Remember me? I used to know film stars I never made friends I told you once to get into my car I'll try it again Don't talk to the animals The doctors
There's nothing like a bad joke to make the enemy choke Can't excuse the punchline, it never works the first time Look through broken windows and everybody
(t-shirts, dresses, books, stickers) the bargain beauty (seven inches, shoes, glitter) she loves the sales (hairdye, chocolate, toys, pictures) shops
there's nothing like a bad joke to make the enemy choke, can't excuse the punchline, it never works the first time, look through broken windows, and everybody
Skinny Tie says we forgot the eighties too quickly Like when the aesthetic mattered More than the content and the streaks in your hair Were louder than
Why don't you kiss and tell? They say learn from your mistakes But I can't learn anymore They say learn from your mistakes But I can't learn anymore
You gotta make a statement of intent If we're your careless children The monuments you're building Are subject to reclaim, yeah, yeah And are ours to
Got no gaps in yr teeth? you must be happy. Cola bottles, sugar coated. We've had sugar to eat, don't try and stop me. Flying saucers filled with sherbet
Got no gaps in your teeth? You must be happy Cola bottles, sugar coated We've had sugar to eat, don't try and stop me Flying saucers filled with sherbet
You think you look so cool With your t shirt tucked in Go to a public school Get your face punched in Stop wearing rugby shirts Nice 'n' fleecy You stupid
We have got the power to change This world and to rearrange This regime we're living under One that tears us all asunder But nobody wants to know Happy
Yeah, we wanna star in an eighties movie American bratpack members, truly Yeah, we want big hair, permed and curly So we can wear shades, looking mean
Mummy was a model back in 1983 Before the skinny girls invaded the industry She got a habit, got some plastic much too young She wants Dustin Hoffman
Let's go, Bis go We use the freedom from the sonic pollution To operate the sounds, hail our revolution Just 'cos we come ablaze and you can't keep up
She won't be seen today 'cause She was let down by those near They thrived upon blood and fear How hard to hold back a tear She won't be seen today '
Giving the show to children of all ages The proveyors of the finest in Teen-C power Girls and boys, ladies and gentlemen I give you the pop group, bis
Hey, you dark hair, I looked liked what I saw You stood so close, I don't know who you are I'm sure you smiled, I think I saw you look Will you be there
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