Demolition Men Lyrics - Anthem - Toyah

(Words Willcox/Music Lee) 

In the labyrinth 

We grow so thin 

We grow protrusions 

That we can fly and fight in 

In the labyrinth 

We grow guns with bullets in 

We've all got a game to play 

And we all want to win 

The world blows so cold 

Around scores of concrete plinths 

In the metropolis we live in 

Stand the President's men 

The ones I have to deceive 

To win the prize I want to win 

Run run run run 

I'm going to gun you down 

Ratatatat 

It's fun to see you run 

Run like rats 

Run in packs 

Run 

Run 

We are the demolition men 

We are the demolition men 

In the labyrinth 

There is no sun 

We are great moon warriors 

With built in guns 

In the labyrinth 

We have all the fun 

Creeping up on the President's men 

And laying them out in one 

The world blows so cold 

Around scores of concrete plinths 

In the metropolis we live in 

Stand the President's men 

The ones I have to deceive 

To win the prize I want to win 

Run run run run 

I'm going to gun you down 

Ratatatat 

We are the demolition men 

We are the demolition men 

We are the demolition men 

We are the demolition men 

WE ARE 

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(Words Willcox/Music Bogen) 

This is a word 

In your ear 

Can you hear? 

We have come for your minds 

We walk the streets 

Arm in arm 

Hand in hand 

With charm and chance 

We are the chosen ones 

We are the moon and sun 

We are lots of fun 

We are the only ones 

We move 

We dance 

We sing 

We burst into flames 

We are the chosen ones 

We are painted ladies 

We are of moon and sun 

We are painted boys 

We are lots of fun 

We are liberators 

We are the only ones 

We are the golden ones 

We move, we dance, we sing 

You touch, we burst into flames 

Yes, this is a word in your ear 

Can you hear? 

We have come for your minds 

We walk the streets 

Arm in arm 

Hand in hand 

With charm and chance 

We are the chosen ones 

We are the moon and sun 

We are lots of fun 

We are the only ones 

We move 

We dance 

We sing 

We burst into flames 

We are the chosen ones 

We are painted ladies 

We are of moon and sun 

We are painted boys 

We are lots of fun 

We are liberators 

We are the only ones 

We are the golden ones 

We move, we dance, we sing 

You touch, we burst into flames 

You know the time has come 

To call a romance 

Take a chance 

Take a leap 

Make a modern classic dream 

It's A Mystery (C) 1980 Sweet'n'Sour Songs Ltd. 

Other Tracks (C) 1981 Sweet'n'Sour Songs Ltd.