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All contents  \copyright2025 Kenneth John Odle

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\chapter{The Songs}

\section{Side One}

\subsection{Europa}

\begin{verse}
Based on the desire for total mobility\\
And the serious physical pursuit of religious freedom\\
The auto drove mankind further than the wheel,

And in remote areas even today it is forbidden as a device too suspect for human conveyance\\
This articulate conception has only brought us all more of the same\\
Thoughtlessly locked into phase two gridlock\\
Keyed up\\
\vin on its rims\\
\vin and abandoned\\
\vin on the expressway
\end{verse}
\attrib{Chris Stein}

\subsection{Live It Up}

\begin{verse}
One, two\\
One, two, three, four

English Sheddy's lying in the gutter\\
He used to be such an high-heel strutter\\
Oh, my heart, I heard him mutter\\
``Oh, my dear, it seems to flutter''

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah\\*
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

It's so hard to say no\\
When the deck is stacked to only go slow\\
It's easy sweet to live it up\\
An easy street when you had enough

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah\\
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Darkened night, splashing light\\
Soft and white and so polite\\
Let him in, beneath the skin\\
Beneath the rim, your next of kin\\
Cleansing fire, funeral pyre\\
Broken wire grown inside her\\
Secret hush, swollen rush\\
It's soft and plush\\
It's so plush

You know it's so passé\\
To sleep without you every day\\
So easy to do your stuff\\
So easy to live it up

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah\\
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Someday get on the train\\
Get you coming from the rain\\
Shutdown at sunrise\\
Didn't get no adult ride

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah\\
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
\end{verse}
\attrib{Chris Stein}

\subsection{Here's Looking at You}

\begin{verse}
As I sit staring into this liquid amber\\*
Ripples move out to the edge of the glass\\
Is that really your reflection in there?\\
I just want to jump into the warm depths\\
And be there with you one more time!\\
Oh alright\\
Hit it boys!

My initials sprayed across a pavement\\
Cut into your private winter room\\
Talk to me now\\
Step into my room we'll have a word or two\\
If I ever had a million dollars\\
If I didn't give it all to you\\
Would you lose interest?\\
Show me indifference?\\
Foot in another shoe?

Not very high heels\\
Not wearing sneakers too\\
A magazine ad a printed canvas\\
A basic mid shade blue suede shoe\\
Thought I'd like to have a little party\\
Thought I'd like to have a little do\\
Sure I stopped drinking\\
But for the moment honey here's looking at you!

I'll stop my drinking give you my promise true\\
Clean out the closet, be existential\\
And cast a vote for the president too\\
But for the action of the moment\\
Nothing does what it ought to do\\
Instant depression I learned my lesson\\
Nothing that I'd rather do\\
Come on over my place\\
Can't see him sideways\\
Honey here's looking at you
\end{verse}
\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein}

\subsection{The Tide is High}

\begin{verse}
The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\
I'm gonna be your number one

I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no\\
It's not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad\\
But it's the way you do the things you do to me\\
I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no

The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\
I'm gonna be your number one, number one

Ev'ry girl wants you to be her man\\
But I'll wait my dear till it's my turn\\
I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no

The tide is high but I'm holdin' on\\
I'm gonna be your number one, number one, number one

Ev'ry girl wants you to be her man\\
But I'll wait my dear till it's my turn\\
I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh no

The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
I'm gonna be your number one, number one, number one

The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
I'm gonna be your number one\\
The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
I'm gonna be your number one\\
The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
I'm gonna be your number one\\
The tide is high but I'm holding on\\
I'm gonna be your number one
\end{verse}
\attrib{John Kenneth Hold and Tyrone Evans}

\section{Angels on the Balcony}

\begin{verse}
Afterglow in a distant row\\
The door is open and the lights are cold\\
The children come in here and they dare the ghost\\
Like a fire burning in a stone

