Adam Ant
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"1969 Again"
"1969 Again"
Well hello matey
What have you done for me lately?
Yeah
Are you paying my rent?
Are you my best friend?
You cant beat our meat
So you better shut your pipehole
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Or is it 1969 Again?
Oh how you make me
Wish I was a baby
Yeah
When you're playing Miss Swish
Knickers on we're british
You're my agony nanny
With you big towel protection
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Coz it's 1969 Again
God made the little fishes
And god he made the seven seas
God makes us to pay for our sins
That's why he gave us
The bingly bongly children
1969 Again...
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Coz it's 1969 Again
1969 Again...
"1969 Again"
Well hello matey
What have you done for me lately?
Yeah
Are you paying my rent?
Are you my best friend?
You cant beat our meat
So you better shut your pipehole
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Or is it 1969 Again?
Oh how you make me
Wish I was a baby
Yeah
When you're playing Miss Swish
Knickers on we're british
You're my agony nanny
With you big towel protection
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Coz it's 1969 Again
God made the little fishes
And god he made the seven seas
God makes us to pay for our sins
That's why he gave us
The bingly bongly children
1969 Again...
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Coz it's 1969 Again
1969 Again...
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"A.N.T.S."
"A.N.T.S."
Antfan, there's no need to feel down
I said Antfan,'cos we ain't been around
I said Antfan, there's no others in town
Who can do the things that we do
Antfan, there's a place you can go
I said Antfan, called the Antmusic Show
I said go there to Adam and the Ants
They can make you start new romance
It's fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on that paint, and hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
Antfan, I was once in your shoes
So tired, and fed up with the blues
So I went and got me a sound
And we called that sound Antmusic
No band does it just like we do
I said no band gets to satisfy you
Go there to Adam and the Ants
They can make you start new romance
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on your paint, and hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
Antfan, what do you want to be
Nowhere, or an Ant just like me
You can go there to Adam and the Ants
They can make you start new romance
It's fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on your kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on your paint, hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
A.N.T.S.
A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
Dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on that paint, hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
A.N.T.S.
"A.N.T.S."
Antfan, there's no need to feel down
I said Antfan,'cos we ain't been around
I said Antfan, there's no others in town
Who can do the things that we do
Antfan, there's a place you can go
I said Antfan, called the Antmusic Show
I said go there to Adam and the Ants
They can make you start new romance
It's fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on that paint, and hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
Antfan, I was once in your shoes
So tired, and fed up with the blues
So I went and got me a sound
And we called that sound Antmusic
No band does it just like we do
I said no band gets to satisfy you
Go there to Adam and the Ants
They can make you start new romance
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on your paint, and hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
Antfan, what do you want to be
Nowhere, or an Ant just like me
You can go there to Adam and the Ants
They can make you start new romance
It's fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on your kilt, dye your hair green
And dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on your paint, hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
A.N.T.S.
A.N.T.S.
Put on a kilt, dye your hair green
Dance to Zerox-machine
A.N.T.S.
Fun to go to the A.N.T.S.
Put on that paint, hold up your head
Till all the tough men drop dead
A.N.T.S.
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"Alien"
"Alien"
Great when you call us
Thank you for staying with us
We missed you all so desperately
But don't blink or you'll miss me
On a street like this as it were
From the thick of Jerusalem
Is what makes you love old England
The roots of freedom are here
Say what you will about the Alien
Just dig in and start with the sky
He's welcome and ever may be so
And then somehow everything seems
To come out right
So let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
The Alien
You're such a killer
But oh just you trade that in
For tea and Jammie Dodgers
Down the prospect and sing
On a street like this as it were
From the thick of Jerusalem
Is what makes you love old England
The roots of freedom are here
Say what you will about the Alien
Just dig in and start with the sky
He's welcome and ever may be so
And then somehow everything seems
To come out right
So let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
The Alien
"Alien"
Great when you call us
Thank you for staying with us
We missed you all so desperately
But don't blink or you'll miss me
On a street like this as it were
From the thick of Jerusalem
Is what makes you love old England
The roots of freedom are here
Say what you will about the Alien
Just dig in and start with the sky
He's welcome and ever may be so
And then somehow everything seems
To come out right
So let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
The Alien
You're such a killer
But oh just you trade that in
For tea and Jammie Dodgers
Down the prospect and sing
On a street like this as it were
From the thick of Jerusalem
Is what makes you love old England
The roots of freedom are here
Say what you will about the Alien
Just dig in and start with the sky
He's welcome and ever may be so
And then somehow everything seems
To come out right
So let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
The Alien
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"Amazon"
"Amazon"
Just stay out of my face
And get out of this place
Stop pulling my string
If you want a nice face
Boy
None so dull as spoken word
Things like "girls be seen not heard"
And when she fights you back
Don't call her Amazon
Be very quiet,
Nothing to say
Talk like a nice boy
And you'll be O.K.
