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Electricity We got a love that's as cold as stone (cold as stone) We got a love from our violent home (violent home) We got a love that ain't got no name (no name) We kiss our love with lips like pain We got a lotta electricity (lotta electricity) We got a love like AC/DC (like AC/DC) We got a love that ain't got no shame (no shame) We kiss our love with lips like pain Kissing our love with lips like pain I said "oh it's bigger than the universe Bigger than the universe, Bigger than the 2 of us. Oh it's bigger than you and me, We got a love between us and it's like electricity" We got a love like a violent mind, (violent mind) We get our love from the white, white line (white white line) We got a love that ain't got no name, (no name) We kiss our love with lips like pain We got a love from nowhere towns, (nowhere towns) We got a love like electric sounds, (electric sounds) We got a love that ain't got no shame, (no shame) We kiss our love with lips like pain Kissing our love with lips like pain I said "oh it's bigger than the universe Bigger than the universe Bigger than the 2 of us Oh it's bigger than you and me We got a love between us and it's like electricity" Oh it's bigger than the universe Bigger than the universe Bigger than the 2 of us Oh it's bigger than you and me We got a love between us that's like electricity Oh it's bigger than the universe Bigger than the universe Bigger than the 2 of us Oh it's bigger than you and me We got a love between us and it's like electricity Savoir Faire She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse And she going where the lights are on She shaking obscene like a fucking machine And she's gone gone gone She cooking crack giving us heart attack And she living in a kooky show She open your mind for the millionth time And then go, go, go She got everything she needs She got pretty, pretty feet And she got flowers in her hair yeah, yeah She got savoir faire yeah, yeah She shaking obscene outside in between And she rocking to the loony tune She making love and swallowed a dove In her room, room, room She speeding away through the city today And she living in a kooky show Showlife, lowlife fucking and going And then move, move, move She got everything she needs (harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah) And she got pretty, pretty feet (painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah) And she got flowers in her hair yeah, yeah (daffodils from windowsills) She got savoir faire yeah, yeah She got savoir faire yeah, yeah Shout, shout, shout, shout, shout Shout, shout, shout, shout, shout Shout, shout, shout, shout, shout She got everything she needs (harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah) And she got pretty, pretty feet (painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah) And she got flowers in her hair yeah, yeah (daffodils from windowsills) She got savoir faire yeah, yeah She got savoir faire yeah, yeah She got savoir faire yeah, yeah Can't Get Enough I feel real now walking like a woman and talking like a stone age man, I feel real now talking like Buddha and doing it again I get kicks I rip it up kick it up, take it like a teenage tough, I feel real now talking like sugar and shaking that stuff, Singing "I can't get enough" Singing "I can't get enough" I feel schizo ever so psycho, kicking at an old tin can, I feel real like a man like a woman, like a woman like a man, I make dead space feel like a headcase take it like a teenage tough And feel real now watching those wheels and shaking that stuff, Singing "I can't get enough" Singing "I can't get enough" One, two Singing "I can't get enough" Singing "I can't get enough" I feel real now walking like a woman and talking like a stone age man. I feel real now talking like Buddha and doing it again, So gimme this and give me that smother me and gimme some of that bad stuff, I feel real now talking like sugar and shaking that stuff, Singing "I can't get enough", uhu Singing "I can't get enough", uhu Singing "I can't get enough", uhu Singing "I can't get enough", uhu Everything Will Flow Watch the early morning sun, Drip like blood from the day, See the pretty people run, So many games to play See the blue suburban dream, Under the jet plane sky, Sleep away and dream a dream Life is just a lullaby Oh, and everything will flow, Oh, you know everything will flow, oh Watch the day begin again, Whispering into the night, See the pretty people play Hurrying under the light A million cars a million trains Under the jet plane skies Nothing lost and nothing gained Life is just a lullaby Oh, and everything will flow, Oh, I said everything will flow Oh, you know everything will flow, oh Oh, and everything will flow, Oh, you know everything will flow, The neon lights in the night tonight will say "everything will flow" The stars that shine in the open sky will say "everything will flow" Lovers kiss with an openness will say "everything will flow" The cars parked in the hypermarket know "everything will flow" Down All the people in your life say you're down And the strangers in the night say you're down And the loonies on the right say you're down, and you're down, And the ambulances sigh that you're down And the traffic speeding by says you're down, And the people in your mind say you're down, and you're down Hey, you chase the day away Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away, And there's a sadness in your style And there's a blackness in your smile And the people in the park say you're down, And the strangers in the dark say you're down, And the pissheads in the bars, say you're down and you're down And the audiences cry that you're down, And the ambulances sigh that you're down And the boyfriends in your life say you're down, and you're down Hey, you chase the day away Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away, And there's a sadness in your style And there's a blackness in your smile Hey, you chase the day away Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away, And there's a sadness in your style And there's a madness in your smile She's In Fashion She's the face on the radio, She's the body on the morning show, And she's there shaking it out on the scene, And she's the colour of a magazine And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh She's employed where the sun don't set And she's the shape of a cigarette And she's the shake of a tambourine And she's the colour of a magazine And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh Oh