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Tim Curry: 21 song lyrics

Anyone who had a heart
Could look at me
And know that I love you
Anyone who ever dreamed
Could look at me
And know I dream of you
Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in their arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
And hurt me like you hurt me
And be so untrue
What am I to do

Everytime you go away
I always say
This time it's goodbye dear
Loving you the way I do
I take you back
Without you I'd die dear
Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in their arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
And hurt me like you hurt me
And be so untrue
What am I to do

Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in their arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
And hurt me like you hurt me
And be so untrue
What am I to do

Everytime you go away
I always say
This time it's goodbye dear
Loving you the way I do
I take you back
Without you I'd die dear
Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in their arms and love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
And hurt me like you hurt me
And be so untrue

Oh! Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in their arms and love me too

(repeat three times to fadeout)

TAGS: Read My Lips Tim Curry
Written by Carole Pope and Kevan Staples.

Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.
Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.

My voluptuary bird of paradise,
I fold your wings
I won't think twice.
If the pleasures of the flesh could transcend
Then ecstasy would be my end.
Don't be contrite, let's take flight
I might not feel this open again.
Strutting peacock with azure plumes
Come into my cage, I mean my room.

Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.
Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.

It's intoxicating for me to fantasize like this,
I'd rather be anywhere than this flea-bitten dive.
A funky motel room with a kleig light outside
A Lincoln laying rubber, spraying gravel at the door.
Don't be contrite, let's take flight,
I might not feel this need again.
Swaggering tough, with youth's cruel bloom
Come into my cage, I mean my room.

Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.
Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.

We're from the same jungle
Our existence depends on our underhanded games.
There's no money in the mattress,
No release for your veins.
We're just two jive streetfighters, so don't complain.
Don't be contrite, let's take flight,
I might not feel this sane again.
Alley commando, denim dragoon,
Come into my rage, I mean my room.

Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.
Birds of a feather, flock together, yes they do, yes.

I'm not worth a damn,
Lost in the stars.
A roamer's flesh, watering eyes
Your smoldering reckless,
So insinuating I'm a victim of passion,
In fact a vapid melting bruise, falling bewildered,
Birds of a feather, falling bewildered.

You can Telex my accountant
Call up Tele-Credit, too
I know they sent a monthly statement
But I never read it through
You say you won't accept my Visa
Or American Express
And the computer is suspicious
'Cause I've got no fixed address
Lady, that's a valid document
Check out the way I'm dressed
You know the way I'm feeling now
I'd take a lie-detector test
Paradise lost for capital gain
Traded for a ticket on the gravy train
I can amortize the cost with a minimum of pain
But I need it for a write-off
Can't take another night off
You know I never carry change

I just Charge It
Where do I sign?
Charge It
Show me the dotted line
Charge It
I don't have the time to waste

Charge It
Don't mess around
Charge It I've got to get downtown
'Cause I promised to deliver
To live up to the letter of the
Lord, I'm in a state of grace

Well, I've enjoyed us doing business
But I really must confess
This pompous attitude just isn't calculated to impress
There's a driver in my car outside
Who's easily distressed
Lady, when he's through with you
He's gonna leave your face a mess
Paradise lost for capital gain
Traded for a ticket on the gravy train
I can amortize the cost with a minimum of pain
But I need it for a write-off
Can't take another night off
You know I never carry change

I just Charge It
Where do I sign?
Charge It
Show me the dotted line
Charge It
I don't have the time to waste
Charge It...

Cold Blue Steel out of money
One eye for the beat police
Sweet Fire calling
"You can't deny me now you know what I need"
Underneath the jungle gym
Hollow-grey-fire-escape-thief
Looking for Sweet Fire
Shadow of Lady Release
"Come with me, I know the way" she says
"It's down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
Leave somebody a letter
You can come now or you can come later"

A wristwatch, a ring, a downstairs screamer
Edgy - black cracks of the sky
"Pin-cushion-prick-
Fix this poor sad dreamer!"
"Money" cold shadows reply
Pawnshops crisscrossed and padlocked
Corridors spit on prayers and pleas
Sparks fly up from Sweet Fire
Black soot of Lady Release
"Come with me, I know the way" she says
"It's down, down, down the dark ladder
Do you want to contact somebody first
Leave somebody a letter, does it really matter?
If you can come now or if you can come later"

Red water in the bathroom sink
Fever and the scum brown bowl
Blue Steel still begging
But it's indistinct
Someone's Hi-Fi drumming Jelly Roll
Concrete concentration camp
Bashing in veins for peace
Cold Blue Steel and Sweet Fire
Fall into Lady Release
"Come with me, I know the way" she says
"It's down, down, down the dark ladder..."

