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1. |
| 2:54 | ||||
I said beautiful people They've got a Robert Palmer t-shirt in their travel bag Beautiful people They've got a price upon their head I said beautiful people Have got some friends Who just flew in from LA Beautiful people They haven't really much to say I said people, they just want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to break you down They just want to take you down I said beautiful people They ride two hundred dollar pushbikes in the park Beautiful people They wont admit it But they make love in the dark Beautiful people Snap frozen potted palms In the corner of the sitting room Beautiful people The art-decor sonic boom I said people, they just want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to break you down They just want to take you down I said beautiful people You know they're going out tonight To get their Bombay rocks off Beautiful people They've got a Kerouac condition, got a cocaine cough Beautiful people Studio 54 is the only place to dance Beautiful people You know the garden's full of furniture, the house is full of plants People, they just want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to break you down Want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to take you People, they just want to break you down They just want to take you down |
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2. |
| 4:41 | ||||
LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY MOUNTAIN HOME
WHERE ALL THE LADIES NAMES ARE JOAN WHERE HUSBANDS WORK BACK LATE AT NIGHT HOPES ARE UP FOR TROUSERS DOWN WITH HOSTESS ON A BUSINESS FLIGHT TAXI IN A MERCEDES DRIVE I HOPE THAT DRIVER'S COMING OUT ALIVE THE GARDEN IS A DORSETTED THAT LADY - SHE'S SO CORSETED SHE'S GOT 15 WAYS TO LEAD THAT BOY ASTRAY HE THINKS HE'S ONE AND ONLY BUT THAT LOVELY SHE'S SO LONELY SHE PUMPS HIM FULL OF BREAKFAST AND SHE SENDS HIM ON HIS WAY WHAT A SING SONG DANCE WHAT A PERFORMANCE WHAT A CHEAP TENT SHOW OH NO NO NO NO NO CHORUS THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP (X2) THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP THEN THE BOYS LIGHT UP - LIGHT UP - LIGHT UP SILENTLY SHE OPENS THE DRAWER MOTHERS LITTLE HELPER IS COMING OUT FOR MORE STRATEGICALLY POSITIONED BEFORE THE MIDDAY SHOW HER BACK IS ARCHED THOSE LIPS ARE PARCHED REPEATED BLOW BY BLOW LATER AT THE PARTY ALL THE MPs RAVE ABOUT THE HUMMERS SHE'S BEEN GIVING AND THE MONEY THAT THEY SAVE TO HER IT IS SKIN LOTION FOR HIS PROMOTION TO THAT FLAT IN SURFERS PARADISE WITH THE OCEAN VIEW WHAT A SING SONG DANCE WHAT A PERFORMACE WHAT A CHEAP TEN SHOW OH NO NO NO NO NO CHORUS |
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3. |
| 3:09 | ||||
I left my heart back in the Orient Down on Bali bays It's not the way that I should feel But it's the way I'm gonna stay Downhearted Broken dreams that never really started Yeah Downhearted Broken dreams that never really start It seems all wrong to be back home There's no end in sight Should I be made to drag you through This lovers and spite Downhearted Broken dreams that never really started Yeah Downhearted Broken dreams that never really start I sometimes think that we should stay Happy on the farm I sometimes think I'll give it all away This love and all it's charms Downhearted Broken dreams that never really started Yeah Downhearted Broken dreams that never really start |
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4. |
| 2:30 | ||||
EVERYDAY I SEE YOU WEARING THINGS THAT HAVE NEVER BEEN WORN BEFORE WHILE THE CHILDREN AT THE GOVERNMENT SCHOOLS SEND MONEY FOR THE POOR AND ALL YOU BUY YOU BARGAINED FOR WITH YOUR LITTLE MAN SO THAT FROM YOUR SILKS DOWN TO YOUR PARAMOUR YOUR TRES, TRES PARAGON CHORUS SO IT'S BACK BEACH IN THE SUMMER THE CHALET FOR THE SNOW YOU'RE POOR HOOCHIE GUCCI FIORRUCCI MAMA YOU'VE REALLY GOT NO PLACE TO GO ANTIQUES FLOWN IN FROM VENICE FILL YOU HOUSE UPON THE HILL WHILE YOU MONEY SOLD THE SOUL OF ROCK AND ROLL FOR SOME CHEAP DISCO THRILL I'VE SEEN YOUR PEER POUTING OVER BEERS THE LONELINESS IT SHOWED MISTAKING TACKY SEX FOR SENSUALITY THEY BOUGHT IN TOORAK ROAD CHORUS INSIDE HER EMPTY CASTLE HER LONELY HEART WILL DWELL THE LIFE THAT SHE'S BEEN LOSING'S LIKE SOME STONY BAGATELLE THE LOVING THAT YOU NEVER FOUND, DON'T KNOW THE REASON WHY OH HOOCHIE GUCCI FIORICCO MAMA DON'T YOU CRY |
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5. |
| 4:05 | ||||
