while we're racing to be so old

I'm up late pacing the floor

I won't be told

you have your reservations

I'm bought and sold

I'll face the music, I'll face the facts

even when we walk in polka-dots and checkered slacks

bowing and squawking, running after tidbits

bobbing and squinting, just like a nitwit



chorus

two little hitlers will fight it out until

one little hitler does the other one's will

I will return, I will not burn



down in the basement

I need my head examined, I need my eyes excited

I'd like to join the party, but I was not invited

you make a member of me, I'll be delighted

I wouldn't cry for lost souls who might drown

dirty words with dirty minds written in a toilet town

got me a valentine, she's a smooth operator

it's all so calculated, she's got a calculator

she's my soft touch typewriter, and I'm the great dictator



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a simple game of self-respect

you flick the switch and the world goes off

nobody jumps as you expect

I would have thought you would have had enough by now



he calls selective dating, for some effective mating

I thought I'd let you down dear, but you were just afraid

I knew right from the start, we'd end up hating



pictures of the merchandise plastered on the wall

we can look so long as we don't have to talk at all

you say you'll never know him, he's not a natural man

he doesn't want your pleasure, he wants as no one can

he wants to know the names of all those he's better than



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SONG: (WHAT'S SO FUNNY 'BOUT) PEACE, LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING

(WRITTEN BY NICK LOWE)



as I walk through this wicked world

searching for light in the darkness of insanity

I ask myself, "is all hope lost?

Is there only pain and hatred and misery?"

And each time I feel like this inside

there's one thing I want to know

what's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

Oh, what's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?



And as I walk on through troubled times

my spirit gets so down-hearted sometimes

so where are the strong?

And who are the trusted?

And where is that harmony? (Sweet harmony)

'cause each time I feel it slipping away

just makes me want to cry

what's so funny bout peace, love and understanding?

Oh, what's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?



So where are the strong?

And who are the trusted?

And where is that harmony? Sweet harmony

'cause each time I feel it slipping away

just makes me want to cry

what's so funny bout peace, love and understanding?

Oh, what's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

Oh, what's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?