Silent light in the theatre's sky\\
Phantom cigarette and a silent cry\\
The door swings open and it's cold outside\\
Run and hide, run and hide

They can still see him singing on the corner singing songs\\
That never fade away, fade into the kids that come along

Memory in a silent seat\\
Melody on a long retreat\\
Like an angel on a balcony\\
Like an angel on a balcony
\end{verse}
\attrib{Jimmy Destri and Laura Davis}

\subsection{Go Through It}

\begin{verse}
She knew it about Route Three\\
Oh, she blew it, you know she could've told me\\
He can't say no, he can't ask why?\\
Go through it, highway bride

He delivers, he's a roadsider\\
He gets no road from a back seat driver\\
Away we go, yes or no?\\
I love you honey, gimme a beer

But just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me\\
And I've got no defense, but it makes no difference\\
'Cause just like Jerry Lee, she's tuning in on me\\
She does it easy, like ACB

He's hard to hold on the rolling road\\
He knows his rig's hot, get through that roadblock\\
Ten miles to go, already, oh\\
She knew it, now so does he\\
Well, I love you honey, gimme a beer\\
Ooh, go through it, come sit right here
\end{verse}
\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein}

\section{Side Two}

\subsection{Do the Dark}

\begin{verse}
There you are, giving candy\\
Making confidence with an easy eye\\
Easy words, oh, what a dancer\\
Dance you right into the corner in the fire\\
Do the dark apostle\\
Do the sidewalk hustle\\
Do the invisible dance\\
In the fire, fire, fire, fire

Walk on glass with the master\\
There's no question he can't answer with his eyes\\
What a stage, oh, what a dancer\\
Looks like a baby with an old man's eyes

When you break the rules and you burn your bridges\\
And your fingers itch and they're getting wet when you look at her\\
Do the dark apostle\\
Do the sidewalk hustle\\
Do the invisible dance\\
In the fire, fire, fire, fire

Walk on glass, walk on fire\\
Walk on glass, walk on fire\\
Walk on glass, walk on fire\\
Walk on glass, walk on fire
\end{verse}
\attrib{Jimmy Destri}

\subsection{Rapture}

\begin{verse}
Toe to toe\\
Dancing very close\\
Barely breathing\\
Almost comatose\\
Wall to wall\\
People hypnotized\\
And they're stepping lightly\\
Hang each night in Rapture

Back to back\\
Sacroiliac\\
Spineless movement\\
And a wild attack

Face to face\\
Sadly solitude\\
And it's finger popping\\
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture

Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly\\
DJ's spinning I said my, my\\
Flash is fast, Flash is cool\\
Francois sais pas, Flashe no deux\
And you don't stop, sure shot\\
Go out to the parking lot\\
And you get in your car and you drive real far\\
And you drive all night and then you see a light\\
And it comes right down and lands on the ground\\
And out comes a man from Mars\\
And you try to run but he's got a gun\\
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head\\
And then you're in the man from Mars\\
You go out at night, eatin' cars\\
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too\\
Mercuries and Subaru\\
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars\\
Then, when there's no more cars\\
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet\\
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek\\
One to one, man to man\\
Dance toe to toe\\
Don't move too slow, 'cause the man from Mars\\
Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars\\
Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall\\
He's gonna eat 'em all\\
Rapture, be pure\\
Take a tour, through the sewer\\
Don't strain your brain, paint a train\\
You'll be singin' in the rain\\
I said don't stop, do punk rock\\

Well now you see what you wanna be\\
Just have your party on TV\\
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on\\
And now he's gone back up to space\\
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race\\
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop\\
Just blast off, sure shot\\
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars\\
And now he only eats guitars, get up!
\end{verse}
\attrib{Deborah Harry and Chris Stein}

