Big Audio Dynamite

(Go ahead London)

Bad life, Bad language
Bad news, Bad

When I'm at home my woman won't leave me alone
And that's bad, so bad

So I walked out of the door and it seemed worse than before
And that's bad, so bad

And the thought occurred to me, how come that everything you see
Is so bad, so bad

But before I realised, hit by a truck and paralyzed
And that's bad, so bad

A golden opportunity claim my insurance policy
Hmmmmm... so bad

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Go ahead London)
(Crazy)

Watch TV go goggle-eyed
See a horror movie get petrified
Go dye your hair use peroxide
Smoke a spliff get red eye
Hitler wanted to commit genocide
To the allied powers he notified
Went into Poland, the place he occupied
They all had a war and millions died
Jerry Lee Lewis had a child bride
Only thirteen but he said he's justified
Clint Eastwood starred on RawHide
Now he lives in California off a mountain side
Making love you got to be satisfied
Make a mistake it's got to be rectified
Jesus Christ got crucified
So the Empire Rome could get gratified

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Make me bad)
(Crazy)

From the dancefloor I can see decadent society
And that's bad,so bad

As diverse as it could be, it's still cold and empty
And that's bad, so bad

There's the floor, that's the score
You don't like it, there's the door
And that's bad, so bad

Attitudes of some would say I got money, I'm okay
And that's bad, so bad

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Bad)
(Crazy)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Do it, do it, do it

Got to modify your wheels if you want a low ride
On the windscreen says tax applied
Play your music loud well amplified
Each selection bona-fide
Hawaii 5.0 deals with homicide
On the slab the victims get mortified
Some people like to eat Kentucky Fried
Others like a Big Mac and French Fries
Nation's economy is on a downward slide
On the best course of action no one can decide
Company cheques got to be verified
Poor people got no money but they got their pride
Cop on wheels is Ironside
East, sleep, work, cheap, nine to five
Reagan won in a landslide
Which brings us back to RawHide
(RawHide)

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Make me bad)
(Crazy, crazy)
(Go ahead London)

(Crazy, crazy)

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)

This is so fucking bad

The horses are on the track

There's a new dance that's going around
When the hits start flying, you gotta get down
All the young people dance 'round the square
That old time groove is really nowhere

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

A dance to the tune of economic decline
Is when you do the bottom line
Nagging questions always remain
Why did it happen, and who was to blame?

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

The horses are on the track

They've been doing it down at the zoo
And I can show ya, here's what t'do
All of the States and over UK
Even the Soviets are swinging away

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Anything y'want is yours


The road ahead's clear as a motorway
Give us this day our daily breads, and send us on our way
Perchance to dream or take a holiday
Romeo, oh, Romeo, y'gotta have your say

When you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

When you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Anything y'want is yours

I'm gonna take ya to
I'm gonna take ya to
I'm gonna take ya to
Part 2

Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle

Jungle's in a cage

Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands

Trouble in the homelands makes front page



Zu-zu-lu come out to play

Bongo drums said today

Front page caption read like this

Natives dress as terrorists



Tribal war a perfect plan for the one that damned the land

Since that ain't you or me tribal war continually

Powdered milk for malnutrition send us some more ammunition

Never mind the ivory trade, let's go plant a hand granade



Thank you boss for Red Cross

Apreciate good will

No no no, stomach for our loss

Yeah yeah yeah, I feel quite ill



I-I-I`d rally round the flag

Rally round the flag, but we got so many

I guess that's why, why you act

Like we ain't got any



Tarzan has come home again, heard the news diamond vein

Had to split no room to swing, Sun City wanted him to sing

Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority

When these guys come on the scene, ruined a good blues party



"I know I've heard the tune before"

I thought as I was kicked through the door

Something 'bout admission fee

But I was sure, house belong to me



They told us to go in stereo

Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow

Egged on by TV cameraman

Someone called the teargas van



White knight write our wrongs, lyrics for the protest song

Number one top of the charts, rock 'n' roll bleeding hearts

They offer us a special patch, knew there had to be a catch

Family tree pulled at the root, they still bear that old strange fruit



Plenty reason, plenty reason to be gum

Living by the gun down in a slum

Stake your claim blow by blow

Saw my pals go flying through the window



Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle

Jungle's in a cage

Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands

Trouble in the homelands, bosses in a rage



I know mister if it was you, it would be cut down like a flower

Some things never change, corporate crime gets free range

Only out for personal gain, grab the land and sieze the power

What's all this about big game, don`t you know the lions tame?

