No Reply

When I phone you night and day
I get no reply no reply
I keep writing those letters and send them away
To get no reply no reply

No reply oh can't you see
No reply it's ruining me
Even when I ask the reason why
I get no reply no reply
No reply no reply

Oh no no no no no no no
No reply no reply
Oh no no no no no no no
No reply no reply

I'm bruising my knuckles knocking at your door
To get no reply no reply
I've stood it for so long but can't stand it no more
To get no reply no reply

No reply oh can't you see
No reply it's ruining me
Even when I ask the reason why
I get no reply no reply
No reply no reply

Oh no no no no no no no
No reply no reply
Oh no no no no no no no
No reply no reply

[Solo]

I'm bruising my knuckles knocking at your door
I get no reply no reply
I've stood it for so long but can't stand it no more
To get no reply no reply

No reply oh can't you see
No reply it's ruining me
Even when I ask the reason why
I get no reply no reply
No reply no reply

Oh no no no no no no no
No reply no reply
Oh no no no no no no no
No reply reply reply reply

Noise Annoys

Pretty girls
Pretty boys
Have you ever heard your mommy say
Noise annoys

Pretty girls
Pretty boys
Have you ever heard your mommy shout
Noise annoys

Go

Pretty girls
Pretty boys
Have you ever heard your mommy scream
Noise annoys

Pretty girls
Pretty boys
Have you ever heard your mommy scream
Noise annoys

Pretty girls
Pretty boys
Have you ever heard your mommy say
Noise annoys

Nostalgia

I bet that you love me like I love you
But I should know that gambling just don't pay
So I look up to the sky
And I wonder what it'll be like in days gone by
As I sit and bathe in the wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come

I always used to dream of the past
But like they say yesterday never comes
Sometimes there's a song in my brain
And I feel that my heart knows the refrain
I guess it's just the music that brings on nostalgia for an age yet to come

Ah nostalgia for an age yet to come
Nostalgia for an age yet to come

About the future I only can reminisce
For what I've had is what I'll never get
And although this may sound strange
My future and my past are presently disarranged
And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come

I look I only see what I don't know
All that was strong invincible is slain
Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine
And I feel like I'm trapped in the middle of time
With this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come

Ah nostalgia for an age yet to come

About the future I only can reminisce
For what I've had is what I'll never get
And although this may sound strange
My future and my past are presently disarranged
And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come

I look I only see what I don't know
All that was strong invincible is slain
Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine
And I feel like I'm caught in the middle of time
And this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come

Ah nostalgia for an age yet to come

Nostalgia for an age yet to come
Nostalgia for an age yet to come

Nothing Left

I'm on my own now
You've gone and left me
I bet you don't know
How you've upset me

'Cos I've nothing left at all
At all at all at all at all at all at all at all
I've nothing left at all

Did you love me
I'd like to think so
But I was blameless
So why did you go

'Cos I've nothing left at all
At all at all at all at all at all at all at all
I've nothing left at all

I've lost a lover
And I am certain
I'll get another
So why'm I hurtin'

'Cos I've nothing left at all
At all at all at all at all at all at all at all
I've nothing left at all

'Cos I've nothing left at all
At all at all at all at all at all at all at all
I've nothing left at all

Oh Shit!

Oh shit I thought you and I were friends
Oh shit I guess this is where our love ends
Oh shit I thought things were goin' well
But it hasn't turned out so swell
Has it
Oh shit

Oh shit pride comes before a fall
Oh shit and once you lose one you've lost them all
Oh shit I guess this time's the time
And it seem you're no longer mine
Don't it
Oh shit
Oh shit

Oh shit I wish I'd known before now
Oh shit that you were such a cow
Oh shit I wouldn't've wasted my time
Oh shit chasin' somethin' which wasn't mine
Face it
You're shit
You're shit

Oh shit I wish I'd known before now
Oh shit that you were such a fuckin' cow
Oh shit I wouldn't've wasted my time
Oh shit chasin' somethin' which could never be mine
Admit
You're shit
You're shit
You're shit
Admit admit
You're shit
You're shit
You're shit
You're shit
You're shit

