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.

Crackpot History And The Right To Lie Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
People come people go, how long I'll stay I just don't know
When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come
Crackpot history and the right to lie
People love people hate, for my downfall they just can't wait
When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come
Crackpot history and the right to lie
I wish that everyone could see a show by Liza Minnelli
Such a marvellous lady with talent by the ton
Crackpot history and the right to lie
People lie people hurt, like to read their Sunday dirt
So every Jeckyll needs a Hyde to blame the business on
Crackpot history and the right to lie
Every rebel that I've met say they're going to die and yet
I see them now and they ain't dead yet, and pushing forty one
Crackpot history and the right to lie
Pumping is a splendid gift, I hope you will catch my drift
Some like pumping in the lift, just like the Scottish Tongs
Crackpot history and the right to lie
There is nothing like the sound of a nicely laundered pound
Trying to collect around forty million
Crackpot history and the right to lie

1969 Again Lyrics By Adam Ant

Well hello matey
What have you done for me lately?
Yeah
Are you paying my rent?
Are you my best friend?
You cant beat our meat
So you better shut your pipehole
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Or is it 1969 Again?
Oh how you make me
Wish I was a baby
Yeah
When you're playing Miss Swish
Knickers on we're british
You're my agony nanny
With you big towel protection
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Coz it's 1969 Again
God made the little fishes
And god he made the seven seas
God makes us to pay for our sins
That's why he gave us
The bingly bongly children
1969 Again...
Mister, are you listening
To the bingy bingy bingy bingy bongy children?
Do you feel good?
Do you feel the shame?
Coz it's 1969 Again
1969 Again...

Manners & Physique Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Andre Cymone

Pick your honey up never let her go
Say you want an answer the answer isn't no
Do it any style right across the floor
And when you feel exhausted
Then you know it's time for more
I love it when you tease
And better when you pose
But I can't kiss a lipstick
Or date a pile of clothes
You really got a bod
I saw it so I know
So why the sweats and baggy clothes
Like you don't have to show
Rebob the Bebop doin' it doggie style
I wanna see you sweat that would be unique
'Cos all that really matters is your
Manners and physique yeah
Manners and physique
Manners and physique
I wanna see you sweat
That would be unique
'Cos all that really matters is your
Manners and physique
Pick your honey up never let her go
Say you want an answer the answer isn't no
When you gonna stop
Crawling on your back
Treating daily workout
Like an aphrodisiac
Now you quit the drugs
And the messing around
But you be very careful
That you don't get musclebound
You've tuned up everything
Tighter than a drum
So tell me what's the point
If you don't share it with someone

Made Of Money Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
You think that I'm amde of money
You've got something coming honey
This ain't no land of milk and honey
My accountant thinks that's funny
Instead of trying to use your brains
You sit round and suck my veins
Your kind of rat belongs in drains
You're gonna get around
You like all those big fancy cars
Trendy people and their wine bars
But your lying will leave its scars
Get around, get on your horse
You think that I'm made of reddies
That makes me choke on my Shreddies
I may smile and act so sunny
But this boy is not your dummy
Marriages are made in heaven
So what the hell happened to mine?

Playboy Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
What do you wear in bed?
Some headphones on my head
What do you like to hold?
My breath, she said.
(He's a playboy)
Hi there, haven't I seen you somewhere before?
Was it in my dreams, I'm not too sure
The way you look seems so unfair
All that beauty, golden hair.
You dance like someone heaven blessed
All wrapped up in gorgeous dress
I just want you to catch me when I fall...
Has anyone ever told you you've got the most
Beautiful eyes?
I really do mean it.
D'you like fast cars?...
She like Johnny, she likes Joe
But they both ignore her so
Mister Playboy sing your song
And the horse you rode in on...

