Adam And The Ants
The images of lyrics on this page come from issues of Smash Hits, full editions of which can be seen on the astonishing and entertaining Like Punk Never Happened blogspot.
I don't know where I got the lyrics from. I downloaded them years ago and saved them on a drive somewhere. Now I have a use for them! If anyone recognises their transcriptions, please contact me and I shall give you a credit.
Singles
Deutscher Girls (recorded 1978, released 1982)
Young Parisians (1978)
Xerox (1979)
Cartrouble (1980)
Kings Of The Wild Frontier (1980)
Dog Eat Dog (1980)
'Antmusic' (1980)
A.N.T.S. (1980)
Stand And Deliver (1981)
Prince Charming (1981)
Ant Rap (1981)
Goody Two Shoes (1982)
The B-Sides EP / Antmusic EP (1982)
LPs
Dirk Wears White Sox (1979)
Kings Of The Wild Frontier (1980)
Prince Charming (1981)
Deutscher Girls
We'll do the tango
We'll try the foxtrot
I'll eat a mango
You'll drink a straight scotch
You know I told you
You could be classy
So why did you have to be so nasty?
(Chorus)
Remember the curls
Of the Deutscher girls
Lover of mine
From down the Rhine
I'll fill your bath with
the finest champagne
I'll lick your skin dry
I cherish your name
The stakes get higher
As your dress sparsely
So why did you have to be so nasty
(Chorus)
I love your blonde hair
I kiss your pigtails
And I could not share
the scratch of your nails
And though you mock me
your eyes so glassy
oh why did you have to be so nasty
(Chorus)
I said remember the curls
of the Deutscher girls
lover of mine from down the Rhine
Plastic Surgery
Hey, you got a face like a labrador
I don't mind, that's what I'm here for
The angel Gabriel sent me
to give you a little bit of sympathy
Ooh, I'm gonna take you down to Harley Street
Such a shame you had that crash
That will teach you to drive flash
And that lorry, hit you at full power
Your blood gushing like a shower
Ooh, I'm gonna take you down to Harley Street
Plastic surgery, it's so plastic
Plastic surgery, fantastic
Well, you might have to sell you car
And your parents brand new house
You lie awake and you loose your sleep, baby
Miracles do not come cheap
Gonna take you down to Harley Street
Well, you can have a brand new nose
Light blue eyes or even hazel
Little ears will be much better
When you are a real go-getter
Gonna take you down to Harley Street
Plastic surgery, it's so plastic
Plastic surgery, fantastic
well don't go sitting in the sun
your new face might start to run
just forget your make-up scheme
clean your face with Mr Sheen
Ooh, I'm gonna take you down to Harley Street
Plastic surgery, it's so plastic
Plastic surgery, fantastic
I'm gonna take you down to
I'm gonna take you down to
Take you take you down to Harley
Gonna take you down
I'm gonna take you down girl
Young Parisians
Young Parisians are so French
They love Patti Smith
Young Parisians are so French
At the Champs-Élysées
(Chorus)
I want to go to Paris with you
Just to see what the French boys do
Why don't you come to Paris with me?
And see the Young Parisians
Young Parisians are so French
They sit on the metro
Young Parisians are so French
Not like me and you
(Chorus)
Alors...
et maintenant:
Young Parisians are so french
They're always called Dubois
Young Parisians are so French
Talk nothing but French
(Chorus)
they're so French
they're so French
they're so French
ah-ooh
Lady
I saw a lady and she was naked
I saw a lady she had no clothes on
I've seen her in the corridor
Lying on her back on the floor
Why she wanna pick on me?
She was naked
I saw a lady and she was naked
I saw a lady she had no clothes on
I had a good look through the crack
She had footmarks up her back
How did they get there?
She was naked
I saw a lady and she was naked
I saw a lady she had no clothes on
Now she's looking at me
What's that rope I see?
Don't like the look of those boots
She was naked
I don't wanna seem crude
But she was nude
Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...
Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...Nude...
