- A
Kind Of Loving
- A
Sermon
- Be
My Girl - Sally
- Behind
My Camel
- Bombs
Away
- Born
In The 50's
- Bring
On The Night
- Canary
In A Coalmine
- Can't
Stand Losing You
- Contact
- Darkness
- Dead
End Job
- Deathwish
- De
Do Do Do, De Da Da Da
- Demolition
Man
- Does
Everyone Stare
- Don't
Stand So Close To Me
- Don't
Stand So Close To Me '86
- Driven
To Tears
- Every
Breath You Take
- Every Little Thing She Does
Is Magic
- Fall
Out
- Flexible
Strategies
- Friends
- Hole
In My Life
- How
Stupid Mr Bates
- Hungry
For You (J' Aurais Toujour Faim De Toi)
- I
Burn For You
- Invisible
Sun
- It's
Alright For You
- King
Of Pain
- Landlord
- Low
Life
- Man
In A Suitcase
- Masoko
Tanga
- Message
In A Bottle
- Miss
Gradenko
- Mother
- Murder
By Numbers
- Next
To You
- Nothing
Achieving
- No
Time This Time
- Omegaman
- O
My God
- On
Any Other Day
- Once
Upon A Daydream
- One
World (Not Three)
- Peanuts
- Reggatta
De Blanc
- Rehumanize
Yourself
- Roxanne
- Secret
Journey
- Shadows
In The Rain
- Shambelle
- So
Lonely
- Someone
To Talk To
- Spirits
In The Material World
- Synchronicity
I
- Synchronicity
II
- Tea
In The Sahara
- The
Bed's Too Big Without You
- The
Other Way Of Stopping
- Too
Much Information
- Truth
Hits Everybody
- Visions
of The Night
- Voices
Inside My Head
- Walking
In Your Footsteps
- Walking
On The Moon
- When
The World Is Running Down, You Make The Best Of What's Still Around
- Wrapped
Around Your Finger
A
Kind Of Loving (Sting/A. Summers/S. Copeland)
Strumentale
A Sermon
(S. Copeland)
When you reach number ten
And think the struggle ends
But it ain't the end
It's only a trend
You have to unbend
'Cause it's only a trend
Don't lose all your friends
Don't make your heroes end
When you reach number eight it ain't no pearly gate
'Cause it won't satiate your growing appetite
You can ply your trade and push your crusade
Emancipate or indoctrinate, but the
Traps are all laid for any honest crusade
Your old values will fade as you struggle to make the grade
As you struggle to make the grade. You needn't bother!
When you hit number four you're almost
through the door
But there's a whole lot more you just can't ignore
The telephone's sure, you know the score
But don't let this uproar dissipate your encore
It's written in the news
How you paid your dues
But you've no excuse
For the people you abuse
When you reach number one you can beat
your drum
You can sack your roadies in Birmingham
When your record is platinum, you can stick it to the bath
To the wall like you've always planned
It's written in the news
How you paid your dues
But you've no excuse
For the people you abuse...
Be
My Girl - Sally (Sting/A. Summers)
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my,
Be my girl
I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink
And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink
There was somehow, something wrong somewhere
and each day seemed grey and dead
The seeds of desperation were growing in my head
I needed inspiration, a brand new start
in life
Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife
And then by lucky chance I saw in a
special magazine
An ad that was unusual, the like I'd never seen
"Experience something different
with our new imported toy
She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy"
She came all wrapped in cardboard, all
pink and shrivelled down
A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown
I took her to the bedroom and pumped
her with some life
And later in a moment that girl became my wife
I sit her in the corner and sometimes
stroke her hair
And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air
She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's
like a rubber ball
I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall
And now my life is different since Sally
came my way
I wake up in the morning and have her on a tray
She's everything they say she was and
I wear a permanent grin
And I only have to worry in case my girl wears thin
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my
Be my girl...
Behind
My Camel (A. Summers)
Strumentale
Bombs Away
(S. Copeland)
The general scratches his belly and
thinks
His pay is good but his officers stink
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The President looks in the mirror and speaks
His shirts are clean but his country reeks
Unpaid bills in Afghanistan hills
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay
The general only wants to teach France to dance
His army life don't give him any romance
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
The general scratches his belly and thinks
His pay is good but his company stinks
Guerilla girl, hard and sweet
A military man would love to meet
Bombs away
But we're O.K.
Bombs away
In old Bombay...
Born
In The 50's (Sting)
We were born
Born in the fifties
My mother cried
When president Kennedy died
She said it was the communists
But I knew better
Would they drop the bomb on us
While we made love on the beach
We were the class they couldn't teach
'Cos we knew better
We were born
Born in the fifties
They screamed
When the Beatles sang
And they laughed when the King fell down the stairs
Oh they should've known better
Oh we hated our Aunts
Then we messed in our pants
Then we lost our faith and prayed to the TV
Oh we should've known better
We were born
Born in the fifties
We freeze like statues on the pages of history
Living was never like this when we took all those G.C.E.'s
Oh you opened the door for us
And then you turned to dust
You don't understand us
So don't reprimand us
We're taking the future
We don't need no teacher
We were born
Born in the fifties...
