeah
To a land that's got no rain
Oh yeah oh yeah
Then hop aboard that rhythmn train
End of the story never ends
There'll be a world without extended mixes
There'll be a world without champagne
There'll be a world without those kind of kisses
but then this may not ever end
Step up, step up and all aboard
chorus 3x
She won't marry you
She don't look good in white
Don't try sweet talk
Unless you're hot for a fight
Still there's something that
Drives the guys half-insane
Ain't they heard that their love
For her is in vain
And all the guys in town
Just love to hang around
The toughest girl in town
Look outside and you'll see
The rain pouring down
That's the sign that
She's now on your side of town
Plan your life around
Someone proper and clean
That's the smart thing
But that means nothing to me
And all the guys in town
Just love to hang around
The toughest girl in town
She's not evil
She's just a little confused
All here life she's been
Set upon and abused
Given that, she's more interesting
Than the rest
Given that, she's the one
Who I love the best
And all the guys in town
Just love to hang around
The toughest girl in town
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Thanks to Madeline Bocaro
Mr. Jones is unavailable at the moment
however, if you wish to leave a message
do so after the tone
Do you Jacqueline Kennedy
take Russell Mael
to be your lawful wedded husband
in sickness and in health
for richer or for poorer
for better or for wors
till death do you part?
I do
And do you Russell Mael
take Jacqueline Kennedy
to be your lawful wedded wife
in sickness and in health
for richer or for poorer
for better or for wors
till death do you part?
I do
Then I now pronounce you man and wife
It started on a Tuesday
It must have been that lunch meat
I haven't been intimate
And anyway, I'm careful
(We know what you got, boy)
(We know what you got, boy)
(We know what you got, boy)
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
You shiver and shake
You're doin' Swan Lake
All over the place
Has everyone gone Christian
Well, glory Hallelujah
But I'm beyond salvation
I haven't got a prayer
(The Willys do this to ya)
(The Willys do this to ya)
(The Willys do this to ya, to ya)
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
It's hard to explain
Like Citizen Kane
To someone who's blind
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
You shiver and shake
You're doin' Swan Lake
All over the place
(We know what you got boy, we know what
you got boy, we know what you got boy)
(Physically)
Physically, I'm splendid
(Mentally)
Mentally, I'm splendid
(Morally)
Morally he is lax
And maybe that's the problem
(We know what you got boy)
(We know what you got boy)
(We know what you got boy, what you got)
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
You shiver and shake
You're doin' Swan Lake
All over the place
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
(The Willys do this to you)
(The Willys do this to you)
(The Willys do this to you, to you)
(We know what you got, boy)
(We know what you got, boy)
(We know what you got, boy, what you got
what you got, what you got)
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
You shiver and shake
You're doin' Swan Lake
All over the place
They call it the Willys
They call it the Willys
I'm speaking Chinese
I'm swinging from trees
I'm wearing your gowns
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Thanks to Neil Murray
I may not have another friend
I may be broke, God knows I love to spend
The phone don't ring, there is no mail today
But that's all OK, it tells your friends just went
Things can change overnight I know
Things can change overnight
Things can change overnight I know
Things can change overnight
Stare out the window at the lawn
Turn on the TV though there's nothing on
Maybe a pet is what I really need
Or else a book to read, I could have so much to see
Things can change overnight I know
Things can change overnight
Things can change overnight I know
Things can change overnight
Somebody out there listen please
Make something happen to me, can you, please ?
Things can change overnight I know
Things can change overnight
Things can change overnight I know
Things can change overnight
Zoo time is she and you time
The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave
Flying domestic flying
And when the stewardess is near do not show any fear
Heartbeat increasing heartbeat
You are a khaki-coloured bombadier it's Hiroshima that you're nearing
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave
Daily, except for Sunday
You dawdle in to the cafe where you meet her each day
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
As twenty cannibals have hold of you, they need their protein just like you do
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave
Shower, another shower
You've got to look your best for her and be clean everywhere
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
The rain is pouring on the foreign town, the bullets cannot cut you down
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave
Census, the latest census
There'll be more girls who live in town though not enough to go round
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You know that:
This town isn't big enough,
not big enough for both of us
This town isn't big enough,
not big enough for both of us
And I ain't gonna leave
Extra verse in the original version:
Choosing, the girl is choosing,
between the man who's well-to-do
and the man who is you.
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
There is a panic-selling jamboree
Now he's a liability.