I'm a smash at cocktail parties
I keep falling on my face
I can't decide which side my heart is
I'm such a damn disgrace
Can't take me anyplace
Can't take me anyplace
Can't take me anyplace
Hide this face
Hide your face
Hide this face
Hide this face

I reinvent behaving badly
I'm extremely commonplace
Although you know I love me madly
I disturb the populace
Can't take me anyplace
Can't take me anyplace
Can't take me anyplace
Hide this face
Hide your face
Hide this face
Hide this face

I'm the subject of controversy
It's my delicious carapace
But idle gossip never bothered me
I'm the very worst of taste
Can't take me anyplace
Can't take me anyplace
Can't take me anyplace
Can't take me anyplace

Edith Sitwell giving readings
14 Moscow Road
Osbert's giving champagne parties
Sachie's got a cold
Gertrude's hanging pictures
Alice making tea
Me, I do the only thing that still makes sense to me
I Do the Rock
I Do the Rock Rock

John and Yoko farming beef
Raising protein quota
Sometimes they make love and art
Inside the Dakota
Rodney's feeling sexy
Mick is really frightfully bold
Me, I do the only thing that stops me growing old
I Do the Rock
I Do the Rock Rock
I Do the Rock Rock Rock

It's stimulating

Solzhenitzin feels exposed
Built a barbed-wire prison
Nietzsche's six feet under
But his babies' still got rhythm
Einstein's celebrating ten decades
But I'm afraid philosophy is just too much responsibility for me
I Do the Rock
I Do the Rock

Baby Ruth and Dizzy Dean
Best and Colin Cowdrey
Little Mo, Virginia Wade
Pistol Pete and O.J.
I've always liked Di Maggio
And Rockne's pretty Knute you know
I could never whack a ball with such velocity
I Do the Rock
I Do the Rock
I Do the Rock

It's stimulating
I'm a keen student

Liz and Dick and Britt and Liza
Jaclyn, Kate and Farrah
Meg and Roddy, John Travolta
Governor Brown and Linda
Interview and People Magazine
Miss Rona and the Queen
It must be really frightful to attract publicity
I Do the Rock
Myself

Carter, Begin and Sadat
Brezhnev, Teng and Castro
Everyday negotiate us closer to disastro
Idi Amin and the Shah
And Al Fatah is quite Bizarre
I could never get the hang of ideology
I Do the Rock
I Do the Rock
I Do the Rock

Sunshine

Who knows how long I've loved you
You know I always will
If it take an only lifetime
If you ask me to, I will

And when at first I saw you
I didn't know your name
But it never really mattered
For I love you just the same

Love you forever
And forever
Love you with all my heart
Love you whenever we're together
Love you when we're apart

And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the thing you do
Endear you to me
Oh, you know I will
Oh oh you know I will

Love you forever
And forever
Love you with all my heart
Love you whenever we're together
Love you when we're apart

And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the thing you do
Endear you to me
Oh, you know I will
Oh oh you know I will
(Three times now)
Oh oh you know I will

And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the thing you do
Endear you to me
Oh, you know I will
(Two times now)
Oh oh you know I will
(Three times now)
Oh oh you know I will
(How 'bout four times)
Oh oh, you know I will

Baby woke up nervous
She was sweating from the steam heat
Kicked off the covers
Fever burning bright
Paranoia night
Five alarm alert repeats
This city never beats you
But it buries you so deep
And there ain't no love
On the street

Baby's breathing deeply
She's listening to her heart beat
Walks to the kitchen
Dishes in the sink
Baby doesn't think it matters
Maybe read a magazine
And the colored girls go
"Whoop-de-doop-de-doop-ee-doop
Doop-de-doop-de-doop"
'Cause there ain't not love
On the street

