On Your Radio Joe Jackson

Ex-friends, ex-lovers and enemies I've got your case in front of me today All sewn up Ex-bosses you never let me be I got your names and your numbers filed away I've grown up See me Hear me Don't

King Of The World Joe Jackson

Hello one and all Was it you I used to know Can't you hear me call On this old ham radio All I got to say I'm alive and feeling fine If you come my way You can share my poison wine No marigolds in the

Steppin' Out Joe Jackson

"Now The mist across the window hides the lines But nothing hides the color of the lights that shine Electricity so fine Look and dry your eyes We So tired of all the darkness in our lives With no

The Old Songs Joe Jackson

There goes another one Another happy couple on the road to emptiness I think of my father and mother Can they imagine how two people can get in this mess But the old songs say, "Love's forever" And the

Steppin' Out (Album Ver.) Joe Jackson

Now The mist across the window hides the lines But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine Electricity so fine Look and dry your eyes We So tired of all the darkness in our lives With no more

My House Joe Jackson

Moving my car forward a foot at a time Another red light, another warning sign Is that rain on the windshield?

Jumpin' Jive Joe Jackson

Palamar, shalamar, swanny shore Let me dig that jive once more Boys, take it right on down to the gator Oh boys, gotta take a side elevator Can't you hear those hip cats call Come on boys let's have a

King Pleasure Time Joe Jackson

King Pleasure is on a mission To take the power from the local politicians He's come to party and he shows it He rules the world, well, man, everybody knows it It's King Pleasure time So show respect,

Look Sharp! Joe Jackson

Big shot, tell you what, tell me what goes on around here Go on and get me in the corner, smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer Tell me that this world is no place for the weak Then you can look me in

Amateur Hour Joe Jackson

Don't make me sad Talking 'bout tomorrow It's not so bad We were doing fine just then You'll move on up, you'll move on out And you won't cry Cause your amateur hour is over You're only going where

Fairy Dust Joe Jackson

Here See the little queer There's a volunteer Don't you think he should get a haircut now Like in the Marines All the magazines Got a way for everyone to shape up You don't want to fall behind Choking on

Steppin Out J.J. Jackson

Steppin' Out Jackson Joe (words and music by Joe Jackson) Now - The mist across the window hides the lines But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine Electricity's so fine Look and

Poor Thing Joe Jackson

Just think of the millions and millions of people Who could have existed, but didn't exist Yet here we are And the millions and millions of planets and stars Never listed on anyone's list And here we are

Satellite Joe Jackson

I remember lying wide awake at night Had to have you at my side to make it right You were my high and low You taught me to fly And I would always be your satellite I remember floating free of appetite

Mad At You Joe Jackson

When you're fixing your make-up You know you take too long And when you mix me a drink up You know you mix it too strong And when you fix me a breakfast You know you fix it too late With the wrong kind

Happy Ending Joe Jackson

When you're fixing your make-up You know you take too long And when you mix me a drink up You know you mix it too strong And when you fix me a breakfast You know you fix it too late With the

Little Bit Stupid Joe Jackson

You stole a wig from your sister And a gun from your dad I guess I knew when I kissed ya You're a little bit mad You don't care if you get sick Living on bubble gum Maybe too much lipstick Made your mouth

Be My Number Two Joe Jackson

And if you got something to say to me, Don't try to lay your funny ways on me. I know that it's really not fair of me, But my heart's seen Too much action.

Citizen Sane Joe Jackson

If you want to live forever Ask a doctor, someone clever He can put you on or get you off Of the drug do jour All you kings and martyrs All the little girls and boys Will thank you when you start us Safely

Friday Joe Jackson

be silly and her friends just smiled Pass the bottle Wash the pills down, what went wrong What went wrong She don't care no more She don't need to fight it She don't care no more She gets paid on

Steppin\' Out (Sight And Sound In Concert:Joe Jackson 2 22/01/1983) Joe Jackson

weekend through the door Come words of wisdom from the world outside If you want to know \'bout the bishop and the actress If you want to know how to be a star If you want to know \'bout the stains on

Hit Single Joe Jackson

You might have seen me hangin' 'round I never miss one night I could be on the town I used to be another one like you Always running home to that special one or two And when I think of all the years of

Ever After Joe Jackson

Now that you're gone Nothing is wrong But every thing's changed Words in your hand Do I set them in stone Or throw them away Now everything we did Like photographs that always moved (And that wasn't strange

Solo (So Low) Joe Jackson

Solo, it isn't a dream Solo, it's just what it seems An empty thing Waitin' on somebody who never calls Listening in the night to something Scratching 'round behind the walls Solo, with no one to care

The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy Joe Jackson

It happened one night At three in the morning The devil appeared In my studio room And he said I'm your pal And I'll make you a deal Blow away your struggle And I'll take your soul for a toy After rubbing