Listening to a metal music prank that leads straight to the bank

Each grunt and groan took literally some tired old rock star's fantasy

Suburbia is such a drag, bargain nightmares in a bag

Newspapers sell disaster and sin, and when the dustorm comes they say the Devil rides in



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact



Burnt out case from the neighborhood, converge one night deep in the wood

The bat from hell arrived that night to make that picnic outtasite

Satanic rights to a tune they knew well to make the party rock like hell

Hold tight the ride begins, macho men with pimply skin



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact



Come fly with me, talk to the trees, the duststorm doesn't always please

That's the gamble inside your head, let's play something else instead

Hide and seek for a shock, I can see right through that rock

Bang, you're dead the shit is real, someones scored a bum deal



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact



Teenage shrinks are all confused at the spread of drug abuse

Meanwhile down at the games arcade the latest candies are displayed

Guess what our kids got really cheap, the stuff that puts the elephants to sleep

Not paradise but blown to hell, they took their sabbath tapes as well



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact

Heard the news about the scare in the underwear

Population's getting thin, forget the bomb, its carnal sin, yeah

Marriage up, divorce is down, no one wants to fuck around

Save the rose, reject romance, Micky Mouse don't drop his pants



Now to sexual relations better take a wife

Now that sex is death, better lead a boring life

No time for social kissing, you'll hardly raise a smile

When you think what you'll be missing, iron undies back in style



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can't trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

No no no



Seems like only yesterday, cocaine and extasy

Run around and jump on anything you see

A marriage of convenience, saw a doctor went abroad

Saved up a few pennies, ran the weelchair down to Lourdes



Now handsome is as handsome does and I did it everywhere

Before the current era I didn't have a care

Bloodstream destination, megavitamin therapy

Artificial insemination, D.I.Y. vasectomy



Oh spaceman, junkfood Dallas, the 20th century

Two World Wars, a Great Depression, this must be Germ War III



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can't trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

No no no



No need for alimony 'cause no one wants to split

Leisure times a gamble, but jogging keeps you fit

Now I packed my bags for China, join the yellow race

Nostradamus had a theory, they're inheriting the place



Blamed it on the Haliens, C.I.A, and KGB

A.R.C. light a shining down on monogamy

New date really hard, promiscure? Change your views

Unless you got a health card, take a tip from Howard Hughes



Oh Trocadero transfer, I-Beam closet scene

Cat and mouse with the press, expose celebrity



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can't trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

No no no



The tramp of time continues, en masse to wedding bells

But they haven't made no breakthrough to helper T. white cells

Wholesale Hyper wipe out, technology against the pest

Put away those etchings, sorry baby no contest



Notches and phone numbers, collection flesh as pelts

Stealing cancers thunder, blows below the belt

Oh don't it make you wonder 'bout how the cards are dealt

Holy cow



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can`t trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

(Go ahead London)

Bad life, Bad language
Bad news, Bad

When I'm at home my woman won't leave me alone
And that's bad, so bad

So I walked out of the door and it seemed worse than before
And that's bad, so bad

And the thought occurred to me, how come that everything you see
Is so bad, so bad

But before I realised, hit by a truck and paralyzed
And that's bad, so bad

A golden opportunity claim my insurance policy
Hmmmmm... so bad

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Go ahead London)
(Crazy)

Watch TV go goggle-eyed
See a horror movie get petrified
Go dye your hair use peroxide
Smoke a spliff get red eye
Hitler wanted to commit genocide
To the allied powers he notified
Went into Poland, the place he occupied
They all had a war and millions died
Jerry Lee Lewis had a child bride
Only thirteen but he said he's justified
Clint Eastwood starred on RawHide
Now he lives in California off a mountain side
Making love you got to be satisfied
Make a mistake it's got to be rectified
Jesus Christ got crucified
So the Empire Rome could get gratified

