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Discothèque (5:19)

You can reach
But you can't grab it
You can't hold it, control it (and know it)
And you can't bag it
-- Our album

You can push
But you can't direct it,
Circulate, regulate - oh no,
Ya cannot connect it

You know you're chewin' (And you) bubblegum (wanted the big piece)
You know what that is, (Why don't you?)
But you still want some (I don't want any -- did you?)
And you just can't get enough    (Can't you feel it?)
Of that lovie dovie stuff (Wild West)

You get confused
But you know it (I got it)
Yeah you hurt for it, work for it - Love
(But) you don't always show it

(Let me in)
Let go, Let's go, love... Discothèque
        Let's go out...
(Hi, I've been watching you)
Ooh Oh, Let go, Discothèque
        Let's go out...

(Hit the gas)

I'm looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song -
Be the song that you hear in your head

{I'm gonna blow your head}
Love...
{We just don't want any war...}
        {Gonna blow your head}
{They're shelling...}
{They're shelling the roof...}
{Let me in}
Oooo...
{It pays to look up}
{E17}
{What do you think?}
{I think we should tour there}
Love...
Love...

It's not a trick...             {Down... ...and up}
‘Cause you can't learn it       {Down... ...way up}
It's the way you don't pay,     {Hate and... ... racism}
That's okay -
‘Cause you can't earn it        {Another baby born}
Edge

You know{No I don't...}you're chewin'{I don't want it...}bubblegum {...it's a big
piece}
You know what that is,  {No I don't}
But you still want some {I don't want any - did you?}
But you just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff

        Let go
Let go, I don't know why... Discothèque
(I don't want to, but I'm gonna take it)
        Go Go
Don't go, while I'm high... Discothèque
(I like you, but I'm not cheap)

(Ooo, I love...)
(To belong)
I'm looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song -
Be the song that you hear in your head

{Let me in}
Lover
{Let me in}
You want heaven in your heart
Heaven in your heart
Summoning a tart
Love

But you take what you can get
‘Cause it's all that you can find
But you know there's something more
And tonight, tonight, tonight

I'm high
I'm high
I'm high
I'm high
I'm high
I'm high
I'm high
I'm high

Boom cha
Boom cha
Discothèque

Boom cha
I can't get in
Boom cha
I paid
Discothèque
Not enough

Boom cha
I can't get in
Boom cha
I paid
Discothèque
Not enough

Boom cha
I can't get in
Boom cha
I paid
Discothèque
Not enough

Boom cha
Boom cha
Discothèque
Boom cha
Boom cha
Discothèque

{Heartbeat}

(I want I want I want more...)

{I want it}
{I want it}
{I want it)

Do you want it?

Take these hands -
They're good for nothin'
You know these hands
Never worked a day
Take these boots -
They're goin' nowhere
You know these boots
Don't want to stray
But you got my head filled with songs
You got my shoelaces undone
Take my shirt - go on,
And take it off me
You can tear it up
If you can tie me down

Do you feel loved?
Do you feel loved?
And do you feel loved?
Do you feel loved?

Take the colours of my imagination
And take the scent hanging in the air
Take this tangle of a conversation
And turn it into your own feeling
And with my fingers as you want them
With my nails under your hide
With my teeth at your back
And my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies

Do you feel loved?
Do you feel loved?
And do you feel loved?
And it looks like the sun
But it feels like the rain
Oh, I love you...

Yeah - I'm dancin'
Yeah - I'm dancin'
Yeah - I'm dancin'
Yeah - I'm dancin'
And love is coming
Pushing and shoving
In the belly
Of a woman
Heavy rhythm
Takin' over
I want to
To stick together {And I'll prove it}
A man and a woman {And I'll do it}
Stick together {And I'll prove it}
A man and a woman {And I'll do it}
Stick together...
(And love... and love... and love... and love... and love...)

And I'll feel loved...
Do you feel loved?
And do you feel loved?
And it looks like the sun
But it feels like rain
And there's heat in the son
To free us through the reign
And do you feel loved?
Do you feel loved?
Do you feel?    {That should start it}
Do you feeeeel it -- I'm com-ming...

