It Must Be You
They laughed at their gods
And fought them in vain
So he turned his back on them
And left them in pain
Now here come the saints
With their banners held high
Each one of them martyrs
Quite willing to die
Wake the dead, the saints are in Hell
Wake the dead, they've come for the bell
Cover your fists
Razor your spears
It's been our possession
For 8,000 years
Fetch the scream eagles
Unleash the wild cats
Set loose the king cobras
And blood sucking bats
Wake the dead, the saints are in hell
Wake the dead, they've come for the bell
And fought them in vain
So he turned his back on them
And left them in pain
Now here come the saints
With their banners held high
Each one of them martyrs
Quite willing to die
Wake the dead, the saints are in Hell
Wake the dead, they've come for the bell
Cover your fists
Razor your spears
It's been our possession
For 8,000 years
Fetch the scream eagles
Unleash the wild cats
Set loose the king cobras
And blood sucking bats
Wake the dead, the saints are in hell
Wake the dead, they've come for the bell
Love Foolosophy
Baby, baby i feel this sweet sensation
Honey Honey looks like a superstar
shes got a promise of lovestruck fascination
What am i to do?
How am i to know?
Who are you. She shimmers
like a california sunset
honey, honey glitters but
theres no gold she carries
sweetly infectious magic
formulas, so delerious
is she that serious? is she bringing me on?
Ive been waiting so long
And this love, fool, osophy
is killing previous illusions that i had in my mind
about you seems so true
all the lies your telling tragically compelling
and my love means nothing to you so
maybe im still a love fool
i dont want to be a love fool
i dont want the world
i want you!