You can reach but you can't grab it
You can't hold it, control it, no,
You can't bag it
You can push but you can't direct it
Circulate, regulate, oh no,
You cannot connect it
You know you're chewing bubble gum
You know what it is but you still want some
You just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff
You get confused but you know it
Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love,
You don't always show it

Let go, let's go, let's go,
Discotheque
Let go, let go, go go,
Discotheque
Looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head
Love

It's not a trick 'cause you can't learn it
It's the way you don't pay that's okay
'Cause you can't earn it

You know you're chewing bubble gum
You know what it is but you still want some
You just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff
Let go, let's go,
Discotheque
Go go, go go, discotheque
Love, love
Looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
I want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head

Love, love, love
You want heaven in your heart
Heaven in your heart
The sun, the moon and the stars
But you take what you can get
'Cause it's all that you can find
And you know there's something more
But tonight, tonight, tonight

Boom cha, boom cha
Discotheque
I can't get it, I can't, it's not enough
Boom cha, boom cha
Discothque
I can't get it, I can't, it's not enough
Boom cha, boom cha
Discotheque
I can't get it, I can't, it's not enough
Boom cha, boom cha
Discotheque
Boom cha, boom cha
Discothque

Take these hands, they're good for nothing
You know these hands never worked a day
Take these boots, they're going nowhere
You know these boots don't want to stray
You got my head filled with songs
You got my shoelaces undone
Take my shirt, go on and take it off me
You can tear it up if you can tie me down

Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved

Take the colours of my imagination
Take the scent hanging in the air
Take this tangle of a conversation
And turn it into your own prayer
With my fingers as you want them
With my nails under your hide
With my teeth at your back
And my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies

Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
And it looks like the sun but it feels like rain

Love is coming, pushing and shoving
In the belly of a woman
Heavy rhythm taking over
To stick together a man and a woman
Stick together man and woman
Stick together

I feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
And it looks like the sun but it feels like rain
And there's heat in the sun to see us through the rain
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel
Do you feel

Lookin' for to save my, save my soul
Lookin' in the places where no flowers grow
Lookin' for to fill that God shaped hole
Mother, mother sucking rock and roll
Mother

Holy dunc, spacejunk comin' in for the splash
Been around back, been around front
White dopes on punk staring into the flash
Been around back, been around front
Lookin' for baby Jesus under the trash
Been around back, been around front
Mother, mother sucking rock and roll
Mother
Mother hopping sugar popping dropping rock and roll
Happy
Mother

Mother, mother, mother
Mother, mother, mother

Mother, am I still your son
You know I've waited for so long to hear you say so
Mother, you left and made me someone
Now I'm still a child but no one tells me no

Lookin' for a sound that's gonna drown out the world
Been around back, been around front
Lookin' for the father of my two little girls
Been around back, been around front
Got the swing, got the sway, got my straw in lemonade
Been around back, been around front
Still looking for the face I had before the world was made
Been around back, been around front
Mother, mother sucking rock and roll
Mother
Bubble poppin', sugar droppin' rock and roll
Mother
Mother sucking, fucking rock and roll
Mother

Mother, mother, mother
Mother, mother, mother

Soothe me mother
Move me father
Move me brother
Woo me sister
Soothe me mother
Move me father
Show me mother
Show me mother
Show me mother
Show me mother
Show me mother
Show me mother

Nobody else here baby
No one here to blame
No one to point the finger
It’s just you and me and the rain
Nobody made you do it
No one put words in your mouth
Nobody here taking orders
When love took a train heading south

It’s the blind leading the blond
It’s the stuff, it’s the stuff of country songs
If God will send his angels
And if God will send a sign
And if God will send his angels
Would everything be alright

God’s got his phone off the hook, babe
Would he even pick up if he could
It’s been a while since we saw that child
Hanging ‘round this neighborhood
See his mother dealing in a doorway
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl
Jesus’ sister’s eyes are a blister
The high street never looked so low

It’s the blind leading the blond
It’s the cops collecting for the cons
So where is the hope
And where is the faith
And the love
What’s that you say to me
Does love light up your Christmas tree
The next minute you’re blowing a fuse
And the Cartoon Network turns into the news

If God will send his angels
And if God will send a sign
Well, If God will send his angels

Where do we go
Where do we go

Jesus never let me down
You know, Jesus used to show me the score
Then they put Jesus in show business
Now it’s hard to get in the door
Angel

It’s the stuff, it’s the stuff of country songs
But I guess it’s something to go on
If God will send his angels
Sure could use them here right now
Well If God will send his angels
And I want my life
Where do we go
And I want to feel my soul
Where do we go
And I want to know love
Where do we go
And I want to feel