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Make me bad)
(Crazy)

From the dancefloor I can see decadent society
And that's bad,so bad

As diverse as it could be, it's still cold and empty
And that's bad, so bad

There's the floor, that's the score
You don't like it, there's the door
And that's bad, so bad

Attitudes of some would say I got money, I'm okay
And that's bad, so bad

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Bad)
(Crazy)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Do it, do it, do it

Got to modify your wheels if you want a low ride
On the windscreen says tax applied
Play your music loud well amplified
Each selection bona-fide
Hawaii 5.0 deals with homicide
On the slab the victims get mortified
Some people like to eat Kentucky Fried
Others like a Big Mac and French Fries
Nation's economy is on a downward slide
On the best course of action no one can decide
Company cheques got to be verified
Poor people got no money but they got their pride
Cop on wheels is Ironside
East, sleep, work, cheap, nine to five
Reagan won in a landslide
Which brings us back to RawHide
(RawHide)

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
These are the things that make me bad
(Make me bad)
(Crazy, crazy)
(Go ahead London)

(Crazy, crazy)

These are the things that drive me crazy
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)

This is so fucking bad

Get three coffins ready.
Huh? Ah!

Covered wagon, medicine show
Take you to a place where the healing flows, oh-ho
Weak in spirit, we got the juice
Won't save your soul, it'll shine your shoes, oh
Treated king to kangaroo
Santa Fe to Timbuktu, oh-ho
Don't be fooled by imitation
This is the stuff that cured a nation
We took the tube and the high plains, too
Never stopped long, just passing through
A drop of the laughter of the maids of France
Makes a hopeless cripple dance, oh

It was really vile weather
When we got tarred and feathered
You could hear the six-guns sound
As they chased us out of town
Whoa-ho

In India, we're all the rave
Discovered that it's great as aftershave, oh-ho
Dropped in the sea just off Japan
Swapped twenty bottles for an aqua-walkman, oh
Immunity from ridicule
Improves your brains if you're a fool, oh-ho
And I read in the Middle East
Traded some for a hostage release
Now if you`re bald, it'll give you hair
If you've got straight trousers, it'll give you flares
Feeling up, you'll get depressed
Out of style, here's a brand new dress, oh

It was really vile weather
When we got tarred and feathered
You could hear the six-guns sound
As they chased us out of town

Who the hell is that? One bastard goes in, another one comes out!
Turn him around! Turn around!
Turn him around! Turn around!
(Laughing)
I'm innocent of anything!

You making some kind of joke?
Oh, no.
(Laughing)
I don't think it's nice, you laughing.

The stuff we sell is just the best
Passing all consumer tests, oh-ho
Days of heaven, nights of sin
Voodoo stick and shark's fin
When all around you seems like hell
Just one sip will make you well, oh-ho
Multi-purpose in a jar
If you ain't ill it'll fix your car
In days of yore, for all bad feelings
Washing socks and stripping ceilings
Nowadays, it's used medicinally
For all known human malady, oh

It was really vile weather
When we got tarred and feathered
You could hear the six-guns sound
As they chased us out of town
Whoa-ho...

Wanted in fourteen counties of this state, the condemned is found guilty of the crimes of murder, armed robbery of citizens, state banks and post offices, the theft of sacred objects, arson in a state prison, perjury, bigamy, deserting his wife and children, inciting prostitution, kidnapping, extortion, receiving stolen goods, selling stolen goods, passing counterfeit money, and contrary to the laws of this state, the condemned is guilty of using marked cards and loaded dice. Therefore, according to the power invested in us, we sentence the accused here before us, Tuco Benedicto Pacifico Juan Maria Ramirez...
...known as the Rat...
...and any other aliases he might have, to hang by the neck until dead. May God have mercy on his soul. Proceed.