I said beautiful people They've got a Robert Palmer t-shirt in their travel bag Beautiful people They've got a price upon their head I said beautiful people Have got some friends Who just flew in from LA Beautiful people They haven't really much to say I said people, they just want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to break you down They just want to take you down I said beautiful people They ride two hundred dollar pushbikes in the park Beautiful people They wont admit it But they make love in the dark Beautiful people Snap frozen potted palms In the corner of the sitting room Beautiful people The art-decor sonic boom I said people, they just want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to break you down They just want to take you down I said beautiful people You know they're going out tonight To get their Bombay rocks off Beautiful people They've got a Kerouac condition, got a cocaine cough Beautiful people Studio 54 is the only place to dance Beautiful people You know the garden's full of furniture, the house is full of plants People, they just want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to break you down Want to take you People, they just want to make you People, they just want to take you People, they just want to break you down They just want to take you down |
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6. |
| 3:59 | ||||
You think it's going alright
You think it's going fine girl You think there's nothing in it for you I hope you don't I hope you don't mind Gonna get you come around baby Want to see you through it Not makin' any promises maybe That's only in the movies, movies Things justa Don't seema To be going right Prospect of reconciliation Memories of some funny conversation Feel like taking a vacation Like going to the moon I can't afford it Your mother with a bird's nest hairdo Your brother with plenty of action Your father always thinking me a weirdo I can't get no satisfaction [Chorus: x4] You think it's going alright You think it's going fine girl You think there's nothing in it for you I hope you don't mind Your mother with a bird's nest hairdo Your brother with plenty of action Feel like taking a vacation Like going to the moon I can't afford it [Chorus: x8] |
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7. |
| 3:31 | ||||
Convict state It just wont rate He want to get higher Apple Isle, the inbred smile He's gonna get by'a His mother's hand He could not stand He left for the islands To fish and hunt He take a punt The New Guinea highlands Oh, Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him He had to go The Sirocco He's sailing the high seas Hollywood, captain blood He's billing the Nazi's Took a rebel stand With the contraband Coast of Mexico He want to pounce Like an animal To girls he just can't say no Oh Errol -I would give everything Just to be like him Oh Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him Yeah, yeah, yeah He had them all Screaming for more He played the wild scene Ah, scandalise, no compromise He's down on his knees Swashbuckling He was the king The toast of tinsel town They build him up They took it all And then they just cut him down Oh Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him Oh Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him Don't tell me it's true I don't want to hear about it Don't tell me it's true I don't want to hear about it Don't tell me it's true I don't want to hear about it Don't tell me it's true I don't want to hear about it Oh Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him Oh Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him Oh Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him Oh Errol - I would give everything Just to be like him |
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8. |
| 5:10 | ||||
Let me tell you 'bout two young lovers that lived on the coast She was such a pretty thing and man what a host Come evening time she sets the table for four Some friends are coming round tonight He's out on the town, he's trying to score Woke up early this morning, something's on his mind Cursin' the night before, breakfast at nine She felt him restless oh all through the night She senses something's wrong with him She don't want to pry, she just wants to know why [Chorus] Oh, oh,oh, oh - oh no not you again Don't own no swimming pool, not even a colour TV He work awful hard some days and she lets him be Things ain't looking good for them no love no more Some friends are coming round tonight He's out on the town, knockin' on the wrong doors [Chorus] Oh, oh, oh, oh - oh no not you again Oh, oh, oh, oh - oh no not you again Let me tell you bout two young lovers that lived on the coast She was such a pretty thing and man what a host Come evening time she sets the table for four Some friends are comin round tonight He's out on the town, he's trying to score [Chorus] Oh, oh,oh, oh - oh no not you again Oh, oh, oh, oh - oh no not you again Oh, oh, oh, oh - oh no not you again Oh, oh, oh, oh - oh no not you again ...... |
