Zooropa... Vorsprung durch Technik Zooropa... be all that you can be Be a winner Eat to get slimmer Zooropa... a bluer kind of white Zooropa... it could be yours tonight We're mild and green And squeaky clean Zooropa... better by design Zooropa... fly the friendly skies Through appliance of science We've got that ring of confidence... And I have no compass And I have no map And I have no reasons No reasons to get back And I have no religion And I don't know what's what And I don't know the limit The limit of what we've got Zooropa... Don't worry baby, it'll be alright Zooropa... You got the right shoes Zooropa... To get you through the night Zooropa... It's cold outside, but brightly lit Zooropa... Skip the subway Zooropa... Let's go to the overground Get your head out of the mud baby Put flowers in the mud baby Overground No particular place names No particular song I've been hiding What am I hiding from? Zooropa... Don't worry baby, it's gonna be alright Zooropa... Uncertainty... can be a guiding light Zooropa... I hear voices, ridiculous voices Zooropa... In the slipstream Zooropa... Let's go, let's go... overground Zooropa... Take your head out of the mud baby She's gonna dream up The world she wants to live in She's gonna dream out loud

Catching your bright blue eyes in the freeze frameI've seen them so many timesI feel like I must be your best friend.You're looking fine, so fineDressed up like a lovely day. Babyface, BabyfaceSlow down child, let me untie your lace.Babyface, BabyfaceCover girl with natural grace.How could beauty be so kindTo an ordinary guy? Comin' home late at night to turn you onCheckin' out every frame,I've got slow motion on my side.Turnin' around and aroundWith the sound and colour under my controlRound and around, goin' down,Dressed up like a lovely day. Babyface, BabyfaceSlow down child, let me untie your laceBabyface, BabyfaceTinfoil hair all tied up in laceBabyface, BabyfaceBitter-sweet girl, won't you give me a tasteHow could beauty be so kindTo an ordinary guy? Babyface, BabyfaceSlow down child, let me untie your lace.Babyface, BabyfaceOpen that door, let me unpack my case.Babyface, BabyfaceYou're everywhere, child, you're all over the place.Babyface, BabyfaceYou're comin' to me from outer space.How could beauty be so kindTo an ordinary guy?

Don't moveDon't talk out of timeDon't thinkDon't worryEverything's just fineJust fine Don't grabDon't clutchDon't hope for too muchDon't breatheDon't achieveOr grieve without leave Don't checkJust balance on the fenceDon't answerDon't askDon't try and make sense Don't whisperDon't talkDon't run if you can walkDon't cheat, competeDon't miss the one beat Don't travel by trainDon't eatDon't spillDon't piss in the drainDon't make a will Don't fill out any formsDon't compensateDon't cowerDon't crawlDon't come around lateDon't hover at the gate Don't take it on boardDon't fall on your swordJust play another chordIf you feel you're getting boredI feel numbI feel numbToo much is not enoughI feel numbDon't change your brand Gimme what you gotDon't listen to the bandDon't gape Gimme what I don't getDon't apeDon't change your shape Gimme some moreHave another grapeToo much is not enoughI feel numbI feel numbGimme some moreA piece of me, babyI feel numbDon't pleadDon't bridleDon't shackleDon't grind Gimme some moreDon't curveDon't swerve I feel numbLie, die, serve Gimme some moreDon't theorize, realise, polarise I feel numbChance, dance,dismiss, apologise Gimme what you gotGimme what I don't getGimme what you gotToo much is not enoughDon't spy I feel numbDon't lieDon't tryImplyDetainExplainStart again I feel numbI feel numbDon't triumphDon't coaxDon't clingDon't hoaxDon't freakPeakDon't leakDon't speak I feel numbI feel numbDon't projectDon't connectProtectDon't expectSuggestI feel numbDon't projectDon't connectProtectDon't expectSuggestI feel numbDon't struggleDon't jerkDon't collarDon't workDon't wishDon't fishDon't teachDon't reachI feel numbDon't borrow Too much is not enoughDon't break I feel numbDon't fenceDon't stealDon't passDon't presstryDon't feelGimme some moreDon't touch I feel numbDon't diveDon't sufferDon't rhymeDon't fantasizeDon't riseDon't lieI feel numbDon't projectDon't connectProtect I feel numbDon't expectSuggest Don't projectDon't connectProtect I feel numbDon't expectSuggest

Lemon, see-through in the sunlightShe wore lemon, but never in the deepShe's gonna make you cry, she's gonna make you whisper and moanAnd when you're dry, she draws water from the stoneI feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slippin' underAnd I feel like I'm holding on to nothing She wore lemon, to colour in the cold grey nightShe had heaven, and she held on so tight A man makes a picture, a moving pictureThrough the light projected he can see himself up closeA man captures colour, a man likes to stareHe turns his money into light to look for herAnd I feel like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shoreAnd I feel like I'm swimming out to her Midnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsLemon, see-through in the sunlight A man builds a city, with banks and cathedralsA man melts the sand so he can see the world outside (you're gonna meet her there)A man makes a car (she's your destination) and builds a road to run them on (gotta get to her)A man dreams of leaving (she's imagination) but he always stays behind And these are the days when our work has come asunderAnd these are the days when we look for something other Midnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day begins Midnight is where the day begins Midnight is where the day beginsMidnight is where the day begins Midnight is where the day begins A man makes a picture, a moving pictureThrough the light projected he can see himself up closeA man captures colour, a man likes to stareHe turns his money into light to look for herLemonShe is the dreamer, she's imagination.Through the light projected, he can see himself up close.