Duck, you sucker!
(Gunfire)
I don't have to show you any stinkin' badges!
(Gunfire & yelling)
(Laughing to fade)

On the Ginza Strip the 100th building on the 100th floor

Dream team life enhancing behind the 100th door

Sukiyaki carried me to this place

Have to hari kari if ever I lose face



Western girls at Lexington Queen

Are the prettiest girls I've ever seen

I'd gladly part with hard earned Yen

Just so I could be with them



Chainsmoking at the Singalong Bar

Werged into the Subway Car

Heat up some more rice wine

Somebody just jumped on the line



Robots have run amok on the factory floor

Been 20 years at Sony and I can see 20 more

Hi-tech sex, wireless sets, samurai

Western ways, baseball games, apple pie



Though some will say we imitate

Produce the goods at a cheaper rate

Faster too reduced in size

Our ingenuitys' realised



I had to grab a massage cab

I left my briefcase at the lab

Godzilla ate the bullet train

Won't see Kyoto ever again



Now Papa jumped the gun back in '41

Following the flag of the rising sun

When Tojo did the Mojo, he was downed in flames

U.S. Destroyer and kamikaze plan



The West don't learn from history

Doomed to repeat it endlessly

We put the past on to Fuji

And we erase it totally, yeah



Soon, we'll be known as Great Japan

Just like they do in Great Britain

Spelt microchip and solid state

The things that made this country great



Sony

Why don't you play the tune now?
I don't like music.
Come on you little geezer.
You'll look funny when you're fifty.

Somebody I never met but in a way I know
Didn't think that you could get so much from a picture show
Man dies first reel
People ask what's the deal?
This ain't how it's supposed to be
Don't like no aborigine

Took a trip in Powis Square
Pop star dyed his hair
No fans to scream and shout
When mobsters came to flush him out
Gangland slaying underground
New identity must be found
On the left bank for a while
Insanity Bohemian style

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho

Met a dwarf that was no good
Dressed like little Red Riding Hood
Bad habit taking life
Calling card a six-inch knife
Ran off really fast
Mumbled something 'bout the past
Best sex I've ever seen
As if each moment was the last
Drops of blood, colour slide
Funeral for his bride
But it's him who's really dead
Gets to take the funeral ride

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-oh, oh-ho, oh-ho

You know, I don't think I'm gonna let you stay in the film business.

I like a bit of a cavort.
I don't answer solicitor's letters.
I apply a bit of pressure.

Space guy fell from the sky
Scratched my head and wondered why
Time slides into time
Across international dateline
Scientist eats bubblegum
Hall of fame, baseball
Senator's a hoodlum
Big chiefs in the hall

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho

Stray thoughts fear to tread
Placed upon the screen instead
She's my flame too hot to hold
Had to settle for her cold

Bloodlust, Greek god, gold discovery
Gone bust, tight wad, slow recovery
Axe job, flame thrower, iron bar and gun
Betting shop, new owner, a walk in the sun

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho

Spread the news: the Maestro's back
With a beat-box soundtrack
The King of brains - Queen of the sack
Executives have heart attack
It's assault course celluloid
The money makers would avoid
Sometimes notions get reversed
Centre of the universe

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho, oh-ho, oh-ho, oh-ho
...

The horses are on the track

There's a new dance that's going around
When the hits start flying, you gotta get down
All the young people dance 'round the square
That old time groove is really nowhere

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

A dance to the tune of economic decline
Is when you do the bottom line
Nagging questions always remain
Why did it happen, and who was to blame?

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

The horses are on the track

They've been doing it down at the zoo
And I can show ya, here's what t'do
All of the States and over UK
Even the Soviets are swinging away

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Anything y'want is yours


The road ahead's clear as a motorway
Give us this day our daily breads, and send us on our way
Perchance to dream or take a holiday
Romeo, oh, Romeo, y'gotta have your say

When you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

When you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Anything y'want is yours

I'm gonna take ya to
I'm gonna take ya to
I'm gonna take ya to
Part 2

Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle

Jungle's in a cage

Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands

Trouble in the homelands makes front page



Zu-zu-lu come out to play

Bongo drums said today

Front page caption read like this

Natives dress as terrorists



Tribal war a perfect plan for the one that damned the land

Since that ain't you or me tribal war continually

Powdered milk for malnutrition send us some more ammunition

Never mind the ivory trade, let's go plant a hand granade



Thank you boss for Red Cross

Apreciate good will

No no no, stomach for our loss

Yeah yeah yeah, I feel quite ill



I-I-I`d rally round the flag

Rally round the flag, but we got so many

I guess that's why, why you act

Like we ain't got any



Tarzan has come home again, heard the news diamond vein

Had to split no room to swing, Sun City wanted him to sing

Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority

When these guys come on the scene, ruined a good blues party



"I know I've heard the tune before"

