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Nuclear war,
on the dance floor
Nuclear war
on the dance floor
Electric Six is on time
Electric lovin a sex crime
Your a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
You can do a lot of things with that.
Nuclear War
on the dance floor
Nuclear war
on the dance floor
Solo
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Well nobody wants to burn in hell
But everybody's got a soul to sell
When I was young my mama gave me some advice
She said boy don't you know everybody's got a price?
I'll make lots of money, I'll make more money than you
I'll drive around in my limo that's what I was born to do
And I might like you better if we fuck together
If its not to be noted I got somethin' better for ya:
Naked pictures, of your mother
Naked pictures of your mother
Naked pictures, of your mother GO!
So low
I dropped the bomb on Japan
I was a hostage in Iran
I'm the ugly American
Now, I'm a government man
A government man!
And I'll make lots of money, I'll make more money than you
I'll drive around in my limo that's what I was born to do
And I might like you better if we fuck together
If its not to be noted I got somethin' better for ya:
Naked pictures, of your mother
Naked pictures of your mother
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She's a model and she's looking good
I'd like to take her home with me that's understood
She plays hard to get, she smiles from time to time
It only takes a camera to change her mind
She's going out tonight but drinking just champagne
And she has been checking nearly all the men
She's playing her game and you can hear them say
She is looking good, for beauty we will pay
She's posing for consumer products now and then
For every camera she gives the best she can
I saw her on the cover of a magazine
Now she's a big success, I want to meet her again
Yes yes
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From the desert came the ocean
From the ocean came the moon
From California, computer
Do a dance for me computer
Make love to me computer
Make a baby computer
I don't want no virtual landscape
or Windows 95
I just want someone to talk to
I'm not looking for a loser
Computer abuser
My machine won't let me
These machines were never meant for love
These machines were never meant to be girls
These machines are just machines that want me
For a machine!
From the desert came the ocean
From the ocean came the moon
From California
Computer!
These machines were never meant for love
These machines were never meant to be girls
These machines are just machines that want me
For a machine!
These machines were never meant for love
These machines were never meant to be girls
These machines are just machines that want me
For a machine!
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I met a man with a most peculiar name
MC Sucka DJ!
He says he's gonna save the planet
He's got a 12-gauge
and a foolproof plan
So crazy man
it might just work out
Boy lend me your ear
I'm gonna tell you what it's all about
He said "Son I need a man
not just any man
a good man.
Someone to be a Robin to my Batman.
There comes a time in the life of a man to take a stand."
So he put his gun in my hand
I told my wife I loved her very much
She knows
Got to go and give everyone my love
I'm about to start a revolution
MC Sucka DJ's gonna find a solution
MC Sucka DJ!
MC Sucka DJ!
Got on a plane to LA
Me, and MC Sucka DJ
South Central LA
Straight to the city of Compton, CA
with my mind on my money
my money on my mind
Drinking up my 40 O Z
yeah you know me
We don't negotiate
we don't deliberate
We do most of our talking with our .38's
Running from death row
Domo Arigato, Mr Roboto
We do what we do
we won't not do it
Our will is a wall
and you can't shoot through it
I came to get down
I came to get down
MC Sucka DJ dropped a bomb on your town
MC Sucka DJ
MC Sucka DJ
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Japanese, Chinese, it's all the same
I can't tell Corey Feldman from Corey Haim
I'm dying in the dark
Come illuminate me in love
Come illuminate me in love
We can throw your man
in the trunk of my car
Throw his body down the river
keep his head in a jar
You're burning me up
Girl you come to immolate me tonight
you come to immolate me
I had fire in my hands
and now it's in the hands of some other man
I'm doing fine, don't worry about me
I've got 47 channels on my tv
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I ride a taxi
To nowhere
And as soon as I get out
I'm gonna be alone
I'm in the backseat
Dyin'
I can't remember anything at all
Except the day that she left me
Except the day that she left me alone to die
WEEEEEEEEEEEE
It's the tuxedo
I'm wearin'
That gets me where I want to go
It's the illusion of money
That brings be home
I ride a taxi
To nowhere
A taxi
To nowhere
And as soon as I get out I'm gonna be alone
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You wanna go where the bad girls go
You wanna see what my love can be
And now you're beggin' on your knees
little child, little sister
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of my love
You wanna go where you might get hurt
feel my hand moving up your skirt
and now you're getting kind of high
little mama, little darling
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of my love
Turn those machines back on
Turn those machines back on
Turn those machines back on
Turn those machines back on
Oh, don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of the robot
Don't be afraid of my love
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Constellations on my mind
Gonna take it in your sweet time
I was thinking of the girl
And she was floating over the world
And
I want to touch you
I want to feel you
I want to be inside of you
And
I want to do everything to you I can
Cause I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
I'm on acid
I'm on acid tonight
Singin'
Yeah
I'm on acid
Tonight
Yeah
I'm on acid
Tonight
Constellations on my mind
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Is your money an issue?
Do you lay awake at night?
Are you afraid of the devil?
Is your waistline too tight?
Is it carcinogenic?
Is it fat free?
Did OJ do it?
Well?
Did OJ do it?
