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Grebo Guru


[s]"Any minute now, Pop Will Eat Itself..."

[s]"They're very much like scruffy pigs to look at, and they've got
big, knobbly warts and lumps all over their long, hairy faces.  They
are very, very ugly indeed..."

Bam-bam-bam-bam-boogie-bam-bam
[s]"Are you aware of the razor edge on which you are living?"

Give me pleasure, give me thrills
We're moving too slow, now pop me some pills
Give me evil, give me sin
I'm one lucky devil this is heaven I'm in
Give me yourself, give me the lot
Try some, buy some, stick it in the pot
Give me violence, give me respect
World domination is what I expect

[CHORUS]
Grebo Guru, Grebo Guru  (x2)

[s]"Are you aware of the razor edge..."  (x2)

Give me danger, give me dreams
I'm all split open, sow me at the seams
Give me true lust, give me the best
World domination is what I expect

[CHORUS]

I'm your psychedelic brainchild, be my little brainchild
Let's make ourselves a brainchild - watch me fly, watch me ride

Wop bop diddy boom, wop bop diddy bop bop (x3)
Bam bam bam bam

I'm your psychedelic daydream, be my little daydream
Let's make ourselves a daydream - watch me fly, watch me ride

[s]"Are you aware of the razor edge..."

Give me envy, give me your greed
Godlike worship is just what I need
Give me power, give it direct
World domination is what I expect

[CHORUS]  (x2)

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Beaver Patrol


[s]"Attention young ladies, attention young ladies!" (x2)

My favourite way of getting kicks
I go down town, I hustle chicks - Beaver Patrol!  (Beaver Patrol!)
A Rolls Royce, a limousine
The girls all groove for my machine - Beaver Patrol!  (Beaver Patrol!)
[s]"Huh-uh-huh-uh.."
I cruise the drive-ins of this town
Not once has a girl shot me down - Beaver Patrol!  (Beaver Patrol!)
One good thing that's on my side
It's a big bad car, it's out of sight - Beaver Patrol!

[CHORUS]
Beaver Patrol (Cruisin' on the beaver patrol, I love that beaver)
Beaver Patrol (Cruisin' on the beaver patrol, I love it, love it, love it)
Beaver Patrol (Cruisin' on the beaver patrol, I love that beaver)
Beaver Patrol (Cruisin' on the beaver patrol, I love it, love it, love it)

Give me some more, give me some more

The Beaver Patrol sees lots of action
Oh I do love that satisfaction - Beaver Patrol!  (Beaver Patrol!)
In this game, you don't need muscle
All you gotta do is hustle - Beaver Patrol!

[CHORUS]

I pull in the drive, I shut off the key
I say to the girl "Will you sit by me?"
I say to her "Darlin' what's your name"
I say to myself I'm proud I came
She's trying to make me happy with all her might
But all you gotta do honey is make me feel alright

My favourite way of getting kicks
I go down town, I hustle chicks - Beaver Patrol!  (Beaver Patrol!)
One good thing that's on my side
It's a big bad car, it's out of sight - Beaver Patrol!

[CHORUS]  (x2)

[s]"How do you keep your wheels spinning when the Beaver's grinning eh?"
[s]"I'm out"

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Let's Get Ugly


[s]"At the third stroke, the time sponsored by Accurist will be..."
Time to get ugly!

[s]"Hot as hell, hot hot hot as hell"  (x2)

She says I'm a bum, she says I'm a rogue
It's my style, my third rate backstreet vogue
She says that I'm fat, I say that she's thin
It's 1987 and ugly is in

If we're in your street, all girls and guys
Will run like hell for hair and hide
So don't get down if you're not so lovely
It's 1988 - time to get ugly

Should be a crime to be that ugly
She's a real ugly lady - U!
The ugliest in the world - G!
You know I don't mean maybe - L!
So won't somebody tell me - Y!
It should be a crime to be that ugly

[CHORUS]
Ugly, oh yeah, she's my ugly girl
Ugly, oh yeah, tailor-made for another world
Ugly, oh yeah, seems to wear it well
Ugly, oh yeah, we suit each other well

[s]"Hot as hell, hot hot hot as hell"  (x2)

She likes to get down, she likes to get dirty
We like to fool around like Pinky and Perky
A roll in the mud never hurt this pig
It's 1989 and ugly is in

We steal our style from the bargain bin
A style pig sty is the state we're in
So don't get down if you're not so lovely
It's 1990 - time to get ugly

Should be a crime to be that ugly
She's a real ugly lady - U!
I mean ugly, ugly, urghhh - G!
You know I don't mean maybe - L!
So won't somebody tell me - Y!
It should be a crime to be that ugly
[s]"Hot as hell"

[CHORUS]

Rockman rock!
Yo!  Go!
[s]"Do one more"

[CHORUS]

[s]"Hot hot hot as hell"
And it should be a crime to be that ugly

Ugly (ad lib to fade)

[s]"...Precisely"

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U.B.L.U.D.


