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Adolescent Sex (1978)
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Your confiscating transmission
For liberty, no sympathy
Don't interfere with direct invitations
She's talking of communial love

Woo-wo, woo-wo
If you had what it takes
Well, you wouldn't be afraid
But you got no ID,
No identity
You got no ID,
No identity

Don't break your heart over me, baby
Your body falls, too unpredictable
But I'm dancing
The game is up -
Your contraceptives low

Woo-wo, woo-wo
If you had what it takes
Well, you wouldn't be afraid
But you got no ID,
No identity
You got no ID,
No identity

Woo-wo, woo-wo
If you had what it takes
Well, you wouldn't be afraid
But you got no ID,
No identity

You programme, love, insatiable crime
Imprisons me - in liberty
Your chauvinism's a sensuous smile
Transmission of commercial love

Woo-wo, woo-wo
If you had what it takes
Well, you wouldn't be afraid
But you got no ID,
No identity
You got no ID,
No identity
But you got no ID,
No identity!
But you got no ID,
No identity.

. . .


Take position
And love will take a stand
That is the way it goes
No inquisition
No cynical demands
No one should ever know

Because I'm dancing
Dancing to your heart
Dancing to your heart now baby
Oh what a way to start

Well I'm trying to find
All the love we discovered
That is the way it goes

No perversion
In this unconventional love
No way I'd rather see
No diversion
In this unintentional love
No way I'd rather be

Because I'm dancing
Dancing to your heart
Dancing to your heart now baby
Oh what a way to start

. . .


Degradation takes a soul potential
The woman ain't to blame, well
Infiltrate the morning's passing hours
But love remains the same, well

I know I wish you were black
But ain't no use you pretending
She ain't ever coming back
To put you on the right track

Unamerican humour
With all-American smile
Hovers on the horizon, baby
But no-one can reply, well, well

I know I wish you were black
But ain't no use you pretending
She ain't ever coming back
To put you on the right track
To put you on the right track
To put you on the right, right, right
To put you on the right track

Breezing, breezing, she's no lover
Nobody's lover, babe!
Breezing, breezing

Satisfaction unrequited
A ghetto in your heart
Hoards of mass production baby
Is keeping us apart

I know I wish you were black
But ain't no use singing gospel
She ain't ever coming back
To put you on the right track
To put you on the right track
To put you on the right track
To put you on the right, right, right
To put you on the right track

Well, I'm trying to find
All the love we discovered
That is the way it goes

. . .


Take it easy, check me out
Take it easy, check me out

I move from the car wash
Your hands are not clean
From your fascist graffiti
I'm getting kind of tired
Descending escalators
To the heart of the subway
But you are not the only one baby, oh no
Check me out

Oh well it's getting kind of silly
Inadequate bodies are waging a war
But you better check the situation
Your mouth is open wide
But your body's too sore

Say, but you are not the only one baby
Check me out

But my performance is good
My performance is good
My performance is good
For your love
For your love
As I perform for you
Another nervous breakdown

Well nobody has to suffer
The camera ejects
From another location
Take refuge in the city
And move on down the line
Between the cradle of stations

But you are not the only one baby
Check me out

But my performance is good
My performance is good
My performance is good
For your love
For your love
As I perform for you
Another nervous breakdown

. . .


Begging, pleading lose your love to me
It's all that I need
No fool can ease my heart, my love
The way that you do
I will follow you
Lovers on main street

Well, don't forget me when you're laughing
Disbelieving in all that I said
When you're lying back to back
With your problems
Satisfaction comes slow
You will never know
Lovers on main street

But if you need somebody to love
Think of me
But if your time has come
Lovers on main street

Argumentative, self-conceited
You console all the love I possess
But you'll conceal your own misfortune
Leave heartaches behind
You can always find
Lovers on main street

. . .


Don't tell me not to live
Just sit and putter
Life's candy
And the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring a cloud around
To rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade

I'll march my band out
And I'll beat my drum
And if I'm faned out
Your turn at bat, Sir
At least I didn't fake it
Your hat, Sir
I nearly didn't make it

Maybe I'm just a rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
A cinder of a shiny apple of its eye
I've gotta fly once
I've gotta try once
Only can die once
Right, Sir

Love is juicy
Jucy and I'll say
I've gotta have my bite, Sir

Look out love
Oh babe I'm coming
Don't tell me not to march
My heart's a drummer
Who told you your're allowed
To rain on my parade

I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want I know how
One throw for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
High on the target and wham!
One shot one gun shot and bam!

Don't tell me not to live
Just sit and putter
Life's candy
And the sun's of ball of butter
Don't bring a cloud
Around to rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade

. . .


Below the cities hustle begins
Expression lost in suburban winds
Don't waste my time the way you do it
My heart on main street
My love for you

So take your turn on the love carrousel
Your time will come and I wish you well
'Cos, you've got love
Got a whole lot more
Now you got what I've been searching for, my baby

Earth wind, earth wind and fire
Cannot take me, take me much higher
Earth wind, earth wind and fire
Cannot push me, push me much higher

No slow down, a love can't wait
When time comes for you
You can't be late
We're burning love the whole night through
What I do baby, I do for you
It's coming though so
Let the wind come rushing in
I feel that soul sensation begin
'Cos you've got love
Got a whole lot more
Now you've got what I've been searching for
Come on baby

Earth wind, earth wind and fire
Cannot take me, take me much higher
Earth wind, earth wind and fire
Cannot push me, push me much higher

. . .


With the sidewalks trading love
As subway lights grow brighter
We're just another hype
But the pressure's getting harder
(get up, get up, get up take it much higher)

All lover's etiquette
Make love on first impression
And adolescent sex with juvenile intentions
(get up, get up, get up take it much higher)

Whatever gets you through the night
Just keep on dancing
Whatever gets you through the night
Just keep on dancing babe

Well the lady buys a thrill
Excitement in succession
But a heartache won't partake
In articulate obsession
Well pretty things at rest
No courtesy surprising
For love is heaven blessed
All catastrophes denying
(get up, get up, get up take it much higher)

Whatever gets you through the night
Just keep on dancing
Whatever gets you through the night
Just keep on dancing babe


Well you're out on the street
With your lover's infections
Count impossibilities by limination
And your body still damp
From your one-room apartment
And your heartache reminds me
Love's xxxxxxx any doubt
You submerge again, emerge again
Just get out the strain

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Your skin a white stained sensation
Clinical bodies won't do
And as we're pumping, pumping and resisting
Inserting love into you

Communist China
Take me to heaven
Somebody wrong
We'll through glass
In your face
Call it new propaganda
Still we've been waiting for so long

I'll take you out in the moonlight
Oblique horizons won't do
The knife in your fist
Is breaking up the white walls
Here's penetration for you

Communist China
Take me to heaven
Somebody wrong
We'll through glass
In your face
Call it new propaganda
Still we've been waiting for so long

Face to face confrontation
Personal problems for
The conversation is getting far too vicious
Impersonations won't do

Communist China
Take me to heaven
Somebody wrong
We'll through glass
In your face
Call it new propaganda
We've been waiting for

. . .


I apologize again
Time after time after time
The conversation drifts
In no general direction
And your oral love
Is keeping me from bed
And it's talking and talking
It's all you ever said
You know it's all you want
All you want

You don't fool me
You don't fool me
No surprises
No surprises
Love in the hallway
Sex on the carpet
Antagonism rising
You know you try to categorise me
'Cos it's all you ever wanted
Just it's all you want
All you want

But you're changing my love
'Cos all you want is television

No heart is infected
No damage is done
No cavity open
No body no fun
They throw shit in your face
And you smile
They throw shit in your face
And you still come up smiling
You've got nothing to believe in
The diverse, the young and the breathing
But it's all you want
All you want, all you want, all you want
They said it's all you want
All you want
(Television)

You've got blasphemy with a smile
Insomnia sleeps with you nights
You've got commercial sex appeal
In sterile black and white
You got glorious colourless motion
From reel to reel you run
Nocturnal television
Internal sanctum
But it's all you want
It's all you want

But you're changing my love
'Cos all you want is television

(Television)
All night and day
It's all you ever wanted
You got glorious colourless motion
From reel to reel you run
Nocturnal television
Nocturnal television
It's on all night and day
All night and day
All night and day
Your fucking television
It's all you ever wanted

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