Bring
On The Night (Sting)
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads itself against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
Just another day
So I bid yesterday goodbye
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight
The future is but a question mark
Hangs above my head there in the dark
Can't see for the brightness
Staring me blind
So I bid this yesterday goodbye
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight
Canary
In A Coalmine (Sting)
First to fall over when the atmosphere
is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live you life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
You say you want to spend the winter in Firenza
You're so afraid to catch a dose of influenza
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine
Now if I tell you that you suffer from delusions
You pay your analyst to reach the same conclusions
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine
First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine...
Can't
Stand Losing You (Sting)
I've called you so many times today
And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say
That you don't ever want to see me again
And your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
But I'm not prepared to go on like this
I can't stand losing you
I see you've sent my letters back
And my LP records and they're all scratched
I can't see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn't make no sense
I can't stand losing
I guess this is our last goodbye
And you don't care so I won't cry
But you'll be sorry when I'm dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
I guess you'd call it suicide
But I'm too full to swallow my pride
I can't stand losing you...
Contact
(S. Copeland)
I've got a lump in my throat about the
note you wrote
I'd come on over but I haven't got a raincoat
Have we got contact
You and me?
Have we got touchdown
Can't we be?
I've got contacts in my book and in my eyes
My good connection on the telephone never lies
Have we got contact
You and me?
Have we got touchdown
Can't we be?
I've got a list of the people I have known
I'm never alone on the end of a phone
Have we got contact
You and me?
Have we got touchdown
Can't we be?
I've got a lump in my throat about the note you wrote
I'd come on over but I haven't got a raincoat
I'd come on over but I haven't got a raincoat
Have we got touchdown
Can't we be?
Have we got contact
You and me?...
Darkness
(S. Copeland)
I can dream up schemes when I'm sitting
in my seat
I don't see any flaws till I get to my feet
I wish I never woke up this morning
Life was easy when it was boring
I could make a mark if it weren't so dark
I could be replaced by any bright spark
But darkness makes me fumble
For a key
To a door
That's wide open
Instead of worrying about my clothes
I could be someone that nobody knows
I wish I never woke up this morning
Life was easy when it was boring
I can dream up schemes when I'm sitting in my seat
I don't see any flaws till I get to my feet
I wish I never woke up this morning
Life was easy when it was boring
Dead End
Job (Sting/S. Copeland/A. Summers)
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't no time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I want to do is play
Don't wanna be no teacher
I don't wanna be no slave
I don't wanna work no assembly line
A' like my uncle Dave
The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't got time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I wanna do is play
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
The queue gets longer everyday
All I wanna do is play
I just ain't got time to stay
But I ain't gonna run away
Don't wanna be no millionaire
Don't wanna own no mint
I don't wanna be no tax exile
And I don't mind being skint
The queue gets longer every day
I just ain't got time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I wanna do is play
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't no time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I want to do is play
Don't wanna be no millionaire
Don't wanna own no mint
I don't wanna be no tax exile
And I don't mind being skint
The queue gets longer every day
I just ain't got time to stay
All I wanna do is play
I ain't gonna run away
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job...
Deathwish
(S. Copeland/A. Summers/Sting)
Deathwish in the fading light
Headlight pointing through the night
Never thought I'd see the day
Playing with my life this way
Gotta keep my foot right down
If I had wings I'd leave the ground
Buning in the outside lane
People think that I'm insane
The day I take a bend too fast
Judgement that could be my last
I'll be wiped right off the slate
Don't wait up 'cause I'll be late
De
Do Do Do, De Da Da Da (Sting)
Don't think me unkind
Words are hard to find
The only cheques I've left unsigned
From the banks of chaos in my mind
And when their eloquence escapes me
Their logic ties me up and rapes me
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
They're meaningless and all that's true
Poets, priests and poiticians
Have words to thank for their positions
Words that scream for your submission
And no one's jamming their transmission
'Cos when their eloquence escapes you
Their logic ties you up and rapes you
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
They're meaningless and all that's true...
Demolition
Man (Sting)
Tied to the tracks and the train's just
coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man
Tied to a chair, the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man
I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man
You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
'Cos you could be my greatest fan
But I'm nobody's friend
I'm a demolition man
I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man
Demolition man...
Does
Everyone Stare (S. Copeland)
I change my clothes ten times before
I take you on a date
I'm in a cold sweat, panic, it makes me late
I knew you never asked for this I know
My shots will always misfire
My shots will always miss
Does everyone stare this way at you?