I thought as I was kicked through the door

Something 'bout admission fee

But I was sure, house belong to me



They told us to go in stereo

Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow

Egged on by TV cameraman

Someone called the teargas van



White knight write our wrongs, lyrics for the protest song

Number one top of the charts, rock 'n' roll bleeding hearts

They offer us a special patch, knew there had to be a catch

Family tree pulled at the root, they still bear that old strange fruit



Plenty reason, plenty reason to be gum

Living by the gun down in a slum

Stake your claim blow by blow

Saw my pals go flying through the window



Li-li-lion, lion's in a jungle

Jungle's in a cage

Tra-tra-trouble, trouble in the homelands

Trouble in the homelands, bosses in a rage



I know mister if it was you, it would be cut down like a flower

Some things never change, corporate crime gets free range

Only out for personal gain, grab the land and sieze the power

What's all this about big game, don`t you know the lions tame?

Listening to a metal music prank that leads straight to the bank

Each grunt and groan took literally some tired old rock star's fantasy

Suburbia is such a drag, bargain nightmares in a bag

Newspapers sell disaster and sin, and when the dustorm comes they say the Devil rides in



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact



Burnt out case from the neighborhood, converge one night deep in the wood

The bat from hell arrived that night to make that picnic outtasite

Satanic rights to a tune they knew well to make the party rock like hell

Hold tight the ride begins, macho men with pimply skin



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact



Come fly with me, talk to the trees, the duststorm doesn't always please

That's the gamble inside your head, let's play something else instead

Hide and seek for a shock, I can see right through that rock

Bang, you're dead the shit is real, someones scored a bum deal



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact



Teenage shrinks are all confused at the spread of drug abuse

Meanwhile down at the games arcade the latest candies are displayed

Guess what our kids got really cheap, the stuff that puts the elephants to sleep

Not paradise but blown to hell, they took their sabbath tapes as well



Party down, eat your friend, B-movie stories never end

Rock the house, shoot your mum, cheap thrills wrapped up in bubblegum

Get down, burn the cat, the hardcore life is where it's at

Loveboat, sub attack, beware of sudden impact

Heard the news about the scare in the underwear

Population's getting thin, forget the bomb, its carnal sin, yeah

Marriage up, divorce is down, no one wants to fuck around

Save the rose, reject romance, Micky Mouse don't drop his pants



Now to sexual relations better take a wife

Now that sex is death, better lead a boring life

No time for social kissing, you'll hardly raise a smile

When you think what you'll be missing, iron undies back in style



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can't trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

No no no



Seems like only yesterday, cocaine and extasy

Run around and jump on anything you see

A marriage of convenience, saw a doctor went abroad

Saved up a few pennies, ran the weelchair down to Lourdes



Now handsome is as handsome does and I did it everywhere

Before the current era I didn't have a care

Bloodstream destination, megavitamin therapy

Artificial insemination, D.I.Y. vasectomy



Oh spaceman, junkfood Dallas, the 20th century

Two World Wars, a Great Depression, this must be Germ War III



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can't trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

No no no



No need for alimony 'cause no one wants to split

Leisure times a gamble, but jogging keeps you fit

Now I packed my bags for China, join the yellow race

Nostradamus had a theory, they're inheriting the place



Blamed it on the Haliens, C.I.A, and KGB

A.R.C. light a shining down on monogamy

New date really hard, promiscure? Change your views

Unless you got a health card, take a tip from Howard Hughes



Oh Trocadero transfer, I-Beam closet scene

Cat and mouse with the press, expose celebrity



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can't trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

No no no



The tramp of time continues, en masse to wedding bells

But they haven't made no breakthrough to helper T. white cells

Wholesale Hyper wipe out, technology against the pest

Put away those etchings, sorry baby no contest



Notches and phone numbers, collection flesh as pelts

Stealing cancers thunder, blows below the belt

Oh don't it make you wonder 'bout how the cards are dealt

Holy cow



Now where did it start and where will it end?

