Manners & Physique

Adam ant/andre cymone

Down in piccadilly down in west one
They dress like laurence harvey
The immaculate son
She looks good and lovely
A sight for all to see
With a voice you could get lost in
Eighteen.....

He's a practical man
Gonna catch you if he can

Down in piccadilly down in west one
Drinking cups of coffee
In fortnum and mason
She looks good and lovely
Trained in luxury
With a voice you could get lost in
Eighteen.....

He's a practical man
Gonna catch you if he can

Lock up your daughters

Down in piccadilly down in west one
If you're really lucky
You'll see francis bacon
He paints good and lovely
A sight for all to see
In a world you could get lost it
Eighty.....

Here they come here they come
Piccadilly west one
It's real what they feel
No doubt about it
Here they come here they come
Piccadilly west one
Get rich quick
And live to count it

Adam ant/kevin rowland

I'll take it round
Round by round
And i will pay if you don't mind
So just say hello
Or even stare
But don't talk about me
When i'm standing there

So you run your life
And i'll run mine
Don't ask how i am
You're no friend of mine
I've made my own bed
It suits me fine
I don't know your name
But you sure know mine

I'm not hard to get on with
You'd try the patience
Of a saint

If you keep on talking to me
With all of your crude advice
I'll talk to you my friend
And it won't be nice
If you keep on doing what you're doing
I'm gonna vexed with you
If you keep on doing what you're doing
You're gonna be next

I'll take it round
Round by round
Don't want to hear bells when i hit the ground
After awhile you get used to pain
If you knock me down
I'll just get up again
Now these things i say
Sound hard for you
Well that's just because
You've got no point of view
Some people talk and never do
And that's the big difference
Between me and you

If you keep doing what you're doing......

Adam ant/marco pirroni/andre cymone

Once is never enough
Never is never was
Here and now is all that counts
Here and now in large amounts
Be beautiful but shut up
The going can be real tough

You can keep your fancy bars
Clubby friends and fast cars
And when the going gets hard
You can eat your credit cards
I really tried to fight it
But what the hell i like it

There is always room at the top
Don't let them tell you there is not
Made in england born and bred
An eighteenth century brain
In a twenty first century head

Room at the top -- so eighteenth century
Room at the top -- so eighteenth century
Room at the top
There's always room

If some of this fits some of you
Or like the things that you might do
It's the pleasure and the pain
That makes us do it all again
They say
Be beautiful and shut up
The going can be real tough

Adam ant/marco pirroni

Have a lucky charm and a usual crew
And a wild guitar 'cos it's good for you
Get a pair of legs about three feet long
And a dangerous jane to lay kisses on

But be young dumb and full of it
Young dumb and full of it full of it

Keep your friends real close
And keep your enemies closer
And be a real hoss carwright on the ponderosa
Get a kingsize brain with the funk gone wrong
And bite the hand that you feed upon

But be young dumb and full of it
Young dumb and full of it full of it

Show the squares some class with some bravado
And a whiff of the kicks that they'll never know
Tell the party jerk if he shows again
You're gonna work on his head with a six foot chain.

But be young dumb and full of it
Shake up new york shakedown gypsy

The trouble with mary and the truth about frank
They wanted the money but they wouldn't rob banks
They wouldn't just get down yelling for the hell of it
Should have been young dumb and full of it full of it

Adam ant

There they go the buccaneers
Hand and hand in leather glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love

Bright lights, black leather
Bright lights, black leather

Some towns make me anxious
Others sane but sad
But west berlin's by far the strangest time
I ever had

All night town of punks and art
All saying look at me
Never seen so much black leather
Even on car hoods
Surrounded by east germany
So

They want to know just who you are
Or how they can amuse you
Squatters freaks mohicans
Or even a wall of voodoo

If i had to sum it up
Without sounding too clever
I'd have to say my life has been
A case of bright lights
Black leather