\subsection{Faces}

\begin{verse}
Faces cracked for reason beyond recognition\\
His space is at the Palace\\
He sleeps for twenty five cents\\
Now he's wiping headlights windshields with an old rag\\
It ain't nine to five\\
Down and dirty he's an old tramp\\
He poses like a dead man\\
The night train passes by Money's not the answer for princes and dancers\\
He's standing under street lights\\
He's thinking of his old life\\
He lost his pretty young wife\\
The corner is his big plan\\
His brunch with Jim and jitters\\
Boston blue laws ain't for shitters\\
And newsprint is for cheaters\\
Cement mattress for believers\\
Now he's shooting power curves\\
His buddies think he's got some nerve\\
Missus Face had other lovers\\
Her arms smothered other numbers\\
He freezes\\
Christmas season all Saints protect him\\
His face is cracked for reason beyond recognition
\end{verse}
\attrib{Deborah Harry}

\subsection{T-Birds}

\begin{verse}
Circle high, circle low\\
Jammers fly, T-birds\\
You show, you show, whiplash go\\
You show, you show, T-birds. Mighty bird\\
T-bird, my mighty bird

On the dot in the slot, tie the knot\\
On the dot timed kisses\\
In the slot on the dot, tie the knot\\
In the slot, no misses

Mighty bird\\
T-bird, my mighty bird\\
T-bird, mighty bird\\
Black sun conqueror

\textup{[Spoken bridge]}\\
Two thousand years ago…\\
A great race of roller derby warriors lived in South and Central America\\
They had many gods\\
Mixtecs and the Toltecs and the Mayans\\
Cabracan God. Xibalbay, Godzilla, Gargoyle, Mayan, Mazatlan, Mazatlan\\
Mayan warrior, my oh my

Black sun worshiper\\
Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!\\
Coil it up plumed serpent\\
Coil it up, wind it out, strike it hot!\\
Coil it up, my T-bird

Serpent curl\\
T-bird, rule the world\\
T-bird, mighty bird\\
Black sun born again

Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\
Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\
Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird\\
Oh I love my T-bird, T-bird
\end{verse}
\attrib{Deborah Harry and Nigel Harrison}

\subsection{Walk Like Me}

\begin{verse}
We don't wear that uniform\\
Paper men from pages torn\\
Right off the press it could be Tass\\
Suits for the regime\\
The media's gone and had a baby\\
Seventh wave another navy\\
I live in America\\
gridlock on the street

Tell that girl you like her badge\\
Tell that man you're the Nazz\\
Tell them you're not the last walking in parade\\
Dressed to test you up the road\\
Tighter than the latest clothes\\
Close the circle walk in row
Walking in parade

Why don't you walk like me?\\
Walk like me?\\
Walk like me?

Carrying the standard stick\\
And marrying the politik\\
You won't know tomorrow\\
What went down today

Look at me I'm in tune\\
References around my room\\
Just another secret school\\
Another cycle going by

You, you never looked like that\\
Don't look like me\\
Don't take it back\\
You never had a name like that\\
Never had a color

Walking like a millionaire\\
Walking on imported air\\
Change the way you comb your hair\\
And watch what you walk under

Why don't you walk like me?\\
Walk like me?\\
Walk like me?\\
Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh\\
Heh, heh, heh

Heh, why don't you?\\
Why don't you walk like me?\\
Walk like me?\\
Walk like me?\\
Walk like me?
Heh, heh
\end{verse}
\attrib{Jimmy Destri}

\subsection{Follow Me}

\textit{Nimue:}
\begin{verse}
Far from day, far from night\\
Out of time, out of sight\\
In between earth and sea\\
We shall fly; follow me

Dry the rain, warm the snow\\
Where the winds never go\\
Follow me\\
Follow me\\
Follow me

To a cave by a sapphire shore\\
Where we'll walk through an emerald door,\\
And for thousands of breathless evermores my life you will be\\

Only you, only I\\
World farewell, world goodbye\\
To our home 'neath the sea\\
We shall fly\\
Follow me

