Genius of Love - Tom Tom Club

Everybody wants to be a showman Yeah, they all got another one Everybody thinks they got a genius Everybody got me on the run Sometimes I think they come here Just so you can say that you can And I can't get alone in my bathroom I need to give myself a hand Ya'll cuh-cuh-cuh-creeping Creeping underneath my skin Fuck you and your flashbulbs Snapping my picture again You drank all my whiskey You stole all my smoke And you're crowded all around me Like I got nowhere to go Eyes are gonna roll back I'm here to kill Time for you to go I'ma gone spill It ain't your fast train I'll be the king running near the wheel I ain't looking to make no deals here, no You keep sticking to me Like a prickly porcupine You're getting your information From the grocery checkout line Are you through confessing Of your little girl obsession 'Cause I was only messing And I had a little time Eyes are gonna roll back I'm here to kill Time for you to go I'ma gone spill It ain't your fast train I'll be the king running near the wheel I ain't looking to make no deals here, no Eyes are gonna roll back I'm here to kill Time for you to go I'ma gone spill It ain't your fast train I'll be the king running near the wheel I ain't looking to make no deals here, no, no, no, no, no Eyes are gonna roll back I'm here to kill Time for you to go I'ma gone spill It ain't your fast train I'll be the king running near the wheel I ain't looking to make no deals here, no

Debussy didn't believe in god. He didn't believe in the Establishment. He Didn't believe in bourgeois convention. He didn't believe in Beethoven or Wagner. He believed in... Debussy. Debussy understood that a work of art, or an effort to create beauty, was Always regarded by some people as a personal attack. He hated to appear in public. Hated to conduct. Hated to play the piano at Concerts. He preferred cats to people. No one was ever sure whether the spites with which Debussy armed his Volatile senibilities were activated by a savage insensitivity, or by the Holy egoism of genius.

Wise men say, only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay Would it be a sin If I can't help falling in love with you Like the river flows, Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand, take my whole life too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you

I fought the beast and I broke his jaw I cut out his heart and I ate it raw I seen some people in misery Makes all my questions seem like luxury That's why I go to the outzone There I can ride on a love wave I climbed a mountain to the top It was just a very big rock After the up I have always found You can count on coming down That's why I go to the outzone There I can ride on a love wave I played guitar with a media star The entire event took place in a bar Where'd the kid go? is he in a funk? It's not your fault they filled your head with junk ... That's why I go to the outzone There I can ride on a love wave I heard some church bells toll through the woods I thought they'd done sellin' them goods Me, my sins are at the laundromat And when I'm clean I'm goin' back ... That's why I go to the outzone There I can ride on a love wave That's why I go to the outzone There I can ride on a love wave That's why I go to the outzone There I can ride on a love wave