And when I asked a goodbye kiss
She said, “Oh no, shake hands”
Blah, blah, blah, blah, moon.
Blah, blah, blah, above;
Blah, blah, blah, blah, croon,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, love.
Ich lieb’ dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich lieb’ dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich lieb’ dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Ich lieb’ dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht
Da da da
Da da da
Da da da
Da da da
Should call you up and just forget my foolish pride
I heard your number ringin’, I went cold inside
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You’d be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That’s the time you miss her most of all
I was thinking maybe we could go outside
Let the night sky cool your foolish pride
Don’t you feel alive
These are your times and our highs
Some rise by wrong
And some by virtue fall
And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all
Wash it away
I’d love to bring you, on a silver tray,
some halcyon days
These are the days
These are days you’ll remember
Never before and never since
I promise, will the whole world be warm as this
One of these days I’m going to cut you into a million pieces…
Oh, a suffering world cries for mercy as far as the eye can see.
Lawyers around every bend in the road, lawyers in every tree,
Lawyers in restaurants, lawyers in clubs, lawyers behind every door,
Behind windows and potted plants, shade trees and shrubs,
Lawyers on pogo sticks, lawyers in politics!
In ten years we’re gonna have one million lawyers,
One million lawyers, one million lawyers.
In ten years we’re gonna have one million lawyers.
How much can a poor nation stand?
I can’t keep up with what’s been going down
I think my heart must just be slowing down
Among the human beings in their designer jeans
Am I the only one who hears the screams
And the strangled cries of lawyers in love
I was gambling in Havana
I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money
They’ll get me out of this
He says, “Do you accept my card,
Or can I pay for it now in cold, hard cash?”
I’m priceless, you’re worthless, but it’s not a bad match.
And I know you understand, it’s blood money.
There’s such a big demand, for blood money.
A hundred and fifty grand, blood money.
It’s flowing under the land, like blood money.
Think of the things
You can do with that money
Choose any charity
Give to the poor
We’ve noted your motives
We’ve noted your feelings
This isn’t blood money
It’s a fee nothing more
“We never pay any-one Dane-geld,
No matter how trifling the cost;
For the end of that game is oppression and shame,
And the nation that pays it is lost!”
You must be crazy baby
You just gotta be, outta your mind
As long as I’m footin’ the bill
I’m payin’ the cost to be the boss
You got to be crazy, gotta have a real need
Gotta sleep on your toes, and when you’re on the street
You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You got to strike when the moment is right without thinking.
Let’s go crazy
Let’s get nuts
Look for the purple banana
'Til they put us in the truck, let’s go!
Ain’t we crazy,
Ain’t we crazy,
This is the way we pass the time away.
Ain’t we crazy,
Ain’t we crazy,
We’re going to sing this song all night today.
I’m in my room I’m looking sideways
I look up and I look down
They told my friends it was a secret
But it’s rumored that some of us went crazy