and if she tells you 2 is 1 Then 2 is 1 my love Oh and if she tells you you should know, Then you should know my love She is strung out on a TV dream, And she's the taste of gasoline, And she's as similar as you can get To the shape of a cigarette And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh (I said the sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) And she's in fashion, uh, uh, uh (I said the sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) (I said the sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) (I said the sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) (I said the sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) (The sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) (I said the sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) (The sunshine it blow my mind and the wind blow my brain) Asbestos Watching all the women shaking, slimming Walking down the road again Looking at the lovers under covers, Come in and let's be friends Watching all the schoolgirls shaking the rule girl, Gone along and having sex Watching all the women shaking slimming Come in an cash the cheques The suburban girls, and they're making noise And they're making eyes at suburban boys. Watching all the lovers under covers, Watching all the roads bend, Listening to Lulu, Amazulu Come in and let's pretend Watching all the women shaking slimming Walking down the road again Scheming like a schoolboy watching you boy Come in and let's pretend The suburban girls, and they're making noise, And they're making eyes at suburban boys. At suburban boys, at suburban boys Suburban girls, and they're making noise And they're making eyes at suburban boys The suburban girls, and they're making noise And they're making eyes at suburban boys At suburban boys, at suburban boys, at suburban boys Head Music Lonely skies, empty minds, We walk by to the rock and rhyme, I said "oh, come on do it again" City signs, business minds, We walk by with head hi-fi You know, oh, I wanna do it again, And we lose it to the music, And we lose it to the beat And get stupid, come on lose it Cos it all means nothing to me, So give me head, give me head, give me head music instead You know, oh, is it all in the mind? Give me head, give me head, give me head music instead You know, oh, yes it's all in the mind Kids get high, cities die We just smile cos it's all inside You know, oh, yes it's all in the mind So come on lose it to the music And lose it to the beat And get stupid, come on lose it Cos it all means nothing to me Come on, come on and Give me head, give me head, give me head music instead You know, oh, cos it's all in the mind Come on, come on and Give me head, give me head, give me head music instead You know, oh, cos yes it's all in the mind It's all in the mind Elephant Man I love that deafening, thundering sound That sounds like buildings tumbling down, And people wish that they weren't around When we all rock and roll into town We hear those fearful, piercing screams The kind you find on cinema screens As if they're fit to burst at the seams If they could say what all of this means I am, I am the elephant man It is incredible how I can Look just like just like an elephant man, Just like, just like my elephant fans We love that satisfying, rattling crash The sound of registers full of cash We'll be all over your town like a rash We'll steal your children and smoke all your hash I am, I am the elephant man It is incredible how I can Look just like just like an elephant man, Just like, just like my elephant fans I love that deafening, thundering sound That sounds like buildings tumbling down And people wish that they weren't around When we all rock and roll into town I am, I am the elephant man It is incredible how I can Look just like just like an elephant man, Just like, just like my elephant fans We are, we are the elephant men Take heed, we'll be stampeding again Look out all of you fair weather friends Because elephants never forget Hi-Fi Slipping through the city, sliding train to train, Sulking on the subway, music in our brains, She and me together in the city sound, Me and Mona Lisa on the underground, Hi-fi in the White City yeah, yeah Hi-fi in the White City yeah, yeah Slipping through the city sliding brain to brain Sulking on the subway listening to the train She and me together speed through space and time Grafitti in our eyes and music in our mind Hi-fi in the White City yeah, yeah Hi-fi in the White City yeah, yeah Hi-fi in the White City yeah, yeah Hi-fi in the White City yeah, yeah Hi-fi, hi-fi Hi-fi in the White City yeah, yeah Indian Strings Open up my heart and see what's inside, Take a look inside me, inside my mind And you'll see my heart is broke in two Cos I've seen the real you Images of violence fill up my mind, And you see the silence feel it inside And you'll see my heart is broke in two Cos I've seen the real you So sad we seem, so far we've been She knows the scene And I see your heart is broken too Cos I've seen the real you Seen the real you He's Gone Tears on a pillow, eyes on the phone, You pour all the love that you keep inside into a song, Like "He is Gone", These are the thoughts that you keep inside, You smile from your window, and stand all alone And pour all the love that you keep inside Into the phone, into the phone And like the leaves on the trees Like the Carpenters song, Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young, He's gone And it feels like the words to a song With the style of a widow, and a place of your own You pour all the words that you keep inside Into the phone, and sit alone And these are the thoughts that you keep inside And you smile from your window, and stand all alone Pour all the love that you keep inside Into a song, into a song, And like the leaves on the trees Like the Carpenters song Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song And like the leaves on the trees Like the Carpenters song Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young He's gone And it feels like the words to a song, So gone, so gone, la, la, la, la, la Crack In The Union Jack Draw the blinds and watch the show, Heard it on the radio, Saw it on the news today, Heard the lonely people say "There's a great big crack in the union Jack" "There's a great big crack in the union Jack" Another day, another low, Another midday TV show, I saw it on the news today, I heard the lonely people say "There's a great big crack in the union Jack," "There's a great big crack in the union Jack" In the union Jack. In the union Jack.