On the 'One And A HalfNelson' bootleg the last two lines are replaced with:
you're in a court, the jury has arrived with guilt admitted
On the 1976 'Big Beat' tour and on the 'Amateur Hour'-CD a whole other verse was sung
Why is there time
Why is there space
Why are there dogs and cats and trees
and the human race
And why am I here and not over there
And why are there nuns
And why do they pray
And where do we go when we pass away
And why when I ask my Dad does he say
Go ask your Mom or just go away
And O.K., I'll go away, but they won't go away
Chorus:
Those mysteries
Tomorrow I'll find out all I should know
Those mysteries
I don't even know what I don't even know
Those mysteries
They're hanging around and around and around around
Why is there you
Why is there me
Why does my Mother kiss my Father occasionally
And why am I sore whenever I'm hit
And why is there France
And why is there Spain
And why am I here and why is there rain
And why when I ask my Dad does he say
Go ask your Mom or just go away
And O.K., I'll go away, but they won't go away
(Chorus)
Just like everything else in this world
Time wreaks havoc on every girl
What do you do, what do you do,
what do you do?
Throw her away and get a new one
If you've got a girl with elegant taste
It's only a matter of time
Bowling or root beer or taking the train
A girl in her decline
Throw her away and get a new one,
Throw her away and get a new one,
Throw her away and get a new one,
a new one
Just like everything else in this world
Changes come to the strongest of girls
What do you do, what do you do,
what do you do?
Throw her away and get a new one
Now may we present, she's the top of
the line a 1959
In top notch shape, but it's always
the same
It's only a matter of time
Throw her away and get a new one,
Throw her away and get a new one,
Throw her away and get a new one,
a new one
If you've got a girl, better look at her waist
If you've got a girl, better check out her face
Or maybe it's only a change in your taste
Throw her away and get a new one,
Throw her away and get a new one,
Throw her away and get a new one,
a new one
I've got a snapshot of your Aunt Maureen
She's 90 and you're a teen
I'm trying to cheer you up
Don't be so mean, don't be so mean
Crach, bam, now you're looking good
Tip Top, now you're feeling good
Once more, here's your Aunt Maureen
Don't you feel good, don't you feel good
Chorus:
Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens, the kind
you don't see in magazines
Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens, the kind
you don't see on T.V. screens
Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens
Wake up to music
And say you're too sick to go to work
Soon, you will lose all your zits
Tight sweaters no longer fit
Jetsetters will make their pitch
I told you so, I told you so
Chorus
Don't eat that ice cream
It is vanilla
Give it to me
Don't eat that pastry
What's in the middle
Give it to me
Don't eat that burger
Has it got mayonnaise
Give it to me
Keep that mystique up
And wear a "D" cup
No matter what
Don't eat no curry
Before a very
Important date
Do I look so knowing and old and wise
Maby it's those Dacron ties
How come you keep asking me
For Tips For Teens, for Tips For Teens
Crach, bam, now you're looking good
Tip Top, now you're feeling good
Once more, here's your Aunt Maureen
Don't you feel good, don't you feel good
Chorus
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Harry, it's good of you to stay
Hear every word I say
And not just duck away
God, these drinks are something warm and watered down
Barkeep, how 'bout some ice
Hey, Harry sit back down
Say, that little thing there's fine from behind
They all look good after three or four,
So drink Harry, drink Harry,
Drink 'til you can't see no more
of anything, no more of anything
Drink Harry, drink Harry, drink 'til you can't see no more
For months, for years,
Tits were once a source of fun and games at home
And now she says, tits are only there to feed our little Joe
So that he'll grow
Harry, it's really rough at home
I've caught her on the phone
Hey, who's that on the phone?
Oh, that's no one dear,
The standard sort of line
Harry, you know me well,
You know that I'm not blind
Hey, you ain't been drinking
Don't you know I'm buying?
They all taste good after three or four
So drink Harry, drink Harry, drink 'til you can't drink no more
of anything, no more of anything
Drink Harry, drink 'til you can't drink no more
How well I know
Tits were only there for fun and games at home
And now she says, tits are only there to feed our little Joe
So that he'll grow
God, the room is spinning round
Hey, drive me home old pal
God, you sure get around
Harry, I know it's you who's breaking up my home
Harry, don't say a word, just drop me off at home
Harry, forgive me Harry, let's have just one more
It's all so good after three or four
It's all so good after three or four
It's all so good after three or four
So let's drink Harry, drink 'til we can't drink no more
of anything, no more of anything
Drink Harry, drink Harry, drink 'til we can't drink no more
How well I know
Tits were once a source of fun and games at home
And now she says, tits are only there to feed our little Joe
So that he'll grow into a man
So let's drink Harry, drink 'til we can't see no more, etc
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Thanks to Neil Murray and Ola Martinsson.
