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Gang Of Four: Lyrics to Mall

Mall:
Cadillac / Motel / Satellite / F.M.U.S.A. / Don't Fix What Ain't Broke / Impossible / Money Talks / Soul Rebel / Hiromi & Stan Talk / Colour From The Tube / Hey Yeah / Everybody Wants To Come / World Falls Apart.

All songs published by Copyright Control. (1991)

All songs written by Andy Gill / Jon King except F.M.U.S.A. and Money Talks by Andy Gill, Don't Fix What Ain't Broke by Jon King, and Soul Rebel by Bob Marley.

Lyrics reproduced with permission from members of the band. Transcribed by Phil Hetherington. Thanks to Andy Gill for his help with some of the queries.

• Cadillac
  
  All the boys are loving all the girls
  Who screen the sun, can't stand the rain
  Moving under not over time
  The sun will shine on
  
  Red rust wreck is off his mind
  Down on the highway there to die
  Got a Toyota of another kind
  God built these hands to drive
  
  Plastic bag woman must wait
  While nylon men walk out in space
  Africa will turn to dust
  In LA LA land we give out trust
  
  We'll set the place on fire
  And watch the memories fry
  Go someplace don't recognise
  You can't lose if you don't try
  Ain't gonna slave for a cadillac
  Turn my back, burn the place to ash
  I can't speak so I don't mime
  I won't seek so I won't find
  
  Who needs the pyramids
  We got a photograph
  Down on the left hand side
  You can see mum and dad
  
  Pull down the monuments
  And send a postcard back
  For nineteen ninety five
  I will have the starter pack
  
  My M16 was in my prayers:-
  'How is the world now I ain't there?
  Are they wearing flowers in their hair?'
  The rich kids school while I am here
  
  We'll set the place on fire
  And watch the memories fry
  Go someplace don't recognise
  You can't lose if you don't try
  Ain't gonna slave for a cadillac
  Turn my back, burn the place to ash
  I can't speak so I don't mime
  I won't seek so I won't find
  
  This map shows where to start
  Move across the grid and down
  When the lines are far apart
  You will find you're out of town
  
  At ninety miles an hour
  Insects crash into the screen
  The rear view mirror blurs
  Home is just a memory
  
  Aeroplanes fall from the skies
  Liferafts sinking in the night
  It stops if I close my eyes
  Memories will hold me tight
  Memories will hold me tight
  Memories will hold me tight
  
  
• Motel
  
  Don't feel like eating, I don't wanna drink
  All I need is a handkerchief to keep out the stink
  Don't feel like sleeping, I don't wanna dream
  All I need is a hit to cut the bullshit
  
  Look at the cars parked in the motel
  And nobody in them
  They must be hungry as hell
  They're feeding on ambition
  
  Now watch this! - It's an adult movie
  She's going down on him
  Now hear this! - The third caller will win
  Tickets to go to the wall
  
  Don't want to lie, but I don't know what's true
  All I need is to have something I can choose
  Don't want to win, I'm not aiming to lose
  All I need is a thought that I can use
  
  Somebody promised some peace in sometime
  It wasn't meant to be funny
  I guarantee someone, somewhere,
  Is taking somebody's opinions
  
  Now watch this! - It's an adult movie
  She's going down on him
  Now hear this! - The third caller will win
  Tickets to go to the wall
  
  
• Satellite
  
  I wake up you are there
  Silhouette against the glare
  Electric skin shocks me like lightning
  
  You say to me: I give you this -
  You can have all you can kiss
  If it tastes good prove it to me
  
  Shoot me up - I'm your moon
  Turn me round coming soon
  
  I wanna be your satellite
  Our words in doubt, just a sound
  I wanna be your satellite
  No in no out, no up or down...
  
  Lost in space, the robot writes:
  Don't wanna be a satellite
  Empires falling down like ninepins
  
  Shoot me up - I'm your moon
  Turn me round coming soon
  
  I wanna be your satellite
  Our words in doubt, just a sound
  I wanna be your satellite
  No in no out, no up or down...
  
  In your face
  I can see
  I can be
  Anyone
  I can be
  
  I wanna be your satellite
  Our words in doubt, just a sound
  I wanna be your satellite
  No in no out, no up or down...
  
  
• F.M.U.S.A.
  
  I lived in tunnels
  Sometimes there was no rice and the water was bad
  I was married, and very happy
  My husband was just a regular guy, but he was killed
  In my room, light from a light bulb
  Smoke from fire
  I think of Sony and Toyota
  I see smiling faces, nights without fear
  Holding a man who won't be gone when day comes
  I dream too, Yankee
  
  On R&R here comes a walking paycheque
  Back from the front, he's going to have some fun
  Holding rubbers and a gun
  The grunt will grunt & the girl will take a raincheck
  He ain't going to be the first
  G.I. on a two day pass
  A G-string separates the words
  Writ in lipstick across her ass
  
  F.M.U.S.A.
  F.M.U.S.A.
  Pump it up, but first you pay
  F.M.U.S.A.
  I dream too, Yankee
  F.M.U.S.A.
  I'm down on my knees, I'm saying
  
  In this freefire zone he wants to be unseen
  Acid, junk, and speed help his heart freeze
  He wants a woman to do him on her knees
  Says "No blue eyed blondes back home believe in me"
  
  He needs the gook girl
  While she spills his seed
  She says "If I weren't doing you I'd be V.C."
  
  F.M.U.S.A.
  F.M.U.S.A.
  Pump it up, but first you pay
  F.M.U.S.A.
  I dream too, Yankee
  F.M.U.S.A.
  I'm down on my knees, I'm saying
  
  Yo. I come from Detroit. Motor City? Yeah.
  I never had nothing.
  Shit. Probably won't live that long
  It's the Brothers get most combat missions
  Putting our asses on the line
  While all the rich kids finish college
  But we party
  Yeah we get R + R.
  We party seriously man -
  Stoned out of our fucking trees
  Hunting that Saigon Poontang,
  You know what I mean
  Them bitches are fucking wild.
  
  F.M.U.S.A.
  F.M.U.S.A.
  Pump it up, but first you pay
  F.M.U.S.A.
  I dream too, Yankee
  F.M.U.S.A.
  I'm down on my knees, I'm saying
  
  F.M.U.S.A.
  F.M.U.S.A.
  Pump it up, but first you pay
  F.M.U.S.A.
  I dream too, Yankee
  
  
• Don't Fix What Ain't Broke
  
  I want tomorrow today
  I didn't think that I'd
  Have yesterdays all week on someone else's time
  
  Yeah, I like that car
  Suppose the colour's OK
  Fibre glass and rust are filling in my day
  
  I want to see the sunrise in the night time
  I'm gonna fake... an alibi
  
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  
  Repossess my heart
  I gave it away
  A loan is all
  But nothing lasts forever these days
  
  Got a stereo, 100 watts a side
  Its matt black face is laughing at my life
  
  I wanna see the starlight, in the day time
  I'm gonna fake... an alibi
  
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  
  I want to see the sunrise in the night time
  I'm gonna fake... an alibi
  
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  Don't fix what ain't broke
  (Not now)
  
  
• Impossible
  
  Can't catch it again, can you?
  Can't catch it again, can you?
  
  I think I'm getting it back again
  I think I'm getting it back again
  
  I'm getting a headache
  
  Mutated/Transmogrified
  Mutated/Transmogrified
  
  
• Money Talks
  
  Innocents all, kept in the dark
  Centre cannot hold, things fall apart
  Sex and death walk hand in hand
  And Elvis's body will never be found
  Put another quarter in the bandit machine
  And then you come alive in the Vegas Dream
  
  I'm still waiting for payday to arrive
  Money is law in the 10 cent store
  And the groove's our only guide
  In the Promised Land
  
  Money talks in the street so we walk
  Look at the world that's real, Money makes it a deal
  Lovers wish in the night for something that they missed
  Money talks in the street, so we walk
  
  (U.S. forces in defence of democracy)
  (Sounds complicated!)
  
  Aliens are born in space, but make their base in Russia
  The curtain tears, but Bush don't care
  Fights on like General Custer
  Marines maintain control
  The newspaper said you can weigh the human soul
  Here's the dope on Noriega's jones
  A pineapple on the U.S. payroll
  
  I'm still waiting for payday to arrive
  Money is law in the 10 cent store
  And the bible belts are tightening
  I'm still waiting for payday to arrive
  Money is law in the 10 cent store
  And the groove's our only guide
  In the Promised Land
  
  Money talks in the street so we walk
  Look at the world that's real, Money makes it a deal
  Lovers wish in the night for something that they missed
  Money talks in the street, so we walk
  
  In the Promised Land
  
  Money talks in the street so we walk
  Look at the world that's real, Money makes it a deal
  Lovers wish in the night for something that they missed
  Money talks in the street, so we walk
  
  Money talks in the street so we walk
  Look at the world that's real, Money makes it a deal
  Lovers wish in the night for something that they missed
  Money talks in the street, so we walk
  
  
• Soul Rebel
  
  [NOTE: These words reflect Gang Of Four's recording of the song. The Bob Marley original contains numerous differences.]
  
  I'm a rebel, soul rebel
  I'm a capturer, soul adventurer
  
  See the morning sun on the hillside
  Not living good, travel wide.
  Said I'm a living man; I got work to do
  If you're not happy children, then you must be blue
  
  People say:
  I'm a rebel, soul rebel = talk don't bother me
  I'm a capturer, soul adventurer
  
  Said I'm a living man; I got work to do
  If you're not happy children, then you must be blue
  Said if you're not happy childrenm, then you must be blue
  (If you're not happy you must be blue)
  
  People say:
  I'm a rebel, soul rebel
  I'm a capturer, soul adventurer
  
  People say:
  I'm a rebel, soul rebel
  I'm a capturer, soul adventurer
  I'm a rebel, soul rebel = talk don't bother me
  I'm a capturer, soul adventurer
  
  
• Hiromi & Stan Talk
  
  [Hiromi:]
  
  
  
  [Stan Loubiéres:]
  
  Le monde arabe etait, pour nous, un lieu de passions incontrollées, une colonie que nous pouvions seulement controlé par la force
  
  Les plus grandes artistes francais ont fantasmé sur les harems, une fuite de la sexualité bourgeoise enchainée.
  
