There's only one course of action Left for me to take I've tried every switch selection That might control this state I think for my protection I'd better
I don't feel fear or panic And nothing brings me down I'm an aerospaceage warrior I can fly sideways through sound My reflexes and reactions Are as fast
There`s home computers now That can keep an eye on you The Talk with Swedish accents And tell you what to do An acid rain is falling An acid rain is falling
Late in the night he woke to a phone call. They'd found a device and it was unstable. They'd thrown a cordon and evacuated. The cool courage of bomb squad
A flight of steel eagles tearing by The ripped silk screaming of the rended sky Flame on through sound and make time fly What a good way to go What a
Vegas neon skin Coin arcade Like Pigalle at night Esplanade Could be Amsterdam Might get laid Hanging out on the seafront Hanging out on the seafront
Why do you always have to make me explain? Go over everything time, time and again You go around with your mind in a sling Even when I tell you it did
He went to work Went on with a Thompson gun Ten magazines and his case weighed a ton Booked a hotel room with a view of the street And a speakeasy bar
Hey Ma, take a look at your boy Up on the stage with his latest toy His hair to his shoulders, growing it down to his knees He looks like he's suffering
Death to engines in the air Chaos take the human wing Death to jet and turbo prop Death to stick and death to string Ruin the fuselage Destruction to
They said Ned Ludd was an idiot boy Ned Ludd, Ned, Ned Ludd That all he could do was wreck and destroy Ned Ludd, Ned, Ned Ludd Ned Ludd had Japanese eyes
An empty stage swathed in velvet drapes Curtain folds drawn in shadowscapes Little girls swirl in the air In their hair They wear the flowers we threw
All good things must end The straightest rose will bend Its colours droop and wilt Just like a love affair The Pink Sensation fades The Sterling Silver
Command the good incendiaries With their charred fingers Set fire to the shelves of the libraries Deviate the course of canals To flood the cellars of
You work all night And it's really frightening 'Cause you're so ambitious It's just a habit That you have to grab it You're avaricious I know you'll
It's the same, an action replay It's the same, a game that we play It's the same, the things that we say All over again It's the same, it don't get better
She was talking about the world situation She was sitting on a coffee-bar stool I heard her say something clever 'bout inflation And the Ayatollah's rule
