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Romeo was restless, he was ready to kill
He jumped out the window 'cause he couldn't sit still Juliet was waiting with a safety net He said, "Don't bury me 'cause I'm not dead yet" Why don't you tell me 'bout the mystery dance? I wanna know about the mystery dance Why don't you show me 'cause I've tried and I've tried and I'm still mystified I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied Well, I remember when the lights went out And I was tryin' to make it look like it was never in doubt She thought that I knew and I thought that she knew So both of us were willing but we didn't know how to do it Why don't you tell me 'bout the mystery dance? I wanna know about the mystery dance Why don't you show me 'cause I've tried and I've tried and I'm still mystified I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied Well, I was down under the covers in the middle of the night Tryin' to discover my left foot from my right You can see those pictures in any magazine But what's the use of looking when you don't know what they mean? Why don't you tell me 'bout the mystery dance? I wanna know about the mystery dance Why don't you show me 'cause I've tried and I've tried and I'm still mystified I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied ... |
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The man from the television crawled into the train
I wonder who he's gonna stick it in this time Everyone was looking for a little entertainment So they'll probably pull his hands off when they find out his name And then they shut down the power all along the line And we got stuck in the tunnel where no lights shine They got to touching all the girls who were too scared to call out Nobody was saying anything at all We were waiting for the end of the world Waiting for the end of the world Waiting for the end of the world Dear Lord, I sincerely hope you're coming 'Cause you really started something Things got back to normal as the train began to roll again We got to the station about twenty minutes later The legendary hitchhiker says that he knows where it's at Now he'd like to go to Spain or somewhere like that With his two-tone Bible and his funny cigarettes His suntan lotion and his castanets He was waiting for the end of the world Waiting for the end of the world Waiting for the end of the world Dear Lord, I sincerely hope you're coming 'Cause you really started something And then the bride, the groom, the congregation and the priest All got onto the train when we were three stations east, yeah Hiding from a scandal in the national press They had been trying to get married since they stole the wedding dress You may see them drowning as you stroll along the beach But don't throw out the lifeline 'til they're clean out of reach Waiting for the end of the world Waiting for the end of the world Waiting for the end of the world ... |
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Now that your picture's in the paper being rhythmically admired
And you can have anyone that you have ever desired All you gotta tell me now is why, why, why, why Welcome to the working week Oh I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you Welcome to the working week You gotta do it 'til you're through it so you better get to it All of your family had to kill to survive And they're still waitin' for their big day to arrive But if they knew how I felt, they'd bury me alive Welcome to the working week Oh I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you Welcome to the working week You gotta do it 'til you're through it so you better get to it I hear you saying, "Hey, the city's alright" When you only read about it in books Spend all your money getting so convinced That you never even bother to look Sometimes I wonder if we're living in the same land Why do you wanna be my friend When I feel like a juggler running out of hands? Welcome to the working week Oh, welcome to the working week |
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Calling Mr. Oswald with the swastika tattoo
There is a vacancy waiting in the English hoodoo Carving 'V' for vandal on the guilty boy's head When he's had enough maybe you'll take him to bed To teach him he's alive 'fore he wishes he was dead Turn up the TV no one listening will suspect Even your mother won't detect it, so your father won't know They think that I've got no respect But everything means less than zero Hey Oh hey Hey Oh hey Oswald and his sister are doing it again They've got the finest home movies that you have ever seen They've got a thousand variations, every service with a smile They're gonna take a little break and they'll be back after a while Well I hear that South America is coming into style Turn up the TV no one listening will suspect Even your mother won't detect it, so your father won't know They think that I've got no respect But everything means less than zero Hey Oh hey Hey Oh hey Pistol was still smoking, a man lay on the floor Mr. Oswald said he had an understanding with the law He said he heard about a couple living in the USA He said they traded their baby for a Chevrolet Let's talk about the future now we've put the past away Turn up the TV no one listening will suspect Even your mother won't detect it So your father won't know They think that I've got no respect But everything means less than zero Hey Oh hey Hey Oh hey Hey Oh hey ... |
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We're all going on a summer holiday
