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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Music has charms they say
But in some people's hands It becomes a savage beast Can't they control it Why don't they hold it back You see my friend and me Don't have an easy day And at night we dance not fight And we need the energy If not the sympathy But I'm brutalized by bass And terrorized by treble I'm open to change my mood but I always get caught in the middle And I get tired of DJs Why is it always what he plays I'm gonna push right through I'm gonna tell him too Tell him to Play us Play us a slow song Play us a slow song It's late ? I'm winding down Am I the only one To want a strong and silent sound To pick me up and undress me Lay me down and caress me I feel you touch my hand And whisper in my ear Ask me how I'm feeling now And I want to get near you But I can't even hear you But this is a fine romance If we have to be so demanding We need just one more dance to Leave here with an understanding And I get tired of DJs Why's it always what he plays I'm gonna push right through I'm gonna tell him too Tell him to Play us Play us a slow song Play us a slow song |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
I was so low
People almost made me give up trying Always said no The I turned around saw someone smiling I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another world There was no light I was going to all the wrong places Like day from night Suddenly I saw a thousand faces I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another world |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Don't you feel like trying something new
Don't you feel like breaking out or breaking us in two You don't do the things that I do You want to do things I can't do Always something breaking us in two You and I could never live alone But don't you feel like breaking out just one day on your own Why does what I'm saying hurt you I didn't say that we were through Always something breaking us in two They say two hearts should beat as one for us We'll fight it out to see it through I say that won't be too much fun for us Though it's oh so nice to get advice It's oh so hard to do Could we be much closer if we tried We could stay at home and stare into each other's eyes Maybe we could last an hour Maybe then we'd see right through Always something breaking us in two |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Everything
Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer Don't touch that dial Don't try to smile Just take this pill It's in your file Don't work hard Don't play hard Don't plan for the graveyard Remember ? Everything Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer Don't work by night Don't sleep by day You'll feel all right But you will pay No caffeine No protein No booze or Nicotine Remember ? Everything Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer No caffeine No protein No booze or Nicotine Remember ? Everything Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Trying to find Chinatown
Trying to find Chinatown A hungry man Can hold out a long time For some soul food Good food, whole food I know I was that man Maybe sometimes hold out a little too long I took a right Then I took a wrong turn Someone asked me for a quarter It didn't seem to fit He didn't look much like a Chinaman Trying to find Chinatown Trying to find Chinatown An old black man Pushing a shopping trolley Filled with tin cans Avoided his glance I'm nervous and I'm lost And I don't see too many restaurants A guy laid out With a knife in his back A cop came along Told him, move on Go home and sleep it off I didn't know if I should get involved Trying to find Chinatown Trying to find Chinatown |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Take your mind back ? I don't know when
Sometime when it always seemed to be just us and them Girls that wore pink and boys that wore blue Boys that always grew up better men than me and you What's a man now ? what's a man mean Is he rough or is he rugged Is he cultural and clean Now it's all change ? it's got to change more 'Cause we think it's getting better but nobody's really sure And so it goes ? go round again But now and then we wonder who the real men are See the nice boys ? dancing in pairs Golden earring golden tan Blow-wave in the hair Sure they're all straight ? straight as a line All the gays are macho Can't you see the leather shine You don't want to sound dumb ? don't want to offend So don't call me a faggot Not unless you are a friend Then if you're tall and handsome and strong You can wear the uniform and I could play along And so it goes ? go round again But now and then we wonder who the real men are Time to get scared ? time to change plan Don't know how to treat a lady Don't know how to be a man Time to admit ? what you call defeat 'Cause there's women running past you now and you just drag your feet Man makes a gun ? Man goes to war Man can kill and man can drink and man can take a whore Kill all the blacks ? kill all the reds And if there's war between the sexes then there'll be no people left And so it goes ? go round again But now and then we wonder who the real men are |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Now ?
The mist across the window hides the lines But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine Electricity so fine Look and dry your eyes We ? So tired of all the darkness in our lives With no more angry words to say can come alive Get into a car and drive To the other side Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light We ? Are young but getting old before our time We'll leave the T.V. and the radio behind Don't you wonder what we'll find Steppin' out tonight? You ? Can dress in pink and blue just like a child And in a yellow taxi turn to me and smile We'll be there in just a while If you follow me Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Here we stand ?
