The New Transistor Heroes

Yeah, we wanna star in an eighties movie
American bratpack members, truly
Yeah, we want big hair, permed and curly
So we can wear shades, looking mean and surly
Yeah we wanna car with a removable roof
So we can air our big hair, bypass the truth
That these things never happen in reality
But we'll be pretty in pink, just wait and see

I'll be the starbright boy
And yr the starbright girl
I'll be the starbright boy
And invade yr world

Yeah, we wanna star in a skateboard movie
And be bad at the stunts like all amateurs should be
But we'd have so much fun playing lets pretend
That we'd get good at the stunts, showing off by the end
Yeah, we'll steal sport cars from our dads
And we'll fail our exams cuz it's cool to be sad
Yeah, everyday could be a holiday
No school, no rule, just me to say...

I'll be the starbright boy...

We'll be hanging around with ferris bueller
Meet drew barrymore cuz she's way cooler
Buy all our clothes on rodeo drive
Never flatlining, we'll be alive
Upside down like we're the lost boys
Endorse the starbright fake plastic toys
Until the white flag must be unfurled
Just like superman, we'll invade yr world

I buy records cuz my boyfriend says so
I make friends cuz my boyfriend says so
I wear these clothes cuz my boyfriend says so
I am this way cuz my boyfriend says so

I want the best and i need the best
I love my boyfriend
He is my friend cuz he is the trend
I love my boyfriend

I am angry cuz my boyfriend says so
I am happy cuz my boyfriend says so
I am submissive cuz my boyfriend says so
I am outrageous cuz my boyfriend says so

I want the best...

Hey girlfriend, yr suffocating me
I got friends and other people to see
You want love, you got to give me space
Hey girlfriend, no tears on yr face

I am outmoded cuz my boyfriend says so
I am defective cuz my boyfriend says so
I kill myself cuz my boyfriend says so
I sing this song cuz my boyfriend says so

Retrogressive sex, i am the x-defect

I am consumer, i am prostitute
I am concealer, i am not like you.

Yr excuses always are so lame
You are giving me a bad name
Retrogressive sex, i am the x-defect
Always hiding in yr office block
Every hour, all day round the clock
Retrogressive sex, i am the x-defect

I am incomplete, i am incorrect
I am apology, i am defect

Yr excuses...

I told you so, you won't let go
You can't pretend, we are not men.

You always try to be like me
You'll never get my sympathy
Retrogressive sex, i am the x-defect
And if you leave me black and blue
You know the scum will get to you
Retrogressive sex, x-defect

She's got a mind of her own
Not fake like the rest
Doesn't give a fuck
She's passed the test
Keeps me smiling all day
And I don't care
Coz I know that she's mine
In my own head

Wanna see her
Wanna be her
Don't go near her
She is my heroin[e] (x2)

Got a smashing smile
But you can't have her
You can look but don't touch
Her cute little curves
She's not skinny but proud
She posed in the nude
She is her own self
Like Everett True[?]

Wanna see her
Wanna be her
Don't go near her
She is my heroin[e] (x2)

I've got her pictues on my wall
and I've nearly got them all
I've got her pictures on my wall
rock party[?]

oh

Wanna see her
Wanna be her
Don't go near her
She is my heroin[e] (x3)

Can i not be normal cuz i'm not a size 10.
Play music, be in films or even show my face.
Should i be embarrassed if it's such a crime.
Funny how your life depends upon your waistline.

Should i kill myself? you're my execution.
Why's being slim important, no one is a monster.
Don't steal their confidence, it's not yours to take.
I don't want to be a model, at least i'm not fake.

Funny how your life depends upon your waistline.

I am gonna make it, i'm not gonna fake it
Not for the sake of it, yes i'm gonna take it.

Got no gaps in yr teeth? you must be happy.
Cola bottles, sugar coated.
We've had sugar to eat, don't try and stop me.
Flying saucers filled with sherbet.
We want the right to eat sweets without yr frowning.
Don't tell us what we can't do now.
And we see the powers that be in sugar, drowning.
Ten pee mixture for the way home.

This is an advertisement
Hey! make way for the sweet shop avengerz.
So make the sweet adjustment
A-okay! we're the sweet shop avengerz.

Never too old to eat sweets, unless you feel it.
Chocolate mice with strawberry centre.
Reclaim the rights to rot teeth, you know you need it.
Candy shrimps, they're foamy inside.
It's not a crime to be seen sucking a lolly.
Vampire sweets that stick to your teeth.
And it's hardly obscene to fill yr trolley.
Ten pee mixture for the way home.

This is an advertisement...etc.

Kneejerk! it's a sugar fascination
Kneejerk! that infects the teen-c nation
Kneejerk! but we love the sweet sensation
Kneejerk! as it rots the population!

You said they were your lifelong passion
You bought them in the height of fashion
Went to argos just like your friends
Looked to see the most you could spend
One girl was different on your street
She bought a skateboard from concrete
Everyone laughed, skateboards are out
She didn't belong to the rollerblade crowd
Yeah

No rollerblade zero

Four little wheels all in a row
Strap 'em up and you're ready to go
She didn't listen, she just ignored
Her only friend was her hook-ups board
She can use it even when her feet grow
She loves skating it's not just for show
Until there becomes a new street trend
Her rollerblade hell will never end

No rollerblade zero

The wise men say, hey
That fashion comes and fashion fades
Why don't they say, hey there's no room
For your rollerblades

No rollerblade zero

The wise men say...

