by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

Judy Teen, the queen of the scene, she's rag doll amore Verbal slang, American twang, you dare not ignore In from New York, prompted her to talk of superballs Judy Teen grew sick of the scene,

by Steve Harley on album Miscellaneous

Steve Harley Miscellaneous Make Me Smile You've done it all, you've broken every code and pulled the rebel to the floor You spoilt the game, no matter what you say for only metal - what a bore!

by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

Radiate simply, the candle is burning, so low for me Generate me limply, can't seem to place your name, cherie To rearrange all these thoughts in a moment is suicide Come to a strange place, we&#

by Steve Harley on album Psychomodo

Hark to rouall's white insanity Clowns in drag concealing vanity This is hardly paradise We're still in search of petty scorn Images so dead, in mourning Clap and cheer the man perfor

by Steve Harley on album Miscellaneous

As I walk this land of broken dreams I have visions of many things But happiness is just an illusion Filled with sadness and confusion What becomes of the broken-hearted Who have love that's now depa

by Steve Harley on album Psychomodo

Mr. Soft, turn around and force the world To watch the things you're going through Mr. Soft, believe everything they tell you And be dammed if they'll thank you You paint everything so c

by Steve Harley on album Miscellaneous

Steve Harley Miscellaneous Nothing Is Sacred As the sun was coming up on the danube, the hotel room was alive It's heart was beating hard as thunder, there were three of us There for the night And

by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

Simply Lorraine sings for a while In a three-octave harmonica style It's easy to see her harmony Stabbing at my songs from behind Trying to stick her cosmic philosopher's Words into rhymes Nobod

by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

So now we're on a death trip listen to the blood drip oozing from a curled lip ever thought of dying slowly ever thought of dying totally unholy someone's trying to fool us maybe it's yo

by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

Exhibition yourself we'll hold a show on the shelf Now we can feel a change is on the way You're not a skin or a spiv boy who are you trying to kid You're jolly handsome, super, wizard, okay? Wou

by Steve Harley on album Yes You Can

True romance in the dead of the night The breeze in the air, it almost glistens And the earth is a glorious sight When nobody speaks and nobody listens You're gonna have a night to remember You'r

by Steve Harley on album Psychomodo

I been losing my head I been losing my way I been losing my brain cells at a million a day I been so disillusioned I'm on suicide street I seen everything In every shape I seen l984 in a terrib

by Steve Harley on album Psychomodo

Thinking lots of a pretty face When we were yong, such smashing days We'd pass the time in such pleasant ways Happy just to be iiving-oh yeah! Too many summers controlled our heads Too many memor

by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

Watch Loretta taste the wine Kick the actor from behind Sprawl across the sofa, then Speak of foreign towns again Like the loner, seek Marlene, Ask the waitress:"Where you been ?" She says:"Don�

by Steve Harley on album Yes You Can

Anxious mother pleads, come home, Dino I can't believe that's my boy they're talking about His dreams are in his motor-cycle Swears he's gonna sort 'em out He's going barefoot like the man with no

by Steve Harley on album Psychomodo

Make mine old time, or i'il spit in your eye It's better than lying, anytime . . . I'm horrified of modern times, I'm trying Very hard to keep up my guard Everything's becoming drag, we'd best be

by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

by Steve Harley on album Miscellaneous

GI haircut, GI hat, GI this and GI that GI love you, GI do, GI wish you could love me too GI Johnny, GI Jane, GI boy and GI man GI feel you, GI do, GI wish Ophelia too (Wish you could love me too)

by Steve Harley on album The Human Menagerie

She – got my number and she – chasing me so far Me – out of slumber, I can do with no faut-pas Mixed-up and bleeding, I’s high on believing It’s all surreal Slip on a T-shirt, me – got

by Steve Harley on album Yes You Can

Rain on my window Blurring my vision of another day Can't get a thing going right It don't count or matter anyway When I lost you, I was acting like a fool And when I'd got you I was making it