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Why are we racing to be so old? | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Two Little Hitlers}}</noinclude> | ||
I'm up late pacing the floor | Why are we racing to be so old?<br> | ||
I won't be told | I'm up late pacing the floor<br> | ||
You have your reservations | I won't be told<br> | ||
I'm bought and sold | You have your reservations<br> | ||
I'm bought and sold<br> | |||
I'll face the music | <br> | ||
I'll face the facts | I'll face the music<br> | ||
Even when we walk in polka dots and chequer slacks | I'll face the facts<br> | ||
Even when we walk in polka dots and chequer slacks<br> | |||
Bowing and squawking | <br> | ||
Running after titbits | Bowing and squawking<br> | ||
Bobbing and squinting | Running after titbits<br> | ||
Just like a nitwit | Bobbing and squinting<br> | ||
Just like a nitwit<br> | |||
Two little Hitlers will fight it out until | <br> | ||
One little Hitler does the other one's will | Two little Hitlers will fight it out until<br> | ||
I will return | One little Hitler does the other one's will<br> | ||
I will not burn | I will return<br> | ||
Down in the basement | I will not burn<br> | ||
Down in the basement<br> | |||
I need my head examined | <br> | ||
I need my eyes excited | I need my head examined<br> | ||
I'd like to join the party | I need my eyes excited<br> | ||
But I was not invited | I'd like to join the party<br> | ||
You make a member of me | But I was not invited<br> | ||
I'll be delighted | You make a member of me<br> | ||
I'll be delighted<br> | |||
I wouldn't cry for lost souls, you might drown | <br> | ||
Dirty words for dirty minds | I wouldn't cry for lost souls, you might drown<br> | ||
Written in a toilet town | Dirty words for dirty minds<br> | ||
Written in a toilet town<br> | |||
Dial me a Valentine | <br> | ||
She's a smooth operator | Dial me a Valentine<br> | ||
It's all so calculated | She's a smooth operator<br> | ||
She's got a calculator | It's all so calculated<br> | ||
She's my soft touch typewriter | She's got a calculator<br> | ||
And I'm the great dictator | She's my soft touch typewriter<br> | ||
And I'm the great dictator<br> | |||
(Chorus) | <br> | ||
(Chorus)<br> | |||
A simple game of self-respect | <br> | ||
You flick a switch and the world goes off | A simple game of self-respect<br> | ||
Nobody jumps as you expect | You flick a switch and the world goes off<br> | ||
I would have thought you would have had enough by now | Nobody jumps as you expect<br> | ||
I would have thought you would have had enough by now<br> | |||
You call selective dating | <br> | ||
For some effective mating | You call selective dating<br> | ||
I thought I'd let you down, dear | For some effective mating<br> | ||
But you were just deflating | I thought I'd let you down, dear<br> | ||
But you were just deflating<br> | |||
I knew right from the start | <br> | ||
We'd end up hating | I knew right from the start<br> | ||
Pictures of the merchandise | We'd end up hating<br> | ||
Plastered on the wall | Pictures of the merchandise<br> | ||
We can look so long as we don't have to talk at all | Plastered on the wall<br> | ||
We can look so long as we don't have to talk at all<br> | |||
You say you'll never know him | <br> | ||
He's an unnatural man | You say you'll never know him<br> | ||
He doesn't want your pleasure | He's an unnatural man<br> | ||
He wants as no one can | He doesn't want your pleasure<br> | ||
He wants to know the names of | He wants as no one can<br> | ||
All those he's better than | He wants to know the names of<br> | ||
All those he's better than<br> | |||
(Chorus) | <br> | ||
(Chorus)<br> | |||
I will return | <br> | ||
I will not burn | I will return<br> | ||
(repeats) | I will not burn<br> | ||
(repeats)<br> |
Latest revision as of 01:48, 29 April 2009
Two Little Hitlers
Why are we racing to be so old?
I'm up late pacing the floor
I won't be told
You have your reservations
I'm bought and sold
I'll face the music
I'll face the facts
Even when we walk in polka dots and chequer slacks
Bowing and squawking
Running after titbits
Bobbing and squinting
Just like a nitwit
Two little Hitlers will fight it out until
One little Hitler does the other one's will
I will return
I will not burn
Down in the basement
I need my head examined
I need my eyes excited
I'd like to join the party
But I was not invited
You make a member of me
I'll be delighted
I wouldn't cry for lost souls, you might drown
Dirty words for dirty minds
Written in a toilet town
Dial me a Valentine
She's a smooth operator
It's all so calculated
She's got a calculator
She's my soft touch typewriter
And I'm the great dictator
(Chorus)
A simple game of self-respect
You flick a switch and the world goes off
Nobody jumps as you expect
I would have thought you would have had enough by now
You call selective dating
For some effective mating
I thought I'd let you down, dear
But you were just deflating
I knew right from the start
We'd end up hating
Pictures of the merchandise
Plastered on the wall
We can look so long as we don't have to talk at all
You say you'll never know him
He's an unnatural man
He doesn't want your pleasure
He wants as no one can
He wants to know the names of
All those he's better than
(Chorus)
I will return
I will not burn
(repeats)