(remote control buttons in our sweaty little hands) As one man ? (we're lining up and waiting for someone's command) We don't move ? (we sent out for food, get the news on video) I can prove ? (there's no need for movies, we got HBO) In the T.V. age They're out there somewhere (you know the force has got a lot of power ? but what makes you think it gives a shit about you… who are you anyway?) They're taking over (and I believe ? the aliens have to take a physical form on our planet ? so why not one with 13 channels…) They're out there somewhere Times must change (this ain't the stone age, we don't have rocks in our heads) What's so strange ? (we don't work no more, so why get out of bed) T.V. rules ? (pretty soon you won't be able to turn it off at all) All you fools ? (then it'll turn you off ? your back's against the wall) In the ? T.V. Age |
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from Joe Jackson - Night And Day (1985)
Uptown ? downtown
No one's fussy I'm a target Black, white ? day, night No one's fussy I'm a target Somebody say I'm crazy Walking in this neighbourhood Say you can't be too careful But that won't do no good I'm no one special But any part of town Someone could smile at me then Shake my hand then gun me down Uptown ? downtown No one's fussy I'm a target Black, white ? day, night No one's fussy I'm a target Somebody say I'm crazy Living in this crazy town I say maybe you're just lazy Got to either swim or drown I know what I'm doing I'm happy day to day But then something happens Takes my nerve away Uptown ? downtown No one's fussy I'm a target Black, white ? day, night No one's fussy I'm a target |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Oh the romance of these harbour towns
Lights that shimmer on canals And in the bottom of your glass The air buzzing with foreign tongues And the occasional cries Of sailors, tramps and rock 'n' rollers . . . (Hey babe you look so hot tonight Hey come over here I'll treat you right) 'Cause . . . A man's a man all right Just like any other man He'll search the town tonight For a fifty dollar love affair And another taste of cheap delight Street food sizzling outside Washed down with the local poison These back alleys with their pinkish lights And the occasional cries Of smugglers, bums and credit card holders . . . (Hey babe I feel so good tonight I got shore leave and I sure ain't leavin' here till I prove that . . .) A man's a man all right Just like any other man He'll search the town tonight For a fifty dollar love affair |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
(On the 10th anniversary of the end of World War II)
Here in Berlin - people line up to get in To wait for the end - living in glorious sin They've looked around - and now there is no looking back To when rivers ran red - now it's the sky that grows black Shadows are cast as two giants roam over the earth We light a match - but what is that little flame worth Once allies danced and sang But it was forty years ago Here in D.C. - they talk about 'Euro-disease' And how the French are always so damn hard to please otions are passed in Brussels but no one agrees And no one walks tall - but no-one gets down on their knees Once allies laughed and drank But it was forty years ago Where I come from They don't like Americans much They think they're so loud, so tasteless, and so out of touch Stiff upper lips are curled into permanent sneers self-satisfied Awaiting the next forty years Once allies cried and cheered But it was forty years ago |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Of all the stupid things I could have thought
This was the worst I started to believe That I was born at seventeen And all the stupid things The letters and the broken verse Stayed hidden at the bottom of the drawer They'd always been And now I plough through piles Of bills, receipts and credit cards And tickets and the Daily News And sometimes I just . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there We think we're pretty smart Us city slickers get around And when the going's rough We kill the pain and relocate We're never married Never faithful not to any town But we never leave the past behind We just accumulate So sometimes when the music stops I seem to hear a distant sound Of waves and seagulls Football crowds and church bells And I . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there Back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
I'm not a happy guy
But I'm not always sad And I'm no millionaire But I don't do so bad But no matter who you think you are There's always someone with a different view There's always someone thinks he's got a right To say what's good for you So how do you know That the man in the street don't care And why don't you care When the man in the street don't know Anyway I'm not a clever guy But I'm sure not that dumb Don't have the inside news But I know what goes on And if you put your faith in God above Or if you watch the skies for Superman There's always times when you can see the answers Slip right through their hands So how do you know That the man in the street don't care And why don't you care When the man in the street don't know Anyway So no matter who they think they are As they tell you who to fight or how to dance Why don't you give yourself a break And give us all a chance 'Cause how do you know That the man in the street don't care And why don't you care When the man in the street don't know |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
A million tiny lights are strung across the western sky
They burn to light our mission But it's just a million lonely hearts Strung out from never asking why We burn with blind ambition I heard somebody say I don't regret my wedding day But something's wrong It's not the same I'm lonely and I'd start again If I had the time Precious time But I don't ask much Just to keep in touch And waste a little of your precious time Waste a little of your precious time A million dollars never justified a million lies To jockey for position And if two hearts can't beat as one How can a million souls survive In this world of suspicion I heard somebody say I dream about my wedding day Through lonely nights I dream of you A lover though a friend would do I'd find him if I had the time Precious time But I don't ask much Just to keep in touch And waste a little of your precious time Waste a little of your precious time And just a smile's enough Just some of that human stuff And waste a little of your precious time Precious time |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Stop everything...
I think I hear the President The pied piper of the TV screen Is gonna make it simple And he's got it all mapped out And illustrated with cartoons Too hard for clever folks to understand Yeah, they're more used to words like: Ideology... But they say it's not the issue Ideology... They're not talkin' 'bout right or left They're talkin' 'bout... Right and wrong - do you know the difference Right and wrong - do you know the difference 'Tween the right and the left and the East and the West What you know and the things that you'll never see So what ya think- You like the Yankees or the Mets this year? And what about this latest war of words, And what about the Commies? You know, I saw the news last night All illustrated with cartoons So when they come with that opinion poll Yeah, they better not use words like: Ideology... Or try to tell me 'bout the issues Ideology... Whose side are you on 'Cause we're talkin' 'bout... Where are we? |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Strange
How the world got so small I turned around and there was nowhere left to go So sad The dream always dies Each new arrival closes places in my mind But I can dream Until I go Of smells that I don't recognize And by the river In Shanghai The colour of the sky Is something I've never seen After the summer rain Children smile Curious and kind And the world is big again |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Every time I turn on the TV it's always the same old tease
