The Cross "Shove It" album and song lyrics

Released 25 January 1988, reached number 58, on chart for 2 weeks.
Later re-released in November 2013 as a download, and as part of the Roger Taylor boxed set 'The Lot'.
Album length 41:57.

Produced by Roger Taylor and David Richards
Engineered By David Richards and John Brough
Mastered by Kevin Metcalfe at The Townhouse Studios
Recorded At Mountain Studios, Montreux, Townhouse Studios, London, Air, Maison Rouge and Mediterraneo, August - December 1987

Design concept by Gary Wathen and Roger Taylor
Photography by Sheila Rock

The UK release has the above track listing, with the Freddie Mercury vocal version of 'Heaven For Everyone'.
The US release had an alternate tracklisting, adding 'Feel The Force' and using the Roger Taylor vocal of 'Heaven For Everyone', as follows:

1. Love Lies Bleeding (She Was A Wicked, Wily Waitress)
2. Shove It
3. Cowboys And Indians
4. Contact
5. Heaven For Everyone
6. Feel The Force
7. Stand Up For Love
8. Love On A Tightrope (Like An Animal)
9. Rough Justice

Shove It

Track 1. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 3:28.
This track contains samples from Queen tracks, including 'Fat Bottomed Girls', 'Flash' and 'Bohemian Rhapsody'.
Alternate Versions:
1. Reprise (0:52) (only on the US version of the album, and as part of 'The Second Shelf Mix'; a short instrumental reprise)
2. US Single Version (3:10) (available on the US 7" single, a promo single, the 'Singles 2' album and 'The Lot' boxed set; this just edits out the second verse from 0:39 to 0:56)
3. Extended Version (4:59) (on the 12" and CD singles only, and as part of 'The Second Shelf Mix')
4. Metropolix Mix (3:29) (on the 12" single, the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set; has much heavier percussion, and some lyric changes)
5. The Second Shelf Mix Edit (5:49) (on the CD as a bonus track; this has been mastered incorrectly, the first couple of seconds of the track actually appear at the end of 'Rough Justice')
6. The Second Shelf Mix Full (5:52) (on the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set, incorrectly labelled as the extended version; this version is identical, but mastered correctly, giving a slightly longer running time)
7. Denniz Pop Remix AKA Dag Volle Remix AKA Swedish Remix (5:03) (available on a Swedish only various artist remix album titled 'Remixed Record', and later the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set; this includes lyrics from both the album version and Metropolix mix, with additional percussion and effects, repeated verses, and more instrumental sections)
Lyrics: (the US single version loses the verse in red; click here for the lyrics to the Metropolix version or here for the Denniz pop remix)
What do you do?
I said what do you do?

You ain't wearing a tie, you ain't got a jacket
You can't come in 'cos you're in the wrong bracket, yeah
You can shove it

VIP's and royalty get treated like they're special see
But the trick is there for all to see
They're people just like you and me
You can shove it

Girls - we love it
Cars - we love it
More girls - we love it
And late night bars - we love it
Pool - we love it
School - fantasy
What do you do?
You can shove it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gotta talk, act and dress right
If you ain't got money they treat you funny
When they say the class system's dead
If you think that's true better get a new head

You can shove it (you can shove it, you can shove it)

Girls - we love it
Cars - we love it
More girls - we love it
And late night bars - we love it
Pool - we love it
School - shove it
What do you do?
Shove it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You can shove it

So why do people scrape and fuss
When every man's the same as us
It's a joke on all humanity
It's privilege
And we don't need it
War (ooh) - shove it
Hate - shove it
Politicians - don't cut it
Blind dates - gonna shove it
Girl schools - we love 'em, yeah
Crazy rules - shove it
What do you do?
You can shove it
You can shove it

Fantasy
Shove it
Shove it
You can shove it
Shove it
Shove it

Metropolix Version Lyrics:
What do you do?
I said what do you do?

You ain't wearing a tie, you ain't got a jacket
You can't come in 'cos you're in the wrong bracket
You can shove it, you can shove it, you can shove it

VIP's and royalty get treated like they're special see
But the trick is there for all to see
They're people just like you and me
You can shove it

Girls - we love it
Cars - we love it
More girls - we love it
And late night bars - we love it
Pool - we love it
School - fantasy
What do you do?
You can shove it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gotta talk, act and dress right
If you ain't got money they treat you funny
When they say the class system's dead
If you think that's true better get a new head

You can shove it

War - it's a rage
Hate - never fades
Politicians - uncool
Blind dates - as a rule
(unknown lyric) - we're above it
Get set - you can shove it
What do you do?
Shove it

Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can shove it

So why do people scrape and fuss
When every man's the same as us
It's a joke on all humanity
It's a privilege
And we don't need it
War - you can shove it
Hate - you can shove it
Politicians - don't cut it
Blind dates - gonna shove it
Girl schools - we love 'em, yeah
Shove it
What do you do?

