(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

My whole world's turned amphetamine blue,
Now I'm livin' without you.
My whole world's turned amphetamine blue,
An' I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Well she up an' left me just the other day,
I thought that she was foolin' an' wouldn't go away.
We had our ups an' downs baby I know,
Promise never to argue if you won't go.

Well I can't face my room alone tonight,
I'd rather walk the city 'til broad daylight.
She was the best girl I had for sure,
Couldn't believe she'd go out through that door.

If you're desperate sure any girl'll do,
But she was someone I could talk to.
I never really appreciated what she'd done.
But she was the one I set my heart on.
(Yeah)

An' I don't think I'm gonna come through.

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Automatic lover x 4

Here she comes she's crazy,
But she knows the scene.
She carries an automatic pistol,
But she ain't got no magazine

Run for cover, run for cover,
She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother

Well here I am,
Outta my brain.
Everything's comin',
Back round again.

Well there you are,
Movin' real real fast,
It's a long long night,
I don't think you're gonna last.

Automatic in her hand,
She wants to wear the pants.
There's something wrong here honey,
Won'tcha give me half a chance

You talk about,
This or that glory.
But me honey,
I'm a different story.

When you get mad,
An' start countin' up to ten,
I'm outta that door,
An' on the streets again.

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Mmm, you're so pretty,
Not to talk to you would be a crime.
Aah, let me put my arms around you,
Just wanna use up a litt;le of your time.
(And I go -)
Baby baby baby,
Baby baby baby,
Baby baby baby,]
Won't you be my girl.

Aah, your eyes are so pretty,
And the clothes you wear they're so fine.
Hey won't you come round to my place
Just wanna use up a little of your time.
(And I go -)

Baby baby baby,
Won't you be my girl,
Etc.

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

1. Well I've been havin' a bad time,
Since I was twenty-two.
I never had a chance in life,
Used to get trodden on in school.
Well now things are different,
Ain't it funny how things can change,
I've been havin' a good time,
Since I've become derranged.
(Gonna give you a)

Ch: Bad time honey,
Treat you any way I choose.
Bad time honey,
To make up for those days at school.

2. Well I've been having a bad time,
Since you found out how to be cruel.
I never had a chance at all,
Since I've been hangin' round with you.
But now things are different,
Ain't it funny how thing it can change,
I've been having a good time,
Since I've become derranged.
(Gonna give you a)

Ch:

Solo:

Ch:

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Baby's on some program,
Got vaccuum tube lookin' eyes.
Gotta block of ice for a heart,
F one elevens in the sunrise.

There ain't no escape,
I'll follow wherever you go.
Combat boots all over this land,
Hey hey rockets a go-go.

But don't you lean on me,
I'm innnocent don't you see.
Don't you lean on me,
Oh no.

There's soldiers in the suburbs,
Givin' you the shakedown.
Everybodies gettin' nervous,
The SS are back in town.

You got the kind of lips.
I wanna kiss.
Crucifixion on your bed,
Stealth fighters pass overhead.
Stealth fighters pass overhead.



EVERY DAY I DIE A LITTLE
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

A promise in every sunset,
A death in every dawn.
Every day I die a little darling.

Night-time falls when you hit the hit the town.
Snakehips I heard you on the radio.

The prices are falling on Murder Mile,
And Judas Iscariot gives me a knowing smile.
And three men in a Cadillac drive across the sand,
To where a fire burns over a new Bethlehem
An' every day I die a little darling.
Yeah every day I die a little darling.

SOLO

Nuclear waste made free for us all,
And governments topple and governments fall.
And out ride the four horsemen of the apocalypse,
The spittle falling from their fevered lips.
An' every day I die a little darling,
Yeah every day I die a little girl.
Night-time falls when you hit the hit the town.
Snakehips I heard you on the radio.
'Cos every day I die a little darling.
Yeah every day every day I die a little darling.
Looks like there's gonna be a traffic jam up in heaven tonight,
'Cos every day I die a little darling.