Only you, only I\\
World farewell, world goodbye\\
To our home 'neath the sea\\
We shall fly\\
Follow me

Follow me\\
Follow me\\
Follow me
\end{verse}
\attrib{Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe}



\chapter{The Extra Songs}

\section{Cassette Edition Bonus Track}

\subsection{Susie and Jeffrey}

\begin{verse}
Even though Jeff was worried\\
They weren't in a hurry\\
They planned a lovely honeymoon\\
Sue had a brand new Chevy\\
Conservative, in good taste

Only 30 payments due\\
They had outstanding tickets\\
They had no car insurance\\
But they had lots of things to do

They were getting organized\\
They had their plans all finalized\\
The date was set for Saturday\\
Susie and Jeffrey, they're gonna get married\\
They're going for a blood test

What if I don't pass my blood test?\\
What about our marriage licence?\\
What if I can't be deprogrammed?

Don't act like it's your last chance\\
We could have fun at the Spahn Ranch\\
It's not like Gordon Avenue\\
Susie and Jeffey, they're gonna get married\\
They're going for a blood test

Jeffrey said, ``Let's wait''\\
Sue took her foot off the brake\\
He drove into a wall\\
Don't get excited, now don't shout\\
I'll scratch your eyes out\\
Now we can't have our honeymoon

Don't touch she's my fiance\\
Say, but I like the way you play\\
An autograph from Orson Welles\\
I'm a fan, here's my record\\
(It's one we can't get programmed)\\
We want to give to all of you

They had a little argument\\
Sue took her foot off the brake\\
He drove the car into a wall\\
They had a little argument\\
Sue took her foot off the brake

He drove the car into a wall\
They had a disagreement\\
Sue took her foot off the brake\\
He drove the car into a wall
\end{verse}
\attrib{Deborah Harry and Nigel Harrison}

\section{1994 CD Reissue Bonus Tracks}

\subsection{Rapture (Special Disco Mix)}

\subsection{Live It Up (Special Disco Mix)}

\section{2001 CD Reissue Bonus Tracks}

\subsection{Call Me (Original Long Version)}

\begin{verse}
Color me your color, baby\\
Color me your car\\
Color me your color, darling\\
I know who you are\\
Come up off your color chart\\
I know where you're coming from

Call me (call me) on the line\\
Call me, call me any, anytime\\
Call me (call me) I'll arrive\\
You can call me any day or night\\
Call me

Cover me with kisses, baby\\
Cover me with love\\
Roll me in designer sheets\\
I'll never get enough\\
Emotions come, I don't know why\\
Cover up love's alibi

Call me (call me) on the line\\
Call me, call me any, anytime\\
Call me (call me) I'll arrive\\
When you're ready, we can share the wine\\
Call me

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\
He speaks the languages of love\\
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\
Amore, chiamami, chiamami\\
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\\
Appelle-moi mon cheri, appelle-moi\\
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way\\
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day

Take me out and show me off\\
And put me on the scene\\
Dress me in the fashions of the 1980s\\
You're a man, no in-between\\
You know what your words can mean

Call me (call me) my love\\
Call me, call me any, anytime\\
Call me (call me) for a ride\\
Call me, call me for some overtime\\
Call me (call me) in my life\\
Call me, call me in a sweet design\\
Call me (call me), call me for your lover's, lover's alibi\\
Call me (call me) on the line\\
Call me, call me any, anytime\\
Call me (call me)

Ah, call me, mm-mm-ah\\
Call me (call me), my love\\
Call me, call me any
\end{verse}
\attrib{Deborah Harry and Giorgio Moroder}

\subsection{Suzie and Jeffrey}

Was the B-side to the ``The Tide is High'' single.

\subsection{Rapture (Special Disco Mix)}

\section{Japanese Limited Release Bonus 7'' Tracks}

\subsection{Call Me (Spanish Version)}

\subsection{Heroes (Live with Robert Fripp)}


\chapter{Epilogue}


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