Zooropa

ZOOROPAZooropa... Vorsprung durch TechnikZooropa... be all that you can beBe a winnerEat to get slimmerZooropa... a bluer kind of whiteZooropa... it could be yours tonightWe're mild and greenAnd squeaky cleanZooropa... better by designZooropa... fly the friendly skiesThrough appliance of scienceWe've got that ring of confidence....And I have no compassAnd I have no mapAnd I have no reasonsNo reasons to get backAnd I have no religionAnd I don't know what's whatAnd I don't know the limitThe limit of what we gotZooropa... don't worry baby. It'll be alrightZooropa... you got the right shoesZooropa... to get you through the nightZooropa... it's cold outside, but brightly litZooropa... skip the subwayZooropa... let's go to the overgroundGet your head out of the mud babyPut flowers in the mud babyOvergroundNo particular place namesNo particular songI've been hidingWhat am I hiding from?Zooropa... don't worry baby. It's gonna be alrightZooropa... uncertainty... can be a guiding light Zooropa... I hear voices, ridiculous voicesZooropa... in the slipstreamZooropa... let's go, let's go... overgroundZooropa... take your head out of the mud baby(She's gonna dream up the world she wants to live inShe's gonna dream out loud)
BABYFACECatching your bright blue eyesIn the freeze frameI've seen them so many timesI feel like I must be your best friendYou're looking fine, so fine, oh my,Dressed up like a lovely dayBabyface, BabyfaceSlow down child, let me untie your laceBabyface, BabyfaceCover girl with natural graceHow could beauty be so kindTo an ordinary guy?Coming home late at nightTo turn you onChecking out every frameI got slow motion on my sideTurning around and aroundWith the sound and colourUnder my controlRound and around, going downDressed up like a lovely dayBabyface, BabyfaceTin foil hair all tied up in laceBabyface, BabyfaceBitter sweet girl won't you give me a tasteHow could beauty be so kindTo an ordinary guy?Do do do... etc.Babyface, Babyface, slow down child,Let me untie your laceBabyface, Babyface,Open that doorLet me unpack my caseBabyface, BabyfaceYou're everywhere childYou're all over the placeBabyface, Babyface,You're coming to me from outerspaceHou could beauty be so kindTo an ordinary guy?
NUMBDon't moveDon't talk out of timeDon't thinkDon't worry everything's just finejust fineDon't grabDon't clutchDon't hope for too muchDon't breatheDon't achieveDon't grieve without leaveDon't check just balance on the fenceDon't answerDon't askDon't try and make senseDon't whisperDon't talkDon't run if you can walkDon't cheat competeDon't miss the one beatDon't travel by trainDon't eatDon't spillDon't piss in the drainDon't make a willDon't fill out any formsDon't compensateDon't cower Don't crawlDon't come around lateDon't hover at the gate
LEMONLemonSee through in the sunlightShe wore lemonNever in the daylightShe's gonna make you cryShe's gonna make you whisper and moanBut when you're dryShe draws water from a stoneI feel like I'm slowly, slowly,slowlys slipping underI feel like I'm holding onto nothingShe wore lemonTo colour in the cold grey nightShe had heavenAnd she held on so tightA man makes a pictureA moving pictureThrough light projectedHe can see himself up closeA man captures colourA man likes to stareHe turns his money into lightTo look for herAnd I feel like I'm drifting, drifting,drifting from the shoreAnd I feel like I'm swimming out to herMidnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsLemonSee through in the sunlightA man builds a cityWith banks and cathedralsA man melts the sand so he canSee the world outside You're gonna meet her thereA man makes a car She's your destinationAnd builds roads to run (them) on You gotta get to herA man dreams of leaving	She's imaginationBut he always stays behindAnd these are the days when our work has come assunderAnd these are the days when we look for something otherMidnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsA man makes a pictureA moving pictureThrough light projectedHe can see himself up close	Gotta meet her thereA man captures colour She's your destinationA man likes to stare There's no sleeping thereHe turns his money into light She's imaginationTo look for herShe is the dreamerShe's imaginationThrough the light projectedHe can see himself up close
STAY (FARAWAY, SO CLOSE!) Green light, Seven ElevenYou stop in for a pack of cigarettesYou don't smoke, don't even want toI see you check your changeDressed up like a car crashThe wheels are turning byt you're upside downYou say when he hits you, you don't mindBecause when he hurts you, you feel aliveIs that what it is?Red lights, grey morningYou stumble out of a hole in the groundA vampire or a victimIt depend's on who's aroundYou used to stay in to watch the advertsYou could lip synch to the talk showsAnd if you look, you look through meAnd if you talk it's not to meAnd when I touch you, you don't feel a thingIf I could stay... then the night would give you upStay, and the day would keep its trustStay, and the night would be enoughFaraway, so closeUp with the static and the radioWith satelite televisionYou can go anywhereMiami, New Orleans, London, Belfast and BerlinAnd if you listen I can't callAnd if you jump, you just might fallAnd if you shout I'll only hear youIf I could stay... then the night would give you upStay then the day would keep its trustStay with the demons you drownedStay with the spirit I foundStay and the night would be enoughThree o'clock in the morningIt's quiet and there's no one aroundJust the bang and the clatterAs an angel runs to groundJust the bang and the clatterAs an angel hits the ground