SOLO

Every day I die a little darling


FEEL ALRIGHT
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Alright

Feel alright, feel alright,
I've been hanging round with sluts night after night,
Same old news is goin' round and round again,
Same red blood is pumpin' in my veins.
And -
Aah honey makes me feel so good,
It's a bit impersonal but it's okay.
See you tomorrow babe but see if I care,
Aah honey will you be there.

Here I am, here I am,
Don't wanna talk about it gonna get it while I can.
I've got this thing about the mentally derranged,
Hey babe are you lookin' for a change

And -
Aah honey makes me feel so good,
It's a bit impersonal but it's okay.
See you tomorrow babe but see if I care,
Aah honey will you be there.

Solo

Alright.


(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Here you go again, you little heathen,
Outta your pig pen, whoa, whoa.

Fists in the air, shakin' your hair,
You know you don't care, whoa, whoa.

Wanna ride a rocket ship. to outer space,
Hey girl, whoa, whoa.

Runnin'up bills, you know I can't pay,
I've had my day, whoa, whoa.

Baby I'm hot for you
Baby I'm hot for you.

Doin' in my head, doin' in my heart,
Oh girl, whoa, whoa.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
Dead inside, whoa, whoa.

On life's ocean, runnin' with the tide,
Jelly inside, whoa, whoa.

Give me a broken nose, give me a thrill,
Give me a chill, whoa, whoa.

There you go again, you little heathen.
Out of your pig pen, whoa, whoa.

Legs in the air, shakin' your hair,
You know you don't care, whoa, whoa.

Used to be so neat, used to be so sweet,
Used to be complete, whoa, whoa.

You're an air head, get out of my bed,
You want to stay ahead, whoa, whoa.

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

1. Well I'm getting hung up,
With all this hangin' around.
I'm gettin' tied up,
When I wanna be tyin' it down.
It always goes wrong,
Can't seem to get it right.
Yeah come on girl,
I need a slave tonight.

Ch: I need a slave tonight x 3

2. Well I'm gettin' freaked out,
With all this hangin' about.
I'm lookin' for some action,
Can't seem to get no connection.
Put some chains on you honey,
I'm gonna pull 'em up real tight.
Yeah c'mon child,
I need a slave tonight.

Ch:

Mid 8: Well all your bondage magazines,
They're gettin' me frustrated.
Come on girl,
I wanna see you naked.

Ch: (lines x 4)

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Judy says she's gonna knock you in the head tonight.
Judy says she's gonna knock you in the head tonight.
Judy says she's gonna knock you in the head,
You'd wanna watch out or you'll wind up dead,
Judy says she's gonna knock you in the head tonight.

Suzie's gonna give you a hot shot tonight.
Suzie's gonna give you a hot shot tonight.
Suzie's gonna give you a hot shot,
You're off to heaven with a thanks a lot,
Suzie's gonna give you a hot shot tonight.

But, don't you worry 'bout me baby,
Don't you worry,
Your money's safe from me well it'll be alright.
Alright -

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Sittin' in the electric chair,
Soon I'll be gone,
Hey warden turn the juice on.

Been a bad man or so they say,
Me I blame it on my DNA.
Couldn't help goin' wrong.
Hey warden turn the juice on.

It was the start of the huntin' season,
Had a lil' accident with a machine gun.
Went an' sprayed my dad an' mom,
Hey warden turn the juice on.

Thought I had a license to kill,
I did it for the money an' I did it for the thrill.
Ski mask an' a shotgun,
Hey warden turn the juice on.

Breakin' into houses for a lil' killin' an' torture,
I admit it ain't doin' what I oughta.
A lil' rape a lil' homicide,
Always made me feel so good inside.
(Come on -)

I've been a lil' antisocial in my time,
But is choppin' up girls such a crime.
Don't care what they say when I'm gone,
Hey warden turn the juice on.

I've done a few things I can't tell you friend,
Society says I gotta make amends.
Eatin' people they say is wrong,
Hey warden turn the juice on.

Turn off your lights, your kettles an' TVs,
Warden needs all that juice for fryin' me.
Sittin' in the electric chair soon I'll be gone,
Hey warden turn the juice on.

KEEP IT CLEAN
(John Ellis - no publishing details)

1. Cocaine, heroin,
I never use speed, I never put the needle in.
Bad sex, heavy debts,
It's too late to run when they come and snap your legs.

