LYRICS
Burning Down The House
Words and music by David Bryne, Tina Weymouth, Christopher Frantz and Jerry Harrison
Fighting fire with fire
Watch out
You might get what you’re after
Cool babies
Strange but not a stranger
I’m an ordinary guy
Burning down the house
Hold tight
Wait ‘til the party’s over
Hold tight
Hold tight
We’re in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house
Here’s your ticket
Pack your bags
Time for jumping overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far
Maybe you know where you are
Fighting fire with fire
All wet
Yeah you might need a raincoat
Shakedown
Dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred n’ sixty five degrees
Burning down the house
It was once upon a place
Sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work
Baby what did you expect
Gonna burst into flame
Fighting fire with fire
Fighting fire with fire
Burning down the house
My house
S’out of the ordinary
That’s right
Don’t want to hurt nobody
Somethings can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house
Watch out
You might get what you’re after
Cool babies
Strange but not a stranger
I’m an ordinary guy
Burning down the house
Three hundred ‘n sixty five degrees
Burning down the house
Fighting fire with fire
Gonna burst into flame
Fighting fire with fire
Gonna burst into flame
My house
No visible means of support
And you have not seen nothing yet
Everything’s stuck together
I don’t know what you expect
Staring into your TV set
Fighting fire with fire
Mama Told Me Not To Come
Words and music by Randy Newman
Want some whiskey in your water, sugar in your tea?
What’s all these crazy questions, they're asking me?
This is the craziest party, there could ever be
Don’t turn on the lights, cause I don’t wanna to see
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
She said! That ain’t the way to have fun – Son!
Open up the window, let some air into this room
I think I’m almost choking, from the smell of stale perfume
And the cigarette you’re smoking, bout to scare me half to death
Open up the window let me catch my breath
Mama Told Me Not To Come
Mama told me not to come
She Said! That ain’t the way to have fun - son!
That ain’t the way to have fun - son! son! son!
The radio is blasting and someone’s knocking at the door
I’m looking at my girlfriend, she just passed out on the floor
I’ve seen so many things, I ain’t never seen before
Don’t know what it is, but I don’t wanna see no more
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come - Mama told me She said She said
That ain’t the way to have fun no no no!
That ain’t the way to have fun - son!
Mama told me
Mama told me
Mama told me
Mama told me
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain’t the way to have fun - son!
That ain’t the way to have fun – That what she say, she say!
That ain’t the way to have fun - no!
That ain’t the way to have fun - Mama told me
Mama told me
Mama told me
Mama told me
Mama told me
She told me not to come - Mama told me not to come!
That ain’t no way to have fun - That ain’t no way to have fun
That ain’t no way to have fun - son!
That ain’t no way to have fun – ah no no!
(maybe I should have listened)
Are You Gonna Go My Way
Words and music by Lenny Kravitz and Craig Ross
Hey Robbie are you ready for this - I’m always ready Tom, You know that
I think you were born ready - Ha ha, Come On
I was born long ago
I’m the chosen, I’m the one
I have come to save the day
And I won’t leave until I’m done
And that is why you got to try
You got to breathe and have some fun
Though I’m not paid, I play this game
And I won’t stop until I’m done
But what I really want to know is…
Are you gonna go my way?
And I got to, got to know
I don’t know why we always cry
We must leave and get undone
We have to change and rearrange
And turn this planet back to one
So tell me why, we got to die
And kill each other one by one
We’ve got to love and rub-a-dub
We’ve got to dance and fall in love
But what I really want to know is…
Are you gonna go my way?
And I’ve got to, got to know
Is that you telling it like it is, Yeah, exactly
Yeah, yeah Uh huh
Yeah Aw, play the Guitar, Son
C’mon
Whooh, Yeah, Whooh, Yeah, Whooh, Yeah, Whooh, Yeah
What I really want to know is
Are you gonna go my way?
