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NEON - Wuh! Wuh!
(The Complete Neon Collection 1977 Ė 1979)
(All lyrics written by Tim Jones except ďNutcaseĒ by Mark Dunn & Tim Jones)

Lifeís A Downer

I want you to say I love you,
Iím looking to you for my hope and strength.

Lifeís a downer.

I never thought that life could be a bummer,
Heads that roll and brains asunder.

Lifeís a downer.

Wonít you always stay by my side,
With teeth that bite and claws that scratch.

Lifeís a downer.

All I Wantís Your Body Yeah

Yes thatís right,
All I wantís Your Body Yeah,
I really donít care about your love,
Now you may think Iím an inhuman man,
But look here honey,
I donít give a damn.

I know you think my love is funny,
Itís not half as bad as the laugh I get out of you,
Just keep on trying to feel what you want to feel,
And maybe someday it will come true.

Hunny Bunny

I know you really want to be on my mind,
But I know about you honey and your kind,
You ainít no bunny honey and you ainít blind,
I donít really care Iím leaving you behind.

The pain that Iím feeling ainít nothiní new,
Iíve been hurt before and Iíve felt so blue,
The world is just a clichť as the wheels grind on,
And I donít like you honey or the trip youíre on.

Whizzo!

I canít think of words to say,
Cause youíre stompiní on my children ooh yeah,
Flesh keeps my body in,
A hard boiled egg and yolk.

Whizzo! Jolly Good,
Whizzo! Rather good.
So keep on smashing bottles,
Give me the lionís mouth,
I donít need you to tell me,
Iíll have a pint in The Howf.

Whizzo! Jolly Good,
Whizzo! Rather good.

Anytime, Anyplace, Anywhere

It says ďLust for warĒ,
Written on the gates of hell,
They say thank our God,
Theyíre all dead as well.

No place to go to hide away.

The tears in your eyes,
Come as no surprise,
The rising cost of your arms agree.

Anytime, anyplace, anywhere,
No place to go to hide away.

Bottles

I constantly suffer from pains in the head,
And itís said that Iím just a fool,
I permanently live in a hole in the ground,
And I never stop to look around.

Let me out!

All the kids fighting the system,
The whole worldís a clock,
And it tells us the time,
A scolded cat or a slaughtered lamb,
Ah! Please donít erase me,
Make me go blim blam.

Let me out!

Iím Only Little

Well I know Iím only little,
But I know my voice is strong yeah,
And I still care about my country,
And the way it gets along,
Ah! You destroy my karma,
You mess up my town,
Youíd pay your money,
Just to bring everybody down.

Well my auntieís budgerigar,
She knows you all tweet tweet,
So what you gonna do,
Smash your head against a wall yeah,
Well I know Iím only little,
But I know my voice is strong yeah,
And I still care about my country,
And the way it gets along.

Wuh! Wuh!

Really must be something that this world is for,
Besides being all messed up, loneliness.

Wuh! Wuh!

Donít count your chickens before theyíre hatched,
You may come out with your nose all thatched.

Wuh! Wuh!

Piranha

Good morning summer,
Softly with me lover,
Chewing me banana,
Nip me tongue piranha.

Make me awake,
Itís more than I can take,
Give me confidence,
Just for once piranha.

Bat Man

Iíve increased my perception,
Iíve created a link,
With a bat man,
Whereís it at for England,
Anyway for England.

Well we questioned our respondents,
They didnít like it,
What goes on for bread and water,
Whereís it at for England,
Anyway for England.

Iím A Gent

Iím a gent, wonít rip you off,
Got lots of money, a white suit,
Telephone, long distance Geezer,
Give her one, eat your head,
Well look out, he wants your bread,
Heís a bum, a con man,
Anti-friends.

Still at large after years,
With that kink in my brain,
I donít want to,
But try and stop me,
Smells like shit from down drains,
He got a face like pickles,
He got eyes like two props,
He got balls, squashed tomatoes,
No crap!

Lemonadeís A Gas

And heís oh so frightened,
Donít know what to do,
All a mess of confusion,
One thing that heís sure of,
Close to you.

Keeps swallowing salt,
But he thinks itís lemonade,
Eat your cak and throw it back,
And youíve really got it made.

Donít want to lose his head now,
Donít want to be a rock star,
All he wants is his peace of mind,
Enough money and a cup of cha,
One thing that heís sure of,
Close to you.

I like lemonade,
It is a gas.

Eyeing Up The Diddies

Leave it to the people that can talk,
They can pick up their women,
Before they can walk,
They prowl about like a stork,
Eyeing up those diddies,
Like a hawk.

Snail, wonít you sip my pint,
Snail, drink it through the night.

Uncle Ben knows where itís at men,
He could tell you stories,
Like I donít know when,
Well can ye no tak it,
Do ya ken,
And she said weed,
To the flowerpot men.

Snail, wonít you sip my pint,
Snail, drink it through the night.

Donít Eat Bricks

He was sitting in the park,
In the afternoon,
Reading a book,
About his living room,
And people walked by,
And they stared into his eyes,
And no one had no money,
And no one meat pies.

Donít smother your heather with weather!

She who dances,
And eats cheese on the moon,
She goes up,
But she donít come down too soon,
Privately lovely,
But still picking your nose,
You donít eat bricks,
So why you drink with a hose?

Donít smother your heather with weather!

Hanging Off An O

Hanging off an o,
Seeing squares,
Here and there,
Hanging off an o,
Here Ė there Ė square.