I only look this way at you
I change my clothes ten times before I take you on a date
I get the heebie-jeebies, and my panic makes me late
I break into a cold sweat reaching for the phone
I let it ring twice before I chicken out and decide you're not at
home
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
I never noticed the size of my feet
Until I kicked you in the shins
Will you ever forgive me
For the shape I'm in
For the shape I'm in
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
I'm gonna write you a sonnet but I don't know where to start
I'm so used to laughing at the things in my heart
Last of all I'm sorry 'cos you never asked for this
I can see I'm not your type and my shot will always miss
Always miss
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you...
Don't
Stand So Close To Me (Sting)
Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside her there's longing
This girl's an open page
Book marking she's so close now
This girl is half his age
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she's waiting
His car is warm and dry
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly
It's no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabokov
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me...
Don't
Stand So Close To Me '86 (Sting)
Young teacher, the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside her there's longing
This girl's an open page
Book marking she's so close now
This girl is half his age
Don't stand so close to me
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she's waiting
His car is warm and dry
Don't stand so close to me
Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly
It's no use, he sees her
He starts to shake he starts to cough
Just like the old man in
That famous book by Nabokov
Don't stand so close to me...
Driven
To Tears (Sting)
How can you say that your not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction
What should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocity
Driven to tears
Hide my face in my hands, shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existance is reduced to a shallow meaningless party
Seems that when some innocent die
All we can offer them is a page in some magazine
Too many cameras and not enough food
'Cause this is what we've seen
Driven to tears
Protest is futile, nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world?
Who knows what to do?
Driven to tears...
Every
Breath You Take (Sting)
Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you
Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you
Oh can't you see
You belong to me?
How my poor heart aches
With every step you take
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you
Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace
I dream at night, I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I can't replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying baby, baby please
Oh can't you see
You belong to me?
How my poor heart aches
With every step you take
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you
Every move you make
Every step you break
I'll be watching you
I'll be watching you...
Every
Little Thing She Does Is Magic (Sting)
Though I've tried before to tell her
Of the feelings I have for her in my heart
Every time that I come near her
I just lose my nerve
As I've done from the start
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on
Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
It's a big enough umbrella
But it's always me that ends up getting wet
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on
I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day
And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way
But my silent fears have gripped me
Long before I reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me
Must I always be alone?
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on...
Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
It's a big enough umbrella
But it's always me that ends up getting wet
Fall Out
(S. Copeland)
I never followed leaders
I've got no machine
And I've paid my dues all along
Always says your freakin'
When I mess with other people
'Cause I knew that I was really alone
Fall out
Fall out with all the leaders and gangs
Fall out
Fall out with all the leaders and gangs
I saw my education
It was my indoctrination
Just to be another parking machine
Always says your freakin'
When I mess with other people
'Cause I knew that I was not very clean
Fall out
Fall out with all the leaders and gangs
Fall out
Fall out with all the leaders and gangs
Fall out!
Flexible
Strategies (Sting/S. Copeland/A. Summers)
Strumentale
Friends
(A. Summers)
I likes to eat my friends and make no
bones about it
I likes to eat my friends, I couldn't do without it
Ain't a man or poet, friend, I know just how you'll taste
Your limbs go sliding down my throat and never go to waste
Your death, of course, will sadden me, until I grok your essence
I know your life was not in vain when digestion is commencing
Consider this a celebration and the deepest pact of friends
And I hope that you will dine on me when I come to an end
Even friends may come to you with a new found revelation
But think of it as life renewed and not their termination
To know you is to eat you should be the code of lovers
Death brings the highest act of love preserved for one another
People say that what you are is only what you eat
And my friends become a part of me, oh well it's then that life's
complete
To know you is to eat you, the act of love supreme
Each one of us inside himself can appetise the dream
Hole
In My Life (Sting)
Yeah...
There's a hole
In my life
There's a hole
In my life
Shadow in my heart
Is tearing me apart
Or maybe it's just something
In my stars
There's a hole
In my life
There's a hole
In my life
Be a happy man
I try the best I can
Or maybe I'm just looking
Just looking for too much
There's something missing from my life
Cuts me open like a knife
It leaves me vulnerable
I have this disease
I shake like an incurable
God help me please
Oh, there's a hole
In my life
There's a hole
In my life
Yeah...
There's something missing from my life
Cuts me open like a knife
It leaves me vulnerable
I have this disease
I shake like an incurable
God help me please
Oh, there's a hole
In my life
There's a hole
In my life
Oh, there's a hole
In my life (Yeah)
There's a hole
In my life (Yeah)...
