, toughen up, play tough. Johnny can't program, sure enough Put a leather in your cap, play tough Sugar-boom, sugar-boom, that's the stuff Comb your hair play tough No zap
to recognize Whether we all live in Zap city Young girls flock to the beaches Checkin' out boys, checking out creatures Pacify, sanctify To the old deal, Zap city Zap
His heart is breaking His heart is breaking His heart is breaking His heart is breaking His heart is breaking
's always trouble It follows us around Everywhere we seem to go Every city, every town There's always trouble It follows us around 1, 2, 3, 4 Who's that knocking at the door? Zap
Bonjour Munyungo Bonjour Angel Bonjour Billy Bonjour Mark Bonjour Vinx [More stutter du Francais]
What of the blessings? Of the tired arms waiting for more? At times And if you sleep And the pressure is then off Where has it gone? What blazing white
My grandma and your grandma Were sittin' by the fire My grandma told your grandma "I'm gonna set your flag on fire" Talk 'bout, hey now, hey now Hey
I sat in my room So dismal and blue Feeling that I can Communicate with you So I picked up my thoughts Picked up paper and pen I know there are causes
What can I do, I can't find the words I'm trying and trying, I wait Nothing happens I scream inside myself instead I can't express myself with my hands
That night I was walking and walking I found myself in an open square at two The square was dirty, full of garbage Paper plastic tin cans There were people
Under the ray of soft moonshine Making their way, to do sunshine, If only they could save their love Been searching for a reason What's really killing
I just want to tell you I'm with and behind you Do what you have to do I'll still be there It's like two trees Neighbors for a thousand years It's like
Chorus Atchouma gonna hold you Mister Atchouma any any way Comment ca va? I ask her Comment ca va? SO happiness Things have changed in wonderland Since
Nilipata Rafiki Na penda rafiki Na bakie Sit down here'n Tell me a story When you're with friends No need to hurry No more rush, no more haste No more
Gbo gba nso matane N' gbo n' gbo ha Gbo gba nso matane He, he I play my station At the start of the game I never give my name I grant myself These very
Lavender skies over Avenue 8, Beats fill the streets from the sidewalk DJ, Chattering nightbirds in hollow chin trees, Good pals sip coffee in a mocha
Au fait, j'ai voulu tetete'le'phoner Pour te demander Allo, queLqu'chose quoi Tchika in the ktcha and the kitcha in
I know nothing yet about him I just feel his love connected to mine I can talk about him endlessly I know he's the one of my life I know it's the beauty