Yin & Yang Lyrics By Adam Ant

I got Utah dust
Inside my boots
Peroxide
Covering my roots
Know what it's like to love
And like to be loved
I tell you (oh hohoh) it's such a thrilling thing
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Sweet China went to dust for the want of it
Call it Zen or call it Buddha
Inner peace or Heavy Banana
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Sweet China swam in blood for the need of it
So don't you ask me to stop wanting it
Don't ask me (oh hohoh) to stop needing it
It's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Call it Zen or call it Buddha
Inner peace or Heavy Banana
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
It's got some words and a beat to it
Don't you ask me to stop wanting it
Don't ask me (oh hohoh) to stop needing it
It's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Call it Zen or call it Buddha
Inner peace or Heavy Banana
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
In from cold
Show me ecstasy
Just let the tears
Roll on out of me
Know what it's like to love
And like to be loved
I tell you (oh hohoh) it's such a thrilling thing
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it

Strip Lyrics By Adam Ant

It's at times like this the great heaven knows
That we wish we had not so many clothes
So let's loosen up with a playful tease
Like all lovers did through the centuries
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
Uh-huh-huh
When it gets so hot, the end of the day
You may find your clothes getting in the way
If a pretty dress hides your true desire
Fold it nice and slow, throw it on the fire
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
Uh-huh-huh
We don't need to see what the butler saw
Or a mirrored room with a mirrored floor
All those sneaky looks gazing down on you
Are no substitute for our rendezvous
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
Uh-huh-huh
It's at times like this the great heaven knows
That we wish we had not so many clothes
So let's loosen up with a playful tease
Like all lovers did through the centuries
If you think it's cheap or a bit risqu‏,‏
Please don't say a word I'll just slip away
I am not a man who believes in lies
Like an octopus with big x-ray eyes
Don't freeze up girl, you're looking quite a sight
Be generous, I want it all tonight‎‏ ‏
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?
We're just following ancient history
If I strip for you will you strip for me?

Friend Or Foe Lyrics By Adam Ant

I want those who get to know me
To become admirers or my enimies...
Take it up or leave it
I'm not gonna change a bit
If it means heartache
Then leave it out for your sake
I tried and try tried
To take care of my insides
Nobody's perfect
So leave me if you object
I want those who get to know me
To become admirers or my enimies
I want those who get to know me
To become admirers...
When you're a pirouetting, highkicking
Thighslapping cruiser
When you're a hipgrinding, spellbinding
Clean cut seducer
You have to be careful so people take note
I take it serious, but I still like a joke
I want those who get to know me
To become my admirers or my enimies...
Take it up or leave it
I'm not gonna change a bit
If it means heartache
Then leave it out for your sake
I tried and try tried
But still you say that I lied
Nobody's perfect
So leave me if you object
Take it up or leave it
I'm not gonna change a bit
If it means heartache
Then leave it out for your sake
I tried and try tried
To take care of my insides
Nobody's perfect
So leave me if you object

Rough Stuff Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Andre Cymone

Down in the jungle
Feeling very fat
You better hit the floor
and give me twenty
And the girls sing
Shackshoowowboomlaggalagga
Boom lagga boom sha boom
Do it til you're sore
Shackshoowowboomlaggalagga
Boom lagga boom sha boom
I know what you're looking for
Heavens where you find it
So sit back and relax
I wouldn't be so sure
'Cos we need plenty
And the girls sing girls sing
Shackshoowowboomlaggalagga
Boom lagga boom sha boom
Do it til you're sore
Shackshoowowboomlaggalagga
Boom lagga boom sha boom
I know what you're looking for
Rough Stuff when a man's got to do
What a man's got to do
What a man's got to do oh yeah
Rough Stuff when the time is right
And the place you go to whale
You gotta put something down
How far can you get
And still come back alive?
You never hear the shot
The shot that gets you
And the girls sing girls sing

Try This For Sighs Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
I call round your house
I try on your phone but you cry
Leave me alone leave me alone
I like your face you dig my eyes
Come on now honey try this for sighs
And if a push comes to a shove
And we have to call it love then
Baby I'll do it
Baby I'll do it
I don't drive no rig
I don't need no car so you cry
Leave me alone leave me alone
I like your face you dig my eyes
Come on now honey try this for sighs
I don't want no lip
I can smell your lies when you cry
Leave me alone leave me alone
You like my face I dig your thighs
Scrap that honey try this for sighs

Amazon Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Just stay out of my face
And get out of this place
Stop pulling my string
If you want a nice face
Boy
None so dull as spoken word
Things like "girls be seen not heard"
And when she fights you back
Don't call her Amazon
Be very quiet,
Nothing to say
Talk like a nice boy
And you'll be O.K.
You dig
A slice of heaven is what you are
Said Mary Joe in her little car
A slice of heaven is what you are
Now sensual big ladies are
Stranger in town
Plenty of cash
But you're in the wrong place friend
If you want to be flash
Dig it
The sweetest girl I ever knew
Was six feet four with eyes of blue
She's so wonderful
Don't call her Amazon
A slice of heaven is what you are
Said Mary Joe in her sports car
Such a darling child
Don't call her Amazon
A-M-A-Z-O-N