You dig
A slice of heaven is what you are
Said Mary Joe in her little car
A slice of heaven is what you are
Now sensual big ladies are
Stranger in town
Plenty of cash
But you're in the wrong place friend
If you want to be flash
Dig it
The sweetest girl I ever knew
Was six feet four with eyes of blue
She's so wonderful
Don't call her Amazon
A slice of heaven is what you are
Said Mary Joe in her sports car
Such a darling child
Don't call her Amazon
A-M-A-Z-O-N
"Amazon"
Just stay out of my face
And get out of this place
Stop pulling my string
If you want a nice face
Boy
None so dull as spoken word
Things like "girls be seen not heard"
And when she fights you back
Don't call her Amazon
Be very quiet,
Nothing to say
Talk like a nice boy
And you'll be O.K.
You dig
A slice of heaven is what you are
Said Mary Joe in her little car
A slice of heaven is what you are
Now sensual big ladies are
Stranger in town
Plenty of cash
But you're in the wrong place friend
If you want to be flash
Dig it
The sweetest girl I ever knew
Was six feet four with eyes of blue
She's so wonderful
Don't call her Amazon
A slice of heaven is what you are
Said Mary Joe in her sports car
Such a darling child
Don't call her Amazon
A-M-A-Z-O-N
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"And So You Shall"
"And So You Shall"
Life is like a pantomime
Where boys and girls sing all the time
I wish I wish that I could dance
Like Michael Jackson NO chance
I wish I wish that I could make records so good
That people would
Buy two instead of one in case
They damaged it and so replace
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
Life is like a pantomime
Where boys and girls sing all the time
I wish I wish that I could dance
Like Michael Jackson NO chance
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
Look behind you! Where?
There! Look behind you!
Where? There!
Look behind you! Where?
Look behind you! Where?
There! Look behind you!
Where?
I don't care just what you say
Because you're not my genie anyway
I wish I wish that I could make records so good
That people would
Buy two instead of one in case
They damaged it and so replace
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
The night was cold, the air so damp
I stumbled on a dirty lamp
I gave it a rub when upon my soul
"I'm the genie, hello"
Genie's cool in large amounts
He says he knew Basey before he could count
That's my little joke he said and smiled
I got my bubbles and this cat's wild
Wouldn't it be nice if all
There were no journalists at all
"Good idea" I heard him say
"I bought my Beano anyway"
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
I wish I wish that I could smile
Like a certain Terry Lee Miall
I wish I wish that I could smile
Like a certain Terry Lee Miall
I wish I wish I wish I wish
That nice young girls didn't smell of fish
I wish I wish that I could smile
Like a certain Terry Lee Miall
I wish I wish I wish I knew
"And So You Shall"
Life is like a pantomime
Where boys and girls sing all the time
I wish I wish that I could dance
Like Michael Jackson NO chance
I wish I wish that I could make records so good
That people would
Buy two instead of one in case
They damaged it and so replace
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
Life is like a pantomime
Where boys and girls sing all the time
I wish I wish that I could dance
Like Michael Jackson NO chance
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
Look behind you! Where?
There! Look behind you!
Where? There!
Look behind you! Where?
Look behind you! Where?
There! Look behind you!
Where?
I don't care just what you say
Because you're not my genie anyway
I wish I wish that I could make records so good
That people would
Buy two instead of one in case
They damaged it and so replace
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
The night was cold, the air so damp
I stumbled on a dirty lamp
I gave it a rub when upon my soul
"I'm the genie, hello"
Genie's cool in large amounts
He says he knew Basey before he could count
That's my little joke he said and smiled
I got my bubbles and this cat's wild
Wouldn't it be nice if all
There were no journalists at all
"Good idea" I heard him say
"I bought my Beano anyway"
Oh, so you shall
So you shall
So you shall
So you shall
I wish I wish that I could smile
Like a certain Terry Lee Miall
I wish I wish that I could smile
Like a certain Terry Lee Miall
I wish I wish I wish I wish
That nice young girls didn't smell of fish
I wish I wish that I could smile
Like a certain Terry Lee Miall
I wish I wish I wish I knew
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"Angel"
"Angel"
Well come tell me your story
I'll tell you mine
Sunday morning Communion
Standing in a line
Feelling like a cannibal
Eating flesh and drinking blood
Disguised as wine
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
So come tell me your story
I'll tell you all
Looking at rococco statues
And paintings on the wall
Sitting up there high and mighty
Was this Eden was this hell?
I had to know
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
You're an angel...
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
For an angel...
"Angel"
Well come tell me your story
I'll tell you mine
Sunday morning Communion
Standing in a line
Feelling like a cannibal
Eating flesh and drinking blood
Disguised as wine
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
So come tell me your story
I'll tell you all
Looking at rococco statues
And paintings on the wall
Sitting up there high and mighty
Was this Eden was this hell?
I had to know
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
You're an angel...
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
For an angel...
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"Anger, Inc."
"Anger, Inc."
