(Robbie) (Babe) I came to your door to see you again, Where you once stood was an old man instead. I asked where you'd be, he said:"She's moved on,
It?s in the laxative, they?re cutting in the cocaine baby It?s in the heroin, the ecstasy they?re mixing lately Give me the boys and girls in bathrooms
Mama was queen of the mambo Papa was king of the Congo Deep down in the jungle I started bangin' my first bongo Every monkey'd like to be In my place
How do you rate the morning sun? After a long and sleepless night How many stars would you give to the moon Do you see those stars from where you are?
Oh, tout semble avoir ete perdu Pas un seul coeur solitaire Tous ont deserte les rues Et si les plus belles sont deja prises Si les plus beaux sont '
Ooh, Madonna Ooh, Madonna Ooh, Madonna I don't miss you just who you used to be And you don't ring true so please stop calling me Your I love you's are
We're the futurists in the bistro Where the music is for weirdos We like it different, we like it strange In our own way we haven't changed I got my
Oh, it seemed forever stopped today All the lonely hearts in London Caught a plane and flew away And all the best women are married All the handsome men
First they ingore you Then laugh at you, and hate you Then they fight you Then you win When the truth dies Very bad things happen They're being heartless
I sit and wait Does an angel Contemplate my fate? Do they know The places where we go When we're gray and old 'Cause I've been told That salvation Lets
They want us to grow up But we don't want to get a job We all need a decent rock Where it's all kicking off Baby, it's alright, baby it's alright You
The silence was pitiful that day. And love is getting too cynical Passion's just physical these days You analyse everyone you meet But get no sign the
Come on hold my hand I wanna contact the living Not sure I understand This role I've been given I sit and talk to God And he just laughs at my plans
Visitors, engineering All we need is a clearing We dont know what to feed em Or even if were really needin Highway to the stars tonight Leave the bad
Cows Aah, how peculiar? I am all of the above, babe Johnny long strokes to the grave Saving all the stamps and spend it on a kettle Rub me rub me up
I've got your rainbows, seen your sunbeams I know a place where heaven breathes And it's through her window Your baby girl's window I know you're happy
I don't mind The abuse It fills in time When I'm not much use But it's killing me Killing me slowly They all say I'm too restless But, words cut deep
Where were you when you stole my pride? Did you ever get the feeling that someone died? Hide away in your ivory tower And cover me in your golden shower
