Gang of Four Album

At home he feels like a tourist
At home he feels like a tourist
He fills his head with culture
He gives himself an ulcer
He fills his head with culture
He gives himself an ulcer

Down on the disco floor
They make their profit
From the things they sell
To help you cover
All the rubbers you hide
In your top left pocket

At home she's looking for interest
At home she's looking for interest
She said she was ambitious
So she accepts the process
She said she was ambitious
So she accepts the process

Down on the disco floor
They make their profit
From the things they sell
To help you cob off
And the rubbers you hide
In your top left pocket

Two steps forward
(Six steps back)
(Six steps back)
(Six steps back)
(Six steps back)
Small step for him
(Big jump for me)
(Big jump for me)
(Big jump for me)
(Big jump for me)

At home she feels like a tourist
At home she feels like a tourist
She fills her head with culture
She gives herself an ulcer
Why make yourself so anxious
You give yourself an ulcer

The change will do you good
I always knew it would
Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you
But I know it's only lust

Your kiss so sweet
Your sweat so sour
Your kiss so sweet
Your sweat so sour

Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you
But I know it's only lust
The sins of the flesh
Are simply sins of lust

Sweat's running down your back
Sweat's running down your neck
Heated couplings in the sun (Or is that untrue?)
Colder couplings in the night (Never saw your body)

Your kiss so sweet
Your sweat so sour
Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you
But I know it's only lust

The change will do you good
I always knew it would
You know the change will do you good
You know the change will do you good

Damaged goods, send 'em back
I can't work, I can't achieve, send me back
Open the till, give me the change you said would do me good
Refund the cost, you said you're cheap but you're so smart

Your sweat so sour
Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you
But I know it's only lust

The change will do you good
I always knew it would
You know the change will do you good
You know the change will do you good

I'm kissing you goodbye
I'm kissing you goodbye
I'm kissing you goodbye
I'm kissing you goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure
Ideal love, a new purchase
A market of the senses

Dream of the perfect life
Economic circumstances
The body is good business
Sell out, maintain the interest

Remember Lot's wife
Renounce all sin and vice
Dream of the perfect life
This heaven gives me migraine

The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure

Coercion of the senses
We are not so gullible
Our great expectations
A future for the good

Fornication makes you happy
No escape from society
Natural is not in it
Your relations are of power

We all have good intentions
But all with strings attached

Repackaged sex keeps your interest
Repackaged sex keeps your interest
Repackaged sex keeps your interest
Repackaged sex keeps your interest
Repackaged sex keeps your interest
Repackaged sex keeps your interest

The problem of leisure
What to do for pleasure
Ideal love, a new purchase
A market of the senses

Dream of the perfect life
Economic circumstances
The body is good business
Sell out, maintain the interest

Remember Lot's wife
Renounce all sin and vice
Dream of the perfect life
This heaven gives me migraine

This heaven gives me migraine
This heaven gives me migraine

No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world
History lives on the books at home
The books at home

It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men

The past lives on in your front room
The poor still weak, the rich still rule
History lives in the books at home
The books at home

It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men

The past lives in the books at home
No weak men in the books at home
History lives in the books at home
The books at home

It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men
It's not made by great men

Woke up this morning desperation a. m
What I've been saying won't say them again
My head's not empty, it's full with my brain
The thoughts I'm thinking
Like piss down a drain

And I feel like a beetle on its back
And there's no way for me to get up
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch

Ought to control what I do to my mind
Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind
Only yesterday I said to myself
The things I'm doing are not good
For my health

"Love crops up quite a lot as something to sing about
Cos most groups make most of their songs about falling in love
Or how happy they are to be in love
You occasionally wonder why these groups do sing about it all the time -
It's because these groups think there's something very special about it
Either that or else it's because everybody else sings about it and always has
You know to burst into song you have to be inspired
And nothing inspires quite like love

These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone
By singing about love because apparently everyone has or can love
Or so they would have you believe anyway
But these groups seem to go along with what, the belief
That love is deep in everyone's personality
I don't think we're saying there's anything wrong with love
We just don't think that what goes on between two people
Should be shrouded with mystery."

Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch

Head away from the years
You're on the price list
Head away from the years
You're on the price list
Head away from the years
You're on the price list

Everything will stop your new changing
The grid will be filled
Go to Scotland, no obligation
We'll send you an invitation

We'll send you an inside shower
We'll send you an inside shower

It's on the market
You're on the price list
It's on the market
You're on the price list
It's on the market
You're on the price list

In the spring who can say?
Please send me evenings and weekends
Shared by with the weeks
Please send me evenings and weekends

Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends

Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends
Please send me evenings and weekends

Items daily press views to suppress
Subject story on the front page suffering from suffrage
Title unsung heroine of Britain position to attain
Housewife heroines addicts to their homes
It's her factory it's her duty it's her factory
Paternalist journalist
He gives them sympathy because they're not men
Scrubbing floors they're close to the earth
In a man's world they're not men
In a man's world because they're not men x4
In a man's world in a man's world
A little of a lot keeps them happy
Avoid the answers but keep them snappy
That's all

This wheel spins letting me off
It's not the lack of trying
Can't put my finger on it

You can't help being hard up
Can't trust the gods we trusted
Don't think that's any insurance

Could I be happy with something else
I need something to fill my time
Could I be happy with someone else
I need someone to fill my time

This wheel spins letting me off
These doubts and nagging worries
Nothing to work towards

This demon on my back
Preaches the razors cut
The hope that does not fade

Could I be happy with something else
I need something to fill my time
Could I be happy with someone else
I need someone to fill my time

This wheel spins letting me off
It's not the lack of trying
Can't put my finger on it

You can't help being hard up
Can't trust the gods we trusted
Don't think that's any insurance

Could I be happy with something else
I need something to fill my time
Could I be happy with someone else
I need someone to fill my time

Could I be happy with something else
I need something to fill my time
Could I be happy with someone else
I need someone to fill my time

What we want's not what we get

PARALYSED

Blinkered, paralysed
Flat on my back

They say our world is built on endeavor
That every man is for himself
Wealth is for the one that wants it
Paradise, if you can earn it

History is the reason
I'm washed up

Blinkered, paralysed
Flat on my back

My ambitions come to nothing
What I wanted now just seems a waste of time
I can't make out what has gone wrong
I was good at what I did


And I'm the dupe

Education is their business
Women to know that they are equal

Why work for love if it shows no profit
You'll only earn emotional losses
Wasting time a hole in the wallet

There is only one condition
Stay in bed or in the kitchen

Better not (you'll only earn emotional losses)
Disrupt their passions

Mirror reflect their teaching
Make up makes up for your nature

Make up makes up for your nature
You're for seeing and not for hearing
Their commands are in your interest

Why work for love if it shows no profit
You'll only earn emotional losses
Wasting times a hole in the wallet

Their commands are your interest
There is only one condition
You're for seeing and for the taking

Why work for love if it shows no profit
You'll only earn emotional losses
Wasting times a hole in the wallet

Better not (you'll only earn emotional losses)
Disrupt their passions

Education is their business
Women to know that they are equal
There is only one condition
Stay in bed or in the kitchen

(I need a cheeseburger to go)

I move from one place to the next
I hope they keep down the price of gas
I shoot fast while you're talking dollars
see how I will run the table
I won't see my dollar go where they rig it
high numbers, low numbers, 8 ball break

the last cent is coming out of his head
to be honest or a son like his own
and all this changed, we're sure of the rides
the old country's in the back of his mind
I hope his home is somewhere you go to sleep
high numbers, low numbers, 8 ball break

no classes in the u s of a
improve yourself the choice is yours
work at your job, you can make it pay
make friends quick, buy them beer
you never know when you're gonna lose them
high numbers, low numbers, 8 ball break

I'm at the wheel of the company truck
on the road and all alone
sometimes I think "money is my only goal"
it makes me sad
work on up another four miles
coffee, fries and a cheeseburger

In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks well there's no charge
In this land right now some are insane a million charge
To hell with poverty we'll get drunk on cheap wine
To hell with poverty the check will arrive we'll turn the Boast again
To hell with poverty the check will arrive we'll turn to Boast again
In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks and There's no charge
In this land right now some are insane a million charge
To hell with poverty we'll get drunk on cheap wine
To hell with poverty

[No lyrics]

Call me up, If I'm home
Don't say too much, I might be upset
Let us agree to differ
We're consumed by competition

Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)
Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)

Call me up, if I'm alone
I don't like to spend too much time on my own
I need to have diversion
Consume me with a new passion

Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)
Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)

We are all in competition
Better move fast gobble up your dinner
Take a tip - get hip!
It's not so bad in the promised land
It's not so bad in the promised land
It's not so bad in the promised land
How do I fill my days?
A force called "Hard Cash" moves my feet

We are all in competition
It's the one thing that is simple
We are all in competition
It's not so bad in the promised land

Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)
Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)

Children of the pleasure culture
Who must be grateful for what we've got
Happy smiles in sunny climes
So don't upset the ice-cream cart

Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)
Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)
Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)
Having fun is my reason for living
(Give me a break)

Take me, dance with me
I want to be
Everything a man should be

Their world is shrinking
But as they dance the dollar is falling
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Their world is shrinking
But as they dance the dollar is falling
Do you love me?