See everything you ever dreamed that you could want But nothing that you need And every gorgeous girl in Hollywood could soon be mine I got the money and from time to time I have the time Get the image right Party through the night But as it's getting light I'm still waiting for a soul kiss Do I have to say please And it's always just a near miss Always just a big tease Is it always gonna be like this When you're lookin' for a soul kiss And all the record stores Are filled with pretty boys and their material girls And even students vote for actors Then they tell you it's a safer world And all the hippies work for IBM or take control Of faster ways to sell you food that isn't really whole I like to wine and dine You sure are lookin' fine And we could kill some time But I'm looking for a soul kiss I've even said please But it's always just a near miss Always just a big tease Is it always gonna be like this When you're lookin' for a soul kiss |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Take what you want
But just what you need For survival Life's a bitch and then you die Nothing you can do about it Anything you steal or buy You're gonna be leaving here without it So take what you want But just what you need For survival |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
It's Xmas time again
Has it really been a year And a soldier sighs again And thinks about his kids and English beer Pulls on his boots again And steps into the pissing rain And the clouds look just like dirty sheep But at least he's got a job And he knows he can't complain And you may think that this song comes too late But lest we forget This tango Atlantico isn't over yet Can you imagine this The general and the lady dance She flashes victory signs and smokes cigars He shines his medals up for one last chance They make a pretty pair But no one understands their game Because they can't agree about the stakes They can't agree on anything They can't even agree on the name And you may think that this song comes too late But lest we forget This tango Atlantico isn't over yet Sorry Tommy . . . Lost a foot? . . . Bloody land mines . . . No more soccer for you . . . And you may think that this song comes too late But lest we forget This tango Atlantico isn't over yet |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Hey pal
Can I take your picture for the people back home They won't believe it when they see this stuff You see the camera that I got in Hong Kong Completely duty free This really is a pretty scene Could you ask your kid to smile please Sorry what exactly do you mean Can you say it in English 'Cause we're the . . . Jet set - get out of our way And don't be messin' with the . . . Jet set - get out of our way We got a lot of things to see Let's get a Big Mac Get it while the dollar's worth a thousand yen It's quite a bargain here Next year We'll save some money and we'll hire Big en For our anniversary This really is a pretty scene But I'm happy I don't live here Hey what's the matter with the waiter's face Can you say it in English 'Cause we're the . . . Jet set - get out of our way And don't be messin' with the . . . Jet set - get out of our way We got a lot of things to see |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
You know you're gonna have to face up to the facts
Youre just another face in a big crowd You know we gotta try hard to relax We can laugh - but not too loud It's never like you see in a magazine And you don't even know what you mean to me And I don't understand this feeling But wanna be with you tonight Tonight and forever You drive me crazy and you say that you'll never change And I could never do what you want to Don't you find this whole thing a little strange I don't even know if I like you It's never like you see on a movie screen But there's something that you do to me And I'm not sure that I believe it But I wanna be with you tonight Tonight and forever |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
In distant lands
There's no such luxury You'd give your hand In pre-arranged matrimony You'd wear the veil I'd sit in some cafe somewhere Instead of this running around And this right to be free So pleased with ourselves but there's one thing I've found about you and me We can't live together But we can't stay apart In all my dreams I've wanted someone like you With no extremes We'd both do what we have to do But it's too easy, and then it's too hard And passion gives us away We know when to play the right cards But we never know what to say And we can't live together But we can't stay apart Why can't you be just more like me Or me like you And why can't one and one Just add up to two But we can't live together And we can't stay apart |
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from Joe Jackson - Big World (1986)
Out to the west there's a trail that leads somewhere
And a call of the wild that takes some people there Through Monument Valley to California sun From New Amsterdam to the Way the West Was Won Well, years will go by when you won't get nowhere You're cold and you're tired and you're free and you don't care You keep pushin' on when your friends keep turning back And you keep building towns and laying railroad track And things get crazy and you have to use that gun And you wonder if this is the way the west is won But keep thinkin' that way and you won't get nowhere 'Cause you got a right just to get where you're goin' to Gotta keep runnin' gotta be the best Gotta walk tall in the wild west You keep on the move or you try to settle down And there's strangers from further and further away in town And you give them some tools and they know what must be done And you know who's the boss and you know the west was won And they say... Where I come from you can't get nowhere I'm breaking my back for some opportunity Making my fortune and I'll take it all home Tell my kids about the wild west But there's still beauty as the flowers bloom on desert sands And there's still hope as the sun rises over the Rio Grande But it's so crowded now and nothing's simple any more And they're still knocking at your door You hear guns in the night and you hope they're not for you 'Cause a dog eats a dog then he eats his master too In the land of the free and the not so often brave There's both love or money, now choose which you will save But... keep thinkin' that way and you won't get nowhere 'Cause you got a right just to get where you're goin' to Gotta keep runnin' gotta be the best Gotta walk tall in the wild west |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
Johnny was a young boy
with nothing much except a certain kind of look in his eye He was discovered one day - you see he had a certain kind of appeal for a certain kind of guy Who gave him some advice on what to wear and sent him out to make the young girls cry And all the young boys who'd just been dumb and restless now they could identify So tell me who'll take the blame for the way things turned out Well six long months passed and Johnny was the biggest thing alive And we loved Johnny and we owned Johnny and no one knew how Johnny felt inside And Johnny was so beautiful, he was like a god and we all went along for the ride And the ride started to go too fast and Johnny just conveniently died And he went up in flames He did what he had to do And they say it's a tragic story he just wasn't there one day but he went out in a Blaze of Glory and you and I - you and I just fade away Well nowadays there's a lot of guys like Johnny they got it all worked out - like working 9 to 5 But they're all just cartoons - all think they're Superman but they can't even fly And they say that Johnny's ghost walks 'round in Memphis when the moon is full and high And I wonder if he sees these jokers and I wonder if he laughs or if he cries Now he's an angel in flames But what about you and me And they say it's a tragic story he just wasn't there one day but he went out in a Blaze of Glory and you and I - you and I just fade away |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
Discipline can stop my hunger
Discipline can quench my thirst Discipline can make me stronger If it doesn't kill me first I'm gonna pump it up gotta keep my body from falling apart I gotta keep it up Discipline can stop my hunger Discipline can quench my thirst Discipline can make me stronger If it doesn't kill me first I'm gonna tie you up gonna keep you begging for the key to my heart I gotta keep it up But tonight I'm gonna be my only slave put on my CD of the sound of waves and drift away 'til another day . . . Discipline can stop my hunger Discipline can quench my thirst Discipline can make me stronger If it doesn't kill me first |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
Stop - what's that sound
It's the death rattle of this rusty old town Stop - listen again It's the sound of laughter all along the Thames Hey - what's my line Do I have to stay here 'til the end of time I'm - good lookin' and bright I wanna see life after ten at night So if they ask you where I am I'm in the back of a Transit Van In a squat on the Earls Court Road Gone down to London turning coal into gold Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King Hey - what's your name The boys back home all seem to look the same You - should stick with me and one of us will make it, just you see Stop - what's that sound Seems like the sixties are still swingin' around Hey - can you hear me back there or is there anybody left to care So if you ask me where they are They're hanging tough in a Soho bar Playing guitars in the Underground Gone down to London tryin' to chase that sound Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King So I ask you should I cry or laugh Drinking tea in a Kings Cross Caff A leather jacket against the cold Gone down to London turning coal into gold Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
There's a country where no one knows
what's going on in the rest of the world There's a country where minds are closed with just a few asking questions Like what do their leaders say in sessions behind closed doors and if this is the perfect way why do we need these goddamn lies This doesn't go down too well "We give you everything and you throw it back Don't like it here you can go to hell You're either with or against us . . ." There's a country that's great and wide It's got the biggest of everything Try to attack it and you can't hide Don't say that you haven't been warned You can't hide in a gunman's mask or kill innocent folks and run But if you're good at it they might ask - come on over to the other side There's a country that's tired of war There's a country that's scared inside But the bank is open and you can draw for guns to fight in their backyard I could go on but what's the use You can't fight them with songs But think of this as just another tiny blow against the Empire Another blow against the Evil Empire Just another blow against the Evil Empire |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
Sometimes I feel so alive
Sometimes I see so clear Just like the way we always were So young and free from fear I lose my fear of war and dying and all the clouds just disappear Only my mirror sees me crying Each time I lose another year... Wouldn't be a drag to be like you Settling down and having kids and telling them what to do Well I'm gonna stay...19 forever We can do magic in these times be what we want to be We'll all be rock 'n' roll stars immortal on TV And if you see me looking tired I've just been sleeping thought the day But I got something to keep me wired So we can dance the night away Wouldn't it be a drag to be like them They're gonna sell out everything But I won't get fooled again 'Cause I'm gonna be... 19 forever You better believe it - you know my dream's still alive You can love it or leave it But I'm never gonna be 35 |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
I'm gonna rant and rave
I'm gonna lose control if they get me mad I'm staring at the TV screen They're staring right back I got a bottle in my hand I think I'll blow them up I'm gonna weep and wail I'm gonna gnash my teeth at the lies they tell and half the people in the world don't even know where they are don't even know they're being had I'm gonna wake them up (Believe me you'll find out that everything's rotten from bottom to top through and through All gold is just glitter all gains are ill-gotten But now what the hell do we do . . .) I'm gonna scream and shout I'm gonna stamp my feet 'til a policeman comes I don't care what they say Don't care what they write down Book of Rules or Book of Life I'm gonna tear them up (now who wants to be just a bug that they trample Well you see what has happened of course 'cause instead of using the force of example Now it's just the example of force...) |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
We always were the kind of people
To take it hard when things would go wrong Little things would bother me And little things would make you cry And after all the confrontations When it comes time for saying goodbye All that I can wonder Is what do I do with these flowers And what do I do with my evenings And what do you do with that ring I'm gonna go now No you can't hold me Not with such a sentimental thing So tell me why I'm feeling nothing And tell me how you can't even cry Little things are logical But if there's a god above then can it be that love was Just another sentimental thing |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
I'll try to protect you
If Idon't get too scared I'll never neglect you If my feelings are shared I'll be right behind you If you don't move too fast And I'll try to remind you that some things can last I'll love you forever or at least many years If you know I'll never take away all your fears And I'll never roam not unless I have to But I'll always come home that's the best I can do It's the best I can do |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
Some say the world is spinning faster
Some say it isn't fast enough Some people say they've got the answer and some are scared to say they can't keep up I read the paper but it still isn't clear The bombs are falling but I'm still here I know all the figures and I know all the facts But all I can do is keep trying . . . . To look for the Human Touch Life is hard when you've got nothing Life can be hard when you've got too much Sometimes I wonder what's the difference It's only better with someone to touch I got the telephone stuck to my ear I keep yelling but you don't hear In all the universe I'm just a speck of dust But all I can do is keep trying . . . . To give you the Human Touch You know we're nothing in the scheme of things Just microchips in big machines And the world is spinning round and round but I know that we can slow it down And I know that I can make you see I'm on the side of you and me and all I want to do listen to me . . . Is give you . . . give you Give you the Human Touch |
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from Joe Jackson - Blaze Of Glory (1989)
Hey - did you ever see so many stars in the sky
Yeah - and can you imagine how many we can't even see Imagine we're in the jiddle of the Galaxy Yeah - Imagine how many blazing stars there'd be We're gonna fly in Tomorrow's World and there'll be cities on the moon No one'll die in Tomorrow's World and miracles will happen soon In Tomorrow's World Hey - d'you remember that rocket they blasted into God knows where Yeah - with the pictures for someone to find with chemical symbols saying Hi how you doin' to the folks out there Yeah - they put the Bach music in left all the shit behind Sometimes I think we should be sending out an SOS But mostly I just think of all the things I can't wait to see We're gonna live in Tomorrow's World We'll live on power from the sun We're gonna live in Tomorrow's World And there'll be food for everyone In Tomorrow's World |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Come on you people get your dancing shoes on
Reds and yellow and pinks and blues on Too late, too late To stay home and sit around Purple leopard skin and see-through plastic Whatever you want, but just make it drastic Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around Pushin' and shovin' and sweat wet leather Up and down we go chained together Too late, too late To stay home and sit around Somebody tellin' me the latest scandals Somebody steppin' on my plastic sandals Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Come on you people get your dancing shoes on
Reds and yellow and pinks and blues on Too late, too late To stay home and sit around Purple leopard skin and see-through plastic Whatever you want, but just make it drastic Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around Pushin' and shovin' and sweat wet leather Up and down we go chained together Too late, too late To stay home and sit around Somebody tellin' me the latest scandals Somebody steppin' on my plastic sandals Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Fools in love, well are there any other kind of lovers?
Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain? Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, are there any creatures more pathetic? Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, gently hold each other's hands forever Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now Nothing mean a thing except you and your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Fools in love, well are there any other kind of lovers?
Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain? Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, are there any creatures more pathetic? Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, gently hold each other's hands forever Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now Nothing mean a thing except you and your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Wake up, got another day to
Get through now, got another man to see Got to call him on the telephone Got to find a piece of paper Sit down, got another letter to write Think I got to get a letter just right There's a ringing on the telephone, oh no -- Got to write a little later No such day as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head If I tell you what I'm doing today Will you shut up and get out of my way? Someone asked me what the time is, I don't know Only know I gotta go now No time: trying to get a watch repaired No time: never got a thing to wear Hear the ringin' of the telephone, no no Hear a ringin' in my head now No such thing as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Wake up, got another day to
Get through now, got another man to see Got to call him on the telephone Got to find a piece of paper Sit down, got another letter to write Think I got to get a letter just right There's a ringing on the telephone, oh no -- Got to write a little later No such day as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head If I tell you what I'm doing today Will you shut up and get out of my way? Someone asked me what the time is, I don't know Only know I gotta go now No time: trying to get a watch repaired No time: never got a thing to wear Hear the ringin' of the telephone, no no Hear a ringin' in my head now No such thing as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
I've just been to see my best friend
He's found another girl Says she's just about the best thing In the whole damn world And he says, "Can't you see What the little lady's done for me?" Says it like he thinks I'm blind But the things that you see Ain't necessarily the things you can find Happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine People say I'm too damn fussy When it comes to girls Happy couples say I must live in a lonely world Wanna be, wanna really be What my friends pretend to be Be it in my own good time Being kind to myself 'Til I become one of two of a kind But those happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You know what I mean Happy loving couples In matching lamb turtle-neck sweaters Reading Ideal Homes magazine Yeah! Wanna be, wanna really be What my friends pretend to be Be it in my own good time Being kind to myself 'Til I become one of two of a kind But those happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine Right, that's enough |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
I've just been to see my best friend
He's found another girl Says she's just about the best thing In the whole damn world And he says, "Can't you see What the little lady's done for me?" Says it like he thinks I'm blind But the things that you see Ain't necessarily the things you can find Happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine People say I'm too damn fussy When it comes to girls Happy couples say I must live in a lonely world Wanna be, wanna really be What my friends pretend to be Be it in my own good time Being kind to myself 'Til I become one of two of a kind But those happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You know what I mean Happy loving couples In matching lamb turtle-neck sweaters Reading Ideal Homes magazine Yeah! Wanna be, wanna really be What my friends pretend to be Be it in my own good time Being kind to myself 'Til I become one of two of a kind But those happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine Right, that's enough |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold Look over there (where?) There, there's a lady that I used to know She's married now or engaged or something, so I'm told Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Tonight's the night when I go to all the parties down my street I wash my hair and I kid myself I look real smooth Look over there (where?) There, here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend They say that looks don't count for much, if so, there goes your proof Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here But if looks could kill There's a man there who is marked down as dead 'Cause I've had my fill Listen you, take your hands from her head I get so mean around the scene Hey, hey, hey Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold Look over there (where?) There, there's a lady that I used to know She's married now or engaged or something, so I'm told Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Tonight's the night when I go to all the parties down my street I wash my hair and I kid myself I look real smooth Look over there (where?) There, here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend They say that looks don't count for much, if so, there goes your proof Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here But if looks could kill There's a man there who is marked down as dead 'Cause I've had my fill Listen you, take your hands from her head I get so mean around the scene Hey, hey, hey Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Big shot, tell you what
Tell me what goes on around here Go on and get me in the corner Smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer Tell me that this world is no place for the weak Then you can look me in the eye And tell me if you see a trace of fear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Okay, what you say Tell me what they're wearing this year Go on and laugh at me 'cause you don't see That I got something going right here Say I'm just a dreamer, say I'm just a kid Well ace, shut your face Maybe you will see or hear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Big shot, thanks a lot Gotta go, it's getting late I got a date with my tailor now Thanks for putting me so straight Tell me how they robbed me blind on every street But check your watch and wallet now Before I go and you're too late You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Yeah |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Big shot, tell you what
Tell me what goes on around here Go on and get me in the corner Smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer Tell me that this world is no place for the weak Then you can look me in the eye And tell me if you see a trace of fear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Okay, what you say Tell me what they're wearing this year Go on and laugh at me 'cause you don't see That I got something going right here Say I'm just a dreamer, say I'm just a kid Well ace, shut your face Maybe you will see or hear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Big shot, thanks a lot Gotta go, it's getting late I got a date with my tailor now Thanks for putting me so straight Tell me how they robbed me blind on every street But check your watch and wallet now Before I go and you're too late You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Yeah |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Tell me one more time, as I hold your hand, that you don't love me
Tell me one more time as teardrops start to fall Shout it to me and I'll shout it to the skies above me That there was nothing after all Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time we never had a thing in common Tell me one more time as you turn and face the wall Tell me I should know you never were my kind of woman And tell me we were fools to fall Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time your tears are only sad confusion And tell me it's just been so long and that is all Tell me one more time that love was only my illusion You never answered to my call Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Tell me one more time, as I hold your hand, that you don't love me