Be nice to the wife, can`t trust your friends

Masculine natural nowadays can offend

Never gonna fall in love again

Somebody I never met
But in a way I know
Didn't think that you could get
So much from a picture show
Man dies first reel
People ask what's the deal?
This ain't how it's supposed to be
Don't like no aborigine

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings no people prophecy
Time slide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery

Took a trip in Powis Square
Pop star dyed his hair
No fans to scream and shout
When mobsters came to flush him out
Gangland slaying underground
New identity must be found
On the left bank for a while
Insanity Bohemian style

Ritual ideas relativety
Only buildings no people prophecy
Time slide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery

Met a dwarf that was no good
Dressed like little Red Riding Hood
Bad habit taking life
Calling card a six inch knife
Ran off really fast
Mumbled something 'bout the past
Best sex I've ever seen
As if each moment was the last
Drops of blood color slide
Funeral for his bride
But it's him who's really dead
Gets to take the funeral ride

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings no people prophecy
Time slide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery

Space guy fell from the sky
Scratched my head and wondered why
Time slide into time
Across international dateline
Scientist eats bubblegum
Hall of fame baseball
Senators a Hoodlum
Big chiefs in the hall
Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings no people prophecy
Time slide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery

Stray thoughts fear to tread
Placed upon the screen instead
she's my flame too hot to hold
Had to settle for her cold

Blood lust, Greek God, Gold discovery
Gone bust, Tight wad, Slow recovery
Axe job, Flame thrower, Ironbar and gun
Betting shop, New owner, A walk in the sun

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings no people prophecy
Time slide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery

Spread the news the Maestros back
With a beat - box soundtrack
The King of brains - Queen of the sack'
Executives have heart attack
It's assault course celluloid
The money makers would avoid
Sometimes notions get reversed
Center of the universe

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings no people prophecy
Time slide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery

Ritual ideas relativety
Only buildings no people prophecy
Timeslide place to hide nudge reality
Foresight minds wide magic imagery

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Written By M. JONES, D. LETTS, D. DONOVAN
<i>Lyrics &copy; Universal Music Publishing Group</i>

Get three coffins ready.
Huh? Ah!

Covered wagon, medicine show
Take you to a place where the healing flows, oh-ho
Weak in spirit, we got the juice
Won't save your soul, it'll shine your shoes, oh
Treated king to kangaroo
Santa Fe to Timbuktu, oh-ho
Don't be fooled by imitation
This is the stuff that cured a nation
We took the tube and the high plains, too
Never stopped long, just passing through
A drop of the laughter of the maids of France
Makes a hopeless cripple dance, oh

It was really vile weather
When we got tarred and feathered
You could hear the six-guns sound
As they chased us out of town
Whoa-ho

In India, we're all the rave
Discovered that it's great as aftershave, oh-ho
Dropped in the sea just off Japan
Swapped twenty bottles for an aqua-walkman, oh
Immunity from ridicule
Improves your brains if you're a fool, oh-ho
And I read in the Middle East
Traded some for a hostage release
Now if you`re bald, it'll give you hair
If you've got straight trousers, it'll give you flares
Feeling up, you'll get depressed
Out of style, here's a brand new dress, oh

It was really vile weather
When we got tarred and feathered
You could hear the six-guns sound
As they chased us out of town

Who the hell is that? One bastard goes in, another one comes out!
Turn him around! Turn around!
Turn him around! Turn around!
(Laughing)
I'm innocent of anything!

You making some kind of joke?
Oh, no.
(Laughing)
I don't think it's nice, you laughing.

The stuff we sell is just the best
Passing all consumer tests, oh-ho
Days of heaven, nights of sin
Voodoo stick and shark's fin
When all around you seems like hell
Just one sip will make you well, oh-ho
Multi-purpose in a jar
If you ain't ill it'll fix your car
In days of yore, for all bad feelings
Washing socks and stripping ceilings
Nowadays, it's used medicinally
For all known human malady, oh

It was really vile weather
When we got tarred and feathered
You could hear the six-guns sound
As they chased us out of town
Whoa-ho...

