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(1981)
1. Who Do You Think We AreI'm machineryWith a semi-automatic heartI'm unclassifiedI terminate, I tear apartI'm always there when you think I'm notI'm razor sharp and I'm white and hotMy finger squeezes out the final shotSay "Goodbye"No integrityNo conscience, I'm just sold and boughtI'm insanityI'm a camouflag-ed work of artI've done some things I really can't describeI've made some mouths open pretty wideAnd I am licensed - trained and bona fideSay "Goodbye"Who do you think we areSpecial forces in an armored carWho do you think we areWe don't care, we don't careI'm carnivorousCan't count the flesh that I've been throughNever sick of thisI'm red and white and black and blueI'm always there when you think I'm notI'm razor sharp and I'm white and hotMy finger squeezes out the final shotSay "Goodbye"Who do you think we areSpecial forces in an armored carWho do you think we areWe don't care, we don't care2. Seven & Seven IsYeah! Oom oom!When I was a boy I thought that someday I would be a manI'd sit inside the fireplace, pretend that I was in the canGo inside my room and put my mind in an ice cream coneAnd you can throw me if you want, but I'm a ball and I goOom pep pep, oom pep pep! Yeah!Yeah.Oh, yeah yeah!Now if I don't stop crying, it because that I have got no eyesMy heart lies in the fireplace, my dog lies hypnotisedAnd then there was the time I wasn't able to find my wayAnd I'm trapped inside a night, but I'm a day and I goOom pep pep, oom pep pep! Yeah!Yeah, yeah!MmmmOh yeah, yeah! Oom oom!One, hum, two, deliver. Money.HmmmmHeh HmmmHeh HmmmHeh Hmmm Heh HmmmHeh HmmmOom pep pep, oom pep pep! Yeah.Hmmm CheckHmmm CheckHmmm CheckHmmm CheckHmmm CheckNow, when I was a boy I thought that someday I would be a manI'd sit inside the fireplace, pretend that I was in a canGo inside my room and put my mind in an ice cream coneNow you can throw me if you want, cause I'm a ball and I goOom pep pep, oom pep pep! Yeah!Yeah, yeah!Oom pep pep, oom pep pep! Yeah!Hmmm OomOom pep pep, oom pep pep! Yeah!Cause I go OmmHmmm CheckHmmm CheckHmmm CheckHmmm CheckOom pep pep pep, oom pep pep pep!Oom pep pep, oom pep pep! Yeah!3. Prettiest Cop On The BlockI'm 6 foot 3 with a fist like a hammerAnd I work with the Vice Squad when I canAnd when I pull out my badge they forget all my glamorLittle guys all surprisedTake a seatPeek at meIt's a bustI'm a manI'm the prettiest cop on the blockI set your souls on fireYes, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI'm cool and I'm so meanOh, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI've handcuffed your desireI've got a stiff reputation with a stick like a rockMy kids are confused and my wife is in shockI'm a full blooded man not a weak immitationI like to flex my arms in the neon lightsI'm a queen on the street and a king at the stationIt's a secret of mine, not a sign I'm gonna make that rightBecause..I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI set your souls on fireYes, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI'm cool and I'm so meanOh, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI've handcuffed your desireI've got a stiff reputation with a stick like a rockMy kids are confused and my wife is in shockI must look pretty shockingIn my bullet proof vestWith my black lace stockingsAll this hair on my chestWhen the boys see me comingAll the boys start to runThey all got their empty holstersAnd I got the only gunBecause..Because, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI set your souls on fireYes, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI'm cool and I'm so meanYes, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockI handcuff your desiresI got a stiff reputation with a stick like a rockMy kids are confused and my wife is in shockI'm the prettiest cop on the blockI set your souls on fireYes, I'm the prettiest cop on the blockAnd I'm cool -- so meanI'm the prettiest cop on the blockI handcuff your desiresI'm so pretty, I'm so pretty, so prettyYes I'm gorgeousI'm really lovelyAnd I'm so mean, so meanI'm oooo I'm meanBut I'm prettyAnd I'm meanSooo PrettyBut I'm meanAnd I'm pretty...4. Don't Talk Old To MeDon't tell me I should, I better, I canDon't talk old to meDon't shake that finger in my face no moreCuz I might bite it off and spit it on the floorBetter get secure get my life insuredBuy a house and car that runBetter sell my bike, my leather coatsThose city auto parts and all my gunsDon't talk old to meDon't talk so old to meDon't talk old to me tonight, tonightDon't tell me I should, I better, I canDon't talk old to meDon't shake that finger in my face no moreCuz I might bite it off and spit it on the floorDon't talk old to me(Don't talk old to me)Don't talk so old