Kenickie--At the Club

IN YOUR CAR

tell us exactly
I said
you've got a gift
I can tell by looking
give us a lift
I get so tired of walking

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm in heaven
I have been told (who told ya?)
I'm in heaven
I'm too young to feel so old

What happened then
is this your car?
it's quite a machine
doting father
I see you keep it clean

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm in heaven
I have been told (who told ya)
I'm in heaven
I'm too young to feel so old

We heard you talking
Back to your house in the afternoon
what are you talking about?
well I want to see your room

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

it's so seductive when he understands
it's so seductive when he takes my head
in his hands and says

it doesn't matter what kind of mess I make
oh yeah he's going to see for certain
everything will be ok

yeah 
I'm in heaven
I have been told (who told ya)
I'm in heaven
I'm too young to feel so old

ho d'ya leave him
I just said thanks for the ride
it sure beats walking
you're really alright
though you can't tell by looking

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

this is heaven, didn't you know?
d'ya reckon
this is heaven
I'm too young to feel this old


PEOPLE WE WANT

she's eating lipstick and drinking champagne
she's dancing home
she's taking cocaine

all our lives
rolled into one
all our lives
we watch them gone

she's watching telly in somebody's house
she's feeling heavy
it's time to go out

all our lives
rolled into one
this life
is taking too long

if we go home
what happens now
if we stay on
we could be
THE PEOPLE WE WANT

it was a shame when the papers found out
her real name
what the joke was about

all our lives
now they are one
this life
is taking too long

and happy hour had lasted all night
she thought for once
she had found someone right

well it's nice
to be loved by someone
this love life
is taking too long

if we go home
what happens now
but if we stay on
could we be
THE PEOPLE WE WANT


SPIES

I'm working on a new insult
send it straight to you
I'm setting up a new mission
making my plan foolproof

You should stay
out of my way
I'm doing this for you
I don't have time
to watch you cry
I do the work of two

You keep me talking
Weather's just not right
Do you know quite how boring
do you know I could die tonight

So watch your bacck
cos I might crack
and I'm licensed to kill
your bloodless face
your silent mouth
would give me such a thrill
oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

You should stay
out of my way
I'm doing this for you
I don't have time
to watch you cry
I do the work of two

We are spies
We will kill you
We are spies
We will kill you

Shanana oooh
Shanana oooh
Shanana ooooooooooooh


HOW I WAS MADE

When I was made
The good Lord rubbed my face
to give it shape
he formed a callous
that's how my face was made

Oh sweet
change me
teach me to think like they do
teach me to think
like you

when I was made
the good lord filled my veins
up with silt
from the river
that's how my blood runs cold

you're sweet
change me
teach me to think like they do
teach me to think
like you

when I was made
the good lord stretched
my skin across a frame
like canvas
that's how my sense is numb

he says I'm sweet
change me
change me colour
leave me grey
there are too many moths around
when I shine


BROTHER JOHN

and now it's all gone wrong
Brother John can't fix it can't tell
onto one of his midgets
cos I am the best
don't you ever dare to forget
get on your knees
and believe it

I thinnk that everyone looks better
when they're sad
it's OK to be sad

it's up to you
where you're going
what you will do
time to make a decision
don't pretend you're nice
just run fast catch up to your life
it's rolling over with ya
yeah...

I think that everyone looks better
when they're sad
it's OK to be sad

I rule the throat
give you golden tablets to swallow
get it down when I tell ya
take out your eyes
give you back a ruby surprise
now your tears are worth it
yeah...

to think that they believe us
when we say we're sad
it's OK to be sad

don't make my mistakes
and live too fast
fill your life with dirty passion
don't make my mistakes and
close your eyes
fill your head
up with things you like
yeah...

let's hear some noise (whooo!)
come on children give us your voice
time to show you believe it
sing alleluia (alleluia!)
give it all you've got for real fur
we know what you're wearing
yeah...

I think that everyone looks better
when they're sad
it's OK to be sad


MILLIONARE SWEEPER

I can taste the sweet smell
of success on your breath
and I know where it came from
no need for chewing gum
I saw her today you know
she's filling up with amnio...

she was
always wide
now it's drinking her
out from the inside
he filled her with champagne
got a tattoo, forgot her name...
in the car again

now her kisses
full at first
ache like blisters
waiting to get burst
she is alone
he's been here, now he's gone...
she's alone again

stunted
by our early growth
we're stunted you and I
stunted we are both


ROBOT SONG

I wish I had a heart
I'd call it a tiger
and wrapped in silver thread
I'd tie it to my chest
to bring you home

I wish I had a car
and bits of wire
to tie you to the seat
I'd drive you to the beach
and keep on going

and I know when I've been stung
when I'm trapped inside my bed
feel my flesh begin to swell
I'm an evil shade of red

I hate the taste of skin
it's terrifying
reminds me of the truth
that biting bits of you
can bring you home

and I hate
one sweet taste
and these miracles
I feel it in my skin
know in my head
when you touch me

I am still awake at night
in my dreams
when my eyes are full of
pictures of the day
but not quite right
just to bring you home

I'm so lucky
I can pick my feelings
I never want to cry
I'm so ugly
But I want to pick my feelings
so I choose not to mind
it's true
to you
it must seem sad
I know
it all
but I'm not sad believe me
cos I choose not to be

I wish I had the skill to stop my thinking
concentrate each breath
to make sure that it's done
it's not instinctive


