Don't get emotional, that ain't like you

Yesterday still leaking through the roof

But that's nothing new

I know I promised this is what I wouldn't do

But somehow giving it the old romantic fool

Seems to better suit the mood

So if you wanna walk me to the car

You ought to know I'll have a heavy heart

So can we please be absolutely sure

That there's a mirrorball?

You're getting cynical and that won't do

I'd throw the rose tint back on the exploded view

Darling, if I were you

And how's that insatiable appetite?

For the moment when you look them in the eyes

And say "Baby, it's been nice"

So do you wanna walk me to the car?

I'm sure to have a heavy heart

So can we please be absolutely sure

That there's a mirrorball for me?

That

Oh, there'd better be a mirrorball for me

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Freaky keypad

By the retina scan

I've been given good reason to believe

I ain't quite where I think I am

But it's always worth half a blast

You know the face, but you can't see past

The disco strobes in the stumbling blocks

Wait, there's the other island now

Formation displays of affection fly over

(Eyes roll back) and I can see both islands now

It's the intermission

Let's shake a few hands

Blank expressions invite me to suspect

I ain't quite where I think I am

Stackable party guests

To fill the awkward silences

The disco strobes in the stumbling blocks

Wait, there's the other island now

Formation displays of affection fly over

(Eyes roll back) and I can see both islands now

From my vantage point

The spare set of tingles will race up your spine

If I get it my way

Looks like the Riviera

Is coming into land

Early predictions would seem to suggest

I ain't quite where I think I am

Formation displays of affection fly over

(Eyes roll back) and I can see both islands now

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How am I supposed to manage my infallible beliefs

While I'm sockin' it to ya?

Performing in Spanish on Italian TV

Sometime in the future

Whilst wonderin' if your mother still ever thinks of me

Hallelujah

Blank canvasses

Lent against gallery walls

Flowing towards sculptures of Anything Goes

On the marble stairs

Is that vague sense of longing kinda tryna cause a scene?

Guess I'm talking to you now

Puncturing your bubble of relatability

With your horrible new sound

Baby, those mixed messages ain't what they used to be

When you said 'em out loud

Blank canvasses

Lent against gallery walls

Flowing towards sculptures of Anything Goes

On the marble stairs

Leading to almost wherever you want them to

The simulation cartridge for City Life '09

Is pretty tricky to come by

Village coffee mornings with not long since retired spies

Now that's my idea of a good time

Flash that angle grinder smile, gasp, and roll your eyes

And help me to get untied from the chandelier

And twizzling 'round an umbrella

I'll sing a tune

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Jet skis on the moat

They shot it all in CinemaScope

As though it's the last time you're gonna ride

Showstoppers anonymous

Come over here and give your buddy a hug

So much for deciding not to let it slide

Is there something on your mind?

Or are you just happy to sit there

And watch while the paint job dries?

When it's over, you're supposed to know

Lights out on the Wonder Park

Your saw toothed lover boy was quick off the mark

That's long enough in the sunshine for one night

Didn't recognise ya through the smoke

Pyjama pants and a Subbuteo cloak

You know that it's alright if you wanna cry

Is there something on your mind?

Or are you just happy to sit there

And watch while the paint job dries?

When it's over, you're supposed to know

Jet skis on the moat

They shot it all in CinemaScope

As though it's the last time you're gonna ride

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For a master of deception and subterfuge

You've made yourself quite the bed to lie in

Do your time traveling through the tanning booth

So you don't let the sun catch you crying

So predictable, I know what you're thinking

My teeth are beating and my knees are weak

It's as if there's something up with the wiring

You can poke your head behind the mountain peak

Don't have to mean that you've gone into hiding

So predictable, I know what you're thinking

I'm watching your every move

I feel the tears are coming on

It won't be long, it won't be long

Straight from the cover shoot

Still a trace of body paint

On your legs and on your arms and on your face

And I'm keeping on my costume (keeping on)

I'm calling it a writing tool

And if you're thinking of me

I'm probably thinking of you

There's still a trace of body paint

On your legs and on your arms and on your face

There's still a trace of body paint

On your legs and on your arms and on your face

There's still a trace of body paint

On your legs and on your arms and on your face

There's still a trace of body paint

On your legs and on your arms and on your face

So predictable, I know what you're thinking

Ooh

Ha

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

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Your grandfather's guitar

Thinking about how funny I must look

Trying to adjust to what's been there all along

With the boat kiosk lady and her sleepy amigos

But it ain't a holiday until

You go to fetch something from the car

Travel size champagne cork pops

And we're sweeping for bugs

In some dusty apartment

The "what's-it-called café"

You can arrive at 11

And have lunch with the English

But it ain't a holiday until

They force you to make a wish

They say, "Climb up this"

And, "Jump off that"

And you pretend to fall asleep on the way back

No, it ain't a holiday until

You go to fetch something from the car

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Lego Napoleon movie

Written in noble gas-filled glass tubes

Underlined in sparks

I'll admit it's elaborate for a wakin' thought

Vortex to vortex

The business they call show

Hasn't ever been this pumped up before

Hello gruesome

There's just enough time left to swing by

And re-address the start

If you call and have 'em pull around the car

And stop specialisin' in stories from the road

Hello you

Still draggin' out a long goodbye?

I ought to apologise

For one of the last times

As that meanderin' chapter reaches its end

And leaves us in a thoughtful little daze

This electric warrior's motorcade

Shall burn no more rubber down that boulevard

Read the message I left on the thank you card

Overtakin' the tractor

Waitin' for sets of winds and bends to level out again

Pickin' your moment along a country lane

The kind where the harmonies feel right at home

Hello you

Still draggin' out a long goodbye?

I ought to apologise

For one of the last times

Takin' a dive into your crystal ball

I've snorkeled on the beaches fruitlessly

Why not rewind to Rawborough Snooker Club?

I could pass for seventeen if I just get a shave and catch some Z's

Hello you

Hello you

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Put your heavy metal to the test

There might be half a love song in it all for you

Timing-wise, it's probably for the best

Come here and kiss me now before it gets too cute

Mr Schwartz is staying strong for the crew

Wardrobe's lint rolling your velveteen suit

And smudging dubbing on your dancing shoes

Gradually, it's coming into view

It's like your little directorial debut

As fine a time as any to deduce

The fact that neither you or I has ever had a clue

But Mr Schwartz is staying strong for the crew

Wardrobe's lint rolling your velveteen suit

And smudging dubbing on your dancing shoes

And if we guess who I'm pretending to be

Do we win a prize?

Having attempted twice, both incorrectly

Do we get a third try?

The gloved hand's reachin' in to hit the switch

There's not one goddamn thing that you can do about it

But Mr Schwartz is having tea with the grips

Asking after all the wives and the kids

It's at the heart of what the business is

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Richard of York, the Executive Branch

Having some fun with the warm-up act

If that's what it takes to say good night

Then that's what it takes

A four-figure sum on a hotel notepad

A revelation or your money back

That's what it takes to say good night

Sometimes, I wrap my head around it all

And it makes perfect sense

Keep remindin' me that it ain't a race

When my invincible streak turns onto the final straight

If that's what it takes to say good night

Then that's what it takes

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