{We'll shorten it}
{How long is it?}
{I had to}
{What do you want?}
{Should we go with it?}
{Don't do it}

(Why don't you just open it up)
(Why don't you just open it up)
(Why don't you just open it up)
(Why don't you just open it up)

(I feel it...)

(I can feel it)

(I can feel it)

(I can feel it)

(I'm ready)

Lookin’ for to save my -- save my soul
(I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front)
Been lookin’ in the places where no flower's growin’
(I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front)
Been lookin’ for to fill that God-shaped hole
(I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front)

My brother, mother said, "Can you rock and roll?"
     Mother, I'm all right

Holy dunc, spacejunk, comin’ in for a sp-splash
I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front
Wh-wh-white dopes on punks starin' into the flash
I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front
Are you lookin’ for the baby Jesus under the trash?
I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front

I've no talent (I'm back)
-- Mother said, "Can you rock and roll?"
     Mother, I'm all right
You can throw the tantrum
To the fuckin' rockin' rock 'n roll

        Are you happy Mum?
         It’s harder alive
Mother,
-- You’re not dead
-- That’s my ma alive
But Mother,
You are gone
-- Bye ma - I meant you no harm (Spank me!)

(Bloody kids!)

(What are you doing?)
(Get down!)

Mother, am I still your son?
You know I’m waitin' for so long
To hear you say so
And Mother, you left and made me someone
Now I’m still a child,
(But) no one tells me "No"

Ma ma, ma ma, ma ma, ma ma, ma ma, ma ma, ma...
(I don’t know you)
(And I want to)
(I want you)
(To hold me)

Lookin’ for a sound that’s gonna drown out the world
I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front
I'm lookin’ for the father of my two little girls
I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front
Got the swing, got the sway, got my straw in lemonade
I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front
Still lookin’ for the face I had before the world was made
I’ve been around back... I’ve been around front

Mother - mother sucking rock and roll
     Mother, I'm all right
Bubble poppin', shock and rock me
With your rock and roll (I don't)
     Mother, I'm all right
Mother,
Mother said, "Get funky..." (No, I don't...)

     Mother, I'm all right (Back up!)
And mother
I’m not that rare
On my own
And mother
-- You are dead
Father - you’re all alone

And soothe me, Mother
Rule me, Father
Move me, Brother
Woo me, Sister
And soothe me, Mother (find a way)
Rule me, Father
Show me, Mother
Show me, Mother
Show me, Mother
Hold me, Mother
Show me, Mother
Show me, Mother

Nobody else here, baby
No one here to blame
No one to point the finger...
It's just you and me, and the rain
        (Why?...)
Nobody made you do it
No one put words in your mouth
Nobody here taking orders
When love took a train heading south
        (Why?...)
It's the blind leading the blond
It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs

If God will send his angels

And if God will send a sign
And if God will send his angels
Would everything be alright?

(Why do I set you free?)
God has got his phone off the hook, babe
Would he even pick up if He could?
It's been a while since we saw that child
Hangin' ‘round this neighbourhood
You'll see his mother dealing in a doorway
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl
And Jesus's sister's eyes are a blister -
The High Street never looked so low...

It's the blind leading the blond
It's the cops collecting for the cons
So where is the hope and where is the faith... and the love?
What's that you said to me?
-- "Does love... light up your Christmas tree?"
The next...
Minute, you're blowing a fuse
And The Cartoon Network turns into the news

If God will send his angels
And if God will send a sign
And if God will send his angels
Where do we go?

Where do we go?

Jesus never let me down
You know Jesus used to show me the score
Then they put Jesus in show business
Now it's hard to get in the door
The Angel
        The Angel

It's the stuff,
It's the stuff of country songs
        Angel
But I guess there's something to go on
        (I'm near you again...)

And if God will send his angels
Sure could use them here right now
Well if God will send his angel,
How do I know no one would lie?
And I want my lover to feel my song
Where do we go?
I wanna love her tonight
        So where do we go?
And I wanna feel gone
Gone...

(I was helpless)

(I was helpless)

(I was helpless)

(Don't believe it)
(Just like walking to a rhythm of...)

