Тексты песен Adam Ant

Hey Sweetie, let's you and me get clear my head, flesh, body and soul Hey Sweetie, in spite all the hangers thrown, clean out every thing known Well there's no names here just ties and faces Living in

Well come tell me your story I'll tell you mine Sunday morning Communion Standing in a lineFeelling like a cannibal Eating flesh and drinking blood Disguised as wine I know some day we're gonna see Wi

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni 10:35 and I hope I've made The right decision Heart is beating I'm alive But I don't call this living Rationalise till I'm blue in the face You cannot lose if you throw the race

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni Ten - dress it up Nine - dress it up Eight - dress it up Seven - dress it up, dress it up Six Fa Fa Fa Fa Fa Five Hey hey what do you say? Had me a woman she ran away Warned me

Adam Ant My baby says I mistreat her I don't know about that I only know when I beat her She like to call me a - She keeps on playing those B-side records All day long in the flat "They're a litt

You're sitting 'round with all that long blonde hair I said: "Ooh call me sausage" Carry on, carry on we'll re said Ooh call me sausage Well you don't no you don't Let me know let me know Wh

Have you ever had a ride in a light blue car? Have you ever stopped to think who's the slave and who's the master? Have you ever had trouble with your automobile? Have you ever had to push push push p

Kennedy died in '63 Poor John.F- Kennedy died in '63 Poor John.F- Kennedy died in '63 Poor John.F- Kennedy died in '63 Poor John.F- Kennedy No more messing 'round Playing with Monroe No more turning o

For a time he lived in Tennessee A brilliant hillbilly A cool zombie The People there were real friendly Flat top cats and dungarees A cool zombie The town of Dayton suited me 54 Pickup, eggs over eas

People come people go, how long I'll stay I just don't know When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come Crackpot history and the right to lie People love people hate, for my downfall they j

Well hello here's looking at you A lovely tan, make sure they see you A vintage car made by no one knows Dual fins, I said masters, didn't you know Wind me up and pull my string But remember one small

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni Too emotional am I? Too emotional am I? With a spirit soaring Ten miles high I sing loud words that make me cry Too emotional are we? Too emotional are we? Defying all security

I'm a friend of Mister Pastry I'm a friend of Allen Jones I'm a friend of Shirley Bassey I'm a friend of your chromosomes I'm a friend of Stuart Sutcliffe I'm a friend of Michael Miles I'm a friend of

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni Well you walk the walk And you smile the smile You don't care who you hurt As long as it's me Well you play the part And you tear my heart You don't care who you hurt As long as

With the heartbreak open So much you can't hide Put on a little makeup makeup Make sure they get your good side good side If the words unspoken Get stuck in your throat Send a treasure token token Wri

Densmore/Manzarek/Morrison/Krieger Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jump in your game Hello, I love you Won't you tell me your name? Hello, I love you Let me jum

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni 0 lucky lucky me I can live here in luxury Can't answer your simplicity You've got to stop your grumbling And all that human bondage den And try to make a man of me Oh never nev

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni I live the life that I've been left I leave most things unspoken But deep inside Geronimo is tearing me apart I've seen him in the streets And I've seen him in the pictures Kill

walk any city and you'll find me there I'm on the channel or a full-page spread so very dandy and so haute couture don't say you like it! (ohh, oh, ooohhh) don't say you like it! (ohh, oh, oh no) you'

Big C big H mash Mary name it What a ride what a ride You got me dizzy with that bullwhip We clutched each other the walls closed in Don't bust my chops like Gungadin We're coming home now diggety dig

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni You can hang me by the neck Till I'm dead, dead, dead Kiss my mouth until it's red, red, red Now is the time honey, this is the place The good and the bad guy face to face Blood

Adam Ant/Andre Cymone Down in Piccadilly down in West One They dress like Laurence Harvey The immaculate son She looks good and lovely A sight for all to see With a voice you could get lost in Eightee

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni All I thought I wanted was a front door All I thought I wanted was a place in the country Now I realise I wanted so much more Some I love but you I adore You think you're really

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni Don't you ever, don't you ever stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome don't you ever, don't you ever stop being dandy, showing me you're handsome Prince Charming Prince Ch

Uno, dos, tres, quatros........arriba! I've seen you walking down the street What's that big dog by your feet Whatever it is, it could do with a beating It looks to me like....... a Puerto Rican A chi

Punky young girl you're a piece of work Designed to make a body hurt Punky young girl, well what do you know Got ourselves a new Bardot Punky young girl needs a middle aged man Whose midlife crisis yo

Boots... Kitty, Kitty! Pussycat's going to London Looking for love and for fame I wish somebody had told her City folks ain't the same Pussycat carries a postcard Won't the big city be nice That's the

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni There's a gang in every town I say that the rules be turned around listen here from one who knows be fearless just like the Scorpios pretty, look young be fearless like the Scor

Take in me Your taking liberty You say you want "pretty polly" Well your barking up wrong the tree Your fussy walk, tried to run fussy Well you can do it with a stranger, immerse yourself in

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni I call round your house I try on your phone but you cry Leave me alone leave me alone I like your face you dig my eyes Come on now honey try this for sighs And if a push comes t

Adam Ant One million A. D. There'll be you there'll be me Rocky's dead That's Rocky 1003 Red stars and stripes One big team With little Europe In between U. S. S. A. U. S. S. A. U. S. S. What you want

Giorgio Moroder/Pete Belotte (from the soudtrack of "Metropolis", 1984) Is there a mask behind the face Is it a sleeveless ace Can a smile conceal a sneer How do we see clear What makes the

Adam Ant Why? Oh why? Tell me why? Do girls Love.. Horses? Why? Oh why? Tell me why? Do girls Love.. Horses? Is it Gos they're round? Or they're six feet off the ground? Is it because they're on top?

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni/Bonnie Hayes Did I tell you how much I miss Your sweet kiss? Did I tell you I didn't cry? Well I lied I lie lie lied Over real over When I nearly hit the face I loved So tired o

I got Utah dust Inside my boots Peroxide Covering my roots Know what it's like to love And like to be loved I tell you it's such a thrilling thing That's just the Yin and the Yang of it Sweet China we

Young Parisians are so French they love Patty Smith Young Parisians are so French at the Champs Elycee I want to go to Paris with you just to see what the French boys do Why don't you come to Paris wi

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni Have a lucky charm and a usual crew And a wild guitar 'cos it's good for you Get a pair of legs about three feet long And a Dangerous Jane to lay kisses on But be young dumb and