This Year'

They say they're running out of angels
They say i'm running out of time
Oh you don't have to be lucky
It is easier than trying, now they're bringing down a
Hammer on anything that sells
I suppose you're a winner
Because they're running out of angels

And all the lies upon the tongues of all the girls upon the rails
Will ruin any man who moved too soon
All except the one who seems to know more than she tells
You know she looks just like an angel
But she sings so out of tune

They say they're running out of angels
They say i'm running out of time
Oh you don't have to be lucky
It is easier than trying, now they're bringing down a
Hammer on anything that sells
I suppose you're a winner
Because they're running out of angels
Oh

Little triggers that you pull with your tongue.
Little triggers. i don't wanna be hung up, strung up,
When you don't call up.

Little sniggers on your lips.
Little triggers in your grip.
Little triggers. my hand on your hip.

Thinkin' all about those censored sequences,
Worryin' about the consequences,
Waiting until i come to my senses.
Better put it all in present tenses.

Worryin' about the common decency
When it is only a question of frequency
When you say o.k. but i gotta cheek to be
Sayin' you're tired of me when you don't even weaken these

I thought i would go to the sea and shrink down very tiny
And slide inside the telephone wire that runs under the briny
Till i found there is a way of crawling to the u.s.a.

You had better not go too far
There's one way out, there's only one way
Leave your mother and your father
Crawling to the u.s.a.

Saw it late one night on a secret channel
It's farther on along the tunnel
It's way beyond the final station
That's the one they never mention

You had better not go too far
There's one way out, there's only one way
Leave your mother and your father
Crawling to the u.s.a.

You don't have to pay them that much
You had better bring your lunch
It's undercover, around the houses
Up your skirt and down your trousers

You had better not go too far
There's one way out, there's only one way
Leave your mother and your father
Crawling to the u.s.a.

She said, "i catch you taking liberties and they do not impress me
Attach me to your credit card and then you can undress me
Everybody is on their knees except the russians and the chinese

You had better not go too far
There's one way out, there's only one way
Leave your mother and your father
Crawling to the u.s.a.

I don't wanna kiss you. i don't wanna touch.
I don't wanna see you 'cause i don't miss you that much.
I'm not a telephone junkie.
I told you that we were just good friends.
But when i hold you like i hold that bakelite in my hands,

There's no action,
There's no action,
There's no action.
Ev'ry time i phone you, i just wanna put you down.

He's got the keys to the car.
They are the keys to the kingdom.
He's got ev'rything you need.
It's a shame that he didn't bring them.
I'm not a telephone junkie.
If i'm inserting my coin i'm doing just fine.
And the things in my head start hurtin' my mind.
And i think about the way things used to be,
Knowing you with him is driving me crazy.
Sometimes i phone you when i know you're not lonely,
But i always disconnect it in time.

I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With every one of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing tears to me eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke 'cause it's old
They're saying things that i can hardly believe.
They really think we're getting out of control.

Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don't give you any choice
'cause they think that it's treason.
So you had better do as you are told.
You better listen to the radio.

I wanna bite the hand that feeds me.
I wanna bite that hand so badly.
I want to make them wish they'd never seen me.


Some of my friends sit around every evening
And they worry about the times ahead
But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early death
You either shut up or get cut up;
They don't wanna hear about it.
It's only inches on the reel-to-reel.
And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools
Tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel

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Wonderful radio
Marvelous radio
Wonderful radio
Radio, radio...

We're all going on a summer holiday
Vigilante's coming out to follow me.
Heard somebody say they're out to collar me.
Anybody wanna swallow me?

It takes two to tumble. it takes two to tango.
Speak up; don't mumble if you're in the combo.

On the beat, on the beat.
Till a man comes along and he says,
'have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such pleasure to employ.'

See your friends in the state their in.
See your friends getting under their skin.
See your friends getting taken in.

Well, if you only knew the things you do to me.
I'd do anything to confuse the enemy.
There's only one thing wrong with you befriending me.
Take it easy. i think you're bending me.

I've been a bad boy with the standard leader.
My neighbor's revving up his vauxhall viva.

On the beat, on the upbeat.
Till a man comes along and he says,
'have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such pleasure to employ.'

See your friends walking down the street.
See your friends never quite complete.
See your friends getting under their feet.

Oh, i don't want to disease you,
But i'm no good with machinery.
Oh, i don't wanna freeze you.
Stop looking at the scen'ry.
I keep thinking about your mother.
Oh, i don't wanna lick them.
I don't wanna be a lover.
I just wanna be your victim.
I don't go out much at night.
I don't go out much at all.
Did you think you were the only one
Who was waiting for a call

On the beat, on the upbeat.
Till a man comes along and he says,
'have you been a good boy, never played with your toy?
Though you never enjoy, such pleasure to employ.'

See your friends treat me like a stranger.
See your friends despite all the arrangements.
See your friends nothing here has changed.
Just the beat.

See her picture in a thousand places
'cause she's this year's girl.
You think you all own little pieces
Of this year's girl.
Forget your fancy manners,
Forget your english grammar,
'cause you don't really give a damn
About this year's girl.

Still you're hoping that she's well spoken
'cause she's this year's girl.
You want her broken with her mouth wide open
'cause she's this year's girl.
Never knowing it's a real attraction,
All these promises of satisfaction,
While she's being bored to distraction
Being this year's girl.

Time's running out. she's not happy with the cost.
There'd be no doubt, only she's forgotten
Much more than she's lost.

A bright spark might corner the market
In this year's girl.
You see yourself rolling on the carpet
With this year's girl.
Those disco synthesizers,
Those daily tranquilizers,
Those body building prizes,
Those bedroom alibis,
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl.
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl.
All this, but no surprises for this year's girl.

I would send out for assistance but there's someone on the signal wire
And the corporation logo is flashing on and off in the sky
They're putting all your names in the forbidden book
I know what they're doing but i don't want to look

You think they're so dumb, you think they're so funny
Wait until they've got you running to the
Night rally, night rally, night rally

Everybody's singing with their hand on their heart
About deeds done in the darkest hours
That's just the sort of catchy little melody
To get you singing in the showers

Oh, i know that i'm ungrateful
I've got it lying on a plate
And i'm not buying my share of souvenirs
You can stand to attention
You can pray to your uncle
Only get that chicken out of here
Everyone gets armbands and 3-d glasses
Some are in the back room
And they're taking those night classes

You think they're so dumb, you think they're so funny
Wait until they've got you running to the
Night rally, night rally, night rally

Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six
He thinks of all the lips that he licks
And all the girls that he's going to fix
She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle
But there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle
Capital punishment, she's last year's model
They call her natasha when she looks like elsie
I don't want to go to chelsea

Oh no it does not move me
Even though i've seen the movie
I don't want to check your pulse
I don't want nobody else
I don't want to go to chelsea

Everybody's got new orders
Be a nice girl and kiss the warders
Now the teacher is away
All the kids begin to play

Men come screaming, dressed in white coats
Shake you very gently by the throat
One's named gus, one's named alfie
I don't want to go to chelsea

Oh no it does not move me
Even though i've seen the movie
I don't want to check your pulse
I don't want nobody else
I don't want to go to chelsea

Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixty-six
He thinks of all the lips that he licks
And all the girls that he's going to fix
She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle
But there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle
Capital punishment, she's last year's model
They call her natasha when she looks like elsie
I don't want to go to chelsea

Oh no it does not move me
Even though i've seen the movie
I don't want to check your pulse
I don't want nobody else
I don't want to go to chelsea