Br: Just 'cos they do it in the movies,
Doesn't mean to say that it's cool,
It's only bits of plastic,
Lies projected on the wall.

2. Razor blades, guns and chains,
You'll never get to heaven if you're gonna play those games.
I do believe,
If you keep it clean then you got to succeed.

Br:

Ref: An' if you wanna get on, you gotta keep your business clean. x4
(Keep it clean!)

Solo:

KID'S A MESS
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Ch: (The) Kidís a mess x 4

Hightopís heading for the Old Bailey,
Curtains is in the out-tray,
Stocking tops is singing like a canary,
Ainít nothiní gonna save you and me.

Intr:

All the aggravationís doiní me in,
Feel like Iím doiní time in Sing Sing.
You crawled forth from your stately home.
You crawled forth now youíre crawliní back again.

Ch:

Instr:

Solo:

(The) Kidís a mess x 4

Instr:

Johnny steals, Janet drives a stolen car,
All the hormones are makiní them go too far.
The parents they donít know what to do,
Kids today are crazy man, thru and thruí.

Ch + ooh bits to end.



(Mickie Rooster - no publishing details)

1. If I thought for a minute you'd change your mind,
I'd be down on the very next train.
But I heard from a few of our mutual friends,
That you don't wanna see me again.

2. Only you know the reasons why I can't cope,
With your clothes and your records all gone.
Went off with the keys, never once did you phone.
Left me lost and alone for so long.

Mid. 8: Just what things you've been saying,
What games you've been playin',
Who with girl I'd rather not know.
Took all I gave and threw it back in my face,
Now I'm forced into letting you go.

3. Though I hoped for a while you'd call my bluff,
That you'd be back lying beside me.
For myself mother comfort was never enough,
Now it' seems like it's fait accomplie.

Mid. 8.2: I'll know better next time around,
Should've guessed from the very start.
I waas oblivious to what's going down,
I've been left with a broken heart. (Oh Yeah -)

Solo:

Mid. 8.1: Just where things you've been staying,
What games you've been playin',
Who with girl I'd rather not know.
Took all I gave and threw it back in my face,
Now I'm forced into letting you go.

4. Repeat verse 1.

Outro: Why d'ya have to let me down now baby,
(repeat 'til end)



MODERN WORLD
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

1. Junkies are robbin’ your car and your home,
The pound in your pocket’s goin’ way down.
Alarms, loud music, yeah who wants to sleep,
A symphony of violence to darken your street.

2. Nuclear power plants waitin’ to go wrong,
The hole in the ozone, aids and terrorist bombs,
London where I live’s lookin’ really third world,
Yeah, tell me tell me, what’s happening girl.

Ch: This is the modern world, this is the modern world,
This is the modern world, for us baby.
This is the modern world, this is the modern world,
Yeah take a look, tell me what do you see.

3. Ex-mental patient it’s all gone wrong,
Nothin’ he can do, he’s too far gone.
Sleepin’ on the pavement, walk by on the other-side,
Count down the days, to his suicide.

Ch: This is the modern world, this is the modern world,
This is the modern world, for us baby.
This is the modern world, this is the modern world,
Take a good look ‘cos your children’ll ask you what did you see?

Instr.

Modern world  x  4

4. No work for Bill, it ain’t a laugh,
He’s getting’ frightened as the years roll past.
No money to make Mary his wife,
Drinks to the wasteland that’s that left of his life.

Ch: This is the modern world, this is the modern world,
This is the modern world, for us baby.
This is the modern world, this is the modern world,
This is the modern world for us baby.

Choruses to end.



(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

I've been up and I've been down.
Been all over this dirty town.
But I guess there's no gettin' over you.

Tried drinkin' in all your bars,
Tried lookin' up at all the stars.
But I guess there's no gettin' over you.

"Cos you knew all love's games.
An' I'm so broken now and in pain.
I guess I don't know,
How to put the pieces together again.

Ooh I'm losin' you,
My whole world's turned blue.
I guess there's no gettin' over you.
(Oh no)

Girls told me not to throw my heart away,
You know it's too late today.
I guess there's no gettin' over you.


