Lyrics:
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Antfan, there's a place you can go
I said Antfan, called the Antmusic Show
I said go there to Adam and the Ants
they can make you start new romance
X-T-C versus Adam Ant
Content versus form
Fighting for their place in rock and roll
There is no right or wrong
Just when you think it's
shelf
I, Claudius, ITV at noon
Adam Ant, sticks on disco bits
I saw Santa Claus with a bag of chips
I, Claudius, ITV at noon
Adam Ant, sticks
Hill
Channel 4
Speak and spell
Hip Hop on
Ghetto Blasters
Adam Ant
Cyndi Lauper
Keytars and Gated Snares
Drum Machines and Crazy Hair
Whitney
head to dirty feet
China you want to dance
You're wearing makeup and listening to Adam and the Ants
They got the new look, They got the red book,
All
today have got their ears in their crutch
If it's not robots singing in Dutch
It's Adam and the Ants and Starsky and Hutch
By the way here's your
blowing down your house
But whatver, don't you ever, don't
You ever shut your mouth, son
Putting up a bit of a protest
When your mam tries washing you
Adam
Melle Mel and Richard Hell were dancing at the Taco Bell
When someone heard a Rebel Yell, I think it was an infidel
Adam Ant and Robert Plant,
Adam Ant
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
At the screen on the green now
(You'd better take it in the ear now)
Adam ant
My baby says I mistreat her
I don't know about that
I only know when I beat her
She like to call me a -
She keeps on playing those
Adam ant/marco pirroni
Miss thing what you got to say?
We saw a honey just the other day
A wild cat, a loud shirt
Thinking up stuff just
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
All I thought I wanted was a front door
All I thought I wanted was a place in the country
Now I realise I wanted so much
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
I call round your house
I try on your phone but you cry
Leave me alone leave me alone
I like your face you dig my eyes
still neat call it Q
Question arose from this gold
Let's compute
Adam the ant he ran off with the apple
A bird tried to shake it but can't get a rattle
Adam ant
I'm a friend of mr. pastry
I'm a friend of allen jones
I'm a friend of shirley bassey
I'm a friend of your chromosomes
I'm a friend
Adam ant/marco pirroni
Say it girlfriend, say it
Well this is this and that is that
Though shrinks say they no better
But people making love says
Adam ant/marco pirroni
People come people go, how long I'll stay I just don't know
When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come
Crackpot
Adam ant/marco pirroni
Just stay out of my face
And get out of this place
Stop pulling my string
If you want a nice face
Boy
None so dull as spoken
Adam ant/marco pirroni
Happy as a punk in boystown
No more talk about doing
Going round the twist with heartbreak
You're in need of protection
Not
Adam ant/marco pirroni
Damn your eyes mr. khruschev
Don't go dropping bombs on here
'cos if you start dropping bombs over here
We're gonna have
Adam ant/marco pirroni
Instrumental
Adam ant
There they go the buccaneers
Hand and hand in leather glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love
Bright lights, black leather
Adam ant/marco pirroni
Well you walk the walk
And you smile the smile
You don't care who you hurt
As long as it's me
Well you play the part
And you
Adam ant/marco pirroni
You can hang me by the neck
Till I'm dead, dead, dead
Kiss my mouth until it's red, red, red
Now is the time honey, this is
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