Hmmm, I’m gonna get you
On a slow boat to China
All to myself, alone
Get you and keep you
In my arms evermore…
I could escape this feeling, with my China girl,
I feel a wreck without my, little China girl,
I hear her heart beating, loud as thunder,
Saw the stars crashing…
Aside to Beck: You just reminded me of a great night with a long-ago girlfriend, when we danced to “Slow Boat to China,” at a nightclub, and then–
I’ll leave that a mystery. But thanks, Beck, for your post. A very happy memory.
Dreamy, dreamy Chinatown
Almond eyes of brown
Hearts seems light and life seems bright
In dreamy Chinatown
China girl, I met you in the sea sand
You touched me with your cool hand
Your perfume´s in the wind
China girl, your daddy tells you white lies
To keep it from my blue eyes
To know me is no sin
Won’t you stretch imagination for a moment and come with me
Let us hasten to a nation lying over the western sea
Hide behind the cherry blossoms
Here’s a sight that will please your eyes
There’s a lady with a baby of Japan, singing lullabies
Hear her as she sighs
Said Mr. Wu, “What shall I do?” and Mr. Wu’s a window cleaner now.
The laundry, it didn’t pay.
Now there’s no clean collars down Limehouse Way.
When he goes out working, interest he arouses
Polishing the windows with worn-out ladies blouses.
He wears a pair of Cami nicks to save his Sunday trousers
Cos Mr. Wu’s a window cleaner now.
If you’re blue and you don’t know where to go to
Why don’t you go where fashion sits
Puttin’ on the Ritz.
Different types of wear all day coat pants
With stripes and cut away coats for perfect fits
Puttin’ on the Ritz.
There’s a brand new dance but I don’t know its name
That people from bad homes do again and again
It’s big and it’s bland full of tension and fear
They do it over there but we don’t do it here
Fashion!
Turn to the left
Fashion!
Turn to the right
Oooh, fashion!
We are the goon squad and we’re coming to town
Beep-beep Beep-beep
We’re going down
And you can see it too,
We’re going down
And you know that we’re doomed
My dear
We’re slow dancing, in a burnin’ room…
It’s coming closer
The flames are now lickin’ my body
Please won’t you help me
I feel like I’m slipping away
It’s hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord Almighty
I’m burning a hole where I lay
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Here come ol’ flat top
He come groovin’ up slowly
He got ju-ju eyeballs
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee,
got to be a joker
He just do what he please
Come together
Right now
Over me
I’m a joker,
I’m a smoker,
I’m a midnight toker,
I sure don’t want to hurt no one…
I sailed away a country mile
Now I’m returning and showing off my smile
I met all the girls and loved myself a few
And to my surprise
Like everything else that I’ve been through
It opened up my eyes and now I’m
One toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin’ downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
Up in smoke, that’s where my money goes
In my lungs and sometimes up my nose
When troubled times begin to bother me
I take a toke and all my cares go up in smoke
Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
Puff puff puff and when you puff yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at the golden gate that you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have another cigarette
Winston tastes good like a (cough, cough) cigarette should
Pollution, pollution
Wear a gas mask and a veil
Then you can breathe
As long as you don’t inhale
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane,
And I howled at the morning driving rain.
But it’s all right now, in fact, it’s a gas,
But it’s all right, I’m Jumpin’ Jack Flash,
It’s a gas, gas, gas!
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame más gasolina (hey)
Como le encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame más gasolina (hey)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame más gasolina (yeah)
A ella encanta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame más gasolina (hey, hey hey)
Tumble drain it made my day,
the heaven screams their final raise.
We both have a lot on our plate, somehow the walk was worth the wait.