I’m so tired of being alone
I’m so tired of on-my-own
Won’t you help me girl
Just as soon as you can?
Hang on, help is on its way
I’ll be there as fast as I can
Hang on, a tiny voice did say
From somewhere deep inside the inner man
Past the cheerless towns
Past my window
I can see a washed-out moon
Through the fog
And then a voice inside my head
Breaks the analog
And says:
Follow me down, to the valley below
You know
Moonlight is bleeding
From out of your soul
From this valley they say you are leaving
We shall miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For you take with you all of the sunshine
That has brightened our pathway a while
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering experience…
Well, every thing’s getting hazy
Now honey, where’d you go?
I just want to find out, baby
Where’d you learn what you know?
And if you wanna be a teachers pet
Well baby you just better forget it
Rock got no reason
Rock got no rhyme
You better get me to school on time
Oh Yeah!
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it’s not so easy
To be the teacher’s pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she’s waiting
His car is warm and dry
Don’t stand, don’t stand so
Don’t stand so close to me
Bus stop, wet day, she’s there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella
I’m just a fella,
A fella with an umbrella,
Looking for a girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
I’m just a fella,
A fella with an umbrella,
Glad to see the skies of blue have turned into skies of gray.
Raindrops have brought us together and that’s what I longed to see.
Maybe the break in the weather will prove to be a break for me.
Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn’t mean my eyes
Will soon be turning red
Crying’s not for me 'cause,
I’m never gonna stop the rain
By complaining,
Because I’m free
Nothing’s worrying me
All hands on deck at dawn
Sailing to sadder shores
Your port in my heavy storms
Harbours the blackest thoughts
I’m at sea again
And now your hurricanes
Have brought down
This ocean rain
To bathe me again
Splish, splash, I was takin’ a bath
Long about a Saturday night, yeah
A rub dub, just relaxin’ in the tub
Thinkin’ everythin’ was alright
Don’t give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night’s alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
`Cause Saturday night’s the night I like
Saturday night’s alright, alright, alright
Where did Robinson Crusoe go with Friday on Saturday night?
Every Saturday night they would start in to roam
And on Sunday morning they’d come staggering home
They went hunting for rabbits when the weather grew colder
But Crusoe came home with a hare on his shoulder
Now, where did Robinson Crusoe go with Friday on Saturday night?
There’s some debate about whether instincts should be held in check
Well, I suppose that I’m a liberal in this respect
I can’t say I liked Robinson Crusoe
But at least he didn’t tie his dogs up at night
Who let the dogs out? [Who, who, who, who?!]
Who let the dogs out? [Who, who, who, who?!]
Who let the dogs out? [[who, who, who, who?!]
Who let the dogs out?
Was ist los mit dir mein Schatz? Aha
Geht es immer nur bergab? Aha
Geht nur das was du verstehst? Aha
Is this what you got to know?
Love you do you didn’t show?
Da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
Neunundneunzig Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man für Ufos aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben, wenn’s so wär
Dabei war’n dort am Horizont
Nur neunundneunzig Luftballons