Slug Line

Ohs, yeahs, and ai ya yas

Verse 1:
Oh girl, yeah, yeah, yeah
He says you almost need a bodyguard
Just to go walking down the boulevard
Little girl with their club feet
You try to be so neat but they're messy when you eat
When they gobble up the street
Those picture-perfect images
Pop another flash bulb and give a kiss
But it's a clear absurdity, what's a person supposed to say
Sorry about yesterday, guess that things are just that way

Chorus:
Whoa, madonna road
Boys with broken bones out in the night
With secret messages to frightening to decode
Whoa, madonna road

Verse 2:
Pump a little gas into the cylinder
All these movie lights they must be killin' her
She's been livin' on the take
Waitin for a bigger break
And i've seen you on the make
What d' you think about the earthquake?
Well i don't wanna shake it up
But move that camera quick before i break it up
You've been standin' in that pose
Now there's a wound that just been closed
From an apartment of the host
Anybody got a no-doz

Chorus twice

Repeat verse 2

Chorus

I said whoa, madonna road
I said whoa, madonna road
I said whoa, madonna road
Ai yi yi yis

3 on a fever, down in the dumps
The 1st one hollers, the 2nd one jumps
The 3rd writes a letter to his family
Says i'd kill everyone if it was up to me

Early in the bathroom, looking for a drain
Passing at the misery, just to ease the pain
Scared at the turbid, looking for a light
Anything at all to get through the long night

Long night, long night
Well everybody's got the fever and relief is not in sight
Long night, long night
Lord the darkest hours, please relieve this appetite

Up against the window and up against the wall
And up against religion and up against it all
No place to run to and no place to hide
You know the night will fall and you will crawl inside

Well i get up in the morning, it's the same old news
Somebody's been wearing someone else's shoes.
I cripple to his crutches, i'm off to the light
Well one and all, we run from the long night.

Long night, long night
Well everybody's got the fever and relief is not in sight
Long night, long night
Lord the darkest hours, please relieve this appetite

I don't wanna do that jive

Too late... it's too late

3 on a fever, down in the dumps
The 1st one hollers, the 2nd one jumps
The 3rd writes a letter to his family
I said i'd kill everyone if it was up to me

Long night, long night
Well everybody's got the fever and relief is not in sight
Long night, long night
Lord the darkest hours, please relieve this appetite

Little girl playin' with the moonlight
Shine it on me, shine it on me
There's a cloud over my light and its troubling me, troubling me
Such a world, such an invitation
Come as you are, come as you are
Subject to change, but we'll try not to leave any cars

Chorus:
Washable ink, if you think it stinks you can cry it away
They dont want to hear your sad story today
Everybody's busy whoever they are
Washable ink, put it in the sink if you've had enough
But if you're on the brink of the usual stuff
Wait 'til it rains and give it away

Little girl, they just want to train you
To keep them amused, to keep them amused
They dont know, you got your match to the end of that fuse
Such a life, such a long vacation
A tourist parade, man its a tourist parade
Im going to sleep, wake me up when you've got it made

Chorus

Out in the street
They're tryin' to arrest my friend
They put him on ice now twice
But he's back again

Well he did that dance in harlem
All across the usa
From the [tapanzee?]
To the golden gate
He was an animal all the way

But now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street
Now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street

Martha and the vandellas
Told you how to do as you please
Now all of you idiots
Are dancin' with the bee gees

When they introduce their latest record
You're as thrilled as a rat in a maze
[you gotta do your stuff?]
Now you're sexless and dull
What ever happened to the latest craze?

Now that there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street
Now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street

And it's 1, 2, 3, 4
Don't imagine any more
And it's 5, 6, 7, 8
Have another empty plate

Aww, just when things were gettin' funny [fun?]
You had to reconsider all of the rules
Now consumer affairs
Has got you dancin' in pairs
Dressed up like a bunch of fools

Now that there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street
Now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street

Now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street

Now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street

Now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street

Now there's no more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street

You've been a good girl
You've been a bad girl
You're not a girl anymore
Deep in a picture show
Unbuttoned in the last row
You watched the grown-ups win the war
Now that they've got you where they want you
You're just combin' your hair
The alteration's done,but you're havin' way too much fun
They want to touch you but you just don't care

Take off your uniform
They see what they want to see
You should have never been born
You'd better stay with me

Your replacement
Waits in the basement
They've got her down to your smile
She writes those letters too
She thinks she's better than you
She says you're just a foolish child
They got her smilin' while she's dialing
She's such a clever machine
She'd fit in anywhere, now that her vision's impaired
She listens up, but she don't know what they mean

Take off your uniform
They see what they want to see
You should have never been born
You'd better stay with me

Everyone's happy with your daily activities
They like that tone in your voice
Now that you're finally an adult in america
You're too dumb to have a choice

Take off your uniform
They see what they want to see
You should have never been born
Take off your uniform
They see what they want to see
You should have never been born
You'd better stay with me

He was the kind of kid you did not want to sit by
He kept his boogers in his desk he wore a neck tie
And he never washed his hair
You wished he wasn't there

But everybody cried
The night that kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that kenny died

It was so touching all the girls that would not touch him
He drew their pictures in his books i used to watch him
And then he'd pick his nose
And wipe it on his clothes

But everybody cried
The night that kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that kenny died

Died on a motorcycle
We never understood
That he was holdin' on tight
Through the middle of the night
Starin' at a [?]

It seemed so spooky that the nerd we all detested
Would die so gloriously and so unexpected
A wonderful guy god knows
They kept the casket closed

And everybody cried
The night that kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that kenny died

And everybody cried
The night that kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that kenny died

And everybody cried
The night that kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that kenny died

And everybody cried
The night that kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that kenny died