Money
Get away
You get a good job with more pay and you’re okay
Money
It’s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star, daydream
Think I’ll buy me a football team
Money
Get back
I’m alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money
It’s a hit
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit
I’m in the high-fidelity first-class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Money
It’s a crime
Share it fairly, but don’t take a slice of my pie
Money
So they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise
It’s no surprise that they’re giving none away
Away, away, away
Away, away, away
I was in the right
Yes, absolutely in the right
I certainly was in the right
Yeah, I was definitely in the right, that geezer was cruisin’ for a bruisin’
Yeah!
Why does anyone do anything?
I don’t know, I was really drunk at the time
Just telling him it was in, he could get it in number two
He was asking why it wasn’t coming up on freight eleven
And after, I was yelling and screaming and telling him why
It wasn’t coming up on freight eleven
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They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
I was brought up as a southern belle
I grew into the queen of hell
You were just a little stowaway
That stabbed her way to save herself
You always liked the taste of blood
And I get off when I point the gun
It’s so good to have someone to be so bad with
First one up was a preachers son
Last one down was an Englishman
I’m in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Sunday in notting hill
He was sneaking a cigarette
His God protects him but
I know we’ll get him yet
Ran my fingers threw his hair
So he thinks it’s fun and games
He don’t know our faces but
He’ll never forget our names
First one up was a preachers son
Last one down was an Englishman
I’m in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
I was waiting in the getaway car
You were stuck in the hotel bar
He was a proper Englishman
You had one last pint before the cops broke in
You poured the gasoline and
I drove into the flames
History will hate us
But they’ll never forget our names
They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more
They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more
First one up was a preachers son
Last one down was an Englishman
I’m in bed with his bow tie on
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
Na na na na na na na
All dressed up for a hit and run
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- Video by R.
I can see the future
Painted in my eyes
Open up the door and
Fade into the light
Dive into a world I know
Take my hands and
Follow me into the sun
There’s no end ’cause
This is where we come alive
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) This is where we come alive
Out of the shadows
And into the light
Bringing the unknown
This is where we come alive
I can feel it risin’
Golden waves of sound
We’re shakin’ the horizon
Like thunder on the ground
Dive into a world I know
Take my hand and
Follow me into the sun
There’s no end ’cause
This is where we come alive
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) This is where we come alive
Out of the shadows
And into the light
Bringing the unknown
This is where we come alive
This is where we come alive
This is where we come alive
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) This is where we come alive
Out of the shadows
And into the light
Bringing the unknown
This is where we come alive
This is where we come alive
Out of the shadows
And into the light
Bringing the unknown
This is where we come alive
Now there was a time
When they used to say
That behind every great man
There had to be a great woman
But in these times of change
You know that it’s no longer true
So we’re comin’ out of the kitchen
‘Cause there’s somethin’ we forgot to say to you, we say
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Standin’ on their own two feet
And ringin’ on their own bells, we say
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Now this is a song
To celebrate
The conscious liberation
Of the female state
Mothers, daughters
And their daughters too
Woman to woman
We’re singin’ with you
The inferior sex, has
Got a new exterior, yeah
We got doctors
Lawyers, politicians too
Everybody take a look around
Can you see, can you see
Can you see there’s a woman
Right next to you, we say
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Standin’ on their own two feet
And ringin’ on their own bells
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Now we ain’t makin’ stories
Oh, we ain’t layin’ plans
Don’t you know that a man still loves a woman
And a woman still loves a man
Just the same way
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
There was a time
When they used to say
That behind every great man
There had to be a great woman
But in these times of change
You know that it’s no longer true
So we’re comin’ out of the kitchen
‘Cause there’s somethin’ we forgot to say to you, we say
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Standin’ on their own two feet
And ringin’ on their own bells
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Sisters are doin’ it, doin’ it, doin’ it
Doin’ it, doin’ it, doin’ it
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves, yeah
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves, yeah
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
I said, ” Hey, hey, sisters are doin’ it for themselves”
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Sisters are doin’ it for themselves
Oh dear, look what you’ve done
You’ve made a mess of me and
I don’t want to clean up
I’m dangerously high
You’ve seemed to quench my appetite
I want to drink you sober
I want to feel you
Oh my, where does the time go
It’s after midnight, our clothes are strewn on the kitchen floor
You’re tasty as a cake
A recipe I long to taint
I want to drink you sober
I want to feel you
Want you to be my lover
Be my lover
Oh no make no mistake
For I am just a cat, dressed up as a hungry snake
A delicate reprieve
A victim to my every need
I want to drink you sober
I want to feel you
Want you to be my lover
Be my lover
Need you to be my lover
Why don’t you be my lover
Be my lover
(Because Don Henley is a greedy jerk, you might not be able to hear the song in the video. Go to the Google Drive for the archive of videos that are blocked in a lot of countries.)
I make my livin’ off the evenin’ news
Just give me somethin’, somethin’ I can use
People love it when you lose
They love dirty laundry
Well, I coulda’ been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I don’t have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear
Give us dirty laundry
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em all around
We got the bubble-headed bleached-blonde, comes on at five
She can tell you ’bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye
It’s interesting when people die
Give us dirty laundry
I could listen to you scream
Pretty music to my ears
I could listen to it all day
If you want me to
I could talk about my world
How you brought about ruin
I could talk about your greed
If you want me to
I could look into evil
See a heart just like mine
I could throw away reason
If you want me to
I could walk into darkness
Find the hole you crawled into
I will be the intruder
If you want me to
You can whisper your Lord’s prayer
And pretend that it matters
But don’t you wish you’d just listened more?
You can hide in the shadows
And pretend I won’t find you
But don’t you wish you’d just listened more?
I could listen to more lies
About promises you kept
Will you walk on water
Like you said you would?
I could make you my prisoner
But you were dead man talking
When you burned the oceans
Like you said you would
You can beg for God’s mercy
And pretend that He hears you
But don’t you wish you’d just listened more?
You can drown in your sorrow
And pretend you were helpless
But don’t you wish you’d just listened more?
This was always your one life
I won’t pretend that it matters
But don’t you wish you’d just listened more?
This was always your one home
I won’t pretend that I’ll miss you
But don’t you wish you’d just listened more?