Zerøx
Lock up your brain 'cos I'm here again
I'm never bored, I'll steal your chords
Ooh-ooh Zerox Machine
Ooh-ooh Zerox Machine
Give me a line or a middle eight
I've got the best so I want the rest
Ooh-ooh Zerox Machine
Ooh-ooh Zerox Machine
Let's get together before its too late
Collect up the ideas and duplicate
Filling up the forms
Send them off tonight
And you'll be the owner
of the copyright
of the copyright
of the copyright
Time's of the essence, get your ears to the ground
However else can the hits be found?
I may look happy, healthy and clean
A dark brown voice and suit pristine
But behind the smile there is a
Zerox Machine
(I'm a) Zerox Machine
Whip In My Valise
When I met you you were just sixteen
Pulling the wings off flies
When an old lady got hit by a truck
I saw the wicked gleam in your eyes
Your sadistic suits my masochistic
And there's a whip in my valise on yeah
(Chorus)
Who taught you to torture?
Who taught ya?
Who taught you to torture?
Who taught ya?
Who taught you to torture?
Who taught ya?
Who taught ya?
Who taught ya?
Who taught you?
Describe the special punishment room
Over my garage
There's a whipping post, a vertical beam
You have to be in charge
I paid a packet
For a new straight jacket
There's a whip in my valise oh yeah
(Chorus)
You put my head into the stocks
And then you went to choose a cane
But hey, your cat has got nine tails
You like to leave me lame
(Chorus)
I can't thank her, my Sunday Spanker
There's a whip in my valise oh yeah
Physical (You're So)
You're So Phy-si-cal!
Eat your heart out Do-it
You can't do it, can ya?
I wanna date you maybe
I wanna take you out
I wanna wine and dine you
I wanna twist and twist and shout
I want you hard in my arms
So soft on my bed
And you get the keys to my heart
When you wear that sweet dress (you know the short one)
But you're so physical
Physical for me
You're just too physical
Physical for me
I want your rough house maybe
And I want this right in your ear
You let me feel your danger
I let you make this feeling clear (ooh ooh)
I want the touch of your charms
The heat of your breath (aah)
I want to say all those things (those dirty things)
That would be better unsaid
(and you'd better listen to Marco!)
Ohh you're so physical ooooh
Ohh you're so physical ooooh
Ohh you're so physical ooooh
Ohh you're so physical ooooh
Cartrouble
Have you ever had a ride in a light blue car?
Have you ever stopped to think
Who's the slave and who's the master?
Have you ever had trouble with your automobile?
Have you ever had to push push push push?
You might have seen them very busy at the weekends
Licking and polishing the beep-beeps into shape
And then its proudly up the M.1. M.2. M.3.
and keep your feet off the upholstery Ronnie
(Chorus)
Cartrouble oh yeah
And remember this:-
You don't need anything after an ice cream
I used to sit at home silently and wonder
Why all the preference is polishing the chrome
While all the mothers and the sisters and the babies
Sit and rot at home
(Chorus)
Kick!
See a nation on its knees
And its heritage's dead
See a nation needing 'civilization'
Just like a hole in the head
One race! today! one chant!
Kick!
so now you're trying it on me
but I'm aware of the plan
to save the 'man' you have to kill the 'indian'
by simply shaking his hand
One race! today! one chant!
Kick!
Kings of the Wild Frontier
A new Royal Family, a wild nobility, we are the family
A new Royal Family, a wild nobility, we are the family
A new Royal Family, a wild nobility, we are the family
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming
No method in our madness
Just pride about our manner
Antpeople are the warriors
Antmusic is the banner!
A new Royal Family, a wild nobility, we are the family
A new Royal Family, a wild nobility, we are the family
No method in our madness
Just pride about our manner
Antpeople are the warriors
Antmusic is the banner!
And even when you're healthy
And your colour schemes delight
Down below those dandy clothes
You're just a shade too white
Shade too white!
Shade too white!
Shade too white!
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming
Press Darlings
We are guilty
We are beyond hope
We beg to differ
We are a terminal case
Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings
Press darlings, press darlings
We depress the press darlings
We're on the outside
But we're not looking in
We are the vaseline gang
We don't play your little games
Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings
Press darlings, press darlings
We depress the press darlings
And if evil be the food of genius
There aren't many demons around
If passion ends in fashion
Nick Kent is the best-dressed man in town
Are we different? - no
We are exactly the same
There are no boxes for us
The ones you love to hate - so read on!
Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings
Press darlings, press darlings
We depress the press darlings
And if evil be the food of genius
There aren't many demons around
If passion ends in fashion
Bushell is the best-dressed man in town
(you can say that again, the scruffy sod!)
Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings
Press darlings, press darlings
We depress
Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings
Press darlings, press darlings
We are the press darlings
The press darlings
The press darlings
The press darlings
(AND they tell fibs!)
Dog Eat Dog
You may not like
the things we do
only idiots
ignore the truth
It's easy to
lay down and hide
Where's the warrior
without his pride?
We're gonna move real good - yeah right
We're gonna dress so fine - OK
it's
Dog eat dog eat dog eat dog
eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog
Leapfrog the dog
And brush me daddy-O
It's easy to
lay down and hide
Where's the warrior
without his pride?
You may not like
the things we say
What's the difference
anyway?
It makes me proud
So proud of you
I see innocence
shining through
'Antmusic'
Well I'm standing here looking at you
what do I see?
I'm looking straight through
It's so sad
when you're young
To be told
you're having fun
(Chorus)
so unplug the jukebox
and do us all a favour
that music's lost its taste
so try another flavour -
'antmusic' 'antmusic'
'antmusic' 'antmusic'
well I'm standing here what do I see?
a big nothing
threatening me
it's so sad
when you're young
to be told
you're having fun
(Chorus)
don't tread on an ant he's done nothing to you
there might come a day
when he's treading on you
don't tread on an ant you'll end up black and blue
you cut off his head
legs come looking for you
(Chorus)
Fall In
ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
at the screen on the green now
fall out
fall out (ooh yeah)
fall out
fall out (ooh yeah)
fall out
fall out (ooh yeah)
fall out (oh oh)
at the screen on the green now
ooh ooh ooh-ooh
ooh ooh ooh-ooh
ooh ooh ooh-ooh
ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
you'd better take it in the ear now
you'd better listen to the ants now
bop shoowop
I want it buddy - buddy, bop shoowop (ooh ooh ooh-ooh)
A.N.T.S.
Antfan, there's no need to feel down
I said Antfan,'cos we ain't been around
I said Antfan, there's no others in town
who can do the things that we do
Antfan, there's a place you can go
I said Antfan, called the Antmusic Show
I said go there to Adam and the Ants
they can make you start new romance
(Chorus)
It's fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on that paint, and hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
Antfan, I was once in your shoes
So tired, and fed up with the blues
So I went and got me a sound
And we called that sound Antmusic
No band does it just like we do
I said no band gets to satisfy you
Go there to Adam and the Ants
They can make you start new romance
(Chorus)
Antfan, what do you want to be
nowhere, or an Ant just like me
you can go there to Adam and the Ants
they can make you start new romance
It's fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on that paint, and hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
A.N.T.S.
Stand And Deliver
I'm the Dandy Highwayman
Who you're too scared to mention
I spend my cash on looking flash
And grabbing your attention
The Devil take your stereo and your record collection
the way you look you'll qualify for next years old age pension
(Chorus)
Stand and deliver
Your money or your life
Try to use a mirror
Not a bullet or a knife
And even though you fool your soul
Your conscience will be mine
All mine
We're the Dandy Highwaymen
So sick of easy fashion
The clumsy boots, peekaboo roots
That people think so dashing
So what's the point of robbery when nothing it worth taking?
It's kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making
(Chorus)
We're the Dandy Highwaymen
So tired of excuses
Of deep meaning philosophies
Where only showbiz loses
We're the Dandy Highwaymen
and here's our invitation
Throw your safety overboard and join our insect nation!
