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You better top off your suntan
Otherwise your skin's gonna to turn to leather We'll make a movie in Vietnam Tax break said we're gonna shoot on location The rug says made in Korea Manufactured in a factory using cheap labor And all over Asia The third world's becoming a major league player [Chorus 1] Mass production in Saigon While auto workers laid off in Cleveland Hot jacuzzi in Taiwan With empty factories in Birmingham Now it's baby boomers in Hong Kong And cowboys in Vietnam Making their movies [Chorus 2] Big confusion in Hollywood Now it's American Major League in Japan Hamburger in China With sushi bars in Maine and Boston The dollar sign said expand those Now it's cowboys in Vietnam Making their movies Wake up in the White House Zip up your pants and get it together Take a look at your overseas neighbor Look at their strange behavior Take a look at your wigwam Inside it says that the product is Asian Once it was only in movies Now it's a product invasion [Chorus 1] You better top up your suntan Looks like we're in for heavy weather Economic meltdown Nobody said it would last forever Let's make a movie in Baghdad Take the culture right to the Third World Blow up a brand new civilization In the name of globalization [Chorus 2] Watch out! Ride off with your debts into the sunset |
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| 2. |
| 3:22 |
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You're asking me, "what's it leading to?
Will we live a long life, will it treat us fair?" No point asking me because I haven't got a clue You're asking me, "will it be alright?" If you're asking me don't take my advice And don't make me responsible For you living your life I could say there will be laughter, you will never cry I could just as easily go tell a lie, couldn't I, yeah What would come after, that would be unwise If that's what you really want Then get a life, get a life, get a life You're asking me, "will it be alright?" Because I've been around, I have the insight And I was there the first time so I must know what it's like If you're asking me, don't take my advice Do we learn from all the questions that we ask Do we listen to the past, we never do It's up to you to go and make your own mistakes Have a go and break a leg But please don't come home crying when you do You're asking me, don't take my advice Because I've been there before Doesn't come to pass That I have all the answers to the questions that you ask I'm telling you because you're asking me Anyway, what am I supposed to say Could say everything is really brilliant Anything to make your worries disappear Put your conscience in the clear And make you think there's nothing left to fear You're asking me, "what's it leading to? Will we live a long life, will it treat us fair?" No point asking me because I wasn't even there First time around it was really grand But inside something said to me Go get a life, get a life Now that I'm here I can't understand Why anyone is asking me, if I could give a damn I could say there will be laughter, you will never cry I could just as easily go tell a lie, couldn't I? Then what would come after, that would be unwise If that's what you really want then Get a life, get a life, get a life If you're asking me, don't take my advice |
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| 3. |
| 3:41 |
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Looking for the working man's caf챕
In the shopping center of the town Looking for somewhere to fit in In among the retail outlets Bought a pair of new designer pants Where the fruit and veg man used to stand I always used to see him there Selling old apples and pears Chatting up the pretty girls With knocked off goods in the van Don't you know he was a working man Long ago he was a working man And we sat in the working man's caf챕 The working man's caf챕 Everything around me seems unreal Everywhere I go it looks and feels like America We've really come a long way down this road Improving our surroundings as we go Changing our roots and culture But don't you know Long ago there was a working man Don't you know we were all working men And we'd sit and pass the time of day At the working man's caf챕 I thought I knew you then but will I know you now? There's gotta be a place for us to meet I'll call you when I've found it I only hope that life has made us a little more grounded Hey man, I see you now. Oh oh, we were all working men And here we are at the working man's caf챕 It's really good to see us come so far But haven't we forgotten who we are Taking out a larger loan Equity relief and mortgages We all seem to pass the time of day Online at the internet cafe And if you forget my face In case you've forgotten just who I am I'm the kid with the greasy spoon Firmly held in my hand Don't you know I was a working man Long ago we were all working men And we sat and spent the time of day At the working man's caf챕 Yeah, at the working man's caf챕 |
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| 4. |
| 4:18 |
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Listen to my heartbeat
