Blondie Album

Based on the desire for total mobility and the serious physical pursuit
of religious freedom, the auto drove mankind further than the wheel and,
in remote areas even today,
is forbidden as a device too suspect for human conveyance.
This articulate conception has only brought us all more of the same,
thoughtlessly locked into phase two gridlock, keyed up,
on it's rims and abandoned on the expressway

Your old lover's lying in the gutter
He used to be such an all night strutter
"Oh, my heart," I heard him mutter
"Oh, my dear, it seems to flutter"
Ah, ah
It's so hard to say "No"
When the deck is stacked to only go slow
It's easy sweet to live it up
An easy street when you've had enough
Ah, ah

Darkened night, splashing light
Soft and white and so polite
Let him in, beneath the rim
Beneath the skin, your next of kin
Cleansing fire, funeral pyre
Broken wire grown inside her
Secret hush, swollen rush
It's soft and plush, it's so plush

You know it's so passe
To sleep without you every day
So easy to do your stuff
So easy to live it up

As I sit staring into this liquid amber,
ripples move out to the edge of the glass.
Is that really your reflection in there?
I just want to jump into the warm depths and be there with you,
one more time!
Oh, alright
Hit it boys

My initials sprayed across a pavement
Cut into your private interview
Talk to me now, step into my room
We'll have a word or two
If I ever had a million dollars
And if I didn't give it all to you
Would you lose interest?
Show me indifference?
Foot in another shoe?

Not very high heels
Not wearing sneakers too
A magazine ad, a printed canvas
A basic new shade blue suede shoe
Thought I'd like to have a little party
Thought I'd like to have a little do
Sure I stopped drinking but for the moment
Honey, here's looking at you

I'll stop my drinking, give you my promise true
Clean out the closet, be existential
And cast a vote for the president too
But for the action of the moment
Nothing does what it ought to do
Instant depression, I learned my lesson
Nothing that I'd rather do
Come on over my place
Can't see him sideways
Honey, here's looking at you

never give up
yeah
never give up
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

It's not the things you do
That tease and hurt me bad
But it's the way you do
The things you do to me
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
the tide is high but i'm holding on
i'm gonna be your number one
Number one,
my number one
number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait right here 'till it's my turn
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high but im holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one,
my number one
number one

evreytime that i get the feeling
you give me something to believe in
everytime that i got you near me
i know the way that i want it to be
but you know i'm gonna take chance now
i'm gonna make it happen somehow
and you know i can take the pressure
a moment to pay for a lifetime pleasure

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait right here 'til it's my turn
I'm not the kind of girl
Who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high, but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one

everytime that i get the feeling
you give me something to believe in
everytime that i got you near me
i know the way that i want it to be
but you know i'm gonna take chance now
i'm gonna make it happen somehow
and you know i can take the pressure
a moment to pay for a lifetime pleasure

the tide is high but i'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one

Afterglow in a distant row
The door is open and the lights are cold
The children come in here and they dare the ghost
Like a fire burning in a stone
Ah
Silent light in the theatre's sky
Phantom cigarette and a silent cry
The door swings open and it's cold outside
Run and hide, run and hide
Ah, ah

They can still see him singing on the corner singing songs
That never fade away, fade into the kids that come along

Memory in a silent seat
Melody on a long retreat
Like an angel on a balcony
Like an angel on a balcony
Ah, ah, ah, ah

She knew it about Route Three
Oh, she blew it, you know she could've told me
He can't say no, he can't ask why
Go through it, highway bride
He delivers, he's a roadsider
He gets no road from a back seat driver
Away we go, yes or no?
I love you honey, gimme a beer

But just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me
And I've got no defence, but it makes no difference
'Cause just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me
She does it easy, like a CB

He's hard to hold on the rolling road
He knows his rig's hot, get through that roadblock
Ten miles to go, oh, radio
She knew it, now so does he
Ah, I love you honey, gimme a beer
Ooh, go through it, come sit right here

There you are, giving candy
Making confidence with an easy eye
Easy words, oh, what a dancer
Dance you right into the corner in the fire
Do the dark apostle
Do the sidewalk hustle
Do the invisible dance
In the fire, fire, fire, fire

Walk on glass with the master
There's no question he can't answer with his eyes
What a stage, oh, what a dancer
Looks like a baby with an old man's eyes

When you break the rules and you burn your bridges
And your fingers itch and they're getting wet when you look at her
Do the dark apostle
Do the sidewalk hustle
Do the invisible dance
In the fire, fire, fire, fire

Walk on glass, walk on fire
Walk on glass, walk on fire
Walk on glass, walk on fire
Walk on glass, walk on fire

Toe to toe dancing very close
Body breathing almost comatose
Wall to wall people hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture
Back to back sacroiliac
Spineless movement and a wild attack
Face to face sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty four hour shopping in rapture
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinning I said "My My"
Flash is fast flash is cool
Francois c'est pas flashe non due
And you don't stop sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes the man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillacs Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop
You keep on eating cars
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face
Dance cheek to cheek
One to one
Man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move too slow 'cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eating bars
Yeah wall to wall
Door to door
Hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture
Be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain
Paint a train
You'll be singing in the rain
Said don't stop to the punk rock
Man to man, body muscular
Sismic decibel by the jugular
Wall to wall, tea time technology and a digital ladder
No sign of bad luck in rapture
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space where he won't have a hassle with the
human race
And you hip hop
And you don't stop
Just blast off sure shot
Because the man from Mars stopped eating cars
And eating bars
And now he only eats guitars
Get up!