Canít you see?
Thatís why,
Little boy have some pie,
Hanging off an o,
Here Ė there Ė square.

Hanging off an o!

Is it really art?
Criticism,
Boring fart,
Hanging off an o,
Here Ė there Ė square.

Chacun a son gout,
Like or lump,
Celery,
Hanging off an o,
Here Ė there Ė square.

Hanging off an o!

Confuse The News
(watering can, it grew a man)

Watering can,
It was leaking,
But my head,
It didnít leak,
Until my head,
Was heard and said,
Watering can,
It was leaking.

Confuse the news!

Too many heads,
With big fat cows,
Growing hair,
With puny minds,
Confuse giraffes,
And eat my fruit,
On my head,
And growing hair.

Confuse the news.

Plum Plum Crazy

They didnít know that,
It was all fixed,
I told you so plum plant,
It just grows,
It eats people,
You too sugar.

Itís purple tonight,
You better watch out!
Look out baby,
Itís plum, plum crazy.

They never thought,
The destiny controller,
The purple plum,
The plum steamroller,
No time to lose,
You better just holler,
Cause sugar.

Itís purple tonight,
You better watch out!
Look out baby,
Itís plum, plum crazy.

Exterminate

Holy mother of god!
Where am I at?
Afraid of the dark,
Donít touch my hand.

Jeremiah,
Holes in the earth,
Weíre all falling in,
No holes for me.

Exterminate!

Computer Fair

Iím in love with a computer,
But Iím only a typewriter,
Please donít tell her that I love her,
She will only blow her fuses
At theÖ

This is typewriter calling to computer,
How are you?
I have got some data for you,
And Iíll bring it over later.

At the computer fair.

Well I finally met up with her,
And I gave her all my data,
That erotic calculator,
Makes my keys go all a quiver.

At theÖ

Suddenly she started talking to me,
Do you come here often?
I said only because youíre here,
She said good,
Letís get it on then.

At the computer fair.

Talk To You

You make me feel I want to give,
And I am free,
And itís so easy to shut down,
Your sense of love.

You are my sun,
You are my moon,
You are my universe.

Talk to you,
Itís so easy.

And I can talk to you,
But you must think,
Behind my words,
To believe what I say.

You are my sun,
You are my moon,
You are my universe.

Talk to you,
Itís so easy.

And sometimes Iím angry,
And I short circuit,
But please remember,
I will always be there.

You are my sun,
You are my moon,
You are my universe.

Talk to you,
Itís so easy.

A Grave Situation

If you want a piece of my power,
You better start crawling,
Itís getting better by the hour,
My influence and mauling,
Iím going to eat at your mind,
Youíre going to kiss my feet,
Iím going to get inside your head,
All slimy!

Itís a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town,
Feel like a rejuvenation,
Words are right for communication,
Itís a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town.

Youíre going to have to conform,
If you want to get it on,
I donít care about your children,
Or their blinking form,
All I want is you for my power,
I donít like your friends,
Or their ideals.

Itís a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town,
Feel like a rejuvenation,
Words are right for communication,
Itís a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town.

I Believe

Obsession with fighting,
Superior, inferior,
Donít want to know,
Too blind to see,
Canít you see the meaning?
Kill me I kill you,
Donít think just fight,
No reason why.

We donít look the same,
Weíre different,
Whoís this Jesus?
Donít want to know,
To blind to see,
Want to be respected,
Reputationís worth a halfpenny,
Seek and you will find.

But I believe,
And I know in my heart.

Nutcase

God knows how many people,
Are buried in the undergrowth,
Millions have perished,
For their so called religious oath,
Carnations or roses?
In remembrance of blood,
Donít talk to me about your love of good.

Take a good look at yourself,
Then youíll see just who you are,
Take a good look at yourself, Then youíll see that you are just aÖ

There is a very thin line,
Drawn between genius and mad,
But you just ainít nothiní,
You canít even be sad,
The doggie chased the butterfly,
And flowers sang songs,
Donít talk to me about your love of good.

Take a good look at yourself,
Then youíll see just who you are,
Take a good look at yourself,
Then youíll see that you are just aÖ

In a nutshell,
Hereís a nutcase,
Smash his skull,
And eat his brains,
You can tell if heís a kingo,
By the colour of his bloody brains.

Take a good look at yourself,
Then youíll see just who you are,
Take a good look at yourself,
Then youíll see that you are just a nut!

Nuclear Sun

You canít judge the usefulness of electricity,
By the electric chair,
He told me on a cold night,
So how do you judge the usefulness of atomic power,
By the atomic bomb,
He told me on a cold nightÖ

By the nuclear sun.

So who will judge it?
When our time is all gone,
And weíre waiting for,
Something to lift up our souls,
Maybe weíre trapped in a dream,
With our carcasses blue,
With no hope of that dream,
Ever coming true.

By the nuclear sun.

Hello And How Are You?

Hello and how are you?
Iím very well thanks.

You may think we are nuts,
We like to be alone,
Tired of me, sick of you,
Why donít you go away.

Sometimes I feel,
Like Iím going round the bend,
And I wonder if it will ever end.

Hello and how are you?
Iím very well thanks.

No need to apologise,
Just try to get along,
Friendship is very dear,
Need me like I need you.

Sometimes I feel,
Like Iím going round the bend,
And I wonder if it will ever end.

I need you like you need me,
You need me like I need you.

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