Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it’s breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You’ll get by
This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her when she smiles
Children play in the park, they don’t know
I’m alone in the dark, even though
Time and time again I see your face smiling inside
I’m so happy (oh, oh)
That you love me (oh, oh)
Life is lovely (woah)
When you’re near me
Tell me you will stay
Make me smile
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
(Because I’m happy)
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
(Because I’m happy)
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
(Because I’m happy)
Clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do
I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong
To crash the critic saying, “Is it right or is it wrong?”
If only fame had an I.V, baby could I bear?
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause, live for the-
Way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Now, just like Sister Ray said
I’m searching for my mainline
I said I couldn’t hit it sideways
Whip it on me Jim, whip it on me Jim, whip it on me Jim
Said I couldn’t hit it sideways
Oh, do it
Now just like… just like Sister Ray said
[Can’t resist the fat one right down the middle, going, going, gone…]
Now whip it
Into shape
Shape it up
Get straight
Go forward
Move ahead
Try to detect it
It’s not too late
To whip it
Whip it good!
The buzzard told the monkey, "You are choking me
“Release your hold, and I will set you free”
The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in the eye; said
“Your story’s so touching but it sounds like a lie”
Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and stay right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, Papa, don’t you blow your top
Once upon a time there was an engineer
Drove a locomotive both far and near
Accompanied by a monkey who would sit on a stool
Watching everything the engineer would move
The walls are built up, stone by stone;
The fields divided one by one.
And the train conductor says,
“Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
We’ve been on this shift too long”
And the train conductor says,
“Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
We can reach our destination, but it’s still a ways away”
Cause out on the edge of darkness
There rides a peace train
Oh, peace train take this country
Come take me home again
And I’ve been riding on a ghost train
Where the cars, they scream and slam
And I don’t know where I’ll be tonight
But I’d always tell you where I am
Underground the ants are riding in the subways
They’re facing faces that they’ve never faced before
They lean against the doors although the sign says not to
57th Street, the shoppers walking sideways
High-heeled women like flamingos on a beach
Their dreams are in their reach inside
Think about it all and it gets scary
I tend to freeze up at the starting line
In my head’s a rhyming dictionary
It ain’t poetic but it’s still
A beautiful place
If you see something that looks like a star
And it’s shooting up out of the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
And you just can’t escape from the sound
Don’t worry too much, it’ll happen to you
We were children once, playing with toys
And the thing that you’re hearing is only the sound of
The low spark of high-heeled boys
Put on your hi-heel sneakers
Wear your wig hat on your head
Put on your hi-heel sneakers
Wear your wig hat on your head
And I’m pretty sure now, baby
Don’t you know you know you gonna knock 'em dead
Hey driver, where we going?
I swear, my nerves are showing
Set my hopes up way too high
Living’s in the way we die
Comes the morning, and the headlights fade away
Hundred thousand people, I’m the one they frame
I’ve been waiting long for one of us to say
Save the darkness, let it never fade away
Oh, the living daylights
Oh, the living daylights
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Upon this time-trapped isle
Where time has ceased to be
If you must know why, you’d better pay heed to me
This is a place so cruel across a darkened sea
You would be a fool to come and challenge me
You never will escape, no matter what you try to do
If you try to run away, we’ll turn you into barbecue
Don’t stand around and wait, no one will listen to your cries
You will meet your date while on this time-trapped isle
…here on Gilligan’s isle!
Wait a minute, I know who you are!
You’re the citizens of the neighborhood
What the hell are you trying to do to me?
You’re making me brain-damaged, all these people hanging around my head
It’s the Island of Living Puke, you asshole
It’s the Island of Living Puke, you asshole