Something Girls Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Every girl is a something girl
Every girl is a something girl
Every girl is a something girl
She's got something
Every girl is a something girl
Every girl has a somehing smile
Every girl is a something girl
For a while
If I had three wishes I know mine
I would not ask the stars to shine
I wouldn't ask for gems or pearls
I'd ask for the something girls
Every girl is a something girl
From the whites of her eyes
To the tip of a curl
Every girl sends a something boy
With that something
When this old world won't treat you right
You're not feeling yourself tonight
Think of someone you can do
Relax and let that something through
Every girl is a something girl
She's got she's got something

Libertine Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
A word from her is worth ten from me
Her main concern is honesty
She beat the selfishness right out of me
The wild eyed child
She's my libertine
My only books were women's looks
And the more I read, the less I said
She wanted to search inside me
To find this so-called purity
She acts the films that I can't see
The wild eyed child
She's my libertine
She showed me the slim chance I'd got
And all the friendships baby, that I had not
Be sure she has the guts of three
The wild eyed child
She's my libertine
I know a girl she's got a lust for danger
Thinks being tough makes her the Lone Ranger
But when the chips are down it's loving she craves
She's just another Aphrodite slave

Here Comes The Grump Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
When you get a number one
The only way is down
And if you have a sticky patch
They start looking, start looking around
Listen close to what men say
Take what you want
And throw the rest away
When you get a number one
The only way is down
And if you have a sticky patch
They start looking, start looking around
In the night when things go bump
Think of me think
Here comes the grump, here comes the grump
Doctors said "Adam, sex kills"
So come inside and die

Bright Lights Black Leather Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant

There they go the buccaneers
Hand and hand in leather glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love
Bright lights, black leather
Bright lights, black leather
Some towns make me anxious
Others sane but sad
But West Berlin's by far the strangest time
I ever had
All night town of punks and art
All saying look at me
Never seen so much black leather
Even on car hoods
Surrounded by East Germany
So
They want to know just who you are
Or how they can amuse you
Squatters freaks Mohicans
Or even a wall of voodoo
If I had to sum it up
Without sounding too clever
I'd have to say my life has been
A case of bright lights
Black leather

Vanity Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
I cannot speak of what I feel
And yet I feel so much
I know that woman's arms can heal me
Like an angel's touch
She says she likes the accent
She thinks it's so polite
I think she going to like it more
When we're alone tonight
She cannot speak of what she feels
And yet she feels so much
Except her lover's arms can heal her
Like an angel's touch
Money's money my little honey
A rich man's jokes are always funny
Build them walls but I'm coming through
Don't trouble trouble till it troubles you
Money's money my little honey
A rich man's jokes are always funny
Ring came off in heights of passion
Wear it now, and that's not fashion
You open up your heart heart behold
Another door slams shut
And tongues are not of steel
But take a look how deep they cut

Spanish Games Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Now I don't go to much on names
No, I don't go to much on names
When there's spanish games
You can play if you want to
Always try to look our best
Frills and spanish dress
When we want to
She can be my matador
Chase me round the floor
When she wants to
Figures charge in burning red
Angels fear to tread
Should they want to
She can be my matador
Chase me round the floor
If she wants to
Never want to cruise about
Never bothered showing out
You only want to wear me out
No. I don't go to much on names
When there's spanish games
You can play if you want to

Piccadilly Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Andre Cymone

Down in Piccadilly down in West One
They dress like Laurence Harvey
The immaculate son
She looks good and lovely
A sight for all to see
With a voice you could get lost in
Eighteen.....
He's a practical man
Gonna catch you if he can
Down in Piccadilly down in West One
Drinking cups of coffee
In Fortnum and Mason
She looks good and lovely
Trained in luxury
With a voice you could get lost in
Eighteen.....
He's a practical man
Gonna catch you if he can
Lock up your daughters
Down in Piccadilly down in West One
If you're really lucky
You'll see Francis Bacon
He paints good and lovely
A sight for all to see
In a world you could get lost it
Eighty.....
Here they come here they come
Piccadilly West One
It's real what they feel
No doubt about it
Here they come here they come
Piccadilly West One
Get rich quick
And live to count it

Scorpio Rising Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
The Greek, the Gypsy, the Italian
And the Pole, took a look around
Chewed up the gauntlet,
Spat it out
Raised them to the ground
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Four young men, greasy hair
Don't know zip
Leather jackets, big packets
Into it, into it.
Knock 'em dead sweetie, then sock four
My body, cha-cha, and orf
Four young men on big bad bikes
Ben Hur daddy argent!
Give me a flash of white white skin
Above the stocking part
Cool it with the jewels, appreciate
The world finest work of art.
Four young men a-come through hot
The last of the moccasins
Don't sit around with their chi-chi friends
And talk....

If You Keep On Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Kevin Rowland

I'll take it round
Round by round
And I will pay if you don't mind
So just say hello
Or even stare
But don't talk about me
When I'm standing there
So you run your life
And I'll run mine
Don't ask how I am
You're no friend of mine
I've made my own bed
It suits me fine
I don't know your name
But you sure know mine
I'm not hard to get on with
You'd try the patience
Of a saint
If you keep on talking to me
With all of your crude advice
I'll talk to you my friend
And it won't be nice
If you keep on doing what you're doing
I'm gonna vexed with you
If you keep on doing what you're doing
You're gonna be next
I'll take it round
Round by round
Don't want to hear bells when I hit the ground
After awhile you get used to pain
If you knock me down
I'll just get up again
Now these things I say
Sound hard for you
Well that's just because
You've got no point of view
Some people talk and never do
And that's the big difference
Between me and you
If you keep doing what you're doing......

Angel Lyrics By Adam Ant

Well come tell me your story
I'll tell you mine
Sunday morning Communion
Standing in a lineFeelling like a cannibal
Eating flesh and drinking blood
Disguised as wine
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
So come tell me your story
I'll tell you all
Looking at rococco statues
And paintings on the wall
Sitting up there high and mighty
Was this Eden was this hell?
I had to know
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
You're an angel...
I know some day we're gonna see
Wings spring out from you shoulders
What kind of being are you?
For there are moments upon moments
Upon moments
When you hardly seem to walk the earth
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel
And I realize I've spent my whole life searching
Searching for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
For an angel, for an angel
For an angel...

Yin & Yang Lyrics By Adam Ant

I got Utah dust
Inside my boots
Peroxide
Covering my roots
Know what it's like to love
And like to be loved
I tell you (oh hohoh) it's such a thrilling thing
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Sweet China went to dust for the want of it
Call it Zen or call it Buddha
Inner peace or Heavy Banana
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Sweet China swam in blood for the need of it
So don't you ask me to stop wanting it
Don't ask me (oh hohoh) to stop needing it
It's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Call it Zen or call it Buddha
Inner peace or Heavy Banana
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
It's got some words and a beat to it
Don't you ask me to stop wanting it
Don't ask me (oh hohoh) to stop needing it
It's just the Yin and the Yang of it
Call it Zen or call it Buddha
Inner peace or Heavy Banana
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it
In from cold
Show me ecstasy
Just let the tears
Roll on out of me
Know what it's like to love
And like to be loved
I tell you (oh hohoh) it's such a thrilling thing
That's just the Yin and the Yang of it

Ant Rap Lyrics By Adam Ant

Put some wax on the trax and slide on onta here
Hane, hane, hane, hane, hane
Hatches in the corner ears to the ground
Improve to the groove get down to the sound
Buttons and bows and blew blanc rouge
All things lively must be used
Libertי, egalitי, au jour d'hui c'est trיs trיs trיs
Voici I opportunitי nous Incroyables
I got the moves they got the grooves
Summoned the Gods and they all approved
Bad vibes akimbo on the shelf
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
this gold on the teeth's no sense at all
It only matters when it's on the wall
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again :
Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
So tired of anarchists looking at me
Don't need their credibility
"destroy", "they say", "defy ! condamn !"
As long as you don't destroy them
With twenty years of drugs and drink
I thought the time had some to think
About standing up and saying that
It's a tragedy and such old hat
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again :
(I got) Marco, Marrick, ...
These happy feet are al we need
Summoned the Gods and they all agreed
These feet won't stop they're in such a hurry
I knock it on the heed and I go for a curry
Staying sober can be neat
Get drunk on these here happy feet
Keep on trying to pin me down
"Why a title for your sound ?"
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's do this rapping thing again
I got Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth ...
And I have the mouth
And you have the mouth
And they got the mouth

