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We're a fun bunch of guys
And we come from outer space
On the planet where we're from
War is even fun
We're a fun bunch of guys

We're a fun bunch of guys
Here to infiltrate and get a tan

I don't know about you, but I'm sitting pretty
We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
Vodka on ice, and a hostess who's witty

We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot
Buckle up, buckle up, buckle up, daddy-o
Stow your bags overhead or it ain't a go
Buckle up, buckle up, buckle up, daddy-o

Think about the places we've had our little fun
In the church at Christmas, busted by that nun
Then in that museum, beneath the Mastodon
Stating our positions on the White House lawn

Chorus:

All you ever think about is sex

The lawns grow plush in the hinterlands
The perfect little setting for the one night stands
The drapes are drawn and the lights are out
It's the time to put in practice what you've dreamed about

Well she can show you what you must do
To be more like people better than you

I hope it doesn't show
It'll go 'way
It's just a passing phase
It'll go 'way

You can dress nautical
Learn to tie knots
Take lots of Dramamine

Bye, bye, bye, my baby,
now it's time, time, time for me to go to
Work, work, work,
so you might want to make your way from here
(x3)

Bye, bye, bye, my baby,
now it's time, time, time for me to go to

Bye, bye, bye, my baby,
now it's time, time, time for me to go to
Work, work, work,
so you might want to make your way from here
(x3)

Bye, bye, bye, my baby,
now it's time, time, time for me to go to

At home, at work, at play
I know you're unavailable from dusk to dawn
Or if you were available you'd bring along
A lot of what could only be a hindrance to me
I ain't a glutton for a lot of sweaty company
You gotta catch her while she's still at home
You gotta catch her while she's still at work
You gotta catch her while she's still at play

For the sake of man he has forsaken his whole tan
Living in the snow advancing how much we will know
But his heart cries out

Barbecutie, Barbecutie, Barbecutie, you Barbecutie
When you're with him he is warm

Let's pursue this more

- принёс это домой и открыл это,
и улыбка прошлась по моему лицу в первый раз за долгое время,
да, улыбка пробежала по моему лицу в первый раз за долгое время.
я включил это,
но ничего не произошло, когда я сделал это.
я сбросил это с лестницы,
я кидал это об стену...

Текст песни
Sparks - Beat The Clock

Жанр: Psychedelic Rock, Art rock, Experimental rock
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I smile like Herbert Hoover when they play
I dream of banker's daughters, better days

Care to dance my lady
Live near here?

The earth is shaking, so am I
If you don't run, it's suicide

Big boy, big boy

My name is David, he don't care
He's never nice, he's never scared

Clouds forming on the gospel sky, trouble is about to brew on us
It didn't matter that we tried, they can only take a few of us
The fins and the paws and hooves and feet

Saunter up the gangway
The randomest sampling is complete
God, could there be some way
That I could

It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's a miracle, a miracle, a miracle, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's immaculate, immaculate, immaculate, yeah

It's improbable, improbable, improbable, yeah
It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah
It's impeccable, impeccable, impeccable, yeah

The rain is falling down
I feel like a dog that's been kicked out into the street
I know dogs can't drive cars
But that's about the only difference between us now
But wait
There's a rainbow over the freeway
And I think I feel the morning sun
Another song is number one

Nothing in the world is perfect
Grin and bear it silently or yell into my ear
Complaints, it's my department
Complaints, it's my department
Everything you wear's too tight and clashes with the candlelight
Just give it back, no questions asked

Nothing in the world is perfect

All I do now is dick around

All I do now is dick around, dick around.

Every day, every day, every day.

Every night, every night, every night.

The Exodus is on
The impetus is gone
Nobodys having fun
How about another drink
Or maybe just a snack
The rest will be here soon
Here, let me take you mac
I know its started slow

I am a rhino
Plodding the jungle
Dinnertime's here and
"Baby I'm home"

Me and my baby
We are so happy
Then I smell vinyl

(Don't let it get me, don't let it get me, etc.)