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9. |
| 4:32 | ||||
I said, hey, do you remember
Where we used to sit? All them summer rubber-necks kept coming To panel-van street We just yacht club dancing, city girls were rich I'm going to sneak out my window at four in the morning Going to meet them on the beach Lakeside, lakeside, lakeside Steal away, hide away Lakeside, lakeside, lakeside I just can't wait, I just can't wait I got a terrific Torana A green hand going to wave bye-bye I got a C.B. shuffle and a dashboard muffle Pilot's twitch my eye I've seen them from the mallway, supermarket spy From the frozen goods section, the delicatessen I've seen them racing by They're going to wallow in the shallows Great puce hippo Bar-b-que and blubber Please don't show, please don't show They're going to steal my sand space Out where the comperes go You shoulda seen 'em bathers! No hero, no hero I said, hey, do you remember Going cruising for a nude? Spot-pickin'em, sand kicken'em All the lousy and the lewd |
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10. |
| 4:08 | ||||
Several of my friends take cover
I'd be sure, beware the certain lover She's cool, she's you, It's oh such rue that she's done to you Steady yet baby, we'll be ready Sometimes I find my feet unsteady She's done time, She's done life This push and shove don't hurt so much Shut down, shut down, you should shut down on her, hey-ey-ey-ey Shut down, shut down, close enough so walk away-ay-ay-ay The girl has guts from top to toe A VIP's are spending money on this, no A slim waist, it's good taste The girl gets slow, but she'll up the pace You're addicted to the swing jet set Make your summer the perfect yet Look sharp, play the part Think with your mind and not your heart Shut down, shut down, you should shut down on her, hey-ey-ey-ey Shut down, shut down, close enough so walk away-ay, Walk away Love is easy, love's so unkind Some are sleezy, love's so blind Her blue eyes, her bust size She's done her homework and I'm not surprised Several of my friends take cover Beware, be sure the certain lover She's done time, She's done life This push and shove don't hurt so much Shut down, shut down, you should shut down on her, hey-ey-ey-ey Shut down, shut down, close enough so walk away-ay-ay-ay One hour (one hour), one day (one day), some how (some how), some way Shut down, shut down, so close it up and save your alimony Hey, your alimony, (I said) your alimony, (Hey) your alimony Save it (your alimony, your alimony, (Hey) your alimony, your alimony) (Alimony, alimony, alimony, alimony, alimony, alimony |
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11. |
| 4:42 | ||||
Ain't nothing like the windy city
Where the station-wagon died Where the wild dogs meet the fences And the horsemen, fences ride Where the flatlands become flatlands And the caravans collide I'm just sitting 'neath the mango Running a tide Took a ride on a bin-train 50 cars or more They say the heads are just insane But it's too risky to score Sittin' on the lawn with Andrea Draggin' the line for big red Everyone looks better with a suntan Easier to get you into bed Daughters of the northern coast Sons of beaches, don't deliver the post You know the post is a ghost Lee Marlin went lookin' for a marvin While we were looking for a line at the pub Hey, and still the black man's starvin' No wonder nobody wants a job Helicopter over homestead Stirring all the young blades at night They're steppin' out there in the sultry summer evening Their pistols all packed And their badges so bright Daughters of the northern coast Sons of beaches, don't deliver the post You know the post is a ghost Took a ride on a bin-train 50 cars or more They say the heads are just insane But it's too risky to score Andrea's been giving me a towel down Standing on a palm beach shore If 'n'those girls keep a doin' that thing I can't wait for next year I'm gonna come back for more Daughters of the northern coast Sons of beaches, don't deliver the post You know the post is a ghost |
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12. |
| 5:23 | ||||
