@ALBUM: Folk of the 80's part III @SONG: No dancing No dancing No dancing No dancing! No dancing And people try to tell me that my head is screwed on wrong And I try to remind them that I've known it all along I tell them that I couldn't see the writing for the wall And summer never answers when you call! No dancing No dancing No dancing! No dancing @SONG: Unsatisfaction I'm never satisfied when the answers could be real I may not know what's right but I know this can't be it And once life and twice life three times you hung me from within A one time two times thrice life you'd almost done me in I may not know what's right but I know this can't be it I'm never satisfied when the answers could be real And once life and twice life three times you hung me from within A one time two times thrice life you'd almost done me in Life falls down I rest my case I die, I die, I die, I die! And once life twice life and three times you hung me from within A one time two times thrice life you'd almost done me in A once life twice life and three times you hung me from within A one time, two times, thrice life you'd almost done me in Life falls down I rest my case I die, I die, I die, I die! I'm never satisfied when the answers could be real I may not know what's right but I know this can't be it I'm never satisfied when the answers could be real I may not know what's right but I know this can't be it And once life twice life you hung me from within A one time two times you'd almost done me in And once life twice life you hung me from within And one time, two times you'd almost done me in You'd almost done me in You'd almost done me in You'd almost done me in @SONG: Where do the boys go? (Ou vont les garcons) We walked around in circles singing ooo ha o I said we walk around for practically forever singing ooo ha o I said our heads were filled with things that Didn't really matter anyway we're singing ooo ha o I said we walk around for practically forever singing ooo ha o I say! We walked around in circles singing-- ooo ha o I said we walk around for practically forever singing-- ooo ha o I said our heads were filled with things that Didn't really matter anyway we're singing-- ooo ha o I said we walk around for practically forever singing-- ooo ha o I say: Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go? Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go? Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go? Ok, third line everybody sing Chorus repeat (We walk around in circles) We walked around in circles singing-- ooo ha o I said we walk around a practically forever singing-- ooo ha o I said our heads were filled with things that didn't matter anyway we're singing-- ooo ha o I said we walk around for practically all eternity singing-- ooo ha o I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o All to the tune of this very simple melody [Simple melody] Ta ta ta ta ta ta! Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go? Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go? Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go? T-tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go? Where do the boys go? Where do the boys go? Where do the boys go? Where do the boys go? @SONG: Mother's opinion Mother's opinion is that we're too young to be old And mother's opinion is we should never do what we are told And mothers reactions are the same as they were before And mothers anterior she gave us all of this and much more And mothers superior, she's been through all this before She's got a lot of things she wants to tell you Like who you are and what you've came here for Mothers reaction hasn't changed much since the war And mothers opinion is the same as it was before And mothers anterior she's got a lot of tricks up her sleeve And mothers superior, gave us everything that we need And mother superior, she's been through all this before She's got a lot of things she wants to tell you Like who you are and what you've came here for I say hey, it sounds familiar, but it just doesn't sound the same I say hey, it sounds familiar, but just a million miles away, hey, hey, hey And mothers reactions are the same as they were before And mothers anterior she gave us all of this and much more I say hey, it sounds familiar, but it just doesn't sound the same I say hey, it sounds familiar, just a million miles away, hey, hey, hey It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same It sounds familiar, just a million miles away, away! It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same It sounds familiar, just a million miles away It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same It sounds familiar, just a million miles away It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same It sounds familiar, just a million miles away It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same It sounds familiar, just a million miles away, away! @SONG: Eurotheme (Instrumental) @SONG: Messiahs die young All of those things that I wanted to say Well you can take those things and throw them all away- hey hey Because he who points the finger well only he gets hung That's why I don't to be a messiah, messiahs die young All of those things that I wanted to be Well you can take those things and throw them back at me- he he Because he is only just as good as he who is the one That's why I don't to be a messiah, messiahs die young Messiahs die young. Messiahs die young! They die young, Messiahs die young! Messiahs die young. Messiahs die young! They die young. Messiahs! Why get in line if you don't want to wait They say that time is money-- sell your watch today, hey hey And if you've never been to China well the slow boat leaves at one That's why I don't want to be a messiah, messiahs die I don't want to be a messiah, messiahs die I don't want to be a messiah! I just want to have fun Not die young. Messiahs die young! They die young. Messiahs die young! Messiahs die young. Messiahs die young! Messiahs die young. Messiahs! @SONG: I know their name I know their name. I saw their picture in the paper yesterday I know their name. I saw the story that was written on the page I know their name. I used to play with them they lived a block away I know their name. Their father used to drive a light blue chevrolet I know their name. I used to play with them I swear I know their name. I know their name. I used to play with them I swear I know their I know their name. I know their name. I know their name. I know their name. I know their name. I saw their picture in the paper yesterday I know their name. I saw the story that was written on the page I know their name. They had a dog that used to answer to Barney I know their name. I used to play with them they lived a block away I know their name. I used to play with them I swear I know their name. I know their name. I used to play with them I swear I know their I know their name. I know their name. I know their name. I know their name. (La guitar) I know their name. I used to play with them I swear I know their name. I know their name. I used to play with them I swear I know their I know their name. I know their name. I know their name. I know their name. I say. I know. I know I know their name. I know. I know I know their name. I know. I know I know their name. I know. I know (their name) I say: I I I I I I I know their name. I know. I know. I know their name. I I I I I I I know their name. I know. I know. I know their name. I say. I know. 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I know their name. @SONG: Folk of the 80's Folk of the 80's Well you can change your mind- it'll change your life You're going crazy It's not you don't want to work It's just that you're lazy And you can change your life- it'll change your mind It's amazing in the folk of the 80's And the folk of the 80's, is the folk of the city Folk of the country is the folk of the 60's And don't grow a beard- they'll call you a hippie I wear a construction, lumber jacket and shirt And I don't really like it, but hey, that seems to work And all of my friends now, it's the uniform of the day And I can't get away now, so I just want to say That the folk of the 80's, is the folk of the city Folk of the country is the folk of the 60's And don't cut your hair they'll call you a hippie I could sing of the trees I could sing of buttons and bees Others cry Oh why should I And bombs are falling What happened to Tony? He dug a hole in the ground When no one was looking It took him years to be found Now, he's making a living Selling parachutes door to door You might never need one But then again, there always a war Because and the folk of the 80's, is the folk of the city Folk of the country is the folk of the 60's And don't cut your beard they'll call you a hippie I could sing of the trees I could sing of buttons and bees Others cry Oh why should I And bombs are falling The folk of the 80's, is the folk of the cities Folk of the country is the folk of the 60's And don't grow a beard they'll call you a hippie I could sing of the trees I could sing of buttons and bees Others cry Oh why should I And bombs are falling I could sing of the trees I could sing of birds, love and peace Others cry Oh why should I And bombs are falling And bombs explode! [Boom!] @SONG: I Sing Last/Not for Tears We've been told lies. We've been herded around Taken for rides, told that this is the one We've learned all the steps and where do they lead Right back to zero or not far I believe Making history as we open our eyes And no one's quite sure so we... We improvise And wherever it leads us is wherever we'll go I'd dance forever if they'd let me, you know Wearing our hair up in anger we cry The revolutions dead it went out in style The children are learning much faster than we Soon they'll be older but then again, so will we Time has come for each of us to decide To follow blindly or to step out of line The party is over it has been for years Let's use the water to wash up, not for tears Seems such a pity It seemed we had the same dream And thinking of things past You sang first I sang last You sang first I sang last You sang first I sang last