Kenickie

You've got a gift, I can tell by looking,
Give us a lift, I get so tired of walking,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

I'm in heaven, I have been told, (who told ya!)
I'm in heaven, I'm too young to feel so old

(What happened then? / I asked him...)

Is this your car, It's quite a machine
Doting father, I see you keep it clean oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

I'm in heaven, I have been told, (who told ya!)
I'm in heaven, I'm too young to feel so old

(We heard you talking! / And I was saying...)

Back in your house in the afternoon,
What are you talking about? Why would I want to see your room?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

Its so seductive when he un-derstands,
Its so seductive when he takes my head in his hands and says,

It doesn't matter what kind of mess I make, Oh yeah,
He's going to see for certain everything will be OK

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

I'm in heaven, I have been told, (who told ya!)
I'm in heaven, I'm too young to feel so old

(How'd ya leave him? / I just said...)

Thanks for the ride, It sure beats walking,
Your really alright, Though you can't tell by looking,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

This is heaven, Didn't you know? (d'ya Reckon?)

This is heaven, I'm too young to feel this old...

Faster faster on your feet
You have to dodge the sick stains on the street
Blow your dust into my mouth
I'll lick my lips and take it like a man

I would like another way to breathe
Keep my eyes wide open in my sleep
Cos when I'm under water
You keep me under glass

Come on baby you're the one
Bus station seats where we have all our fun
Put this ring in your good hand
Explain it in a way you'll understand

Keep me warm
You keep me cold
And rest your head in my blue bones
And as I spit my dying wish
You're listening to something else

I would like another way to breathe
Keep my eyes wide open in my sleep
Cos when I'm under water
You keep me under glass

I never complain
It never gets you anywhere
It's always the same
Push too hard you'll break the frame

You and I are light
We're like butterflies
But not so easy
I need space to hide
And if I close my eyes
Can you see me?

I never will break
Load my up I'll take the strain
It's always the same
Take the weight you take the blame

You and I collide
We're like comets but
We're not that bright
I need space I'm shy
And if I close my eyes
Can you see me?

You can take the pace
But are you getting anywhere
This isn't a race
And there's no finish line there

You and I are right
We're like angels but
We're scared of dying
I need you tonight
And if I close my eyes
Will you be here?

It's night and I have tied
My genius to my lunacy
It's height and he's alright
But I'm here in this room again
Giving up
You give it up too
Give it up to me

Cos I like to take
I'll suck things out you never knew
You had to forsake
Just let go and give it up to
Me

My halo slips over my eyes
My nice dress rips and I don't cry
What am I doing here
When I just want to wear

Oh PVC
(It's my favourite plastic)
PVC
(Cos its nice and shiny)
PVC
(and completely waterproof)
Start again
Start again

A lipstick stain on my new dress
The fabric's scarred and I'm distressed
I take my own advice
Get kitted out in nice

Oh PVC
(It's my favourite plastic)
PVC
(Cos its nice and shiny
PVC
(and completley waterproof)
Start again
Start again

You've never seen me quite this way
But you'll aggree
I'm twice as nice this way

The moral of this little tale
Do what you like and you can't fail
To get in someones way
HEY

Oh PVC
(It's my favourite plastic
PVC
(Cos its nice and shiny)
PVC
(And completely waterproof)
Start again
Start again

If you could touch our lizard skin
We wouldn't feel it
We meet at night in shady bars
Then we get greedy

Daytime! Nightime!

I can't work with heavy coats
They're not revealing
Have to see each others clothes
So we're all freezing

Don't mind! We like!

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!

And now there are stains all on my clothes
I don't remember
So now I walk with back to walls
In front of friends

Streetlights! Streetlife!

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHLIFE!

We are HERE for your entertainment
Take us as you like
We are YOURS for your delectation
Eat to your delight

We are NOW for your inspiration
Soundtrack to the times
We are YOUNG for your desecration
Destroy what you find

If I see you out again
We'll smile in passing
No I don't want to see you, friend
But thanks for asking

Heartbreak! (Heartbreak!)
Nice time! (Nice time!)
Streetlight! (Streetlight!)
Skinthight! (Skinthight!)

Kiss you! (Kiss you!)
Kiss my! (Kiss my!)

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!

Punkaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Hey Punka (hey), how're you doin'?
Hey Punka (hey), are you staying true to you?
Cos that's what Punkas do,
I wanna be a Punka too,
And if your friends all bitch, you're a Punka (Punka),
If your life is kitsch, you're a Punka (Punka),
I'm a Punka too.

Hey Punka (hey), I've got ambition,
Hey Punka (hey), my one wish is to,
Be as punk as you when I grow up,
If Punkas ever do grow up,
And if your hits all miss, you're a Punka (Punka),
If you dance like this, you're a Punka (Punka),
I'm a Punkaaaaaaa.

P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
Lo-fi songs are great, Punka!
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
We never learnt to play, cos we're Punka!
I wanna be a Punka too,
When I grow up if Punkas ever do,
I wanna be,
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
Underground cliche, Punka!
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
We always want to stay, hey Punka!
I wanna be a Punka too,
When I grow up if Punkas ever do,
And play guitar like.

