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On this page - Psychic Cat - Hot Lips - Speakers - In Praise Of Shadows - Ideal - Graffiti Boy - Last Boy On Earth - Home Honey I'm High - Voyeur - Groupie.


Psychic Cat.

Put on your hat..psychic cat..Tell us the news..as we cruise......Where do you go.. when we blow..You look so fine...who do you know?....Ooh la la la..Lost on 3rd street promenade...Lost on 3rd street promenade......Even flow..from head to toe..where's it at..psychic cat....Sky's so blue..so don't be sad..cos we love you..psychic cat....Ooh la la la...Lost on 3rd street promenade...Lost on 3rd street promenade........Psychic cat......Psychic cat.....Psychic cat.........Ooh la la la..Ooh la la la..Ooh la la la..Ooh la la la..Ooh la la la..Ooh la la la..Ooh la la la..Ooh la la la...Lost on 3rd street promenade...Lost on 3rd street promenade...Lost on 3rd street promenade...Lost on 3rd street promenade..Ooh la la la.


Hot Lips.

Hot lips..hot lips..hot lips..hot lips...Shake your voodoo baby..Hot lips..hot lips..hot lips..hot lips..Shake your voodoo baby...Ow you make me wanna call the doctor, you're a new disease and i think i got ya..Ow you make me wanna call the doctor baby.... Kiss me, save me, cos my heart is crashin' like being cool is goin' out of fashion..Ow you make me wanna tear my hair out baby..Hot lips..hot lips..hot lips..hot lips...Shake your voodoo baby...Hot lips..hot lips..hot lips..hot lips..Shake your voodoo baby.......Ow you make me wanna call the doctor, you're a new disease and i think i got ya..Ow you make me wanna call the doctor baby....Kiss me, save me cos my heart is crashin' like being cool is goin' out of fashion..Ow you make me wanna tear my hair out baby....Love ain't a nose bleed it's totally evil..You make my heart speed like Evil Kenevil....Ow you make me wanna call the doctor, you're a new disease and i think i got ya..Ow you make me wanna call the doctor baby.....Kiss me, save me cos my heart is crashin' like being cool is goin' out of fashion...Ow you make me wanna tear my hair out baby.....Ow you make me wanna call the doctor, you're a new disease and i think i got ya..Ow you make me wanna call the doctor baby...Kiss me, save me cos my heart is crashin' like being cool is goin' out of fashion...Ow you make me wanna tear my hair out baby.....


Speakers.

Honey..don't talk to me about money..Your diamonds and guns and your bullshit..vive la rock 'n' roll....Baby..fuck MTV, that ain't nothin'...nothin' to me..Give me somethin'..to liberate my soul.....Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..Inside the melody that's lickin' your speakers..Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..I hope somebody's gonna stand up and teach us.......People..the leaders are leadin' us nowhere..they're rapin' our world and we don't care..vive la rock 'n' roll......People..it's time to stand up and start speakin'..Yeah shake up the devil you're keepin'..before they take it all.....Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..Inside the melody that's lickin' your speakers..Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..I hope somebody's gonna stand up and teach us..Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..Some days i can't believe my eyes i'm so speechless.....Honey....Honey.. .Honey...Honey yeah yeah yeah yeah..Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?...Inside the melody that's lickin' your speakers..Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..I hope somebody's gonna stand up and teach us..Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..Inside the melody that's lickin' your speakers..Where's the love ?..Where's the love ?..Some days i don't believe my eyes i'm so speechless....


In Praise Of Shadows.

Here i stand....in praise of shadows....Take my hand...........Here i stand...in praise of shadows...Take my hand........Isis..Osiris..Isis...........In praise of shadows............In praise of shadows..........


Ideal.

Generation X..is doin' fine....We don't care what's next..we wanna blow our mind.....Hey girl, put on your make up..it's time to wake up..you're such a pretty zombie..Hey girl, we'll smoke a cigarette..and then we'll soon forget that we were ever so ideal.....................I spy..nothin' new......Perfect..me and you.....So hey girl, put on your make up..it's time to wake up..you're such a pretty zombie..Hey girl, we'll smoke a cigarette..and then we'll soon forget, that we were ever so ideal..Ah daddy it's cryptic as cherry bomb lipstick all over your chick's dick baby...Hey girl, you look like a ghetto..dressed up in stiletto..Oh you were never so ideal never so ideal...never so ideal...never so ideal............


Graffiti Boy.