And I got to, got to know
I got to know
Sunny Afternoon
Words and music by Raymond Davies
In the summertime
The taxman’s taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I can’t sail my yacht
He’s taken everything I’ve got
All I’ve got’s this sunny afternoon
Save me, from this squeeze
I’ve got a big fat momma tryin’ to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime (everything seems fine)
My girlfriend’s gone off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty
And now I’m sitting here
Sipping on my ice cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
Help me, sail away
Give me two good reasons why I ought to stay
Cos I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime
Everything is fine because it’s the summertime
In the summertime
(I don’t care about a doggone thing)
in the summertime
(I’m broke, I’ve skint, but it’s the summertime)
In the summertime
(even though I ain’t got a dime, in the summertime, I don’t have a dime)
In the summertime
(I just got this ice cold beer, everything seems fine)
In the summertime
(Nothing seems to matter)
Sex Bomb
Written and composed by Mousse T. and Errol Rennalls
(Aw, Aw baby, Yeah, Ooh Yeah, Huh, Listen to this)
Spy on me baby use satellite
Infrared to see me move through the night
Aim gonna fire shoot me right
I’m gonna like the way you fight
(And I love the way you fight)
Now you found the secret code I use to wash away my lonely blues (well)
So I can’t deny or lie cause you’re the only one to make me fly
(You know what you are you are a…)
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re a sex bomb (Uh, huh)
You can give it to me when I need to come along (give it to me)
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb
And baby you can turn me on (baby you can turn me on)
(You know what you’re doing to me don’t you, Ha, Ha, I know you do)
Now Don't get me wrong ain't gonna do you no harm (no)
This bomb’s made for lovin' and you can shoot it far
I'm your main target come and help me ignite (Ow)
Love struck holding you tight (Hold me tight darlin’)
Make me explode although you know the route to go to sex me slow (Slow baby)
And yes I must react to claims of those who say that you are not all that (Huh, Huh, Huh)
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb
You can give it to me when I need to come along
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb
And baby you can turn me on (turn me on darlin’)
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb (sex bomb)
You can give it to me when I need to come along
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb
And baby you can turn me on
You can give me more and more counting up the score (Yeah)
You can turn me upside down inside out
You can make me feel the real deal (Uh Uh)
I can give it to you any time because your mine
(Ouch, Sexbomb, Aw Baby)
Sex bomb sex bomb you’re my sex bomb
And you can give it to me when I need to be turned on (No, no)
Sex bomb sex bomb youre my sex bomb
And baby you can turn me on (turn me on)
And baby you can turn me on (turn me on)
baby you can turn me on (turn me on)
Ooh baby you can turn me on (turn me on)
baby you can turn me on (Oh)
baby you can turn me on (Oh)
baby you can turn me on
Well baby you can turn me on
You Need Love Like I Do
Words and music by Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong
You need love like I do
You need love, yes it’s true
You need love like I do
You need love, yes it’s true
You need love like I do
You need love, yes it’s true
Yes it’s true, yes it’s true, yes it’s true
Well Well Well
Seems like it was only yesterday
When my mama told me don’t fall in love with the first girl that comes your way
She was pretty and nice, but I took her advice and passed her by
Years have passed and don’t look like loves gonna give me a second try
Boy the look on your face tells me you undestand
Could it be your lovelife, like mine needs a helping hand
Well, you need love like I do don’t you
I can tell by the way you look when I’m looking at you
You need love like I do, don’t you
Well it seems like I’m looking in the mirror, when I’m looking at you
I can’t begin to tell the many nights I sit home lonely
Come on and tell me girl has it ever happened to you
I’m gonna tell you something and believe me it ain’t no joke
My love life is just like a sinking boat
I can understand a person being without money
But there’s surely no reason for a person to be without love
(listen to me now)
I’m a girl and you’re a guy (yes it’s true)
So come on let’s give love a try
You need love like I do don’t you
I can tell by the way you look when I’m looking at you
You need love like I do, don’t you
You need love like I do don’t you
I know it ain’t fit and proper for a girl to talk this way
But I can’t cope with this loneliness not one more doggon day (Ain’t it true girl)
Everyday has been an uphill climb to keeping my hopes afloat
Judging by your silence boy you must be in the same boat
You need love like I do don’t you
I can tell by the way you look when I’m looking at you
You need love like I do, don’t you
Well it seems like I’m looking in the mirror, when I’m looking at you
You need love like I do don’t you
I can tell by the way you look when I’m looking at you
You need love like I do, don’t you
Well it seems like I’m looking in the mirror, when I’m looking at you
Looking Out My Window
Words and music by Tom Jones
(Now people you know who I am,
and you know what I can do,
but I got a problem now and I’m gonna tell you about it,
I’m looking for this woman, y’see,
Listen, this is the way the story goes)
Looking out my window
Looking at the rain
Nothing left but pain
Why’d you go and leave me
Sad alone and blue
Looking out my window woman
Tryin’ to find you
Why did you leave me?
Why did you grieve me?
Looking out my window
What do I see?
Nobody’s crying
Half as bad as me
I don’t think that they feel
So alone and blue
Looking out my window baby
Trying to find you
Why did you leave me?
Why did you grieve me?
I’d like to tell you about
This little girl that left
Me so alone and blue
The trouble is if I paint the
Picture too well you
Might fall in love with her too
She was about 5-6
A little bag of tricks
My mama told me to watch myself but I didn’t listen
Because for you baby I’d scratch out my eye
Looking out my window
Down the railroad track
Waiting for that little brown eyed girl
She’s coming back
I gotta hear that whistle blowing
Down the line
Come back girl
She’ll be mine, oh mine
Why did you leave me?
