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I . . . who took the money?
Who took the money away?
I . . . its always showtime
Here at the edge of the stage
I, i, i, wake up and wonder
What was the place, what was the name?
We wanna wait, but here we go again...
I . . . takes over slowly

Last time she jumped out the window, well, she only turned and
smiled. You might think she would say something, but you'd have to
wait a while.

Well the lady don't mind.
No, no, no, the lady don't mind
She just turns her head and disappears and
I kinda like that style

I'm wearin'
Fur pyjamas
I ride a
Hot Potata'
It's tickling my fancy
Speak up, I can't hear you

Here on this mountaintop

Well we know where we're goin'
But we don't know where we've been
Fnd we know what we're knowin'
But we can't say what we've seen
And we're not little children
And we know what we want
And the future is certain
Give us time to work it out

And she was lying in the grass
and she could hear the highway breathing.
And she could see a nearby factory

She's making sure she is not dreaming.
See the lights of a neighbor's house

now she's starting to rise.

I can't seem to face
up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I
Can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause
my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
well...

I don't know why I love her like I do
All the changes you put me through
Take my money, my cigarettes
I haven't seen the worst of it yet
I wanna know that you'll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
Take me to the river, dip me in the water

I can't seem to face
up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I
Can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause
my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
well...

Baby your mind is a radio
Got a reciever inside my head
Baby Im tuned to your wavelength
Lemme tell you what it says:
Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
Wife
And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Mojique sees his village from a nearby hill
Mojique thinks of days before Americans came
He sees the foreigners in growing numbers
He sees the foreigners in fancy houses
He thinks of days that he can still remember...now.

Mojique holds a package in his quivering hands
Mojique sends the package to the American man

Watch out you might get what you're after
Cool baby strange but not a stranger
I'm an ordinary guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight wait 'til the party's over
Hold tight we're in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way

Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - burn with a weak heart
(So I) guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky