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She’s the one who thrills me
Greta Garbo the Belle couldn’t compare to her
She’s the star of the screen dreams
Does a chemical dance till they come for her
I want everything right now
I’ve got to be her
And if everything is out
Then so are we
She’s the one, the strip tease
She maneuvers her lipstick traces on me
And she’s the drug element and
All of Asia’s out and aroused too
I want everything right now
I’ve got to be her
And if everything is out
Then so are we
She’s is everything right now
I’ve got to see her
She is everything right now
She turns to me
She’s a chemical dancer when she’s on
She’s a chemical dancer when she’s on
She’s a chemical dancer when she’s on
She’s a chemical dancer but now she’s gone
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I’m a believer in almost anything
And you’re the only one I know
I am the answer and the enemy
On the one-way radio
He’s checked out
Why don’t you learn to die
Or stay in love forever
And hope there’s no one waiting on the other side (when you go)
You’re always talking, you’re never listening
You didn’t hear when your time had come
I am the answer, I am the enemy
Sky high all the way back home
You still can take us back
And save your life
Or turn us all to fire
And hope there’s someone waiting on the other side
When you go home
Go home
Ken, you’re a star…
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All my life I ran from you to an empty room
Crossed my heart until I died
All my life
I’m ready for the burn
But I can’t check out now
Because I’m terrified, terrified, terrified I won’t find you
Trapped against a thousand walls trying to get to you
I know where you all belong – in another song
Think you’re hot stuff when you stare
I’ll show you where
You can have my head
Just f* me when I’m dead
Because I’m terrified, terrified, terrified I won’t find you
Trapped inside these prison walls trying to get to you
Terrified, terrified, terrified I won’t find you
We keep playing the same Stones song trying to break on through
Or find some other way to get back home
Or blow them all away and run
I’m terrified, terrified, terrified I won’t find you
Trapped against a thousand walls trying to break on through
Terrified, terrified, terrified I won’t find you
We keep playing the same Stones song trying to get to you
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Darkly is the way they come again
Every other day they’re dead in red
Creeping down the walls, don’t want ‘em to go
Darling makes a mess in limousines
Hiding in his dress he kicks and screams
Crying in the night, I want him to go
I wasn’t at all inside my head
I want you, you’re just like Robert Palmer says
Yeah I see you shooting star
Do you want it in the dark?
In the dark?
They get down, down to the Velvet Underground
And bounce around to the Madchester sound
Down, down, down, I want ‘em to go
You want me to hide out in your bed
I want you, you’re just like Robert Palmer said
Yeah I see you shooting star
Do you want it in the dark?
In the dark?
Could have made it past the bars
But you crashed out in your car
Now you’re taking me too far
In the dark
They’re waiting there for you
Still waiting on the outside, but they’re
All waiting there for you
All waiting there for you
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We’ll live in a dead house five years from now
If we don’t move out
And hijack our way out through the Evian skies
To another sphere
Saturn will fall into the sea
Into the ocean waiting
Saturn will fall into the sea, into the sea
We built California like a real disease
That we could beat
With parts made of real meat
For the Disney girls
We’ll eat them all
Saturn will fall into the sea
Into the ocean waiting
Saturn will fall into the sea, into the sea
I’m falling backwards looking for words
Just as I can bet you’re always there
Upset with who I am
I’m cleaning toilets, mopping restrooms
While you wink your way into a cab
It’s more than I can stand
Please when you’re cooking, entertaining
Pause a sec and take that kitchen knife
And stick it through your head
Stick it through your head
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He’s fire in the sky
He loves me so he hates me
Draws me to erase me
Never tells me why
The fire in the sky
Loves me like a father
Treats me like a target
Makes me wanna die
But I can’t live without him
Cause he’s my guy
I shout my soul out
For fire in the sky
Said I was his favorite
Not good enough to make it
Still I gotta try
I can’t live without him
Cause he’s my guy
And so I’m telling you
To duck and run my lovely one
Oh baby you know that he wants you
He’d kill to have you for a wife
I’ll lie and say that you’re my sister
Just to save my life
Just to save my life
Cruel little fool
Fuel for fire
Cruel little fool
Cry:
Here I am
Fuel for fire
Here I am
Crying:
“Goddamn he really loves me
Goddamn he really loves me
Goddamn he really loves me
I know him better than you’ll ever know yourself
I know him better than you’ll ever know yourself
I know him better than you’ll ever know yourself!”
It’s really love
So in love
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Come back tonight
Back to the old house
Back in the city where the dogs run all night
Come back to me
You need rebuilding
I live in crowded in subway cars, koala on a pole
When the ground beneath my feet
Cracks and starts to bleed
I’ll know it’s you coming back to me
Come out tonight
Out from the nausea
Out and away from the syphilitic swine
We were born in the seventies
So we’re scared of this disease
But modern warfare
It’s still makes us smile
Come back tonight
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Put ‘em in the back
Tied across the chest
Hold ‘em on the ground
So the air still flows
Looking for the blue eyes
Hock ‘em for a good price
Back into the hole that we all know
I’m a cutter in the air and a terror in the sky
We’ll take ‘em out
I know what they’re looking for
We’ll draw a new line with today
Rolling with the guys
Heading out of Maine
Searching for a vein, it’s a long way down
Living off a book
Surfing in the sky
Anyway we’re heaven-bound
Like a diver in the sea, hooked on oxygen and ecstasy
We’ll take ‘em out
I know what they’re looking for
We’ll draw a new line with today
We’re heaven-bound
So high that we don’t care
Straight through the skyline in a day
Put ‘em in the back
Tied across the chest
Hold ‘em on the ground
So the air still flows
Looking for the blue eyes
Hock ‘em for a good price
Back into the hole that we all know
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Oh my pretty thing, wrapped in bling, you should spend a while by the sea
We’ll put you on TV
Party girls should see the world, they’ll all see your mugshot on the screen
It’s a game to me
You strayed the path, screwed the signs, now you scream, ‘let me out tonight!”
Baby don’t you worry – it won’t help you anyway
It’s just a joke on your mother who still thinks you’re alive
Now we’re just bad kids, we keep it hid, focused on the ground we take the sky
That’s how we survive
On the airline through space and time, crashing in the Palace of the Brine
That’s how we survive
You tour the world in magazines, haunting our sororities
Steal the spotlight from the war – those ugly amputees
It’s just a joke on your mother who still thinks you’re alive
You tour the world in magazines, haunting our sororities
Steal the spotlight from the storm – that drowned rat New Orleans
It’s just a joke on a country who still thinks you’re alive
Reagan’s dead, we’re away, cruising on a holiday
No one’s watching, now we can settle down
It’s just a joke on your mother who still thinks you’re alive
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