Baby needs a frame of reference
Some other place to go to
All-night launderette
Light a cigarette
Jump an usherette
Babe's an all-night diner
She's got a trucker's appetite
And there ain't no love
On the street

Baby's breaking hearts
Baby's breaking dates
Baby's having nightmares
She remembers when she wakes

Well this morning on the radio I heard the DJ say
That the temperature is rising
And it's going to be a real hot day

I took the taxi to the studio at 48th and Broadway
But the engineer was late, made me wait
I said, "Hey man, hey!"
C-c-c-catch me now
Don't let go
C-c-catch me know
Because I'm on a roll
On a roll

Well I only got a minute
And it's such a simple thing to say
You better get it on the first take
I gotta make a matinee
C-c-c-catch me now
Don't let go
Catch me know
Because I'm on a roll
I'm on a roll
On a roll

If you stop to think you'll fall
Gotta go, gotta do, that's all
I've gotta blow because I'm on a roll
I'm on a roll
On a roll
I'm on a roll

C-c-c-catch me now
Don't let go
C-c-c-catch me now
Because I'm on a roll
I'm on a roll!

TAGS: Simplicity Tim Curry
Words and music by David Lasley and Lana Marrano.

I lost a lot of things to the wind
I lost a lot of things to my own sin
I lost my heart when I found you
Well you're not just another ticket
Well you're not just another bum rap
You're live baby, you ain't no alley cat

And I am out of pawn
Finally out of pawn
Ain't no number ticket
No time limit
Ain't nobody cashing in on my heart
Ain't no one cashing in on my heart

I had an aching in my heart
That only you knew how to fix
Didn't know that someone
Could make me feel like this
You've got the sweetest skin
It's like velvet
I can't believe I'm lying here next to you
You make me feel every word you say is true

And I am out of pawn
Finally out of pawn
Ain't no number ticket
No time limit
Ain't nobody cashing in on my heart
Ain't no one cashing in on my heart
Ain't no one cashing in on my heart

Ain't no one, ain't no one
Ain't no one cashing in on my heart
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody,
I am out of pawn, finally out of pawn
I am out of pawn, finally out of pawn

I went down to the Paradise Garage
And took my place in line
The cashier said
"Are you alright?," I said "I'm feeling fine"
I'm a stranger to Nirvana
I don't box outside my weight
But when I stepped out of the taxi
I did not anticipate this feeling
"Oh, excuse me, sir
No, after you"

Baby's got a dream and she can boogie
Daddy's got a groove that's coming clean
Jemima's got a vision of a permanent position
Me, I'm oiling up my dance machine
And it goes like this
And it goes like this
And it goes like this
And it goes like this

I'm from Plainsboro, New Jersey
And I didn't bring a date
I guess, I really wasn't sure
If you'd be boogeying this late
I can't think where I put my wallet
Naive suburban fool
You wouldn't think that I'd spent hours outside
French-polishing my cool and feeling so strange

Baby's got a dream and she can boogie
Daddy's got a groove that's coming clean
Jemima's got a vision of a permanent position
Me, I'm oiling up my dance machine
And it goes like this
And it goes like this
And it goes like this
And it goes like this

I really only stepped inside to vary my routine
You see, I read about this discotheque in New York Magazine
"Hey, Baby,
What's your sign? Haven't we met before?"
I really must suggest
That we've achieved a rare rapport
Hit the ceiling

TAGS: Muppet Treasure Island Tim Curry
Lyrics by Cynthia Weil with music by Barry Mann, for Muppet Treasure Island (1996).
Performed by Tim Curry as Long John Silver, with Dave Goelz, Steve Whitmire, Jerry Nelson, Kevin Clash, Bill Barretta, Mak Wilson, and Barry Mann.
Long John

When I was just a lad looking for my true vocation
My father said now son, this choice deserves deliberation
Though you could be a doctor or perhaps a financier
My boy why not consider a more challenging career

Pirates

Hey ho ho
You'll cruise to foreign shores
And you'll keep your mind and body sound
By working out of doors

Long John

True friendship and adventure are what we can't live without

Pirates and Long John

And when you're a professional pirate

Bad Polly

That's what the job's about

Long John

(Upstage, lads! This is my ONLY number)
Now take Sir Francis Drake, the Spanish all despise him
But to the British he's a hero and they idolize him
It's how you look at buccaneers that makes them bad or good
And I see us as members of a noble brotherhood

