paroles de chanson An Englishman in New York (Strange Apparatus) - Godley & Creme
Demented
New
York
athletes
staggering
round
the
block
Deforned
Chicanos
pour
in,
Chicago's
rolling
stock
Digital
bathrooms
drilling
for
furs
Surgical
stockings
marked
his
and
hers
Guggenheim
attitudes
back
to
back
With
Jewish
Baroque
No
way
street
No
way
street
Happy
to
see
you,
have
a
nice
day!
Defecting
Russian
dancers
dance
into
Hockney
prints
Exclusive
to
Bloomingdales,
gift-wrapped
in
red
From
the
land
of
blue
rinse
They
boggle
at
menus
in
Olde
English
verse
"Ode
to
a
burger"
by
Keats
at
his
worst
The
hissing
of
omelets
the
breaking
of
legs
Don't
shoot
till
you
see
the
whites
of
their
eggs
The
pink
fillet
mignon
looks
black
on
the
negs
Strange
apparatus
You've
never
seen
Strange
apparatus,
even
stranger
theme
Street
alligators
Big
Anglophile
Will
navigate
us
through
a
change
of
style
I
came,
I
saw,
what
manner
of
beast
is
this
New
York,
you
talk
a
little
bit
left
of
center
A
scream,
a
shout
New
York
is
throwing
its
weight
about
Walk
tall,
walk
straight,
spit
the
world
right
in
the
eye
The
stranger
the
wood
the
straighter
the
arrow
Dismembered
hopeful
My-Lai
veterans
queuing
for
sleaze
"Sorry
no
dogs,
no
fags,
no
shriners,
and
no
amputees"
Sexual
athlete
applies
for
audition
Willing
to
make
it
in
any
position
Just
one
of
the
extras
with
blood
on
their
faces
In
snow-white
and
the
seven
basket
cases
I'm
happy
and
dopey
and
dirty
in
places
No
way
street
No
way
street
Lock
up
your
daughters,
Avon
crawling!
Devoted
collectors
of
paraphernalia
out
walking
the
rock
Battle
and
bitch
for
the
ultimate
kitsch
Of
a
crucifix
clock
Two
miniature
Romans,
running
on
rails
Appear
every
hour
and
bang
in
the
nails
I've
got
to
have
it,
Christ,
I
gotta
be
the
first
On
our
block
Disturbing
facts
about
Nazi
splinter
groups
seen
on
the
news
They're
picketing
synagogues
and
claiming
that
Hitler
was
King
of
the
Jews
Caught
in
the
tunnel
an
ambulance
howls
A
men's
room
attendant
is
flapping
his
jowls
Ssshh,
Howard
Johnson
is
moving
his
bowels
Strange
apparatus
You've
never
seen
Strange
apparatus,
even
stranger
theme
Street
alligators
Big
Anglophile
Will
navigate
us
through
a
change
of
style
Strange
apparatus
You've
never
seen
Strange
apparatus,
even
stranger
theme
Walk
straight,
walk
tall,
spit
the
world
right
in
the
eye
The
stranger
the
wood,
the
straighter
the
arrow
No
way
street
No
way
street
No
way
street...
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