Summer stretching on the grass
Summer dresses pass
In the shade of a willow tree
Creeps a crawling over me
Over me and over you
Stuck together with God's glue
It's gonna get stickier too
It's been a long, hot summer
Let's get under cover
Don't try too hard to think
Don't think at all

I'm not the only one starin' at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find
If you took a look inside
Not just deaf and dumb
I'm staring at the sun
Not the only one who's happy to go blind

There's an insect in your ear
If you scratch it won't disappear
It's gonna itch and burn and sting
You wanna see what the scratcing brings
Waves that leave me out of reach
Breaking on your back like a beach
Will we ever live in peace
'Cause those that can't do often have to
Those that can't do often have to preach

To the ones staring at the sun
Afraid of what you'll find
If you took a look inside
Not just deaf and dumb
Staring at the sun
I'm not the only one who'd rather go blind

Intransigence is all around
Military still in town
Armour plated suits and ties
Daddy just won't say goodbye
Referee won't blow the whistle
God is good but will he listen
I'm nearly great but there's something missing
I left it in the duty free
But you never really belonged to me

You're not the only one starin' at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find
If you stepped back inside
I'm not sucking on my thumb
I'm staring at the sun
Not the only one who's happy to go blind

When the fuel goes down she stops her car
Says it feels like freedom
She’s back on the street where the sweet smells are

She feels the ground is giving way
But she thinks we're better off that way
The more you take the less you feel
The less you know the more you believe
The more you have, the more it takes today

You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
Well, she don't care what it's worth
She's living like it's the last night on earth
The last night on earth

She's not waiting on a savior to come
Here eyes are closing
She's at the bus stop with the News Of The World
And the Sun, sun, here it comes
She's not waiting for anyone

You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
Well, she don’t care what it’s worth
She's living like it's the last night on earth
The last night on earth

The clock tells her that time is slipping
Slipping away, slip slide today
Minute hands and seconds sticking
Slipping away
There something going on she might be missing
The world turns and we get dizzy
The world turns and we get dizzy
Is it spinning for you the way it’s spinning for me
Slipping away

She's living, living next week now
You know she's going to pay it back somehow
She hasn’t been to bed in a week
She’ll be dead soon, then she’ll sleep

You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
You got to give it away
She already knows it hurts
She's living like it's the last night on earth
The last night on earth
Last night on earth
Last night
Yeah, yeah
The last night

You get to feel so guilty got so much for so little
Then you find that feeling just won't go away
You're holding on to every little thing so tightly
Till there's nothing left for you anyay

Goodbye, you can keep this suit of lights
I'm be up with the sun
I'm not coming down
I'm not coming down
I'm not coming down

You wanted to get somewhere so badly
You had to lose yourself along the way
You change your name but that's okay, it's necessary
And what you leave behind you don't miss anyway

Goodbye, you can keep this suit of lights
I'm be up with the sun
I'm not coming down
I'm not coming down
I'm not coming down

And I'm already gone
Felt that way all along
Closer to you every day
Didn't want it that much anyway

You're taking steps that make you feel dizzy
Then you get to like the way it feels
You hurt yourself, you hurt your lover
Then you discover what you thought was freedom was just greed

Goodbye, no emotional goodnight
We'll be up with the sun
Are you still holding on
I'm not coming down
I'm not coming down

Gone
Sun
Done
Sun
Gone
Sun
Done
Sun
Sun

Weather 'round here choppin' and changin'
Surgery in the air
Print shirts and southern accents
Cigars and big hair
We got the wheels and petrol is cheap
Only went there for a week
Got the sun got the sand
Got the batteries in the handycam

Her eyes all swimming pool blue
Dumb bells on a diving board
Baby's always attracted to the things she's afraid of
Big girl with the sweet tooth
Watches the skinny girl in the photo shoot
Freshmen squeaky clean
She tastes of chlorine

Miami
My mammy

Love the movies, love to walk those movie sets
Get to shoot someone in the foot
Get to smoke some cigarettes
No big deal we know the score
Just back from the video store
Got the car and the car chase
What's he got inside the case
I want a close up of that face
Here comes the car chase

Miami
My mammy
Miami
My mammy

I bought two new suits
Miami
Pink and blue
Miami
I took a picture of you
My mammy
Getting hot in a photo booth
Miami
I said you looked like a madonna
You said maybe
Said I want to have your baby, baby
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn’t be a problem
At least not in Miami
You know some places are like your auntie
But there's no place like