Faces
Cracked for reason beyond recognition
Uh-huh
His space is
At the Palace, he sleeps for twenty five cents
Uh-huh
Now he's wiping headlights
Windshields with an old rag
It ain't nine to five
Down and dirty, he's an old tramp
He poses like a dead man
The night train passes by

Money's
Not the answer for princes and dancers
Uh-huh

He's standing under street lights
He's thinking of his old life
He lost his pretty young wife
The corner is his big plan
His brunch with Jim and jitters
Boston blue laws ain't for shitters
And newsprint is for cheaters
Cement mattress for believers

A dirty old bum
He's a dirty old bum
He can't say "Yes"
He can't forget it A dirty old bum

Now he's shooting power curves
His buddies think he's got some nerve
Mrs Face had other lovers
Her arms smothered other numbers

He freezes
Christmas season, all saints protect him
Uh-huh
His face is
Cracked for reason beyond recognition
Ah

Circle high, circle low
Jammers fly, T-birds
You show, you show, whiplash go
You show, you show, T-birds
Mighty bird
T-bird, my mighty bird

On the dot in the slot, tie the knot
On the dot timed kisses
In the slot on the dot, tie the knot
In the slot, no misses

Mighty bird
T-bird, my mighty bird
T-bird, mighty bird
Black sun conqueror

Black sun worshipper

Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot
Coil it up plumed serpent
Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot
Coil it up, my T-bird

Serpent curl
T-bird, rule the world
T-bird, mighty bird
Black sun born again

Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird

We don't wear that uniform
Paper men from pages torn
Right off the press (it could be Tass)
Suits for the regime
The media's gone and had a baby
Seventh wave, another navy
I live in America
Gridlock on the street

Tell that girl you like her badge
Tell that man you're the Nazz
Tell me you're not the last walking in parade
Dressed to test you up the road
Tighter than the lightest clothes
Close the circle, walk in row
Walking in parade

Why don't you walk like me?
Walk like me?
Walk like me?

Carrying the standard stick
And marrying the politic
You won't know tomorrow
What went down today

Look at me; I'm in tune
References around my room
Just another secret school
Another cycle going by

You, you never looked like that
Don't look like me, don't take it back
You never had a name like that
Never had a colour

Walking like a millionaire
Walking on imported air
Change the way you comb your hair
And watch what you walk under

Why don't you walk like me?
Walk like me?
Walk like me?
Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh
Heh, heh, heh

Heh, why don't you?
Why don't you walk like me?
Walk like me?

Far from day, far from night
Out of time, out of sight
In between earth and sea
We shall fly, follow me
Dry the rain, warm the snow
Where the winds never go
Follow me, follow me
Follow me

Follow me to a cave by a sapphire shore
Where we'll walk through an emerald door
And for thousands of breathless "evermore's" my life you will be

Only you, only I
World farewell, world goodbye
To our home 'neath the sea
We shall fly, follow me

Only you, only I
World farewell, world goodbye
To our home 'neath the sea
We shall fly, follow me
Follow me, follow me
Follow me, follow me

Color me your color, baby
Color me your car
Color me your color, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your color chart
I know where you're comin' from

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) my love
You can call me any day or night
Call me

Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come, I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) oh love
When you're ready we can share the wine
Call me

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, he speaks the languages of love
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, amore, chiamami, chiamami
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, appelle-moi mon cheri, appelle-moi
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day, anyway

Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) for a ride
Call me, call me for some overtime
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me in a sweet design
Call me (call me), call me for your lover's lover's alibi
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me)
Oh, call me, oo-hoo-hah
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime

Even though Jeff was worried
They weren't in a hurry
They planned a lovely honeymoon
Sue had a brand new Chevy
Conservative, in good taste
Only 30 payments due
They had outstanding tickets
They had no car insurance
But they had lots of things to do
They were getting organised
They had their plans all finalised
The date was set for Saturday

Susie and Jeffrey, they're gonna get married
They're going for a blood test

What if I don't pass my blood test?
What about our marriage licence?
What if I can't be deprogrammed?
Don't act like it's your last chance
We could have fun at the Spahn Ranch.
It's not like Gordon Avenue

Susie and Jeffrey, they're gonna get married
They're going for a blood test
Jeffrey said "Let's wait"
Sue took her foot off of the brake
He drove into a wall

Don't get excited, now don't shout!
I'll scratch your eyes out
Now we can't have our honeymoon!"
Don't touch she's my fiance!
Say, but I like the way you play
An autograph from Orson Welles

I'm a fan, here's my record
It's one we can't get programmed
We want to give to all of you
They had a little argument
Sue took her foot off of the brake
He drove the car into a wall
They had a little argument
Sue took her foot off of the brake
He drove the car into a wall
They had a disagreement
Sue took her foot off of the brake
He drove the car into a wall

Toe to toe dancing very close
Body breathing almost comatose
Wall to wall people hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture
Back to back sacroiliac
Spineless movement and a wild attack
Face to face sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty four hour shopping in rapture
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinning I said "My My"
Flash is fast flash is cool
Francois c'est pas flashe non due
And you don't stop sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes the man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillacs Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop
You keep on eating cars
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face
Dance cheek to cheek
One to one
Man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move too slow 'cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eating bars
Yeah wall to wall
Door to door
Hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture
Be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain
Paint a train
You'll be singing in the rain
Said don't stop to the punk rock
Man to man, body muscular
Sismic decibel by the jugular
Wall to wall, tea time technology and a digital ladder
No sign of bad luck in rapture
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space where he won't have a hassle with the
human race
And you hip hop
And you don't stop
Just blast off sure shot
Because the man from Mars stopped eating cars
And eating bars
And now he only eats guitars
Get up!