Hey there..you shake my heart up like a spray can...And when they ask me i say no man..i ain't affected at all.....Cos baby..i gotta gotta play it coola...You know i ain't nobody's fool na...you know i ain't a fool at all....Love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah..I love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah..Love, love, love my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy yeah...I'm a loser..but i got my dancin' boots on...and if you feel like havin' some fun..well i'm ready when you are.....Cos sometimes..i need a little bit of sunshine...i think, I think it would be so fine..You write my name up on the wall....Love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah..I love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah...Love, love, love my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy yeah...Out on the street..everything's sweet ah my love will go high and higher....Where are you now ?..under my feet yeah and i'm gonna walk thru fire...Swear on my heart, I know where you've been, but i'm still comin' out to get you..I knew from the start, that you were the man, from the very first day i met you....Lover rock, don't stop..lover rock, don't stop..lover rock, don't stop..lover rock, don't stop......................Love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah.......Love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah......Love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah..I love, love, love my graffiti boy yeah.. Love, love, love my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy yeah........Love, love, love my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy, my graffiti boy yeah..


Last Boy On Earth.

I wouldn't kiss your lips so sweet...if you were the last boy on earth...You never think before you speak..and you always want much more than you're worth...And i'll put you down, if you come any nearer...I ain't playin' round now can i make myself clearer ?...You don't qualify to kiss my feet..and when you think of me, i hope that it hurts...Guess i'd have to cry myself to sleep..if you were the last boy on earth...So don't come around here tryin' to persuade me...Cos i got you down, i know you'll only betray me.......Ah yeah, there was a time i might have jumped thru hoops for you..Ah yeah, but now i do whatever i wanna do..Ah yeah, so just forget that you ever kissed me..Get outta here and let me finish my whisky..cos i'll put you down, if you come any nearer..I ain't playin' round, now can i make myself clearer ?......Ah..ah..ah..ah..ah...And i'll put you down, if you come any nearer..I ain't playin' round now can i make myself clearer ?.......Not if you're the last boy..not if you're the last boy..not if you're the last boy on earth..


Home Honey I'm High

Strong black coffee, on my record machine..You say i'm crazy, yeah i know what you mean..I kick and spit like a snake..i'm dreamin' when i'm awake..i'm no one's baby so what's it to ya?...You say i'm lazy, all my heroes are dead...You need my lovin' like a shot to the head..But when you kiss me i know..you better not let me go, although my heart's singin' hallelujah.....Run baby run...i'm your setting sun...Hear my sigh...home honey i'm high..home honey i'm high......I can't walk straight, and my hair is a mess..So what ya thinkin'?..I don't know let me guess...You're gonna show me the way..well if you're ready to play, you better know how to hold on tight yeah.....Run baby run..i'm your setting sun...Hear my sigh...home honey i'm high..home honey i'm high...... ...........Home honey i'm high................................Run baby run...i'm your setting sun...Hear my sigh..home honey i'm high...Run baby run..i'm your setting sun...Hello goodbye..home honey i'm high..home honey i'm high.


Voyeur.

Hhm..hmm...hmm..hmm.....Got my hands in my pockets and a head for romance, there's a pill on my tongue..you wanna dance?..Got my hands in my pockets and a head for romance, there's a pill on my tongue..you wanna dance?..Ooh..ooh..ooh..ooh..ooh..ooh...Come on brother, i know you're dying to lose your senses..set your soul free you're the ether, man i ain't lying it's so expensive..all this beauty yeah alright..Hhhm..hmm...See the moon in my eye, so you think i'm a spy but i'm just a voyeur..you wanna fly?..See the moon in my eye, so you think i'm a spy but i'm just a voyeur..you wanna fly?...Ooh..ooh...ooh..ooh...ooh..ooh..Come on sister, you should be flying to lose your senses, set your soul free..You're the ether, man i ain't lying it's so expensive..all this beauty yeah alright...........Nothin' goes deeper than my love..Nothin' goes deeper than my love..Nothin' goes deeper than my love..Nothin' goes deeper baby.....Come on brother, i know you're dying to lose your senses, set your soul free..You're the ether, man..i ain't lying it's so expensive, all this beauty...Come on sister, you should be flying to lose your senses set your soul free..You're the ether, man i ain't lying..it's so expensive, all this beauty yeah alright..


Groupie.

Beautiful brother, my heart is on fire...Daisy chain dreamer, i'm yours and you're mine, yeah...From what i hear, it seems we're breakin' everybody's rules...But i don't mind baby, i'm easy as a day off school.......I..i wanna be your groupie..a follower of beauty...I made a t-shirt with your name on it..Ah..you fill my heart with flowers..i've been up for hours...and baby i'd do anything that you wanted..........Snow fallin' smile puts the stars on my pillow..Isn't it wild baby, i go where you go..Chasin' clouds with you so pretty in the summer sky....All i know is i'm so happy baby i could die.......I..i wanna be your groupie..a follower of beauty...I made a t-shirt with your name on it..Ah..you fill my heart with flowers..i've been up for hours....and baby i'd do anything that you wanted..I..i wanna be your groupie........I..i wanna be your groupie........I..i wanna be your groupie...........


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