Tell me one more time as teardrops start to fall Shout it to me and I'll shout it to the skies above me That there was nothing after all Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time we never had a thing in common Tell me one more time as you turn and face the wall Tell me I should know you never were my kind of woman And tell me we were fools to fall Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time your tears are only sad confusion And tell me it's just been so long and that is all Tell me one more time that love was only my illusion You never answered to my call Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Here she comes just a-walk just just a-walkin' down the street
Singin' down do be do do wop a do do wop Singin' down do be do do wop a do do wop See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop See them walkin' with their pretty shoes on their feet Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop I took a walk round the market down town Taking it easy just to see what I could find I found the girls there, long legs and blond hair All getting set to make a mess out of my mind Hey! Eyes left! See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop See them walkin' with their pretty shoes on their feet Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop I got my heart burnt, you know where I hurt They say the miniskirt is coming back in style I say it's not fair but what do they care When you've got power then you use it for a while Hey! Eyes right! See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop See them walkin' with their pretty shoes on their feet Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop God, if you're up there, listen to my prayer In future man should have a different design Give him a switch so he can turn off his libido now Give him a tranquilizer built into his mind Hey! Eyes right! See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop See them walkin' with their pretty shoes on their feet Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop Don't talk to me about Women's Liberation They already got their right just where it hurts Now here she comes just a-walk just a-walkin' down the street Singin' down do be do do wop a do do wop Singin' down do be do do wop a do do wop See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop See them walkin' with their pretty shoes on their feet Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Mother doesn't go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes But every weekend through the door Come words of wisdom from the world outside If you want to know about the bishop and the actress If you want to know how to be a star If you want to know about the stains on the mattress You can read it in the Sunday papers, Sunday papers Mother's wheelchair stays out in the hall Why should she go out when the TV's on Whatever moves beyond these walls She'll know the facts when Sunday comes along If you want to know about the mad punk rockers If you want to know how to play guitar If you want to know about any other suckers You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Brother's heading that way now I guess He just read something made his face turn blue Well I got nothing against the press They wouldn't print it if it wasn't true If you want to know about the gay politician If you want to know how to drive your car If you want to know about the new sex position You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Mother doesn't go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes But every weekend through the door Come words of wisdom from the world outside If you want to know about the bishop and the actress If you want to know how to be a star If you want to know about the stains on the mattress You can read it in the Sunday papers, Sunday papers Mother's wheelchair stays out in the hall Why should she go out when the TV's on Whatever moves beyond these walls She'll know the facts when Sunday comes along If you want to know about the mad punk rockers If you want to know how to play guitar If you want to know about any other suckers You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Brother's heading that way now I guess He just read something made his face turn blue Well I got nothing against the press They wouldn't print it if it wasn't true If you want to know about the gay politician If you want to know how to drive your car If you want to know about the new sex position You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Wake up this mornin' and the paper's on the mat
Poor getting poorer and the rich are getting fat again Up in the towers all the bosses sitting sneezing A half asleep and the rest all start to squeezing Don't worry 'bout it baby, don't try to understand You got your answer in your hand, throw it away Throw it away, throw it away Throw it away, throw it away Wake up this morning there's a letter on the mat Big brother wanna know where little brother's at again Life is a peace of paper, goes on forever Sign on the dotted line or end up in the river drowned Don't worry 'bout it baby Don't try to understand You got the answer in your hand Throw it away |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Wake up this mornin' and the paper's on the mat
Poor getting poorer and the rich are getting fat again Up in the towers all the bosses sitting sneezing A half asleep and the rest all start to squeezing Don't worry 'bout it baby, don't try to understand You got your answer in your hand, throw it away Throw it away, throw it away Throw it away, throw it away Wake up this morning there's a letter on the mat Big brother wanna know where little brother's at again Life is a peace of paper, goes on forever Sign on the dotted line or end up in the river drowned Don't worry 'bout it baby Don't try to understand You got the answer in your hand Throw it away |
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from Joe Jackson - Look Sharp (1996)
Well, things are getting bad now
Since your woman left you, just can't do without it The other day you even read a book That tells you how to go about it It says to join an evening class Or hang around in zoos and railway stations And gives you lots of lines to use And how to make the best of situations You know it's just a bunch of crap, you used to do okay But that was long ago and far away You got the fever You got the fever You gotta love her And you gotta leave her It's something you can't fight (hey hey hey) Let's call it something polite Like the fever of love Fever of love The girls that want you you don't want The girls you want they never seem to want you The girls at work are married And the girls at dances never seem to want to The girls in bars are always with a friend Or waitin' for their new fiance And you tell the barmaid you're just lonely She just smiles and says: "That's what they all say" So you look up some old number you said you'd never use And tell yourself you win instead of lose You got the fever You got the fever You gotta love her And you gotta leave her It's something you can't fight (hey hey hey) Let's call it something polite Like the fever of love Fever of love You got the fever You got the fever You gotta love her And you gotta leave her It's something you can't fight (hey hey hey) Let's call it something polite Like the fever of love Fever of love |
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from Romy And Michele's High School Reunion (로미와 미셀) by Steve Bartek [box, ost] (1997)
Now ?
The mist across the window hides the lines But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine Electricity so fine Look and dry your eyes We ? So tired of all the darkness in our lives With no more angry words to say can come alive Get into a car and drive To the other side Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light We ? Are young but getting old before our time We'll leave the T.V. and the radio behind Don't you wonder what we'll find Steppin' out tonight? You ? Can dress in pink and blue just like a child And in a yellow taxi turn to me and smile We'll be there in just a while If you follow me Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light |
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from More Music From The Motion Picture Romy And Michele's High School Reunion (로미와 미셀) by Steve Bartek [ost] (1997)
Now ?
The mist across the window hides the lines But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine Electricity so fine Look and dry your eyes We ? So tired of all the darkness in our lives With no more angry words to say can come alive Get into a car and drive To the other side Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light We ? Are young but getting old before our time We'll leave the T.V. and the radio behind Don't you wonder what we'll find Steppin' out tonight? You ? Can dress in pink and blue just like a child And in a yellow taxi turn to me and smile We'll be there in just a while If you follow me Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light You babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light Me babe ? steppin' out Into the night Into the light |
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from There's Something About Mary (메리에겐 뭔가 특별한 것이 있다) by Jonathan Richman [ost] (1998)
Pretty women out walkin' with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm starin' while my coffee goes cold Look over there (Where?) There! There's a lady that I used to know She's married now or engaged or somethin', so I'm told *Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? Cause if my eyes don't deceive me There's something going wrong around here Tonight's the night when I go to all the parties down my street I wash my hair and I kid myself I look really smooth Look over there (Where?) There! Here comes Jeannie with her new boyfriend They say that looks don't count for much and so there goes your proof *Repeat But if looks could kill There's a man there who's marked down as dead Cause I had my fill Listen you take your hands from her head I get so mean around this scene Hey, baby *Repeat Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around - here |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
I was so low
People almost made me give up trying Always said no The I turned around saw someone smiling I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another world There was no light I was going to all the wrong places Like day from night Suddenly I saw a thousand faces I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another world |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Won't you be my number two?
Me and number one are through There won't be too much to do Just smile when I feel blue And there's not much left of me What you get is what you see Is it worth the energy? I'll leave it up to you And if you got something to say to me Don't try to lay your funny ways on me I know that it's really not fair of me But my heart's seen too much action And every time I look at you You'll be who I want you to And I'll do what I can do To make a dream or two come true (If you'll be my) If you'll be my number two And if you got something to say to me Don't try to lay your funny ways on me I know that it's really not fair of me But my heart's seen too much action And every time I look at you You'll be who I want you to And I'll do what I can do To make a dream or two come true (If you'll be my) If you'll be my number two |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Stop - what's that sound
It's the death rattle of this rusty old town Stop - listen again It's the sound of laughter all along the Thames Hey - what's my line Do I have to stay here 'til the end of time I'm - good lookin' and bright I wanna see life after ten at night So if they ask you where I am I'm in the back of a Transit Van In a squat on the Earls Court Road Gone down to London turning coal into gold Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King Hey - what's your name The boys back home all seem to look the same You - should stick with me and one of us will make it, just you see Stop - what's that sound Seems like the sixties are still swingin' around Hey - can you hear me back there or is there anybody left to care So if you ask me where they are They're hanging tough in a Soho bar Playing guitars in the Underground Gone down to London tryin' to chase that sound Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King So I ask you should I cry or laugh Drinking tea in a Kings Cross Caff A leather jacket against the cold Gone down to London turning coal into gold Down to London - Down to London Gone down to London to be the King |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near. Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there What does he care? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name Nobody came Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Fools in love, well are there any other kind of lovers?
Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain? Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, are there any creatures more pathetic? Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, gently hold each other's hands forever Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now Nothing mean a thing except you and your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
For your love.
For your love. For your love. I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure. For your love. I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love, for your love, I would give the stars above. For your love, for your love, I would give you all I could. For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give the moon if it were mine to give. For your love. I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore I live. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love. |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Of all the stupid things I could have thought
This was the worst I started to believe That I was born at seventeen And all the stupid things The letters and the broken verse Stayed hidden at the bottom of the drawer They'd always been And now I plough through piles Of bills, receipts and credit cards And tickets and the Daily News And sometimes I just . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there We think we're pretty smart Us city slickers get around And when the going's rough We kill the pain and relocate We're never married Never faithful not to any town But we never leave the past behind We just accumulate So sometimes when the music stops I seem to hear a distant sound Of waves and seagulls Football crowds and church bells And I . . . Wanna go back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there Back to my home town Though I know it'll never be the same Back to my home town 'Cause it's been so long And I'm wondering if it's still there |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Hello one and all
Was it you I used to know Can't you hear me call On this old ham radio All I got to say I'm alive and feeling fine If you come my way You can share my poison wine No marigolds in the promised land There's a hole in the ground Where they used to grow Any man left on the Rio Grande Is the king of the world As far as I know I don't want your bread I don't need your helping hand I can't be no savage I can't be no highwayman Show me where you are You and I will spend this day Driving in my car Through the ruins of Santa Fe No marigolds in the promised land There's a hole in the ground Where they used to grow Any man left on the Rio Grande Is the king of the world As far as I know I'm reading last year's papers Although I don't know why Assassins cons and rapers Might as well die If you come around No more pain and no regrets Watch the sun go brown Smoking cobalt cigarettes There's no need to hide Taking things the easy way If I stay inside I might live til Saturday No marigolds in the promised land There's a hole in the ground Where they used to grow Any man left on the Rio Grande Is the king of the world As far as I know |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
You ain't been blue; no, no, no.