Vigilante's coming out to follow me Heard somebody say, they're out to collar me Anybody wanna swallow me? Takes two to tumble, it takes two to tango Speak up, don't mumble if you're in the combo On the beat, on the beat Till a man comes along and he says "Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy? Though you never enjoy, such a pleasure to employ" See your friends in the state their in See your friends getting under their skin See your friends getting taken in Well, if you only knew the things you do to me I'd do anything to confuse the enemy There's only one thing wrong with you befriending me Take it easy, I think you're bending me I've been a bad boy with the standard leader My neighbor's revving up his Vaux hall Viva On the beat, on the earth beat Till a man comes along and he says "Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy? Though you never enjoy, such a pleasure to employ" See your friends walking down the street See your friends never quite complete See your friends getting under their feet Oh, I don't want to disease you But I'm no good with machinery Oh, I don't wanna freeze you Stop looking at the scenery I keep thinkin' about your mother Oh, I don't wanna lick them I don't wanna be a lover I just wanna be your victim I don't go out much at night I don't go out much at all Did you think you were the only one Who was waiting for a call? On the beat, on the beat, on the earth beat Till a man comes along and he says "Have you been a good boy, never played with your toy? Though you never enjoy, such a pleasure to employ" See your friends treat me like a stranger See your friends despite all the arrangements See your friends, nothing here has changed Just the beat, just the beat, just the beat, just the beat |
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You left the motor running
But I know you're so attractive Getting in some sharp practice You better not do anything reckless But everybody is going through the motions Everybody is going through the motions Are you really only going through the motions? Lip service is all you'll ever get from me Lip service is all you'll ever get from me Lip service is all you'll ever get from me But if you change your mind, you can send it in a letter to me Don't make any sudden movements These are dangerous amusements When did you become so choosy? Don't act like you're above me Just look at your shoes But everybody is going through the motions Everybody is going through the motions Are you really only going through the motions? Lip service is all you'll ever get from me Lip service is all you'll ever get from me Lip service is all you'll ever get from me But if you change your mind, you can send it in a letter to me But if you change your mind, you can send it in a letter to me But if you change your mind, you can send a little letter to me |
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Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six
He thinks of all the lips that he licks And all the girls that he's going to fix She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle But there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle Capital punishment, she's last year's model They call her Natasha when she looks like Elsie I don't want to go to Chelsea Oh no it does not move me Even though I've seen the movie I don't want to check your pulse I don't want nobody else I don't want to go to Chelsea Everybody's got new orders Be a nice girl and kiss the warders Now the teacher is away All the kids begin to play Men come screaming, dressed in white coats Shake you very gently by the throat One's named Gus, one's named Alfie I don't want to go to Chelsea Oh no it does not move me Even though I've seen the movie I don't want to check your pulse I don't want nobody else I don't want to go to Chelsea Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six He thinks of all the lips that he licks And all the girls that he's going to fix She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle But there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle Capital punishment, she's last year's model They call her Natasha when she looks like Elsie I don't want to go to Chelsea Oh no it does not move me Even though I've seen the movie I don't want to check your pulse I don't want nobody else I don't want to go to Chelsea |
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Little triggers that you pull with your tongue
Little triggers, I don't want to be hung up, strung up When you don't call up [Chorus:] Little sniggers on your lips Little triggers in your grip Little triggers--my hand on your hip Thinkin' all about those censored sequences Worryin' about the consequences Waiting until I come to my senses Better put it all in present tenses [Chorus:] Worryin' about the common decency When it is only a question of frequency When you say OK but you've got cheek to be Sayin' you're tired of me when you don't even weaken these Little sniggers on your lips Little triggers in your grip Little triggers--my hand on your hip |
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I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
Doing anything my radio advised With every one of those late night stations Playing songs bringing tears to my eyes I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver When the switch broke 'cause it's old They're saying things that I can hardly believe They really think we're getting out of control (CHORUS) Radio is a sound salvation Radio is cleaning up the nation They say you better listen to the voice of reason But they don't give you any choice 'cause they think that it's treason So you had better do as you are told You better listen to the radio I wanna bite the hand that feeds me I wanna bite that hand so badly I want to make them wish they'd never seen me Some of my friends sit around every evening And they worry about the times ahead But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference And the promise of an early bed You either shut up or get cut up, they don't wanna hear about it It's only inches on the reel-to-reel And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools Tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel (REPEAT CHORUS) Wonderful radio Marvelous radio Wonderful radio Radio, radio (FADE) |
