Republica Lyrics
Republica Lyrics

This is Republica's first album, released in 1996. It features songs like "Ready To Go."


Ready To Go

You're weird, in tears, too near and too far away,
He said, saw red, went home stayed in bed all day,
Your t-shirt, dish dirt,
Always love the one you hurt

It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops shouting out,
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out
It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops having it
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out, shout it out

You sleep, too deep, one week is another world
Big mouth, big mouth, drop out, drop out
You get what you deserve
You're stange, insane, one thing you can never change

It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops shouting out,
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out
It's a crack, I'm back yeah standing
On the rooftops having it
Baby I'm ready to go
I'm back and ready to go
From the rooftops shout it out, shout it out

Abused, confused, always love the one that
hurt ya hurt ya hurt ya

It's a crack, baby I'm ready to go
Baby I'm ready to go...


Bloke

You've got red shoes, and the sports car
You think you're really cool, I gotta say
You just don't know what games to play
You like football, and play on saturdays
When the weekends gone, you go to work
In a nasty office as a filing clerk

So don't you tell me, I'm not listening
I've already heard it
You better watch you're back
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on

Mobile, but bo conversation
You've got credit cards, megadrive
Fax me lunch, Mr. 9 to 5
You've got timeshare, for your holidays
It's the same routine, the life you lead
The friends you keep, you're lack of taste

So don't you tell me, I'm not listening
I've already heard it
You better watch you're back
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on


B****

I want everything, I want everything
I want a limousine, a diamond ring
I want everything
I wanna taste the good life
I wanna sip from the golden cup
I wanna drink champagne in the early morning hours of
the city nights
And if I stay out late
Don't wait up for me
One dove two hearts
A free ride to be who I wanna be
One life one vision
Street life just for the hell of it
One dove two hearts
A free ride to be who I wanna be
One life one vision, one vision
I want the best of both worlds
I want total attraction
I want a piece of the cake
A piece of the action
I'm gonna take it to the limit
And get more than I bargained for
There's no regrets make no mistake
I gonna get what I want
Whatever it takes
And if I push too far don't wait up for me
One dove two hearts
A free ride to be who I wanna be
One life one vision
Street life just for the hell of it
One dove two hearts
A free ride to be who I wanna be
One life one vision, one vision
I wanna sip from the golden cup
I wanna drink champagne
I want everything


Get Off

One more day on the roller coaster
If I scream they spin me faster
Everything gone backwards
And I, upside down
Stop me dead oh I think I'm falling
One more line and it will be morning
Hit the floor
So stop the traffic
Stop the clock, stop the lot
I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you
One more job in the supermarket
One more kick to get me started
Everyone get on board
This ship is sinking
Hanging out I don't want to be there
Took a train to another city
Chinese food in a tower frenzy
Why I'm here is mystery to me
So stop the traffic
Stop the clock, stop the lot
I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you
And like a speeding car you want more! more! more!
And like a rattlesnake I hate
I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you
And like a speeding car you want more! more! more!
And like a rattlesnake I hate
I wanna get off, I wanna get off with you
I wanna get off...


Picture Me

Picture me, on a postcard
Picture me, on a magazine
Call me on my private number
You've got my photograph
On your bedroom wall
Picture me - Coz everybody wants her
On a postcard - She makes them smile
Picture me - And everybody needs her
On a magazine - Once in a while
Call me - Coz everybody wants her
On my private number - She makes them smile
You've got my photograph - And everybody needs her
On your bedroom wall - Once in a while
She is wanted, she is smart
She'll make you special
She's got it down to an art
She don't argue, she's on time
She is available
She'll make you feel fine
She is wanted, she is smart
She'll make you special
She's got it down to an art
She don't argue, she's on time
She is available
She'll make you feel fine
Picture me - Coz everybody wants her
On a postcard - She makes them smile
Picture me - And everybody needs her
On a magazine - Once in a while
Picture me...


Drop Dead Gorgeous

Backwords words, he got em
Shut up, I'm talking
This time, you'll listen
But when I look at you you're forgiven
You drive, too fast and
I smoke, too much and
My heart, is broken
But when I look at you you're forgiven
You're forgiven
I know my ex-boyfriend lies
Oh he does it every time
It's just his permanent disguise
Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous
Don't go changing every time
Not for me to comprimise
You're still a friend of mine
Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous
Yeah - end of, stop sulking
Get out, you're walkin
Too bad, I've spoken
But when I look at you you're forgiven
Your lies, don't want em
Drop dead, not joking
This thing, is broken
But when I look at you you're forgiven
You're forgiven
I know my ex-boyfriend lies
Oh he does it every time
It's just his permanent disguise
Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous
Don't go changing every time
Not for me to comprimise
You're still a friend of mine
Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous
I know my ex-boyfriend lies
Oh he does it every time
It's just his permanent disguise
Yeah yeah but he's drop dead gorgeous
Don't go changing every time
Not for me to comprimise
You're still a friend of mine
Yeah yeah and you're drop dead gorgeous
You're forgiven
Yeah yeah
Drop dead


