in the late 1990s into the twenty-first century the idols, the press darlings are the faceless dj's thats not to say that i'm not, a techno disco lover i keep it under cover
(chorus) (i just want some personality) give me action and drama (who to look up to, who i'm supposed to be) give me eighties madonna (i just want some personality) give me action and drama (who to look up to who i'm meant to be) give me club tropicana
i'm no pro-retro know-all, i want faces for the future i'd like my idols human, not programmed in computers pop music's not going to die, it just has no direction we need a plan of action
(chrous X2)
i'll be getting fresh at the weekend throwing myself in at the deep end trying to keep up with the dj he has no voice and no say
(chorus) (I just want some personality) give me action and drama (who to look up to, who i'm supposed to be) give me eighties madonna (i just want some personality) give me action and drama (who to look up to, who i'm meant to be) give me bananarama
she won't be seen today 'cos she was let down by those near they thrived upon blood and fear how hard to hold back a tear she won't be seen today 'cos she was made to be a fool the taunts the threats were so cruel she can't take more ridicule
and now she's gone gone where noone can hurt her and now she's free she can smile for the first time
she won't be seen today 'cos the fill all her life with dread pulls back the plaster it's read comes home and goes to her bed she won't be seen today 'cos she's now seen her best friend cry how much longer can she lie before one of them will die
this is not my idea of a good existence get your hands off me
lying there asleep i wonder if she knows that i am going away i packed up and i'm heading out the bedroom door i'm feeling kinda guilty but this can't be changed will she resent me for this
i've said i'm sorry but please don't worry there's nothing that i can do i won't forget you feel bad i left you i promise i'll be back soon
it's been two weeks now since i left you at the window with sad eyes it's bad 'cos i can't even talk t'you on the phone but you know that very soon now i'll be home it won't be long now i'll see you at the break of dawn now
i'm coming home now it won't be long now i'll see you at the break of dawn now
giving the show to children of all ages, the proveyors of the finest in teen-c power. girls and boys, ladies and gentlemen, i give you the pop group, bis.
sci-fi steven, a secret vampire by night. ears and eyes always on the lookout for conspiracies against the teen-c nation. lives by the ethic, 'keep yr friends close but yr enemies closer.'
manda rin, seeker of the truth. hairclips and screams used as deadly weapons. childlike appearance used as decoy. a warning to all saboteurs, 'be fooled and be dead'.
john disco, all hail the disco king. gaze in wonderment at his skanking ability, but don't stare too long. his disco feet can hypnotize. hear him say, 'travolta ain't got nothin' on me'.
and now coming through the airwaves into yr home. introducing the new transistor heroes.
Tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids.
hey you! fascist man, working on yr masterplan. we know what we saw, won't let you do more. hey you! homophobe, life without yr frontal lobe. yr prejudice lies while innocent die. hey you! it's the sound, in yr head goes round and round you want it some more, yr life is a bore. hey you! don't be scared, bis are here and we don't care. we'll expose the lies. it's the defence for the kids.
no use running now, we know what you did we're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids gonna get you now, cuz that's now it is we're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids
hey you! poison pen, no use trying to pretend. you think yr the best, now here's the prole press. hey you! businessman, getting as much as you can we wanted the truth, we still want our youth hey you! backstabber, we know who and where you are you let down the kids, yes that's what you did hey you! listen out, teen-c nation gives the shout retain the youth. it's the defence for the kids!
no use running...
oh, oh, oh, oh fighting for the nation's youth so, so, so, so, we can find out all the truth no, no, no, no, no use hiding what you did. oh, oh, oh, oh, we are gonna tell it to the...1-2...kids!