Pirates

Hey ho ho
We're honorable men
And before we lose our tempers we will always count to ten

Long John

On occasion there may be someone you have to execute

Pirates and Long John

But when you're a professional pirate

Clueless Morgan

You don't have to wear a suit

Mad Monty

I could have been a surgeon
I like taking things apart

Bad Polly

I could have been a lawyer
But I just had too much heart

Clueless Morgan

I could have been in politics
Cause I've always been a big spender

Brando Pirate

And me...I could have been a contender

Long John

Some say that pirates steal and should be feared and hated
I say we're victims of bad press it's all exaggerated
We'd never stab you in the back, we'd never lie or cheat
We're just about the nicest guys you'd ever want to meet
(Tell the truth, lad. Do you really think that Captain
and the Squire are planning to share the treasure with the
likes of us? And we being the rightful owners, who shed our
blood getting it here. Join us, lad! Donate your compass to
the treasure hunt, and get a full share!)

Pirates and Long John

Hey ho ho
It's one for all for one
And we'll share and share alike with you and love you like a song
We're gentlemen of fortune and that's what we're proud to be
And when you're a professional pirate

Long John

You'll be honest, brave and free
The soul of decency
You'll be loyal and fair and on the square
And most importantly

Pirates and Long John

When you're a professional pirate
You're always in the best of company

Freezing on this corner
Waiting for a ride uptown
Really getting restless
Could have walked that far by now
Now it's after midnight
I need a fast ride
I got to get to you somehow
I got to be right on time
Right on the money
Right on time
Right on the money
Right on time
I can't be one minute late

I would have called a taxi
I couldn't use the lady's phone
She would have gotten crazy
She thinks she's got me for her own
And now the stop light
Feels like a spotlight
I got to get to you right now
I got to be right on time
Right on the money
Right on time
Right on the money
Right on time
I can't be one minute late

Look at me
In waters so deep
Much too far from shore
To see the light of reason anymore
And I'm sinking slowly to the bottom
No emotions to save me
I ain't got 'em anymore

Night and day
I keep drifting farther away
Much too far from home
Where the fires of passion keep me warm
And I'm miles away from where we started
No I don't know the reason that we parted anymore

S.O.S.

I'm gonna do my best
To get a message through to you
Make contact
The way we always did before

S.O.S.

I'm gonna get no rest
'Til I come sailing home to you
Through this storm

And if my voice
Starts suddenly shaking
Don't be confused anymore
It's just the sound of my heart breaking
Ship to shore

S.O.S.

TAGS: Muppet Treasure Island Tim Curry
Lyrics by Cynthia Weil with music by Barry Mann, for Muppet Treasure Island (1996).
Performed by Tim Curry as Long John Silver, with Dave Goelz, Steve Whitmire, Jerry Nelson, Kevin Clash, Bill Barretta, Mak Wilson, Barry Mann, Kevin Bishop, and Frank Oz.
Pirates

When the course is laid and the anchor's weighed
A sailor's blood begins racing
With our hearts unbound and our flag unfurled
We're under way and off to see the world
Under way and off to see the world

Pirates & Crew

Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing

Manly Pirate

Manly men are we

Pirates & Crew

Sailing for adventure on the deep blue sea

Mr. Arrow

Safely now, Mr Silver.
Let's not get sloppy just because we're singing

Pirates

Danger walks the deck we say what the heck
We laugh at the perils we're facing

Gonzo

Every storm we ride is it's own reward

Rizzo

And people die by falling overboard

Pirates

People die by falling overboard

Pirates & Crew

Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing
Hoist the sails and sing

Trelawny

Sailing for adventure on the big blue wet thing

Bad Polly

I love to see 'em cry when they walk the plank

Clueless Morgan

I prefer to cut a throat

Mad Monty

I love to hang 'em high and watch their little
feet try to walk in the air while their faces turn blue

All Three

Just kidding! It's a good life on a boat

Pirates

There are distant lands with burning sands
That call across the oceans

Rats

There are bingo games every fun-filled day

Donna Plagueman

And Margaritas at the midnight buffet

Pirates

Margaritas at the midnight buffet

Pirates & Crew

Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing

Statler & Waldorf

Should have took a train

Pirates & Crew

Sailing for adventure on the bounding main

Jim

The salty breezes whisper
Who knows what lies ahead
I just know I was born to lead the life my father led

Long John

The stars will be our compass
Wherever we may roam
And our mates will always be
Just like a family
And though we may put into port the sea is always home

Trelawny

Alright, Mr. Bimbo!
I didn't know you had such a good singing voice.
You're welcome!

