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Lyric Polkas On 45


They tell us that we lost our tails,
Evolving up from little snails.
I say it s all just wind and sails.
Are we not men, we are Devo.
Are we not men, D-E-V-O.
Smoke on the water.
A fire in the sky.
Smoke on the water.
(I m a man) I m a boy.
(I m a man) Well, I m your mother.
(I m a man) I m a one-night stand.
(I m a man) Am I by?
(I m a man) I m your slave.
I m a little girl,
When we make love together.
Hey, hey, hey!
Jude, don t make it bad,
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better,
Better, better, better, better, better, better, yeah!
L.A. woman. You re my woman.
Got my mojo risin . Mister Mojo risin .
Hey!
In a gadda da vida, honey,
Don tcha know that I love you.
In a gadda da vida, baby,
Don tcha know that I ll always be true.
Hey Joe, where ya goin with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe! Where ya goin with that gun in your hand?
Gonna shoot my old lady.
Caught her messin around with another man.
(yodel)
I m an ordinary guy, burnin down the house.
I m hot blooded, chicken in sea.
Got a fever of a hundred and three.
Come on, baby, you can do more than dance.
I m hot blooded, hot blooded!
Every breath you take, every move you make,
Every bond you break, every step you take,
I ll be watchin you.
Darling, you gotta let me know,
Should I stay, or should I go?
If you say that you are mine,
I ll be here till the end of time.
But you gotta let me know, wo-wo-wo.
Should I stay, or should I go?
But it s all right now, in fact it s a gas.
People try to put us down.
(Talkin bout my generation)
Just because we get around.
(Talkin bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold.
(Talkin bout my generation)
Hope I die before I get old.
(Talkin bout my generation)
Talkin bout my generation.
Talkin bout my generation.
Well, talkin bout my generation!