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Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold Look over there (where?) There, there's a lady that I used to know She's married now or engaged or something, so I'm told Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Tonight's the night when I go to all the parties down my street I wash my hair and I kid myself I look real smooth Look over there (where?) There, here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend They say that looks don't count for much, if so, there goes your proof Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here But if looks could kill There's a man there who is marked down as dead 'Cause I've had my fill Listen you, take your hands from her head I get so mean around the scene Hey, hey, hey Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around |
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Big shot, tell you what
Tell me what goes on around here Go on and get me in the corner Smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer Tell me that this world is no place for the weak Then you can look me in the eye And tell me if you see a trace of fear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Okay, what you say Tell me what they're wearing this year Go on and laugh at me 'cause you don't see That I got something going right here Say I'm just a dreamer, say I'm just a kid Well ace, shut your face Maybe you will see or hear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Big shot, thanks a lot Gotta go, it's getting late I got a date with my tailor now Thanks for putting me so straight Tell me how they robbed me blind on every street But check your watch and wallet now Before I go and you're too late You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Yeah |
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Mother doesn't go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes But every weekend through the door Come words of wisdom from the world outside If you want to know about the bishop and the actress If you want to know how to be a star If you want to know about the stains on the mattress You can read it in the Sunday papers, Sunday papers Mother's wheelchair stays out in the hall Why should she go out when the TV's on Whatever moves beyond these walls She'll know the facts when Sunday comes along If you want to know about the mad punk rockers If you want to know how to play guitar If you want to know about any other suckers You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Brother's heading that way now I guess He just read something made his face turn blue Well I got nothing against the press They wouldn't print it if it wasn't true If you want to know about the gay politician If you want to know how to drive your car If you want to know about the new sex position You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers |
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Pretty soon now, you know I'm gonna make a comeback
And like the birds and the bees in the trees, it's a sure-fire smash I'll speak to the masses through the media And if you got anything to say to me, you can say it with cash 'Cause I've got the trash And you got the cash So baby we should get along fine So give me all your money 'Cause I know you think I'm funny, yeah Can't you hear me laughing Can't you see me smile I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the hula hoop I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the yo-yo Kung fu, well that was one of my good ones Well what's a few broken bones when we all know it's good clean fun Skateboards, I've almost made them respectable You see I can't always get through to you, so I go for your son I had a giant rubber shark And it really made a mark Did you looka looka lookit all the blood So give me all your money 'Cause I know you think I'm funny, yeah Can't you hear me laughing Can't you see me smile I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the hula hoop I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the yo-yo Right now, I think I'm gonna plan a new trend Because the line on the graph's getting low and we can't have that And you think you're immune, but I can sell you anything Anything from a thin safety pin to a pork pie hat 'Cause I've got the trash And you got the cash So baby we should get along fine Why don't you give me all your money 'Cause I know you think I'm funny, yeah Can't you hear me laughing Can't you see me smile I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the hula hoop I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the yo-yo I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the hula hoop I'm the man I'm the man that gave you the yo-yo |
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What do you want - blood?
Kids today - they're all the same All call themselves - some crazy name Monks and Rockers and Beatle freaks Punks and Skunks and Kooks and Geeks Look in a mirror but you can't see your face Look in a mirror but you can't see your face All those drugs - they can't be sane All that noise - affects their brains Sniffin' pot - smoking glue Whatever terrible things they do Smokin' LSD and such It must be the reason why they can't talk much And it's such a crime How they waste their time They can't get nowhere They've all gone Beat Crazy Beat Crazy! They say the world - is in a mess But they can talk - the way they dress See the knee through the hole in their jeans A hole in their pocket and it looks so mean Hole in the T Shirt - what's that you said? You're about as clever as a hole in the head Can't get no jobs - can't get careers With safety pins - stuck through their ears Cut your hair - dye it green See it shine - with Brylcreem A little dabble here - a little dab a day Or rub a dub it in a dreadlocks way And it's such a crime How they waste their time They can't get nowhere They've all gone Beat Crazy Beat Crazy! And if the Russians ever come They'll all be beating bongo drums Damn - beatniks rule! Dropped out of kindergarten Dropped out of school Really hot on my bongo drums Really hot on my bongo drums So who'll defend - in World War III Where could we turn - where would they be Tell her! Down the cellar - filled with smoke Laughing at the latest joke Doing the latest dance to do The Fug and the Sheeny and the Suzi Q And it's such a crime How they waste their time They can't get nowhere They've all gone Beat Crazy Look in a mirror but you can't see your face Beat Crazy! |
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Don't you feel like trying something new
Don't you feel like breaking out or breaking us in two You don't do the things that I do You want to do things I can't do Always something breaking us in two You and I could never live alone But don't you feel like breaking out just one day on your own Why does what I'm saying hurt you I didn't say that we were through Always something breaking us in two They say two hearts should beat as one for us We'll fight it out to see it through I say that won't be too much fun for us Though it's oh so nice to get advice It's oh so hard to do Could we be much closer if we tried We could stay at home and stare into each other's eyes Maybe we could last an hour Maybe then we'd see right through Always something breaking us in two |
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Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis?
Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? I got to get away, study my geography I'm just a shadow of the boy I used to be I used to see the light, now it's all a mystery I used to feel the beat, now I feel a million miles from... Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? I used dirty words never too excessively But saying "rock'n'roll" never seemed so bad to me I once said it in hip and happy company I was in and out in a second on my way to... Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? Memphis - So where the hell is Memphis? I had a one-way ticket and a little radio I turned it on, heard the sound from twenty years ago Somebody smiled and said, that's the only way to go He died at twenty-one, now nobody's innocent in... Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? Somebody turned around, said, I got to disagree He wrote that sort of turn people out to anarchy He made them think about Marlon Brando on TV I guess they still went down against anything they got in... Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? I met a wise old man, he had longer hair than me He said, Memphis is nothing like it used to be A hundred dead guitarists lying in the cemetry I felt a sudden chill, now I'm not so sure about... Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? I'm on a lonesome train on a lonesome track I think I'll jump right off, head for home, double back And though I'm better now I know that no-one knows the facts I'm gonna start again, forget I ever heard about... Memphis - Where the hell is Memphis? |
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Sometimes you start feeling so lost and lonely
Then you find it's all been in your mind Sometimes you think someone is the one and only Can't you see it could be you and me? But if there's any doubt Then I think I'll leave it out 'Cause I'll tell you one thing You can't get what you want Till you know what you want Said you can't get what you want Till you know what you want Sometimes you keep busy reaching out for something You don't care, there's always something there Sometimes you can't see that all you need is one thing If it's right you could sleep at night But it can take some time But at least I'm here in line 'Cause I'll tell you one thing You can't get what you want Till you know what you want Said you can't get what you want Till you know what you want Sometimes you can't see that all you need is one thing If it's right you could sleep at night But it can take some time But at least I'm here in line 'Cause I'll tell you one thing You can't get what you want Till you know what you want Said you can't get what you want Till you know what you want I'll tell you one thing You can't get what you want, what you want I'll tell you one thing You can't get what you want, what you want |
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Won't you be my number two?
Me and number one are through There won't be too much to do Just smile when I feel blue And there's not much left of me What you get is what you see Is it worth the energy? I'll leave it up to you And if you got something to say to me Don't try to lay your funny ways on me I know that it's really not fair of me But my heart's seen too much action And every time I look at you You'll be who I want you to And I'll do what I can do To make a dream or two come true (If you'll be my) If you'll be my number two And if you got something to say to me Don't try to lay your funny ways on me I know that it's really not fair of me But my heart's seen too much action And every time I look at you You'll be who I want you to And I'll do what I can do To make a dream or two come true (If you'll be my) If you'll be my number two |
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Stop everything...
I think I hear the President The pied piper of the TV screen Is gonna make it simple And he's got it all mapped out And illustrated with cartoons Too hard for clever folks to understand Yeah, they're more used to words like: Ideology... But they say it's not the issue Ideology... They're not talkin' 'bout right or left They're talkin' 'bout... Right and wrong - do you know the difference Right and wrong - do you know the difference 'Tween the right and the left and the East and the West What you know and the things that you'll never see So what ya think- You like the Yankees or the Mets this year? And what about this latest war of words, And what about the Commies? You know, I saw the news last night All illustrated with cartoons So when they come with that opinion poll Yeah, they better not use words like: Ideology... Or try to tell me 'bout the issues Ideology... Whose side are you on 'Cause we're talkin' 'bout... Where are we? |
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Of all the stupid things I could have thought
This was the worst I started to believe That I was born at seventeen And all the stupid things The letters and the broken verse Stayed hidden at the bottom of the drawer They'd always been And now I plough through piles Of bills, receipts and credit cards And tickets and the Daily News And sometimes I just . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there We think we're pretty smart Us city slickers get around And when the going's rough We kill the pain and relocate We're never married Never faithful not to any town But we never leave the past behind We just accumulate So sometimes when the music stops I seem to hear a distant sound Of waves and seagulls Football crowds and church bells And I . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there Back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there |
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Stop - what's that sound
It's the death rattle of this rusty old town Stop - listen again It's the sound of laughter all along the Thames Hey - what's my line Do I have to stay here 'til the end of time I'm - good lookin' and bright I wanna see life after ten at night So if they ask you where I am I'm in the back of a Transit Van In a squat on the Earls Court Road Gone down to London turning coal into gold Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King Hey - what's your name The boys back home all seem to look the same You - should stick with me and one of us will make it, just you see Stop - what's that sound Seems like the sixties are still swingin' around Hey - can you hear me back there or is there anybody left to care So if you ask me where they are They're hanging tough in a Soho bar Playing guitars in the Underground Gone down to London tryin' to chase that sound Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King So I ask you should I cry or laugh Drinking tea in a Kings Cross Caff A leather jacket against the cold Gone down to London turning coal into gold Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King |
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Sometimes I feel so alive
Sometimes I see so clear Just like the way we always were So young and free from fear I lose my fear of war and dying and all the clouds just disappear Only my mirror sees me crying Each time I lose another year... Wouldn't be a drag to be like you Settling down and having kids and telling them what to do Well I'm gonna stay...19 forever We can do magic in these times be what we want to be We'll all be rock 'n' roll stars immortal on TV And if you see me looking tired I've just been sleeping thought the day But I got something to keep me wired So we can dance the night away Wouldn't it be a drag to be like them They're gonna sell out everything But I won't get fooled again 'Cause I'm gonna be... 19 forever You better believe it - you know my dream's still alive You can love it or leave it But I'm never gonna be 35 |
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