Pirates

We'll chase our dreams standing on our own
Over the horizon to the great unknown

Pirates & Crew

Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing
Bold and brave and free
Sailing for adventure

Rizzo

It's so nauseating

Pirates

Sailing for adventure

Gonzo

So exhilarating

Pirates

Sailing for adventure

Rats

We're all celebrating

Pirates, Crew, & Rats

On the deep blue sea

TAGS: Best Of Tim Curry Tim Curry
Written by Bob Dylan. Previously unreleased live version of song on the Best of Tim Curry CD.

They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark.
She looked at him, and he felt a spark tingle to his bones.
It was then he felt alone, and wished that he'd gone straight,
and watched out for a simple twist of fate.

They walked along by the old canal.
A little confused, I remember well.
Stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burning bright.
She felt the heat of the night, and hit him like a freight train.
Moving with a simple twist of fate.

A saxophone somewhere far off playing,
as she was walking on by the arcade.
As a light burst through a beat up shade, where he was waking up.
She dropped the coin into the cup of another blind man at the gate.
And forgot about a simple twist of fate.

He woke up, the room was bare.
He didn't see her anywhere.
He told himself she didn't care.
Push the window open wide.
He felt that emptiness inside, to which cheaters could not blame.
Caught on by a simple twist of fate.

She hears the ticking of the clock,
and walks along with a parrot that talks.
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks, where the sailors all come in.
Maybe she'll come out again.
How long must he wait?
One more time, for a simple twist of fate.

People told me it's a sin,
to know and feel too much within.
Still I feel she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
She was born in spring,
and I was born too late!
Baby! Baby! Baby!
On a simple twist of fate. Twist the night away.
Come on baby, peppermint twist.

TAGS: Bob Babbitt Simplicity Tim Curry
Words by Tim Curry. Music by Tim Curry, Bob Babbitt, and Charles Collins.

I try every way I know to tell you
I run down all my clever ways
Every smart forever phrase
How am I going get a, heck of another love letter
But you deserve better babe
The hardest thing for me
Is true simplicity
But it's the only thing that's good enough for you

Every day I wake up later
I'm afraid to face the sun
I want to hide from everyone
Memory is bitter
Tell myself I'm no quitter
But the gold no longer glitters babe
The hardest thing for me
Is true simplicity
But it's the only thing that's good enough for you

Blood in a bucket
No rhyme, mainline, sunshine
And it's the nearest this boy's been to joy
And I do believe
I shall believe
I shall be free
On the day you say you need me
Need me, need me, yeah

I push the doorknob to the booze
I might try out for the blues
Aching and lonely
What does it take to telephone me
I'm much too close to breaking
But I do believe
I shall believe
I shall be free
On the day you say you need me
Need me, need me, yeah
Yeah, yeah

The hardest thing for me
Is true simplicity
It's the only thing that's good enough for you

(repeat twice to fadeout)

I'm giving up this restless life
My wayward friends
The bad advice they give
I'm settling down to keep you company

I'm starting over
One more time
A change of heart
I've crossed the line again
It took me all this time to see
That what we've got is
Something short of paradise
A little bit less than we might like
I know this ain't heaven
It's close enough for me
I know this ain't heaven
It's close as I'll ever be

It won't be easy
Changing style
The shape I'm in
It just might take awhile
But in the end
I know you're going to see
That what we've got is
Something short of paradise
A little bit less than we might like
I know this ain't heaven
It's close enough for me
I know this ain't heaven
It's close as I'll ever be

TAGS: Disney's Music from the Park Tim Curry
Lyrics by Tom Blackburn with music by George Bruns. Performed by Tim Curry for Disney's Music from the Park CD.

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier

(Oh, it's funky!)
(But it has a country feel)
(Is that Tower of Power?)