How
stupid Mr Bates (Sting/A. Summers/S. Copeland)
Strumentale
Hungry
For You (J' Aurais Toujours Faim De Toi) (Sting)
Rien de dormier cette nuit
Je veux de toi jusque'a ce que je sois sec
Mais nos corps sont tout mouillés
Complétement couvert de sueur
Nous noyons dans la marée
Je n'ai aucun désir
Tu as ravagé mon coeur
Et mois j'ai bu ton sang
Mais non pouvons faire ce que nous voulons
J'aurais toujours faim de toi
Tout le monde est à moi
Je l'ai gagné dans un jeu de cartes
Et maintenant je m'en fous
C'était gagné trop facilement
Ca y est alors ma belle tratresse
Il faut que je brule de jalousie
Tu as ravagé mon coeur
Et moi j'ai bu ton sang
Mais non pouvons faire ce que nous voulons
J'aurais toujours faim de toi
Mais non pouvons faire ce que nous voulons
J'aurais toujours faim de toi
No matter what I do
I'm still hungry for you
Rien de dormir cette nuit
Je veux de toi jusque'a ce que je sois sec
Mais nos corps sont tout mouillés
Complètement couvert de sueur
Hungry for you
I
Burn For You
(Sting)
Now that I have found you
In the coolth of your evening smile
The shade of your parasol
And your love flows through me
Though I drink at your pool
I burn for you, I burn for
You and I are lovers
When night time folds around our bed
In peace we sleep entwined
And your love flows through me
Though an ocean soothes my head
I burn for you, I burn for you
Stars will fall from dark skies
As ancient rocks are turning
Quiet fills the room
And your love flows through me
Though I lie here so still
I burn for you, I burn for you
I burn
Invisible
Sun (Sting)
I don't want to spend the rest of my
life
Looking at the barrel of an Armalite
I don't want to spend the rest of my days
Keeping out of trouble like the soldiers say
I don't want to spend my time in hell
Looking at the walls of a prison cell
I don't ever want to play the part
Of a statistic on a government chart
There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole day's done
It's dark all day and it glows all night
Factory smoke and acetylene light
I face the day with me head caved in
Looking like something that the cat brought in
There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole day's done
And they're only going to change this place
By killing everybody in the human race
They would kill me for a cigarette
But I don't even wanna die just yet
There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole day's done
It's
Alright For Fou (Sting/S. Copeland)
Wake up, make up, bring it up, shake
up
Stand by, don't cry, watching while the world die
Big car, movie star, hot tip, go far
Blind date, too late, take a bus don't wait
It's alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you
It's alright for you
For you and you and you
Limp wrist, tight fist, contact, no twist
Black dress, no mess, mm, don't want no less
Stand by, don't cry, watching while the world die
Three lane, fast lane, standing in the cold rain
It's alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you
It's alright for you
For you
Headlight, high life, can't sleep, good night
Up tight, big fight, big deal, too right
Big town, don't drown, jump back, turn around
No life, flick-knife, finish off my life
It's alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you
It's alright for you
For you
King Of
Pain (Sting)
There's a little black spot on the sun
today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a little black spot on the sun
today
That's my soul up there
It's the same old thing as yesterday
That's my soul up there
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
That's my soul up there
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop
That's my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the
pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
That's my soul up there
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
That's my soul up there
There's a blue whale beached by a springtime's ebb
That's my soul up there
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
That's my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the
pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
There's a king on a throne with his
eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
That's my soul up there
There's a black winged gull with a broken back
That's my soul up there
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
I have stood here before inside the
pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always thought you could end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain
King of pain
I'll always be king of pain...
Landlord
(Sting/S. Copeland)
I don't want to rent a house from you
I don't know how you can expect me to
I ain't moving 'cause I know my rights
Too many homeless on the streets at night
You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You've no morality, what do you care
You deal in poverty, you buy despair
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
You go and call yourself a business man
You're just a parasite on Pyllosan
You're just a middle class middle aged shit
You sold your granny for a three-penny bit
You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You've no morality, what do you care
You deal in poverty, you buy despair
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
You go and call yourself a business man
You're just a parasite on Pyllosan
You're just a middle class middle aged shit
You sold your granny for a three-penny bit
You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You've no morality, what do you care
You deal in poverty, you buy despair
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain't moving 'till the baliff comes
I've got no weapons, gonna get me some
Landlord...
Low Life
(Sting)
Fatal fascination for the seedy part
of town
Walk down the street and your head spins round
Don't be seen alone without your friends at night
Take a gun or a knife to the low life
Don't have to be born into this society
Pay for love but the hate comes free
Bring enough money for the rest of your life
Don't bring your wife to the low life
Bringing us there to the degredation
Always keep your back to the wall
No rewards for your infatuation
Low life
No life at all
In here too long to be afraid anymore
You can't reach the bed so you sleep on the floor
You get so stoned you think you could fly
But you won't get high on the low life
Low life....
Man
In A Suitcase (Sting)
I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
Another key for my collection
For security I race for my connection
Bird in a flying cage you'll never get to know me well
The world's my oyster a hotel room's a prison cell
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face
I'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it hold my suitcase
It looks like home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night
Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face...