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Don't say you love me when it's just a rumor
Don't say a word if there is any doubt Sometimes I think that love is just a tumor You've got to cut it out You say you're sorry for the things that you've done You say you're sorry but you know you don't mean it I wouldn't worry, I had so much fun Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue Oh yeah Get to the slot machine, almost dead on arrival Just hit me one more time with that live wire Maybe they told you you were only a girl in a million You say I've got no feelings, this is a good way to kill them Select the control and then insert the token You want to throw me away but I'm not broken You've got a lot to say--well, I'm not joking There are some words they don't allow to be spoken Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being It's you, not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue |
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Nice girls, not one with a defect
Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct Red dogs under illegal legs She looks so good that he gets down and begs [Chorus:] She is watching the detectives "Ooh, he's so cute" She is watching the detectives When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot They beat him up until the teardrops start But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart Long shot at that jumping sign Invisible shivers running down my spine Cut to baby taking off her clothes Close-up of the sign that says "We never close" He snatches at you and you match his cigarette She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet I don't know how much more of this I can take She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake [Chorus:] You think you're alone until you realize you're in it Now fear is here to stay, love is here for a visit They call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit Someone's scratching at the window, I wonder who is it? The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents Who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter's disappearance Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay It only took my little fingers to blow you away Just like watching the detectives Don't get cute It's just like watching the detectives I get so angry when the teardrops start But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart Watching the detectives It's just like watching the detectives Watching the detectives Watching the detectives... |
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You never asked me what I wanted
You only asked me why I never thought that so much trouble Was a-rested on my reply I could say it was the nights when I was lonely And you were the only one who'd talk I could tell you that I like your sensitivity When you know it's the way that you walk Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? But don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man? Baby's gotta have the things she wants You know she's got to have the things she loves She's got a ten-inch bamboo cigarette holder And her black patent leather gloves And I'm doing everything just trying to please her Even crawling around on all fours Oh, I thought by now that it was gonna be easy But she still seems to want for more Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? Don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man? Oh yeah I hear they're giving you a bad reputation Just because you've never been denied You try to say you've done it all before Baby, you know that you just get tired Yet everybody loves you so much, girl I just don't know how you stand the strain Oh, I, I'm the one who's here tonight And I don't wanna do it all in vain Why do you have to say that there's always someone Who can do it better than I can? But don't you think that I know that walking on the water Won't make me a miracle man? Oh yeah A miracle man A miracle man A miracle man ... |
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What are you girls gonna tell your mother?
I don't want to hear another word about young lovers Or hiding your boyfriend in the cupboard She's been to see the doctor, so you hope that she recovers You act dumb, you say you're so numb You say you don't come under his thumb Don't want to be a goody-goody I don't want just anybody No, I don't want anybody Saying "You belong to me, you belong to me" Your eyes are absent, your mouth is silent Pumping it like a fire hydrant Things you say are getting hard to swallow You're easily led, but you're much too scared to follow You've been warned, you're going to get torn No uniform is gonna keep you warm |
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I've been on tenterhooks, ending in dirty looks
List'ning to the Muzak, thinking 'bout this 'n' that She said, "That's that, I don't wanna chitter chat" Turn it down a little bit or turn it down flat Pump it up when you don't really need it Pump it up until you can feel it Down in the pleasure center, hell bent or heaven sent listen to the propaganda, listen to the latest slander There's nothing underhand that she wouldn't understand Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it She's been a bad girl, she's like a chemical Though you try to stop it, she's like a narcotic You wanna torture her, you wanna talk to her All the things you bought for her, puttin' up your temp'rature Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it Out in the fashion show, down in the bargain bin You put your passion out under the pressure pin Fall into submission, hit and run transmission No use wishin' now for any other sin Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it Pump it up until you can feel it Pump it up when you don't really need it Don't really need it Don't really need it Don't really need it |
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