Freeway fell into the bay. Popes on L.S.D.. Muslim girls are getting down. In bikinis. . Nazis selling Tupperware. Door to door. Telepreachers mud-wrestling.
The way you dance. You move in self romance. And you don't see me watch. The way you dance. Your eyes close in a trance. So you don't see me watching.
Don't want to hear the things you'd do to me. Only if you could. I don't want you to get near to me. It just might feel too good. . Don't lead me. Where we shouldn't go.
Somewhere the sun is shining. Somewhere the moon is rising. I'm sitting here. . Somewhere someone is laughing. Somewhere something is happening. I'm dying here.
I can't explain the way I feel. Each time I get behind the wheel. . The rush of blood comes. As the power surges. And my right foot urges. The car to push on through the night.
You should know its astronomic. Lost and found in space. If you go its atomic. Time bends out of shape. . Stars are steady. Planets are aligned. We are your solar sisters.
Warning boy! Warning boy!. . Warning boy, it's the best we can do, oh yes. We give you warning, warning, warning. The rest is up to you. . Warning boy, it's the best we can do, oh yes.
You sure know how to hurt a girl. Fewer hugs and no more kisses. Just water for your carburetor. And bearings for your pistons. . Rev her engine for your pleasure.
No friends, don't want them. Just fans to serve your needs. Make money, they adore you. On subservience your ego's fed. . Gray matter under gray face.
*Horn Intro*. . There's a tin penny for the man. Who keeps the dance movin', movin', groovin'. He sets the mood for the swingin' tonight, alright. And the mood it is so right.
See me pose. Having so much fun. Champagne glass in my hand. My put on smile. On my painted face. I show no trace of boredom. . See me laugh. At your jokes.
Puttin' it on, takin' it off, ain't no thang gettin' paid off! (x4). . This time is a good time. For the best in you to come true. The whole world can be so cruel, so cruel.
Can you hear them. They talk about us. Telling lies. Well that's no surprise. . Can you see them. See right through them. They have no shield. No secrets to reveal.
*Horn Intro*. . Walkin', 'til sun come up on Sunday mornin'. Long time I seen ya so glad you seen me walkin'. Cross the tracks down to the beach. If I had known you's in town I would've set a date.
He's crying inside. Can't tear the hurt out. Life's rushing by. Like an old movie backdrop. . The radio's blasting. Song after song. About the big romance.
*Horn Intro*. . Soul arrival, soul survival today. Soul revival , soul arrival today. . Rock so, you rock so. Give it all you got, I see you lose control.
It used to be the fun was in. The capture and kill. In another place and time. I did it all for thrills. . Love me and I'll leave you. I told you at the start.
*Horns*. . When you are here it's the right time. When you're around it's a nice time. When you are gone it is a rough time. When you stay away it's the toughest time.
Seen your pictures in the 'zines. And you look real good. Pale blank faces, black and white keen. London boys, cigarette lean. . London boys, wish you were here.