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2005-08-17, 05:25 AM
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If something goes wrong at the plant, blame the guy who can't speak English
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 That's Tom Tom Club, who are Chris Frantz and Tina Weymouth - ex Talking Heads. Monkey see and monkey do Making babies, eating food Smelly things, pubic hair Words of love, in the air Sparks fly, shooting out Making sure that every thing is working I can't turn you down We are programmed happy little children Matter over mind We can not resist so I won't fight it Love is a machine Love is a machine without a driver The facts of life The facts of life A masterpiece Biology Smokey water Air conditioned Boys 'n' girls And automation Chromosomes Designer jeans Chimpanzees And human beings Machines of love Machines of love Strong in body, strong in mind A love machine with the facts of life The facts of life The facts of life So much sex 'n' violence Must be a bad design We're stupid to be fighting Every night The monsters we create They welcome us aboard The best in advertising From coast to coast The girls and boys combine Like monkeys in the zoo The clouds have silver linings Looks pretty good People fall in love like in fairy tales I'm not sure I like, what they can do I'm afraid that God has no master plan He only takes -- what he can use Factory life, ice cream & pie Factory life Someday we'll live on Venus And men will walk on Mars But we will still be monkeys Down deep inside If chimpanzees are smart Then we will close our eyes And let our instincts guide us Oh oh oh oh no Facts Of Life - True Stories.  |
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2005-08-17, 05:30 AM
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I'm a jaded evil bastard, I wouldn't piss on myself if I was on fire...
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Oh great - now I've got Psycho Killer stuck in my head... Better sleep in the spare room tonight...
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2005-08-17, 05:33 AM
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I'm a jaded evil bastard, I wouldn't piss on myself if I was on fire...
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Speaking of music - these guys managed to get the words "Bukkake Party" into their latest song
 http://www.butterfingers.info/
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2005-08-17, 05:40 AM
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If something goes wrong at the plant, blame the guy who can't speak English
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Product placement in music now - for fuck's sake - is nothing sacred anymore! |
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2005-08-17, 05:37 AM
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If something goes wrong at the plant, blame the guy who can't speak English
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2005-08-17, 05:42 AM
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All the way from Room 101
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Say something once, why say it again?
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2005-08-17, 05:50 AM
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If something goes wrong at the plant, blame the guy who can't speak English
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I can't seem to face up to the facts I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax I can't sleep cause my bed's on fire Don't touch me I'm a real live wire Psycho killer, qu'est que c'est Far better Run away Psycho killer, que'st que c'est Far better Run away Oh yeah You start a conversation you can't seem to finish it You're talkin' a lot but you're not sayin' anything When I have nothing to say my lips are sealed Say something once why say it again Chorus Ce que j'ai fait, ce soir la Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la Realisant, mon espoir Je me lance vers la gloire We are vain and we are blind I hate people when they're not polite |
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2005-08-17, 05:55 AM
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If something goes wrong at the plant, blame the guy who can't speak English
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Here's one for you! What is the connection between Talking heads and The Happy Mondays?
Son, I'm 30 I only went with your mother 'cause she's dirty And I don't have a decent bone in me What you get is just what you see yeah I see it so I take it freely And all the bad piss ugly things i feed me I never help or give to the needy Come on and see me Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice I said dad you're shabby You run around and groove like a baggy You're only here just out of habit All that's mine you might as well have it You take ten feet back and then stab it Spray it on and 'tag it So sack on me I can't stand the needy Get around here if you're asking you're feeling Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice So sack all the needy I can't stand to leave it You come around here and you put both your feet in Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So go on and say it Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't hear what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice |
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