1-2-3-4,
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
Lo-fi songs are great, Punka!
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
Don't you want to play, Punka?

I wanna be a Punka too,
When I grow up if Punkas ever do,
I wanna be like youuuuuuuuuuu.

We're
On our backs
Looking up at the satrs
We
Have a laugh
Falling down
Scratching cars

Watch your backs
Hide your knives
I'm the fastest man alive

We make things out of sin
With blood and human skin
We never see the sights
We're out to late at night

We
Don't need you
We go out
By ourselves
We catch the bus
Into town
Into hell

Break your heart
Break your face
Not that much to look at anyway

We make things out of dust
So we can smash them up
We never see the sights
We're out too late at night

Now you know that my lips thick
I'll write on your shirt
Make the words look like pictures
And that's just the start
Of it all

WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'VE GOT STYLE

We're on our backs
Looking up at the stairs
We have a laugh falling down
Scratching cars

Watch your backs
Hide the knives
I'm the fastest man alive
We make things out of sin
With blood and human skin
We never see the sights
We're out to late at night
So we can smash them up
Da da da da da da

WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT STYLE

I wish I had a heart
I'd call it tiger
And wrapped in silver thread
I'd tie it to my chest
To bring you home

I wish I had a car
And bits of wire
To tie you to the seat
I'd drive you to the beach
And keep on going

And I know when I've been stung
When I'm trapped inside my bed
Feel my flesh begin to swell
I'm an evil shade of red

I hate the taste of skin
It's terrifying
Reminds me of the truth
That biting bits of you
Can bring you home

And I hate
One sweet taste
And these miricals
I feel it in my skin
Know in my head
When you touch me

I am still awake at night
In my dreams
When my eyes are full of
Pictures of the day
But not quite right
Just to bring you home

I'm so lucky
I can pick my feelings
I never want to cry
I'm so ugly
But I want to pick my feelings
So I choose not to mind
It's true
To you
It must seem sad
I know
It all
But I'm not sad belive me
'Cos I choose not to be

I wish I had the skill
To stop my thinking
Concentrate each breath
To make sure that it's done
It's not instinctive

And now its all gone wrong
Brother John can't fix it can't call
Onto one of his midgets
Cos I am the best
Don't you ever dare to forget
Get on your knees
And belive it

I think that everyone looks better
When they're sad
It's OK to be sad

It's up to you
Where your going
What you will do
Time to make a decision
Don't prtend you're nice
Just run fast catch up to your life
It's rolling over with ya
Yeah...

Ithink that everyone looks better
When they're sad
Its OK to be sad

I rule the throat
Give you golden tablets to swallow
Get it down when I tell ta
Take out your eyes
Give you back a ruby suprise
Now your tears are worth it
Yeah...

To think that they belive us
When we say we're sad
It's OK to be sad

Don't make my mistakes
And live too fast
Fillyour life with dirty passion
Don't make my mistakes and
Close your eyes
Fillyour head
Up with things you like
Yeah...

Let's hear some noise (whooo!)
Come on children give us your voice
Time to show you belive it
Sing Alleluia (Alleluia!)
Give it all you've got for real fur
Cos we know what you'r wearing
Yeah...

I think that everyone looks better
When they're sad
It's OK I'm not sad

When I was made
The good Lord rubbed my face
To give it shape
He formed a callous
Thats how my face was made

Oh sweet
Change me
Teach me to think like they do
Teach me to think
Like you

When I was made
The good Lord filled my veins
Up with silt
From the river
That's how my blood runs cold

You're sweet
Change me
Teach me to think like they do
Teach me to think
Like You

When I was made
The good Lord streched
My skin across a frame
Like canvas
That's how my sense is numb

He says I'm sweet
Change me
Change my colour
Leave me grey
There are too many moths around
When I shine

I'm working on a new insult
Send it straight to you
I'm setting up a new mission
Making my plan foolproof

You should stay
Out of my way
I'm doing this for you
I don't have time
To watch you cry
I do the work of two

You keep me talking
Weather's just not right
Do you know quite how boring
Do you know I could die tonight

So watch your back
'cos I might crack
And I'm licenced to kill
Your bloodless face
Your silent mouth
Would give me such a thrill
oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

You should stay
Out of my way
I'm doing this for you
I don't have time
To watch you cry
I do the work oftwo

We are spies
We will kill you
We are spies
We will kill you

Shanana ooh
Shanana oooh
Shanana Ooooooooooh

She's eating lipstick and drinking champagne
She's dancing home
She is taking cocaine

All our lives
Rolled into one
All our lives
We watch them gone

She's watching telly in somebody's house
She's feeling smelly
It's time to go out

All our lives
Rolled into one
This life
Is taking too long

If we go home
What happens now
If we stay on
We could be
THE PEOPLE WE WANT

It was a shame when the papers found out
Her real name
What the joke was about

All our lives
Now they are one
This life
Is taking too long

And happy hour had lasted all night
She thought for once
She had found someone right

Well its nice
To be loved by someone
This love life
Is taking too long

If we go home
What happens now
But if we stay on
Could we be
THE PEOPLE WE WANT