Place In The Country Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
All I thought I wanted was a front door
All I thought I wanted was a place in the country
Now I realise I wanted so much more
Some I love but you I adore
You think you're really swinging
But you're off the beat
The moves your brains a thinking
Doesn't reach your feet
You got to get this complication out of your head
Or find another man instead
You listen very close to what the bad girls said
In all those crumby articles and in my bed
You say I'm just a stripper not afraid to strip
With my brains rattlin' my hips
You've got the kind of looks
That make a dead man stare
But when it comes to working honey
You ain't there
I try to tell you nicely but the screaming starts
You're playing ping pong with my heart

Wonderful Lyrics By Adam Ant

Did I tell you how much I miss
Your sweet kiss?
Did I tell you I didnt cry?
Well I lied
I lie lie lie lie lie lied
Over real over
When I nearly hit the face I loved
So tired of packaging the anger
Always pushing you away
Did I tell you you're wonderful?
I miss you yes I do
Did I tell you that I was wrong?
I was wrong
Cos you're wonderful yeah
Did I tell you how much I miss
Your smile?
Did I tell you I was ok?
Well no way
No way way way
Over real over
When I nearly hit the face I loved
So tired of packaging the anger
Always pushing you away
Did I tell you you're wonderful?
I miss you yes I do
Did I tell you that I was wrong?
I was wrong
Cos you're wonderful yeah yeah
Now now now each and everyday
I realise the price I have to pay
You you're wonderful
And now for your information
I'm walking around like an arm decoration
You you're so wonderful
So high I cant get over it
So deep I cant get under it
You
You're wonderful yeah
You're wonderful yeah yeah
You're wonderful yeah yeah
You're wonderful yeah yeah
Wonderful
Did I tell you you're wonderful?
I miss you yes I do
Did I tell you that I was wrong?
I was wrong
For so long long long

Won't Take That Talk Lyrics By Adam Ant

I wont take that talk from no one
I wont take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
And the pity of it all you're fighting,
You don't see it anymore you're fighting
A size 12 fight in a size 10 war
I said i'd never forget you
And I didn't and I never will
Have a dance, meet a girl you dig
Acting like the second coming
Oh words are only words
Said another way
Got to stop treating people
Like they have no feelings
Stop treating people
Like they have no meaning
I wont take that talk from no one
I wont take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
Soft as a mother's love
Her hands were cool and graceful
And you'll get no complaints from me
I said i'd never forget you
And I didn't and I never will
Have a dance, meet a girl you dig
Acting like the second coming
Oh words are only words
So I tell myself
Got to stop treating people
Like they have no feelings
Stop treating people
Like they have no meaning
I wont take that talk from no one
I wont take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
I wont take that talk from no one
I wont take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
Soft as a mother's love
Her hands were cool and graceful
And you'll get no complaints from me
pity of it all you're fighting,
You don't see it anymore you're fighting
A size 12 fight in a size 10 war
I said i'd never forget you
And I didn't and I never will
Have a dance, meet a girl you dig
Acting like the second coming
Oh words are only words
Said another way
Got to stop treating people
Like they have no feelings
Stop treating people
Like they have no meaning
I wont take that talk from no one
I wont take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
Soft as a mother's love
Her hands were cool and graceful
And you'll get no complaints from me
I said i'd never forget you
And I didn't and I never will
Have a dance, meet a girl you dig
Acting like the second coming
Oh words are only words
So I tell myself
Got to stop treating people
Like they have no feelings
Stop treating people
Like they have no meaning
I wont take that talk from no one
I wont take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
I wont take that talk from no one
I wont take that talk from no one
Inside it makes you ill
Soft as a mother's love
Her hands were cool and graceful
And you'll get no complaints from me

Very Long Ride Lyrics By Adam Ant

I got up early and the sun was by my side
I thought you was my friend
But all you did was lie
And now I carry this until the day I die
I keep on riding till the sun goes from the sky
Sometimes you get the bear and
Sometimes the bear gets you
I know it's the only fight you've got
Look what it's done to you
I carry this .357 in my hand
Don't ask me why
If you don't want to understand
I keep on moving I keep driving through this land
And by the moonlight will travel if I can
It's gonna take nerve
It's gonna take real nerve
It's gonna take more than you ever ever ever
Thought it could
Very Long Ride it's a Very Long Ride
Very Long Ride it's a
Long Ride
I travel light cos I am the lone rider
I travrl light cos I am the outsider
I travel light cos I'm a very good fighter
I travel light all through the day
And through the night
It's gonna take more than reaction
Much more than a brave attempt
You're gonna need skin like a Rhino
To face such cold contempt
I drive in style I drive a '99 beamer
And you just wait until the time that I see ya
You better look again before you look away
I will be driving by the Kings Highway
It's gonna take nerve
It's gonna take real nerve
It's gonna take more than you ever ever ever
Thought it could
Very Long Ride it's a Very Long Ride
Very Long Ride it's a
Long Ride
Very very
Demy-semy-quaverous
Very Long Ride
Very very
Demy-semy-quaverous
Very Long Ride
I keep on moving now until I reach the end
But I'm not moving cos I'm looking for revenge
And I'm not moving cos a friend of mine crossed me
I'll just keep on until I get you the fuck off me
It's gonna take nerve
It's gonna take real nerve
It's gonna take more than you ever ever ever
Thought it could
Very Long Ride it's a Very Long Ride
Very Long Ride it's a
Long Ride

Hell's Eight Acres Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Happy as a punk in boystown
No more talk about doing
Going round the twist with heartbreak
You're in need of protection
Not from me but from yourself
Going round the twist with heartbreak
Big brother won't like it
'Cos you're one of life's takers
Go tell the Spartans
We're on Hell's eight acres.
Walked with kings you know, self law
Pencil skirts and that gear
Going round the twist with heartbreak
Crouched and trembling with hate
Mixes both and dies both ways
Going round the twist with heartbreak
Just a little boy in a man's world
Dying on his feet you see
Going round the twist with heartbreak
Busy fighting the inch war
Paws and claws and black velvet
Going round the twist with heartbreak

Vampires Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni/Boz Boorer
I want your heart
I want your soul
I want everything you hold dear
I want the sinews that bind you together
I know enough is never enough
I want the broad road and 20/20 vision
Your wrist a keyboard of perfume
Money cannot buy
And I'm in a position to say
The camera does not lie
There's a lot of vampires out there
Hanging out to grab your soul
They don't live in Transylvania
They don't live in rock 'n' roll
I want your bones
I want your blood
I want everything you hold dear
I want the sinews that bind you together
I made an educated guess
There's a panic in the lingerie
You know I tremble at each touch
Close my eyes and sigh
Then fly off like a bullet
For the darkside of the sky
I want you pain
I want your pleasure
I want everything you hold dear
I want the sinews that bind you together
I know enough is never enough
Hatcheck to showgirl
Let's to bed madam
I know there's no way out but through together
Wet with sex
Wet with sweat
Embody your body
There's a lot of vampires out there
Hanging out to grab your soul
They don't live in Transylvania
They don't live in rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll
Vampires

Razor Keen Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Well it's a dopey mopey
Doop-de-boop civilian time
It's all mine
And it's a dopey mopey
Doop-de-boop civilian time
It's all mine
Crinkum crankum
Turn them up and spank thems fine
Razor keen and good again
Schemes, if you know what I mean
Things are looking good again
Razor keen good again
Gonna take a hatchet to 'em
Hack my way in.
Centre and stop, pan right and stop
Centre and stop, pull back and stop
A new murder squad
Off kick murder squad
Kick kick murder squad
Hack my way in.