Wonderful

Adam ant/marco pirroni/boz boorer

Well come tell me your story
I'll tell you mine
Sunday morning communion
Standing in a line
Feeling like a cannibal
Eating flesh and drinking blood
Diguised as wine

I know someday we're gonna see
Wings spring out from your shoulders
What kind of being are you?

For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And i realize i've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel (you're an angel)

So come tell me your story
I'll tell you all
Looking at rococco statues
And paintings on the wall
Sitting up there high and mighty
Was this eden was this hell?
I had to know

Adam ant/marco pirroni/boz boorer

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 went to dust for the want of it
Call it zen or call it buddah
Inner peace or heavy banana
That's just the yin and the yang of it
Sweet china swam in blood for the need of it
So don't you ask me to stop wanting
Don't ask me to stop needing it
It's just the yin and the yang of it

Call it zen or call it buddah
Inner peace or heavy banana
That's just the yin and the yang of it
It's got some words and a beat to it
So don't you ask me to stop wanting it
Don't ask me to stop needing it
It's just the yin and the yang of it

In from the cold
Show me ecstasy
Just let the tears
Roll on out of me
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...

Adam ant/marco pirroni/john reynolds/kevin mooney

I got up early and the sun was by my side
I thought you was my friend
But all you did was lie
And now i carry this until the day i die
I keep on riding till the sun goes from the sky

Sometimes you get the bear and
Sometimes the bear gets you
I know it's the only fight you got
Look what it's done to you

I carry this .357 in my hand
Don't ask me why
If you don't want to understand
I keep on moving i keep driving through this land
And by the moonlight i will travel if i can

It's gonna take nerve
It's gonna take real nerve
It's gonna take more than you ever ever ever
Thought it could

Very long ride it's a very long ride
Very long ride it's a
Long ride
Very long ride it's a very long ride
Very long ride it's a
Long ride

I travel light cos i am the lone rider
I travel light cos i am the outsider
I travel light cos i'm a very good fighter
I travel light all through the day
And through the night

It's gonna take more than reaction
Much more than a brave attempt
You're gonna need skin like a rhino
To face such cold contempt

I drive in style i drive a '99 beamer
And you just wait until the time that i see ya
You better look again before you look away
I will be driving by the kings highway

Very very
Demi-semi-quaverous
Very long ride

I keep on moving now until i reach the end
But i'm not moving cos i'm looking for revenge
And i'm not moving cos a friend of mine crossed me
I'll just keep on till i get you the fuck off me

Adam ant/marco pirroni/boz boorer

You're living up to someone's image of yourself
Crawling like a helpless infant on the floor
You turn down bread for the want of a steak
What's worth waking up in a cold sweat for?
You know it could have been good
And it could have been fine you know
You're living up to someone's image of yourself

Devastated they don't really give a damn
As you wait around for someone to do it all for you
You know they gonna make you pay through the nose
On the very rare occasions that they do
The more innocent you are
The more you will know you say
You're living up to someone's image of yourself

Oh you
Don't need opinion
Don't need a mirror
Believe that you're enough
And you
Tapped at my shoulder
Captured my heart
I thought your name was love
Thought you name was love

It's just an image of yourself
Just an image of yourself...

Adam ant/marco pirroni/boz boorer

I won't take that talk from no one
I won't take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
And the pity of it all you're fighting
You don't see it any more you're fighting
A size 12 fight in a size 10 war

I said i'd never forget you
And i didn't and i never will
Have a dance meet a girl you dig
Acting like the second coming

Oh words are only words
Said another way
Got to stop treating people
Like they have no feelings
Stop treating people
Like they have no meaning

I won't take that talk from no one
I won't take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
Soft as a mother's love
Her hands were cool and graceful
And you'll get no complaints from me

I said i'd never forget you
And i didn't and i never will
Have a dance meet a girl you dig
Behaving like the second coming

Words were only words
So i tell myself
Got to stop treating people
Like they have no feelings
Stop treating people
Like they have no meaning