Making Flippy Floppy (Live)
Wait a minute
Everybody, get in line
Nothing can come between us
Nothing gets you down
Nothing strikes your fancy
Nothing turns you on
You don't have to wait for more instructions
No one makes a monkey out of me
We lie on our backs, feet in the air
Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain
Snap into position
Bounce 'til you ache
Step out of line
And you end up in jail
Doctor, doctor
We have nothing in our pockets
We continue
But we have nothing left to offer
Faces pressed against the window
Hey, they're just my friends
Check this out, don't be so slick
Break our backs, it goes like this
We are born without eyesight
We are born without sin
And our mama protects us
From the cold and the rain
We're in no hurry
Sugar and spice
We sing in the darkness
And we open our eyes (open up)
I can't believe it
And people are strange
Our president's crazy
Did you hear what he said?
Business and pleasure
Lie right to your face
Divide it in sections
And then give it away
There are no big secrets
Don't believe what you read
Got great big bodies
Got great big heads
Run-a-run-a-run it all together
Check it out, still don't make no sense
Making flippy floppy, tryin' to do my best
Lock the door, we kill the beast
Kill it!
Everybody, get in line
Nothing can come between us
Nothing gets you down
Nothing strikes your fancy
Nothing turns you on
You don't have to wait for more instructions
No one makes a monkey out of me
We lie on our backs, feet in the air
Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain
Snap into position
Bounce 'til you ache
Step out of line
And you end up in jail
Doctor, doctor
We have nothing in our pockets
We continue
But we have nothing left to offer
Faces pressed against the window
Hey, they're just my friends
Check this out, don't be so slick
Break our backs, it goes like this
We are born without eyesight
We are born without sin
And our mama protects us
From the cold and the rain
We're in no hurry
Sugar and spice
We sing in the darkness
And we open our eyes (open up)
I can't believe it
And people are strange
Our president's crazy
Did you hear what he said?
Business and pleasure
Lie right to your face
Divide it in sections
And then give it away
There are no big secrets
Don't believe what you read
Got great big bodies
Got great big heads
Run-a-run-a-run it all together
Check it out, still don't make no sense
Making flippy floppy, tryin' to do my best
Lock the door, we kill the beast
Kill it!
Credits
Writer(s): Tina Weymouth, Chris Franz, David Byrne, Jerry Harrison
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Take The Highway (Live)
- Vital Signs (Live)
- Expansion (Live 1982)
- Don't Feel Like Talking (The Boarding House, San Francisco '78 KSAN Broadcast Remastered)
- Transmission Impossible (Live)
- Essential
- Burning Down the House / I Get Wild / Wild Gravity [Digital 45]
- Tie Me up Tie Me Down
- The Collection
- Naked [w/Bonus Track]
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