Earthling
- Little Wonder
- Looking For Satellites
- Battle For Britain (The Letter)
- Seven Years In Tibet
- Dead Man Walking
- Telling Lies
- The Last Thing You Should Do
- I'm Afraid Of Americans
- Law (Earthling On Fire)
Stinky weather fat, shaky hand
Dopey morning Doc, grumpy gnomes
Little Wonder then, little wonder
You little wonder, little wonder you
Big screen dolls, tits and explosion
Sleepy time, bashful but nude
Little wonder then, little wonder
You little wonder, little wonder you
Enter galactic, seeming to be you
It’s all in the tablets, sneezy bhutan
Little Wonder then, little wonder
You little wonder, little wonder you
Mars Happy nation, sit on my karma
Dame meditation, take me away
Little wonder then, little wonder
You little wonder, little wonder you
CHORUS:
Sending me so far away, so far away so far away, so far away
So far away, so so far away
So far away, so far away
So far away, so so far away
Little wonder
You little wonder
Little wonder
You little wonder you
CHORUS
You little wonder, little wonder you
Little wonder then, little wonder
You little wonder, little wonder you.
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Looking For Satellites
Nowhere, shampoo
TV, come back
Boy’s own, slim tie
Showdown, can’t stop
Where do we go from here?
There’s something in our skies
Shining in the light
Spinning and far away
CHORUS:
Nowhere, shampoo
TV, come back (Satellite)
Boy’s own, slim tie (Satellite)
Showdown, can’t stop (Satellite)
(Satellite)
Looking for Satellites
Looking for Satellites
Where do we go to now?
There’s nothing in our eyes
As lonely as a moon
Misty and far away
CHORUS
Looking for Satellites
Looking for Satellites
Where do we go from here?
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Battle For Britain (The
Letter)
My, my, the time to fly
When it’s in another pair of hands
And a loser I will be
For I’ve never been a winner in my life
I got used to stressing pain
I used the sucker pills to pity for the self
Oh, it’s the animal in me
But I’d rather be a beggerman on the shelf
Don’t be so forlorn, it’s just the payoff
It’s the rain before the storm
On a better day, I’ll take you by the hand
And I’ll walk you through the doors
Don’t be so forlorn, it’s just the payoff
It’s the rain before the storm
Don’t you let my letter get you down
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you
My, my, but time to fly
When it’s in another pair of pants
And illusion I will be
For I’ve never been a sinner, la di da
Don’t be so forlorn, it’s just the payoff
It’s the rain before the storm
Don’t you let my letter get you down
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you
Don’t you let my letter get you down, down, down
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you
Don’t you let my letter get you down, down, down
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you
Down, down, down, down, down
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Seven Years In Tibet
«Are you OK?
You’ve been shot in the head
And I’m holding you brains,»
The old woman said
So I drink in the shadows
Of and evening sky
See nothing at all
The stars look so special
The snow look so old
The frail form is drifting
Beyond the yoga zone
Turn to question the mountain
Why pigs can fly
It’s nothing at all
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes
I praise to you
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes, nothing ever goes
Nothing
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Dead Man Walking
He swivels his head, tears his eyes from the screen
As his past puts him back in Atlantic City
There’s not even a demon in
Heaven or Hell
Is it all just human disguise
As I walk down the aisle
CHORUS:
And I’m gone gone gone
Now I’m older than movies
Let me dance away
Now I’m wiser than dreams
Let me fly fly fly
While I’m touching tomorrow
And I know who’s there
When silhouettes fall
[Background vocals:]
[Gone gone gone spinning slack through reality,
dance my way falling up through the years
Till I swivel back round when I fly fly fly
Losing breath from the water when I’m gone gone gone]
And I’m gone like I’m dancing on angels
And I’m gone through the crack in the past
Like a Dead Man Walking
Like a Dead Man Walking
Three old men, dancing under the lamplight
Shaking their sex and their bones
And the boys the we were
An alien nation in therapy
Sliding naked and new
Like a bad tempered child
On a rain slicked street
CHORUS
And I’m gone
And I’m gone, like I’m dancing on angels
And I’m gone through the crack in the past
Like a Dead Man Walking
Like a Dead Man Walking
Like a Dead Man
Like a Dead Man Walking
And I’m gone gone gone
Let me dance dance dance
And I’m gone gone gone
Let me dance dance dance
And I’m gone, like I’m dancing on angels
And I’m gone through the crack in the past
Like a Dead Man Walking
Like a Dead Man Walking
Like a Dead Man
Like a Dead Man Walking
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Telling Lies
Gorgeous girls are bound to meet
To talk of stars and kings and feet
Through the chromosomes of space and time
Me I’m fast like bad infection
Gasping for my resurrection
Swear to me in times of war and stress
CHORUS:
Telling lies, telling lies
Telling lies, telling lies (Ooh ah, visionary Ooh ah,
missionary)
Telling lies
(Feels
like something’s gonna happen this year)
Telling lies, telling lies (Ooh ah, visionary Ooh ah,
missionary)
Telling lies
(Feels
like something’s gonna happen this year)
Telling lies
Shadow falls in skrinking smiles
See me poised at the happy games
Standing in the mouth of all that’s pure
Come straggling in your tattered remnants
You’ll come to me in tears and rain
I’m your future, I’m tomorrow, I’m the end
CHORUS
Telling lies
Feels like something’s gonna happen this year
Telling lies
Feels like something’t gonna happen this year
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The Last Thing You Should
Do
What are you doing to yourself (x3)
It’s the last thing you should do-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Nobody laughs anymore (x3)
It’s the worst thing you can do-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Save the last dance for me
Catch the last bus for me
Give the last kiss to me
It’s the safest thing to do-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Yeah!
Yeah!
Repeat all...
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I’m Afraid Of
Americans
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh, uh-uh uh-uh-uh
Johnny’s in America
No tricks at the wheel
No-one needs anyone
They don’t even just pretend
Johnny’s in America
CHORUS:
I’m afraid of Americans
I’m afraid of the world
I’m afraid I can’t help it
I’m afraid I can’t
I’m afraid of Americans
Johnny’s in America
Johnny wants a plane
Johnny wants to suck on a coke
Johnny wants a woman
Johnny wants to think of a joke
Johnny’s in America
CHORUS
Johnny’s in America
Johnny looks up at the stars
Johnny combs his hair
And Johnny wants pussy in cars
Johnny’s in America
CHORUS
I’m afraid of Americans
God is in America
God is in America
CHORUS
Johnny’s an American
Johnny’s an American
Johnny’s an American,
uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
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Law (Earthling On Fire)
I don’t want knowledge
I want certainty
In the streets a man shouts out loud
A wallet drops a money flies into the midday sun
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Oh I get a little bit afraid Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Oh I get a little bit afraid Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
I don’t want knowledge
I want certainty
In a house a man drops dead
As he hits the floor he says
«What a morning»
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Oh I get a little bit afraid
Earthlings on fire
Oh I get a little bit afraid Sometimes
I don’t want knowledge,
I want certainty
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