Listen to the word of a man I overheard
He said "Tell them grebo, tell them grebo, tell them you're the first"
Give them everything you've got, you've got enough to rock the shop
You know that it comes easy when you want it bad enough

[CHORUS]
You've got to give it all your loving
Give it all your hate
Give it everything you've got and get out of my face
You've got to give it all your loving
Give it all your hate
Give it everything you've got and get out of my face

Sometimes a man is weak and sometimes a man is strong
If you walk it like you talk it then you know you'll do no wrong
We've got everything you want and we've got everything you need
Ah, hell if that ain't good enough then we can make you bleed

[CHORUS]

[s]"Rock rock rock rock rock rock rock the shop"  (x4)

United by love until death shall come
Smile 'cause we love you, you've got no need left to run
If you take it then give it, if you love it then live it
If you find it then you keep it, gotta feel it, gotta bleed it

[CHORUS]

If you like it, you can buy it, do you want it bad enough?
They keep last week's special offers on the back seat of the bus
We've got everything you want and we've got everything you need
Learn to stand up straight my man and get up off your knees

[CHORUS]

You've got to give it all your loving
Give it all your hate
Give it everything you've got and get out of my face
Give it all

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Inside You


Love's just the word for boy meets girl when you know it's fear we've found
You're scared of me and I'm scared of you - we'll never get by without it
The things I do that don't include you, sometimes it grinds you down
I know you'd do anything just to have me around

[CHORUS]
I never say I love you, I don't think you expect me to
But there's no mistaking that special feeling when I'm inside you
When I'm inside you

The fear goes round till it goes bust, it's all so sad about us
The things you've learnt with your fingers burnt 
Is nothing changes nothing much

[CHORUS]

The things I do don't help me
What can I do - I know it's crazy
But these things are always on my mind when I'm inside you
When I'm inside you  (x4)
When I'm inside you (oh yeah)   (x4)
When I'm inside you

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Evelyn


Could you be the one I want to see
Could you be the one I'm waiting for - oh Evelyn
When I drink alone I think of you
When I think alone I drink to you - oh Evelyn
Oh Evelyn, Oh Evelyn

Inebrity and I have never seen 
Eye to eye with you on anything - oh Evelyn
But could you be the one I'm waiting for
(Could you be the one I'm hoping for)
Could you be the one I'm hoping for 
(Could you be the one I want)
Oh Evelyn

With this glass in my hand then you're almost forgotten
To return tomorrow like these empty bottles
Oh Evelyn, Oh Evelyn

Empty bottles always bring me down
Empty glasses make a lonely sound - oh Evelyn
You could have been the one I waited for
(Could you be the one I'm waiting for)
Could have been the one that I hoped for 
(Could you be the one I want)
Oh Evelyn

So raise up your glass at this unhappy hour
To razorblade kisses so sweet and so sour
Oh Evelyn, Oh Evelyn

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There Is No Love Between Us Anymore


[s]"When I fall in love, it will be forever..."

Oh, there is no love between us anymore                          }_(x3)
[s]"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not"  }
Oh, there is no love between us

[s]"Ye-eah"  (x4)

Oh, there is no love between us anymore
[s]"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not"  (x2)
Oh, there is no love between us 

[s]"Ye-eah"  (x4)

[s]"He loves me, loves me, loves me, he loves me not"

Oh, there is no love between us

[s]"Ye-eah"  (x4)

[s]"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not"
Oh, there is no love between us anymore
[s]"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not"  (x2)
Oh, there is no love between us

[s]"And now it's gone, gone, gone, whoa-oa-oa..."

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She's Surreal


[CHORUS]
She's so surreal (she's surreal)
She's so surreal (so surreal)

Ah, she's the cool cat that stole the cream
She's got a starring role in the perfect dream
She's hot to trot, she's cool but hot
Zips from head to toe, she uncovers the lot

Got a magic garden that's in full bloom
She's a magician, she eats mushrooms
She's a bubble floating round in a bubble machine
She's a shaft of gold if you know what I mean

[CHORUS] (x2)

She's a puzzle but there is no answer to find
Her clues are cryptic - you know the kind
She likes to turn me on, has my interests at heart
Tunes me in, turns me on and... kickstart

She's a goddess, the devil, the in between
She's the blood in my veins, she's the heart of my scene
She makes me feel like a deranged hippy
Watching her drift, you know, it's kinda trippy

[CHORUS] (x2)

[s]"Oh oh oh oh ow!"  (x4)

She's got a fine line in sophistication
She knocks me out cold for the duration
Maybe I'm hallucinating, maybe she's unreal
But when she comes and makes my day I know it's the real deal

Though it seems like a dream she reminds me I'm alive
I can see, feel, smell, touch - sure I'm alive
Cosmic goddess, la belle lovechild
Of Brian Jones and Barbarella - man, she's wild!

