Once I need relaxation
Need to get some r ‘n’ r
(That’s rest and recreation)
Don’t need no vacation
I don’t have to go that far
(I’ve got better things to do with my money)
Don’t need no private eye
Forget the FBI
‘Cause when the beaver sings
Look out I’m closing in

Go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock

Down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone

Got to have my candy
Got to have my sugar sweet
(I wanna give you a treat)
Giving you directions
You don’t have to use your feet
(We’re on the same street baby)
You’ve got to travel south
South of my hungry mouth
And there you’ll find a friend
Until the bitter end

Go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock

Down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone

What are you gonna find down there?
There ain’t no red light district

Get yourself a ticket to the -

Go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock

In the go zone, leave me to die
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
Go zone, ready to rock
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down in the go zone

Here she come, here she come
Eating up the thrill
Sugar cane, sugar cane
Dressin’ up to kill
Like a fireball in the shadow
Like a storm that’s gonna show
Like an overwhelmed volcano
Getting set to blow, set to blow
She got a nasty reputation
She got a healthy apetite
When she needs some detonation
She sets the fuse alight, the fuse alight

Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite

Let it rain, let it rain
Let me feel it pour
Let it slide, let it slide
Let me feel the core
Like a thunder in the mountains
Like the lightning in the sky
Like the eye of a tornado
She watch it all go by, all go by
Then she kills for recreation
And she plays her games at night
She want to work on her vocation
She set the world alight, set world alight

Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite

Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite

Dynamite, here it come
Dynamite, gonna blow
Dynamite, just wanna warn you
Dynamite, that the volcano
Dynamite, she got no imagination or recreational (vow?)
Dynamite, that’s the way you want, that’s the way he’ll go
Dynamite

Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite
Feel like kissin’ dynamite

Feel like kissin’ dynamite

Let it rain, let it rain
Let me feel it pour
Let it slide, let it slide
Let me feel the core
Like the thunder in the mountains
Like the lightning in the sky
Like the eye of a tornado
She watch it all go by, all go by
Then she kills for recreation
And she plays her games at night
She want to work on her vocation
She set the world alight, set world alight

Feel like kissin’ dynamite

Dynamite, here it come
Dynamite, gonna blow
Dynamite, just wanna warn you
Dynamite, the volcano
Dynamite, she got no imagination or (??????)
Dynamite, that’s the way you want, that’s the way he’ll go
Dynamite

Feel like kissin’ dynamite

(Ooh yeah)
I’ve been to the left, I’ve been to the right
I’ve found myself in Abudhabi, just a mirage in the night
Been to the high, I’ve been to the low
And I’ve been to lots of places that I didn’t wanna go
But I ain’t see nothing to get me off my ass
And I laughed at all the jokers wanna make me walk on glass
I could walk ‘fore I could crawl
And I was meaner than a bad dog with his back against the wall

Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See ‘em fall, see ‘em fall
I’m the guy that they call -

Meanstreak, I gotta meanstreak
Meanstreak, they call me meanstreak

I just don’t know who I wanna be
The count of Monte Cristo or the sheik of Arabia
Eaten rich, and I’ve eaten free
And I’m the perfect culture vulture in the face of poverty
And I ain’t met no one who told me I got class
They say never feed the animal, the boy’s got too much flash
I’m a guy they just can’t teach
And I always kick the castle that’s been built up on the beach (heh ha)

Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See ‘em fall, see ‘em fall
Cause I’m the guy that they call -

What’s your name?

Meanstreak

I got a meanstreak
Ooh I got a meanstreak
Ooh I got a meanstreak
Wanna feel a meanstreak?
They call me meanstreak
All the children say meanstreak

What’s my name?

Meanstreak

She’s an idle child, high society
Never pushed a broom, not physically
Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up
Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup

I’m on the borderline

She can spread them round and she shows them off
With a neon sign saying don’t you touch
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
She use me like a begger to get a hold on me

CHORUS:
On the borderline, she’s a danger sign
On the borderline, getting out of line
On the borderline, but it feels so good
On the borderline, on the borderline
On the borderline, borderline

(Here goes)

You know I shoot the dice to claim my dream
You pull them in without a thought to me
She’s come to watch you and your pocket is dry (?)
The queen of hearts will kill you when the ace is high

On the borderline

She’s an idle child, high society
Never pushed a broom, not physically
Her eyes are down on you, her nose is up
Never spill your whiskey when she fill your cup

CHORUS

Gonna meet you there
If you want me, meet me on the borderline

(Oooh, we’re gettin’ ready
Ow
Here we go
hahaha
I’m ready
Oooh)

Getting ready to rock
Getting ready to roll
I’m gonna turn up the heat
I’m gonna fire up the coal
I gotta keep that motor turning
I gotta keep that engine clean
I gotta keep those tires burning
I’ve got the best you’ve ever seen

And I’m a heatseeker charging up the sky
And I’m a heatseeker, and I, I don’t need no life preserver
I don’t need no one to hose me down
To hose me down

Getting ready to break
Getting ready to go
Get your shoes off and shake
Get your head down and blow
You gotta keep that woman firing
You gotta keep that serpent clean
You gotta make her sound the siren
You gotta hear that lady scream

Cause I’m a heatseeker, burning up the town
And I’m a heatseeker, I don’t, I don’t need no life preserver
I don’t need no one to hose me down
Don’t hose me down

(Aw yeah, here ya go, yow! Ready? Heatseeker!)

I wanna see you get up
And see the whites of your eyes
And I’m a heatseeker, heatseeker, yeah!
I’m gonna measure you up
I’m gonna try you for size
And I’m a heatseeker
Gotta keep that motor turning
You gotta keep that engine clean
You gotta keep those tires burning
I’ve got the best you’ve ever seen

And I’m a heatseeker, and I don’t need no life preserver
I don’t need no one to hose me down, woah
I’m a heatseeker
And I’m a heatseeker
Heatseeker

Out on the street feel the heat

Got the word, getting ready
Gonna get my pay from ????
I’m in light, ????
When the action is hot, ????
No town, no city
Gonna be free from the jumping jack
Kiss of life, getting gritty
If the mule don’t kick you know the mule don’t ride
And I know, yes I know, well I know
That’s the way to go
And I know, and I know
And I know that I’m gonna get it down the road

CHORUS:
Cause I’m living on a borrowed time
Do it your way, I’ll do it mine
Living on a borrowed time
Don’t need a shove, don’t need a sign

Call me names, call me crazy
Don’t try to stop me when I feel this way
It’s a game, (whoopsy daisy?)
Here comes another girl to make my day
And I know, yes I know, well I know
That’s the way to go
And I know, yes I know
I’m gonna get up when I’m up on the road

CHORUS
(So long, goodbye, good luck, au revoir baby)

(Look out people, never let me loose)

CHORUS

I don’t need a sign to show me the way

You paint a picture
So it’s plain to see
Ain’t no hiding
No security
I’ll be watching
Every move you make
When you hear the rattle
Better be awake

CHORUS:
Snake eyes, I’m watching
Snake eyes, look out
Snake eyes, it’s coming
Snake eyes, ain’t no escaping from the snake eye
(No way)

You leave a footprint
For my eye to see
Catch an echo
From a lock and key
From the shadow
Or behind a rock
Get you anywhere
From the darkest shack

CHORUS

Hear a rustle
From behind a tree
Get you running
Home to sanctuary
Bolt the door and -
You think you’re safe
I’m coming to get you
Gonna reach out (???)

CHORUS

Got the snake eyes, they call me a snake in the bush
Snake eyes, biting
Snake eyes, always watching
Snake eyes

Ain’t no escaping from the -
Just keep a lookout for the -
Snake eye

(You get your head down, will you)
I
I want you
I want you to
I want you to march

Eyes go right, shoulder arms
Left wheel turn, show your charms
Change your clothes, cut your hair
Ain’t no joke, ain’t no place for kids
When the flags are high, hear the battle cry
Treaty gone, see the bandit fly
Dig that trench, watch the blast
Shell shock come, coming fast

Name and rank on parade
Might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what this means?
Do you know what this means?
This – means – war

This means war, this means war
I said this means war, this means war
This means war

(Run for cover, hit the deck, call for your mother)

I
I need you
I need you to
I need you to fire

Cock your gun, wet your sights
Get the bull dead to rights
Volunteers, one pace back
On the beach ain’t no place for kids
When the flack is high on a bomber run
You don’t talk back to an ack-ack gun
Fire range, and you’re in the blitz
Keep your head or you’re blown to bits

Name and rank on parade
Might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what it means?
Do you know what it means?
This – means – war

Who’s going there, is it a friend or foe?
Propaganda time on the radio
Top brass shout as they clown around
Peace talks die in Geneva town

Do you know what it means? (This means war)
Do you know what it means? (This means war)
Do you know what it means? (This means war)
Do you know what it means? (This means)
This – means – war

This means war
I said this means war, this means war
This means war

(Where’s the second gun?)
This means war,
I told you before, this means war
You know the score, said this means war
This means war
This-means-war
You’re all dead

Wrong track, wrong line
First train to run on time
Bad blood, bad news
Long rope, got nothing to lose
Mad bull seeing red
Coming at me, happy when I’m dead
Jump a fence, get away
Ain’t got a liking for the games he plays
What you gonna do?

Everybody trying to find you guilty
Make you wanna toe the line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
I was saved in the nick of time

Slow plane, hard rain
Cold sweat and I feel the strain
Look down, no ground
Black sky, just the engine sound
Bail out, goodbye
Take my chances, I don’t wanna die
Count ten, just pray
The nick of time can save me any day
What you gonna do?

Everybody love a hero, honey
Living on a danger line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
Yeah, saved in the nick of time

Lose sleep, get grief
Some day get no relief
Quick punch, closed eye
You didn’t knew it and you wonder why
Lynch mob on your tail
Think they were searching for the holy grail
Leave town, get away
I didn’t figure on them anyway
No I didn’t today

Everybody trying to find you guilty
Make you wanna toe the line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
Right in the nick of time
In the nick of time
I was saved in the nick of time

I like ‘em big and I like ‘em small
And if I had to take the oath I would take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
(It’s what I want)

She’s a saint, she’s a sinner
She’s a rave, rave, rave
She’s a woman, she’s a winner
In every way, way, way
She don’t want love
Nor cabaret that’s out
She like to play around
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind
You know, don’t want a woman with a ball and chain
Don’t want to play that game

CHORUS:
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don’t want ruff stuff?
Don’t want your face around here

Make you shake, make you shiver
Make you pray, pray, pray
Gonna make you quake, make you quiver
And turn you grey, grey, grey
I don’t need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, don’t want a woman with a ball and chain
Don’t want to play that game

CHORUS

I like them big and I like them small
And if they asked me to take an oath, I would have to take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
Baby wanna ruff stuff
Ruff Stuff Baby
Baby give me ruff stuff
Takin’ all the ruff stuff
(I want that)

Don’t want your face round here
Don’t want your face round here
I don’t want your face round my backyard any more