Green light, 7-ElevenYou stop in for a pack of cigarettesYou don't smoke, don't even want toHey now, check your changeDressed up like a car crashThe wheels are turning but you're upside downYou say when he hits you you don't mindBecause when he hurts you you feel aliveOh now, is that what it is Red light, grey morningYou stumble out of a hole in the groundA vampire or a victimIt depends on who's aroundYou used to stay up to watch the advertsYou could lip-synch to the talk showsAnd if you look, you look through me And when you talk it's not to meAnd when I touch you, you don't feel a thing If I could stay, then the night would give you upStay, and the day would keep its trustStay, and the night would be enough Faraway, so close up with the static and the radioWith satellite television you can go anywhereMiami, New Orleans, London, Belfast and Berlin And if you listen I can't callAnd if you jump, you just might fallAnd if you shout, I'll only hear youIf I could stay then the night would give you upStay then the day would keep its trustStay with the demons you drownedStay with the spirit I foundStay and the night would be enough Three o'clock in the morningIt's quiet and there's no one aroundJust the bang and the clatter as an angel runs to groundJust the bang and the clatter as an angel hits the ground

You're a precious stoneYou're out on your ownYou know everyone in the worldBut you feel aloneDaddy won't let you weepDaddy won't let you acheDaddy gives you as much as you can take A-ha sha-la, a-ha sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed car A little uptightYou're a baby's fistButterfly kisses up and down your wristWhen you see daddy comingYou're licking your lipNails bitten down to the quick A-ha sha-la, a-ha sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed car You've got a head full of trafficYou're a siren's songYou cry for mamaBut daddy's right alongHe gives you the keys to a flamin' carDaddy's with you wherever you areDaddy's a comfortDaddy's your best friendDaddy'll hold your hand right up to the end A-ha sha-la, a-ha sha-laDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed carDaddy's gonna pay for your crashed car Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright... Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright...Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday alright... Daddy's Gonna Pay For Your Crashed CarZooropa (1993)

"Some Days Are Better Than Others" Some days are dry, some days are leakySome days come clean, other days are sneakySome days take less, but most days take moreSome slip through your fingers and onto the floor Some days you're quick, but most days you're speedySome days you use more force than is necessarySome days just drop in on usSome days are better than others Some days it all adds upAnd what you got is not enoughSome days are better than others Some days are slippy, other days sloppySome days you can't stand the sight of a puppyYour skin is white but you think you're a brotherSome days are better than others Some days you wake up with her complainingSome sunny days you wish it was rainingSome days are sulky, some days have a grinAnd some days have bouncers and won't let you in Some days you hear a voiceTaking you to another placeSome days are better than others Some days are honest, some days are notSome days you're thankful for what you've gotSome days you wake up in the armyAnd some days it's the enemy Some days are work, most days you're lazySome days you feel like a bit of a babyLookin' for Jesus and His motherSome days are better than others Some days you feel aheadYou're making sense of what she saidSome days are better than others Some days you hear a voiceTaking you to another placeSome days are better than others

I have a loverA lover like no otherShe got soul, soul, soul, sweet soulAnd she teach me how to sing Shows me colours when there's none to seeGives me hope when I can't believeThat for the first timeI feel love I have a brotherWhen I'm a brother in needI spend my whole time runningHe spends his running after me When I feel myself going downI just call and he comes aroundBut for the first timeI feel love My father is a rich manHe wears a rich man's cloakGave me the keys to his kingdom comingGave me a cup of gold He said I have many mansionsAnd there are many rooms to seeBut I left by the back doorAnd I threw away the keyAnd I threw away the keyYeah, I threw away the keyYeah, I threw away the key For the first timeFor the first timeFor the first time I feel love

I don't know you And you don't know the half of it I had a starring role I was the bad guy who walked out They said be careful where you aim 'cause where you aim you just might hit You can hold onto something so tight You've already lost it Dragging me down That's not the way it used to be You can't even remember What I'm trying to forget It was a dirty day Dirty day You're looking for explanations I don't even understand If you need someone to blame Throw a rock in the air You'll hit someone guilty From father to son In one life has begun A work that's never done Father to son (And love...it won't last kissin' time) (Repeat 3 times) Get it right There's no blood thicker than ink Hear what I say Nothing's simple as you think Wake up Some things you can't get around I'm in you More so when they put me in the ground These days, days, days run away like horses over the hill These days, days, days run away like horses over the hill... (Repeat and fade until end)

I went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking Under an atomic sky Where the ground won't turn And the rain it burns Like the tears when I said goodbye Yeah I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went drifting Through the capitals of tin Where men can't walk Or freely talk And sons turn their fathers in I stopped outside a church house Where the citizens like to sit They say they want the kingdom But they don't want God in it I went out riding Down that old eight lane I passed by a thousand signs Looking for my own name I went with nothing But the thought you'd be there too Looking for you I went out there In search of experience To taste and to touch And to feel as much As a man can Before he repents I went out searching Looking for one good man A spirit who would not bend or break Who would sit at his father's right hand I went out walking With a bible and a gun The word of God lay heavy on my heart I was sure I was the one Now Jesus, don't you wait up Jesus, I'll be home soon Yeah I went out for the papers Told her I'd be back by noon Yeah I left with nothing But the thought you'd be there too Looking for you Yeah I left with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering