Toyah Demolition Men
(Words Willcox/Music Lee) In the labyrinth We grow so thin We grow protrusions That we can fly and fight in In the labyrinth We grow guns with bullets in We've all got a game to play And we all want to win The world blows so cold Around scores of concrete plinths In the metropolis we live in Stand the President's men The ones I have to deceive To win the prize I want to win Run run run run I'm going to gun you down Ratatatat It's fun to see you run Run like rats Run in packs Run Run We are the demolition men We are the demolition men In the labyrinth There is no sun We are great moon warriors With built in guns In the labyrinth We have all the fun Creeping up on the President's men And laying them out in one The world blows so cold Around scores of concrete plinths In the metropolis we live in Stand the President's men The ones I have to deceive To win the prize I want to win Run run run run I'm going to gun you down Ratatatat We are the demolition men We are the demolition men We are the demolition men We are the demolition men WE ARE ------ (Words Willcox/Music Bogen) This is a word In your ear Can you hear? We have come for your minds We walk the streets Arm in arm Hand in hand With charm and chance We are the chosen ones We are the moon and sun We are lots of fun We are the only ones We move We dance We sing We burst into flames We are the chosen ones We are painted ladies We are of moon and sun We are painted boys We are lots of fun We are liberators We are the only ones We are the golden ones We move, we dance, we sing You touch, we burst into flames Yes, this is a word in your ear Can you hear? We have come for your minds We walk the streets Arm in arm Hand in hand With charm and chance We are the chosen ones We are the moon and sun We are lots of fun We are the only ones We move We dance We sing We burst into flames We are the chosen ones We are painted ladies We are of moon and sun We are painted boys We are lots of fun We are liberators We are the only ones We are the golden ones We move, we dance, we sing You touch, we burst into flames You know the time has come To call a romance Take a chance Take a leap Make a modern classic dream It's A Mystery (C) 1980 Sweet'n'Sour Songs Ltd. Other Tracks (C) 1981 Sweet'n'Sour Songs Ltd.