Well, it's Saturday night and I'm still free
And I ain't never gonna be
Eaten by the monster of love

It's hard to fight it off much more
I hear it drooling by the door

Fa la fa lee, she ain't heavy she's a brother to me
What I need, she can't be
Nature, nurture, who's to say?
But still fa la, fa lee
Anything between us is a felony

Fa la fa lee, she thinks only of the higher parts of me
Such a shame, were I she

Similar mother, similar father, similar dog, cat and fish
And we'll make the same wish
When the birthday candles lit
We'll both be older
We won't get our wish
Yes, I think that I'm falling in love with myself again

[Chorus]

Similar mother, similar father, similar dog, cat and fish
And we'll make the same wish
When the birthday candles lit
We'll both be older
We won't get our wish
Yes, I think that I'm falling in love with myself again

Chorus:

Get in the swing, pal
Get in the swing
With everybody and everything
(repeat)

My friends are here
Mind if you go out and not come back again
Well, thanks a lot

Giddy giddy giddy
Our entire city
Each and every person the
Epitome of giddiness

We're giddy giddy giddy
Our entire city
Everyone displaying an

How I wished my folks were gracious hosts and not dismayed
But wit and wisdom take a backseat girl when you're that afraid
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they can't forget, they never will
They can hear the storm troops on our lawn when I show her in
And the F?is alive and well in our panelled den
Oh no, bring her home and the folks look ill
My word, they can't forget that war, what a war

Well, the world has started spinning
'Cause the weekend is beginning
So grab anything that moves and bring some cash
Yeah, I'm looking at your body
And I think I need your body

Yeah, the whole entire body, bring it here
And we've got two days to try to forget

(Ron Mael)
Happy hunting ground, happy hunting ground
They don't talk or act like you do
Happy hunting ground, happy hunting ground
No they sure don't look like you

Who, what, when, where and why everyday
Identify every disease

I tried to tell you in the night
That with a girl like you I could do without guided tours
You tried to tell me in the day
That your leading exports were textiles and iron ore

Hasta Manana Monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta Manana Monsieur

I tried to tell you in the night
That with a girl like you I could do without guided tours
You tried to tell me in the day
That your leading exports were textiles and iron ore

Hasta mañana monsieur
Were the only words that I knew for sure
Hasta mañana monsieur

I'm the wife of Clinton
I don't have a problem with all of this
They come and go, of course I know
I know everything
You don't know my thinking
Who I dream of or the gifts that I bring
One thing is clear, the atmosphere
Is thin and it's cold

When I spot a driver worth a second glance,
Foot to floorboard, impact soon achieved.
Here comes Bob!
I ain't subtle in my ways of making friends,
Girl, this rubbled mess was caused by my neglect.
Of course, I'll pay and by the way, my dear,
Here comes Bob!
I ain't subtle in my ways of making friends.

Here, there are lots of things to do
And a panoramic view
Of the universe completely surrounding you and me
You cannot buy souvenirs
You're never going back, never, never
Basically, I guess it could be worse
Yes, I do suppose it could be worse

Here kitty, kitty, kitty
Here kitty, here kitty
Here kitty, kitty, kitty
Here kitty, here kitty
Here kitty, kitty, kitty
Here kitty, here kitty
Here kitty, kitty, kitty
Here kitty, here kitty

Look askance
Just a glance
Just enough
To incite the wrath
Of her confidante
Strong though gaunt

And that's how to get your ass kicked

I want you
and only you and only you and only you, my love
I need you
and only you and only you and only you, my love

I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song
I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song

I married myself
I'm very happy together
I married myself
I'm very happy together

I married myself
I'm very happy together
Long, long walks on the beach, lovely times

You're gonna take a walk in the rain
And you're gonna get wet
(I predict)

You're gonna eat a bowl of chow mein
And be hungry real soon
(I predict)
Are my sources correct

Dressing up when the world is Levi Strauss
Dressing down when tuxedos fill the house
Going out when the rest are coming home
Coming home when the rest are going out
And when I'm broke and really down
Everybody's throwing tons around
And when I finally get my pay
Everyone's in India or so they say

Turn out the light, yeah, the light
And I might have a chance
I guess I look slightly worse
Than the Elephant Man
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better
Whoa, oh, oh, I wish I looked a little better