Legend has it in forty seven
Four thousand bikes met a force of seven
Fourth of July was the time
In a town called Hollister
At the uphill climb
Poor Jack Kerouac
Riding with his paperback Camus
In the pocket of his army fatigues
It's kind of hard to spend your time
Keeping cans of soup in line
When you've been the waist gunner
On a B.17 singing
Anger Incorporated
Anger
Anger Incorporated
Anger
Whoever you are
They will scare
No friend of hoodlums anywhere
Like John Dillinger -- number one
Crime crazy filthiness all rolled into one
Born in the shadow of the Boozefighters
In tiny bars and up all nighters
Terrorizing the local staff
Cool and crazy
Two wheeled Luftwaffe
"Anger, Inc."
Legend has it in forty seven
Four thousand bikes met a force of seven
Fourth of July was the time
In a town called Hollister
At the uphill climb
Poor Jack Kerouac
Riding with his paperback Camus
In the pocket of his army fatigues
It's kind of hard to spend your time
Keeping cans of soup in line
When you've been the waist gunner
On a B.17 singing
Anger Incorporated
Anger
Anger Incorporated
Anger
Whoever you are
They will scare
No friend of hoodlums anywhere
Like John Dillinger -- number one
Crime crazy filthiness all rolled into one
Born in the shadow of the Boozefighters
In tiny bars and up all nighters
Terrorizing the local staff
Cool and crazy
Two wheeled Luftwaffe
MODERATOR
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- 06.07.2010
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"Animals And Men"
"Animals And Men"
Uno, due, tre, quattro ...
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
War is the world's only hygiene
Energy and fearlessness
Racing car the beauteous beast
Hurl defiance at the stars
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
Voices of animals... animals men!
Voices of animals... animals men!
(And the futurist theatre goes)
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
Noises obtained by percussion
Metal, wood on skin and bone
Voices of animals and men
Laugh and shout and scream and moan
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
Voices of animals... animals men!
Voices of animals... animals men!
(And the futurist theatre goes)
"Animals And Men"
Uno, due, tre, quattro ...
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
War is the world's only hygiene
Energy and fearlessness
Racing car the beauteous beast
Hurl defiance at the stars
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
Voices of animals... animals men!
Voices of animals... animals men!
(And the futurist theatre goes)
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Marinetti, Boccioni, Carra, Balla, Palazzeschi!
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
Noises obtained by percussion
Metal, wood on skin and bone
Voices of animals and men
Laugh and shout and scream and moan
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
Voices of animals... animals men!
Voices of animals... animals men!
(And the futurist theatre goes)
MODERATOR
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"Ant Rap"
"Ant Rap"
Rap up!
Rap it up!
Put some wax on the trax and slide on outta here
Hane hane hane hane hane
Hatchets in the corner ears to the ground
Improve to the groove get down to the sound
Buttons and bows and bleu blanc rouge
All things lively must be used
Liberté, egalité, au jourd'hui c'est très très très
Voici l'opportunité nous incroyables
I got the moves they got the grooves
Summoned the Gods and they all approved
Bad vibes akimbo on the shelf
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
This gold on the teeth's no sense at all
It only matters when it's on the wall
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:
Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
So tired of anarchists looking at me
Don't need their credibility
"Destroy," they say, "Defy! Condemn!"
As long as you don't destroy them
With twenty years of drugs and drink
I thought the time had come to think
About standing up and saying that
It's tragedy and such old hat
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:
(I got) Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
These happy feet are all we need
Summoned the Gods and they all agreed
These feet won't stop they're in such a hurry
I knock it on the head and I go for a curry
Staying sober can be neat
Get drunk on these here happy feet
Keep on trying to pin me down
"Why a title for your sound?"
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's do this rapping thing again...
I got Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth...
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth... [repeat]
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing
And I have the mouth
And you have the mouth
And they got the mouth
"Ant Rap"
Rap up!
Rap it up!
Put some wax on the trax and slide on outta here
Hane hane hane hane hane
Hatchets in the corner ears to the ground
Improve to the groove get down to the sound
Buttons and bows and bleu blanc rouge
All things lively must be used
Liberté, egalité, au jourd'hui c'est très très très
Voici l'opportunité nous incroyables
I got the moves they got the grooves
Summoned the Gods and they all approved
Bad vibes akimbo on the shelf
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
This gold on the teeth's no sense at all
It only matters when it's on the wall
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:
Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
So tired of anarchists looking at me
Don't need their credibility
"Destroy," they say, "Defy! Condemn!"
As long as you don't destroy them
With twenty years of drugs and drink
I thought the time had come to think
About standing up and saying that
It's tragedy and such old hat
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:
(I got) Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
These happy feet are all we need
Summoned the Gods and they all agreed
These feet won't stop they're in such a hurry
I knock it on the head and I go for a curry
Staying sober can be neat
Get drunk on these here happy feet
Keep on trying to pin me down
"Why a title for your sound?"
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's do this rapping thing again...
I got Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth...
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth... [repeat]
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing
And I have the mouth
And you have the mouth
And they got the mouth