(t-shirts, dresses, books, stickers) the bargain beauty (seven inches, shoes, glitter) she loves the sales (hairdye, chocolate, toys, pictures) shops for her friends (make-up, paper, pens, knickers) shops for herself
when in doubt she will just get both she's a shocking shopaholic lots of bags, happy all the time she's a shocking shopaholic
(computer games, notebooks, bags) draws out a plan (videos, hairclips, sweets, mags) three for a fiver (guitars, jumpers, CDs, socks) it is so pleasing (keyrings, jackets, LPs, hats) tension releasing
i've been a happy consumer since 1989 tell me when the sales start yes i'm always on time i've got a mind like elastic but i'm first in line you know i have to buy, i need consoling
your every action is a positive action and being on the outside is just part of the attraction I won't stop screaming even if the doors open for aliens I won't apologise 'cos the way to creation is always destruction
we're the ones who feel insane we're the ones who won't desert you there's nothing sacred in our name all for one we are young aliens
are you a young alien, do you feel like you're on your own? we are the young aliens, we move through computer and phone I won't stop screaming even if the doors open for aliens I won't apologise 'cos the way to creation is always destruction
we are young aliens they think we don't exist but can we count on you to add to our list just keep the secret you're gonna need it
I don't want to spend my life pretending pretending i'm you
Do you wanna go my way (x2) The future is clear Let's get into gear I'm willing to ask Do you wanna go my way? You're out on your own You're never alone There's people around But do you want to go my way? They threw me out of town, said I'm a hooligan They never want to see my ugly face again I'm looking for a ride, i need to get some place I'm feeling disillusioned with the human race Heat on the skyline, have you got the time? I'll sit here by the road for yet another day But whatever road you're taking, I will go that way There's trouble in town They wanna see you go down Let's make our escape Do you wanna go my way? I'll give you what's mine I'll throw you a line Just make up your mind Do you wanna go my way? What do you want me to say? Just give me a little trust And answer me Do you wanna go my way? I don't know where I am, but it's a long way home I haven't got a penny for the telephone I don't know who my friends are, who my friends will be But i feel like it's happening for you and me You're my driver, I'm your passenger The night is looking friendlier than any day We're racing into it, and I will go that way The future is bright We'll just drive by night If anyone asks We're busy making our own way We'll sleep in the shade And watch what we've made They'll never catch on So do you wanna go my way? What do you want me to say? Just give me a little trust
today, when everything's changed i'm feeling quite strange it's not in my head and it just gets in my way we've done nothing wrong it's taken so long should've read more books instead of listening to songs is it meaningless, and excuse for stress? a few key quotations always better than yes i'd be enigmatic never talk automatic like the crowd from the art school they're so important we're all afraid of sale or return...
when the damage is done this is sale or return then you're sale or return (this is dead stock and reduced to clear) when there's nowhere to run (this is sale or return) they you're sale or return (this is dead stock and it's in your kitchen still inside a plastic bag)
been used as a trading tool last big thing uncool we're tied to a timebomb everyone can see through i've read lie after lie i'll stick your pen in your eye you don't speak for the people any more than i i'd live on a plane, nothing to explain no sugar-free diet, i'd rather mine was plain i would never land and be devalued by man i'd breathe the air recycled that's not my disease we're all afraid of sale or return the damage is done, you're sale or return
get yourself an image and a nice wee slogan without a clue into what you're enrolling but you seek approval and that of a man that's why you're not in the same league as i am reveal your hardcore past and get into the press and get your story straight for your prepared test
you think that it's all new and its something to say maybe someone should tell you've gone around it the wrong way
oh no there's nothing wrong everything's all good forget what's been fought for glamour won't hide the truth just you forget the facts it's more fun to tease the only ones you influence are the naive so once you're out the charts how will your message fare what happens in 2K let's face it you just don't care
it's a tabloid thing i wouldn't understand don't know the make-up of a very different man he wants his inches filled with your idle talk he loves to stare he loves to stare
what once was a riot is now a slogan it never really talks about us misappropriation of real anger you never really thought about power listen up
this is the real power so listen up doubters this is the real power so listen up
i don't want to hear boys sing about girls in the way that makes them an enigma it's just 'cos they can't talk and say their feelings no wonder we are stuck in the dark
this is the real power so listen up doubters this is the real power so listen up
did you hear a word i said (listen up listen up listen up yeah) wise up boy, time's at it's end (listen up listen up listen up yeah)
you had it, you lost it, so do it again you never really thought about us i am a boy, but i'm a feminist it's not a contradiction in terms listen up
this is the real power so listen up doubters this is the real power so listen up
d'you know it's offensive to hear you say that you never really thought about us i'm sick of the sexists, but i'm not scared i'm a boy but at least i'm comfortable
this is the real power so listen up doubters this is the real power so listen up
did you hear a word i said (listen up listen up listen up yeah) wise up boy, time's at it's end (listen up listen up listen up yeah)
you like to think that you know me but perhaps don't even like me i'm sure it's not unexpected that any love will be rejected i'm not eccentric in anyway just watching my vulnerability i'm just fed up with fake friends I think i'll keep my thoughts to myself
you think that you are close to me but i can see through you all
i used to think that everyone was nice now i realise it's for a price too many people love themselves so much that they can't love anyone else used to say things secretly now say a word and it's used against me fed up with bitching backstabbers i now know who my real friends are
you think that you are close to me but i can see through you all
so easy to say paranoid a subject that you like to avoid don't really know a thing about me won't get to know me personally just believe what you are told isn't it just easier that way? take advantage of my good nature confide, then turn around and hurt you
you think that you are close to me but i can see through you all
