1.3rd Of June
Lyricist:Dadomo, Scabies, Sensible, Vanian, Ward
This is the third of June, nineteen eighty eight
A highly unimportant day
Some airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over
Manhattan
In a downtown far away, Mr. Toomy, our face in a crowd
The city was slow and tired
The wall street boys wearing their ties around their neck
Like boxers towels after a fight
Mr. Toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face, took off his jacket and stepped on it
Who's that, what's that, what do you mean
I'll never know where I lost my dream
Who's that, what's that, gimme your name
Third of June, end of game
No looking to the right
No looking to the left
Lenny is a target, always on track
Lenny is a target, nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Ruins of a childs old fantasy
Ruins of a child was Miami
Lenny is a target, nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Who's that, what's that, what do you mean
I'll never know when I lost my dream
Who's that, what's that, gimme your name
Third of June, end of game
Mr. Toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face
Took off his jacket
Put it on the pavement
Stepped on it
And started preaching like a monk from another world
After some minutes, he had a little crowd
Which disappeared when a police car passed by slowly
Like rolling gloom
And Mr. Toomy throws his voice 'til he was the only one in the
area
At this early night of June third, nineteen eighty eight
Who's that, what's that, what do you mean
I'll never know when I lost my dream
Who's that, what's that, gimme your name
Third of June, end of game
2.Blazing Saddles
Lyricist:Boris Blank
The summertime has gone
You'll never ever be alone
You are my sun
All the strangers in time
Please call me later tonight
'Cause I'm waiting for love
The summertime has gone
You'll never ever be alone
You are my sun
In the darkness of time
The night is so long
You'll never ever be alone
The summertime has gone
You'll never ever be alone
When you are cryin'
And the moon starts to shine
Please take my hand
Into the ocean of love
The summertime has gone
You'll never ever be alone
When you are smilin'
And the moon starts to shine
'Cause tonight is so long
You'll never ever be alone
The summer night has gone
You'll never ever be alone
You are my sun
All the strangers in time
Please call me later tonight
'Cause I'm waiting for love
The summertime has gone
You'll never ever be alone
You are my sun
In the darkness of night
The night is so long
You'll never ever be alone
3.Of Course I M Lying
Lyricist:Blank Boris, Meier Dieter
Her name was Julie
When she took me on a ride in her old Chevrolet
Straight into a dusty sundown
I knew she was gonna make up one of her stories
And then she couldn't believe that I told her
How much I love her lies
And how much I love her games
Riding on the highway
You're going much too far
You're lying so much better
When you drive a car
You're lying 'til the sundown
So look into my face
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
I love your games, I love your lies
I love your games, look in my eyes
Don't believe, I'm worried
When you're playing all these games
I love your lies just hold me tight
I got no one to blame
You're lying, I'm buying
I'm buying every word
I love your lies, I love your games
Take me to the ballroom
We're dancing through the night
I'm in your arms, I love your lies
They make me feel so light
You're lying to your shadow
So look into my face
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
Julie stopped her car
The sun had gone
And left one of these dark red skies
She looked in my eyes
And with a smile in her face she said
'Of course I'm lying, but I think I love you'
Take me on the highway
You're going much too far
You're lying even better
When you drive a car
You're lying 'til the sundown
So look into my face
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
(I love it)
You're lying
I love your games, I love your lies
I love your games, look in my eyes
Take me in your arms
And hold me tight just for tonight
I need no drugs I love your lies
You hide me from the night
You're lying, I'm buying
I'm buying every word
I love your lies, I love your games
4.The Race
Lyricist:Boris Blank, Dieter Meier
Shout
(Shout)
Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on it's way
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about he knew he couldn't wait
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do?
I need it and I'm ready and I haven't got a clue
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away
This is the race
Why?
Burn
Shout
Lies
Give me the race
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about he knew he couldn't wait
I need this race
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do?
I need it and I'm ready and I haven't got a clue
Any track is turning but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on it's way
This is the race
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is Billy McKloski from Palm Springs reporting for NBC
Sports of America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race on
A hot sunny afternoon here in California
On the fast lane of the street I'm driving
Sometimes, somewhere, I'm arriving
Every day and every night
Why?
I need this race
Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Count on me I'm gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Race in my head
5.Tied Up
Lyricist:Boris Blank, Dieter Meier
Tied up, tied up
Tied up, tied up
Tied up, tied up
Gulemo dilemma
Gulemo dilemma
Tie me up, the city heat
Bring the bell, go down the street
Tie me up to the babaumba beat
Try to beat, try to fight
Take me back into the ring tonight
Shake it up, beat down the beat
Shake it up to the babaumba heat
It's the african queen, we got the summer night grand
It's the african queen, the hottest lady in town
It's the african queen, who keeps me on my feet
It's the african queen, the babaumba beat
All you need is love
Take my heart
And hold me tight forever, forever
Bombo-yo, ko ko ko bombo ya
Bombo-yo, ko ko ko bombo ya
Bombo-yo, ko ko ko bombo ya
Ring the bell
Roll down the street
Tie me up into the city heat
Take me guys, keep up the beat
Bring the bell into the city heat
Tied up, tied up
Tied up, tied up
Tied up, tied up
Gulemo dilemma
Gulemo dilemma
Got awaaaaaaaaaay
Got awaaaaaaaaaay
Got awaaaaaaaaaay
Take me guys, keep up the beat
Bring the bell into the city heat
Ring the bell
Roll down the street
Tie me up into the city heat
Take me guys, keep up the beat
Bring the bell into the city heat
Take it up, beat on the beat
Shake it up, the babaumba beat
Keep your cool, keep cool your mind
Shift the beat, you're one of a kind
Kick the gong, beef up the beat
Back to hell into the city heat
Hit the bell, roll down the street
Tie me up to the babaumba beat
Take the beat, take the fight
Take me back into the ring tonight
It's the african queen, we got the summer night grand
It's the african queen, the hottest lady in town
It's the african queen, who keeps me on my feet
It's the african queen, the babaumba beat
It's the african queen, we got the summer night grand
It's the african queen, the hottest lady in town
It's the african queen, who keeps me on my feet
It's the african queen, the babaumba beat
All you need is love
Take my heart
And hold me tight forever, forever
6.Alhambra
7.Tied Up In Red
8.Tied Up In Gear
9.Wall Street Bongo
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