Wanted in fourteen counties of this state, the condemned is found guilty of the crimes of murder, armed robbery of citizens, state banks and post offices, the theft of sacred objects, arson in a state prison, perjury, bigamy, deserting his wife and children, inciting prostitution, kidnapping, extortion, receiving stolen goods, selling stolen goods, passing counterfeit money, and contrary to the laws of this state, the condemned is guilty of using marked cards and loaded dice. Therefore, according to the power invested in us, we sentence the accused here before us, Tuco Benedicto Pacifico Juan Maria Ramirez...
...known as the Rat...
...and any other aliases he might have, to hang by the neck until dead. May God have mercy on his soul. Proceed.

Duck, you sucker!
(Gunfire)
I don't have to show you any stinkin' badges!
(Gunfire & yelling)
(Laughing to fade)

Why don't you play the tune now?
I don't like music.
Come on you little geezer.
You'll look funny when you're fifty.

Somebody I never met but in a way I know
Didn't think that you could get so much from a picture show
Man dies first reel
People ask what's the deal?
This ain't how it's supposed to be
Don't like no aborigine

Took a trip in Powis Square
Pop star dyed his hair
No fans to scream and shout
When mobsters came to flush him out
Gangland slaying underground
New identity must be found
On the left bank for a while
Insanity Bohemian style

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho

Met a dwarf that was no good
Dressed like little Red Riding Hood
Bad habit taking life
Calling card a six-inch knife
Ran off really fast
Mumbled something 'bout the past
Best sex I've ever seen
As if each moment was the last
Drops of blood, colour slide
Funeral for his bride
But it's him who's really dead
Gets to take the funeral ride

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-oh, oh-ho, oh-ho

You know, I don't think I'm gonna let you stay in the film business.

I like a bit of a cavort.
I don't answer solicitor's letters.
I apply a bit of pressure.

Space guy fell from the sky
Scratched my head and wondered why
Time slides into time
Across international dateline
Scientist eats bubblegum
Hall of fame, baseball
Senator's a hoodlum
Big chiefs in the hall

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho

Stray thoughts fear to tread
Placed upon the screen instead
She's my flame too hot to hold
Had to settle for her cold

Bloodlust, Greek god, gold discovery
Gone bust, tight wad, slow recovery
Axe job, flame thrower, iron bar and gun
Betting shop, new owner, a walk in the sun

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho

Spread the news: the Maestro's back
With a beat-box soundtrack
The King of brains - Queen of the sack
Executives have heart attack
It's assault course celluloid
The money makers would avoid
Sometimes notions get reversed
Centre of the universe

Ritual ideas relativity
Only buildings, no people prophecy
Time slide, place to hide, nudge reality
Foresight, minds wide, magic imagery, oh-ho, oh-ho, oh-ho, oh-ho
...

The horses are on the track

There's a new dance that's going around
When the hits start flying, you gotta get down
All the young people dance 'round the square
That old time groove is really nowhere

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

A dance to the tune of economic decline
Is when you do the bottom line
Nagging questions always remain
Why did it happen, and who was to blame?

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

The horses are on the track

They've been doing it down at the zoo
And I can show ya, here's what t'do
All of the States and over UK
Even the Soviets are swinging away

So when you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Anything y'want is yours


The road ahead's clear as a motorway
Give us this day our daily breads, and send us on our way
Perchance to dream or take a holiday
Romeo, oh, Romeo, y'gotta have your say

When you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Don't know what you're waiting for

When you reach the bottom line
The only thing t'do is climb
Pick yourself up off the floor
Anything y'want is yours

I'm gonna take ya to
I'm gonna take ya to
I'm gonna take ya to
Part 2

Listening to a metal music prank that leads straight to the bank
Each grunt and groan took literally some tired old rock star's fantasy
Suburbia is such a drag, bargain nightmares in a bag
Newspapers sell disaster and sin, and when the dust storm comes they say the Devil rides in

Party down, eat your friend, be