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10:35 and I hope I've made
The right decision (nononononono)
My heart is beating I'm alive
But I don't call this living (nonononononono)
Rationalize till I'm blue in the face
You cannot lose if you throw the race
I'm still searching for the
Ants invasion

Well, tie me up
And hit me with a stick
Beat me, beat me

Yeah, use a truncheon
Or a household brick, yeah
Beat me, beat me

Have you ever had a ride in a light blue car?
Have you ever stopped to think who's the slave and who's the master?
Have you ever had trouble with your automobile?
Have you ever had to push push push push?
Cartrouble oh yeah

You might have seen them very busy at the weekends (oh oh)
Lick lick and polishing the beep-beeps into shape

We'll do the Tango
We'll try the Fox Trot
I'll eat a mango
You drink a straight scotch
You know I told you
You could be classy
So why did you have
To be so nasty?

you may not like
the things we do
only idiots
ignore the truth

it's easy to
lay down and hide
where's the warrior

I'm a friend of mr. pastry
I'm a friend of allen jones
I'm a friend of shirley bassey
I'm a friend of your chromosomes

I'm a friend of stuart sutcliffe
I'm a friend of michael miles
I'm a friend of jim morrison

A new Royal Family
A wild nobility
We are the family

I feel beneath the White
There is a red skin suffering
From centuries of taming

Don't you ever
don't you ever
Stop being dandy - showing me you're handsome.
Don't you ever
don't you ever

Prince charming - prince charming
ridicule is nothing to be scared of.

Adam ant/marco pirroni

And when summer gets to me
And sets the sex on fire
My body is an ocean
Of twisted white debris
And when summer gets to me
And sets the heart in motion

Every girl is a something girl
Every girl is a something girl
Every girl is a something girl
She?s got something, she's got something

Every girl is a something girl
Every girl has a something smile
Every girl is a something girl

Stand and deliver

I'm the dandy highwayman who you're too scared to mention
I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention
The devil take your stereo and your record collection
The way you look you'll qualify for next year's old age pension

Stand and deliver your money or your life!

Bang bang you're dead
Did not did too
Stop diddy-bopping buddy
Bouncing betty on you

I try to tell you but you just don't understand
You've got my entire life in your hands
Vive le rock, vive le rock

When I met you you were just sixteen
Pulling the wings off flies
When an old lady got hit by a truck
I saw the wicked gleam in your eyes

Your sadistic suits my masochistic
And there's a whip in my valise on yeah

Did I tell you how much I miss
Your sweet kiss?
Did I tell you I didn't cry
Well I lied, I la la la la la la lied

Over real over
When I nearly hit the face I loved
So tired of packaging the anger

Young Parisians are so French

They love Patty Smith

Young Parisians are so French

At the Champs-Elysees