Okay, okay, yes fashion comes and fashion fades
But please refrain from wearing your rollerblades
Okay, okay, yes, fashion comes and fashion fades
Please remove all traces of your rollerblades

No...rollerblade zero...

Skinny-tie says we forgot the 80's too quickly. like when the static mattered more than the content and the streaks in your hair were louder than your guitars, or more lately your synthesizers.
Y-tie says that he wants to look like simon le bon you know 81' 82' kinda time, maybe later.

It's the sound, it's around
It's skinny-tie sensurround

Skinny-tie says that his mum is worried about the eye liner in his pocket. says it's not natural and that his dad would be turning in his grave if he knew. he comes across some sort of half-bake
Lf-hearted point about sexuality, knowing full well that he'd never deviate no matter how much he convinces himself otherwise.

Skinny-tie reckons it impresses the girls how he's free thinking and stuff. not like these lads that are so common you know. only he doesn't realize how much we see through him. skinny-tie is ju
Meone you know and not someone you'd call a friend. you wouldn't notice if you hadn't seen him for weeks, but you know you'll see him again.

It's the sound, it's around
It's skinny-tie sensurround

Skinny-tie always asks where the cool party is, but never goes because he chickens out of wearing that gold silky suit that he saw spandu ballet wear on top of the pops and sounds of the 80's. s
-tie doesn't realize that no matter how defensive he gets about it, the 80's probably sucked if you weren't a kid.

It's the sound, it's around
It's skinny-tie sensurround

We've got nothing to prove but you've got something to lose.
We might not take it all, we only want yr rebel soul.
Give a little rebel, i've got a blue heart.
Give a little rebel, and it's a new hurt.
It's time to let the people know.
You'll never take our rebel soul.

A bad influence on youth,
But we're the message of the truth
Teen-c power unites us all
And all the kids have got a rebel soul.

Our spirits will never sell out, but yr mind is a shadow of doubt.
Won't be diluted to satisfy you, no matter what you think is true.
Give a little rebel soul, i'm not your playtoy
Give a little rebel soul, the rebel soul boy.
It's time to let the people know.
You'll never take our rebel soul.

You think yr everything in one
Go home at weekends have some fun
Beat up yr wife the kids are hurt
Just 'cos she didn't iron yr shirt

How can you live with yrself?
How can you live with yrself?
How can you live with yrself?
How can you live with yrself?
You'll end up topping yrself
You'll end up topping yrself
You'll end up topping yrself
No loss to anyone else...

Get to the airport early flight
Make sure yr suits the best in sight
Abuse the staff the way you know
A sexist, racist homophobe

How can you live with yrself...

The garden's pretty and the patio is pretty
But the wife's out the front door, what a pity
She'll get half yr worth to make up for the hurt
And she'll start on her own, disconnect yr phone

Been a creep ever since you met him
It's time for revenge, girl, you're really gonna get him
Kill yr boyfriend (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill yr boyfriend (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Been too long looking at his face
Get out of this misery, get him outta this place
Kill yr boyfriend...

He's a heartless swine, beating you all the time
Get yr gun and kill yr boyfriend

He's lazy and he's selfish too
Come on girl you got somethin' to do
Kill yr boyfriend (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill yr boyfriend (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Easily angered and crap in bed
Gawd how much you want him dead
Kill yr boyfriend (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill yr boyfriend (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Time to get satisfied, so much that you haven't tried
Get yr gun and kill yr boyfriend

Yyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww!

I love you just as much as i say
But if we ever moved in i'd never let you have your way
I'm gonna kill my girlfriend (no, no, no)
Kill my girlfriend (no, no, no)
Maybe you're not so hot yrself
I'm gonna put you back on the shelf
I'm gonna kill my girlfriend (no, no, no)
Kill my girlfriend (no, no, no)

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Kill yr boyfriend!

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Giving the show to children of all ages,
The proveyors of the finest in teen-c power.
Girls and boys, ladies and gentlemen, i give you the pop group, bis.

Sci-fi steven, a secret vampire by night.
Ears and eyes always on the lookout for conspiracies against the teen-c nation.
Lives by the ethic, 'keep yr friends close but yr enemies closer.'

Manda rin, seeker of the truth.
Hairclips and screams used as deadly weapons.
Childlike appearance used as decoy.
A warning to all saboteurs, 'be fooled and be dead'.

John disco, all hail the disco king.
Gaze in wonderment at his skanking ability, but don't stare too long.
His disco feet can hypnotize.
Hear him say, 'travolta ain't got nothin' on me'.

And now coming through the airwaves into yr home.
Introducing the new transistor heroes.

Tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids.

Hey you! fascist man, working on yr masterplan.
We know what we saw, won't let you do more.
Hey you! homophobe, life without yr frontal lobe.
Yr prejudice lies while innocent die.
Hey you! it's the sound, in yr head goes round and round
You want it some more, yr life is a bore.
Hey you! don't be scared, bis are here and we don't care.
We'll expose the lies. it's the defence for the kids.

No use running now, we know what you did
We're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids
Gonna get you now, cuz that's now it is
We're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids

Hey you! poison pen, no use trying to pretend.
You think yr the best, now here's the prole press.
Hey you! businessman, getting as much as you can
We wanted the truth, we still want our youth
Hey you! backstabber, we know who and where you are
You let down the kids, yes that's what you did
Hey you! listen out, teen-c nation gives the shout
Retain the youth. it's the defence for the kids!

No use running...

Oh, oh, oh, oh fighting for the nation's youth
So, so, so, so, we can find out all the truth
No, no, no, no, no use hiding what you did.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, we are gonna tell it to the...1-2...kids!