Travelogue lyrics

Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some Gods stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting

Just because the kid's an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
People don't forget this torture
Just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better

Once more with the voice of Buddha

Boys and girls come out to play, playing till they're old and grey
Time to leave the old school suit, grown ups can be real cute
Do you think they're wiser than in the past
How long do you think it's gonna last
I don't have to prove to you adults can be kidding too

Boys and girls I love you dearly
But I hate to have you near me
Boys and girls - ahh
Boys and girls - ahh

A crow and a baby
Had an affair
The result was a landslide
The result was a dare
The result was a baby
Who wanted it all
Moved out of the doll’s house
Moved out of the hall
With one wing on the town and a gleam in an eye of red
Said "my father was a crow, now I want all fathers dead
Find the fathers of this world, treat them as a fatal foe

Instrumental

Instrumental

Since I was very young I've realised
I never wanted to be human size
So I avoid the crowds and traffic jams
They just remind me of how small I am
Because of this longing in my heart
I'm going to start the growing art
I'm going to grow now and never stop
Think like a mountain, grow to the top
Chorus :
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall

Instrumental

The night
So young
You could lose
You could gain
Your temperature's rising
Better pull into the outside lane
You always say you're not the jealous kind
Then you tell all your friends that I've got one thing on my mind

I've played this scene before, you had one foot in the door
But there's always plenty more, don't try to use me
I don't depend on you, I've got my own friends too

When you fall into your seat, you know you feel you might be dying
As the breath rasps in and out, of your burning throat
You can't control your lungs because you're so tired
You're half awake with one arm in your coat
Well thank God that there is someone there to drive you
You know you couldn't make it on your own
He helps you through the door
You sit down on the floor

(As interpreted by Virgin Records Japan)
(Accuracy is NOT guaranteed)

I take one look at you
It leaves me breathless
I see your dream's come true
You're not so restless
Or light, or bright
Marianne

One day I might not care
What happens to me
Your lack of sympathy Fails to disturb me
I've got a life of my own

I remember the day
I thought we couldn't lose

I feel my spirit fly
Only after dark - ahh
I kiss the world goodbye
Only after dark - ahh

Fight with the city lights
Only after dark - ahh
Run, I'd like to run away
Only after dark - ahh

Won't you disappear into midnight with me
Why don't you come, why don't you come, why don't you fly, fly, fly with
Sweet elusive Fate ,will be our company

Bring out the vamp in me

LYRICS REPRODUCED FROM HOLIDAY 80 - JAPANESE 12
(As interpreted by Virgin Records Japan)
(Accuracy is NOT guaranteed)

Rock'n'roll, rock, rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll, rock, rock'n'roll

Do you still recall in the juke box hall when the music played
And the world span around to a brand new sound of those far off days
In their blue suede shoes they would scream and shout

Been out all night, I needed a bite, I thought I'd put a record on
I reached for the one with the ultra-modern label, and wondered where the light had gone
It had a futuristic cover, lifted straight from Buck Rogers
The record was so black it had to be a con
The autochanger switched as I filled my sandwich
And futuristic sounds warbled off and on

The black hit of space

Speaking of which, what is your choice
Your conversation will suffice
I feel the need that's known to all
Better use it up before the levels fall
You can take me back to the primal drive
You can carry on until we arrive
Hypnotised inside
Now I'm not young and you're not old
I'd rather purchase than be sold
Crazed friends so bold

It's not easy to conceal
When you're so touchable

Instrumental

Instrumental

The way it was in the past
A long, long time ago
Before staff levels dropped
They used to listen to the radio
And listen to the DJ's talk
About the songs they didn't know
As if it really mattered

Hit-pick or phone-in show
I don't want you to go tonight
Ten thousand watts of power
News headlines on the hour tonight
Our music beats the best
You just don't need the rest tonight