Masoko
Tanga (Sting)
Message
In A Bottle (Sting)
Just a castaway an island lost at sea
Another lonely day no-one here but me
More loneliness than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life but love can break your heart
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Walked out this morning don't believe what I saw
Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
Hundred billion castaways looking for a home
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
I'm sending out an S.O.S....
Miss Gradenko
(S. Copeland)
Don't tell the director I said so
But are you safe Miss Gradenko?
We were at a policy meeting
They were planning new ways of cheating
I didn't want to rock your boat
But you sent this dangerous note
You've been letting your feelings show
Are you safe Miss Gradenko?
Miss Gradenko are you safe?
Is anybody alive in here?
Is anybody alive in here?
Is anybody at all in here?
Nobody but us in here
Nobody but us
Is anybody alive in here?
Nobody but us
Your uniform don't seem to fit
You're much too alive in it
You've been letting your feelings show
Are you safe Miss Gradenko?
Miss Gradenko are you safe?
Is anybody alive in here?
Is anybody alive in here?
Is anybody at all in here?
Nobody but us in here
Nobody but us
Is anybody alive in here?
Is anybody alive in here?
Is anybody at all in here?
Nobody but us in here
Nobody but us
Nobody but us ih here
Nobody but us
Mother
(A. Summers)
Well the telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
Telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
The telephone is screaming
Won't she leave me alone?
The telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
Well every girl that I go out with
Becomes my mother in the end
Every girl I go out with
Becomes my mother in the end
Well I hear my mother calling
But I don't need her as a friend
Well every girl I go out with
Becomes my mother in the end
Oh mother dear please listen
And don't devour me
Oh mother dear please listen
Don't devour me
Oh women please have mercy
Let this poor boy be
Oh mother dear please listen
And don't devour me
Oh mother!
Well the telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
Telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
The telephone is screaming
Won't she leave me alone?
The telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?
Oh mother...
Murder
By Numbers (Sting/A. Summers)
Once that you've decided on a killing
First you make a stone of your heart
And if you find that your hands are still willing
Then you can turn a murder into art
There really isn't any need for bloodshed
You just do it with a little more finesse
If you can slip a tablet into someone's coffee
Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
Because it's murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
It's murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Now if you have a taste for this experience
And you're flushed with your very first success
Then you must try a twosome or a threesome
And you'll find your conscience bothers you much less
Because murder is like anything you take to
It's a habit-forming need for more and more
You can bump off every member of your family
And anybody else you find a bore
Because it's murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious
In history's great dark hall of fame
All our greatest killers were industrious
At least the ones that we all know by name
But you can reach the top of your profession
If you become the leader of the land
For murder is the sport of the elected
And you don't need to lift a finger of your hand
Because it's murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder by numbers, 1, 2, 3
It's as easy to learn as your A, B, C, D, E...
Next To
You (Sting)
I can't stand it for another day
When you live so many miles away
Nothing here is gonna make me stay
You took me over, let me find a way
I sold my house I sold my motor, too
All I want is to be Next To You
I'd rob a bank maybe steal a plane
You took me over, think I'm goin' insane
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
I've had a thousand girls or maybe more
But I've never felt like this before
But I just don't know what's come over me
You took me over, take a look at me
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
All I want is to be next to you
All I want is to be next to you
All I want is to be next to you
So many times I used to give a sign
Got this feeling, gonna lose my mind
When all it is is just a love affair
You took me over, baby, take me there
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
All I want is to be next to you...
Nothing
Achieving (S. Copeland)
My daddy's boots don't fit me
'Cause I'm bigger than him
He says I make him sick now
I'm bigger than him
You see there's nothing worth achieving
All your dreams are just deceiving
You've locked the doors on your good living
And you told me to wait
You've got me backed into a corner
You're making me hate
You see there's nothing worth achieving
All your dreams are just deceiving
Throwing stones that are reeling
From a reasonable light
You muscle in when I have a party
Ready to fight
You see there's nothing worth achieving
All your dreams are just deceiving
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
No
Time This Time (Sting)
No time for the complexities of conversation
No time smiles, no time for knowing
No time for the intricacies of explanation
No time for sharing, even less for showing
If I could I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to its knees
I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is I'm climbing
Up an endless wall
No time at all
No time this time
No time at all
No time this time
No time for a quick kiss at the railway station
No time for a suitcase, sandwich and a morning paper
Only time for timetables, calls and transportation
No time to think no time to dare
If I could I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to its knees
I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is I'm climbing
Up an endless wall
No time at all
No time this time
No time at all
No time this time
If I could I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to its knees
I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is I'm climbing
Up an endless wall
No time at all
No time this time
No time at all
No time this time
No time at all...
Omegaman
(A. Summers)
The night came down, jungle sounds were
in my ears
City screams are all I've heard in twenty years
The razor's edge of night, it cuts into my sleep
I sit upon the edge now shall I make that leap?
