It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S,

'cause Lisa with a S goes S, not Z, huh

It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S,

'cause Lisa with a S goes S, not Z, huh"



All God's children needs travelling shoes

Drive your problems from here

All good people read good books

Now your conscience is clear (hi hi hi hi hi)

Now your conscience is clear



In the morning, when I wipe my brow

Wipe the miles away

I like to think that I can be so willed

And never do what you say (hi hi hi hi hi)

And never do what you say



Look, my eyes are just holograms

Look, your love has drawn red from my hands

In my hands you know you'll never be

More than twist in my sobriety



(Twist)

(Twist)



We just poked a little empty pie

For the fun that people had at night

Late at night don't need hostility

The timid smile, and pause to free

I don't care about their different thoughts (Aah aah aah)

Different thoughts are good for me (Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)

Up in arms and chaste and whole

All God's children took their toll



Look, my eyes are just holograms

Look, your love has drawn red from my hands

In my hands you know you'll never be

More than twist in my sobriety



(Twist)

(Twist)



Half the people read the papers

Read them good and well (Oh yeah)

Pretty people, nervous people

People have got to sell (Oh yeah)

News you have to sell (Oh yeah)



Look, my eyes are just holograms

Look, your love has drawn red from my hands

In my hands you know you'll never be

More than twist in my sobriety



Look, my eyes are just holograms

Look, your love has drawn red from my hands

In my hands you know you'll never be

More than twist in my sobriety



(Oh yeah)

"It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S,

'cause Lisa with a S goes S, not Z, huh"

(Twist)

(Oh yeah)

"It's Liza with a Z, not Lisa with a S,

'cause Lisa with a S goes S, not Z, huh