Oh Mr. Cringle, I’m soon gonna jingle
The bells that’ll tingle all your troubles away
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
‘Cause Christmas is coming again
He’s got a sleigh full, it’s not gonna stay full
He’s got stuff to drop at every stop of the way
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
‘Cause Christmas is coming again
He’ll be here with the answers to the prayers
That you made through the year
You’ll get yours, if you’ve done
Everything you should, extra special good
He’ll make this December one you’ll remember
The best and the merriest you ever did have
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
Oh Mr. Cringle, he’s soon gonna jingle
On the bells that’ll tingle all your troubles away
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
He’s got a sleigh full and it’s not gonna stay full
Got stuff that is dropping every stop of the way
Everybody’s waiting for the man with the bag
Christmas is here again
He’ll be here with the answers to the prayers
That you made through the year
You’ll get yours, if you’ve done
Everything you should, extra special good
He’ll make this December the one you’ll remember
The best and the merriest you ever did have
Everybody’s waiting, they’re all congregating
Waiting for the man with the bag
Waiting for the man with the bag
So I’m back to the velvet underground
Back to the floor that I love
To a room with some lace and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy that I was
To the gypsy that I was
And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does and
Lightning strikes maybe once, maybe twice
Oh and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy
To the gypsy
That remains
Her face says freedom
With a little fear
I have no fear
Have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love
She is dancing away from you now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And her memory is all that is left for you now
You see your gypsy, oh
You see your gypsy
Ooh ooh, ohh, ohh-oh
Lightning strikes
Maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
Ooh oh, and it all comes down to you
Lightning strikes
Maybe once, maybe twice
And (oh) it all comes down to you
I still see your (your) bright eyes, bright eyes
(And it all comes down to you)
The principles of lust are burnt in your mind
Do what you want, do it until you find love
Feel your heartbeat
The principles of lust are easy to understand
Do what you feel, feel until the end
The principles of lust are burnt in your mind
Do what you want, do it until you find love
Start, move slowly, very slowly
The principles of lust are easy to understand
Do what you feel, feel until the end
The principles of lust are burnt in your mind
Do what you want, do it until you find love
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I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, your lovin’ is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, its more than I dare to think about
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, your lovin’ is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, its more than I dare to think about
Every night
Every day
Just to be there in your arms
Won’t you stay
Won’t you lay
Stay forever and ever, and ever, and ever
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, your lovin’ is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, its more than I dare to think about
There’s a dark secret in me
Don’t leave me left in your heart
Set me free
Feel the need in me
Set me free
Stay forever and ever, and ever, and ever
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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I just can’t get you out of my head
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I just can’t get you out of my head
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I just can’t get you out of my head
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Tonight
Sexy people
Milano
Bono, Bono, sexy person
But I can’t dance
Irish people, they can’t dance
Teach me how to dance
It’s okay, to be uncool
High, higher than the sun
You shoot me from a gun
I need you to elevate me here
At the corner of your lips
As the orbit of your hips
Eclipse, you elevate my soul
I’ve got no self-control
Digging like a mole now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation
It’s okay to flirt
Okay to flirt
A mole, digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation
A star lit up like a cigar
Strung out like a guitar
Maybe you could educate my mind
Explain all these controls
I can’t sing but I’ve got soul
The goal is elevation
A mole, digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation
Love, love, love
Lift me up out of these blues
I believe in you
And you believe in
Love
A mole, digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation
I’d sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know
I heard it on my radio
You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made ’em laugh, you made ’em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
So don’t become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don’t know, or just don’t care
And just complain when you’re not there
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio (radio)
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio, what’s new?
Radio, someone still loves you
We watch the shows, we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years
Let’s hope you never leave, old friend
Like all good things, on you we depend
So stick around, ’cause we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio (radio)
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio, what’s new?
Someone still loves you
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio (radio)