Don't you know, I just can't go to sleep. Oh mama don't you know, I just can't go to sleep. You told me go to bed hours ago but, Mama you know I just
that my woman's out of here I can concentrate on the rest We had good times and we had bad And sometimes, sometimes she made me mad And it sounds just
Shes got a whole lot of disco friends, Shes got a whole lot of disco friends, Disco ladies and gentlemen, Eating their faces from the inside out, Freaky
I'm pushing out into the blueness A soul soothing silence Helping me to get through this I'm floating breathless Calmer that a Buddhist In the newness
In frozen sheets It's like we're lying at opposite poles And I just don't know What to do Loosen my grip Or take a tighter hold on you Just remember
The facts and the figures They overwhelm and stifle Everything that you thought you knew The facts and the figures They overwhelm and stifle From the
I'm feelin' so mischievous, original cheeky chappy It must be ages since I felt satisfied Just to be Just Jack and just that, still intact It's just
You just got, got what it takes Got that X factor I suppose I have I met a girl at a party She said she liked Technotronic I said, ?Are you for real??
worse You may as well just take me home, yeah Sometimes I don't say the right things To make you love me even more than you do Though I try, I just
a young man anymore But I've got the face of a nineteen year old Probably be a dad soon, sitting in my front room With my kids, play doe mold But I just
Don't take me for a fool Because I'm not the foolish kind Well, if you had a sledge hammer You still couldn't break my mind Well, if I'm honest with
Mars bars And all the ravers wishin' they were back in '89 'Cause everythin' was so much better the first time Jack, jack, jack, jack your body And
I said lo, lo and behold I just wanna know why I'm so cold And I hope I learn before I get old How I can burn when I feel so co, oh, oh, old I've been
Picture this, 2:30 on the hottest night in June He awakes for no reason and checks his watch by the moon And his mouth feels as dry as his eyes as he
Morning light don't scratch my eyes Just let me wash up on a shore I used to have the strangest dreams But they don't come here anymore My duvet's laid
Well, how many times Have we rowed and thrown tantrums? And how many times have we loaded And cocked the hammers on our verbal guns? And how many times
is the nature of the way we live And you can't get out Contradiction is the nature of the way we give Well it's just a fact Contradiction is the structure
your soul exposed? Or well done, a charcoal surface, with your insides froze? And do you feel fear, as you hear another door close? Or, will you just
