Talking Heads

Artist: Talking Heads Album: Fear Of Music Title: Cities Think of london, a small city It's dark, dark in the daytime The people sleep, sleep in the daytime If they want to, if they want to I'm checking them out I'm checking them out I got it figured

Lost my shape Trying to act casual Can't stop I might end up in the hospital Oh, I'm changing my shape I feel like an accident They're back To explain their experience Ah, hah, isn't it weird? Sounds too absurd to me Wasting away And that was their p

[ti:Slippery People] [ar:Talking Heads] [al:12 Inch Dance: 80s Synthpop] [offset:0] [00:01.52]Slippery People - Talking Heads [00:02.55] [00:27.91]What about the time you were rollin' over [00:31.16] [00:31.88]Fall on your face you must be having fun

O--h, O--h, she's my neighbour Fill my cup, I'll bet you baby She could fill it up She put the sugar on my tongue she's gonna gimme gimme gimme some She gonna put that sugar on my tongue She's gonna gonna gimme gimme gimme some She'll put it right th

Oh oh, baby you can walk, you can talk just like me You can walk, you can talk just like me You can look, tell me what you see You can look, you won't see nothing like me If you look around the world Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, baby you can walk, you can t

Do you remember anyone here? No you don't remember anything at all I'm sleeping, I'm flat on my back Never woke up, had no regrets There's a party in my mind... And it never stops There's a party up there all the time... They'll party till they drop

Baby your mind is a radio Got a receiver inside my head Baby I'm tuned to your wavelength Lemme tell you what it says: Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound...of a brand-new world. So look at my fingers vibrate From th

A terrible signal Too weak to even recognize A gentle collapsing The removal of the insides I'm touched by your pleas I value these moments We're older than we realize In someone's eyes A frequent returning And leaving unnoticed A condition of mercy

In...my...sensations I believe that I...was born with the things that I know I want...to talk... Like ev'ry Before I decide what to do And I fell all over and I couldn't stand up I can't be critical I can't won't stop Such a happy day for me Bring a

Warning sign, warning sign I see it but I pay it no mind Hear my voice, hear my voice It's saying something and I hope you're concentrating I've got money now, I've got money now C'mon baby, c'mon baby Warning sign of things to come Take it over, tak

"Damn that television what a bad picture"! "Don't get upset, it's not a major disaster". "There's nothing on tonight", he said, "I don't know what's the matter"! "Nothing's ever on", she said, "so I d

Can we run that again Is that a woman's voice I hear I said, "let's wait and see, I'll see for myself" That's a phrase I repeat to myself Made a reference to me and that's myself too What progress I have made the first week First Week First Week

Who is it who Who is it who Who is it who Who is it What is it What is it What is it What is it Oh Baby it's you Who is it who Who is it who Who is it who Who is it What is it What is it What is it What is it Oh baby it's you Watch out now baby 'caus

In a world Where people have problems In this world Where decisions are a way of life Other people's problems they overwhelm my mind So many people...have their problems I'm not interested...in their problems I guess I've...experienced some problems

Talking Heads Slippery People What about the time? You were rollin' over Fall on your face You must be having fun Walk lightly! Think of a time. You'd best believe This think is real Put away that gun This part is simple Try to recognize What is in y

Home is where I want to be Pick me up and turn me round I feel numb - born with a weak heart (So I) guess I must be having fun The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground Head in the sky It's ok I know nothing's w

Everyone is trying to get to the bar The name of the bar, the bar is called Heaven The band in Heaven, they play my favorite song They play it once again, they play it all night long Heaven Heaven is a place A place where nothing Nothing ever happens

Nothing can come between us Nothin gets you down Nothing strikes your fancy Nothing turns you on Somebody is waiting in the hallway Somebody is falling down the stairs Set someone free, break someone's heart Stand up help us out Ev'rything is divided

And all I see is little dots Some are smeared and some are spots Feels like a murder but that's alright Somebody said there's too much light Pull down the shade and it's alright It'll be over in a minute or two I'm charged up Don't put me down Don't

Sometimes the world has a load of questions Seems like the world knows nothing at all The world is near but it's out of reach Some people touch it but they can't hold on She is moving to describe the world She has messages for everyone She is moving