It's been a trying day
A signed sealed and throw it away day kind of day
The cow tripped while jumping the moon day kind of day
A day that won't end till it's had the last laugh on you
God, it's been a trying day
It's been a trying day
A Pearl Harbor, Nero is fiddling Mein Kampf day
A black plague, a stock market crashing kind of day
A day that won't end till it's had the last laugh on you
God. it's been a trying day
Well step right up
Cos misery loves another unpleasant person
You fit the bill much better than anybody else
You say you got it tough, well tell me just how tough
On this trying day
It's been a trying day
The hills are alive with the sound of coughs and cries
The corn is as high as a stand-up comic's eye
I wish that today would have happened years ago
God, on this trying day
Well step right up
Cos misery loves another unpleasant person
You fit the bill much better than anybody else
Let's dance around the room and spread a little gloom
On this trying day
It's been a trying day
It's been a trying day
It's been a trying day
A signed sealed and throw it away day kind of day
A trying day
A Pearl Harbor, Nero is fiddling Mein Kampf day
A trying day
The hills are alive with the sound of coughs and cries
We're just a gleam in lover's eyes, steam on sweaty bodies in the night
One of us might make it through, the rest will disappear like dew
Pressure building, gettin' hot, give it, give it, give it all you got
When that love explosion comes, my, oh my, we want to be someone
CHORUS
Tryouts for the human race, from Burlington to Bonn
Ah, we are a quarter billion strong
Tryouts for the human race, from twilight time 'til dawn
We just want to be someone
We're the future and the past, we're the only way you're gonna last
We're just pawns in a funny game, tiny actors in the oldest play
It's an angry sea we face, just to get the chance to join the race
Gotta make it, gotta try, gotta get the chance to live and die
CHORUS
We must, we must, we must leave from here
We must, we must, we must, we must leave from here
Gotta make our play, gotta get away
Gotta make our play, gotta get away
Gotta make our play, gotta get away
Gotta make our play
Let us out of here, let us out of here, let us out of here
We just want to feel the sun and be your little daughter or your son
We're just words that lovers use, words thaat light that automatic
fuse
When that love explosion comes, my, oh my, we want to be someone
CHORUS
Extra verse in the 1979 12" version (thanks Clive Hocker)
We just want to feel the sun and be your little daughter or your son
We're just words that lovers use, words thaat light that automatic fuse
Still we're at the mercy of the passion of the helpers of the Lord
When that love explosion comes, my, oh my, we want to be someone
For the Cantonese lyrics: thanks to Chris Devonshire-Ellis
I'm Tsui Hark, I'm a film director
I'm Tsui Hark, I'm a film director
I've made several films
I'm Tsui Hark, I'm a film director
I've won several awards for my films
My first film was
The Butterfly Murders
Shanghai Blues
Peking Opera Blues
Swordsman, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Chinese Ghost Story, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Once Upon a Time In China, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
And several other films
I'm Tsui Hark, I'm a film director
I've made several films
I'm Tsui Hark, I'm a film director
I've won several awards for my films
Cantonese lyrics:
"Mgoy my dan" (the bill please)
"Yat Yee San Say Ng Lok Chat Baat Gao Sarp" (1 to 10)
"Tsimshatsui" (an area of Hong Kong)
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
You always know what the story is
Beautiful girls with ugly guys
What do they take us for anyway?
Ugly guys, with beautiful girls
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
As they walk down the street arm in arm
I see them
And once again feel the need to ask myself the question.
The question that has weighed heavily on me of late.
How is it possible that a guy and a girl
So dissimilar in physical appearance,
There being such a disparity in how attractive each is,
Be nonetheless in what would appear to be a relationship?
It ain't doe with smoke and mirrors,
It ain't done with smoke and mirrors,
It ain't done with smoke and mirrors
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
How do we explain this?
An attraction of opposites?
No, that theory has been refuted
By many experts in the fields of human psychology.
A much greater attraction seems to come from one more similar to oneself.
Personality perhaps?
Without intending to sound judgmental,
That he doesn't look like
What was once called "Half wire" or "The life of the party".
He appears rather expressionless.
His movements are stiff and even awkward.
Perhaps he's a person of some intellect - an expert in science,
The arts, political theory.
No, I think not.
See how well tailored his clothes are,
How well cut his hair is.
It ain't done with smoke and mirrors.
It ain't done with smoke and mirrors.
It ain't done with smoke and mirrors.