CLASSY

we're
on our backs
looking up at the stars
we
have a laugh
falling down
scratching cars

watch your backs
hide the knives
I'm the fastest man alive

we make things out of sin
with blood and human skin
we never see the sights
we're out too late at night

we
don't need you
we go out
by ourselves
we
catch the bus
into town
into hell

break your heart
break your face
not that much to look at anyway

we make things out of dust
so we can smash them up
we never see the sights
we're out too late at night

now you know what my lips think
I'll write on your arms
make the words look like pictures
and that's just the start 
of it all

WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'VE GOT STYLE

we're on our backs
looking up at the stairs
we have a laugh falling down
scratching cars

watch your backs
hide the knives
I'm the fastest man alive
we make things out of sin
with blood and human skin
we never see the sights
we're out too late at night
so we can smash them up
da da da da da da

WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT STYLE


PUNKA

Hey punka - hey
how yer doin'
hey punka - hey
are you staying true to you
cos that's what punkas do
I want to be a punka too
and if your 
friends all bitch
you're a punka - punka
if your life is kitsch
you're a punka - punka
I'm a punka too

hey punka - hey
I've got ambition
hey punka - hey
my one wish is to
be as punk as you when I grow up
if punkas ever do grow up
and if your hits all miss
you're a punka - punka
if you dance like this
you're a punka - punka
I'm a punka

PUNKA punka!
lo fi songs are great - punka!
PUNKA punka!
we never learned to play - cos
we're punka!
I want to be a punka too
when I grow up if punkas ever do
I want to be like you

PUNKA punka!
underground cliché - punka!
we always want to stay - hey punka!
I want to be a punka too

when I grow up if punkas ever do
and play guitar like

1, 2, 3, 4
PUNKA punka!
PUNKA punka!
lo fi songs are great - punka!
PUNKA punka!
don't you want to play - punka!

I want to be a punka too
when I grow up if punkas ever do
I want to be like you


NIGHTLIFE

if you could touch our lizard skin
we wouldn't feel it
we meet at night in shady bars
then we get greedy

daytime! nighttime!

I can't work with heavy coats
they're not revealing
have to see each other's clothes
so we're all freezing

don't mind! we like!

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!

and now there are stains on all my clothes
I don't remember
so now I walk with back to walls 
in front of friends

Streetlights! Streetlife!

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!

we are HERE for your entertainment
take us as you like
we are YOURS for your delectation
eat to your delight

we are NOW for your inspiration
soundtrack to the times
we are YOUNG for your desecration
destroy what you find

if I see you out again
we'll smile in passing
no I don't want to see you, friend
but thanks for asking

Heartbreak (heartbreak!)
nice time (nice time!)
Streetlight (streetlight!)
skintight (skintight!)

Kiss you! (Kiss you!) Kiss my! (Kiss my!)

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!


P.V.C.

my halo slips over my eyes
my nice dress rips & I don't cry
what am I doing here
when I just want to wear

oh PVC
(it's my favorite plastic)
PVC
(cos it's nice and shiny)
PVC
(and completely waterproof)
start again. start again

a lipstick stain on my new dress
the fabric's scarred and I'm distressed
I take my own advice
get kitted out in nice

CHORUS

The moral of this little tale
do what you like and you can't fail
to get in someone's way HEY

CHORUS


COME OUT 2 NITE

we dress cheap
we dress tacky
we dance for thrills
our night is getting nasty

she drank all that we had
she threw up and I was glad
I laughed

time goes slow in the dark
we're getting drunk in the park
we've got our gang and
I know we'll always be friends

and get chatted up by the lads
bombing down the street is a laugh
I'm glad

take what you can
eat off the man
wear high heels
and get a record deal

we don't have time to be sad
come out tonight, you've got to grab it
if you want to have it
you've got to become what you can
it's dark and it's savage but it's only in neon
so come out and grab it

come out tonight
come out tonight
come out tonight
come out tonight
come out tonight


I NEVER COMPLAIN

I never complain, it never gets you anywhere
it's always the same
push too hard you break the frame

you and I are light
we're like butterflies
but not so easy
I need space to hide
and if I close my eyes
can you see me?

I never will break
Load me up I'll take the strain
it's always the same
take the weight you take the blame

you and I are collide
we're like comets but
we're not that bright
I need space I'm shy
and if I close my eyes
can you see me?

you can take the pace
but are you getting anywhere
this isn't a race
and there's no finish line there

you and I are right
we're like angels but
we're scared of dying
I need you tonight
and if I close my eyes
will you be here?

it's night and I have tied
my genius to my lunacy
it's height and he's alright
but I"m here in this room again 
giving up
you give it up too
give it up to me

cos I like to take
I'll suck things out you never know
you had to forsake
just let go and give it up to
Me


ACETONE

faster faster on your feet
you have to dodge the sick stains on the street
blow you dust into my mouth
I'll lick my lips and take it like a man

I would like another way to breathe
keep my eyes wide open in my sleep
cos when I'm underwater
you keep me under glass

come on baby you're the one
bus station seats where we have all out fun
put this ring into your good hand
explain it in a way you'll understand

keep me warm
you keep me cold
and rest your head in my blue bones
and as I spit my dying wish
you're listening to something else

I would like another way to breathe
keep my eyes wide open in my sleep
cos when I'm underwater 
you keep me under glass