You can shove it
You can shove it
Fantasy
Shove it
Shove it
You can shove it
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove it, shove it, shove it

Denniz Pop Remix Lyrics: (the first two lines of lyrics are said/sung by the DJ)
(Unknown lyrics)
Funky freaks, oh, good God

Yeah
You ain't wearing a tie, you ain't got a jacket
You can't come in 'cos you're in the wrong bracket, yeah
You can shove it

VIP's and royalty get treated like they're special see
But the trick is there for all to see
They're people just like you and me
You can shove it

Girls - we love it
Cars - we love it
More girls - we love it
And late night bars - we love it
Pool - we love it
School - fantasy
What do you do?
You can shove it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gotta talk, act and dress right
If you ain't got money they treat you funny
When they say the class system's dead
If you think that's true better get a new head

You can shove it (you can shove it, you can shove it)

What do you do?

Girls - we love it
Cars - we love it
More girls - we love it
And late night bars - we love it
Pool - we love it
School - fantasy
What do you do?
You can shove it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gotta talk, act and dress right
If you ain't got money they treat you funny
When they say the class system's dead
If you think that's true better get a new head

You can shove it (you can shove it, you can shove it)

War - it's a rage
Hate - never fades
Politicians - uncool
Blind dates - as a rule
We're above it
Get set - you can shove it
What do you do?
Shove it

Fantasy
Shove it
Shove it
You can shove it
Shove it
Shove it

Cowboys And Indians

Track 2. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 5:53.
The standard album version is referred to as the 'Full Length Version' on the 12" single, and possibly the CD.
Alternate Versions:
1. Single Version (4:31) (on the 'Cowboys And Indians' promo CD, the 'Shove It' CD single, the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set; an edited version, which fades in at 0:05, then loses the sections 0:24 to 0:28, 3:32 to 3:36, 3:41 to 3:50, 4:04 to 4:13, 4:22 to 4:31 and 4:35 to 5:00, then fades out between 5:15 and 5:36)
2. Single Version Edit (4:20) (on the 'Cowboys And Indians' 7" single only; this it basically the above single version, but runs slightly faster to give a reduced time)
Lyrics: (the lyrics in red are missing from the single version)
It's a long fast dance (owww)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Well a long fast dance of progress
And the long slow waltz of decay
Made such a natural born couple
They settled down right here in the USA
Dream home for two in the USA

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh
Hot jazz, cool blues, we got country
We get rock and roll all day (owww)
Like to dance, come on down, get funky
That's the way, that's the way
That's the way, hey, hey, in the USA

There's still cowboys and Indians (Indians) at home on the range
But the cowboys and Indians have changed, they've changed
Cowboys and Indians have changed

We got James Dean (hey) on the silver screen
We got James Brown he won't let you down
Now Elvis was the king of rock and roll (rock and roll, rock and roll)
We got preacher men who want to save your soul (save your soul, save your soul)
Got the motorcity with the Motown beat (Motown beat, Motown beat)
Get hit to the beep on the hip-hop street (hip hop street)
Stars and bars and the biggest cars
And a rocket ship take you up to Mars
There's the east coast trip where it's more uptight
And you work all day (yeah) and you play all night
And the west coast side (yeah) with the laid back scene
When you just lay back (yeah) and it seems like a dream
There's a lot of places (yeah) in between
There's Hollywood and the city by the bay
And the whole damn south down in Louisiana way (way, way)
That's the way (way, way, owww), that's the way, hey, hey, in the USA

There's still cowboys and Indians (Indians) at home on the range
But the cowboys and Indians have changed, they've changed
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
The cowboys and cowgirls and Indians have changed

Do, do, do, doo
Do, do, do, doo (uh, uh, uh)
Do, do, do, doo
Owww, owww
Hey
Baby, baby, baby
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way in the USA
That's the way (yeah) that's the way, that's the way in the USA (baby, baby, baby)
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way in the USA
That's the way (yeah) that's the way, that's the way in the USA

That's the way, that's the way, that's the way in the USA (uh, uh, uh, uh)
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way in the USA
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way in the USA
That's the way, that's the way, that's the way in the USA

Cowboys and Indians
Cowboys and Indians (in the USA)
Cowboys (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) and Indians (in the USA)
Cowboys and Indians (owww) (in the USA)
Cowboys (hey, home on the range) and Indians (in the USA)
Cowboys and Indians (in the USA)
Cowboys and Indians (in the USA)
Cowboys and Indians

Contact

Track 3. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 4:52.
Lyrics:
Feeling strange, turn around, do it again
Feeling alright, feel like contact tonight
Well you know what it says and you know what you feel
And you know what it's like and you know it's for real
So take it to the limit, take it to the height
Take it to the limit, contact tonight