I'm the Omegaman
The sky's alive with turned on television sets
I walk the streets and seek another vision yet
The echo makes me turn to see that last frontier
The edge of time closes down as I disappear
I'm the Omegaman
Always talking to myself
The time that's best is when surroundings fade away
The presence of another world comes close to me
It's time for me to throw away this paper knife
I'm not alone in reaching for a perfect life
I'm the Omegaman
I'm so tired
Of the Omegaman...
O My God
(Sting)
Everyone I know is lonely
And God's so far away
And my heart belongs to no one
So now sometimes I pray
Take the space between us
And fill it up some way
O my God you take the biscuit
Treating me this way
Expecting me to treat you well
No matter what you say
How can I turn the other cheek
It's black and bruised and torn
I've been waiting
Since the day that I was born
Take the space between us
And fill it up some way
The fat man in his garden
The thin man at his gate
My God you must be sleeping
Wake up, it's much too late
Take the space between us
And fill it up some way
Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
It's a big enough umbrella
But it's always me that ends up getting wet
On
Any Other Day (S. Copeland)
There's a house on my street
And it looks real neat
I'm the chap who lives in it
There's a tree on the sidewalk
There's a car by the door
I'll go for a drive in it
And when the wombat comes
He will find me gone
He'll look for a place to sit
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
Cut off my fingers in the
Door of my car
How could I do it?
My wife is proud to tell me
Of her love affairs
How could she do this to me?
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be O.K. on any other day
And it would be O.K. on any other day
Throw down the morning papers
And spill my tea
I don't know what's wrong with me
The cups and plates are in a
Conspiracy
I'm covered in misery
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be O.K. on any other day
And it would be O.K. on any other day...
Once
Upon A Daydream (Sting/A. Summers)
Once upon a daydream
I fell in love with you
Once upon a moonbeam
I gave that love to you
Once upon a lifetime
I know it must be true
When the months had turned us
I'd have to marry you
Once upon a daydream
Doesn't happen anymore
Once upon a moonbeam
This is no place for tenderness
Once her daddy found out
He threw her to the floor
He killed her unborn baby
And kicked me from the door
Once upon a nightmare
I bought myself a gun
I blew her daddy's brains out
Now hell has just begun
Once upon a daydream
Doesn't happen anymore
Once upon a moonbeam
This is no place for sentiment
Once upon a lifetime
A lifetime filled with tears
The boy would pay for his crime
With all his natural years
Once upon a daydream
He'd make you his someday
Once upon a moonbeam
He'd dream his life away
Once upon a daydream
Doesn't happen anymore
Once upon a moonbeam
This is no place for miracles
Once upon a daydream...
One
World (Not Three) (Sting)
One world is enough
For all of us
It's a subject we rarely mention
But when we do we have this little invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I shelve my responsibility
One world is enough
For all of us
The third world breathes our air tomorrow
We live on the time we borrow
In our world there's no time for sorrow
In their world there is no tomorrow
One world is enough
For all of us
Lines are drawn upon the world
Before we get our flags unfurled
Whichever one we pick
It's just a self-deluding trick
One world is enough
For all of us
I don't want to bring a sour note
Remember this before you vote
We can all sink or we all float
'Cos we're all in the same big boat
One world is enough
For all of us
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
One world...
Peanuts
(Sting/S. Copeland)
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no, try to liberate me
I said oh no, stay and irritate me
I said oh no, try to elevate me
I said oh no, just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
You sang your song
For much too long
The songs they're wrong
The bread has gone
Oh no, try to liberate me
I said oh no, stay and irritate me
I said oh no, try to elevate me
I said oh no, just a fallen hero
Don't wanna find about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
It's all a game
You're not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
Oh no, try to liberate me
I said oh no, stay and irritate me
I said oh no, try to elevate me
I said oh no, just a fallen hero
Oh, you're just a fallen hero
Don't wanna hear about the drugs you're
taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find about the drugs you're taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck they're raking
Don't wanna find out what you've been taking
Don't wanna read about the love you're making
Don't wanna hear about the life you're faking
Don't wanna read about the muck
Peanuts
Peanuts
Peanuts
Oh, no, no...
Reggatta
De Blanc (S. Copeland/A. Summers/Sting)
Strumentale
Rehumanize
Yourself (Sting/S. Copeland)
He goes out at night with his big boots
on
None of his friends know right from wrong
The kick a boy to death 'cause he don't belong
You've got to humanise yourself
A policeman put on his uniform
He'd like to have a gun just to keep him warm
Because violence here is a social norm
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
I work all day at the factory
I'm building a machine that's not for me
There must be a reason that I can't see
You've got to humanise yourself
Billy's joined the National Front
He always was a little runt
He's got his hand in the air with the other cunts
You've got to humanise yourself
Rehumanise yourself
I work all day at the factory
I'm building a machine that's not for me
There must be a reason that I can't see
You've got to humanise yourself
A policeman put on his uniform
He'd like to have a gun just to keep him warm
Because violence here is a social norm
You've got to humanise yourself
Re-humanise yourself...
