Anticipation has the habit to set you upFor disappointment in evening entertainment butTonight there'll be some loveTonight there'll be a ruckus, yeahRegardless of what's gone before I want to see all of the things that we've already seenThe lairy girls hung out the window of the limousineAnd of course it's fancy dressAnd they're all looking quite full onIn bunny ears and devil horns Anticipation has the habit to set you upFor disappointment in evening entertainment butTonight there'll be some loveTonight there'll be a ruckus, yeahRegardless of what's gone before I want to see all of the things that we've already seenI want to see you take the jackpot out the fruit machineAnd put it all back inYou've got to understand that you can never beat the bandit, no And she won't be surprised and she won't be shockedWhen she's pressed the star after she's pressed unlockAnd there's verse and chapter sat in her inboxAnd all that it says is that you've drank a lot You should bear that in mind tonightBear that in mind, yeah you shouldBear that in mind tonightBear that in mindYou can pour your heart out but her reasoning will blockAll that you send her after nine o' clock Anticipation has the habit to set you upFor disappointment in evening entertainment butTonight there'll be some love, ohTonight there'll be a ruckus, yeahRegardless of what's gone before And she won't be surprised and she won't be shockedWhen she's pressed the star after she's pressed unlockAnd there's verse and chapter sat in her inboxAnd all that it says is that you've drank a lot You should bear that in mind tonightBear that in mind, yeah you shouldBear that in mind tonightBear that in mindAnd you can pour your heart out around 3 o'clockWhen the 2-for-1s undone the writer's block

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at youAnd what it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you toAnd your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)Oh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sandLighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go! I bet that you look good on the dancefloorI don't know if your looking for romance orI don't know what you're looking forI said I bet that you look good on the dancefloorDancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984From 1984 I wish you'd stop ignoring me, because you're sending me to despairWithout a sound, yeah, you're calling me, and I don't think it's very fairThat your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)Oh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sandLighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go! I bet that you look good on the dancefloorI don't know if your looking for romance orI don't know what ya looking forI said I bet that you look good on the dancefloorDancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984From 1984 Oh, there ain't no loveNo Montagues or CapuletsJust banging tunes in DJ sets andDirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness Well, I bet that you look good on the dancefloorI don't know if your looking for romance orI don't know what ya looking forI said I bet that you look good on the dancefloorDancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984From 1984

Fake Tales of San FranciscoEcho through the roomMore point to a wedding discoWithout a bride or groom There's a super cool band, yeahWith their trilbys and their glasses of white wineAnd all the weekend rockstars in the toiletsPracticing their lines I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out)I don't want to hear, you know (Kick me out, kick me out)I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out)I don't want to hear youI don't want to hear your Fake Tales of San FranciscoEcho through the airAnd there's a few bored faces in the backAll wishing they weren't there And as the microphone squeaksA young girl's telephone beepsYeah she's dashing for the exitOh, she's running to the streets outside "Oh you've saved me,"She screams down the line"The band were fucking wankAnd I'm not having a nice time" I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out)I don't want to hear, you know (Kick me out, kick me out)Yeah but his bird said it's amazing, thoughSo all that's leftIs the proof that love's not only blind but deaf He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's BarI don't quite know the distanceBut I'm sure that's farYeah, I'm sure it's pretty far And yeah, I'd love to tell you all my problemYou're not from New York City, you're from RotherhamSo get off the bandwagon and put down the handbookYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbookGet off the bandwagon and put down the handbookGet off the bandwagon and put down the handbookGet off the bandwagon and put down the handbookYeah

One look sends it coursing through the veins, oh how the feeling racesBack up to their brains to form expressions on their stupid facesThey don't want to say hello like I want to say helloMy heartbeat's at its peak when you're coming up to speak Well I'm so tense and never tenserWell I'll go a bit Frank SpencerAnd I'm talking gibberishTip of the tongue but I can't deliver it ProperlyOh, it's all getting on top of meAnd if it weren't this darkYou'd see how red my face has gone, yeah Everybody's trying to crack the jokes and that to make you smileThose that claim that they're not showing off are drowning in denialBut they're not half as bad as me, say anything and I'll agree'Cause when it comes to acting up, I'm sure I could write the book And now that you're more than a part in the playIt's slightly easier to think what to sayYou had us all standing on our headsDoing our best tricks, yeah Never againNever again, no, will there be another one quite as desirable as youOne look sends it coursing through the veins, oh how the feeling racesBack up to their brains to form expressions on their stupid faces

Get on your dancing shoesThere's one thing on your mindHoping they're looking for youSure you'll be rummaging through Oh and the shit, shock, horrorYou've seen your future brideYeah, but it's oh so absurdFor you to say the first wordSo you're waiting and waiting and The only reason that you cameSo what you scared for?Well don't you always do the sameIt's what you're there for, don't you know The lights are flashingDown in here tonightAnd some might exchange a glanceBut keep pretending to dance Don't act like it's not happeningAs if it's impoliteTo go and mention your nameInstead you'll just do the sameAs they all do and hope for the best The only reason that you cameSo what you scared for?Well don't you always do the sameIt's what you're there for, but no Get on your dancing shoesYou sexy little swineHoping they're looking for youSure you'll be rummaging through And I said the shit, shock, horrorYou've seen your future brideYeah, but it's oh so absurdFor you to say the first wordSo you're waiting and waiting