You ain't been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I sit and sigh, "Go 'long blues". Always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low, I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me, I'm just a soul who's bluer than blue can be. When I get that mood indigo, I could lay me down and die. |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
There was a man in the jungle
Trying to make ends meet Found himself one day with an axe in his hand When a voice said "Buddy can you spare that tree We gotta save the world - starting with your land" It was a rock 'n' roll millionaire from the USA Doing 3 to the gallon in a big white car And he sang and he sang 'til he polluted the air And he blew a lot of smoke from a Cuban cigar And the stars are looking down Through a hole in the sky And if they can see, they cry That's obvious And the walls are coming down Between the west and the east You don't have to be a hippie to believe in peace That's obvious... obvious There was a kid in the city selling crack to get by Got caught one day with a gun in his hand When a voice said, "Okay, get 'em up in the air You're too young to live like this But you ain't too fast to die." Just another foot-soldier in a stupid little war Another sound-bite on the American scene Caught between the supplier only dreaming of money And the demand of the man with money Who needs a little help to dream So we starve all the teachers And recruit more Marines How come we don't even know what that means It's obvious And the walls are coming down Between the eagle and the dove You don't have to be a hippie to believe in love That's obvious... obvious |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Tell me one more time, as I hold your hand, that you don't love me
Tell me one more time as teardrops start to fall Shout it to me and I'll shout it to the skies above me That there was nothing after all Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time we never had a thing in common Tell me one more time as you turn and face the wall Tell me I should know you never were my kind of woman And tell me we were fools to fall Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time your tears are only sad confusion And tell me it's just been so long and that is all Tell me one more time that love was only my illusion You never answered to my call Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time |
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from Joe Jackson - Summer In The City (2000)
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty Been down, isn't it a pity Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city All around, people looking half dead Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head But at night it's a different world Go out and find a girl Come on, come on and dance all night Despite the heat it'll be alright And babe, don't you know it's a pity That the days can't be like the nights In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city Cool town, evening in the city Dressing so fine and looking so pretty Cool cat, looking for a kitty Gonna look in every corner of the city 'Til I'm wheezing like a bus stop Running up the stairs, gonna meet you on the rooftop But at night it's a different world Go out and find a girl Come on, come on and dance all night Despite the heat it'll be alright And babe, don't you know it's a pity That the days can't be like the nights In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city... |
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from Joe Jackson - La Legende Des Best Sellers (2000)
Music has charms they say
But in some people's hands It becomes a savage beast Can't they control it Why don't they hold it back You see my friend and me Don't have an easy day And at night we dance not fight And we need the energy If not the sympathy But I'm brutalized by bass And terrorized by treble I'm open to change my mood but I always get caught in the middle And I get tired of DJs Why is it always what he plays I'm gonna push right through I'm gonna tell him too Tell him to Play us Play us a slow song Play us a slow song It's late ? I'm winding down Am I the only one To want a strong and silent sound To pick me up and undress me Lay me down and caress me I feel you touch my hand And whisper in my ear Ask me how I'm feeling now And I want to get near you But I can't even hear you But this is a fine romance If we have to be so demanding We need just one more dance to Leave here with an understanding And I get tired of DJs Why's it always what he plays I'm gonna push right through I'm gonna tell him too Tell him to Play us Play us a slow song Play us a slow song |
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from Joe Jackson - La Legende Des Best Sellers (2000)
I was so low People almost made me give up trying Always said no Then I turned around saw someone smiling Chorus: I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another I stepped into I stepped into Into another Into another world There was no light I was going to all the wrong places Like day from night Suddenly I saw a thousand faces Chorus (C) 1982 by Albion Music Ltd. Administered in the U.S. and Canada by Almo Music Corp. (ASCAP |
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from Joe Jackson - La Legende Des Best Sellers (2000)
Won't you be my number two? Me and number one are through. There won't be too much to do; just smile when I feel blue. And if you got something to say to me, don't try to lay your funny ways on me. I know that it's really not fair of me, but my heart's seen too much action. And ev'ry time I look at you, you'll be who I want you to, and I'll do what I can do to make a dream or two come true, if you be my number two. And there is not much left of me. What you het is what you see; is it worth the energy? I leave it up to you. And if you got something to say to me, don't try to lay your funny ways on me. I know that it's really not fair of me, but my heart's seen too much action. And ev'ry time I look at you, you'll be who I want you to, and I'll do what I can do to make a dream or two come true, if you be my number two |
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from Joe Jackson - La Legende Des Best Sellers (2000)
Don't you feel like trying something new
Don't you feel like breaking out or breaking us in two You don't do the things that I do You want to do things I can't do Always something breaking us in two You and I could never live alone But don't you feel like breaking out just one day on your own Why does what I'm saying hurt you I didn't say that we were through Always something breaking us in two They say two hearts should beat as one for us We'll fight it out to see it through I say that won't be too much fun for us Though it's oh so nice to get advice It's oh so hard to do Could we be much closer if we tried We could stay at home and stare into each other's eyes Maybe we could last an hour Maybe then we'd see right through Always something breaking us in two |
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from Joe Jackson - La Legende Des Best Sellers (2000)
Everything
Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer Don't touch that dial Don't try to smile Just take this pill It's in your file Don't work hard Don't play hard Don't plan for the graveyard Remember ? Everything Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer Don't work by night Don't sleep by day You'll feel all right But you will pay No caffeine No protein No booze or Nicotine Remember ? Everything Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer No caffeine No protein No booze or Nicotine Remember ? Everything Everything gives you cancer Everything Everything gives you cancer There's no cure, there's no answer Everything gives you cancer |
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from Joe Jackson - La Legende Des Best Sellers (2000)
You've tied the knot ?
Don't bite the hand or it won't feed What she ain't got Is sure to make sure you don't need You can't go back You've booked the band So take your partner by the hand Baile Enjoy the food ? so many courses Baile Enjoy the dance ? they don't shoot horses Baile Cha cha loco You like the dress ? It's out of mothballs once a year The good champagne ? Tomorrow night it's back to beer But now you're here You'll dance all night But never get the steps quite right Baile Enjoy the food ? so many courses Baile Enjoy the dance ? they don't shoot horses Baile Cha cha loco Cha cha cha loco Cha cha cha loco Cha cha cha loco (Cha cha loco, cha cha cha loco) Cha cha cha loco (Cha cha loco, cha cha cha loco) (repeat) Baile Enjoy the food ? so many courses Baile Enjoy the dance ? they don't shoot horses Baile Cha cha loco |
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from Joe Jackson - La Legende Des Best Sellers (2000)
Trying to find Chinatown
Trying to find Chinatown A hungry man Can hold out a long time For some soul food Good food, whole food I know I was that man Maybe sometimes hold out a little too long I took a right Then I took a wrong turn Someone asked me for a quarter It didn't seem to fit He didn't look much like a Chinaman Trying to find Chinatown Trying to find Chinatown An old black man Pushing a shopping trolley Filled with tin cans Avoided his glance I'm nervous and I'm lost And I don't see too many restaurants A guy laid out With a knife in his back A cop came along Told him, move on Go home and sleep it off I didn't know if I should get involved Trying to find Chinatown Trying to find Chinatown |