Miami
My mammy
Miami
My mammy
My mammy
Shakedown
Shakedown

If Coke is a mystery
And Micheal Jackson, history
If beauty is truth and
Surgery, the fountain of youth
What am I to do
Have I got the gifts to get me through
The gates of that mansion

If O.J. is more than a drink
And a big mac bigger than we think
If perfume is an obsession
And talk shos, confession
What have we got to lose
Another push and we'll be through
The gates of that mansion

I never bought a lotto ticket
I never parked in anyone's space
The banks, they're like chathedrals
I guess casinos took their place
Love "come on down"
Don't wake her, she'll come around
Chance is a kind of religion
Where you're damned for plain hard luck
I never did see that movie
Never did read that book
Love come on down
Let my numbers come around

Don't know if I can hold on
Don't know if I'm that strong
Don't know if I can wait that long
Till the colours come flashing
And the lights go on

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
And though I can't say why
I know I've got to believe
We'll go driving in that pool
It's who you know that gets you through
The gates of the Playboy Mansion
But they don't mention the pain

Then will there be no time of sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Then will there be no time of sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame

I want to sink in

Tonight the moon is playing tricks again
Yeah, I'm feeling seasick again
The world could just dissolve
Into a glass of water
I've been good
'Cause I know you don't want me to
Do you really want me to
Be blue as you
It's her daylight that gets me through
We've been here before
Last time you scratched at my door
The moon was naked and cold
I was like a two year old
Who just wanted more

If you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress

Tonight the moon has drawn its curtains
It's a private show
No one else going to know I'm wanting

Does it feel good
Sure it's okay
'Cause I dance with you

Sunlight, sunlight fills my room
It's sharp and it's clear
But nothing like the moon
It's okay
The struggle for things not to say
I never listened to you anyway
I got my own hands to pray

If you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress

Tonight the moon is a mirrorball
Light flickers from across the hall
Who'll catch the star when it falls
If you wear that velvet dress

So you never knew love
Until you crossed the line of grace
And you never felt wanted
Till you had someone slap your face
So you never felt alive
Until you almost wasted away

You had to win, you couldn't just pass
The smartest ass at the top of the class
Your flying colours, your family tree
And all your lessons in history

Please, please, please
Get up off your knees
Please, please, please
Please

So you never knew how low you'd stoop
Yo make that call
And you never knew what was on the ground
Until they made you crawl
So you never knew that the heaven you keep
You stole

Your Catholic blues, your convent shoes
Your stick-on tattoos, now they're making the news
Your holy war, your northern star
Your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car

Please, please, please
Get up off your knees
Please, please
Leave me out of this mess

So love is hard and love is tough
But love is not what you're thinking of
September, streets capsizing
Spilling over, down the drain
Shards of glass, splinters like rain
But you could only feel your own pain
October, talk getting nowhere
November, December
Remember, are we just starting again

Please, please, please
Get up off your knees
Please, please, please
Please
So love is big, it's bigger than us
But love is not what you're thinking of
It's what lovers deal, it's what lovers steal
You know I found it hard to recieve
'Cause you, my love, I could never believe

Jesus, Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world
And a fucked up world it is too
Tell me, tell me the story
The one about eternity
And the way it's all gonna be

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man

Jesus, I'm waiting here boss
I know you're looking out for us
But maybe your hands aren't free
Your father, he made the world in seven
He's in charge of Heaven
Will you put a word in for me

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man

Listen to the words, they'll tell you what to do
Listen over the rythm that's confusing you
Listen to the reed in the saxaphone
Listen over the hum of the radio
Listen over sounds of blades in rotation
Listen through the traffic and circulation
Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme
Listen over marching bands playing out their time

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man

Jesus, were you just around the corner
Did you think to try and warn her
Or are you working on something new
Is there an order in all of this disorder
Is it like a tape recorder
Can we rewind it just once more

Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man

I, I'm a humble guy
No, really I try
You know it's hard sometimes
True and hard working too
Working it up to get to see you
Sham sham sham shampoo

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good to me
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good to me
Here it comes, here it comes
Holy Joe

Please, don't make me say please
To champagne and ice cream
It's not what I want, it's what I need
Precocious, just a little precocious
Expialidocious, yeah yeah yeah
Devotion and some appreciation
A little heavy rotation looks good on me
You know it's not hard
I can think of a lot harder, oh yeah
Just wanted the mooment to last a little longer, yeah

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good to me
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good to me
Here it comes, here it comes
Holy Joe

Having the best time of anybody's life
Closer than ever to everybody's wife, oh yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good to me
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good to me
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good to me
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good
Here it comes, here it comes
Holy Joe