Born on a mountain top in Tennessee
The greenest state in the land of the free
Raised in the woods so's he knew ev'ry tree
Kilt him a bear when he was only three
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier
(Well, somebody had to map it)

Fought single-handed through many a war
Till the enemy was whipped and peace was in store
And while he was handling this risky chore
He made himself a legend for evermore
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man knew no fear
(So romantic)

(Now he gets responsible)
He went off to Congress and served a spell
Fixing up the Government and the laws as well
Took over Washington so I heard tell
And he patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
Davy, Davy Crockett, seeing his duty clear

When he came home his politicking was done
And the western march had just begun
So he packed his gear and his trusty gun
And lit out a-grinning to follow the sun
Davy, Davy Crockett, leading the pioneer

(Just think about all that wilderness, and nobody had really been there before)
(And just him and his gun, and I should think the odd burro, or something)
(Somebody to carry a few things and probably somebody to take down the tent)
(Oh, if...I don't...did they have Zippos then?)
(Lighting the campfire, and quite hard to find sausages...or a frying pan)
(He also had that extraordinary hat, remember that hat?)
(Made out of some sort of animal - a raccoon, I think)
(Striped, with a stripey...I remember him singing this song when I was very little)
(Sort of a stripey tail on his hat - very, very strange look)

TAGS: FernGully: The Last Rainforest Tim Curry
Written by Thomas Dolby for FernGully: The Last Rainforest (1992). Performed by Tim Curry as Hexxus.

Mmm... sludge...
Mmm... filth!
Aah!.. fumes...
Oooh.. cack!

Oil and grime... poison sludge
Diesel clouds and noxious muck
Slime beneath me... slime up above
Ooh you'll love my (ah-ah-ah) toxic love

Toxic love

I see the world and all the creatures in it
I suck 'em dry and spit 'em out like spinach
I feel the power - it's growing by the minute
And pretty soon you're gonna see me wallow in it

I feel good - a special kind of horny
Flowers and trees depress and frankly bore me
I think I'll spew them all with cyanide salive
Pour me a puke cocktail and take me to the driver!

Filthy brown acid rain
Pouring down like egg chow mein
All that's foul - all that's stained
Breeding in my toxic brain

And after dinner I could go for something sweet
REVENGE! for all those years locked in a tree!
I'll crush and grind all creatures great and small
And put up parking lots and shiny shopping malls

'Cause greedy human beings will always lend a hand
With the destruction of this worthless jungle land
And what a beautiful machine they have provided
To slice a path of doom with my foul breath to guide it

Hit me one time!
Hit me twice!
Aaah - that's rather nice!

Oil and grime...poison sludge
Diesel clouds and noxious muck
Slime beneath me...slime up above
Ooh you'll love my (ah-ah-ah) toxic love.

TAGS: Bob Babbitt Michael Kamen Simplicity Tim Curry Working On My Tan
Words by Tim Curry. Music by Tim Curry, Bob Babbitt, Charles Collins, Bob Kulick, Michael Tschudin, and Michael Kamen.

Nikki's at the campsite in the caravan
On the Riviera.
Every night the bugs bite.
Catch her if they can.
But she don't hear of it.
She say, "I'm working on my tan. Oh man. Working on my tan. Oh man.
Working on my tan."

Harvey sing Calypso in the hotel band
But it's just financial.
Playing for the "dipsoes" and the also-ran.
But he ain't anxious, man.
He say, "I'm working on my tan. Oh man. Working on my tan. Oh man.
Working on my tan."

Hunt yourself an island.
Hitch down to the beach.
The sun belong to everyone.
In everybody's reach.
If confined to dry land, heal yourself a beach.
Hey c'mon, son of a gun.
Do I have to teach you what to say?

Take a bus, take a truck.
Take a bus, take a truck.
Take a bus, take a truck.
But take along your good look.

Do it in Jamaica.
Do it in Japan.
Do it in Siberia.
Give us all a break And do it in Iran.
Do it in Afghanistan.

Everybody say-ay.
I'm working on my tan. Oh man.
Working on my tan. Oh man.
Working on my tan.

Sunshine, sunshine.
Sunshine, sunshine.

Working, working.
Working on my tan. Oh man.
Working on my tan.
(repeated to fadeout)