Hey baby it’s a quarter to eight
I feel I’m in the mood
Hey baby the hour is late
I feel I’ve got to move
Let me taste your life Let me fill your stream
Let me make you feel it right now just lay back and dream
Got this thing on the move it’s beginin’
Got a strange kind of feeling under my skin
Don’t you know little fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time that I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I’ve got you under my skin
And as the city glows, electric people nobody knows
Electric dreams, nobody shows
When you touch my skin, the feeling is electric
Danger! Danger! High Voltage!
When we touch, When we kiss
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
It’s something that has always been so
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
A kiss is a terrible thing to waste
It’s the way you love me
It’s a feeling like this
It’s centrifugal motion
It’s perpetual bliss
It’s that pivotal moment
It’s, ah, unthinkable
This kiss, this kiss (unstoppable)
This kiss, this kiss
Falling down the mountain
End up kissing dirt
Look a little closer
Sometimes it wouldn’t hurt
Let him sit beside you
Eat right off your plate
You don’t have to be afraid
There’s nothing here to hate
Ah, princess you might like it
If you lower your defence
Kiss that frog, and you will
Get your prince
There’s no bread? Let em eat cake
There’s no end to what they’ll take
Pluck the fruits of noble birth
Wash the salt into the earth
You filled your stomach with chop suey
And also crepe suzettes and steak
And when they told your wife Marie
That nobody had bread, she said
“Let 'em eat cake”
We’re gonna take you and the Queen
Down to the guillotine,
It’s somewhere in the heart of town
And when that fella’s through
With what he’s gonna do,
You’ll have no place to hang your crown
You came the wrong way Old King Louie
Here you go create another fable (You wanted to)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup (You wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up (You wanted to)
Why’d you leave the keys upon the table? (You wanted to)
I don’t think you trust
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
Needed elsewhere
To remind us of the shortness of our time
Tears laid for them
Tears of love, tears of fear
Bury my dreams, dig up my sorrows
Oh, Lord why
The angels fall first
All my life
I’ve been workin’ them angels overtime
Riding and driving and living
So close to the edge
Workin’ them angels - Overtime
Down at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it’s all over and done
Now that you find, now that you’re whole
I get up, and nothing gets me down
You got it tough, I’ve seen the toughest all around
And I know, baby, just how you feel
You’ve got to roll with the punches to get to what’s real
Oh can’t you see me standing here
I’ve got my back against the record machine
I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen
Oh can’t you see what I mean?
Oh, say can you see,
By the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed,
At the twilight’s last gleaming?
Pretty as a midsummer’s morn
They call her Dawn
Dawn, go away, I’m no good for you
Oh, Dawn, stay with him, he’ll be good to you
Hang on (Hang on)
Hang on to him
Think (think) what a big man he’ll be
Think (think) of the places you’ll see
Now think what the future would be with a poor boy like me
Me
My love is alien
I picked her up by chance
She speaks to me with ultra high frequencies
Radio band of gold
Gonna listen til I grow old.
Oooo Oooo Oooo
What more can a poor boy do?
What more can a poor boy do?
Now that you’re gone,
All that’s left is a band of gold
All that’s left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me