Jane says, “I’ve never been in love”
No, she don’t know what it is
She only knows if someone wants her
“I want 'em if they want me
I only know they want me”
I want you (I want you)
I need you (I need you)
But there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now don’t be sad (don’t be sad, 'cause)
'Cause two out of three ain’t bad
When you meet a boy
That you like a lot
And you fall in love
But he loves you not
If a flame should start
As you hold him near
Better keep your heart
Out of danger, dear
All the young girls love Alice
Tender young Alice, they say
If I give you my number
Will you promise to call me?
Wait till my husband’s away
. . . and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It’s a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had another Thanksgiving dinner that couldn’t be beat,
and didn’t get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.
From the hunter that arrows the bows
To the women who wash all the clothes
The chatter all over the palace is that your Prince Eric is gonna propose! (What?)
To somebody nobody knows
They’re saying he suddenly chose (Who?)
“Who?” You sound like an owl!
I’ll bet it’s the kid with the new set of toes!
But there’s one sound
That no one knows
What does the fox say?
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
There’s nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get poorer
In the meantime, in between times
Ain’t we had fun?
Rich man, poor man, either way American
Shoved into the lost and found
The no nukes yell we’re gonna all go to hell
With the next big meltdown
I got remote control and a color TV
I don’t change channels so they must change me
I got real close friends that are gettin’ me high
They don’t know how to talk and they ain’t gonna try
I shouldn’t bitch, I shouldn’t cry
I’d start a revolution but I don’t have time
The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies
And in time they go
But, oh, my dear
Our love is here to stay
We watch the shows, we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years
Let’s hope you never leave, old friend
Like all good things, on you we depend
So stick around 'cause we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
The revolution will be televised,
You can choose to watch or not,
But if we all just talk from the safety of our sofas,
There won’t be much of a revolution to watch
You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change your head
It’s the same old theme, since 1916
In your head, in your head they’re still fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs, and their bombs, and their guns
In your head, in your head they are dying
So long, Mom, I’m off to drop the bomb
So don’t wait up for me
But in the final year of that war
Two big bangs settled the score
Against Japan, who’d joined the fight
The rising sun didn’t look so bright
Since that day it’s been stalemate
Everyone’s scared to obliterate
So it seems for peace we can thank the bomb
So I say thank Christ for the bomb
So I say thank Christ for the bomb
So I say thank Christ for the bomb
How can I save my little boy
From Oppenheimer’s deadly toy?
There is no monopoly of common sense
On either side of the political fence
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too
Teach your children well
Their father’s hell did slowly go by
Feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s the one you’ll know by
Don’t you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
And know they love you
She (what did we do that was wrong)
Is Having (we didn’t know it was wrong)
Fun (fun is the one thing that money can’t buy)