Roxanne
(Sting)
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
I loved you since I knew ya
I wouldn't talk down to ya
I have to tell you just how I feel
I won't share you with another boy
I know my mind is made up
So put away your make up
Told you once I won't tell you again
It's a bad way
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light...
Secret
Journey (Sting)
Upon a secret journey
I met a holy man
His blindness was his wisdom
I'm such a lonely man
And as the world was turning
It rolled itself in pain
This does not seem to touch you
He pointed to the rain
You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
And when you've made your secret journey
You will find this love you miss
And on the days that followed
I listened to his words
I strained to understand him
I chased his thoughts like birds
You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
And when you've made your secret journey
You will find this love you miss
You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
You will see joy in this sadness
You will find this love you miss
And when you've made your secret journey
You will be a holy man...
Shadows
In The Rain (Sting)
Woke up in my clothes again this morning
Don't know exactly where I am
And I should heed my doctor's warning
He does the best with me he can
He claims I suffer from delusion
Yet I'm so confident I'm sane
It can't be an optical illusion
So how can you explain
Shadows in the rain
And if you see us on the corner
We're just dancing in the rain
I join my friends there when I see them
Outside my window pane
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
Shadows in the rain
Woke up in my clothes again this morning
Don't know exactly where I am
I should heed my doctor's warning
He does the best with me he can
Shadows in the rain...
Shambelle
(A. Summers)
Strumentale
So
Lonely (Sting)
Well someone told me yesterday
That when you throw your love away
You act as if you just don't care
You look as if you're going somewhere
But I just can't convince myself
I couldn't live with no one else
And I can only play that part
And sit and nurse my broken heart
So lonely...
Now no one's knocked upon my door
For a thousand years or more
All made up and nowhere to go
Welcome to this one man show
Just take a seat they're always free
No surprise no mystery
In this theatre that I call my soul
I always play the starring role
So lonely...
Someone
To Talk To (A. Summers)
Though it's me that's on fire
not this cigarette
I was stabbed in the back by that young suffragette
And what do I care if she leaves me alone
If I need somebody I'll pick up the phone
I'll put on my good face, clean up the flat
I'm starting all over good bye to all that
Put on some music and pour out a drink
I'll go back to bed and I'll try not to think
Someone to talk to
She was a person I just couldn't
see
And I tried to make her what she couldn't be
We tried and we tried, but of course in the end
I drove her crazy and right 'round the bend
Now it's too much to just sit here and cry
I can't be seen with a tear in my eye
Why am I standing right next to the phone?
When I kept on saying I must be alone
Someone to talk to
I love you, why didn't I say
that before
I guess that it's safe now she's walked through the door
It's hard when you know that you've got to go on
Feeling so weak and pretending your strong
I didn't see her I only felt me
And one day I'll learn just which part of me bleeds
Now that she's gone I know she was great
But I fucked it up and now it's too late
Someone to talk to...
Spirits
In The Material World (Sting)
There is no political solution
To our troubled evolution
Have no faith in constitution
There is no bloody revolution
We are spirits in the material world
Our so-called leaders speak
With words they try to jail you
They subjugate the meek
But it's the rhetoric of failure
We are spirits in the material world
Where does the answer lie?
Living from day to day
If it's something we can't buy
There must be another way
We are spirits in the material world...
Synchronicity
I (Sting)
With one breath, with one flow
You will know
Synchronicity
A sleep trance, a dream dance
A shared romance
Synchronicity
A connecting principle
Linked to the invisible
Almost imperceptible
Something inexpressible
Science insusceptible
Logic so inflexible
Causally connectible
Nothing is invincible
If we share this nightmare
Then we can dream
Spiritus mundi
If you act, as you think
The missing link
Synchronicity
A connecting principle
Linked to the invisible
Almost imperceptible
Something inexpressible
Science insusceptible
Logic so inflexible
Causally connectible
Nothing is invincible
We know you, they know me
Extrasensory
Synchronicity
A star fall, a phone call
It joins all
Synchronicity
A connecting principle
Linked to the invisible
Almost imperceptible
Something inexpressible
Science insusceptible
Logic so inflexible
Causally connectible
Nothing is invincible
It's so deep, it's so wide
Your inside
Synchronicity
Effect without a cause
Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause
Synchronicity...
Synchronicity
II (Sting)
Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom
and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from
the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like
cheap tarts in a red light street
But all he ever thinks to do is watch
And every single meeting with his so-called
superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to
the surface
Of a dark Scottish lake
Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone
into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now looming
in the headlights
the pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on
the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away...
Tea
In The Sahara (Sting)
My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession
Tea in the Sahara with you
The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy you could not measure
They wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly
Tea in the Sahara with you
The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back?