Some are stretching on the grass...
Summer dresses' pass
In the shade of a willow tree,
The creeps are crawlin' over me
Over me and over you
Stuck together with God's glue
It's going to get stickier too...
It's been a long hot summer
Let's get undercover
Don't try to hard to think - don't think at all

I'm not the only one
Starin' at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find
If you took a look inside
I'm not just deaf and dumb
-- Staring at the sun
I'm not the only one
Who's happy to go blind

There's an insect in your ear
If you scratch it won't disappear
It's gonna itch and burn and sting
You wanna see what the scratching brings?
Waves that leave me out of reach
Breaking on your back like a beach...
Will we ever live in peace?
‘Cause those that can't do,
Often have to...
And those that can't do,
Often have to... preach

To the ones staring at the sun
Afraid of what you'll find
If you took a look inside
You're not just deaf and dumb...
You're staring at the sun
You're not the only one
Who'd rather go blind
Who would?
Who would?
Who would?

Intransigence is all around...
Military's still in town
Armour-plated suits and ties...
Daddy just won't say, "Goodbye"
Referee won't blow the whistle
God is good, but will He listen
I'm nearly great
But there's something [religion] missing
-- I left in the
Duty-free overnight
But you never really
Belonged to me

You're not the only one
Starin' at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find
If you stepped back inside
I'm not sucking on my thumb
I'm staring at the sun
I'm not the only one
Who's happy to go blind

Oooo

Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Ah

(Don't)

(Let)

(Them)

(Once)

{I'm frightened}

Doesn't think -- "Almost died"
Stops her car
And she feels (I like it) not good
And she's back up on the shelf
By the sweet saffron

She feels the ground is givin' way
(...And I don't remind her)
But she thinks we're better off that way-ay
(...And I do too)
"The more you take, the less you feel it
The less you know, the more you believe in
The more you have, the more it takes today"
(You'll buy anything)

You gotta give it away
You've gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
Well, she don't care what it's worth
She's living like it's the last night of earth
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Your last night of earth
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]

And she's not waiting on a saviour to come
Her eyes are depressing...
She's at the bus-stop with the News of the World
And the Sun, it's song - here it comes
She's not waiting for anyone

You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You've gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
Well, she don't care what it's worth
She's living like it's the last night on earth
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Her last night on earth
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Mmm mm
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
It all
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
It all
        *The clock tells her that time is slipping...*
Slipping away...
        *-- Minute hands won't go slower*
Slip sliding...
        *She decides it's her mom she's missing*
Too many
        *Something she might be blessing*
Slippin' away...
*The world turns and we get dizzy*
The world turns
        *Is it spinning for you*
And we get dizzy
        *The way it's spinning*
Slipping away...
        *For me?*
 
She's living, living next week now
You know she's gonna to pay it back somehow
She hasn't been to bed in a week
She'll be dead soon
Then she'll sleep
(It's all right...)

You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
You gotta give it away
She already knows it hurts
She's living like it's the last night on earth
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
The last night of earth
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Last night on earth
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Last night
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Mmm Mmm
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
Hmmm
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Mmm Mmm
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
Hmmm
        [How does it feel knowing?]
You
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
And your love
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Ah ha
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel?]
        [How does it feel knowing?]
Oh no, baby
This is happening
-- A new high
Yeah, baby
Yeah, Larry
Yeah
Is that good?
Yeah
At last
 

You'll get to feel so guilty - got so much for so little
Then you find that feeling just won't go away
You were holding on to every little thing so tightly
Till there's nothing left for you anyway

Goodbye,
You can keep this...
Suit of lights...
I'll be up with the sun
I'm not coming down...
I'm not coming down
Ooo
I'm not coming down

(I'm flyin') (3:04)

You wanted to get somewhere so badly
You had to lose yourself along the way
But you change your name, well that's okay... it's... necessary
And what you leave behind you don't miss anyway

Goodbye,
You can keep this
Suit of lights
I'll be up with the sun
I'm not coming down...
I'm not coming down
Ooohoo
I'm not coming down

