The silicon chip inside her head, Got switched to overload Nobody's gonna go to school today, She's gonna make them stay at home, And daddy doesn't understand it, He always said she was good as gold, And he can see (no reasons) 'Cause there are (no reasons) What reason do you need to be shown
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (3x) I want to shoot the whole day down
The telex machine is kept so clean And it types to a waiting world, Her mother feels so shocked Father's world is rocked And their thoughts turned to their own little girl Well sweet 16 ain't she peachy keen, And it ain't so neat to admit defeat, There could be (no reasons) Because there are ( no reasons) What reasons do you need, oh,
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (3x) I'm gonna shoot the whole day down, down, down I'll shoot it all down
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now She wants to play with her toys a while And school is out, oh and soon we will learn that the lesson today is how to die And then the bullhorn crackles, And the captain tackles with the problems and the how's and why's And he can see (no reasons) 'Cause there are (no reasons) What reasons do you need to die, die, oh
The silicon chip inside her head, Gets switched to overload Nobody's gonna go to school today, She's gonna make them stay at home, And daddy doesn't understand it, He always said she was good as gold, And he can see (no reasons) 'Cause there are (no reasons) What reason do you need to be shown
(Tell me why) I don't like Mondays (2x) (Tell me why) I don't like, I don't like (Tell me why)
You`re a lotta laughs ain`t you babe You cracked me up, I laughed so much I nearly died It`s so funny I was weeping Cried so hard, I nearly split my side I watched you laughing on the TV I don`t get it said the kindly host But there are many here among us Who feel the sight is but a joke Your imagination`s running riot Sometimes I swear you believe what you say No-one seems to notice it`s the same joke It`s just told in a thousand different ways And I can`t wait to read the new ones Yeah the comedy just gets better every day You`re a lotta laughs ain`t you babe It`s funny how it all turned out that way Ooh, you should have known better You should have known better, a-ha-ha It`s not for you, this one`s for me It`s not for you, this one`s for me I saw a picture of you grinning Yeah that smirk covered your entire face It almost split your head in two I hear you sold it to OK Sell a photo of you laughing The more you hoot the more they pay You don`t even need to get your clothes off anymore You`re a bit too old for that stuff anyway Somebody saw you at the party You did the one where you`re falling flat on your face You had the whole place cracking up in stitches Apparently you fall with such good grace And the teenage clothes and see-through sizes The mutton dishes up on the Sunday plate Is now the lamb in ghostly guises It`s all done in the best of taste Ooh, you should have known better You should have known better, a-ha-ha It`s not for you, this one`s for me It`s not for you, this one`s for me
I meant to say I thought you knew I always prayed For me and you The birthday suit In which I was born Is torn and frayed Is ripped and worn Never mind
And everything we've been Has been undone And everything we did Is been and gone And left unsung
I meant to say I thought you knew I always prayed For me and you But never mind It doesn`t matter now
Skin on Skin Nothing more or less than Skin on skin I want to lick the sweat off Skin on skin But don't talk to me about right or wrong
Skin on skin I want to cut in deep in Skin on skin I need to sink my teeth in Skin on skin But don't talk to me about right or wrong
Skin on skin I want to crush your mouth And skin on skin I want to bruise your lips Tell me what do you know about right or wrong
Skin on skin I want to scratch your flesh And skin on skin I need to scrape the bones of Skin on skin You can't teach me a thing about right or wrong
London stops And everything's sweet You look out of your window But there's no street The cars are gone The night is dead And the dogs have lost their growl And the air seems stale Cos the lions caged It whimpers low but the beast has been tamed So where's the riot It's much too quiet And my breath taste like Rotten feet There's chatter from my window But it seems so dead And there's no one talking But some talking heads Yes, tonight we go to sleep With the lullabye sound of buildings falling down
Hey d'ya hear the scratch of skin on skin Hey d'ya feel the scrape of bone on bone
Things get tight, close to the bone We feel fragile tonight We don't like us much But we can stay warm at least for an hour or two
Skin on skin I need to scratch and bleed it Skin on skin Just the touch and feel of Skin on skin We don't talk anymore about right or wrong
Skin on skin I want to smell the stink of Skin on skin Hot in the summer heat and Skin on skin I never open my mouth about right or wrong
It's Christmastime, there's no need to be afraid At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime
But say a prayer, Pray for the other ones At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun There's a world outside your window And it's a world of dread and fear Where the only water flowing Is the bitter sting of tears And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging chimes of doom Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime The greatest gift they'll get this year is life Where nothing ever grows No rain nor rivers flow Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Here's to you Raise a glass for everyone Spare a thought this yuletide for the deprived If the table was turned would you survive Here's to them Underneath that burning sun You ain't gotta feel guilt just selfless Give a little help to the helpless Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Let them know it's Christmastime again
It's Christmastime, there's no need to be afraid At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime
But say a prayer, Pray for the other ones At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun There's a world outside your window And it's a world of dread and fear Where the only water flowing Is the bitter sting of tears And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging chimes of doom Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime The greatest gift they'll get this year is life Where nothing ever grows No rain nor rivers flow Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Here's to you Raise a glass for everyone Spare a thought this yuletide for the deprived If the table was turned would you survive Here's to them Underneath that burning sun You ain't gotta feel guilt just selfless Give a little help to the helpless Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Let them know it's Christmastime again
It's Christmastime, there's no need to be afraid At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime
But say a prayer, Pray for the other ones At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun There's a world outside your window And it's a world of dread and fear Where the only water flowing Is the bitter sting of tears And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging chimes of doom Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime The greatest gift they'll get this year is life Where nothing ever grows No rain nor rivers flow Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Here's to you Raise a glass for everyone Spare a thought this yuletide for the deprived If the table was turned would you survive Here's to them Underneath that burning sun You ain't gotta feel guilt just selfless Give a little help to the helpless Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Let them know it's Christmastime again
African jungle Big city street The only real difference is in The people you meet
Up all night Ooh za za Ooh staying up all night
It's an agreeable town It's neat and sedate Why even the muggers are off The streets by eight
Up all night Ooh za za Ooh staying up all night Say it ain't so Joe, say it ain't so Joe
Polite and well spoken Well heeded and well sane They know they're alive When they start to feel pain
You're staying up all night Ooh za za Ooh staying up all night Up all night Ooh za za Ooh staying up all night Say it ain't so Joe, say it ain't so Joe
Big city jungle African street The only real difference is in The people they meet
I heard Tarzan outside playing on the Jungle Blues I know 'cos I saw him shimmer in a Kenyan pool Coming on in the vines with his leopard-skin lioncloth cool Bony Watusi fingers Beating on the bark of a tree Now Tarzan and me, well, obviously we're like that Me and Tarzan, yeah we get on like a house on fire
Look at cool Louise she's the one with the knick-knack eyes She's only 17 but she knows how to make boys fight Yeah she'll slit you with her eyes an' she'll slash you With her cut-back smile Ah she's as cruel as a pig but we love her like a house on fire Louise and me now obviously we're like that Yes me and Louise we'll make it like a house on fire
I saw a raw white angel executing loop-de-loops in the sky Drawing lazy spirals with his slipstream smoke as he silently Passed us by But his halo got too heavy so he hung it down around his waist Doing halo hula-hoops, executing loop-de-loops takes a lot of Skill and bad taste Now the angel and me obviously we're like that Me and the devil we get it on like a house on fire
Charmed lives Nothing much to do tonight Charmed lives Oh no, oh no Charmed lives I think I'll do my hair tonight Charmed lives Cos it's so, it's so
Well, it's OK, it's OK, it's OK But it drives me insane Can't do a thing with it Look at it This way and that Pile it up? Spray it on? Grease it straight back?
Charmed lives Nothing much to do today Oh no, oh no Think I'll see some friends today Cos they're so...they're so... Yeah they're OK, they're OK, they're OK And we all think the same Cos we're on the phone Hear the news It's all grief and gloom Yes things are bad Really bad But we're clearly immune We lead Charmed lives
__________________________________________________ *written by Bob Geldof *taken from the album entitled "V-Deep"