That's how it's gonna be
In my family
From the biggest branch to the smallest leaf
Still you're gonna see similarity

Chorus:

In my family

It's winter, it's raining
You're tired, she's fainting
You're bitter, she's brooding
But don't be disenchanted
'Cause you can barely stand it

The sweep and the grandeur
The scope and the laughter

Baby, baby, give it to me, give it to me
Baby, baby, give it to me, give it,
Now is that all I get, is that all I get
Just because you love me

Baby, baby, give it to me, give it to me
Baby, baby, give it to me, give it to me
I'm not that quick (but) this is ridiculous

Side 1:
1. This Town Ain't Big Enough for Both of Us - 3:05
2. Amateur Hour - 3:37
3. Falling In Love With Myself Again - 3:03
4. Here In Heaven - 2:48
5. Thank God It's Not Christmas - 5:07

Side 2:

You're the only bank that's open all night, La Dolce Vita
Now that's clear, can you give me a light, La Dolce Vita
Now that that's clear, when do we eat? La Dolce Vita
And now that that's clear can I have another plate of your
La Dolce Vita
Goldiggers arise
Goldiggers are hungry guys
Goldiggers are we

She won't go out with me
No, she won't go out with me
'Cos my intellect's paper thin

She won't go out with me
No, she won't go out
Since my intellect's not like him

Sunshine shining in the summertime breeze.

The whole world's smiling, if you know what I mean.

Cool, cool time, hangin' out with the boys.

An AM radio making some noise.

Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad
Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
And all the streets are paved tonight, and we won't be their slaves tonight
And I ain't gonna feel bad at all, feel bad at all

Lost and found, a wallet from a man, careless man, careless man
Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad

Lots of reasons why I'm chasing you
Lots of reasons only you will do
The way you look is like a movie star
Lots of reasons why I've gone this far
Everybody you'll find me on your trail
Lots of problems but I will not fail
You're intelligent but that's no threat
I've been reading every chance I get

Someone to bring me out
Someone to let me in
Someone, someone...

And all the eager-beaver men come macho way their blues
They place themselves in place of me and face to face with you
And each pretend, you're loving him but that's not very true
Cause you're not acting, nor am I though I could use some proof

A metaphor is a glorious thing,
A diamond ring,
The first day of summer
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air,
A turn-on,
An aphrodisiac

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,

I earned my reputation
Then, when it was expected
Now, there's a new equation
Who wouldn't feel dejected

But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine

A lady gets a lotta things
She gets a 20 carat ring
She gets the alimony too
She gets to look good in the nude
But there's one place where they've been whipped
Between the nose and upper lip

M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache

Home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home

As we walk through the morning rain

When she's on her best behavior
Don't be tempted by her favor
Never turn your back on mother Earth

Towns are hurled from A to B
By hands that look so smooth to me
Never turn your back on mother Earth

I want you
I want you bad
I need you
I need you
I do, I really do

Better drop the requirement that
Everything be great

What was I thinking, what was I thinking
What was I thinking, what could I have been thinking
It's going one time, it's going two times
Sold to the gent who wears the stunned expression

As I took it off their hands
A five pound note was changing hands
As I took it off their hands

La, La
An Occupation

La, La
An Occupation

La, La
An Occupation for you

As I slip and slide
Banging against the walls
Barely qualified
Drifting barren halls
Bosses oft deride
I accept their charm
Someday this will change
Experts, they will swarm

Geneviève wears Dior
Margaret wears Trésor
Mary Jo wears Lauren
But you don't wear no perfume

Deborah wears Clinique
Marianne wears Mystique
Judith wears Shalimar

Stars made to look younger
Sadness is erased
Baldness or aloofness
Gone without a trace
Signs you know the way to make men men
To make "Miss Everyday" a 10
To think you used to be my friend

I don t know why you treat me this way
I m a sensitive guy and I m really in pain
But you re cool to the point of saying "no dice"
Well, I ll never accept it, never accept it
Just think it over tonight
Just think it over for one more night (oh)

CHORUS

When the sun goes down and it's a brand new night
New ways of standing out are tried and tried
Bigger and bigger is your appetite
A sense of progress is in the air
I'm an all new design
With an all synthetic spine
I'm a new shade of pink
Get me wet and I won't shrink

