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Tytuł: Ideal man

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Hey Hey
  
   Big business rakes in the dollars
   Giving disco boys a pair of fake collars
   Even though you need an image to follow
   Then make money from the garbage he swallows
   Trapped in a web that you don't understand
   Forced out in the cold by the family plan
   With your tounge hanging out dick in your hand
   Talking bout the Ideal Man
  
   So when they get you at the end of the day
   Holding out your hand for a pentance in pay
   With your tongue hanging out and a hole in your brain
   Don't you think that your going insane
   Finally discover that you haven't got it made
   Don't know what to do when you make it to the end of the day
  
   So let's examine the ideal guy
   With his toothpaste smile
   And his Jiorucci tie
   All that money
   Lessons to learn
   All those brain cells get too burned
  
   Cause he's trapped in a web
   Forced out in the cold
   With his tounge hanging out
   Just waiting to get old
  
   Yo, Where'd I put that guitar?
  
   So here we are at the end of the day
   Holding out our hand for a pentance in pay
   Hole in your pocket, hole in your brain
   Don't you think that you're going insane?
   Finally discover that you haven't got it made
   Don't know if you make it if you make it to the end of the day