Clever white youths with attitudes

that's what the world is today

We sing a song about the alien nation

Hey, hey, hey

All you little white boys with nice haircut

We'll entertain you so

And play the little electric guitar

to the little finger beat

Clever white youths with attitude

that's what the world is today

We sing a song about the alien nation

Hey, hey, hey

All you little white boys with decent haircuts

We'll satisfy your entertainment needs

And play the little electric guitar

to the little finger beat

Clever white youths with attitude

that's what the world is today

We sing a song about the alien nation

Hey, hey, hey

I'm not demoting clumsiness as a cuteless trick

It's just the bottom of the bacon, always makes me sick

You know it's fighting over matter, every time I see you

But it seems it's a lot of that that makes you blue

I've got so much love to give (4 times)

Yeah !

You see I'm twenty-four, all I've got is memories

Arrive at twenty-five and all you seem to have is me

Now I don't wanna be flame, I don't wanna be cooking

It's just the only thing I ever, ever could be

I've got so much love to give (4 times)

Hours I'm waiting, Hours I'll wait

I got (subtagious ?), I'll get my way

On this, difficult a day

It's still the same but |

no one believes me |(x5)

It ain't no nice shot

It takes all to please me

You've got a hotspot

No one will cheese me

It's still the same but

no one believes me

Everything's the same but

no one believes me

Lots of talking

goin' around

Nothing changed, except they don't believe me...

Her mother sells handgloves

and seems to be making a living

Her boyfriend takes lots of speed

and a little while ago he cast some kind of voodoo-spell on Stef

I got really scared, because I don't trust that South-American wizardry

You know they're both very small people

and they like to go out

but he can't dance and she never dances

One day I asked her if her mother could design

this specific kind of handglove for her spastic frame of mind

But anyway, what's it to you

One-million ways I'll peck, I'll chew

You're always high on everything

I'm so damn nervous let's begin

It needs four fingers on the one hand, I said

and six on the other

Some fingers are remarkebly smaller than others

but that's kinda not normal I guess, I mean it's natural

She gave me a velvet smile

Okay, she said, okay

I'll see what I can do,

but I won't promise anything

So anyway, what's that to you

One-million ways I'll peck, I'll chew

You're always high on everything

I'm so damn nervous let's begin

The final dream keeps coming back

It's straight down sex, no love, I lack - Turn away, I'm away, I'm a big-decay I'm away

Your always high on everything - Turn away, I'm away, I'm a big-decay I'm away

I'm so damn down, can't see a thing (7x) - Turn away, I'm away, I'm a big-decay I'm away

Turn away, I'm away, I'm a big-decay I'm away (x6)

To find it's only a colour to her (x3)

"This elevator only takes one down", she said,

"this place, in this hotel lounge

it's my daily bread...

but I'm underfed"

He asked:

"are you living in the night?

'cause I can tell you have a lousy imagination

as a matter of speaking

I hate this situation...

but it happens to be one of my pickin'"

"'Cause it's so hard

to keep the dream alive

But if it all comes down to this

how will..."

Because you move me, you move me

You move me around around, I guess

I'll take it back your analogue

It's on the other side of this

You move me, you move me

You move me around around, I guess

I'll take it back your analogue

It's on the other side of this

But if it all comes down to this

mmmmmhhh...

But then she said:

"do you have another cigarette ?"

'Cause I tend to forget

I hoisted the flag

it just keeps hanging down

"You know this place, this hotel lounge

It's my life, it's my choice

And I'm in love

with Ricky Lee Jones' voice"

'Cause it's so hard

to keep the dream alive

But if it all comes down to this

how will...

How will glamour survive ?

'cause you move me, you move me

You move me around around, I guess

I'll take it back your analogue

It's on the other side of this

You move me, you move me |

You move me around around, I guess |

I'll take it back your analogue |

It's on the other side of this |(x2)

But if it all comes down to this...

"This elevator..."

"Do you see that man

in the left-hand corner

Do you see that woman

their love-story is famous"

I read all about...