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
I must confess to you, my listeners,
That I have to be a little less than honest
In pretending I had no answers to my previous questions.
You see, I lost someone very dear to me,
Someone very beautiful,
To someone much like him.
Ah, you ask, surely there must have been
Other areas
Where you were deficient and he was not.
No, I don't believe so.
My shortcomings were of an economic nature.
He was rich, I was not.
You see, I underestimated the appeal to her of things -
Imported things on wheels, large things with manicured lawns and Olympic
swimming pools,
Things to wear around her neck that would glisten in the night light.
Things.
Still I am not bitter.
Rather, I am an observer
Who saw first hand how life may not be fair.
Would things have turned out differently
Between me and her
Had I moved the corporate ladder quicker,
Been born of more noble stock,
Or done better on one of our journeys to Las Vegas?
Perhaps.
In fact, I am certain of it.
Things would have turned out differently
Between me and her.
I know this now.
It ain't done with smoke and mirrors.
Ugly guys with beautiful girls.
You always know what the story is.
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
Nobody miss diminutive offspring
Not when there's big wigs there, there
Dinner for twelve is now dinner for ten
'Cause I'm under the table with her
I give a yelp and they throw me a cutlet
Somebody pats her hair, hair
Everyone's nice to the subhuman species
I'm under the table with her
People all around the world are having only rice and tea
Two of them should come and take the place of Loura Lee and me
(repeat)
Why don't you please go with me underground
Down under seas, you and me underground
Once I dreamed I was on a basement tape Took in just one take
Oh Lord, we gained our world distribution by relevant means
Jazz folk-rock fusion appealed to the teens
Oh wont you please go with me underground
Where love is free and supergroups can be found
Take the plunge now deep into the earth
Where heavy sets do lurk
Oh you and I and mystery follows close at our heels
Whispering secrets and travelling concealed
Down under cities and roots of the trees
Oh how I love you in times such as these
We shall sail off over rainbows till we spy the
lands that come together
Smiles will greet us, heads will turn to meet
us as we make the scene, as we make the scene
Oh wont you please go with me underground
Oh wont you please follow me underground
Oh wont you please please please
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Man there's so much stuff up here
A quarter pound of lean ideas
Half a pound of dirty jokes
One pound of non-essential quotes
It's where the dreamin' starts (Upstairs)
It's where the jokin' starts (Upstairs)
You got some small ideas (Upstairs)
You got some big ideas (Upstairs)
It's where you calculate
It's where you speculate
Chorus:
Upstairs, Upstairs, why don't you get out of there
Upstairs, Upstairs, why don't you get out of there
Upstairs, Upstairs, why don't you get out of my head
You are low on foreign words
Better meet a foreign girl
Take a foreign girl upstairs
And learn a lot of foreign words
A little enchante (Upstairs)
A little hey, ole (Upstairs)
Ich heisse Billy Boy (Upstairs)
A little soya sauce (Upstairs)
You got some big ideas
You got some big ideas
Chorus
When you want the art to start
You cue the left side and the art will
Start to flow and flow and flow
And leave a stain on all your carpets
Chorus
When you want the intellect
You cue the right side and you can
Collect the Nobel Prize in person
Or have someone mail it to you
Chorus
Crammed with common phobias
Still, it's a utopia
This is where you kill a guy
And you know he's still alive
Chorus
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Wack Wack Wacky Wacky Women
Wack Wack Wacky Wacky Women
Hello, everybody, this is Russel
Right before I sing I'm gonna make a muscle
Now that's out of my system
Here's some M=FCnchen wisdom (what are you on Anders! -Steve)
They're cool and they know it
Don't drool or you'll blow it
Wack Wack Wacky Wacky Women
Wack Wack Wacky Wacky Women
All they like is sex and sitcoms
Try to suave, they'll kick you in the bonbons
Medic, Medic, Medic, Medic
There goes my athletics
I'm bananas over
I'm bananas over
Wack Wack Wacky Wacky Women
Wack Wack Wacky Wacky Women
Order in the court and here's the charges
Under the influence of Wacky Women
How do you plead, quit making muscles
"Guilty, Guilty"
Have mercy you honor
Show compassion you honor
My feelings are genuine
Don't take me away from them
Don't take me away from them
Wack Wack Wacky Wacky Women
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Hey everybody, what do you know
What are all these bands so angry about?
Hey everybody, what do you say,
Someone's stolen our spotlight, Ray
Hey everybody, what do you say,
What are all these bands so angry about?
Hey everybody, what do you know,
Someone's stolen our thunder, Joe
Hey everybody, what do you know
What are all these bands so angry about?
