The Young Punx Lyrics

So, to be frank, we never really saw The Young Punx as a lyrics driven act. The words are really another element like the rest of the sounds designed to build up an overall effect, but they aren't especially intended for deep analysis. I can't see there being any Doctorate Thesis written on the intertextual analyis of repeating "Wake up, make up, bring it up, shake up" 40 times. That said we keep getting emailed by people wanting the lyrics for some of the songs. I mean really quite often. So here are some of them for those of you who are searching...

"You've got to..."

"OK, for this next dance, move to the dancefloor, take your partner by the hand, and repeat these moves after me"

Alright

VERSE
(You've got to) Lock it, and load it, and aim for the heart.
You've got to spin it, and flip it, rewind to the start.
You've got to use it, or lose it, or give it away.
You've got to plug it and play it, yeah.
You've got to match it, and scratch it, and spin it around.
You've got to mash it, and trash it, and torture the sound.
You've got to loop and destroy it, and take it to town.
Tell me what do you think about that?
(You've got to) Race it, and chase it, all over the town.
You've got to fly it, and crash it, right into the ground.
You've got to rip it, and burn it, and pump up the sound.
You've got pod it and blog it, yeah
(You've got to) Pull it, and push it, and jump up and shout.
You've got to work it, and jerk it, and slide it on out.
Insert it, remove it, and wave it about.
Tell me what do you think about that?

CHORUS
You've got to do whatever you want boy
You've got to do whatever you please
You've got to do whatever I tell you
You've got to do whatever I say to me

"Your music is killing me"

Your music is killing me.
Every note you play is chilling me.
I'm up all night, you're thrilling me,
But I'm going crazy.
I'm in a fever, fever, and I really don't know what to do.
I canít eat, canít sleep, ëcos a song can get a hold on you and,
Your beat repeats in my mind like some insanity.
Won't you let me be?

Please help me.
I can't get to sleep at night,
With all the songs you're singing going round inside my head.
Oh I can't get to sleep at night,
With all the songs we're singing going round inside.
It's killing me.

"Young and beautiful"

She’s young and beautiful and says she’s natural.
She’s young and beautiful but not quite natural.
She wants it, she wants it, oh, oh, she wants it.
She bought it, she bought it, oh, oh, she bought it.
Super size, super small, super young, super tall.
Beautiful, natural, not quite biological.
If you want it you can pay. A different face for every day.
Just another nip and tuck. All in search of the perfect (****)

"Rockall"

(album version)

* (Note: All lyrics in 'Rockall’ are created from re-arranging the words (and syllables) of the BBC Shipping Forecast issued by the Met Office at 05:05 on Friday 7th January 2005, read by Alan Smith.)

Good
Rockall!

VERSE 1
Southwest, seven to severe gale nine, storm ten later, rain at times, moderate or good.
Biscay, southwest five to seven, increasing gale eight, perhaps severe gale nine later. Good .

BRIDGE
Tyne, Dogger, German Bight, Humber, Thames, Dover, Wight,
Portland, Plymouth, Dogger, (D-D-Dogger)
Tyne, Dogger, German Bight, Humber, Thames, Dover, Wight,
Portland, Plymouth, now rising.
England and Wales,

CHORUS
Expected to rock all
Expected to rock
Expected to rock all
By midnight tonight
Expected to rock all
Expected to rock
Expected to rock all
By midnight tonight
In the north, expected to rock
In the south, expected to rock
East, expected to rock
West, expected to rock
Expected to rock all
Expected to rock
Expected to rock all
By midnight tonight
(Wintery showers in the North, perhaps violence later)

VERSE 2
Southeast Iceland, southwest, gale eight to storm ten, decreasing five or six, moderate or poor.
Backing east, five to seven, Backing east, five to seven, in southeast Fair Isle later.

REPEAT BRIDGE
REPEAT CHORUS

Good. Now rising. Good. Now rising.
Now rising. Rising. Now rising. Rising. Rising. Rising. Rising.
Rock, rock, rock , rock, rockrockrockrockrockrock
ROCKALL!!!!!

GUITAR SOLO
Rockrockrockrockrockrock ROCKALL!!!!!
Rockall!
Now rising. Now rising. Now Rising. Rising. Now rising.
Rising. Rising. Rising. Rising.
Rock, rock, rock , rock, rockrockrockrockrockrock
ROCKALL!!!!!
Good.

REPEAT CHORUS

Becoming cyclonic in Cromarty.
4/4 909.
Greenwich light vessel automatic.
Soul in the northwest, good.
ROCKALL!!!!