Everything Under The Stars Lyrics - Fun Lovin Criminals

It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust 

Ain't out of the blue like we usually do 

So me and Angelo came around about seven 

With stars in our eyes from the press we were gettin' 

Suspect from headache you know a great deal 

Your apathy fake but your parts are real 

More than a little by the time it went down 

I had crossed your path but you didn't know how 

A record claimed star by the end of the week 

Set flames to the heat that's all out in the street 

The problems and pain runs hand in hand 

When the mother of commerce ends up workin' for the band 

The streets is watchin' 

So keep on talkin' 

Your time is tickin' down, down, down 

The streets is watchin' 

So keep on talkin' 

Your time is tickin' down, down, down 

Let's catch fishes 

Bombs make misses 

You get served like dishes 

Like the soft machine kisses your ass 

It's not one iota or a comma or a quota 

It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust 

Ain't out of the blue like we usually do 

So me and Angelo came around about seven 

With stars in our eyes from the press we were gettin' 

Suspect from headache you know a great deal 

Your apathy fake but your parts are real 

More than a little by the time it went down 

I had crossed your path but you didn't know how 

A record claimed star by the end of the week 

Set flames to the heat that's all out in the street 

The problems and pain runs hand in hand 

When the mother of commerce ends up workin' for the band 

Let's catch fishes 

Bombs make misses 

You get served like dishes 

Like the soft machine kisses your ass 

It's not one iota or a comma or a quota 

When your time here is over 

One bum, two bum, three bums more 

If dispute you're using then you know what it's for 

A shot in the dark and after a thought 

A lark 

You hit the watermark but the thug didn't bark 

Oh yeah, that's the sound of the police 

They're makin' the wave because your hand is greased 

Can't put nobody on unless they're wearing a thong 

But the days are gone like Yvonne Elliman 

If I can't be true I don't want your money baby 

See I'm happy being stealth 

Can't define my wealth 

So, yo, go ask somebody else 

The streets is watchin' 

So keep on talkin' 

Your time is tickin' down, down, down 

Yeah The streets is watchin' 

Yeah The streets is watchin' 

I said the streets are watchin'