NO WAY
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

1. You always gave me grief,
Stealing my time you little thief.
I thought your love was true,
Thatís why I stuck it out with you.
You went off with one of my friends,
You said it wouldnít happen again.
I was stupid I suppose,
I caught you puttiní back on your clothes.

Ch: Hey girl thereís no way Iím stickiní with you another day.
Hey girl thereís no way Iím stickiní with you another day.

2. I thought you were okay,
A little bit weird in your way.
It was you who wrecked my car,
Youíre nobody not a movie star.

Ch:

Mid. 8: You stole my chequebook and you tried to torch my flat,
You were rude to my friends and you tried to kill the cat.
It didnít take you long I swear,
Before youíd become my worst nightmare.

Solo:

3. You used to lie and lie,
Now itís goodbye goodbye.
Our relationship thereís nothiní in it,
I canít stand you for another minute.

Ch: x 2



RIP UP THE CITY
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Rip up the city,
Burn it all down now.
'Cos we ain't goin' no place,
We got nowhere to run.

The city's full of poison
The city's full of hate.
The city's full of false promises,
Let's open up the prison gates. (Hey hey)

Rip up the city,
Burn it all down now.
'Cos we ain't goin' no place,
we got nowhere to run.

An you can keep your inner city schemes,
And your centres of culture.
You got us livin' in a concrete nightmare,
You've given us no future.

Rip up the city,
Burn it all down now.
Death to suburbia,
An' to the uptown.

SOLO

Rip up the city,
Burn it all down now.
'Cos we ain't goin' no place,
we got nowhere to run.

An' you can keep your shoppin' centres,
Who the hell were they built for.
An' you can stick your brave new world,
'Cos bricks and gasoline'll come knockin' on your door.

Mid. 8: We don't want no police harrassement,
The kids want the schools to shut down.
An' we don't wanna pay no taxes,
We just want a little rock'n'roll fun (hey hey).

Rip up the city,
Burn it all down now.
Death to suburbia,
An' to the uptown.
Rip up the city.
Rip up the city.
Rip up the city.
Rip up the city, an' burn it all down!


SEX KICK
(Also known as INTO THE FUTURE)
Ian M Carnochan (Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

I want a new world, I want it with you.
Want your new love, to see me through.
So honey don't you stand and stare,
I like your clothes and I like your hair

You're pretty messed up for only 23,
So honey won't you come along with me.
And if you've some time to spare,
Take my hand and take me there.

And I wannit for my baby,
I wannit for myself.
Don't you help me mister,
If I can't help myself.

Into the future. (SEX KICK)
I wannit for my baby (SEX KICK)
I don't wanna be a rich man (SEX KICK)
So dont you be a pain in the ass (SEX KICK)

SOLO

(I never liked your blonde hair anyway)

Hang on here comes that feelin' again
You're so dumb your mother thinks you're insane
So honey if you've an hour to spare
Honey take my hand and take me there

Into the future (SEX KICK)
I wannit for my baby (SEX KICK)
I wanna be a rich man (SEX KICK)
So honey don't be a pain in the ass (SEX KICK)
Gonna be a new world (SEX KICK)
I'm looking for a cheap thrill (SEX KICK)
I'll build a new tomorrow (SEX KICK)
So don't you be a pain in the ass (SEX KICK)
(SEX KICK)
(SEX KICK)
(SEX KICK)
(SEX KICK)

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Here she comes, you know she's bringing you down.
You always said you'd be the last one to leave town.
But now you say that she's a bitch,
She's got that seven year itch.
Been and put you in a ditch,
An' you're gonna blow your brains out.
Never saw her cheatin',
All you heard was your own poor heart beatin',
Don'tcha cry when you see her goin' by,
Oh no no no no no no no.

She's real dynamite, she'll make you scream and shout.
You always said you knew what it was all about.
But now you're caught in a trap,
Oh my god you say as you look back,
If only you'd known which way things were gonna be goin',
Never saw her cheatin',
All you heard was your own poor heart beatin',
Don'tcha cry when you see her goin' by,
Oh no no no no no no no.

(Mixture of previous two verses except line: If only you'd known which cards you should've been showin'.)