to me(Don't talk old to me)Don't talk old to me tonight, tonightDon't talk old to me(Don't talk old to me)Kill me psychologically(Psychologically)Don't talk old to me tonightDon't bark and I won't biteWon't biteDon't you barkBetter get secure get my life insuredBuy a house and car that runBetter sell my bike, my leatherThose city auto parts and all my gunsNo fun, no funNo fun, no fun, no fun, no fun fun funDon't talk old to me...5. Generation Landslide '81 (Live)Please clean your plate dear the Lord above can see yaDon't you know people are starving in KoreaAlcohol and razor blades and poison and needles,Kindergarten people, they used 'em they need 'emThe over indulgent machines were their childrenAnd there wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'emCos they look just like humans at Kresge's and WoolworthsBut decadent brains were at work to destroyBrats in batallions were ruling the streets andGeneration landslide, close the gap between themAnd I laughed to myself at the men and the ladiesWho never conceived those billion dollar babiesLa da da da daaMilitant mothers hiding in the basementUsing pots and pans as their shields and their helmetsMolotov milk bottles heaved from pink highchairsWhile mothers' lib burns birth certificate papersAnd dad gets his allowance from his sonny the dealerWho's pubic to the world but involved in high financeSister's out til 5, doing banker son's hoursBut she owns a Mazarotti that's a gift from his fatherStop at full speed, at 100 miles per hourThe Colgate invisible shield finally got 'emAnd I laughed to myself at the men and the ladiesWho never conceived those billion dollar babiesLa da da da daaNo one gives an oink about prom night or footballCos just getting home from school safe is a gamble and a blessingGirlsies play with girlsies and boysies with boysiesBored with one another, like old broken Christmas toysiesKids are all hot and their parents so are noisyAnd I laughed to myself at the men and the ladiesWho never conceived those billion dollar babies6. Skeletons In The ClosetWoah-oh, woah-ohSkeletons in my closetWoah-oh, woah-oh yeahSkeletons in my closetSkeletons in my closetSkeletons in my shoesSkeletons I can only seeSkeletons I can loseI said woah-oh, woah-ohI got skeletons in my closetI said woah-oh, woah-oh yeahSkeletons in my closetSkeletons in my basementLoitering on my streetsWearing my best pajamasSandwiched between my sheetsI said woah-oh, woah-oh yeahSkeletons in my closetI said woah-oh, woah-oh yeahSkeletons in my closetOoh, I see bonesI see bones, icy bonesOoh, I see bonesSay say bones - say boys don't you see them bones?Rattle them bones at midnightShaking my bed, no sleepI find fingers in my coat pocketSkeletons from the deepI said woah-oh, woah-ohI got skeletons in my closetI said woah-oh, woah woah-ohI got skeletons in my closetOoh, I see bonesI see bones, s-see bonesOoh, I see bonesIcy bonesSay boys don't you see them bones?No?Heart bones, leg bones, ankle bones, arm bones,Finger bones, dogie bones, head bonesSkeletons in my closetThey even know when I'm in my closetIt's my... my closetNot your closetMy closetYou can have it thoughwhisperAlice we want youAliceAliceA-AliceWhat?Whaddya want?7. You Want It, You Got ItYou want money - mmYou want lots of love - ahWant a Ferrari - zoomOh, don't you get enough - ah, too badHmm, I can get itYou want it, you got itYou want it, you got itMmm... OK...Alright - anything can be arrangedYou want it, you got itYou want it, you got it(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it(You got it)Then you g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-got itYou got itYou want Chateaubriand for breakfast every day - OKYou want some Spanish lover to lay in bed all day - Ole... ooh, mmAlright(You want it)Yeah you want it(You got it)Ooh, you got it(You want it, you got it)(You want it, you got it)(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it got it(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you g-g-g-g-g-g-got it(You want it)If you want it, if you w-w-w-w-w-w-want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you g-g-g-g-g-g-got it(You want it)If you want it, if you want it, if you want it(You got it)Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it8. You Look Good In RagsYeah yeahYeahI've seen cool, I've seen coldI've seen the women up front, way down belowLadies of the evening screaming, some were like vipersI've seen 'em dressed real tight, act real looseI've seen 'em strutting good stuff, I've seen 'em all usedWith thousand dollar faces and worth every penny they spend thereBut you look good in ragsWith dirt in your hairYeah you look good in rags babeOh, I don't care(Ah, you look good)Yes you look good in ragsWith bones in your hairAh, you look good in anythingOoh, I