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01. Beetlebum 
02. Song 2 
03. Country Sad Ballad Man 
04. M.O.R. 
05. On Your Own 
06. Theme From Retro 
07. You're So Great 
08. Death Of A Party 
09. Chinese Bombs 
10. I'm Just A Killer For Your Love 
11. Look Inside America 
12. Strange News From Another Star 
13. Movin' On 
14. Essex Dogs 


BEETLEBUM
 
Beetlebum  
What you done  
She's a gun  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
Get nothing done  
You beetlebum  
Just get numb  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
And when she lets me slip away  
She turns me on and all my violence is gone  
Nothing is wrong  
I just slip away and I am gone  
Nothing is wrong  
She turns me on  
I just slip away and now I am gone  
Beetlebum  
Because you're young  
She's a gun  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
She'll suck your thumb  
She'll make you cum'  
Coz' she's your gun  
Now what you've done  
Beetlebum  
He's on, he's on, he's on it  


SONG 2

I got my head checked  
By a jumbo jet  
It wasn't easy but nothing is  
no  
When I feel heavy metal  
And I'm pins and I'm needles  
Well, I lie and I'm easy  
All the time but I am never sure  
why I need you  
Pleased to meet you  
I got my head down  
When I was young  
It's not my problem  
It's not my problem  
When I feel heavy metal  
And I'm pins and I'm needles  
Well, I lie and I'm easy  
All the time but I am never sure  
why I need you  
Pleased to meet you  
Yeah Yeah  
Yeah Yeah  
Yeah Yeah  
Oh Yeah  


COUNTRY SAD BALLAD MAN

Yeah I found no where  
It got to know me  
Let me sleep all day  
Spent the money  
I haven't felt my legs  
Since the summer  
And I don't call my friends  
Forgot their numbers  
VIP 223  
Have my chances  
They have me  
Now stay up nights  
Watch TV  
I'm country sad  
I'm a ballad man  
I'm on the come back road  
Yeah I'm a blizzard  
And in my motor home  
Sweat on my pillow all night  
I'm a ballad man ...  


M.O.R. [Middle of the Road]  

It's automatic    
I need to unload   
Under the pressure   
Gone middle of the road   
Fall into fashion   
Fall out again      
We stick together  
Cause it never ends   
Here comes a low               
I'm a boy and you're a girl  
Here comes a high              
The only ones in the world  
Here comes everything        
You and me can work it out  
Here it comes  
You Me, we'll work it out!  
Here comes tomorrow           
1 2 3 episodes   
We stick together
The middle of the road    
Cause that's entertainment     
It's the sound of the wheel    
It rolls on forever
You know how it feels  
Here comes a low               
I'm a boy and you're a girl  
Here comes a high              
The only one that's in the world  
Here comes everything 
We're like monkeys out in space  
Here it comes                  
You Me, we'll work it out!  
It's automatic                 
I need to unload               
Under the pressure             
Gone middle of the road  
Fall into fashion   
Fall out again      
We stick together  
Cause it never ends   
Here comes a low               
I'm a boy and you're a girl  
Here comes a high              
The only one that's in the world  
Here comes everything        
You and me can work it out  
Here it comes  
You Me, we'll work it out!  


ON YOUR OWN

Holy man tiptoed his way across the ganges  
The sound of magic music in his ears  
Videoed by a bus load of tourists  
Shiny shell suits on and drinking lemonade  
Now I got a funny feeling which I bought mailorder  
From a man in a teepee in California  
Said he once was that great game show performer  
Then he blew all his money away  
Blew it all away  
So take me home  
don't leave me alone  
I'm not that good  
But I am not that bad  
No psycho killer  
Hooligan guerrilla  
I dream to riot  
Oh you should try it  
I'll eat parole get gold card soul  
My joy of life is on a roll  
And we'll all be the same in the end  
Then you're on your own (2)  
Well we all go happy day glow in the discos  
The sound of magic music in our brains  
Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors  
Says' Lord give me time for I've jumped into space  
I'm in outer space  
So take me home  
Don't leave me alone  
I'm not that good  
But I am not that bad  
No psycho killer  
Hooligan guerrilla 
I dream to riot  
Oh you should try it  
I'll eat parole get gold card soul  
My joy of life is on a roll  
And we'll all be the same in the end  
Then you're on your own (2)  


THEME FROM RETRO

Oooh, oooh
In the heart
In the eye
Can't go
Silence
Alibi
So what?
In the eye
It's murder
In me
What a blur
From your soul
So what?
It's in you
Is it joy?
So friendly
It's joy
It's not funny
From Retro
It's the theme From Retro


YOU'RE SO GREAT

Sad drunk and poorly  
Sleeping really late  
Sad drunk and poorly  
Not feeling so great  
Wondering lost in a town full of frowns  
Sad drunk and poorly  
Dogs digging up the ground  
And I feel the light in the night and in the day  
And I feel the light when the sky's just mud and grey  
And I feel the light when you tell me it's okay  
Coz' you're so great and I love you  
Tea, Tea and Coffee  
Helps to start the day  
Tea, Tea and Coffee  
Shaking all the way  
Cities alive, a surprise so am I  
Tea, Tea and Coffee, get no sleep today  
And I feel the light in the night and in the day  
And I feel the light when the sky's just mud and grey  
And I feel the light when you tell me it's okay  
Coz' you're so great and I love you.  


