The European Female (In Celebration Of) - The Stranglers

Well, I just got back an? I wish I never leave now (Where? d you go?) Who that Martian arrival at the airport, yeah? (Where? d you go?) How many local dollars for a local anesthetic? (Where? d you go?) The Johnny on the corner was very sympathetic (Where? d you go?) I went to the place where every white face Is an invitation to robbery An? sitting here in my safe European home Don? t wanna go back there again Wasn? t I lucky, wouldn? t it be lovely? (Where? d you go?) Send us all cards and have a lay in on Sunday (Where? d you go?) I was there for two weeks, so how come I never tell now (Where? d you go?) That natty dread drinks at the Sheraton Hotel, yeah? (Where? d you go?) I went to the place where every white face Is an invitation to robbery An? sitting here in my safe European home Don? t wanna go back there again Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah They got the sun and they got the palm tress (Where? d you go?) They got the weed and they got the taxies (Where? d you go?) Whoa, the harder they come and the home of ol? Bluebeat (Where? d you go?) I? d stay and be a tourist but can? t take the gun play (Where? d you?) I went to the place where every white face Is an invitation to robbery An? sitting here in my safe European home Don? t wanna go back there again What? Rudie come from Jamaica, Rudie can? t fail Rudie come from Jamaica, Rudie can? t fail Rudie come from Jamaica, 'cause Rudie can? t fail Rudie come From Jamaica, Rudie can't fail Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie can? t fail Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie can? t fail A-Rudie loot and a-Rudie shoot and a-Rudie come up then back down Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, come up then back down Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie can? t fail Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie, Rudie he can? t fail Nice guy European home Explosive European home And twenty-four Track European home [Incomprehensible]

Someday I'm going to smack your face Someday I'm going to smack your face Somebody's going to call your bluff Somebody's going to treat you rough Sometimes there is only one way out I've got to fight Sometimes I get to feel so mean Sometimes I get to feel so mean Sometimes you look like you're too clean Sometimes I see the in-between Sometimes only one way I've got to fight You're way past your station Beat you honey till you drop You're way past your station It's useless asking you to stop I got morbid fascination Beat you honey till you drop Sometimes you're going to get some stick Sometimes you're going to get some stick Somebody's standing in our way Somebody's gonna have to pay Sometimes there is only one way I've got to fight

I went in search of paradise They said it would be good for my head So I went in search of paradise But she took me by the head instead Paris - London Glamour and despair Ruins - We were ruined over there Ruins - We ruined over there-er-er. And when you think you're in paradise But then you find your arms are tied Caprive in the name of paradise The chains are all her lies Paris - London Glamour and despair Ruins - We were ruined over there Ruins - We ruined over there-er-er. The picture on the screen is moving still It's moving all the time If only you could freeze frame a moment there You could have paradise all the time Paris - London Glamour and despair Ruins - We were ruined over there Ruins - We ruined over there-er-er. I don't think anyone ever found paradise 'Cos paradise is based on lies