Wild West (Live At The Roundabout Theatre, New York City/1986) Joe Jackson

Valley to California sun From New Amsterdam to the way the West was won Well years will go by when you won't get nowhere You're cold and you're tired and you're free and you don't care You keep pushin' on

T.V. Age Joe Jackson

Here we stand - (remote control buttons in our sweaty little hands) As one man - (we're lining up and waiting for someone's command) We don't move - (we send out for food, get the news on video) I can

T.V. Age (Album Version) Joe Jackson

"Here we stand - (Remote control buttons in our sweaty little hands) As one man - (We're lining up and waiting for someone's command) We don't move - (we sent out for food, get the news on video) I can

Oh Well Joe Jackson

I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to Oh no, oh come on Oh well Stop Now

Bright Grey Joe Jackson

She says that he's pouring fuel on the fire He turns around and calls her a liar She says I'm trying to reach a higher plan Someone around here's sane God only knows if it's you or me He says that she's

Blue Flame Joe Jackson

I've got some walls around me, too But they're not much compared to your house Fifty feet high, with barbed wire Guards on the top, aiming rifles at your lovers one by one And friends, too I've come with

Goin' Downtown Joe Jackson

Joe Jackson and Drew Barfield) I could cool out I could hang loose I could lay my head back in this comfortable noose I could watch the paint dry On these rented walls Or I could run wild with the first

I'm The Man Joe Jackson

I'll speak To the masses throughout the media And if you got anything to say to me You can say it with cash 'Cause I got the trash and you got the cash So baby we should get along fine So give me all your

Don't Wanna Be Like That Joe Jackson

be like that Now the cocaine dens says welcome You're in college now not in school But I'm sorry to say that I'm going out to work While you're going to the swimming pool Where the L.A. sun can turn your

Go For It Joe Jackson

Think of "Babe Ruth" And you think of hot dogs and beer But if he can hit a home run, so can you, And your weight is just nowhere near. Am I making myself quite clear? Is that the best you can do?

Fifty Dollar Love Affair (Live At The Roundabout Theatre, New York City/1986) Joe Jackson

Oh the romance of these harbour towns Lights that shimmer on canals And in the bottom of your glass The air buzzing with foreign tongues And the occasional cries Of sailors, tramps and rock 'n' rollers

Love At First Sight Joe Jackson

It's the crack of noon And I sit here watching you sleeping I only wish that I could remember your name But I know it's written on a matchbook somewhere So maybe I'll find it, and maybe you'll care Or

Love At First Light Joe Jackson

It's the crack of noon And I sit here watching you sleeping I only wish that I could remember your name But I know it's written on a matchbook somewhere And maybe I'll find it, and maybe I'll care Or maybe

Sunday Papers Joe Jackson

weekend through the door Come words of wisdom from the world outside If you want to know about the bishop and the actress If you want to know how to be a star If you want to know about the stains on

Fools In Love Joe Jackson

Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady

Keep On Dreaming Joe Jackson

enough Where can you get a better deal But we can dream Or we can work and scheme and Make it go much too long And I could scream But it don't work and dreams are Maybe where God cam from So I'll Keep on

If I Could See Your Face Joe Jackson

If I could see your face The face of the girl behind the veil I'd ask you if it feels like a guarantee To keep you down, or keep you safe Or just keep you pale But what makes me think you'd even talk to

Good Bye Jonny Joe Jackson

my heart may break in two A hundred years from now These things will all be forgotten Good bye Lily, good bye Lily We were more than friends Someday maybe in heaven maybe Or the other place I will see your

Man In The Street (Live At The Roundabout Theatre, New York City/1986) Joe Jackson

man in the street don't care And why don't you care When the man in the street don't know Anyway I'm not a clever guy But I'm sure not that dumb Don't have the inside news But I know what goes on

Trying To Cry Joe Jackson

we've lost ourselves And we try to make amends He'll drink another two or three And the room will start to spin Then he'll try to let the feelings show But he'll find he can't give in You remember what your

Summer In The City Joe Jackson

Hot town, summer in the city Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty Been down, isn't it a pity Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city All around, people looking half dead Walking on the sidewalk, hotter

Awkward Age Joe Jackson

I should have know that you were only just fifteen You had a scowl like a Klingon beauty queen Old enough to stand out but to young to stand with pride So uncomfortable in your messed-up skin And the cool

Down To London Joe Jackson

what's my line Do I have to stay here 'til the end of time I'm, good looking and bright I want to see life after ten at night So if they ask you where I am I'm in the back of a transit van In a squat on

Breaking Us In Two (Album Version) Joe Jackson

breaking us in two You don't do the things that I do You want to do things I can't do Always something breaking us in two You and I could never live alone But don't you feel like breaking out Just one day on

King Of The City Joe Jackson

We were brought up in a boring town Watching our feet sink into the ground Never went up on a roof at night oh no On top of the city To look at the lights Remember the TV was on all day With so much silence