Fake out Fake in Fake it to me What is fake? Fake T.V. Land of a thousand fake outs Fake worse than death In Buenos Aires In Buenos Aires Fake out
Can we do that? Can we do that? I'm def I'm def I'm def I'm listening to the radio Got a job as a test pilot Yes I got a job as a test pilot I'm def
Can I have this last dance, my darling? Can I have this last dance with you? I wanna dance the whole night tonight And can I have this last dance, my
The mirror on the wall Won't talk to me at all Now that I have everything The place inside the frame Just doesn't look the same Now that I have everything
The famous person wears the same size water skis as me She's got three cars, as many years I've lived in this city Her hair is blond and mine is brown
Hi, we're the Replacements (hi) Hi, we're the Replacements (hi) Hi, we're the Replacements (hi) And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band (we're playing
There has been a spacecraft sighted Flying high above the sky Sirens declare there's one among us from Venus Volunteers, we need volunteers Soldiers
The water running down that pipe Looks like a snake to me By "Doc's Sugar Bowl" my coffee gets cold Because I don't want to see that I've got no one
I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage Called the blood of the exploited working class But they've overcome their shyness Now they're calling
A claw is a claw And, and, and nobody has seen a, a talking claw Nobody has seen a talking claw Unless, unless that claw is the famous, the famous Unless
What do you think-what do you make out of that recording? I don't know, Gloria, I just- Some kind of singing. They sound like all kinds of people, right
There's a knock at the door that I adore There's a face at the window, a smiling yellow face There's a knock at the door And if I were at home they'd
Sometimes I feel like being wispy And once in a while I feel like being dry But we're doomed and we're drowned by this feeling we surround So I hope
Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's
We?re the sun that lights the sky We?re the winter in your mind The love that lives inside We?re the litter on the breeze We?re the winter in your mind
Blues street winds its way among these buildings blending with the cars and the concrete I can see my people as they hang outside their windows staring
Freedom ring, freedom ring, jubilee, oh my land Oh glad day, oh my land, hear our cry, freedom ring Oh glad day, oh my land, jubilee, jubilee
on his ol' toe Threw away his crutch and hollered hey here we go Well it's hail hail the gang's all here for the Alabama Jubilee You oughta see