(Chorus)
qua qua
da diddly qua qua
da diddly qua qua
da diddly qua qua
Beat My Guest
Well tie me up and hit me with a stick
Beat me beat me
Yeah, use a truncheon or a household brick
Beat me beat me
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
There's so much happiness behind these tears
Beat me beat me
I pray you'll beat me
For ten thousand years
Beat me beat me
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
(Chorus)
Oh well now I'm b-black and blue
Baby I love you
Be your dog
Just one flog
You don't hear me plead
Make me bleed
Beat me beat me
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
Well use a truncheon or a cricket bat
Beat me beat me
A good beating's really where it's at
Beat me beat me
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
(Chorus)
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh
alright...
a-muchachos
Prince Charming
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome
(Chorus)
Prince Charming
Prince Charming
Ridicule is nothing to be scared of
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Lower yourself, forgetting all your standards
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Lower yourself, forgetting all your standards
(Chorus)
Silk or leather or a feather
Respect yourself and all of those around you
Silk or leather or a feather
Respect yourself and all of those around you
(Chorus)
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Lower yourself, forgetting all your standards
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Lower yourself, forgetting all your standards
Prince Charming (2x)
Ridicule is nothing to be scared of
Prince Charming (2x)
Ridicule is nothing to be scared of
Ant Rap
Put some wax on the trax and slide on onta here
hane hane hane hane hane
Hatchets in the corner ears to the ground
improve to the groove get down to the sound
Buttons and bows and bleu blanc rouge
All things lively must be used
Liberté, égalité, au jourd'hui c'est très très très
Voici l'opportunité nous incroyables
I got the moves they got the grooves
Summoned the Gods and they all approved
Bad vibes akimbo on the shelf
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
This gold on the teeth's no sense at all
It only matters when it's on the wall
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:
Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
So tired of anarchists looking at me
Don't need their credibility
"Destroy," they say, "defy! condemn!"
As long as you don't destroy them
With twenty years of drugs and drink
I thought the time had come to think
About standing up and saying that
It's tragedy and such old hat
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:
(I got) Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
These happy feet are all we need
Summoned the Gods and they all agreed
These feet won't stop they're in such a hurry
I knock it on the head and I go for a curry
Staying sober can be neat
Get drunk on these here happy feet
Keep on trying to pin me down
"Why a title for your sound?"
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's do this rapping thing again:
I got Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth...
And I have the mouth
And you have the mouth
And they got the mouth
The B-Sides EP / Antmusic EP
Friends
I'm a friend of Mr. Pastry
I'm a friend of Allen Jones
I'm a friend of Shirley Bassey
I'm a friend of your chromosomes
I'm a friend of Stuart Sutcliffe
I'm a friend of Michael Miles
I'm a friend of Jim Morrison
I'm a friend of Nobby Stiles
I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
(friend of a friend)
I'm a friend of a friend but you don't know me
(don't know me)
I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
(friend of a friend)
and if I come on the night
can I get in free?
I'm a friend of Michael Jackson
I'm a friend of Mr Spock
I'm a friend of Dr Kildare
I'm a friend of The Woodentops
I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
(friend of a friend)
I'm a friend of a friend but you don't know me
(don't know me)
I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
(friend of a friend)
and if I come on the night
can I get in free?
I'm an old friend of Charles Hawtrey
I'm a friend of Michael Caine
I'm a friend of Stanley Spencer
I'm a friend of Big John Wayne
I'm a friend of Stevie Wonder
I'm a friend of Eric Fromm
I'm a friend of Bryan Ferry
I'm a friend of Terence Stamp
I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
(friend of a friend)
I'm a friend of a friend but you don't know me
(don't know me)
I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
(friend of a friend)
and if I come on the night
can I get in free?
DIRK WEARS WHITE SOX
Cartrouble
Have you ever had a ride in a light blue car?
Have you ever stopped to think
Who's the slave and who's the master?
Have you ever had trouble with your automobile?
Have you ever had to push push push push?
You might have seen them very busy at the weekends
Licking and polishing the beep-beeps into shape
And then its proudly up the M.1. M.2. M.3.
and keep your feet off the upholstery Ronnie
(Chorus)
Cartrouble oh yeah
And remember this:-
You don't need anything after an ice cream
I used to sit at home silently and wonder
Why all the preference is polishing the chrome
While all the mothers and the sisters and the babies
Sit and rot at home
(Chorus)
Digital Tenderness
Why does this feeling of togetherness
Always scare me away?
Why do the feelings that I have for you
Have to become a word ?