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

She's the one you want,
She's the one you need.
Yeah she's the one,
The one you see in all your dreams.

She's the one you wanna tell the world about,
The one that you can't do without.
The one who makes you pull your hair out,
You're the one on her lil' roundabout.

She's the one who's got you cryin',
With your head down between your knees.
She's the one you need.

She's the one you need,
She's the one your imagination feeds.
She's the one you see in all your dreams,
But to her you don't mean a thing.

She's the one whose got you runnin',
Like tomorrow's never comin',
She's the one you need.
(Yeah -)

She's the one you want,
She's the one you need.
Yeah, she's the one,
The one your imagination feeds.

She's the one you think's so perfect,
The one you can't forget.
You're the one caught in her net,
Yeah you're the one she treats as a lil' pet.



STIFF LITTLE FINGERS
(John Ellis - no publishing details)
(The song the band STIFF LITTLE FINGERS got their name from!!)

Hangs a naked light over your face
Shines electricness upon your bed
If it wasn't for your Stiff Little Fingers
Nobody would know you were dead

You never really did much living
You mainly sat and watched your TV
I think it had you on remote control
Ticking over nicely

But you screwed up this time
Now you gotta start from the bottom again
It's a serious game
When you gotta start from the bottom again

I want to be dead

The optician said 20 20
But you stumbled round like you were blind
You never saw beyond your own 4 walls
It's a shame you never saw the light

But you screwed up this time
Now you gotta start from the bottom again
It's a serious game
When you gotta start from the bottom again
When you gotta start from the bottom again
When you gotta start from the bottom again
When you gotta start from the bottom again

I'm gonna start now.....


SWEET SWEET HEART
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Sweet sweet heart,
Sweet heart.
Sweet sweet heart,
Oh sweet sweet heart.

And you can always bring out the stars,
On the stormiest nights.
And you can always make it rain,
When the sun is shining bright.

Sweet sweet heart,
Sweet heart.
Sweet sweet heart,
Oh sweet sweet heart.

Mid 8: I remember when we were young,
Things used to look so pretty.
But now we're getting old,
I feel things have become so shitty.

Sweet sweet heart,
Sweet heart.
Sweet sweet heart,
Oh sweet sweet heart.

SOLO

Mid. 8:

Sweet sweet heart,
Sweet heart.
Sweet sweet heart,
Oh sweet sweet heart.


(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

We're troops of tomorrow,
We're hangin' round today.
We're playin' tough music,
'Cos it's hard times honey.

We need a new solution,
We want it quick.
We're gettin' frustrated,
It's makin' us sick.

We ain't got a bright future,
We bought it on the never-never.
Don't wanna be city prisoners,
We ain't gonna live forever.

We gotta stop that dreamin',
We gotta pick up that gun.
I said we're troops of tomorrow,
We got a new vision.

We're troops of tomorrow x 4

Left right, left right, etc.

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Na na na, etc.

U238 is in the atomic sea,
For satellite hatred she'll melt a city.
And the Earth will lie wrapped in a nuclear curtain,
No-one will escape that seems for certain.
(An' I go -)

U238 turns to U235,
What a great party we're all gonna die.
Big black curtain comin' down on me,
And you can't phone back from eternity.
(Oh no, an' I go -)

Ooh - whoo - ooh,
Don'tcha worry little angel
Ooh - whoo - ooh,
Don'tcha worry little angel.

Engage the enemy, engage your heart,
Lock in the computer and blow him apart.

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Feels like 1945,
Put your hands above your head if you wanna stay alive.
You think carrying guns is fun
I got the final solution, got the neutron bomb.

Well you broken down low-life take your hands off me,
Or I'll give you the brightest sunset that your ever gonna see.

Honey have I got a surprise for you,
Stick my bayonet right through you.

Well it's a warzone baby, ooh yeah
Well it's a warzone baby, ain't you glad it's for real.
It's a warzone baby, ooh yeah,
Well it's a warzone baby, movin' in for the kill.

I'm like an atomic reactor honey that's all,
But you'd better watch out 'cos I'm going critical.

