Blazing to their pikes Turning to dust Gusting with the wind They (still) dream of an older delusion Reigning, raining Dampening the empire Their excursion
I smoke myself into a haze in the afternoon Enveloped heart and the air is cool Put on your dress, white Goddess And settle in, as the weather folds In
It's better to have sweet dreams about her and forget it all in the morning It's better to have sweet dreams about her and forget it all in the morning
You were standing on the shore Listening to the ocean roar The sea was tangled in your hair Immortal, young and free of cares You let the night lull
Candy, such a joy to me Inner city lights, I cannot sleep Candy, sweetest remedy Only you can ease my troubled dreams Angel, all people are the same
There's a black cloud hanging over my head Won't stop following me around Well there's a black cloud hanging over my head Won't stop bringing me down
Teenage queen, a sweet gamine Immortal youth, a libertine Is she real or just a dream? My heart beats fast like Benzedrine Every time that she walks
Hot as hell, under the spell Head spinning 'round on a carousel Burning concrete under your feet Radical heat, stop your heartbeat Temper, temper don
Hello, Can you take me home? I followed the rabbit and now I am lost and alone Please, Caught in a dream Locked in a nightmare that's all closing in on
Detonator Detonator Detonator Detonator Detonator Detonator Detonator Detonator High explosive girl you turn me on So volatile like a walkin' atom bomb
The curtain's dropping I stand in the fading lights of my summer My heart is breaking 'Coz the happiest time of my life is ending Never laughing, only
You're so hot, teasing me So you're blue but I can't take a chance On a chick like you That's something I couldn't do There's that look in your eyes
[(Wheeler) - To the music of Burn Baby Burn, about Westlife] You're all there is in this teenage popshite Your greasy hair and beady eyes But through
Hi, we're ash... And you can catch us... This monday night... On... Live.. At the Wireless!!!! Get away from the dail... (About 8 minuts of Silence)
Gimme love, gimme, gimme, gimme love, love I wanna love, wanna, wanna, wanna love, love So gimme love, gimme, gimme, gimme love, love I wanna, wanna,
You said you were doing nothing Call me up you're doing nothing You never know what is happening At all now Pull the sofa over and watch the Television
Kung Fu do what you do to me I haven't been the same since my teenage lobotomy Full on, I moved to Hong Kong With Bruce Lee's brother and Johnny Wong
We were walking, walking in two worlds In the gardens of sunlight home Bad children on the phone Withheld me to withhold you I said I'd kiss you if you