Don't say you "love" me-oh no
Don't ask that from me-oh no no
(Chorus)
That alphabet you call love
That alphabet you call love
That alphabet you call love
Is just a digital tenderness
Tenderness
Here is the start for so many broken people
All with a hard luck story
And a sad sad tale
Don't say you "love" me-oh no
Don't ask that from me-oh no no
(Chorus)
Sometimes
I need to be by myself
I need to be by your side
I need
Sometimes
I need the company of art
I ned the company of friends
I need you
And my heart is stronger
T han a four-letter-long word
Searching the eyes of so many broken people
Whose cowardice proved much too strong for vice
Don't say you "love" me ...
oh no
Don't ask that from me
no no no
That alphabet you call love
That alphabet you call love
Nine Plan Failed
After nine years in the army
They took away his brain
They tattooed "defect" on his brow
And signed him up again
He killed ten thousand germans
A hundred japanese
A family of hindus
And a lot of Portuguese
Nine plan failed
I could never see the point
Of showing them you're boss
When they drag you through the city streets
And nail you to a cross
They took him to the office
They strapped him to the bed
They fastened lots of pretty wires
Securely to his head
They wheeled him down the corridor
Upon a metal trolley
Now he wears big spectacles
And he sings like Buddy Holly
Nine plan failed
I could never see the point
of showing them you're boss
When they drag you through the city streets
and nail you to a cross
The world declared its armistice
and took away his guns
And now he satisfies himself
On piss-weak tea and buns
On piss-weak tea and buns
Oh oh at the disco
Rome is very pretty
and Rome is very grand
Nut the Pope lost his four fingers
when they gave this boy his hand to kiss
When they gave this boy his hand to kiss
It wasn't funny no
He wasn't very good at school
His highest grade was C
But he believed the managers
when they said: "you leave it all to me"
They gave him suits from Saville Row
the quality so fine
So now he sits in the desert wastes
just waiting for the sign
Nine plan failed
Day I Met God
Day I met God, I got so carried away
Day I met God, I got so carried away
Not with the vision, but the streaks in his hair
Not with religion, but the size of his knob
The day I met God
The day I met God
It was pissing with rain
And we went
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo
Day I met God, I got so carried away
Day I met God, I got so carried away
Not with the vision, but the streaks in his hair
Not with the vicars, or the nuns or the priests
The day I met God
The day I met the big boy, yeah
it was pissing with rain
and we went
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo
And the herald angels sang
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo....
The day I met God
The day I met God
The day I met God
The day I met the big boy, yeah
it was pissing with rain
And we went
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo
ooh, ooh, ooh, woo-hoo
We were coming back in the van
from Milan
And I saw God
right there
Tabletalk
don't like your stare
don't like the arm in the air
your style is so brash
and that silly moustache
but it was
tabletalk
evil I see
sends bad vibrations through me
and oh what a square
with your diagonal hair
but it was
tabletalk
oh I said to Gilly
"how do you do
tabletalk?"
oh I said to Gilly
"'how do you do
tabletalk?"
and this is what she said;
"love love love love yeah..."
"love love love love yeah..."
"love love love love yeah..."
the love of his life
too close to become a wife
and the death of this girl
came close to saving the world
from his
tabletalk
oh I said to Gilly
"how do you do
tabletalk?"
oh I said to Gilly
"'how do you do
tabletalk?"
and this is what she said;
"love love love love yeah..."
"love love love love yeah..."
"love love love love yeah..."
"love love love love yeah..."
"love love love love yeah..."
"love love love love yeah..."
