Well Done Europe Lyrics

We'll See To Your Breakdown

Pack your bags Go on, goodbye Trust was breached Hips don't lie You will never have a job You will never have lunch in this town again We'll see to that cause we hate you Leotard But it's too late Trust was breached Now meet your fate

Even Your Friend

Even your friend stayed until the end, not you The heat of the night, I through we might, not you Brandenburg gate, I'd best not be late said you The heat of the night, I thought we might but oh no Your MMS a work of finesse, but you You crash and you burn, you never return, not you Brandenburg gate, I'd best not be late, said you The heat of the night, I thought we might, but oh no Kids are you ready for the summertime love? Heat in the hood, heat in the hood Are you ready to go steady with a summertime love? Heat in the hood, heat in the hood With a house and a baby and a summertime love I knew you would, I knew you would Are you ready to go steady with a summertime love? Even your friend could not comprehend, you The heat of the night, the stars so bright, but you You crash and you burn, you never return, not you The heat of the night, I thought we might, but oh no Oh yeah!

We Work In Bars

We met the blond guy He was with the bass guy We had a long chat They know my friend We know them We work in bars They're really good We work in bars They play a lot We work in bars Side projects too We work in bars They're doing this project They got the funding Tokyo, London They know my friend They know my friend They're taking off We work in bars We work in bars And Daddy left And Mum is sick We work in bars We work in bars

Obviously

We have to agree there is a god That man on TV there is a god Shakira and Diego Fiesta and Domingo The howling wind and the rattle and hum We have to agree on the tree of pain We live la vida loca on La Isla Bonita Is anybody still out there? Is there any need for aprés ski? We have to agree on aprés ski Koritsia and Metaxa You and Hanna Schygulla Oh Diego I'm so sorry Richard Dawkins, Peter Lorre Oh Diego, not to worry Richard Thomas, Jodi Foster Is anybody still out there?

Gimme Legs

Gimme Legs Breathe a word Don't let 'em know Can I please, please bitch! Don't let 'em know Gimme please, please bitch! Why? The heat Why? The night Why? The heat Why? Occupé Don't let 'em know Gimme legs

Well Done You

Well done you You've really really got the hang of it That's excellent stuff there Come on, I'll buy you a drink We're really glad to have you with us I know you were struggling at first But soon you tackled it head on And that was quite a feat, considering Well done you You've really really shown ambition here A little rough round the edges But who cares, with an outcome like this A coke? A beer? Don't be shy. A coke then. Top-notch stuff You've really really gone that extra mile You've got your head screwed on right Even if we're just dancing in the dark

Nevertheless, The Chap

(Oooh) Melancholy, oh dear (Uuuh) Nevertheless, The Chap (Ahhh) Bourgeoisie, The Chap (Let's party) Everyone everyone! (Oooh) Critical beats (Uuuh) Nevertheless, The Chap (Ahhh) Interesting and fun (Fiesta) Everyone everyone! (Oooh) Neighbourhood watch, oh dear (Uuuh) Neighbourhood watch, oh dear (Ahhh) Neighbourhood watch, oh dear (Hey neighbour) Stop your watch, stop your watch! We're 36 with the Hits FM And we're staying up past 11pm Watch some girls go by And time goes by And then we die!

Pain Fan

We had a holiday It's like dementia Talk to the faculty Precision trencher It's dangerous, we have bunny Together life, MENSA MENSA They had a lovely day White-water rafting You're like a hurricane Punishing schedule

Torpor

The start up The corner shop The Mac Book Hauntology Hypnogogy Clever clogs Terminology I remember Hall and Oates I remember Elvis Rex

Maroccan Nights

Burn alive, burn alive Burning man, burning man Burning house, burning house Everything, all of it Ain't no picnic, ain't no picnic Ain't no picnic, bed of roses Ain't no disco, Frappucino Everything, to the ground 17 23 31 Nought

Few Horoscope

It's too late to recycle To reboot the passion It's far too heikel (risky risky risky risky) Overload my buffer To release the supernode I'm far too sweaty (itchy itchy itchy itchy) Get the funk outta here Oh my bandwidth flows Supervise my protocol My domain, my horoscope My Eldorado (bitchy bitchy bitchy bitchy) Flood attack my assets Simulate community I'm far too mindful Get the funk outta here On and on it goes

Chalet Chalet

Easyjet to heart of gold (alright alright) Matahorn to Mandalay (je t'aime) Opportunities abound (chalet chalet) In-flight music, hey hey hey (je t'aime) Forget about the war Just come knocking on my door I just got my pay I'll whisk you away on a holiday Let's go go Forget about the crunch Just come help me pack our lunch I just got me a car Our private Eurostar, down some boulevard Let's go go Forget about what's next Don't even send a text Let's get away from this mess There's no need to stress, I've got GPS Let's go go Forget about the cash Just rely on my panache Just let go of your fears Let's suspend our careers, continental beers Let's go go