Yeah, all fall down someone help me off of the ground Listen to my heartbeat Yeah, all fall down someone help me off of the ground Nelson and Starr He's got ten grandkids, she's the third missus He grooves around intensive care, strutting his stuff He's got a perfect mullet hanging down his back And Starr walks in, gives a little wiggle Makes old Nelson grin He tucks me in, touches my feet "Hey buddy, you know you got a slow heartbeat" Listen to my heartbeat Yeah, listen to my heartbeat And the marching band plays along Plays the morphine song on the charity ward Yeah the marching band plays its song Yeah, all fall down someone help me off of the ground Yeah, all fall down someone help me off of the ground And opposite me Brenda the alkie coughs so deep It's the drugs and the drink It could happen to anyone Sure makes me think And the bed beside her is full of cables and leads Nobody visits, nobody grieves Listen to my heartbeat Yeah, listen to my heartbeat Nelson and Starr He's got ten grandkids, she's the third missus Starr takes some blood out of my arm Rolls me over just like that Listen to my heartbeat, slow but clean While Brenda the alkie looks so mean They wheel her out, she starts to cry "If I don't get better, I'm gonna die I'll go cold turkey till I'm clean I'll go to jail but you get the morphine" Listen to my heartbeat lalalala lalalala Yeah, listen to my heartbeat lalalala lalalala And the marching band song Plays in the morgue at the charity ward Yeah, the marching band plays its song Yeah, all fall down someone help me off of the ground Listen to my heartbeat Yeah, all fall down someone help me off of the ground |
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| 5. |
| 4:29 |
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Sunlight and the city is barely awake
As all the early morning drifters make their way Headlights in the distance too bright for my eyes Still I love the dusk, the dawn, between times They are mine 'Cos you can't tell if it's day or night Do we see the moon or the sunlight? Everything around is so transitional Momentary lapse of rational Walking past the writing on the wall Something apocalyptic Then a momentary lapse of faith Before I become more optimistic Like a momentary loss of sight Fleetingly it went so wrong from right In a second it can change from night to day Any second love can turn to hate Sunlight and the city is barely awake As all the seconds in our lifetime drift away So live every moment and hold me so tight A second changes day to night I had a momentary loss of sight Fleetingly it went so wrong from right In a second you would change your point of view In my hesitation I lost you It only takes a moment sometimes The difference between joy and pain In a second you can look away Turn around to find it's all changed Because you can't tell if it's day or night Do we see the moon or the sunlight? Everything around is so transitional Momentary loss of rational Like a momentary loss of sight Fleetingly it went from dark to light In a second it can change from night to day But in a moment hope will find the way |
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| 6. |
| 4:39 |
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Hey girl let's begin again and try to help ourselves
We're like weary warriors who just came back from hell You can keep your territory, I will stay in mine Carefully negotiate and leave this battleground behind All we deserve is some peace in our time Unconditional love is better Peace in our time And it really doesn't matter 'Cos the world keeps going round Just like a roller coaster If you let it, it will crush you down All we deserve is some peace in our time I don't need no sympathy Just some peace of mind The two of us can't take it Gotta have a truce so we can start To pull it back together Otherwise we're gonna fall apart I'm tearing up the bunch of angry letters that you sent The living room's a wreck from all the rows The atmosphere is stifled with aggression Ultimatums, deadlines and depression Oh we both deserve a better life This friction's killing me Don't want to be a Buddhist but I need some peace and harmony and All that I ask is some peace in my time A little bit of understanding peace in our time And I know that we can make it But we gotta compromise Don't want no more division So end this war and live our lives 'Cos all we deserve is peace in our time Unconditional understanding peace in our time I'm tearing up the bunch of angry letters that you sent Peace in our time Peace in our time |
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| 7. |
| 3:13 |
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Why is it difficult to get things done
In the age of computers and communication? The powers that be say they can't keep a hold Of a world that is escalating out of control Out on the street there's a war going on And everything is going wild But a bureaucrat says, "We've lost your file So we'll put you on hold for a while" Hey man, call the D.A. Call the National Guard, call the president Call anyone in the land of the free 'Cause they ain't gonna listen to me Call the P.D., the emergency ?vacuation The Dalai Lama, Kofi Annan And they ain't gonna listen to me The voice on the phone says, 'We'll get right back' But they say all the computers are down And the chief prosecutor had to go out of town No one listen, nobody listens, no one listens to me Now we've got you in the system Somebody's gonna get back to you Then in a few more years we'll give your case a review No one listen, nobody listens, they ain't gonna listen to me Hey man, call the Government Write to City Hall, United Nations Tell the preacher at the missionary 'Cause they ain't gonna listen to me Blame the hurricane, blame the drug trade, the economy Blame the ghettos in the land of the free 'Cause they ain't gonna listen to me They ain't gonna listen to me Everybody knows it's a cryin' shame How the little guy gets kicked around Everybody I talk to agrees that if you wanna get heard It's connections that count I was minding my business When a bad situation occurred, shock, horror and fear Now the outcome is still unclear Hey man, I am the innocent party here They ain't gonna listen to me Tell the National Guard Tell the talk show on the TV Tell the winos in the old man bar ?Cause they ain't gonna listen to me Now I'm stuck here in their system They ain't gonna listen, nobody listens They ain't gonna listen to me |
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| 8. |
| 4:09 |
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Is this really it?