Cleopatra
Cleopatra did ten thousand in her Lifetime
now that a wide mouth
Cleopatra gave a service with a smile
She was a wide mouthed girl
A wide mouthed girl
Cleopatra did a hundred(100) Roman
Centurions
For after dinner mints
Cleopatra used a suction oh so unheard of
She was a wide mouthed girl
A wide mouthed girl (believe it)
Show me a bigger mouth
Show me a bigger mouth
Show me a bigger mouth
Show me a bigger mouth
What a weak distorted image
Elizabeth and Richard gave you the screen
of the wide mouthed girl
Wide mouthed girl
Catholic Day
Kennedy died in '63
ooor John.F-
Kennedy died in '63
Poor John.F-
Kennedy died in '63
Poor John.F-
Kennedy
Poor John.F-
Kennedy
No more messing 'round, playing with Monroe
(ohohoh playing with Monroe)
No more turning on the middle aged ladies
(ohohoh the middle aged ladies)
All I remember was your sporty young hairstyle
(ohohoh your sporty young hairstyle)
All I remember was the catholic day
Kennedy died in '63
Poor John.F-
Kennedy's wife with his brain on her knee
Poor Jackie-
Kennedy's wife with his brain on her knee
Poor Jackie-
Kennedy
Poor Jackie-
Kennedy
No more rocking chairs, sitting on the front porch
(ohohoh sitting on the front porch)
No more soft drugs, playing the space race
(ohohoh playing in the space race)
All I remember was your levi sta-prest
(ohohoh your levi sta-prest)
All I remember was the catholic day
For you and I are privileged to serve the great Republic
In what could be the most decisive decade in its long history.
The choices we make, for good or ill,
will affect the welfare of generations yet unborn.
I see the chickens have come home to roost (repeat 6x)
In the world beyond our borders,
Steady progress has been made in building a world of order.
The people of West Berlin remain free and secure.
A settlement, though still precarious, has been reached in Laos.
(BANG!)
no more messing 'round, playing with Monroe
(ohohoh playing with Monroe)
no more turning on the middle aged ladies
(ohohoh the middle aged ladies)
all I remember was your sporty young hairstyle
(ohohoh your sporty young hairstyle)
all I remember was the catholic day
Never Trust A Man (With Egg On His Face)
A man and a woman walking down the street
With a son and a daughter it was oh so sweet
When mummy turned to daddy and she said:
"my dear, write out your will because the end is near"
Then she pulled out the gun, I saw the sparks
Messed up the suit that he'd bought from Marks
because
she'd heard the voices from Outer Space
she'd heard the voices from Outer Space
she'd heard the voices from Outer Space
saying,"never trust a man with egg on his face"
Three months later Mrs B. stands
A smile on her face, blood on her hands
The kiddies got scared and ran home to bed
The headlines in the papers said that:
she was the victim of an awful plan.
announced through the mouthpiece of a little green man
She'd heard the voices from Outer Space
saying: "never trust a man with egg on his face"
"never trust a man with egg on his face"
la la
Animals And Men
uno, due, tre, quattro ...
Marinetti Boccioni, Carra Balla Palasechi!
Marinetti Boccioni, Carra Balla Palasechi!
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
War is the worlds lowly hygiene
Energy and fearlessness
Racing car the beauteous beast
Hurl defiance at the stars
Futurist Manifesto!
Voices of animals animals men!
Voices of animals animals men!
Noises obtained by percussion
Metal, wood on skin and bone
Voices of animals and men
Laugh, shout, scream and moan
Family Of Noise
A lot of people in this great big-world
say "love everybody"
A lot of people busy busy busy busy busy
being very modern
(Chorus)
But the family of noise is here
and it's come to save everybody
The family of noise is here
and it's come to save you and me
it goes:
the family of noise is here
and it's come to save everybody
the family of noise is here
and it's come to save you and me
A lot of people in the ancient world
they loved only quiet
And then along came the machine
and a new direction
(Chorus)
In the morning
Last thing at night
In the darkness
Standing in the light
A lot of people in this great big world
just searching for the "pure" sound
They're just looking to the machine
They don't listen to the noise
The family of noise is here
and it's come to save you and me
-in Croydon
The Idea
I went to the zoo
to look at the animals
The first thing I saw
was a wallfull of handicapped
Some wearing green hats
and all sucking chocky bars
So I went and looked at
the three horned chameleon
The idea
he walked up and down
just trying to get close to me
a split little hand
scratching at the glass
I looked at the snakes
and I looked at the crocodiles
You'd better show me the man
who made all of this
The idea
The idea
I could be religious if ...
you didn't have to kneel down
I could be religious if ...
a god would say "hello"
I could be religious if ...
an angel touched my shoulder
I could be religious if ...
they set the hymns to disco
(like this)
Holy holy holy
Lord god almighty
God in three persons
Beloved trinity
Holy holy holy
All the saints adore thee
Christ in three persons
Beloved trinity
