Lyrics

Lies

Baby, baby
Oooh, what do I do
Playing my tune for you
Just to get you in the mood
Everybody’s going to Hollywood
Ah, you’re driving me mad
But I’m smiling at the crowd instead
A lot of money is at stake
This is a hit and that’s a fake

This is what you mean to me
This is what they all should see
Make a make up in a foolish style
Telling the truth by making a big lie
When I come, I come but nothing’s at ease
Breaking up the whole is a modern disease
Maybe you think tomorrow’s just a joke
It’s a joke after joke after joke after joke

My love
Everything’s an interview
And nothing’s really new
And everybody’s looking for clues
And you know what to do with a clue
My love
Get ready for the show
They’re waiting and they will never go-oh-oh
This night is just a go-o-o-oh!
And it’s only for show

Dig that deal and be a millionaire
Drinking cocktails in the stratosphere,
Getting jet lagged with my business friends
In these supersonic wonderlands
There’s a shadow on the graphic display
First he’s smiling then he’s fading away
Maybe he thinks tomorrow’s just a joke
It’s a joke after joke after joke after joke

My love
Everything’s an interview…

My love
Everything’s an interview
And nothing’s really new
And everybody’s looking for clues
And you know what to do with a clue
My love, get ready for the show
They’re waiting and they will never go-oh-oh
This night is just a go-oh-oh-oh
And it’s only for sho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ow…

Yeah! Get ready for the show!!

Lyrics: Gold
Music: Gold-Lloyd-Mertens

Contact:

Alphaville
Postfach 38 01 11
14111 Berlin

Management | Christian Mielke
management@alphaville.de
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Booking | Christian Mielke
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