  
• Colour From The Tube
  
  Now that everything is true
  I believe in me and you
  What I see in magazines
  I believe in everything
  
  I believe in politics
  When we're playing pick up sticks
  I believe in five year plans
  I believe it in advance
  
  I believe in innocence
  College boys wash your hands!
  I believe in one night stands
  No-one gets a second chance
  
  I believe that dogs are bit
  Even fakes are counterfeit
  I believe the BBC
  I believe in everything
  
  So if the times don't fit
  You can't go look for another
  Use the colour from the tube
  There is nothing else to do
  
  So if the times don't fit
  You can't go look for another
  Use the colour from the tube
  There is nothing else that you can do
  (There is nothing else that you can do)
  
  Now that everything is real
  I believe I really feel
  Even hear the churchbells ring
  I believe in everything
  
  I believe in Postman Pat
  I'll leave my kidneys to the bank
  I believe in even tans
  I believe in everything
  
  So if the times don't fit
  You can't go look for another
  Use the colour from the tube
  There is nothing else to do
  
  So if the times don't fit
  You can't go look for another
  Use the colour from the tube
  There is nothing else for you to do
  (There is nothing else for you to do)
  
  
• Hey Yeah
  
  Who is wanting to be perfect?
  Too many angels in heaven
  You're looking at a road block
  At least my fingerprints are mine
  
  Hey yeah, we got it all
  Refugees come flooding in
  Sell them all our cigarettes
  And send them home like friends
  
  If I can't find truth, justice, happiness
  I'm wanting the new, show me something else
  (Show me something else)
  
  Say yeah when you're meaning no
  Catch Beirut on the TV tonight
  Fake some love at a quarter to ten
  Don't admit it - what you say
  
  Maybe the earth's still got an edge
  Who cares if it's second hand
  Salmonella in the batteries
  This car is from Japan
  
  If I can't find truth, justice, happiness
  I'm wanting the new, show me something else
  (Show me something else)
  
  Say yeah when you're meaning no
  Catch Beirut on the TV tonight
  Fake some love at a quarter to ten
  Don't admit it - what you say
  
  Say yeah when you're meaning no
  Catch Beirut on the TV tonight
  Fake some love at a quarter to ten
  Don't admit it - what you said
  
  Say yeah when you're meaning no
  Catch Beirut on the TV tonight
  Fake some love at a quarter to ten
  Don't admit it - what you say
  
  (Yeah yeah...)
  (Yeah yeah...)
  (Yeah yeah...)
  
  
• Everybody Wants To Come
  
  We're not moving, we're going slow
  There's bodies at the side of the road
  
  Everybody wants to come
  This is what is turning us all on
  
  I'm alive, I'm not dead
  I like to watch, it's better than getting head
  
  Listen up, to hear the guns
  Sex charged barrels, pump action
  
  Everybody wants to come
  This is what is turning us all on
  
  Turn the page, to see the face
  The vacant eyes are staring into space
  
  Don't need no one, I got the proof
  For me to win someone else must lose
  
  Everybody wants to come
  This is what is turning us all on
  
  The sirens fade, the traffic speeds
  I am free, I'm a lover, I am real
  
  
• World Falls Apart
  
  This sombitch nowhere's jewelled lights
  Overflashing trade marks at war
  "Hungry eat cake!" - "Thirsty Drink Cola!"
  Piss stained boy slumps in a door
  
  His hundred year old teenage eyes
  Watch the lights chase green to red
  Stuck to his head seed bun and fries
  Waiting for the world to end
  
  I'm gonna live right in your face
  I'm gonna lie here while you play
  Fuck you, yeah and fuck this place
  Don't think you're chasing me away
  
  Don't think you're better than I am
  The music stops, your chair is gone
  When they weigh the balance, man
  You done no good and I done no wrong
  
  I am the mess on your doorstep
  You'll see me here until I die
  Yeah, walk on by, look straight ahead
  I'll be here till the whales can fly
  
  The angel says: 'The gate's unlocked
  But it ain't you must make amends
  The rich guys try and beat the clock
  Waiting for the sale to end -
  
  Don't think they're better than you are
  The music stops, their chair is gone
  When they weigh the balance, man
  They done no good and you done no wrong'
  
  Yeah, I'm stopped in front of you
  Waiting for the world to start
  Yeah, I'm stuck at the front of the queue
  Waiting till your world falls apart
  
  My day begins when your party ends,
  A booby trap in your bouquet
  Dynamite in these happy times,
  Valium for the mortgage rate
  I'll cough in your face as the markets crash
  I'll dog your steps from Pall Mall to The Strand
  My time and place is real, yours incomplete
  As we dream the future we make it wake
  
  Yeah, I'm up at the front of the queue
  And when you fall you'll fall just once
  Yeah I'm up at the front of the queue
  Waiting till your world falls apart
  
  

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