Urges 3:39:Thomas Dolby

Urges

Early evening he get these urges Skin tension under letherette A back bar somewhere in clubland Cigarillo and the scene is set See the bodies-the things are moving Little twitches people can't explain Young bodies, listen to them talking New languagism in their veins Same face in a new situation The mirrorball holds mesmeried He looks around, he's the new Clark Gable...

Urges, urges-he get these urges He don't want to talk about Urges, urges-he get these urges He's not supposed to talk about Urges, urges-these restless urges He don't want to talk about Urges, urges-can't stop the urges Lock them out

She's here the heat is rising He moves slowly she's a china doll By degrees, he'll loosen her composure She knows he knows she knows he knows One word to the man in the pulpit She start twitching and she can't sit still Seven inches of a black star liner...

Urges, urges-she get these urges She don't want to talk about Urges, urges-she get these urges She's not supposed to talk about Urges, urges-these restless urges She don't want to talk about Urges, urges-can't stop the urges Lock them out

Try to contain the stuff that's in your body Bit silly when your head's no good When you're ashamed of things about your body You keep drinking like you knew you would In the footlight the ape in motion Spin circles all across the floor Mouth the words assume the position For a second we can fool them all Girl this time it's a new sensation It's never been this way before I look at you and I feel half human...

Urges, urges-I get these urges I don't want to talk about Urges, urges-I get these urges I'm not supposed to talk about Urges, urges-thse restless urges I don't want to talk about Urges, urges-can't stop the urges Lock them out