Man Called Marco Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Instrumental

It Doesn't Matter Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant
I'm sick of coming home and watching TV.
I just can't stand it when you sit next to me
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
I'll get by with another
Baby go to hell
Your perspirations brought the wallpaper down
I just can't stand it when you walk into town
I'd love to kiss you baby fall for your charms
but that's all over when you lift up your arms
There's so much trouble when we go for a bite
They say the food is off and they start to fight.

Alien Lyrics By Adam Ant

Great when you call us
Thank you for staying with us
We missed you all so desperatley
But don't blink or you'll miss me
On a street like this as it were
From the thick of Jerusalem
Is what makes you love old England
The roots of freedom are here
Say what you will about the Alien
Just dig in and start with the sky
He's welcome and ever may be so
And then somhow everyhting seems
To come out right
So let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
The Alien
You're such a killer
But oh just you trade that in
For tea and Jammie Dodgers
Down the prospect and sing
On a street like this as it were
From the thick of Jerusalem
Is what makes you love old England
The roots of freedom are here
Say what you will about the Alien
Just dig in and start with the sky
He's welcome and ever may be so
And then somhow everyhting seems
To come out right
So let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
Let's hear it for
The Alien

Miss Thing Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Miss Thing what you got to say?
We saw a honey just the other day
A wild cat, a loud shirt
Thinking up stuff just to different
Wa-la-ba-loomba
Wa-la-ba-loomba
Wa-la-ba-loomba
Wa-la-ba-loom
She was the only one to love him up right
Miss Thing - where you gonna go?
You ever seen a man jump a piano?
Guttertalk, knock 'em dead
Pompadour six inches above his head
Wa-la-ba-loomba.... etc.
Miss Thing please tell me why
He says "child" when he meets another guy
Sweaty staggering out of the swamp
Freaky-deak dancing, pumping that pomp
Wa-la-ba-loomba.... etc.
Turn it up
Have your fill
Up in the treble
A voice like a power drill.

Desperate But Not Serious Lyrics By Adam Ant

If I ask you difficult questions
If I make improper suggestions
Would you find that a risk to your health?
Would you put me up on the bookshelf
With the books and the plants?
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious
If I were kind and adoring
How would that be?
Very borring
Mister Pressman with your penknife
Always asking about my sexlife
And who with and how many times?
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious
All the advice seems so unkind
"If you don't stop, you will go blind"
They'll tell you it's none of their business
Then console you with a big kiss on the lips
And on the back of the neck
(Oh hey...)
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious...‎

Kiss The Drummer Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
In for a penny in for a pound
If she walks by you better turn around
She wants sparkle and she don't give a damn
As well be hung for
A sheep than a lamb
So be her Daddy
She hits back
Kiss the Drummer
Rat-a-tat-tat
Got to learn to laugh at this
Laugh and enjoy herself
Miss Fierce Kiss the Drummer
Little by little, bit by bit
Love stood laughing at this locksmith
She may be wrong, and she may be right
But barking dogs they
Seldom bite
In the panic and the traumas
Miss Fierce puts a bee
Fierce Legwarmers
When men think big
And by golly they do
Don't wanna go crying
Boo-hooing at you

Physical (you're So) Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant
I want to date you maybe
I want to take you out
I want to wine and dine you
I want to twist and twist and shout
I want you hard in my arms
I want you soft on my bed
You get the keys to my heart
When you wear that sweet dress
(You know, the short one)
But you're so physical
Physical
For me
You're just too physical
Physical
For me
I want your rough house baby
I want this right in your ear
You let me feel your danger
I let you make this feeling clear
I want the touch of your charms
The heat of your breath
I want to say all those things
(Those dirty things)
That would be better unsaid
Oh you're so physical oooh
Oh you're so physical oooh woooh
Oh you're so physical oooooooooh
Oh you're so physical oooooooooooooooh

Room At The Top Lyrics By Adam Ant

Once is never enough
Never is and never was (uhuh)
Here and now is all that counts
Here and now in large amounts
Be beautiful and shut up
The going can be real tough
You can keep your fancy bars
Clubby friends and fast cars (uhuh)
And when the going gets hard
You can eats your credit cards
I really tried to fight
But what the hell I like it
chorus:
There is always room at the top
Don't let them tell you there is not
Made in England
Born and bred
An 18th century brain in
A 21st century head
Room at the top - so 18th century (x2)
Room at the top
There's always room
If some of this fits some of u
Or like the things that you might do
It's the pleasure and the pain
That makes you do it all again
They say
Be beautiful and shut up
The going can be real tough
chorus

Navel To Neck Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Give me your hand here is mine
Better in the open
It's showtime let's call the tune
He's her baby boy
Navel to neck
Give me your mouth
I want to kiss you
Something deep inside me waits
You're giving up your daughters
But perfection is so dull
He's her baby boy
Navel to neck
Give me your mouth
I want to kiss you
That's the way the honey goes
Sweeter than a toy
From his tippy to his toes
He's he baby boy
Every inch of you I prize
Your body is a vision
And all the while look in your eyes

Mile High Club Lyrics By Adam Ant

Temperatures rise at a hundred degrees
Bet you don't freeze at the Mile High Club
The crash axe would be my only defense
Dogs go berserk when my engines start
Any any animal, any any animal
Get your feet up on the floor, find your father, four to four
Any any animal, any any animal
Jack you were wiped out, blood's still running
Sex gang children gang up on you, jump on top, on top of you
Make love, make love, make love to you, one two three four five miles high
At the Mile High Club
Animal pairs is the game they play, flying flying, flying all the way
This one's for you, only minor birds out there
All the way, all the way to Les Boucher
Any any animal, any any animal
Get your feet up on the floor, find your father, four to four
Any any animal, any any animal
Jack you were wiped out, blood's still running
Sex gang children gang up on you, jump on top, on top of you
Make love, make love, make love to you, one two three four five miles high
Some errants think nothing of letting animals die in the halls
But this will change, Captain Love speaking, some turbulance on board
Haylike nest, buddy on jest
Animal pairs is the game they play, all the way to Les Boucher
At the Mile High Club, at the Mile High Club, at the Mile High Club
At the Mile High Club
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Rip Down Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Rip down up and down
The night kept coming in
There was nothing I could do
To stop your suffering
Well it hardly does you fair
Headlines made from potty chairs
So rip down up and down
The night kept coming in
Last chance buddy, your last chance
No re-runs just this performance
I was wounded, she was beautiful.
Rip down up and down
The night just hung around
A chipmunk full of Beatlenuts
And a holy roller sound
Just mop-mop and that's it
Nearly made us quit
So rip down up and down
The night kept coming in
Rip down up and down
The night just wouldn't go
On the unsolved crimes list he is
He frisbeed his halo
For my memory
Or a dart from a ubangi
Rip down up and down
The night kept coming in.

Can't Set Rules About Love Lyrics By Adam Ant

Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni

I feel suspended in space
In another time and place
To talk would burst the bubble
Just want to lie next to you
And appreciate the view
And hope it lasts forever
We do not have to play games
Or listen to all the names
They have for Russian roulette
If it's good enough for the Gemini Guys
Then it's good enough for me
You can't set rules about love
You can't set rules about love
So the I becomes we
We make our own chemistry
To move is too much trouble
I hope we won't separate
Return to our normal state
As long as we're together
So if it's yes or it's no
Chime time says the radio
Why don't you kiss me deadly
If and when you slip away
Just don't let me hear you say
Good morning and goodbye
Revolution -- the fourth and final part
Revolution -- afterplay with my heart

Gotta Be A Sin Lyrics By Adam Ant

It's burning holes into my heart
To leave that face so tenderly
I know that I can't stop the pain
But oh, the pain cannot stop me
Into a heart so lost and broken
An angel siezed the pain
Swallow her breath, hold her to my chest
I feel so warm in love again
Right from the first time I made love with you
I had nothing in life to compare that moment to
But it's gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Yeah it's gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
I want to wake up really early
Want the first thing that I see
To be your eyes still softly closed
And you lips waiting patienly
I know the sadest sight in this world
Is you climbing out of bed
Vision you are clipping on that bra
Maybe we'll stay in bed instead...
Right from the first time I made love with you
I had nothing in life to compare that moment to
But it's gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Yeah it's gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Cos nothing,
Oh nothing
That feels that good
Can be street legal, baby
Nothing,
Oh nothing
That feels that good
Has ever happened to me now
Just holding your hand is like making love...
Just standing next to you's like making love...
So lets tie our shirts together and rig up a sail
I just want to do all the thihngs we did before
And oh some more so
But it's gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Yeah it's gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Gotta be a sin
Oh it's gotta be a sin,
Gotta be a sin...

Goody Two Shoes Lyrics By Adam Ant

With the heartbreak open
So much you can't hide
Put on a little makeup, makeup
Make sure they get your good side, good side
If the words unspoken get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token, token
Write it on a pound note, pound note
Goody two, goody two
Goody, goody two shoes
Goody two, goody two
Goody, goody two shoes
You don't drink, don't smoke
What do you do
You don't drink, don't smoke
What do you do
The subtle innuendos follow
There must be something inside
We don't follow fashion
That would be a joke
You know we're gonna set them, set them
So ev'ryone can take note, take note
When I saw you kneeling
Crying words that you mean
Opening the eyeballs, eyeballs
Pretending that you're Al Green, Al Green
Goody two, goody two
Goody, goody two shoes
Goody two, goody two
Goody, goody two shoes
You don't drink, don't smoke
What do you do
You don't drink, don't smoke
What do you do
The subtle innuendos follow
There must be something inside
No one's gonna tell me
What's wrong and what's right
Or tell me who to eat with, sleep with
Or foul up on the big fight, big fight
Look out or they will tell you you're a superstar
Two weeks and you're an all time legend
I think the games have gone much too far
If the words unspoken get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token, token
Write it on a pound note, pound note
Don't drink, don't smoke
What do you do
You don't drink, don't smoke
What do you do
The subtle innuendos follow
There must be something inside, inside

Beautiful Dream Lyrics By Adam Ant

She was kissing my back and my neck and my face
I was looking around for the percect place
To lay down beside her and say maybe
This is the time to make babies
Prettiest girl I have ever seen
I look at you and I think it's a dream
I love your voice and your sexy body
Let's go deep inside into the love stream
Face like a picture in a gallery
Her legs were long and slim as she walked up to me
Wide at the front and wide at the back
Her hips were curved only her stomach was flat
An IQ of 690, everything one woman can be
"Push push 'cos I like it like that"
So I push push and then she pushes back. said
"Don't stop it's never felt better
I think I'd like to carry on forever
Beautiful dream more than a dream
In effect in a love stream love power
It was a beautiful dream more than a dream
In effect in a love stream love power"
Love and hate will never be friends
This is a dream and I don't want it to end
I'll be your friend I'll be more than your friend
This is a love I must defend
Slow slow and it grows it grows
Fast fast and it lasts it lasts
On top top till you jump right off
Underneath don't stop don't stop
And when it's time to change position
We gotta make a big decision
Already did this once before
Let's get off the bed and onto the floor
"Push push because I like it like that"
So I push push and then she pushes back. said
"Don't stop it's never felt better
I think I'd like to carry on forever
Beautiful dream more than a dream
In effect in a love stream love power
It was a beautiful dream more than a dream
In effect in a love stream love power"
Hey emotion love devotion
Sex is emotion in motion
Hey emotion, love, devotion
Sex is emotion in motion
I think I'd like to carry it on forever
Lets fire it up!
This is a dream whose time has come
And you and me are the only ones
To take it on to the special place
Let me touch your mouth and let me kiss your face
One and one makes two
Sleeping together like dreamers do
We look to love to make something new
Darling darling it all you
It's sex that sets your mind and body free
It's sex that keeps away from the HIV
Sex opens the lock if you got the key
Sex made you and sex made me
So lets turn it up lets turn it down
It's better the second time around
"Push push because I like it like that"
So I push push and then she pushes back. said
"Don't you stop it's never felt better
I think I'd like to carry on forever
Beautiful dream more than a dream
In effect in a love stream love power
It was a beautiful dream more than a dream
In effect in a love stream love power"‎