Don't speak, don't break the spell
Let's dance, you dance so well
Hey

I contact you, you contact me
Across the room our glances meet
I contact you
Eye contact, eye contact
Feeling fine, feel like dynamite
Eyes speak more than words can say
Sparks fly, eye contact is made

When you know what it says
And you know what you feel
And you know what it's like
And you know it's for real
So take it to the limit, take it to the height
Take it to the limit, contact tonight

Breathe deep let your feelings show
Let's dance, but not too slow
I contact you, you contact me
Across the room our glances meet
I contact you
Eye contact, eye contact

Take it to the limit, take it to the limit

Eye contact (eye contact)
(Eye contact) eye contact
Eye contact (eye contact)

Eye contact (eye contact)
Eye contact (eye contact)
(Eye contact)
Eye contact

Heaven For Everyone

Track 4. Written by Roger Taylor.
This track may have began as a Queen song for 'A Kind Of Magic', and was later re-worked and released on 'Made In Heaven'.
Available Versions:
1. Freddie Mercury Vocal (4:52) (on the UK album, the German 'Heaven For Everyone' single, the 'Freddie Mercury: Solo' 10CD/2DVD boxed set, the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set)
2. Roger Taylor Vocal (5:07) (on the US album and all singles; has some additional lyrics)
3. Roger Taylor Vocal Edit (5:05) (on the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set only; this is the same as the above version, but starts a couple of seconds into the track, rather than fully fading in)
Freddie Mercury Vocal Lyrics: (Peter Noone speaks the dialogue in italics; Roger sings the 'so take a seat' verse, and also the two 'in these days' vocals at the start; all other vocals are by Freddie. Click here for the lyrics to the Roger vocal version)
While you are imagining, imagine for instance
The sights which you can take advantage of
Look at the beautiful cloud formations below you and above you
This could be heaven
Think of the colour of the sun as it shines off the clouds
In these days
You'll see the stars
In these days

In these days of cool reflection (reflection)
You come to me and everything seems alright
In these days of cold affections
You sit by me and everything's fine

This could be heaven for everyone
This world could be fed, this world could be fun
This could be heaven for everyone
This world could be free, this world could be one

In this world of cool deception
Just your smile can smooth my ride
These troubled days of cruel rejection
You come to me, soothe my troubled mind

Yeah, this could be heaven for everyone
This world could be fed (yeah) this world could be fun
This should be love for everyone, yeah
This world should be free (yeah) this world could be one
We should bring love to our daughters and sons
Love, love, love, love
This could be heaven for everyone

So take a seat and sit by my side a while
You know I like your style (this could be heaven for everyone)
So what can we do to clean up this mess
Just feel so helpless (this could be heaven for everyone)
So lift up your voice, at least you'll have cared
(This could be heaven for everyone)

Listen, what people do to other souls
They take their lives, destroy their goals
Their basic pride and dignity
Is stripped and torn and shown no pity
When this should be heaven for everyone

This could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone
This could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone
This could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone
And that is the end of this section (this could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone)

Roger Taylor Vocal Lyrics: (Peter Noone speaks the dialogue in italics; Freddie sings the two 'this could be heaven' lyrics at the start, and the 'this could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone' lyrics in the last verse; all other vocals are by Roger)
While you are imagining, imagine for instance
The sights which you can take advantage of
(In these days) look at the beautiful cloud formations below you and above you
This could be heaven
Think of the colour of the sun as it shines off the clouds
This could be heaven
You'll see the stars

In these days of cool reflection (reflection)
You come to me and everything seems alright
In these days of cold affections
You sit by me and everything's fine

This could be heaven for everyone
This world could be fed, this world could be fun
This could be heaven for everyone
This world could be free, this world could be one

In this world of cool deception
Just your smile can smooth my ride
These troubled days of cruel rejection
You come to me, soothe my troubled mind

Yeah, this could be heaven for everyone
This world could be fed, this world could be fun
This should be love for everyone
This world could be free, this world could be one
We should bring love to our daughters and sons
Love, love
This could be heaven for everyone

So take a seat and sit by my side a while
You know I like your style (this could be heaven for everyone)
So what can we do to clean up this mess
Just feel so helpless (this could be heaven for everyone)
So lift up your voice, at least you'll have cared, at least you'll have dared (this could be heaven for everyone)
Oh, oh, ooh

Listen, what people do to other souls
They take their lives, destroy their goals
Their basic pride and dignity
Is stripped and torn and shown no pity
When this should be heaven for everyone

In these days
This could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone
This could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone
This could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone
And that is the end of this section (this could be heaven, could be heaven for everyone)

