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Shake it up is all that we know
Using the bodies up as we go
I'm waking up to fantasy
The shades all around aren't the colors we used to see
Broken ice still melts in the sun
And times that are broken can often be one again
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Take a look around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time (time)
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time (time)
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around
Oh, ohh
Ohh
Reaching out for something to hold
Looking for a love where the climate is cold
Manic moves and drowsy dreams
Or living in the middle between the two extremes
Smoking guns hot to the touch
Would cool down if we didn't
Use them so much, yeah
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Too much
You're out of touch
I'm out of time (time)
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time (time)
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around
Oh, ohh
Ohh
Ooh
Oh, ohh
Ohh (ohh)
(Out of touch, out of touch)
(Wow!) You're out of touch
I'm out of time
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time (time)
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around
You're out of touch (we're soul alone, girl)
I'm out of time
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around (not around)
You're out of touch
I'm out of time (out of touch, out of time)
But I'm out of my head (out of touch, out of time, girl)
When you're not around
You're out of touch
Reach out for something to hold (time)
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around (too cold, girl)
You're out of touch (too cold, girl)
I'm out of time (too cold, girl)
Yeah open eyes (not around)
You're out of touch (out of touch)
I'm out of time (out of time, out of touch)
But I'm out of my head (out of time)
When you're not around
You're out of touch
Yeah I'm out of time (time)
But I'm out of my head
When you're not around
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The Partyâs Over
I never thought you'd stay
The love of laughter
My truth's no longer sane
The party's over
Much older than you'd say
This friend of no one
Time creases on your face
Take a look at the kids
I've been losing track
This crime of being uncertain of your love
Is all I'm guilty of
The Partyâs Over
I never thought you'd stay
A style of reason
This life of masquerade
Take a look at the kids
I've been losing track
This crime of being
Uncertain of your love
Is all I'm guilty of
Take this punishment away Lord
Name the crime I'm guilty of
Too much hope I've seen as virtue
Name the crime I'm guilty of
"Junk, fuck"
Yeah
Yeah
A good night, the best in a long time
A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy, yeah
What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot
Seem so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies and freaks
Are you happy? I am, man
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothing to me
'Cause your life is empty and bare, yeah
What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot
I do it a lot, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You can't understand a user's mind
But try with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and opened your mind
I'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad
What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
Say I don't go broke
And I do it a lot (say I do it a lot)
I do it a lot
I do it a lot
Said, I do it a lot
Junkhead
Three, five, zero, one, two, five go!
I was there in the back stage
When the light came around
I grew up like a changeling
To win the first time around
I can see all the weakness
I can pick all the faults
Well, I concede all the faith tests
Just to stick in your throats
Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Hung around in your soundtrack
To mirror all that you've done
To find the right side of reason
To kill the three lies for one
I can see all the cold facts
I can see through your eyes
All this talk made no contact
No matter how hard we tried
Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Three-one-G
I can still hear the footsteps
I can see only walls
I slid into your man-traps
With no hearing at all
I just see contradiction
Had to give up the fight
Just to live in the past tense
To make believe you were right
Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Three, five, oh, one, two, five
Warsaw
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's going to make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was as good as gold
And he can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be sure
Oh, oh, oh tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
As it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked
Father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet sixteen ain't that peachy keen
Now, it ain't so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need oh, woah
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I Donât Like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down
Down, down
Shoot it all down
All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die
Oh, oh, oh and the silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's going to make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was as good as gold
And he can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be sure
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like, I don't like, I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like, I don't like, (tell me why) I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot, the whole day down, uh, uh, uh
Good morning miss
Can I help you son?
Sixteen today
And up for fun
I'm a big boy now
Or so they say
So if you'll serve
I'll be on my way
Box of balloons
With the feather-light touch
Pack of party-poppers
That pop in the night
A toothbrush and hairspray
Plastic grin
Miss Clay on all corners
Has just walked in
Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the House of
N-n-n-no no miss
You misunderstood
Sixteen big boy
Full pint in my manhood
I'm up to date
And the date's today
So if you'll serve
I'll be on my way
Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the house of fun
I'm sorry son
But we don't stock
Party gimmicks
In this shop
Try the House of Fun
It's quicker if you run
This is a chemist
Not a jokers' shop!
Party hats
Simple enough clear
Comprehend savvy understand
Do you hear?
A pack of party hats
With the colored tips
Too late!
Gorgon's heard gossip
Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay
Many happy returns from the day
Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun
Shhhh!
We are private detectives onward back from a musical pilgrimage
We work under the name of the Fall
Who would suspect this? It is too obvious
Our office is secluded
Those there to suspect would not see the wood for the trees
We were six like dice but we're back to five
Up here in the North there's no wage packet jobs for us, thank Christ
While young married couples
Discuss the poverties of their self-built traps
And the junior clergy demand more cash
We spit in their plate and wait for the ice to melt
I must create a new regime
Or live by another man's
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
I must create a new scheme
Get out of others' hands
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
I could use some pure criminals
And get my hands on some royalties
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
A problem of this new scheme
Is answering obscene phone calls
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
Gotta stop drifting around
Kill this ugly duckling
We've got the power
And must not misuse it 'cause life is short and full of thought
I use the power
I use the power
And I will forever
End this reign of terror
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
Before the tide subsides
Before the moon falls for the fifth time, before the moon falls
Before the moon falls
Before The Fall swoons
Before The Fall swoons
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