Rat Trap The Boomtown Rats

There was an awful lot of rocking going on that night, Cruising time for the young bright lights, Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door, The five lamp boyswere coming on strong.

I Don't Like Mondays Boomtown Rats

The silicon chip inside her head gets switched to overload And nobody's gonna go to school today She's gonna make them stay at home And Daddy doesn't understand it He always said she was good as

She's So Modern Boomtown Rats

La-la-la-la La-la-la-la She's so 20th century She's so 20th century She's so 1970's She's so 1970's She knows the right things to say She knows the right things to say She's got the right clothes to

Street Rats Ted Nugent

Midnight in the cellar Dinner on the floor Sleeping in the gutter He fights a private war Hiding in the doorway Weapon at his side Rob you for a nickel You'd better run and hide He's a street rat

Rats Clutch

Rats over the dishes Rats over the dishes Please tell me what the ratties say Please tell me what the ratties say Rats over the dishes And God was certainly a genius To expose this human weakness Rats

Boomtown The Book Of Knots

"(Chorus) It was a boomtown that was breaking my heart. This little boomtown has taken its part. I had a stake in this and I took it hard. It was a boomtown, boomtown...

Boomtown Toby Keith

me show you around You could make a lot of money here Livin' in a boomtown We뭠l some build bars and big hotels Downshift drive and the people live well High on the hog and wild on the range

Boomtown The Steep Canyon Rangers

The rush is on & I should be gone Who am I to stay so long Words getting round ‘bout what they found Out there in boomtown The lights outshine the moon at night And dreams roll in on a high tide The shadows

Rats Sonic Youth

When the rats run riot And the screen door slams When the trees grow quiet Nothing but cats and cans When the breeze says try it But you can hardly see When your love has died And you rat on me I see your

Rat 거츠(Gutz)

Rat Vocal & Guitar - Jun Doo Hee Bass - Han Doo Soo Drum & Programming - Kim Sun Mi Keyboard - Shim Jung Sun Screwed up the same but we re not to blame Just got to down on our knee Under those

Rat 거츠

Screwed up the same but we're not to blame Just got to down on our knee Under those dirty Rats begging some dregs All the disgustings Everyword the Rat has said to you You know it pisses you off Bring

Admit The Rat (Interlude) Next

I got a story About all these rats All these SEWER rats And all these good rats I'm talking bout these gold digging rats These hood rats My grandmother's a rat!

Mary Of The 4th Form The Boomtown Rats

out her black hair Starin' at the teacher Openin' her lips wide Shiftin' in her seat, yeah She slowly moves her hips aside But in the middle of the night She wakes her mom to put out the light Her makeup's

Please Don't Go The Boomtown Rats

I was walking down the street I was walking down the street with the queen of hearts She does the monkey, the polish and the spit, I do the all-age favorite the epileptic fit.

The Bitter End The Boomtown Rats

To the bitter end We go all the way It isn't too far It isn't too far To the bitter end With our wills of iron Souls of coal Hearts of gold To the bitter end Sit on a fence all day Looking for change Any

Mood Mambo The Boomtown Rats

He said "Crazy bongo I'm in the Mood to Mambo" Meanwhile We can watch the come Dancing competitions From the Midlands International Danceband Orchestra.

When The Night Comes The Boomtown Rats

The offices are emptying their pale-faced wards into the street, Flickering their strip-light eyes, shivering they readjust their lives From the air-conditioned heat.

Neon Heart The Boomtown Rats

Life pours down into the neon heart (It's late at night) Cement City is all a-spark (Yeah, that's right) The whores are loose and the dames are abroad (My pants are tight) A price on their hearts you can't

The Little Death The Boomtown Rats

So I turned on the radio and everyone was listening to chicken jazz... See that man over there...

Banana Republic The Boomtown Rats

Chorus: Banana Republic Septic Isle Screaming in the Suffering sea It sounds like crying Everywhere I go Everywhere I see The black and blue uniforms Police and priests And I wonder do you wonder While

Nothing Happened Today The Boomtown Rats

Turn on the TV Turn on the radio. Turn down that sound Turn down that sound Open the curtains Open the windows.

Diamond Smiles The Boomtown Rats

Everybody tries, It's Dale Carnegie gone wild, But Barbara Cartland's child long ago perfected the motionless glide.

Skin On Skin The Boomtown Rats

bones of Skin on skin You can't teach me a thing about right or wrong London stops And everything's sweet You look out of your window But there's no street The cars are gone The night is dead And the

Living In An Island The Boomtown Rats

Night fell fast, like it did in the past when the phone rang Twice and a voice said "I think I'm alone" I gave my advice and the voice said "Nice, but suicide leaves such a bad aftertaste on the soul."