DADDY'S GONNA PAY FOR YOUR CRASHED CARYou're a precious stone, you're out on your ownYou know everyone in the world, but you feel aloneDaddy won't let you weepDaddy won't let you acheDaddy gives you as much as you can takeA-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carA little uptight, you're a baby's fistButterfly kisses up and down your wristWhen you see him coming, you're licking your lipNails bitten down to the quickA-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carYou've got a head full of traffic You're a siren's songYou cry for mama, and daddy's right alongHe gives you the keys to a flamin' carDaddy's with you wherever you areDaddy's a comfortDaddy's your best friendDaddy'll hold your hand right up to the endA-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carSunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday,Friday, Saturday's Alright
DADDY'S GONNA PAY FOR YOUR CRASHED CARYou're a precious stone, you're out on your ownYou know everyone in the world, but you feel aloneDaddy won't let you weepDaddy won't let you acheDaddy gives you as much as you can takeA-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carA little uptight, you're a baby's fistButterfly kisses up and down your wristWhen you see him coming, you're licking your lipNails bitten down to the quickA-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carYou've got a head full of traffic You're a siren's songYou cry for mama, and daddy's right alongHe gives you the keys to a flamin' carDaddy's with you wherever you areDaddy's a comfortDaddy's your best friendDaddy'll hold your hand right up to the endA-ha, sha-la, A-ha, sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carSunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday,Friday, Saturday's Alright
THE FIRST TIMEI have a lover,A lover like no otherShe got soul, soul, soul, sweet soulAnd she teach me how to singShows me colours when there's none to seeGives me hope when I can't believe thatFor the first time I feel loveI have a brother,When I'm a brother in needI spend my whole time runningHe spends his running after meWhen I feel myself goin' downI just call and he comes aroundBut for the first time I feel loveMy father is a rich manHe wears a rich man's cloakGave me the keys to his kingdom (coming)Gave me a cup of goldHe said "I have many mansionsAnd there are many rooms to see"But I left by the back doorAnd I threw away the key...For the first timeFor the first timeFor the first timeI feel love
DIRTY DAYI don't know you . . .and you don't know the half of itI had a starring role . . .I was the bad guy who walked outThey said be careful where you aimBecause where you aim you just might hitYou can hold onto something so tightYou've already lost itDragging me downThat's not the way it used to beYou can't even rememberWhat I'm trying to forgetIt was a dirty dayA dirty dayYou want explanations . . .I don't even understandIf you need someone to blame . . .Throw a rock in the airYou're bound to hit someone guiltyFrom father to sonIn one life has begunA work that's never doneFather to son(And love . . . it won't last kissin' time)Get it rightThere's no blood thicker than inkHear what I sayNothing's simple as you thinkWake upSomethings you can't get aroundI'm in youMore so when they put me in the groundIt was a dirty dayA dirty dayHank saysTHE DAYS RUN AWAY LIKE HORSES OVER THE HILLS
THE WANDERERI went out walking throughthe streets paved with goldLifted some stonesSaw the skin and bonesOf a city without a soulI went out walking under an atomic skyWhere the ground won't turnAnd the rain it burnsLike the tears when I said goodbyeYeah I went with nothingNothing but the thought of youI went wanderingI went drifting through the capitals of tinWhere men can't walkOr freely talkAnd sons turn their fathers inI stopped outside a church houseWhere the citizens like to sitThey say they want the kingdomBut they don't want God in itI went out ridingDown that ol' eight laneI passed by a thousand signsLooking for my own nameI went with nothingBut the thought you'd be there tooLooking for youI went out thereIn search of experienceTo taste and to touchAnd to feel as muchAs a man canBefore he repentsI went out searching, lookin' for one good manA spirit who would not bend or breakWho would sit at his father's right handI went out walking with a bible and a gunThe word of God lay heavy on my heartI was sure I was the oneNow Jesus, don't you wait upJesus, I'll be home soonYeah I went out for the papersTold her I'd be back by noonYeah I left with nothingBut the thought you'd be there tooLooking for you...Yeah I left with nothingNothing but the thought of you...I went wandering