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups full of sand
Tea in the Sahara with you...
The
Bed's Too Big Without You (Sting)
Bed's too big without you
Cold wind blows right through my open door
I can't sleep with your memory
Dreaming dreams of what used to be
When she left I was cold inside
That look on my face was just pride
No regrets no love no tears
Living on my own was the least of my fears
The bed's too big without you
Since that day when you'd gone
Just had to carry on
I get through day but late at night
Made love to my pillow but it didn't feel right
Every day, just the same
Old rules for the same old game
All I gained was heartache
All I made was one mistake
Now the bed's too big without you
The bed's too big without you...
The
Other Way Of Stopping (S. Copeland)
Strumentale
Too
Much Information (Sting)
Too much information running through
my brain
Too much information driving me insane
I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover
Overkill, overview, over my dead body
Over me, over you, over everybody
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
I've seen the whole world six times over
Sea of Japan to the Cliffs of Dover
Overkill, overview, over my dead body
Over me, over you, over everybody
Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane...
Truth
Hits Everybody (Sting)
Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean
Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold
You lay there sleeping like an open doorway
I stepped outside myself and felt so cold
Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
I thought about it and my dream was broken
I clutch at images like dying breath
And I don't want to make a fuss about it
The only certain thing in life is death
Take a look at my new toy
It'll blow your head in two, oh boy
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
Where you want to be
Won't you ever see
Truth hits everybody
Truth hits everyone
No!
Visions
Of The Night (Sting)
Gazed into the visions of the night
Seen the darkness fall
I've heard a mountain fall away from sight
Heard the thunder call
Seen the beast I call my father
Creature of the night
I feel the creeping darkness close
That electric light
They say the meek shall inherit the earth
How long will you keep it?
They sow a harvest but what's it worth?
There's no one left to reap it
Gazed into the visions of the night
Seen the darkness fall
I've heard a mountain fall away from sight
Heard the thunder call
Seen the beast I call my father
Creature of the night
I feel the creeping darkness close
That electric light
They say the meek shall inherit the earth
How long will you keep it?
They sow a harvest but what's it worth?
There's no one left to reap it
Gazed into the visions of the night
They say the meek shall inherit the earth
How long will you keep it?
They sow a harvest but what's it worth?
There's no one left to reap it
Gazed into the visions of the night
I have gazed into the visions of night
I have gazed into the visions of night
Gazed into the visions of night...
Voices
Inside My Head (Sting)
Voices inside my head
Echoes of things that you said...
Walking
In Your Footsteps (Sting)
Fifty million years ago
You walked upon the planet so
Lord of all that you could see
Just a little bit like me
Walking in your footsteps
Hey Mr. Dinosaur
You really couldn't ask for more
You were God's favorite creature
But you didn't have a future
Walking in your footsteps
Hey mighty brontosaurus
Don't you have a lesson for us
You thought your rule would always last
There were no lessons in your past
You were built three stories high
They say you would not hurt a fly
If we explode the atom bomb
Would they say that we were dumb
Walking in your footsteps
[ Fifty million years ago
They walked upon the planet so
They live in a museum
It's the only place you'll see um ] #
Walking in your footsteps...
They say the meek shall inherit the
earth...
Walking in your footsteps...
#: Questa strofa non è cantata nell' album, ma è presente nelle
performance dal vivo (vedi The
Police Synchronicity Concert e Live!)
Walking
On The Moon (Sting)
Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don't break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could live together
Walking on, walking on the moon
Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Feet they hardly touch the ground
Walking on the moon
My feet don't hardly make no sound
Walking on, walking on the moon
Some may say
I'm wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow's another day
You stay
I may as well play
Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don't break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could be together
Walking on, walking on the moon
Some may say
I'm wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow's another day
You stay
I may as well play
Keep it up
When
The World Is Running Down, You Make The best Of What's Still Around
(Sting)
Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the Tammy show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years
Turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song
It's all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
Plug in my M.C.I
To excercise my brain
Make records on my own
Can't go out in the rain
Pick up the telephone
I've listened here for years
No one to talk to me
I've listened here for years
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When I feel lonely here
Don't waste my time with tears
I run 'Deep Throat' again
It ran for years and years
Don't like the food I eat
The cans are running out
Same food for years and years
I hate the food I eat
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the Tammy show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years
Wrapped
Around Your Finger (Sting)
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your finger
I have only come here seeking knowledge
Things they would not teach me of in college
I can see the destiny you sold
turned into a shining band of gold
I'll be wrapped around your finger
Mephistopheles is not your name
I know what you're up to just the same
I will listen hard to your tuition
And you will see it come to it's fruition
I'll be wrapped around your finger
Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
Vanish in the air you'll never find me
I will turn your face to alabaster
Then you'll find your servant is your master
You'll be wrapped around my finger...
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