Meet me down by the jetty landing
Where the the pontoons bump and sway I see the others reading, standing As the Manly Ferry cuts its way to Circular Quay Hear the Captain blow his whistle So long she's been away I miss our early morning wrestle Not a very Happy way to start the day She don't like That kind of behaviour She don't like That kind of behaviour So, throw down your guns Don't be so reckless Throw down your guns Don't be so Feel like Scott of the Antarctic Base camp too far away A Russian sun beneath the Arctic Burke and Wills and camels Initials in the tree She don't like That kind of behaviour She don't like That kind of behaviour So, throw down your guns Don't be so reckless Throw down your guns Don't be so |
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13. |
| 4:06 | ||||
City sleeps, taxi sweeps
Avenue of broken dreams No-one calls the angel falls Alice is in wonderland White man dance heat romance Neon fashion chatter Alice is in clubland Wo-oh-oh-oh while limbo Wo-oh-oh-oh while limbo She's no Juliet or gigolo Years may come Years may go Alice is in limbo Alice cried, there's no romance It's a hopeless dance Babylon is broken Alice cried the dream has died There is no wonderland |
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14. |
| 3:51 | ||||
We went a walkin out in the sun
We got to talkin havin some fun Sure feels right Sure feels good Get to go a little crazy It's understood We went a drivin out in the rain Old folks arrivin lookin the same Run to ground Inch by inch Pound by pound And pinch by pinch Piece by piece It's all the same Well two can play At that game Hearing the phone ring, waitin to answer Call up an actress, speak to a dancer Watching the windsurf watching them capsize We hear you talking we hear you tell lies We're getting younger, we're getting older Taking a jacket, hanging the bowler |
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15. |
| 4:47 | ||||
I am guerilla with a jungle language
A jungle Jimmy with a jungle jeans I keep-a loose with battle fatigue Gimme gimme jungle scenes I wanna do some mid-east cruisin Meet an arab sheik with an M16 But I'll never get past Elwood The best dressed trouble shooter You've ever seen Give me a rifle and some Beaujolais Those trouble spots they're all so far away I will be on the road to Mandalay You want trouble I'll give you trouble You're gonna love it alot I am a killer a soldier of fortune I ride the jeeps in my jungle greens I raid a village and napalm the elders A revolutionary-hey, where you been? Give me a carbine and a packed lunch I'll go and join the mercenary bunch Oh, I've gotta follow my hunch You want trouble I'll give you trouble You're gonna love it a lot I could be a soldier Sailin the sea I could be a soldier A real fine mercenary I could be an airman And bomb the enemy, the enemy I'm gonna get your body I'm gonna take your life I'm gonna stab your body With my general issue knife |
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16. |
| 5:38 | ||||
Your smile was so disarming
You'd better mind your own affair Picking up the pieces Of a life that shone in tatters You're gonna come back if you dare Ain't it always the way You get just one chance Ain't it always the way Ain;t it always the way Better learn to mind your business (watch out for your own) Sail your boat on placid bays You'd better learn to keep the big train on the straight and narrow Let the first mate cast away Then along comes the say Then along comes the day Be a winner A dead ringer for the truth Will the circle be unbroke Be a master of your destiny This is not a joke |
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17. |
| 5:40 | ||||
I'm just a shy romantic with my eyes on the loose
I'm in a overcoarted way A poet in a garret You know some people say Standing at the barline with my lip on the curl I'm with the other lean and lear My finger on the pulse And my hand around a beer Ah, Ahh, well I don't wanna know what's going round here Ah, Ahh, it's just a matter of time, hold it under light Ah, Ahh, I've got to get away, to get away, to get away The singer in the band, he sweat on a pose And he's really such a jerk Thinks he can call me stupid Because he gets a lot of work I'm standing in the background, got my arms on the fold And every dog's gonna have it's day The New Musical Express and my own 4-way P.A. Well, I've been reading those biographies in paperback I've got a death-wish that I can't expalin I've been working on the petulance And the urchin took my name |