Hey everybody, what do you know
Someone's stolen our thunder, Joe
Hey everybody, what do you know,
What are all these bands so angry about?
Hey everybody, what can we do?
Crank it up just a notch or two?
Hey everybody, what can we do?
What are all these bands so angry about?
Hey everybody, they called our bluff
Our profane ain't profane enough
Hey everybody, they called our bluff
What are all these bands so angry about?
Hey everybody, what do you say?
Someone's bounced us from center stage
Some might have done it, but not today
Beethoven, Coltrane or Lady Day
Some might have done it, but not today
What are all these things besieging us now
Some might have done it, broken on through
Wagner, Tatum or Howlin' Wolf
Some might have done what we'll never do
What are all these bands so angry about?
Hey everybody, what do you know
Something's stolen our thunder, Joe
Hey everybody, what do you know
What are all these bands so angry about?
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann
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Thanks to Neil Murray and Ola Martinsson.
If you really want to have my loving
All you've got to do is not be lazy
If you really need to have my loving
All you've got to do is send me crazy
All you've got to do is show me kindness
And a kind of sensible awareness
What would Katherine Hepburn say, were she in my play ?
What would Katherine Hepburn do, were she in my shoes ?
What would Katherine Hepburn feel, here behind the wheel ?
There are certain people I would cling to
People who are good with their decisions
There are certain people I would sing to
People with unpopular positions
People who have never been to Paris
People who don't ever look embarrassed
What would Katherine Hepburn say, were she in my play ?
What would Katherine Hepburn do, were she in my shoes ?
What would Katherine Hepburn feel, here beind the wheel
Of my shiny new car, would she feel,
That I'm going too far, would she feel ?
Would she feel ?
What does she appear to say ? I can't hear her
What does she appear to say ? I can't hear her
What does she appear to say? Hey, hey, hey, hey
It's not as if our love is like a mountain
It's not as if our love is like a river
It's not as if it's deeper than the ocean
It's the kind of love that gives me shivers
It's the kind of love that don't need moonlight
It's the kind of love that don't get uptight
I'm sorry
What would Katherine Hepburn say, were she in my play ?
What would Katherine Hepburn do, were she in my shoes ?
What would Katherine Hepburn feel, here beind the wheel
What would Katherine Hepburn say, I can't hear her
What would Katherine Hepburn say, I can't hear her
What would Katherine Hepburn say, I can't hear her
Thanks to Neil Murray and Ola Martinsson.
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Some girls like a guy who's smart, guys who operate on hearts,
Or a guy with a real good part or a guy who's in the charts.
We don't care about none of that, we just care about shoes and hats
You got such a lousy car, what you wear is what you are.
What you're wearing, I've got to know, what you're wearing
I've got to know, straight from the closet right to the heart,
What you're wearing, open the door, fall apart.
Big decisions all the time, is it yours or is it mine ?
Should we blend in or stand out ? Something subtle, something loud ?
We don't care, it's all the same, watch the coffee, watch the stain
Don't like wrinkles, don't like rain, will it shrink or will it stay ?
I don't know, I don't know, etc. What you're wearing, etc.
When I wake up and you're there, kind of drabsy, kind of fair,
Sure I love you just as much, very nearly just as much.
Thanks a lot, that's really nice, mind if I give some advice ?
I know that you try to please, when you hug me watch the crease !
I don't know, what you're wearing, I've got to know
I don't know, what you're wearing, I've got to know, etc.
No, no use in lecturing them, or in threatening them
They will just say "who are you"
Is that a question or not, and you see that the plot
Is predictable, not new
But you're still stunned at the things you will do
No, no use in taking their time or in wasting two dimes
On a call to God knows who
When all you feel is the rain and it's hard to be vain
When no person looks at you
So just be gracious and wait in the queue
CHORUS
So when do I get to sing "My Way"
When do I get to feel like Sinatra felt
When do I get to sing "My Way"
In heaven or hell
When do I get to do it my way
When do I get to feel like Sid Vicious felt
When do I get to sing "My Way"
In heaven or hell
Yes, it's a tradition they say, like a bright Christmas Day
And traditions must go on
And though I say, yes I see, no I really don't see
Is my smiley face still on?