‘Cause I'm already gone
Felt that way all along

Closer to you every day
I didn't want it that much anyway

You're taking steps that make you feel dizzy
And then you learn to like the way it feels
You hurt yourself, you hurt your lover
Then you discover...
What you thought was freedom is just greed
Goodbye... a less emotional goodnight
I'll be up with the sun
Are you still holding on?
I'm not coming down
Ooohoo
I'm not coming down
Oh yeah
I'm not coming down

(Never coming down)

Gone
With the sun
Turn the sun
On
Gone
Sun
Gone
Sun
The Sun

Th' weather 'round here choppin' and changin'
There's surgery in the air
Print shirts and the southern accent
Cigars and big hair
We got the wheels, the petrol's cheap
We only went there for a week
We got the sun
We got the sand
Got the batt'ries and the handycam

Her eyes all swimming pool blue
Dumb belles and the diving buoy
Baby's always attracted to the things she's afraid of
Big girl with a sweet tooth
Watches a skinny girl in the photo shoot
Freshmen squeaky clean
But she tastes of chlorine
Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
In Miami,
        Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
My Mammy

You love the movies, Babe
Love to walk through the movie sets
Get to shoot someone in the foot
We get to smoke some cigarettes
No big deal, I know the score
I'm back from the video store
I've got the car and the car chase
What's he got in the silver case
I want a close up of that face
Here comes the c-car chase

        Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
[Where's your knife, OJ?]
[Where's your knife, OJ?]
        Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
[Where's your knife, OJ?]
[Where's your knife, OJ?]
(Hot damn...)
        Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
[Where's your knife, OJ?]
[Where's your knife, OJ?]
(I'm about to bring up ma-ma-Ma-donna)
Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
[Where's your knife, OJ?]
[Where's your knife?]
I partied on and on...
But I hung on...
(Are you all right?)
(Si)

I bought two new suits...
Miami
Pink and blue...
Miami
I took a picture of you...
My Mammy
Gettin' hot in a photo booth...
Miami
I said, "You look like a Madonna"
You said, "Maybe..."
You said, "I wanna have your baby... Baby..."
Baby...
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
At least not in...
Miami

You know some places are like your Auntie
But there's no place like
Miami
My Mammy
Miami
You're my Mammy
(When d'ya turn pro?)

(We're in Miami...)

(Late at night...)

(In Miami)
Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
(You're my mammy)

Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba

Why don't you put that damper down, Joe

Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba

Up, up, up -- too high
Pu-pu-put damper down Joe

(Want me to do it?)
        Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba
(Want me to fix it?)

Shake

Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba

Shakedown

A Sheik dancin'

(Ba ba ba...)

If coke is a mystery,
Michael Jackson... history
If beauty is truth
And surgery -- the fountain of youth
What am I to do?
Have I got the gifts to get me through
The gates of that mansion?

If OJ is more than a drink
And a Big Mac bigger than you think
And perfume is an obsession
And talk shows -- a confession
Wha'da we got to lose?
Another push and we'll be through
The gates of that mansion

I never bought a lotto ticket
I never parked in anyone's space
The banks, they're like cathedrals
-- I guess casinos took their place
But, Love - "Come on down"
Don't wake her - she'll come around

Chance is a kinda religion
Where you're damned for plain hard luck
I never did see that movie
I never did read that book
But, Love, come on down
I'll let my numbers come around

I don't know if I can hold on
I don't know if I'm that strong
I don't know if I can wait that long
Until the colours come flashing
And the lights go on

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
And though I can't say why,
I know I've got to believe

We'll go driving in that pool
It's who you know that gets you through
The gates of The Playboy Mansion
But they don't mention The Playboy Mansion...

