Rotating heads, keeps on the right side Coiled up and tense, remains on the lookout Expect to be shot or get given the bullet Rotating head tries to look
Rotating head, keeps on the right side Coiled up and tense remains on the lookout Expects to be shot or get given the bullet Rotating head tries to look
Cross your fingers, say you're on high Pretend you're in den and see what life brings But always taking things as they come Tends to make you forget to
Yes, I've seen you go to work in your big car Yes, you're fat and can afford to be tasteless You're a big shot, you want the whole lot And if I like
Guess there's no use in hangin' 'round Guess I'll get dressed and go to town I'll find a crowded avenue Though it will be empty without you I can't get
Compromise around the corner Can you hear the accountant's call? Could you refuse another dollar? Could you stop yourself from falling? So in between
Don't attempt to explain this incredible strain Now confusion's become far too simple a word for it Is what you make, that's the usual mistake If you'
I just found out the name of your best friend You been talkin' about yourself again I know I cease to share your views Why doesn't everybody listen to
dream home in New Zealand It's a must, compulsive Family entertainment Everybody's in the bunker Everybody's getting pushy Beat the others 'round the head Beat
It's a One shot magazine , give it a spin Open your mouth slide the barrel in If you don't like it just don't do it again Itchy finger, finger, trigger
There's a training course boys and girls of real ambition start a new job in a factory where they're making ammunition but it makes them think of stealing
There's a training course where Boys and girls of real ambition Start a new job in a factory Where they're making ammunition But it makes them think
Yes, I'll be down your street again quite soon And don't ignore me when I wave at you For although I'm looking rather sad I'm all you've ever really had
She said to leave it till the end of the party Do it now, you know there's never a next time How come the feeling that it's only just started Pull back
Senseless up and down we go Six thousand million, million times a pushing It's a crisis point that comes then goes But who care, who cares I'm so quick
this one's called jack pot, boy Say do you feel alright Did the beat come all over you tonight? Say did we make it right Did the beat come all over you
Just out of spite I confess I've ruined three lives Don't sleep so tight Because I didn't care 'til I found out that one of them was mine Night after
I told my friend I'd check for you He told me that he liked you too But then I saw him kissing you I could've died When he said," Hands off, she's mine