Why did you grieve me?
Woah
Baby come on home
I’m so alone
Y’know I don’t care what the world might say
I’m gonna love you
Oh baby
I’m down on my knees
And I’m beggin’ you please
Ah
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
I love you, I love you
Come on home, come on home baby, come on home baby, come on home baby, to me.
Lust For Life
Words and music by David Bowie and James Osterberg
(Lust for life x 3)
Here comes Johnny in again
With liquor and drugs
And a flash machine
He’s gonna do another strip tease
Ah, hey man, where’d ya get that lotion?
I’ve been hurting since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love
Well, that’s like hypnotising chickens
I’m just a modern guy
Huh, of course, I’ve had it in the ear before
I have a lust for life
Cause I’ve a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
I’m worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a GTO
I wear a uniform
On a government loan
I’m worth a million in prizes
Yeah, I’m through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs
Ooh, I’m just a modern guy
Huh, of course, I’ve had it in the ear before
And I’ve a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause I’ve a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
A lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Ah a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
I’m just a modern guy
Huh, of course, I’ve had it in the ear before
And I’ve a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause I’ve a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
Ain’t That A Lot Of Love
Words and music by Willa Dean Parker and Homer Banks
I know the desert can’t hold all the love
that I feel in my heart for you, yeah
If I could spread it out across the sea
I know my love would cork it up
Ain’t that a lot of love
For one heart to hold
If the bees only knew how sweet you are, Baby
They would seal up their honey comb
If the birds could hear how sweet your voice is
They would tighten up the song
Ain’t that a lot of love
For one heart to hold
Your lips are so sweet
Honey, you’re my every need
You got a smile so rare
A love like yours I just can’t compare
Ain’t that a lot of love
For one heart to hold
If the cook in the kitchen had a touch as hot as yours
They wouldn’t need a fire
I can’t think of a word that describes your love better
Than the sky above
Ain’t that a lot of love
For one heart to hold
Yeah
Ain’t that a lot of love
Ain’t that a lot of love
For one heart to hold
One heart to hold
One heart to hold
One heart to hold
Ain’t that a lot of love
Ain’t that a lot of love
One heart to hold
One heart to hold
Ain’t that a lot of love
Ain’t that a lot of love
For one heart to hold
Oh that’s a lot of love
Lot of love
Sounds like a lot of love
Sounds like a lot of love
For one heart to hold
For one heart to hold
Baby It’s Cold Outside
Words and music by Frank Loesser
I really can’t stay
But baby, it’s cold outside
I’ve got to go away
Ah, baby, it’s cold outside
This evening has been
Been hoping that you’d drop in
So very nice
I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice
My mother will start to worry
Beautiful, what’s your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor
Listen to that fireplace roar
So really I’d better scurry
Oh beautiful, please don’t hurry
Maybe just a half a drink more
Why don’t you put some records on while I pour
The neighbours might think
Oh baby, it’s bad out there
Say, what’s in this drink
There’s no cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell
I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
Mind if I move a little closer
At least I’m gonna say that I tried
What’s the sense of hurting my pride
I really can’t stay
Baby don’t hold out
Ahh, but it’s cold outside
I simply must go
Oh, baby, it’s cold outside
The answer is no
You know it’s cold outside
This welcome has been
I’m lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm
Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious
Oh, your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door
Like waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious
Eww, your lips are delicious
Well maybe just a cigarette more
Never such a blizzard before
I’ve got to go home
Ah, baby, you would freeze out there
Say, lend me a comb
You know it’s up to your knees out there
You’ve really been grand
I thrill when you touch my hand
But don’t you see
How can you do this thing to me
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow
Making my life long sorrow
At least there will plenty implied
If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can’t stay
Get over that old out
Ah but it’s cold outside
Motherless Child
Words and music - traditional
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long long way from home
A long long way from home
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
And I know my time’s not long
I know that my time, it’s not long
Sometimes I feel like I’m heaven bound
Sometimes I feel like I’m heaven bound
Sometimes I feel like I’m heaven bound
And I wear a golden crown
I wear a golden crown
Sometimes I feel like my soul is on fire
Sometimes I feel like my soul is on fire
Sometimes I feel like my soul is on fire
And I’m about to die
And I’m about to die
I’m about to die
I’m about to die
I’m about to die
I’m about to die
I’m about to die
I ain’t got nobody to love me
I ain’t got nobody to hold me
I ain’t got nobody to squeeze me
I’m just a motherless child
I’m just a motherless child
(Lyrics from Gut Records web site)
© 2002