insane 'Cause when it's going good It's going great I'm Superman With the wind in his bag She's Lois Lane But when it's bad It's awful I feel so ashamed
like rain Be nothin' left after the hurricane This here's a jungle, ain't no lie Look at the people, terror in their eyes Bad business comin', can't
it makes me high Bring it over, yeah, send it over, yeah It ain?t over, yeah ?Till I say that it?s over, come on You know you want it as bad as I do
it, I like to party It's dramatic, it's electrifying Wind me up and watch me go Where she stops nobody knows A good excuse to be a bad influence on
Corn in the fields Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water King harvest has surely come I work for the union 'Cause she's so good to
Well, it's an ill wind that blows no good And it's a sad one that won't love like I know it should And oh, how lonesome you must be And it's a shame if
the wind it has been blowin' Its been blowin' so strong They're afraid to raise the flag 'less it gets torn to shreds But God forbid the wind should ever
I pulled into the shopping center And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother Like ice cream melting they embraced Years of bad decisions
the girl all the bad guys want 'Cause she's the girl all the bad guys want 'Cause she's the girl all the bad guys want 'Cause she's the girl all the bad
bad, it's not so bad I feel my vision slipping in and out of focus But I'm pushing on for that horizon I'm pushing on Now I've got that blowing wind
Oh, the twentieth century wasn't all that bad It was a time like no one else has ever had We learned to drive, we learned to fly We sent a man into the
me she don't give brain, like I'm stupid You can do anything if you put your mind to it Get it, don't think about it The game is bad playa, ain't it bad
[Spoken] This has got to be the saddest day of my life I called you here today for a bit of bad news I won't be able to see you anymore Because of
king of groove you'll be jammin' back You got your Dukes of Hazzard and your Duke of Earl and the queen of Sheba, she was one bad girl Aretha Franklin
will bring your sprits down to the ground And never let you see, the good things all around Everytime we seem to let our feelings flow Our luck run out and the wind
[Jocko Homo/Devo] They tell us that we lost our tails, Evolving up from little snails. I say it's all just wind and sails. Are we not men, we are Devo
They all waved good-bye and so began our three day journey We picked up a guy holding a sign that said, "Twine ball or bust" He smelled real bad and