Lyrical Response

[WhoTom]

She's a super freak, super freak
She's super-freaky
 

[DD4Bills]

One, two
Ah, freak out!
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out!
Ah, freak out!
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out!
Ah, freak out!
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out!
Ah, freak out!
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out!

[WhoTom]

But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly

[Figster]

I wonder, wonder who, who-oo-ooh, who

 

Who wrote the book of love

[muppy]

City traffic's movin' way too slow
Drop the pedal and go
Go
Go

 

We're goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
Wind's against our backs
We're goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
In my pink Cadillac
We're goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
Wind's against our backs
Ain't we ridin' on the freeway of love
In my pink Cadillac

[SinceThe70s]

Easing down the highway
In a new Cadillac
I had a fine fox in front
I had three more in the back
They sporting short dresses
Wearing spike-heel shoes
They smoking Lucky Strikes
And wearing nylons too

[Joe Ferguson forever]

 

They asked me how I knew
My true love was true
I of course replied, something here inside
Cannot be denied
(Do do do, do do do
Do do do ahh)

They said some day you'll find
All who love are blind, ohhh
When your heart's on fire, you must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes

 

[ExiledInIllinois]

...Here comes the rich man in his big long limousine
Here comes the poor man all you got to have is green
Here comes the banker and the lawyer and the cop
One thing for certain it ain't never gonna stop
When it all gets too heavy
That's when they come and they go
They go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below

Yeah, it happens out in Vegas happens in Moline
On the blue blood streets of Boston
Up in Berkeley and out in Queens
And it went on yesterday and it's going on tonight
Somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right...

[SinceThe70s]

They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the Mexican, and not for the white man
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King
And this #@!&# up situation and these #@!&# up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And screamin' 1-8-7 on a mother#@!&# cop

 

(FTR - like the song, but I always found these lyrics disturbing)

[PastaJoe]

'Cause they're waiting for me
They're looking for me
Every single night they're driving me insane
Those men inside my brain

 

The dream police, they live inside of my head
The dream police, they come to me in my bed
The dream police, they're coming to arrest me

The dream police

[SinceThe70s]

If there's one thing that makes me sick
It's when someone tries to hide behind politics
I wish that time could go by fast
Somehow they manage to make it last

My brain is hanging upside down

[WhoTom]

It's all a game
And inside, I'm just the same
My fried egg makes me sick
First thing in the morning

 

[SinceThe70s]

I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob

[PastaJoe]

You made the mistake and judge a man by his race
You go through life with egg on your face
Woke up in the morning, peculiar feeling
Looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling
Family, punk rocks, the businessman
I'll dog everybody with the egg in my hand
Not like the crack that you put in a pipe
But crack on your forehead, here's a towel, now wipe

[WhoTom]

If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
Then mister, you're a better man than I

 

[muppy]

 

There ain't nothin' you could ask
I could answer you with "I won't" (I won't)
But I was gonna change, but I'm not
If you keep doin' things I don't (don't)

 

You better think (think)
Think about what you're tryin' to do to me
(What you're tryin' to do to me) oh-oh, think (think)
Let your mind go, let yourself be free

[T&C]

Did you see your friend, crying from his eyes today? 
Did you see him run through the streets and far way?
Did you see him run? Did you see him fall? 
Did his life flash by on the bedroom door?
Did you hear the news came across the air today?
Someone has been found on the rocks down in the bay
Did you see him hide? Did you see him crawl? 
Does his life mean more than it did before
Did you see that man running through the streets today? 
Did you catch his face, was it 10538?

[Joe Ferguson forever]

They say I'm crazy but I have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
Life's been good to me so far

My Maserati does one-eighty-five
I lost my license, now I don't drive
I have a limo, ride in the back
I lock the doors in case I'm attacked

I'm makin' records, my fans they can't wait
They write me letters, tell me I'm great
So I got me an office, gold records on the wall
Just leave a message, maybe I'll call

[SinceThe70s]

I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive

 

Just open your eyes, just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful
Will you swear on your life
That no one will cry at my funeral?

[PastaJoe]

In your eyes
The light, the heat (in your eyes)
I am complete (in your eyes)
I see the doorway (in your eyes)
To a thousand churches (in your eyes)
The resolution (in your eyes)
Of all the fruitless searches (in your eyes)