Well, it's ever so funny'Cause I don't think you're special, I don't think you're coolYou're just probably alrightBut under these lights you look beautiful And I'm strugglingI can't see through your fake tanYeah, and you know it for a factThat everybody's eating out of your hands But what do you know?Oh, you know nothingYeah, but I'll still take you homeOh yeah, I'll still take you homeSo what do you know?Said you don't know nothing Well fancy seeing you in hereYou're all tarted up and you don't look the sameWell, I haven't seen you since last yearYeah, surprisingly you have forgot my name But you know itYeah and you knew it all alongOh, and you say you have forgottenBut you're fibbing, go on tell me I'm wrong So what do you know?Oh, you know nothingYeah, but I'll still take you homeOh yeah, I'll still take you homeSo what do you know?Oh, you don't know nothing, no Woah, woah, woahWoah, woah, woahWoah, woah, woah So what do you know?Yeah, you know nothingYeah, but I'll still take you homeOh yeah, I'll still take you homeI said what do you know?Oh, you don't know nothing, no I fancy you with a passionYou're a Topshop princess, a rockstar tooYou're a fad, you're a fashionAnd I'm having a job trying to talk to you But it's alrightYeah, I'll put it on one side'Cause everybody's lookingYou've got control of everyone's eyesIncluding mine

Up rolls the riot vanAnd sparks excitement in the boysBut the policemen look annoyedPerhaps these are ones they should avoid They got a chase last nightFrom men with truncheons dressed in hatsThey didn't do that much wrongStill ran away though for the laughJust for the laugh Please just stop talking'Cause they won't find us if you doOh those silly boys in blueWell, they won't catch me and you "Have you been drinking son?You don't look old enough to me""I'm sorry officerIs there a certain age you're supposed to be?'Cause nobody told me" And up rolls the riot vanAnd these lads just wind the coppers upThey ask why they don't catch proper crooksThey get their address and their names tookBut they couldn't care less He got thrown in the riot vanAnd all the coppers kicked him inAnd there was no way he could winJust had to take it on the chin

Ask if we can have six in, if not we'll have to have twoYou're coming up our end aren't you? So I'll get one with youOh won't he let us have six in? especially not with the foodHe could've just told us no though, he didn't have to be rude You see her with the green dress? She talked to me at the barWell, how come it's already two pound fifty? We've only gone about a yardDidn't ya see she were gorgeous, she were beyond beliefBut this lad at the side drinking a Smirnoff ice came and paid for her Tropical Reef And I'm sitting going backwards, and I didn't want to leaveI said, "It's High Green mate, via Hillsborough please!" How funny was that sketch earlier, up near that taxi rankOh no you would have missed it, think it was when you went to the bankThese two lads squaring up proper shouting, 'bout who were next in the queue The kind of thing that would seem so silly but not when they've both had a few Well, calm down temper temper, you shouldn't get so annoyedWell you're acting like a silly little boyI know you wanted to be men and do some fighting in the streetThey said, "No surrender. No chance of retreat" I'm sittin in the taxi and I didn't want to leaveI said, "It's High Green mate, via Hillsborough please!" Drunken plots hatched to jump it, ask around are ya sure?Went for it but the red light was showingAnd the red light indicates doors are secure

Well now then Mardy BumI've seen your frownAnd it's like looking down the barrel of a gunAnd it goes offAnd out come all these wordsOh there's a very pleasant side to youA side I much prefer It's one that laughs and jokes aroundRemember cuddles in the kitchenYeah, to get things off the groundAnd it was up, up and awayOh, but it's right hard to remember thatOn a day like today when you're all argumentativeAnd you've got the face on Well, now then Mardy BumOh, I'm in trouble again, aren't II thought as much'Cause you turned over therePulling that silent disappointment faceThe one that I can't bear Well can't we just laugh and joke aroundRemember cuddles in the kitchenYeah, to get things off the groundAnd it was up, up and awayOh, but it's right hard to remember thatOn a day like today when you're all argumentativeAnd you've got the face on Yeah, I'm sorry I was lateBut I missed the trainAnd then the traffic was a stateAnd I can't be asked to carry on in this debateThat reoccurs, oh when you say I don't careBut of course I do, yeah I clearly do So laugh and joke aroundRemember cuddles in the kitchenYeah, to get things off the groundAnd it was up, up and awayOh, but it's right hard to remember thatOn a day like today when you're all argumentativeAnd you've got the face on

Who's that girl there?I wonder what went wrongSo that she had to roam the streetsShe don't do major credit cardsI doubt she does receiptsIt's all not quite legitimate And what a scummy manJust give him half a chanceI bet he'll rob you if he canCan see it in his eyesYeah, that he's got a driving banAmongst some other offenses And I've seen him with girls of the nightAnd he told Roxanne to put on her red lightThey're all infected but he'll be alright'Cause he's a scumbag, don't you knowI said he's a scumbag, don't you know Although you're trying not to listenAvert your eyes and staring at the groundShe makes a subtle proposition“I'm sorry love I'll have to turn you down” Oh, you know he must be up to summatWhat are the chances sure it's more than likelyI've got a feeling in my stomachI start to wonder what his story might be, what his story might be Yeah, 'cause they said he changes when the sun goes downYeah, they said he changes when the sun goes downAnd they said it changes when the sun goes down around hereAround here, oh Look here comes a Ford MondeoIsn't he Mister Inconspicuous?And he don't even have to say 'owtShe's in the stance ready to get picked up Bet she's delighted when she sees himPulling in and giving her the eyeBecause she must be fucking freezingScantily clad beneath the clear night skyIt don't stop in the winter, no And they said he changes when the sun goes downAnd they said he changes when the sun goes downAnd they said it changes when the sun goes down around here Yeah they said it changes when the sun goes downOver the river going out of townAnd they said it changes when the sun goes down around hereAround here What a scummy manJust give him half a chanceI bet he'll rob you if he canCan see it in his eyes that he's got a nasty planI hope you're not involved at all