DEATH OF A PARTY

The death of the party  
Came as no surprise  
Why did we bother  
Should have stayed away  
Another night  
And I thought well well  
Go to another party  
And hang myself  
Gently on the shelf  
The death of the teenager  
standing on his own  
why did he bother  
Should have slept alone  
Another night  
And I thought well well  
Go to another party  
And hang myself  
Gently on the shelf  
(Repeat)  




CHINESE BOMBS

He makes an inner arm block  
Then kicks from behind  
The lights they go off  
But he can fight blind  
Coz' he got the touch  
But he won't live long  
Coz' he comes from Hong Kong  
Where people are strong
Where justice is done
Chinese bombs, millions jump, chairman's junk, USA  
Won't Somebody, Won't Somebody  
Sink the place  
Got a cab call to go to Soho  
The dragon said go  
Let everyone know  
You got the touch  
You come from Hong Kong  
Where justice is done
Where people are strong  
And you won't live long  
Chinese bombs, millions jump, chairman's junk to Hong Kong, USA  
Won't Somebody, Won't Somebody
Bruce Lee comes to save the day  
Bruce Lee comes the Chinese way  




I'M JUST A KILLER FOR YOUR LOVE

I heard a man who had no lungs  
He took me in and made me lunch  
He told me how I'd lost a friend  
He smiled at me it was the end  
I said  
I'm just a killer for your love (4)  
I cut my hair off in the road  
I take my coat off dropped my load  
I wipe my hands on the grass  
Coz' I know that nothing ever lasts  
And I said  
I'm just a killer for your love (4)  


LOOK INSIDE AMERICA

Good morning lethargy  
Drink Pepsi is good for energy  
The bath's on, smoke in the bedroom  
Sore throat and on my neck a nasty bruise  
Where it came from, well I don't know  
We played last night, it was a good show  
Got the play out on a second rate chatshow  
It's a nationwide deal, so we gotta go  
Chuck from the company says it'll be alright  
Got an add on K-ROQ and there's an instore tonight  
Well I build things up  
Then I let them go  
Got to get time share on the radio  
Look inside America, she's alright, she's alright  
Sitting out in the distance but I'm not trying to make up her mind  
Looking for America  
With its kookie nights and suicide  
Where the TV says it's alright  
Coz' everybody's hung up on something or other  
"Steppin' off in 20" so the driver says  
I should sleep tonight but I think I'll watch videos instead  
Annie Hall leaves NY in the end  
Press rewind Woody gets her back again  
And the whole world could have passed thru' me  
But I don't know if it means that much to me  
And the whole world could have passed thru' me  
But I don't know if it means that much to me  



STRANGE NEWS FROM ANOTHER STAR

All I want to be is washed out by the sea  
No death star over me  
Won't give me any peace  
All I want is light relief  
Put the crazies on the street  
Give them guns and feed them meat  
Now shoot the death star down  
Dig a hole and put it down  
Thousand miles underground  
They say it's no game  
There's strange news from another star  
I'm lost, I'm lost  
There's strange news from another star  
Give me all your stuff  
Until I can't get up  
Watch the whole world freeze  
Counting tin cans in our sleep  
Submarines are diving deep  
I don't believe in me  
I don't believe in me  
All I've ever done is tame  
Will you love me all the same  
Will you love me, though  
Always the same  
They say it's no game  
There's strange news from another star  
I'm lost, I'm lost  
There's strange news from another star  



MOVIN' ON

At the music heist  
I met the gourmet man  
With aluminium lungs  
Sucks out all he can  
Seek the whole world go flip  
In a stunt bug style  
He's a parasite  
With a cellulite pile  
But he can smile  
This is the music  
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on  
We're sticky eyes and sticky bones  
You get no time on your own  
You get a dose and a ghost  
You get it coast to coast  
Dye your hair black  
Get satan tattooed on your back  
Pierce yourself with a coke can  
Put yourself in fake tan now you're in the band  
Coz' this is the music  
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on  
Hey this is the music  
And we're movin' on, we're movin' on  
No matter how low, there's always further to go  
We're movin' on, we're movin' on  
We're movin' on, it won't be long  
We're movin' on, it won't be long  



ESSEX DOGS

I remember thinkin' murder in the car  
Watching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawns  
I remember the graffiti, we are your children coming in with spray cans of paint  
I remember the sunset and the plains of cement  
And the way the night seems to turn the color of orangeade  
In this town cellular phones are hot with thieves teens
In this town we all go to terminal pubs  
It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life  
From this town, the English Army grind their teeth into glass  
You know you'll get a kicking tonight  
Smell of puke and piss  
Smell of puke and piss on your stilettos  
Here comes that panic attack  
My heart stops, then it starts  
Give me a drink  
I'll drink your round  
I take you round the pole  
It's cold up here        
I see the universe waiting by a minibus
You'll catch the flu or you'll catch the city  
Either way, you'll catch the flu  
Or you'll catch the city