The Modern Dance, 1978Nonalignment Pact.I wanna make a deal with you, girl, and get it signed by the heads of state. I wanna make a deal with you, girl - be recognized round the world. It's my nonalignment pact. Nonalignment pact. Sign it! Nonalignment pact. At night I can see the stars on fire. I can see the world in flames. And it's all because of you, or your thousand other names: Peggy, Carrie Ann, and Betty Jean. Jill, Jan, Joan, and Sue. Alice, Cindy, Barbara Ann - it's all because of you. It's all because of you, girl! It's all because of you. It's all because of you, girl! Sign my nonalignment pact. Nonalignment pact! It's my nonalignment pact. Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. The Modern Dance. Down to the bus, into the town - our poor boy can't get around. Eight fifty-five, down at the show, she leaves early - he'll never know. Cuz our poor boy believes in chance, he'll never get the modern dance. Under the door there's an eye on the place. He watches for the shadows race. Watch real close. Look real fast. He's in touch, It'll never last. Cuz our poor boy believes in chance, he'll never get the modern dance Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. Laughing. My baby says, "We can live in the empty spaces of this life." My baby says, "Far away the stars are coming all undone." My baby says. My baby says, "But that's far away and we're young!" My baby says, "And if the devil comes we'll shoot him with a gun." My baby says, "We can live in the empty spaces of this life." My baby says, "In the desert sands our hearts are brighter than the sun." My baby says, "When the devil comes we'll shoot him with a gun." My baby says. My baby says, "And if he shows his face - "We'll laugh!" Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. Street Waves. I ride a street wave right by her side. And I can hear the city city comin round. The things I say hit the air and seem to fall apart. And I can see the faces faces fallin down. And then I'm gone, gone, gone by her heart. I get a picture of what it'll be like. I turn the channel round to Channel 43. I see electricity jump and spark. I see electricity uh real and stark. And then I'm gone, gone, gone by her heart. I ride a street wave right by her side. And I can hear the city city comin round. The things I say hit the air and seem to fall apart. And I can see the faces faces fallin down. And then I'm, gone, gone, gone by her heart. And then I'm, gone, gone, gone by her heart. Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. Chinese Radiation. He'll be the Red Guard. She'll be the New World. He'll wear his grey cap. And she'll wave her red book. He'll tell her, "One way? "I want you all ways." One way. And then they'll sing... I was lost at sea. She was lost with me. Then across the broad horizon, out on the Big Waves, I saw it coming. I saw the Red Guard. I saw the New World. I saw the Big Wall, out on the Big Waves. Hooray! (That's what I had to say.) Hooray! We will purify. We must purify. For the sake of that security we all want, we will purify. He'll be the Red Guard. She'll be the New World. He'll wear his grey cap. She'll wave her red book. Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. Life Stinks. Life stinks. I'm seeing pink. I can't wink. I can't blink. I like the Kinks. I need a drink. I can't think. I like the Kinks. Life stinks. Writer: Laughner. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Real World. Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - city streets shine so brightly. Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - Cindy makes a bad joke. Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - Girlie-Go-Goodbye. Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - Techniramic Heartache[TM]. Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - what's that talk? Girl talk! Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - I wander round. Okay! Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - Birdie-Go-Fly-Fly. Bye Bye! Out in the Real World - (In Real Time) - Techniramic Heartache[TM]. Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. Over My Head. It's pretty cute the way she tucks me in at dawn. And how I pray that I never should sin again. Uh oh. Here it comes. It's goin over my head. It's over my head. In the gas her eyes are imagined. And what she sees cannot be detected. It's over my head. That, she said, and that went by. This, she says, and this may too. Oh no. There it goes. It's over my head. Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. Sentimental Journey. Window, my size. Outside, monoxide. Inside, paradise. Curtain, no breeze. Motion, attraction. Here she comes, girl. She says, "Why don't you just go home?" I don't know - I guess I'll go home. Motion, retraction. Down the hall, to the stairs. Down the stairs, to the street. Down the street, to the corner. Round the corner, nowhere. Nowhere to go. I don't know - I guess I'll just go home. Motion, attraction. Table, chairs. Tv, books. Other stuff. Home. It's home. Window, my size. Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. Humor Me. Oh. It was the first thing that I saw. You never see that kind of Classical Girl. Understand. It was the first thing that I saw. That was fate! It was the ballistics. No. That was fate. It was a world - What a world! What a world? What a big world. But a world to be drowned in. It's just a joke man! Another day? Well. Suffer. For that's the way of the west. Suffer. Oh. Oh it's a joke! It's a joke. Oh. It's a joke. That's a joke? Hunh-unh. Well, humor me. Writers: Herman-Krauss-Maimone-Ravenstine-Thomas. © 1978 Ubu Projex, administered by Bug Music (US/Can). © 1978 EMI Music (ROW). Lyrics by David Thomas. |