No longer on my own
Secure, I smile
Now I am a man
I understand
And I am complete

Their world is shrinking
But as they dance the dollar is falling
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Their world is shrinking
But as they dance the dollar is falling
Do you love me?

Take me, dance with me
Dance
To the tension of a world on the wane
I shuffle around on wooden boards
Now no longer afraid

I will be a good boy, I said
I will be a good boy

When I was in my mother's womb
Social structure seemed a simple thing
After birth I cursed my luck
Then went down to breakfast

What I know fills me up
It is an everlasting cup
What I believe will never change
My consolation for the night

Mother had for me an egg
I understood the relations of production
She always provided for me
That's where I lost my naivet?BR>
Stability is in my mind
I associate with my kind
Charity, it fills my heart
To help the poor in Africa

Good, yes, you've done well
Here is a small prize
The history of the world
Good, yes, you've done well
Here is a small prize
The history of the world
Good, yes, you've done well
Here is a small prize
The history of the world

Good, yes, you've done well
Here is a small prize
The history of the world
Good, yes, you've done well
Here is a small prize
The history of the world
Good, yes, you've done well
Here is a small prize
The history of the world

Time with my girl I spent it well
I had to be strong for my woman
(You must be joking, O man you must be joking)
She needed to be protected

The good life was so elusive
Handouts, they got me down
I had to regain my self-respect
So I got into camouflage

The girls they love to see you shoot

I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform

To have ambitions was my ambition
But I had nothing to show for my dreams
Time with my girl I spent it well
(You must be joking, O man you must be joking)

The good life was so elusive
Handouts, they got me down
I had to regain my confidence
So I got into camouflage

The girls they love to see you shoot

I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform

I need an order
(Shoot, shoot)
I need an order
(Shoot, shoot)
I need an order
(Shoot, shoot)
I need an order
(Shoot, shoot)

To have ambition
Was my ambition
Time with my girl I spent it well
(You must be joking, O man you must be joking)

The girls they love to see you shoot
The girls they love to see you shoot

I love a man in a uniform
I love a man in a uniform
(They love to see you shoot)
I love a man in a uniform

The girls they love to see you shoot
I love a man in a uniform
(They love to see you shoot)

The girls they love to see you shoot
I love a man in a uniform
(They love a... they love a... they love a...)
(They love to see you shoot)

The girls they love to see you shoot
(Bang bang you're dead)
I love a man in a uniform
(They love a... they love a... they love a... bang bang)
(They love to see you shoot)

The girls they love to see you shoot
I love a man in a uniform
(They love a... they love a... they love a... bang bang)
(They love to see you shoot)

The girls they love to see you shoot
(Bang bang you're dead)
I love a man in a uniform
(They love a... they love a... they love a... bang bang)
(They love to see you shoot)

The girls they love to see you shoot
(Bang bang you're dead)
(They love a... they love a... they love a...)
(I love a man in a uniform)

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

Everybody is in too many pieces
No-man's-land surrounds our desires
To crack the shell we mix with others
Some lie in the arms of lovers

The city is the place to be
With no money you go crazy
I need an occupation!
You have to pay for satisfaction

We live as we dream, alone
To crack the shell we mix with the others
Some flirt with fascism
Some lie in the arms of lovers

We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone

We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone

Everybody is in too many pieces
No-man's-land surrounds me!
With no money we'll all go crazy
(we apologize)

Man and woman need to work
It helps us define ourselves
We were not born in isolation
But sometimes it seems that way

We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone

We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone

We live as we dream, alone
The space between our work and its product
Some fall into fatalism
As if it started this way

We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone

We live as we dream, alone
(We live as we dream, alone)
We live as we dream, alone
(We were not born in isolation)
We live as we dream, alone
(But sometimes it seems that way)

(The space between our work and its product)

We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone
(As if it always must be this way)
We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone
We live as we dream, alone
(With no money we'll all go crazy)