Sign your name with an X, mow the lawn
CHORUS
They'll introduce me, "Hello, hello"
Women seduce me and champagne flows
Then the lights go low
There's only one song I know
There, this home which once was serene, now is home to the screams
And to flying plates and shoes
But I have no souvenirs of these crackerjack years
Not a moment I could choose
And not one offer that I could refuse
CHORUS
Out of the doorway, into the morning
Wish I was a bird that was migratory
Spoken half in jest, catch the bird that's in my nest
Out of the doorway, into the morning
All of them seem to be selling something
Illegal substances, or an hour with no kisses
Though I am tempted, they are pre-empted
You and your rosary are exempted
From criminality, still there is a duality
You'll never know it, I'll never show it
Only I hear it, only I know that
What's apropos for me, may for thee be blasphemy
And the hills are alive with the sound of music
CHORUS
When I kiss you, when I kiss you
I hear Charlie Parker playing
Will I miss you, will I miss you
When the playing ends one night
When I kiss you, when I kiss you
I hear Charlie Parker playing
Will I miss you, will I miss you
When I finally see the light
Where are they going, what are they doing
Who are they chasing, who are they suing
It all ends up OK in this Tennessee Williams play
What are they facing, who are they casing
When you're attacked, tell me, who are you macing
For me it's all just fine, 'cause she's a Frank Lloyd Wright design
The finest of material
A little asymmetrical
But that's the way it goes, my love for her just grows and grows
It's bigger than Fuji, bigger than Fuji
Sometimes she's a little screwy
But all that is offset when we dispense with etiquette
And the hills are alive with the sound of music
CHORUS
Out of the doorway, into the morning
Wish I was a bird that was predatory
Spoken half in jest, catch the bird that's in my nest
There's rebel advances, labor disputes
Somebody's shot and somebody shoots
And hits the bullseye -bam- captured on a portacam
And the hills are alive with the sound of music
CHORUS
When I'm with you
I never have a problem when I'm with you
I'm really well-adjusted when I'm with you, with you, with you
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I lose a lot of sleep when I'm with you
I meet a lot of people when I'm with you, with you, with you
When I'm with you
It's the break on the song
When I should say something special
But the pressure is on and I can't make up nothing special
Not when I'm with you
When I'm with you
I never feel like garbage when I'm with you
I almost feel normal when I'm with you, with you, with you
When I'm with you
When I'm with you
I'm always hot and bothered when I'm with you
I always need a shower when I'm with you, with you, with you
When I'm with you
It's the break on the song
When I should say something special
But the pressure is on and I can't make up nothing special
Not when I'm with you
When I'm with you
I never need a mirror when I'm with you
I don't care what I look like when I'm with you, with you, with you
When I'm with you
(REPEAT)
(Where's my girl, who stole my girl)
Where's my girl, who stole my girl
Where's my girl, who stole my girl, tell me
where can she be
Well, here's a plea to you listeners everywhere
Help me to find my baby
She's incredible, keep your hands off of her
Keep off, keep off, keep off
Where's my girl, who stole my girl
Where's my girl, who stole my girl, tell me where can she be
Well, here's a photo a couple of years ago
She is quite a bit better
She is better, and out of my life and it's too bad, too bad, it's too
bad that...
She's been seen with Belmondo
Eating snails in some bistro
Seen in London and seen in Spain
Seen in L.A. with the Dodger team
Seen in Tokyo with Mifune
Having sushi and hot sake
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Where's my girl, I'm calmer now
Where's my girl, I want her now
A joke's a joke, I want her now
Where's my girl, who stole my girl
Well, no one has any principles nowadays
No one has any principles
No one has any principles nowadays
No one, no one
Well, no one has that integrity nowadays
No one has that integrity
No one has that integrity nowadays
No one, no one
Never will I look at another girl
Never will I look
Never will I look at another girl
Hey wait, hey wait
Here she is
Whippings and apologies
Over and over they did it to her when she disagreed
Whippings and apologies
Over and over and over and over
And you know that thats not right
And now its me that she hates, its me that she hates
What's good enough for Adam
Is good enough for me
I'm awfully glad we got 'em
They're easy to see (as long as they're)
White women everywhere
There's always a replacement, anytime,
anywhere
They walk without a swagger
Their power's on the wane
But something deep within me
Cries out all the same (it's gotta be)
White women everyday
To me it doesn't matter that their
skin's passe
As long as they're white
As long as they're white
As long as they're white from head to toe
As long as they're white
As long as they're white
As long as they're white I'll have a go
White women, everywhere
The places that I'm cruising
The places that I stay
Are filled with Anglo-Saxons
And I get my way
White women, everyday
You can see'em blush, at least by
light of day
I've tried most every package
From Peking to Berdoo
I'm sticking with a brand name
I'm sticking with you
Because you're a white woman, so
very fair
Because you're a white woman, so very fair
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
You got a cigar, heres a couple more
because the offspring are springing through swinging doors
into a world of "Aint he cute, he looks a lot like his father" and Here comes another
Of that proof that Im not just a vegetable,
the little Proof that Im more than a mineral,
the little Proof that Im just like the next guy,
whoever he may be
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
Crawl, walk, running around
Living proof that I'm really sound