Well it's a warzone baby, ooh yeah,
It's a warzone baby, alright.
Well it's a warzone baby, I know what I'm talking about.
Well it's a warzone baby, ooh yeah.
Well it's a warzone baby, aaagh!
Well it's a warzone baby, c'mon c'mon.
Well it's a warzone baby, ooh yeah.
Well it's a warzone baby.

(Pat Collier, Copyright Control)

Well I know a girl yeah she's mighty fine,
We go in clubs all the time.
An when we're there, we dance the night away,
We don't stomp, mash potato or sway

We vibrate
Vibrate together, vibrate,
Stamp our shoe leather, vibrate.
Tear at the tether,
C'mon everybody let's vibrate together.

We hit the floor, they all stand back,
We start to vibrate and the floor starts to crack.
Well by the second verse they're all joining in,
We don't to the hustle, hully gully or swim,

We vibrate
Vibrate together, vibrate,
Stamp our shoe leather, vibrate.
Tear at the tether,
C'mon everybody let's vibrate together,
C'mon everybody let's vibrate together,
C'mon everybody let's vibrate together.
Vibrate.

Well there's some people tell you what you gotta do do,
Release your spine, kick off your shoes.
Oh take your muscles into overdrive.
But don't you bother,
But don't you bother,
But don't you bother to bop or jive -

We vibrate
Vibrate together, vibrate,
Stamp our shoe leather, vibrate.
Tear at the tether,
C'mon everybody let's vibrate together.
C'mon everybody let's vibrate together.
C'mon everybody let's vibrate together.
Vibrate.

(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

Dance to the music, dance to the music.
Dance to the music, dance to the music.
'Cos if you dance to the music,
The night will last, the night will last,
The night will go on and on.

He drives a black Cadillac, whips and furs in the back.
He drives a black Cadillac, whips and furs in the back.
An' if you dance to the music,
The night will last, the night will last,
The night will go on and on.

You can take a chance on love, one more dance on love.
You can take a chance on love, one more dance on love.
'Cos if you dance to the music,
The night will last, the night will last,
The night will go on and on.



WRECKED ON YOU
(Ian M. Carnochan - Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

1. What you're looking for honey is a bit of stick,
You'd better knock it off or you'll get a fat lip.
Sure like to give Jesus a try,
But always turn into a monster an' make you cry.
(I'm gettin')

Ch: Wrecked on you, whoo whoo x 3
Wrecked on you.

2. Well the way you carry on well it just ain't fair,
You really freak me out in your black underwear.
Don't care honey where you've been,
Get may hands on you, do somethin' obscene.
(I'm gettin')

Ch:

Mid 8: Don't do this, don't do that.
You got me so messed up I don't know where I'm at.
But I'm givin' you some new information,
Leavin' you child for another destination.

Solo:

3. Ain't gonna read no intellectual shit tonight,
Gonna get some horror stories, wanna die of fright.
Tell you man I'm gonna blow a fuse,
I gotta rock 'n' roll lady who's really bad news.
(I'm gettin')

Ch:


(Pat Collier, Copyright Control)

Ch: Yeah Yeah Yeah x 4

1. Listen honey hear what I say,
I give you my love an' then you throw it away.
Well -

Ch:

2. Hey baby it's always the same,
You kiss my body then you kick in my brain.
Well -

Ch:

Mid. 8: Money honey that hurts,
Money honey that hurts,
Money honey your causin' me pain,
I don't know why you do it but you're doin' it again.
Well -

(Hey watch that guitar)

Ch:

24 HOUR PEOPLE
(Ian M. Carnochan, Notting Hill Music Ltd.)

1. He's havin' a good time,
But he's on the dole.
Never had no money,
But he's into rock'n'roll.
An' you know he's great,
You know he's gonna make it.
So you, Don'tcha stand around and hate it.

Ch: 'Cos he's 24 hour people,
He ain't no 9 to 5.
He's 24 hour people,
Won't take that same old jive.

2. You know she's livin',
In a fallout zone,
Of new wave music,
An' a broken home.

Ch: An' you know she's great, etc.

3. They're livin' in the city,
They know the whole thing's trash.
They don't want their new future,
Sold out for cash.

Ch: An' you know they're great, etc.


Lyrics to "ENERGIZE" album here!



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