        Then will there be no time of sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
        Then will there be no time for pain
Then will there be no time for sorrow
        Then will there be no time of sorrow
Then will there be no time for pain
        Then will there be no time for shame

But it's okay...
Mmm hmmm hmm
Hmm hmmm hmm hmm
Hmm hmmm hmm hmm
Hmm hmmm hmm
Hmm hmmm hmm
Hmm hmmm hmm

Tonight
The moon is playing tricks again
And I'm feelin' sea sick again
My whole world could just dissolve...
Into a glass of water

I've been good
‘Cause I know you don't want me to
Do you really want me to
Be blue as you?
It's her daylight that gets me through

We've been here before...
(Confess -- )
(...all your sins)
Last time you scratched at my door
(No regrets...)
The moon was naked and cold
And I was like a two year old
Who just wanted more
If you wear that velvet dress
        But if you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress
        But if you wear that velvet dress
Tonight
The moon has drawn its curtains
It's a private show
-- No one else gonna know
I'm want-ting

And so I fell again...

When she wasn't looking...

Unpleasant only so long...

I'm blind...

And I need to tell her now...

I've done it again...

Do it... Done it...
+whistles+

Sunlight...
Sunlight fills my room
It's sharp and it's clear
But nothin' at all...
Like the moo-oo-oon...

It's okay...
The struggle for things not to say
I'll never listen to you anyway
And I got my own hands to forgive...

But if you wear that velvet dress
        But if you wear that velvet dress
But if you wear that velvet dress
        But if you wear that velvet dress

Tonight
The moon is a mirrorball
Light flickers from across the hall
Who'll catch this star when it falls...

But if you wear that velvet dress

But if you wear that velvet...                          
 

(And you'll know when you've made your killing)

(Is it soon?)

(There are no guarantees)
And so you never knew love
Until you'd crossed the line of grey
Then you never felt wanted
Till you'd someone slap your face
So you never felt alive
Until you'd almost wasted away

You had to win
Ya couldn't just pass
The smartest ass
At the top of the class
Your flying colours
Your family tree
And all your lessons in history

Please...
Please...
Please...
- Get up off your knees...
Please...
Please...
Please...
Please... don't ruin the end...

(I just won't do it)

(I just won't do it)

(I just won't do it)

(Blow ‘em up and call ‘em up)
So you never knew
(Did it begin again?)
How low you'd stoop
To make that call
(Don't answer it)
And you never knew
What was on the ground
Until they made you crawl
So you never knew
That the heaven you keep
You stole

Your Catholic blues
Your convent shoes
Your stick-on tattoos
Now they're making the news
Your Holy war
Your Northern star
Your Sermon on the Mount
From the boot of your car
(A bomb)
Please...
Please...
Please...
- Get up off your knees...
Please... me...
Please...
Please...
Leave me out of this van - it's stolen
So love is hard
And love is tough
But love is not
What you're thinkin' of

September...
Streets capsizing...
Spilling over, we're down the drains
...Shards of glass
Splinters like rain
But you could only feel
Your own pain...

October...
The talk - getting nowhere...
(I've no hope)
November...
And December...
Remember...
We just started again...

Please...
Please...
Please...
-- Get up off your knee, Gerry...
Please...
Please...
Please...
Please...
Give it up...

So love is big,
Is bigger than us
But love is not
What you're thinkin' of
It's my lover's deal
It's what lovers steal
You know I've found it hard to receive
‘Cause you, my love,
I could never believe
 

Jesus,
Jesus, help me
I'm alone in this world
And a fucked-up world it is too
Tell me
Tell me the story
-- The one about eternity,
And the way it's all gonna be

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man

Jesus, I'm waiting here boss
I know you're looking out for us
But maybe your hands aren't free
Your Father,
He made the world in seven
He's in charge a' heaven
Will you put a word in for me?

And wake up,
Wake up, dead man

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man

Listen to your words - they'll tell you what to do
Listen over the rhythm that's confusing you
Listen to the reed in the saxophone
Listen over the hum of the radio
Listen over the sounds of blades in rotation
Listen through the traffic and circulation
Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme
Listen over marching bands playing out their time

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man

And wake up,
Wake up, dead man

Jesus, were you just around the corner?
Did You think to try and warn her?
Or were You working on something new?
If there's an order in all of this disorder,
Is it like a tape recorder?
And can we rewind it just once more?

And wake up,
Wake up, dead man

Wake up,
And wake up, dead man

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man

Ooo Hoo
Ooo Hoo
Ooo Hoo
Ooo Hoo