They'll ensure Im always around
And your bit and my bit'll do their dance
to body rumblings And tumblings and rote romance
and all the while I'm thinking,
deeply thinking, hey whats it gonna be Sod or celebrity
(Boy or girl)
(Boy or girl)
Oh well its off to work
And so long baby, kiss him goodbye for me
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
Crawl, walk, running around
Living proof that I'm really sound
They'll ensure Im always around
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
Who don't like kids, who don't like kids
There's more in the wings shall we bring them on or
Shall we just sit and talk 'til the early morn and
Recite sweet nothings (sweet, nothings)
In everybodys ear
Who don't like kids
Who don't like kids
Who don't like kids
Who don't like kids
Crawl, walk, running around
Living proof that Im really sound
They'll ensure I'm always around
Who don't like kids
Who don't like kids
Who don't like kids
Who don't like kids
Living proof that I'm really sound
They'll ensure I'm always around
The mountains may crumble
And cover the road to you
But I'll fight to break on through
With all my might
The ocean may rise up
And wash you away from me
But I'll bring you back, you see
With all my might
With all my might I'll fight the dragons
That hang around you night and day
And when I see your spirit's sagging
I'll hype you up in my own way
The noise of my heartbeat
May cover the words I say
But I'll scream and have my say
With all my might
With all my might I'll fight the dragons
That hang around you night and day
And when I see your spirit's sagging
I'll hype you up in my own way
But you're independent
And maybe you'll leave someday
I'll try to say that's okay
With all my might
The perfect invention
Is something that keeps you here
And I aim to keep you here
With all my might
I know that it's shaky
I hope I'm not history
I want you to stay with me
With all my might
The canopy over the main doorway of the Ritz hotel
Had served as a very large umbrella when the May rains fell
Still the men of Paris glistened and their ladies did as well
As long as their powder was dry there'd be some heterosexual thrills
With or without the protection of the Paris Ritz hotel
And every single Parisian will love tonight without using hands
And these are the slides that Mary took when we were overseas
Oh, look at the funny little Frenchman with some French company
There's the Ritz hotel where me and Mary Stayed a couple of days
Jerry, let go of your sister, what is wrong with you today
Sit over there with your mother and let's sing La Marseillaise
The only way children are punished, unlike old times is without using
hands
Oh, what a lovely city, city, city, city
Oh, what a lovely city, city, city, city
Oh, what a lovely city, city, city, city
Oh, what a lovely city, city, city, city
Oh, are you willing to go
Oh, are you willing to go
How about letting me know, without using hands
When the explosion rocked the lobby of the Ritz hotel
Nobody moved for fear of learning that they weren't all that well
Is there is anybody missing, answer only if you're well
Everyone cheered the good fortune, for indeed it turned out well
Only the manager suffered, but at least his face looks swell
The manager is going to live his entire life Without using hands
Without using hands, etc.
She was a wonder girl (some girl, that girl)
She was a wonder girl (some girl, that girl)
It was a grand old time we had
She was there and I was pretty glad about that too
Knowing that she knew a thing or two
She was a wonder girl (some girl, that girl)
She was a wonder to her friends
It's a wonder that she always started trends
And after all, trends make us contenders in the fall
Wonder girl, do me right at this ungodly hour
She was a wonder to her dad
A self-made man who owned all that he had
And after all, self-made men have daughters
who just won't ball
Wonder girl, make me a wonder boy
She was a wonder girl (some girl, that girl)
Thanks to Steve Whitehead
You're alone and I am too
You're my idea of a pretty view
You can move or so it seems
I bet we'd make a decent team
I'm not asking for all your time
A song or two would suit me fine
I'm not asking for you to say
that you'll be with me all the way
Shut your mind off for a while
Concentrate on the latest style
And everything's alright
CHORUS
Yes or no
I'll take it fast or slow
I'll make it easy for you to decide
Yes or no
You've got to let it go
Just take a stance
Either dance or tell me no
If you've got somewhere to be
If you've got someone besides me
Let me know don't put me on
If it's not right then I'll be gone
All those dancers can't be wrong
All those answers'd take too long
So tell me tell me now
CHORUS
All of my life I've been artistico
Everyone else became muy rico
Now I am feeling a bit perdido
Yo quiero mas dinero
Yo quiero mas dinero
From Enero to Enero
Coming soon, well, yo espero
Yo quiero mas dinero
She's not exactly a compesina
Always inhaling her medicina
Legs like a Soviet ballerina
Todo el mundo says ® superfina ¯
Shoes on her feet yell out
- we're from Prada -
All that I have is a lot of nada
Yo quiero mas dinero
Friends say amigo, hey, peligrosa
You better try for another cosa
If you're not driving a Testarrosa
She'll fly away like a mariposa
So I am left with my idealismo
Which doesn't get you a Grand Turismo
Yo quiero mas dinero
I walk on up to her sin cuidado
I am as cool as an avocado
But then I turn into guacamole
When she says sorry, my little honey
You look a little bit artistico
More to the point you look far from rico
Yo quiero mas dinero
Yo quiero mas dinero
From Enero to Enero
Coming soon, well, yo espero
Yo quiero mas dinero
English translation:
All of my life I've been artistic
Everyone else became very rich
Now I am feeling a bit lost
I want some more money
I want some more money
From January to January
Coming soon, well, I'm waiting
I want some more money
She's not exactly a peasant
Always inhaling her medicine
Legs like a Soviet ballerina
Everybody says superslim ?