Out Of THe Darkness

Get up, Alarm clock, Lip gloss, what a shock
Get dressed, front door, more stress what for?
Trapped in your world
You know you're trappped in your world
Lunch hour, fast food, telephone, more abuse
V.U. headache, cigarettes, coffee break
Trapped in your world
You know you're trappped in your world
(Come out of the darkness)
Come out of the darkness, over the tower blocks
Into the light
Go into the rush hour, out of the factory
Leave it behind
Turn on your TV., back to suburbia, every night
Come out of the darkness, over the offices, into the light

(Come out of the darkness)
Leave work, happy hour, too drunk by far
bus full, waterloo, fall asleep on the tube
Trapped in your world
You know you're trappped in your world
Vodka, lemonade, ashtrays, what a shame
Poor cow, sits alone, pubs close, go home
Trapped in your world
You know you're trappped in your world
(Come out of the darkness)


Wrap

Wrap your body around me so we are one
Wrap your arms and your legs and your hands and your
tounge
Wrap your words and your life
Your feelings and pain
Wrap your cheatin's and your memories
Wrap your touch and your shame
Wrap your body around me
In you I will hide
Wrap your cold and your warm
Wrap your truth and your lies
Wrap your past and your plans
Wrap your secrets and hair
What you keep to yourself
And baby what you share
Wrap my body in you
Wrap your body around me so it feels like home
And where your heart is and your pictures
And your keys and clothes
Wrap your language and your places
Your sex and your taste
What you love and you hate
Wrap your body around me
Till it hurts I said
I wanna get lost in your news
And your bed
Tie me with your juices
Your tears and your sweat
Take me with your muscles
Your teeth and your scent
Wrap my body in you...


Don't You Ever
Marilyn baby, wants to be a pop star
She's seventeen, and very unhappy
Frankie baby, used to be a big fish
He's ethnic boy and aint got no money
And Holly wouldn't be so precious
If the beach bum beauties
Weren't so delicious in Hollywood
Who cares anyway?
Who really cares anyway?
Frankie baby, sees punks on the sidewalk
Freaks on the freeway
Someone blows a kid away
Have a nice day
And sweet sweet Marilyn
A streetwise heroine
A tricks, a fix, a fix, a tricks, a fix, a fix
She'll do anything
And Holly woudn't be so tragic
When everybody trips the light fantastic
In Hollywood
Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway?
In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers
Who cares anyway?
Holly doesn't give a damn...
Holly doesn't give a damn...
Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway?
In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers

Turn your head off, turn the music up
Dont't let it push you down
Out of hand get off
Don't ever think of him
Don't ever let him in
He'll go round and round and round
And make your head spin
He'll go round and round and round
And make your head spin
You're a big boy with a big mouth
Talkin big time just spit it out
Take the back seat till you feel alright
You get your own way, all day, every time
Love me hate me hurt me and break me
Want me take me but don't ever leave me
Don't you ever leave me don't you ever don't you ever
Push the boat out keep your feelings in
He tore your world apart, never start giving him
Don't promise anything
He'll see the state you've been
Hand on your heart, never lasts, didn't it
You got a small mind in a small town
Let your head spin give me the run around
I wish I didn't care, I wish I wasn't there
You get your own way, all day, everywhere
Want me take me but don't ever leave me
But don't ever leave me
I wish I didn't care
I wish I wasn't there
You get your own way
All day everywhere
Love me hate me hurt me and break me
Want me take me but don't ever leave me
Hate me hurt me and break me
Want me take me but don't ever leave me
Hate me hurt me and break me
Want me take me but don't ever leave me
(Don't you ever leave me)
Hate me hurt me and break me
Want me take me but don't ever leave me


Holly

Marilyn baby, wants to be a pop star
She's seventeen, and very unhappy
Frankie baby, used to be a big fish
He's ethnic boy and aint got no money
And Holly wouldn't be so precious
If the beach bum beauties
Weren't so delicious in Hollywood
Who cares anyway?
Who really cares anyway?
Frankie baby, sees punks on the sidewalk
Freaks on the freeway
Someone blows a kid away
Have a nice day
And sweet sweet Marilyn
A streetwise heroine
A tricks, a fix, a fix, a tricks, a fix, a fix
She'll do anything
And Holly woudn't be so tragic
When everybody trips the light fantastic
In Hollywood
Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway?
In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers
Who cares anyway?
Holly doesn't give a d***...
Holly doesn't give a d***...
Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway?
In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers



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