No one can stop it all from crashing down to shit

Push the few and something more than just the sound of it

Time, time is the magic truth of story

Sometimes magic is so very, very boring

It's a healthy kind of sick

A slow sort of quick

I'm very sad, I don't feel bad at all

It's a different sort of the same

A crazy kind of sane

A feeling without a name that they call love

Because I have my doubts, I know it must be true

I watch the dream die every day, I don't know what to do

I know it's only fear that makes me wonder

But I wonder why I'm so afraid

Yes, I wonder why I'm so afraid (x4)

"This elevator only takes one down", she said,

"this place, in this hotel lounge

it's my daily bread...

but I'm underfed"

He asked:

"are you living in the night?

'cause I can tell you have a lousy imagination

as a matter of speaking

I hate this situation...

but it happens to be one of my pickin'"

"'Cause it's so hard

to keep the dream alive

But if it all comes down to this

how will..."

'Cause you move me, you move me

You move me around around, I guess

Take it back your analogue

It's on the other side of this

You move me, you move me

You move me around around, I guess

I'll take it back your analogue

It's on the other side of this

'Cause if it all comes down to this

haahhh...

And then she said:

"do you have another cigarette ?"

'Cause I tend to forget

You see I hoisted the flag

but it just keeps hanging down

"You know this place, this hotel lounge

It's my life, it's my choice

And I'm in love

with Ricky Lee Jones' voice"

'Cause it's so hard

to keep the dream alive

And if it all comes down to this

how will...

'cause you move me, you move me

You move me around around, I guess

Take it back your analogue

It's on the other side of this

You move me, you move me |

You move me around around, I guess |

Take it back your analogue |

It's on the other side of this |(x3)

But if it all comes down to this...

"This elevator only takes one down", she said,

"this place in this same old town

I can't get around, I wish I'd found

some place else to stay"

I was twenty-four when my heart stopped beating (x2)

Oh what a feeling

Cold supper, mind cropper, I can't follow the pace

can't follow the pace, of this dealing

dealing, healing

I was twenty-four when my breath stopped breathing

"This elevator only takes one down", she said,

"this place, this place, this place

in this same hotel"

I was twenty-four when my heart stopped beating

Oh what a feeling

I'm not talking about the rest

Cold supper, mind cropper, follow the pace, of this dealing

I hit the ceiling by the few, I'm not too impressed

Lonely nights, don't do me suicide

I just can't help to stay awake at night

And now it's shake-a-shake-a-shake

I was twenty-four when my breath stopped breathing

Internal bleeding and frontal pain in my chest

In the dark, a lonely night

My mind goes solo

And anyway what's that

In the dark, a handsome light

My head spins only

Only you and me

In-To-kyo Town

But now I hit the ground

I was twenty-four when my heart stopped dreaming

Oh what a feeling

And I'm not talking about the rest

Lonely nights, don't do me suicide

I suffer rock, it almost had me died

And now I'm breakin' achin' it

fifty six Falcon, across the old laundry, I tasted

jigsaw you. How I hate to see this wasted

I'm thinkin' of

a parallel

These lines won't cut

but all it takes

is finding some... some way to weld.

Some way to weld.

Jigsaw.

Every other day,

black and white and gray

today

Every other night,

I get so uptight

tonight

I will say hello to you my friend

Hello hello hello

Please don't break your head

Look around instead

Let go

Let go

Let's get lost...

all right, all right

Let's get lost...

all right, all right

d'you know

a place

tell me now

where we can go

Let's get lost...

all right, all right

Let's get out...

come on hold me some more

It's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, crazy, crazy

In my own words

See you dancin' in your own damn rain

Take it in and take it back again

Sure looking nova but your fashion's old

It's kind of early but the story's told

my !

my own words...

my !

d'you think you found it yet

d'you think you found it ?

I my own words (x3)

my !

my own words...

my...my !!!

All you little sex-machines

Why is it you always get me wrong ?

When I'm ready

I sing you by the big-eyed blues

'Cause big-eyed girls are better left unsung

Do you get it ?

