New Wave lyrics

Your star is descending
Round here blindly
Tell your dancing daughter
That there抯 no room
on the wing
We can bitch
but it ainç£Ëœ a tinsel town
Hey! Starchild
Cant dance
Left out on a useless limb
This party will start
To drag you down
Slap your face
And pull your hair

Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this skin is head
Bailed out, bailed out

There were mourners on the street
of every shape and size
The motorcade came down from Redondo
Assassins on the corner tried to throw you a line
You dirty-mouth comic Rodolfo
Lenny Valentino reside
The Pope renounced you as the real one
Lazarus decided to rise
The twentieth century had only begun
Ladies adverted their eyes
Lenny Valentino reside

They were hanging on
For grim life
They were clutching
at straws
They were sure
That the ship was at port
They were keen philosophers
They were keen on hurt
They were like
A pair of dumb dogs
Rolling in the dirt

(Thatç£â€” ) you and
Your idiot brother
Waiting in the wing
Which one holds up the other
Which one pulls the string

One bite of the apple

In my role
As a groundbreaker
As a pallbearer
In my past life
As a benefactor
My lost years
As an actor
The stars are brighter
Are lighter
Then they have been
for years
Those stars are tighter
At one time
Iç£â€ºe never seen so many
How could I be wrong?
In my role
As a peacemaker
As a lifesaver
In your room
As a plan hatcher
A soul snatcher

First child
and a showbiz son
always hide
where you come from
Mother got out rehab
And I was born
I was starstruck
When I was young
Itç£â€” never to soon
To tread the boards
I was in Vaudeville
At age give
My career took
Its first nosedive
Iv?been starstruck
All my life

Starstruck,
starstruck over you
Starstruck,
Iç£Å½ struck dumb by you
Starstruck,

Never saw
your drivers eyes
Or me on parking street
We were planning
your demise
Your chauffeurç£â€” tired
But your still on heat
Downtoen,
youç£â€“e burning down
Iç£Å½ sick of parking cars...
There are only-
two people here
Who are worthy
Of your pool
and your place
So stand down now
Stand down
Youç£â€“e standing down...

They were failing dutifully
If you抮e going to fail at all
Failing came more easily
Than it did to us all
And I wanted to be there
See them begin
It was easy to see they were
The best band to be in
I gave up drugging
When you spiked my drink
Stopped freeloading
When I could not get in
I gave up singing
When I was told
I could not dance
Knew my place in the world

Your star is descending
Round here blindly
Tell your dancing daughter
That there's no room
on the wing
We can bitch
but it ain't tinsel town
Hey! Starchild
Can't dance
Left out on a useless limb
This party will start
To drag you down
Slap your face
And pull your hair
Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this skin is shed
Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this thing is dead

When I first met you
You were not house trained
A backwood trier
The worldç£â€” your oyster
Your time is mine
Whatç£â€” yours is mine all mine
Thereç£â€” no honour
Among thieves
So we worked together
A varied rich
and famous crime
You had your motives
I had mine
For a soul to find
Little piece rub off on mine

Trinkets, memorabila

Home again
Housesitting again
Rifle through
Your possessions
and stuff
Things that you
Are ashamed of
Home again,
housesitting again
Looking through photos
At the back of your drawer
The way you looked
When you were small

Youç£â€“e safe,
thereç£â€” no prowler
No creeper in your lane
Itç£â€” better than drugs,
itç£â€” cool

Early years
were a shroud man
Only a grey cloud
Shot in the dark
Hanging out
with your dad
His plans for revenge
In some hick-town
caravan park
Never keep
a good one down
Early years
were a dreadnought
Waiting to tread board
And my work
down the pan
Hanging round
By the back door
One foot in
the stage door
Some disaffected
fly-by man

Got wired by a cable

Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere
They抮e out of season
It抯 betrayal with no treason
Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
There is no reason why
Your mother was a seamstress

Claim Soutine never spent
A thrift shop dime
In this life
Lenny Bruce never walked
In a dead man抯 shoes
Even for one night

Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere

I took a showgirl

for my bride

Thought my life

would be right

Took her bowling
got her high

Got myself a showgirl bride

Took a job on the side

in a health shop

keeps me well

Got my mantra for life

Got my karma

And a showgirl bride

All my life

All her life

All our life

I married a showgirl

that抯 for life

She cant work

in the wintertime