Operator's Manual

Operator's manual
Tells me what to do
When emotions blow a fuse
Indicating blue

Operator's manual
Tells me what to find
And how to make adjustments when
You tamper with my mind

Oh operator's manual
I'd just fall apart without you
If only I had a mechanic
Then somehow I know I'd pull through

Operator's manual
On page sixty-three
Tells me what to do when you
Do these things to me

Oh operator's manual
I'd just fall apart without you
If only I had a mechanic
Then somehow I know I'd pull through

Operator's manual
Tells me what to do
When emotions blow a fuse
And I'm feeling blue

Operator's manual
On page sixty-three
Tells me what to do when you
Do these things to me

Oh operator's manual
I'd just fall apart without you
If only I had a mechanic
Then somehow I know I'd pull through

Orgasm Addict

well you tried it just for once found it all right for kicks.
but now you found out that it's a habit that sticks.
and you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.
sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines.
now your mother wants to know what all those stains on your jeans.
and you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.
uh huh, uh huh, uhhhhh, uhhhhh [x3]
you get in a heat, you get in a sulk.
but you still keep a beating your meat to pulp.
and you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.
you're a kid cassanova.
you're a no-josep it's a labour of love fucking yourself to death.
orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.
uh huh, uhhhhh [x10] you're makin' out with school kids, winos and heads of state.
you even made it with the lady, who puts the little plastic robins on the christmas cakes.
butchers' assistants and bellhops, you've had them all here and there.
children of god and their joy-strings, international women with no body hair.
oooh, so where they're askin' in an alley and your voice ain't steady.
your sex mechanic's rough you're more than ready.
you're an orgasm addict.
you're an orgasm addict.
johnny will fuck you always and all ways.
he's got the energy, he will amaze.
he's an orgasm addict.
he's an orgasm addict.
he's always at it.
he's always at it.
and he's an orgasm addict.
he's an orgasm addict.

Palm Of Your Hand

It's not so strange you know to feel like this
I thought of you I knew that you'd understand
I think it's time you know we did more than kiss
Ever fallen in love with the palm of your hand
I've made up my mind as a bull sees red
To get my tail wagged must I sit up and beg

And if you want to brush up on technique
You can read all about it in the book that I found
When the spirit is willing the flesh won't be weak
There's little more to it than just jerking around
I'm hungry for the most perfect of needs
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand

My temperature shoots up to one hundred degrees
It's manual automatic makes me weak at the knees
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Executive attention yes the kind that relieves
You've got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Palm of your hand
The palm of your hand
At the palm of your hand

[Solo]

My temperature shoots up to one hundred degrees
It's manual automatic makes me weak at the knees
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Executive attention yes the kind that relieves
You've got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Palm of your hand
The palm of your hand
At the palm of your hand

It's not so strange you know to feel like this
I thought of you I knew that you'd understand
I think it's time you know we did more than kiss
Ever fallen in love with the palm of your hand
It's practicaly safe not much risk of disease
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand

My temperature shoots up to one hundred degrees
It's manual automatic makes me weak at the knees
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Executive attention yes the kind that relieves
You've got the instruments of pleasure at the end of your sleeves
My craving feeds at the palm of your hand
Palm of your hand
The palm of your hand
At the palm of your hand

Paradise

Where in the world are we
Everything's fake nothing's real
I guess it just depends on how you feel
Why are you wasting my time
With questions when everything's fine
Why are things so nice
Is this the place that they call Paradise
Oh it's Paradise

Look around you day by day
See the people on their way
On Friday nights collecting their pay
So don't tell me what's wrong and what's right
'Cos a knife fight on Saturday night
Is the only kind of justice not nice
But it's the only kind that's given here in Paradise
Oh it's Paradise

Pariah

No one seems to matter anymore
Can't get back to normal like before
Everywhere I look and see the same
Everytime I turn around you're back again

Can't you see I'm burning inside
Can't you see I'm yearning inside
I'm sick of all this stubborn pride
Pariah

It seems to me you think that love's a crime
You've taken what is yours and now you're after mine
I'm running round in circles
Nowhere else to go
Hermes Trimegistus
As above so below

Can't you see I'm burning inside
Can't you see I'm yearning inside
These feelings cannot be denied
Pariah