Do you get it ?

All you little sweet dolphines

Adapt me, draw me and your culture scene

'Cause your niece said

But your niece said

And I just threw my harp away

I just threw my blues away

And I'll just throw my life away,

but keep my head on straight

'Cause my wife Jan - ain't gonna like it !

My wife Jan - ain't gonna like it ! (x2)

If I take it off today... no way

All you little sex-machines

Why is it you always get me wrong ?

When I'm ready

And I'm ready

Sing me by the big-eyed blues

'Cause big-eyed girls are better left unsung

Do you get it ?

Do you get it ?

'Cause I just threw my harp away

And I just threw my blues away

And I'll just throw my life away

But keep that head on straight

'Cause my wife Jan - ain't gonna like it !

My wife Jan - ain't gonna like it ! (x2)

Everybody is talking about things

I just cannot really do

They just don't understand

As a boy, what I am attracted to

All you little sex-machines

Why is it you always get me wrong ?

When I'm ready

And I'm ready

I'll sing you by the big-eyed blues

'Cause big-eyed girls are better left unsung

Do you get it ?

Do you get it ?

Sophisticated underwear on a short vacation

cause the bravest, nippiest, most elegant female woman

shouldn't be, shouldn't be

targeted at a two to eleven year old crowd of plastic like

weasels

easy going

easy gone

squeeze it into a song

too much credit for something that wrong

Bedweiser blues (Bedweiser)

then: combining wildlife footage and Hollywood names

on the door of a Belgian toilet

that means 0.5 an your scale of shameful situations

and a square 7.6 on my scale of risky and extremely risky

operations

How now plug it in to a transrelational socket ??

I knew what I was doing, fuck it

Bedweiser blues (Bedweiser)

Bedweiser blues

More wrinkled than the entire Redgrave-family

she raped my talent for simulated ignorance

silent in the night we lay

Nine threads wide

Moves like a steamship on the cloud

And living is all that your mother's lover couldn't hide

Next time we meet we must decide

What twelve is commercial suicide

As the silverbullet finds the moose

and tragic tragic, clips a lip

I don't want to be up tune

A reason find it her shape-a-hip

I guess that is through which, which which

which for you to choose

A choice of voice

on a sexy veil

As a tipple steed duck

A tattooed goose

As forgetting when, but knowing how

Okay

Let her call you and finds a party to booze

He's so clever and he sighs

about lost love, lost face in man that booze

and minds between a woman's thighs

The logic and the schizophrenia

There the pope that might brake down

Oh come on, it is all and one too many her

Decay was my own cake

and brown was just a colour to her

Just a colour to her (x3)

I am red and yellow, that's a habit of mine

So meet my shaking hamster

You see a rainbow ain't no sunshine

and a wheelchair ain't no bremser

'Cause as the silverbullets finds the moose

And tragic tragic, clips a lip

I do not want to be up choose

A reason find it her shake-a-hip

It's just a colour to her (x2)

A tribute to my friends

the ones I left behind

the ones that didn't leave me behind

A tribute to my friends

for whom our happy time

would be in better hands

Overflow, overflow

here I go, I overflow

A tribute to pretend

a kiss of God

It was just some accident

just a little somethin'

I did not impose

just merely chose

to recommend

Overflow, overflow

here I go, I overflow

Do you like the sound?

there's a crack in my window

Do you like the sound?

there's a wrinkle in my pillow

We're coming to the end

a handsome train has left

but it will come again

Overflow, overflow

here I go, I overflow

She got a smile and it seems to me

Remind me of childhood memories

Her everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

And now and then, when I see her face

and she takes me away to that special place

And if I stared too long, I'd probably brake down and cry

Oohh, sweet child o'mine (x2)

She got eyes of the bluest skies

that if they thought of rain

I'd hate to look into those eyes

and see an ounce of pain

Her hair reminds me of a wanting place

where as a child, I'd hide behind

And pray for the thunder in the sky

to quietly pass me by

Oohh, sweet child o'mine (x2)

Crush came over time

I shoulda been here, I shoulda been there

For a long time

Oh baby, baby I pray in order

thy void recorders

won't ever bother you

I got free space to occupy

In case they wipe away your signs

But I didn't play

But I got traced down

They came close to close for me

I think they always been in charge

They're complicated memories

Oh yeah, they must have been

They must have known that you were here

I think they're always well informed

Oh yeah, they're always well informed

They know about you and I |

They heard about you and I |(x2) - This is self-inflicted

They know about you and I (x2) - This is self-inflicted

They heard about you and I - This is self-inflicted

They know about you and I (x2) - This is self-inflicted

- Is this, this is self-inflicted

- This is self-inflicted

They heard about you and I - This is self-inflicted

- Is this self-inflicted ?

They know about you and I - Is this, is it inflicted ?

Self-inflicted

This is self-inflicted

Is this inflicted ?

Self-in

Is Is Is

Self-inflicted

This is in self-in

It is self-inflicted

It is self-in

Is it inflicted ?

Self it is

I'm on a boat |

I'm not at home |(x2)

Don't have a boat

Don't have a home

I'm on a boat

The stories that you told me

sure they made me laugh

Now the ruckus in my headband

works on your behalf

I don't want you to go

The way is not the way

I don't want you to follow

the way I am today

The secrets you had for me

I found them in the yard

Need I say I just knew you'd play

it dirty from the start

I don't want you to go

The way is not the way

I don't want you to follow

the way I am today

This house has got an ashtray problem

This house lives by the minute

This house contains two people

who just never want me in it

I don't want you to go

The way is not the way

I don't want you to follow

the way I am today

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock, hit it (x4)

But I skipped the part about love, let me tell you now

I skipped the part about love

Skip-a-skip-skop

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it (x2)

Every minute and against the clock, hit it

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it

But I skipped the part about love

I skipped the part about love

You break my heart with some kinda frying pan

Liar ! (x4)

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock |

Liar ! |(x4)

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock (x4)

Violins and happy endings

Plastic tears in a cup

Aftershave after hours

We're going out tonight to brake some things

'Cause that's the kinda song we sings

We'll put your clothes on fire and then you're hair

We're kinda ugly, but we don't care

shoo-bedo-bedo-a

chop-pa-pa-pada-pada-pa-pa

And we're proud of it ! |

We're so proud of it ! |(x3)

We are !

The years they must be good to you it seems

And we share our dissevered gene

And he's twenty-five sittin' and no complaining

He says you gotta be over the fuzz

You remind even me

That I'm not an absentee

Fuck 'em all, but you mean

And you say you want rid of me

You're not kidding me !

Who's she gonna mary at all

And his face is half of a ball

And he's just been flattering his ??? doubling

He's staring all over this wall

But he thinks he's allowed

To be smothering in love

But he knows he's a cheese

He's ??? shrubbery

This kinda robbery

Shoulda known it from the start

It's just the way, the way things are

Makes you think, well doesn't it

How I talked to you in this shit

Now the consequences toll inside my head

Now the consequences toll inside my head

Dea see you back some time again

You proved it and it makes sense

It takes a God to be your man

Didn't know you played the violin

Had no idea the shape you're in

That's no excuse for anything

All I wanna do is have my way with you

Tell me wouldn't it be cool

If I just had my way with you

What I'm saying it ain't new

But it's true

that the girl you choose is the one

that will screw the guy next to you

Shoulda known it from the start

But who knows where and who knows how far

This is leading me

Tell me wouldn't it be cruel

If this wasn't mutual

As usual

Dea see you back some time again

You proved it and it makes sense

It takes a God to be your man

Didn't know you played the violin

Had no idea the shape you're in

That's no excuse for anything

You should see me

You should see me

You should see me squandering my days

And you should see your smiling face

And second hand sorrow

All your troubles wear my autograph

I wasn't born to make you laugh

And I ain't no habit you'd like to have

Now the consequences toll inside my head