Talking Heads

now let me tell you a story
the devil, he has a plan
bag of bones in his pocket, get anything you want
no dust, no rocks
the whole thing is over all those beauties, in solid motion
all those beauties they're gonna swallow you up

lets go
hi (x13)

one time too many, too far to go
i--we've come to take you home whoo hoo

when they split those atoms, its hotter than the sun
blood is a special substance, they gonna pray for that man
so wake up, young lovers,
the whole thing is over
watch out, touch monkeys
all that blood
they're gonna swallow you whole

lets go
hi (x13)

so soft, hard feeling, no tricks, lets go
i--we've come to take you home whoo hoo

how many people do you think i am
pretend I am somebody else
you can pretend i'm a old millionare, a millionare washin' his hands
rattle the bones of dreams that stick out
a medical chart on the wall,
soft violins, hands touch your throat
everyone wants to explode

when your hands get dirty, no body knows you at all
don't have a window to slip out of
lights on no body home
click click, see ya later
beta beta, and no time to rest
picka picka, risky business
all that blood will never cover that mess

lets go
hi (x13)

once more
hi (x13)