Shoes on her feet yell out
- we're from Prada -
All that I have is a lot of nothing
I want some more money
Friends say my friend, hey, she's dangerous
You better try for another thing
If you're not driving a Testarrosa
She'll fly away like a butterfly
So I am left with my idealism
Which doesn't get you a Grand Tourism
I want some more money
I walk on up to her carelessly
I am as cool as an avocado
But then I turn into guacamole
When she says sorry, my little honey
You look a little bit artistic
More to the point you look far from being rich
I want some more money
I want some more money
From January to January
Coming soon, well, I'm waiting
I want some more money
(Thanks to Ludovic Chanut (lyrics) and Alex Konstantinov (translation))
I've done my best to forget you
Dumped your perfume down my drain
My telephone is always in use, day and night
You've got a weird conception of love
If you thought that was love
Like a rocket, I am ready to fly
Back lit so you can't see their faces
Your replacement is everywhere
Brown bodies just a little too wide prance around
O.K., let's say my judgement was poor
Give me one more chance
And like a rocket, I will fly to your side
You got a hold of my heart
You got a hold of my heart
You got a hold of my heart
I've done my very best to forget you
And in fact, I failed
And like a rocket, I will fly to your side
You got a hold of my heart
You got a hold of my heart
You got a hold of my heart
The grass is greener on the other side
That's what some old guy said
But I know that old guy must have lied
Or he was out of his head
You got a hold of my heart
You got a hold of my heart
You got a hold of my heart
I like their arms
I like their legs
I like their lips
Their widening hips
Their radios
They live at home
They don't have cars
I have a home
I have a car
They like that, they like that
Young girls haven't seen the whole night
And they hold you, though it might not be tight
And they will kiss you, though it might not be right
Because they're young girls
Young girls, I don't care what they say
I got tove you, each and every day
I feel you , don't care what they say
Young girls
I like their talk
Small little words
I like their style
Less of the guile
They're straight with you
Don't analyze
Don't analyze
You've seen too much
I like the touch
Of young girls, of young girls
Young girls haven't seen the whole night
And they hold you, though it might not be tight
And they will kiss you, though it might not be right
Because they're young girls
Young girls, I don't care what they say
I got to have you, each and every day
I feel you , don't care what they say
Young girls
Please hold.
Please hold
Please hold
I'm getting mixed signals,
Mixed signals
Mixed signals
Mixed signals
At first she said: "Your call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold, Please hold."
Then she said: "You call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold. Please hold."
At first she said: "Your call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold, Please hold."
Then she said: "You call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold. Please hold."
At first she said: "Your call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold, Please hold."
Then she said: "You call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold. Please hold."
At first she said: "Your call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold, Please hold."
Then she said: "You call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold. Please hold."
Green, green light, red light
Green, green light, red light
At first she said: "green light"
And then she said: "red light"
At first she said: "Your call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold, Please hold."
Then she said: "You call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold. Please hold."
Green, green light, red light
Green, green light, red light
At first she said: "Your call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold, Please hold."
Then she said: "You call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold. Please hold."
At first she said: "Your call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold, Please hold."
Then she said: "You call is very important to us"
And then she said: "Please hold. Please hold."
I'm getting mixed signals, mixed signals
Thanks to Gesine Friedmann