Well?
Brother you're not alone
Cause we're all a bunch of happy clones
I've got a final solution
You can send your body to science
You can send your body to science
You can send your body to science
Science!
Hey you
I like you
And there's something we can do
Let's roll around and make a baby
Me too!
I'm like you
I'm a sentimental fool
Let's roll around and make a baby!
Let's hold hands and run around!
Let's hold hands and run around!
Let's hold hands and run around!
Let's hold hands and run around!
Run around!
Everbody get with the program
Send your body to science!
I've got a final solution
you can sell your soul to the devil!
Are you afraid of the devil?
Are you afraid of the devil?
Yes!
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A short introduction of the members of the band
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I've lived through plagues
and insurrections baby
And I've been accountable
for every virgin sacrifice
And I am the knife
I am the seizure
I am the one who leaves you cryin' at night
I am the knife
And I am the push
I am the witness
I am the horror
I am the knife
And I got this jacket
yeah I got this really cool leather jacket baby
I want to put my arms around you
like a game show host
And I am the knife
I am the sadness
I am the truth
I am the love
I am the knife
And I am the cut
I am the witness
I am the bloody glove
I am the knife
Hey hey hey!
Oy oy oy!
Oooooooooo
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I am Detroit you are New York
I think it's time that we talked baby
This is Detroit calling New York
I think it's time that we talked baby
It takes two to tango
We're partners in crime on the dance floor
called America!
I am Detroit you are LA
We drew a line in the sand
This is Detroit calling LA
I've got a gun in my hand
It takes two to tango
we're partners in crime on the dance floor
called America!
I am Detroit you are Mars
I am Detroit you are Mars
You got red sand
I got cars
I am Detroit you are Mars
I send my signal into outer space
Calling Mars, calling Mars, I am America!
Spoken
At lot of that, I believe, is just plain racism. Every previous mayor drove around in limosines and I don't remember any of them with their ass hanging out. White people find it extremely hard to live in an environment that they don't control. That means more room at the top for blacks, and there ain't no shortage of blacks out there behind them garbage trucks. It's very common, or fairly common to have poltitical figures that aren't married and who are messing around with some gal. To have Joyce Cowell(??) referred to as "my girlfriend and shit like that" is not a common political practice. Is anybody listening to me?
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I lost control
Of my rock and roll
I lost control
Of my rock and roll
And do you think a boy like me
Could have a chance with a girl like you
I like the night life,
do you like the night life?
I like to party,
do you like to party?
I like my body,
do you like my body?
I lost control
Of my rock and roll
I lost control
Of my rock and roll
And now they're running me out of town
Now they're running me all around
And do you think a boy like me
Could have a chance with a girl like you
I like the night life,
do you like the night life?
I like to party,
do you like to party?
I like my body,
do you like my body?
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When I was young I knew everything
And she a punk who rarely ever took advice
Now I'm guilt-stricken sobbin' with my head on the floor
Stopped a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice, no...
Can't be held responsible
She was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place
For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen
My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her
His girl took a week's worth of valium and slept
And now he's guilt-stricken sobbin' with his head on the floor
Thinks about her now and how he never really wept he said
Can't be held responsible
She was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place
For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen
hey yeah yeah yeah yeah
hey yeahhhhhhh
hey yeah yeah yeah yeahhhhhh
We tried to wash our hands of all of this
We'd never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt-stricken sobbin' with our heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip we'd say...
Can't be held responsible
She was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place
For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen
For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen
We were merely freshmen
We were only freshmen
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I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
I'm a demon and I love rock and roll
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Don't ask too many questions
my son
You might not like what you find
There's tiny little men
held against their will
held against their will tonight
There's tiny little men
held against their will
held against their will yeah
Well the weatherman says there's a storm on the loosh-ah tonight
Take cover my dear!
There's tiny little men
held against their will
held against their will tonight
There's tiny little men
held against their will
held against their will yeah
HOW!
There's tiny little men
held against their will
held against their will tonight
There's tiny little men
held against their will
held against their will tonight
Tiny little men!
held against their will
held against their will tonight
There's tiny little men
held against their will
held against their will yeah
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What a love this is
You've gotta love what a love this is
Did I say you could look at me?
Quit lookin' at me!
You know the drill
You know how it goes
I want to see you strip now
SO TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
I bought a love dummy
I bought a hand
Sometimes it's hard to be a man
You know the drill
You know how it goes
I wanna see you strip now
SO TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
1-2-3-4 TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES!
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You!
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
I wanna take you to a gay bar,
gay bar, gay bar.
Let's start a war, start a nuclear war,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Waah,
At the gay bar.
Now tell me, do ya, a do ya have any money?
I wanna spend all your money,
at the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
I've got something to put in you,
At the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar.
Hah!
You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Yeah you're a superstar at the gay bar.
You're a superstar at the gay bar.
Superstar.
Super, superstar!
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I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
and....
I know karate
and I know how to get things done
When the dust clears
I'll be the only one standing
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
and...
I know your number
and I know that you're all alone
and I intend to keep calling
and keep calling
and keep calling
huh!
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
I am the Terminator
Love devastator
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