«Propaganda» — 0:23
«At Home, At Work, At Play» — 3:06
«Reinforcements» (Ron, Russell Mael) — 3:55
«B.C.» — 2:13
«Thanks But No Thanks» (Ron, Russell Mael) — 4:14
«Don’t Leave Me Alone with Her» — 3:02
«Never Turn Your Back On Mother Earth» — 2:28
«Something for the Girl with Everything» — 2:17

I'll grab the sun and the moon
I'll hold the world in my hand
These things are easy for me
I can't make you understand

CHORUS
Pulling rabbits out of a hat
All I get is polite applause

I'm on guard again but unprepared to fend for myself in a battle
You wont tell me why the shrubbery moves
Or why there always has to be subterfusion
You wont even say "at ease"
After waging a costly siege
When a potentate ain't so potent in his state he
summons help fast
Unilaterally I withdraw

Rockin' girls
Just 17
The cutest thing I've ever seen
See'mon baby, rock with me tonight
You're the only girl I ever met named Linda Lou
Maybe that's the reason that I'm so in love with you
See the girl with the red dress on
See the girl with the red dress off

Pregnant
She got me pregnant
Done using me
I'm just a memory

You know how these girls can be they treat you all so casually
They wine you and they dine you and expect a little la-dee-dee
And then you learn that though she's several thousand miles away

Fog matters to you and me, but it can't touch Sherlock Holmes
Dogs bark and he knows their breed
And knows where they went last night
Knows their masters too
Oh baby, hold me tight

Just pretend I'm Sherlock Holmes
Just pretend I'm Sherlock Holmes

Begging isn't easy
It kills your self-esteem
Makes you feel dependant
It makes you feel mean
But subtlety is useless
In breaking down a wall
And subtlety is toothless
You'd rather see me crawl

See, the writing's on the wall
You bought the girl a wall
Complete with matching ball-point pen
You can breathe another day
Secure in knowing she won't break you (yet)
Something for the girl with everything
Have another sweet my dear
Don't try to talk my dear

I am a suburban homeboy with a suburban 'ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy and I say yo dog to my pool cleaning guy
I hope I'm baggy enough for them
I play my Shaggy enough for them
I'll pop a cap up some fool at the Gap
'Cause I'm a suburban homeboy

I am a suburban homeboy with a suburban ho right by my side

I looked up in the sun
And I didn't shade my eyes
Then a girl appeared and said
"Here, these are your size"

[Chorus]
Suzie Safety
Suzie Safety (That's my Suzie)

Albert is smart, he's a genius
Watch Albert putter, an obvious genius
Someday he will reassess the world
And he'll still have time for lots of girls

When he grows up he'll remember us
When he grows up we are sure that he'll remember us

It's so easy
Tearing the place apart
I'm getting rid of every memory
I don't know where to start
So many memories all around me
Now that you've gone to someone else
Give me a reason I should keep, our world that is acres deep,
in which you touched, in which you saw, in which you were

What do I hear, what do I hear?
Chit-chat, and clinking glass
Cheap talk, a lady's laugh
After hour

What do I see, what do I see?
Some sunken hideaway
Where people go to play

Man, there's never been a girl like this
That's not Nastassia
What an influential little miss
That's not Nastassia
Imitation is a form of flattery, I'm told
She is getting flattered where it's hot and
where it's cold
That's not Nastassia

Darnell, he doesn't stand a chance
Nor Johnny nor that guy from France
Nor Sammy or the paper boy
Nor Tony who they call Leroy
The girls are waiting, single file
They might be waiting there a while
It might be dawn, it might be noon
It might be, God forbid, next June

The dogs are letting postmen come and go
The muscle cars are driving way too slow
And everybody's walking on tip-toe
For every yes, a hundred no's

The kind of day when nothing hits the fan
The kind of day when nothing's in demand
The kind of day when music means Chopin

I sight you out of my window at night
Catching a glimpse and stirring my appetite
Can't tear my eyes off the sights on the street
Another derriere
Another derriere

Ah, Master Passion, you've laid into me
While I observe, there goes 1, 2, and 3

This is the number one song in heaven
Written, of course, by the mightiest hand
All of the angels are sheep in the fold of their master
They alwas follow the Master and his plan

This is the number one song in heaven
Why are you hearing it now, you ask
Maybe you're closer to here than you imagine

I am the rhythm thief
Say goodbye to the beat
I am the rhythm thief
Auf wiedersehen to the beat

Oh no, where did the groove go, where did the groove go, where did the groove go?
Lights out, Ibiza
Where did the groove go, where did the groove go, where did the groove go?

No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
There's no such thing as aliens, no such thing as aliens
No such thing as aliens, no such thing as aliens
No such thing as aliens, no such thing as aliens
No, no, no, no

Look out the door,

Middle ages sucked
Spent all day in prayer
Judgement Day was everyday and
Witches burning everywhere
But now we are in luck
Beauties everywhere
Paintings filled with foxy women
No one's got a cross to bear

Zoo time is she and you time
The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave

Flying domestic flying

Why is there time?
Why is there space?
Why are there dogs and cats and trees and the human race?
And why am I here and not over there?
Oh why, oh why?

And why are there nuns?
And why do they pray?

Harry, it's good of you to stay
Hear every word I say
And not just duck away

God, these drinks are something warm and watered down
Barkeep, how 'bout some ice
Hey, Harry sit back down
Say, that little thing there's fine from behind

We're just a gleam in lover's eyes, steam on sweaty bodies in the night
One of us might make it through, the rest will disappear like dew
Pressure building, gettin' hot, give it, give it, give it all you got
When that love explosion comes, my, oh my, we want to be someone

CHORUS
Tryouts for the human race, from Burlington to Bonn
Ah, we are a quarter billion strong

Ugly guys with beautiful girls
You always know what the story is
Beautiful girls with ugly guys
What do they take us for anyway?
Ugly guys, with beautiful girls
Ugly guys with beautiful girls
As they walk down the street arm in arm
I see them

Man there's so much stuff up here
A quarter pound of lean ideas
Half a pound of dirty jokes
One pound of non-essential quotes

It's where the dreamin' starts (Upstairs)
It's where the jokin' starts (Upstairs)
You got some small ideas (Upstairs)

No, no use in lecturing them, or in threatening them
They will just say "who are you"
Is that a question or not, and you see that the plot
Is predictable, not new
But you're still stunned at the things you will do

Нет, бесполезно читать им нотации или угрожать им
Они просто спросят "Да кто ты такой?"

No, no use in lecturing them,
Or in threatening them
They will just say "who are you"
Is that a question or not,
And you see that the plot
Is predictable, not new
But you're still stunned at the things you will do

The canopy over the main doorway of the Ritz hotel
Had served as a very large umbrella when the May rains fell
Still the men of Paris glistened and their ladies did as well
As long as their powder was dry there'd be some heterosexual thrills
With or without the protection of the Paris Ritz hotel

And every single Parisian will love tonight without using hands

Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar
Wunderbar, wunderbar, das ist wunderbar
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Fussball, Fussball
Ohlala, das ist nicht zu fassen
Das ist wunderbar

Jaja, wunderbar

I like their arms
I like their legs
I like their lips
Their widening hips
Their radios

They live at home
They don't have cars

Please hold
Please hold
Please hold
I'm getting mixed signals
Mixed signals
Mixed signals
Mixed signals

Стало в душе пусто,не помогут песни,
в этом мире неизвестном нам с тобою тесно,
Всё так же по привычке жду твоего звонка,
С мыслями о тебе ночь так коротка.
Тебя нет со мною рядом, и ты не пишешь совсем,
Не думала что расставшись будет столько проблем,
От кого то слышала что ты тоже жалеешь,
Вернуть меня хочешь,но ты не поумнеешь.

Было бы неприятно расстаться вот так,
Я не знаю почему,но в голове моей бардак,
А у нас ведь могло что-то получиться,
Но ты так решил,и свободная птица.
Незнаю к чему мы покрыли друг-друга матом,
Но мне теперь уже совсем безразлично как-то,
ТЫ уже не снишься мне в ночи,ты только помолчи,
друг-друга мучаем как душевные палачи,