[CHORUS] (x2)

When she's in hoop stockings really does my head
I know I've got to have her or I know that I'm dead
She's a cruise on the clutch, man she's too much
I should frame her and mark her "Please don't touch"

She's drifting through, she's a cloud passing by
She's a streamlined cocktail bar in the sky
Spikes her rain with champagne
"It's snowing Charles", she's illing again

[CHORUS]  (x4)

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Intergalactic Love Mission


[s]"Lock all doors,  close the trap"

[s]"We're here to take care of you"

[s]"Electric contact still maintained"

[s]"Wham bam!"

[s]"Leave a sample in the jar please"

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Love Missile F1-11

[wr: Sigue Sigue Sputnik, with severe Poppie corruptions!]


[s]"Whoo!  C'mon everybody!"

Wop-bam-a-lu-bop, a-thankyou ma'am

The US bombs cruising overhead
There goes my love rocket red
Shoot it up, shoot it up

Who's been sleeping in my bed?
Goldilocks giving Poppies....YEAH!
Shoot it up, shoot it up  (x2)

My F1-11 was built to shoot it up 
My F1-11 is gonna shoot, shoot, shoot it up

Wop-bam-a-lu-bop, a-thankyou ma'am
Got to shoot, got to shoot
Shoot it up, shoot it up  (x2)

Shoot it up (shoot it, shoot it)  (x2)
Shoot it up
Shoot it up (shoot it, shoot it)  (x2)
Shoot it up

[s]"Somethin' else"  (x3)

My F1-11 (She come from outer space and brought a gun with her)
Was built to shoot it up (She tried to shoot the Poppies but the Poppies say Grrr!)
My F1-11 (She went to the disco 'cos she wanted to rock)
Is gonna shoot, shoot, shoot it up (But the guys on the floor said "It's just
Poppiecock!")
My F1-11 (She asked me could she borrow my F1-11)
Was built to shoot it up (Said it's sweet sweet pie and I took her up to heaven)
My F1-11 (I did her a favour, she was down on her luck)
Is gonna shoot, shoot, shoot it up (Gotta shoot, shoot, shoot it up)
Shoot it up

Shoot it up (shoot it, shoot it)  (x2)
Shoot it up
Shoot it up (shoot it, shoot it)  (x2)
Shoot it up
Shoot, shoot, shoot!

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Hit The Hi-Tech Groove


[s]"This is the sound of house music"

[s] "Stand and deliver"  (x3)

We've shit for brains, got blinkered vision
We steal our lines from television
Steal some words, steal some tunes
Don't be shy, hit the hi-tech groove

We're little boys who tell tall stories
Spice our gossip with Jackanories
Tell no secrets, give no clues
It's all here for us to use

[s]"Tay-tay-tay-tay-t-t-t-t-t-tay-tay"

Take a beatbox and add a garage racket
Go!  Box Frenzy!

We got lines fly like an eagle
The rhythm it smokes more than a beagle
Floating butterflies, stinging bees
The beats is fresh, the rhymes is free

Hup hup hup two three four
[s]"Tay-tay-tay-tay-t-t-t-t-t-tay-tay"

[CHORUS]
You don't have to have integrity
I said you don't have to have ability, yeah
So listen kiddies, it's true what they say
You don't need respectability

Drop in the groove, circulate
Stake your claim, it's not too late
Sleep all day, fly by night
Lead the pack, take what you like

Ah, go blam-blam, sing love songs
Making up the story as you go along
So let's (p-p-)party, let's (b-b-)ball
Argh! Fuck it all!

[s]"Tay-tay-tay-tay-t-t-t-t-t-tay-tay"

Take a shitload and ask for more
Roll around the carpet floor
We're no-good thieves, we're no buyers
It's the art of scrounging - base desire

The Brinks-Mat job was a second-rater
Poppie tricks are the number one capers
Jumping bail, skipping trial
We're ha-ha people with half-hour smiles

Hup hup hup two three four
[s]"Tay-tay-tay-tay-t-t-t-t-t-tay-tay"

[CHORUS]

[s]"Don't mean robbin', stealin...
Stealin' or muggin'"

[s]"Tay-tay-tay-tay-t-t-t-t-t-tay-tay"

We take, we beg, we steal, we borrow
Here today and gone tomorrow
Take the moment, grab those kicks
We're main pranksters, pardon our tricks

I don't study, don't need a degree
I got advanced criminology
Crime circles wave and ask us by
"Sorry no speech, we really must fly"

Hup hup hup two three four
[s]"Tay-tay-tay-tay-t-t-t-t-t-tay-tay"

[CHORUS]  (repeat to fade)

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Razorblade Kisses


[s]"Here is a box, a musical box
Wound up and ready to play
But this box can hide a secret inside
Can you guess what is in it today?"

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