Is this the final station It's really been quite a trip You know it's been great to watch the sights Playing the edited highlights And all the outtakes you did not see Were only my unreality [Chorus] I am, I am imaginary I am, I am imaginary I'm the imaginary man Imaginary man, yes I am Imaginary, imaginary I was always in your head To raise your expectations And always let it be said I offered my very best to you Gave you my dreams to aspire to Involved you in all my crazy schemes And took you to places you'd never seen Walked down to Preservation Hall Looking for the old rad band It was just a momentary glance I saw my reflection in the glass Watched as the world went flashing past I knew the face but could not tell Why I couldn't recognize myself [Chorus] I'm the imaginary man, imaginary man Imaginary man, yes I am Imaginary, imaginary Imaginary man, imaginary man |
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| 9. |
| 4:28 |
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I was walking on the coast road
When the harbor came in view It was there I saw the hilltop That I used to walk with you We'd sing of the old country Now it's such a lonesome climb Our world faded once when you were mine Why is true love so difficult to find Wish you were here to see it with me One more time Lalalala lalalala lalalala lala Wish you were here to sing it with me One more time Those economic vultures Stole our dreams and told us tales Then they towed away our culture To their depot in south Wales Corporations get the tax breaks While the city gets the crime The profit's going somewhere But it isn't yours or mine Still we blindly trust in the divine Let's sing for the old country Come on, one more time Lalalala lalalala lalalala oh oh Let's sing it loud with feeling Come on, one more time You know I must be leaving And I know you've got to stay But you know that I'll be grieving When you're so far away And if this should be the last time I should ever see your face Let's part with no hard feeling And a positive embrace And I will speak well of you When they ask when you were mine Till then the jet stream up above Shows us the warning signs Till we meet again bravely walk the line Let's sing it loud with feeling Come on, one more time Lalalala lalalala lalalala oh oh Let's sing for the old country Come on, one more, one more time |
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| 10. |
| 4:24 |
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When the heat stops you sleeping at night
And the dead leaves rustle around And the calmness keeps you awake And you pace around the room That's the zombie in you manifesting itself And you cry out loud and nobody can help And it's a one way sign to the gates of hell And there's no way back, no, there's no way back Ain't no wonder you can't sleep at night You just heard the voodoo call So you pace around, do the zombie crawl And you shuffle around in the prison cell Doing the voodoo walk, dancing with yourself And you just can't blame the zombie inside of you Or the voodoo curse hanging over you Or the zombie walk like an old soft shoe Where the voodoo man's talking inside of you Doing the voodoo walk, voodoo walk Ain't no evil spirits round here Or zombie people or demons with pointy ears Ain't no spooks waiting to appear Doing the voodoo walk Talking the voodoo talk Or the voodoo howl Doing the voodoo walk, voodoo walk Voodoo walk, voodoo walk Doing the voodoo walk, voodoo walk And the days are like living in hell You're not well but you just did it to yourself You know the look You can tell by that haunted stare You're never quite here, you're never quite really there And the cemetery's empty 'cause the zombies are everywhere Doing the voodoo walk Talking the voodoo talk Or the voodoo howl Doing the voodoo walk Doing the voodoo walk Talking the voodoo talk Or the voodoo growl Doing the voodoo walk |
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| 3:42 | 
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| 12. |
| 5:05 |
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