Shakespear's Sister - Go Lyrics
Bitterness becomes youIt goes well with your hairJust like your sister's earringsOr that funny little shirt you wearNow you're holding partiesFor the ghosts of a Burgess pageConnoisseur, butterfly collectorYou're a living legend in your headYou're so hotYou're so coldYou're so rock'n'rollYou're so closeToo closeGo, go if you wantIt's okayStay if you mustI don't care anywayI'm gonna move onI'm gonna move onI'm gonna move on outStar-struck on QuaaludesA poet on a stakeA substationA pulp fictionYou just never got the hang of itYou've been boughtAnd soldBut you still don't knowAbout rock'n'rollYou're too closeToo closeGo, go if you wantIt's okayStay if you mustI don't care anywayI'm gonna move onI'm gonna move onI'm gonna move on outTake a letter Mr. JonesClose the door, unplug the phonesAnd if anyone should ask youTell them I'm not at homeOh no, I'm digging up rock'n'rollAnd you're close, so close(Shoop shoop, rock'n'roll)(Shoop shoop, shoop shoop)I don't care anyway...I'm moving right on...C'mon...