She's So Modern The Boomtown Rats

La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la (She's so) 20th century (She's so) 1970s (She knows) the right things to say (She's got) the right clothes to wear 'Cause she's a modern girl (oh, yeah)

Tonight The Boomtown Rats

sand, oh You scratch my back And maybe I'll claw yours You understand being used And if you feel a little itchy now You won't mind being abused Tonight...the towers crumble Tonight...the mountains fall

I Can Make It If You Can The Boomtown Rats

Somewhere a screen door slammed Somewhere, someplace, somebody's killing a man Down the road I'm told five people died And I wonder are you making love to anyone tonight.

Drag Me Down The Boomtown Rats

Bring me home in rain and thunder) Bless the night before the day grows old (Like a ship that's going under...

Dave The Boomtown Rats

Dave'd called me up yesterday Everything he loved had moved away I felt despair come crawling through that phone I know the feeling but don't get me wrong Dave I've always thought that you were touched

Having My Picture Taken The Boomtown Rats

Catch the moment, catch the light, catch your breath Let me freeze your frame. We'll synchronize machine and brain, But don't mind me... I'm having my picture taken.

He Watches It All The Boomtown Rats

Made a fortune in between A thousand well-known faces Passed across that stupid screen He turned them down He never thought they had so much to say He watched those faces come and go Up close He saw the

Hurt Hurts The Boomtown Rats

Kiss the hurt off her Kung Fu tongue I turn off when she turns on That's why I'll say Hurts hurts. Who an' what an' where an' when an' why an' how an' Which you bitch It hurts.

Like Clockwork The Boomtown Rats

I'm not disconnected I'm not unaware I'm in one place at one time I'm neither here nor there I'm hooked to the mainstream, Tuned into the world Plugged into my surroundings, I'm not out on a limb.

Someone's Looking At You The Boomtown Rats

And when the place comes ablaze with a thousand dropped names I don't know who to call.

A Storm Breaks The Boomtown Rats

A storm breaks over our head We take shelter We do as we're told A storm breaks over our head We take shelter Come in from the cold Life's OK If you drink Oh Life's OK If you dream Oh I can hear

House On Fire The Boomtown Rats

I heard Tarzan outside playing on the Jungle Blues I know 'cos I saw him shimmer in a Kenyan pool Coming on in the vines with his leopard-skin lioncloth cool Bony Watusi fingers Beating on the bark of

Me And Howard Hughes The Boomtown Rats

Hand me down a strong panacea, One that's guaranteed to make me feel like Hercules, There's flies everywhere, buzzing in the air, Filling my body with filth and disease....and I think, He thinks he should

I Don't Like Mondays The Boomtown Rats

The silicon chip inside her head Gets switched to overload And nobody’s gonna go to school today She’s gonna make them stay at home And daddy doesn’t understand it He always said she was good as gold

Up All Night The Boomtown Rats

Up all night Ooh za za Ooh staying up all night African jungle Big city street The only real difference is in The people you meet Up all night Ooh za za Ooh staying up all night It's an agreeable town

Another Piece Of Red The Boomtown Rats

The people here can still believe in stiff lips and stiff collars They're speaking deals in English But they're making deals in dollars.

Nice N Neat The Boomtown Rats

Through tunnel vision watch him rant and rave He says there's life beyond the grave He lost his slice of the eternal cake Well, God's in His Heaven and He's on the take That's nice (that's nice) that's

Straight Up The Boomtown Rats

Hey, she'll set the world alight She's looking lost with life But no-one's on fire And still she burns She waits her turn Straight up.

Never In A Million Years The Boomtown Rats

I'll tear down the sky Don't stop now No never in a million years I'd spit in their eye Don't stop now But I won't be a volunteer And now I'm always dreaming of dreams That lie in state Waiting for me

Never Bite The Hand That Feeds The Boomtown Rats

Tell us what you want, we'll give you what you need Just show respect for your daddy, little girl, You know you never bite the hand that feeds.

Don't Believe What You Read The Boomtown Rats

As soon as I wake up every day, I look at the papers to see what they say, I know most what I read will be a lot of lies, But then you learn really fast to read between the lines, 'Cos I know (he knows

Charmed Lives The Boomtown Rats

Yeah they're OK, they're OK, they're OK And we all think the same Cos we're on the phone Hear the news It's all grief and gloom Yes things are bad Really bad But we're clearly immune We lead Charmed lives

Fall Down The Boomtown Rats

I might scribble, I might scrawl I might claw at the wall I might storm and rage and thunder Oh Christ but then later In the incinerator Something inside seems to fall asunder.

Close As You'll Ever Be The Boomtown Rats

(I said) Down at the street around half past nine I heard someone scream I found someone dying His throat was slit from ear to ear He mumbled so low I could hardly hear I bent down low so I could hear

Can't Stop The Boomtown Rats

Can't stop And face the facts I'm high strung and I can't relax. Tune me down cause I'm feeling sharp. My blood's too weak and it strains my heart. And hearts of gold can turn to grey.

Blind Date The Boomtown Rats

On blind dates You meet in corners, You take a jump into the unknown They're classified, they're top secret, An antidote to being on your own.