don't careNow I've seen class, I've seen tackI've seen 'em walking down the street with smoke in their stacksAnd pouring into limos, they wake up in millionaires' bedroomsI've seen their hair cut short, black and sleekTied in 20 thousand knots so ultra neatSwearing by the Harper's Bazaar, like it equalled the BibleBut you look good in ragsWith dirt in your hairYeah you look good in rags babeAw, I don't careYeah Yeah, you look goodOh you look good in ragsWith dirt in your hairAh yeah, you look good in anythingForget about Vogue or them hundred dollar jeans,You make a 2 dollar T-shirt obscene.Rag, rag9. You're A MovieI fearlessly walk into battleWith a shine on my boots and my teethNever flinch, never blink, never rattleMy blood is like ice underneathOh, I'm the reincarnation of PattonAnd I've got Hannibal's heart in my chestGod told me I would have rivalledAlexander the Great at his best(You're a movie)Quite(You're a movie)Yes(The exception)That's right(You're the final kind)(You're a movie)More of an epic(Please include me, send us to the line)Mm, that's rightVery goodBullets repel off my medalsAnd my men are in awe when I speakAll chaos my strategy settlesMy mere presence gives strength to the weakFor me it seems really alarmingI'm really just only a manWith five million sheep in this armyI seem to be the only one fit to command(You're a movie)I'm quite aware(You're a movie)Yeah(The exception)Oh, you've noticed(You're the final kind)(You're a movie)Hey, very true(Please include me, send us to the line)Mm, if you're luckyI must go now and save the worldMove aside mere drop of water, let the ocean pass(You're a movie)Quite right(You're a movie)(The exception)(You're the final kind)(You're a movie)(Please include me)Mm hmm(Please include me)(Please include me)Possibly(Send us to the lines)Good man(Send us to the lines)I'll be at the front, please(Front of the lines)Oh, alrightFollow meAnother day, another victoryAnother gold stripe, another starReally quite boring sometimesI wish they'd send someone equal to my strategiesWhat a guyI'm really quite a guy10. Vicious RumoursYou feel the knife stuck in your backYou feel it twist and you hear it crackCan't make a sound for the sudden painYou wish your blood were NovocaineYou see the smoke and you feel the flakYou're burning up and you're turning blackThey say you fell and you hit your headYour other bun is WhitenbreadVicious rumours, paranoic fearsSonic boomers ringing in your earsAll of this is getting normal nowYou'll never go back to your farming ploughVicious rumoursYou're right at home back at William's flatYou heard a sound you turned and shot your catYour hands are shaking, everybody seesAnd there's a rhythm drumming in your kneesYou return into a foreign nightInside you know something is just not rightSometimes you duck when you see your petCanary turned into a Sabre jetShocked consumer - you're just an average guySwelling tumor pushing on your eyeAnd now you know why all the headaches comeAnd why you're getting progressively numbVicious rumoursI've been denied, debriefed, detunedSometimes I howl right at the moonMy family treats me graduallyThey know my volatilityVicious rumours, paranoic fearsSonic boomers ringing in your earsAnd now I know why all the headaches comeAnd why you're getting progressively numbVicious rumours11. Look At You Over There, Ripping The Sawdust From My TeddyBearYou got your crustTurning my daydreams into dustOh look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearYeah look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearYou're so darn pretty girlWell I think you know it you was youOn Monday morning putting back yakity yakOh look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearYeah now look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearYou take the pebbles from the babies rattleYou make Santa's raindeer look like cattleYou take Tinkerbells rustAnd turn it into sawdustYeah now look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearYeah look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearYou take the pebbles from the babies rattleYou make Santa's raindeer look like cattleYou take Tinkerbells rustAnd turn it into sawdustYou got your crustTurning my daydreams into dustYeah now look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearYeah now look at you over thereRipping the sawdust from my teddybearLook at you over thereLook at you over thereLook at you over thereLook at you over thereLook at you over thereLook at you over thereYeah look at you over thereLook at you over thereLook at you over thereLook at you over thereLook at you over thereOver there, over there, over there, over thereMy poor teddybear, teddybear, teddybear, teddybear
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