Savage Garden (1995)

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Tang

Hey you uptown jam-house mama

Such a superfly

Days go in dusty dreams

Nights with Doctor White

C-jams in Cadillacs

Help you to get your wings tonite

Number 3 takes to paradise

With the genuine snowbird eyes

I could see really easily

You got a monkey on your back

You ainít no better than a rat on crack

I could see really easily

Your tang is hungry

So hungry for that

Nose-candy, nose-candy

 

How to make your love come down without

Sonic dynamite

White girl youíve gone too low

School boys calliní you Lady Snow

I could see...

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I can tell ya whatcha wanna

Youíre an uptown mama

Wanna-wanna-wanna

Superfly mama

Demolition Derby

 

She got a sweet funky power machine

Shininí chrome if you know what I mean

Speediní the ride up to 99

Drive me on baby thru the Ďlectric nite

Like a sweet ass-kickiní love machine

 

GOINí DOWN ON THE DEMOLITION DERBY

Straight outta Hell

GOINí DOWN ON THE DEMOLITION DERBY

Honey you can tell yeah

 

Well she rides like a motor-psycho speed queen

Hell on wheels if you know what I mean

Pierciní the nite down on the 69

Drive me on baby at the speed of light

Like a sweet supersonic sex machine

 

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Always

 

Come and get me sucker bite down

One step more and Iíll blow your head around

I ainít got nothing for you

Better believe what Iím telliní you

Iíve been runniní thru the world with a gun in my back

Never got a ride in a Cadillac

Now look out scum here I come

Down to kill like a son of a gun

 

You can try to tell me what is right or wrog

It so easy to see thru you

 

Iíll do - ALWAYS - DO WHAT I WANT!

 

I never ever learned at school

To play their rules

Unlike all those jackass fools

Standiní blind in the line

They got their heads from the same mould

And doiní exactly as theyíre told

But hey that ainít for me

Still at war with apathy

 

Doncha try to tell me what is right or wrong

ĎCuz it so easy to see thru you

 

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Get It Off

 

Hey whatís a matter with you

Why doncha dance or groove

Is it something in the air

Bless my soul but save your prayer

Life ainít feeliní real

When youíre so down

Come outta your shell girl

Letís paint the town

 

Sometimes your life ainít a bed

Bed of Roses

When in Rome they say

You gotta do as the Romans do hey babe

 

CíMON CíMON LETíS GET IT OFF

CíMON CíMON LETíS GET IT OFF NOW

CíMON CíMON LETíS GET IT OFF

CíMON CíMON YEAH

 

Hey sugar watcha tryiní to do

Ainít ya gonna give the Devil his dues

Canít you hear what I say

Keep your motor moviní all the way - hey

 

Sometimes...

 

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Ghettoway Car

 

I wasnít born for this drab city life

Never gonna work from 9 to 5

A voice telling me deep inside

I donít belong to this world of suit and tie

Who lives only for bread and circuses

I need more than just MTV

There ainít no future of any kind

`Cuz we ainít got a one-way ticket to ride

 

We got to GETAWAY from the GHETTOWAY CAR

I got to GETAWAY from the GHETTOWAY CAR

I got to GETAWAY from the GHETTOWAY CAR

I got to gotta gotta gotta GETAWAY!

 

They try to get you dead or alive

I wouldnít sell my soul for a dime

I need a chance that never get

Still got in me some self-respect

Mr. Corruption rules the City of Sin

Born to lose but I never give in

You better act on my advice

Fuck that one-way ticket you ride

 

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Motor City Resurrection

 

The cityís the bitch

Weíre its misfit kids

Raised on the streets

When we cut honey

We bleed

Danciní on the dead beat

 

MOTOR CITY RESURRECTION HONEY

MOTOR CITY RESURRECTION

 

Shootiní up lika

Shit outta luck

Liviníon the Chinese Rocks

You cannot choose

The way you lose

City wolves preyiní upon you

 

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Lady Luck

 

You keep on sayiní that you donít like my playiní

You can deal the cards anyway you want honey

You can roll the dice you can roll it twice

Better leave love on its own device

 

I wasnít born under the lucky star

Iím a gambler loveís the game

Iím gonna get you no matter what it takes

 

LADY LUCK

Youíre a lipstick junkie

LADY LUCK

You made me a love-sick monkey

 

Play your cards smarter throw your dice harder

Youíre playiní for high stakes doncha realize it honey

Luckyís so blind and weíre runniní out of time

Wheel of fortune stops in you in my one-track mind

 

I wasnít...

 

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Mr. Pain

 

Lights out all night

Iíve been lying there

Shiveriní and shakiní

Heart full of fear

Everythingís gettiní much too clear

Lifeís a bitch

I just let you too near

 

On and on this beat is gettiní much too strong

Higher and higher the flames burniní higher

I took the self-destruction desire

 

P-A-I-N  MR. PAIN

Takes you like a hot summer rain

 

Iím seeiní snakes

And feeliní stone dead

Spiders and roaches danciní in my head

All fucked-up in the hospital bed

Fire queen nursie

Paint the town red

 

On and on...

 

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I need a fix Ďní a kiss

Canít get worse than this

Everybodyís so slow

Iím goiní much too fast

 

Velvet Touch

 

The autumn came

Took you away

I never expected you to stay

Black tears falliní

In the cold rain

 

I woke up one night

To the darkest dream

Your pretty ghost whisperiní to me

Just one drop

And Iíll give you Eternity

 

IíM LOOKINí AT YOU

IíM LOOKINí FOR LOVE

NEVER GET ENOUGH

WHEN PUSH COMES TO SHOVE

 

Try to look at me

Tell me what you see

You let fantasy become reality

When the night is calliní

Pretty baby screams

 

I buried my heart

Into the deepest seas

When the blood runs cold I feel hot in heat

The red moon risiní

Over you and me

 

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I never believed we would meet again

Start it all over till the very end

Gimme velvet touch gimme a kiss

KISS OF DEATH

 

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Smashed'n'trashed

 

Baby baby baby let me pick your cherry

Go star-gaziní on yer back

To crack a Judyís teacup Iíll give you a little upshot

Doncha say your mamaís cominí back

I may be too upside down

On your dead-end street

But youíve got that love so deep

Itís gonna be a double-event for you and me

 

CANíT GET THRU

2 SMASHED 2 TRASHED

 

I canít help myself born to raise hell

Doiní that bone dance much too well

Been to Mexico been to Jericho

Been so blind as a boiled owl

I canít feel no pain

Now Iím right outta my brain

Donít know the way back home

Likkered up and laid to the bone

 

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