Stand Up For Love

Track 5. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 4:21.
Lyrics:
Clap your hands and let's groove
Clap your, clap your, clap your hand and let's
Clap your, clap your, clap your hands and let's
Clap your hands and let's groove
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap your hands and let's groove

There comes a time in every life
There comes a day in every mind
Now don't look back, don't look behind
Stand up straight (yeah, yeah) in your own time

(Stand up for love) - every good man
(Stand up for love) - and every foolish man
(Stand up for love) - and all the rich men
(Stand up for love) - and all the proud men
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love)

Everybody (stand, stand, stand up for love)
Come on and take my hand
Everybody (stand, stand, stand up for love)
You know it's time
It's time to make your stand

Clap your hands and let's groove

In case of fear, in case of fire
In case of some kinda, earthquake, or forest fire
I've got my man (I've got my man), right in my sights (sights)
He looks to the left, leans to the right
You know I want you to now

(Stand up for love) - every good man
(Stand up for love) - and every foolish man
(Stand up for love) - and every rich man
(Stand up for love) - and every proud man
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love) - stand up for love
(Stand up for love, stand up for love)

Everybody, come on and take my hand
I said everybody, you know it's time
It's time to make your
Time to make your stand

Yeah (stand up for love)
Die for love (cry for love)
This is a cry for love (die for love)
Let's fly for love (die for love)
Gotta die for love (die for love)
Die for love (die for love)
It's a cry for love (cry, cry, cry)
And let's fly for love (die for love)
Gotta die for love (na, na, na, na)
Hey, hey

Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)

Stand (stand), stand (stand), stand (stand)
Stand (stand), stand (stand), stand (stand)
Stand (stand), stand (stand), stand (stand)
Stand (stand), stand (stand), stand (stand)
Stand (stand), stand (stand), stand (stand)
Stand

Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)
Stand up for love (stand up for love)

(Stand up for love)
Stand up for love

Love On A Tightrope

(Like An Animal)

Track 6. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 4:49.
Lyrics:
Hmmmm
Listen - trapped again

Love on a lead - is what you need
Love on a leash - is what you wish
Love on a tightrope - is what you get
Love on a steep slope - you ain't seen nothin' yet

When you smile, that wide, wide smile
That tiger smile, I'm trapped again, hey

Be my dog, be my pet
Like a nervous tic, you just won't quit
Like a nervous tic, you just won't quit
You don't need a doctor, you need a vet
But when you laugh your crazy laugh
That wild cat laugh, I'm trapped again

Love on a tightrope, love on a tightrope
Our love's on a steep slope
Love on a tightrope, love on a tightrope
No don't give up hope

'Cos when you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Don't give up hope, love's on a tightrope

Like a tiger cat, you're where it's at
Like a crocodile along the Nile
Strange and wild, some kind of reptile
Love on a lead is what you need

When you smile, that wide, wide smile
That tiger smile, I'm trapped again, trapped again
They say never bite the hand that feeds
Just one look and my heart bleeds

Love on a tightrope, love on a tightrope
You know our love's on a steep slope
Love on a tightrope, love on a tightrope
No don't give up hope

'Cos when you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Don't give up hope, love's on a tightrope

Animal eyes - like a real good time
Animal lips - it's a perfect crime
Animal hair - it just ain't fair
Like an animal, ow, ow

Like an animal
Like an animal
Like an animal
Like an animal
Like an animal
Like an animal

Love Lies Bleeding

(She Was A Wicked, Wily Waitress)

Track 7. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 4:24.
This track features Brian May on guitar.
Alternate Versions:
1. Single Version (4:14) (on all formats of the 'Cowboys And Indians' single, the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set; a heavier version with some remixing; it loses some lyrics, but gains others)
Live Versions:
1. Bootleg (4:38) (recorded at the Astoria Theatre, London, on 7 December 1990)
Lyrics: (the single version has the additional lyrics in red, but not those in blue)
(Love)
(Love)
(Love)
(Love) a-come on
(Love) a-come on
(Love) a-come on
(Love) a-come on
A-come on
Hey (a-come on)

She was a waitress, she looked real fine
The little temptress was so divine
A symphony of cheap perfume and pretty stale red wine
She can wait upon my table anytime
She was poetry in motion
Stiletto heels and nylons she moved up to the table
I could see she had for me a burger with my fries on

Love lies bleeding, yeah, listen to this
Love lies bleeding
Well we were parked outside a city bank
We found it all real funny
The car was running on full tanks
We stole all the money
She was a wicked wily waitress and she should be doing time
She was an ordinary waitress now she owns her own gold mine
How about that
Love lies bleeding, now listen to this
Love lies bleeding

She was a rebel without a cause
She was a girl who needed applause
Love in the future, love in the past
Hey, love in the future (love lies bleeding) love in the past
Love lies bleeding in our path
Love lies bleeding, can you believe that it gets worse
Love lies bleeding

She had a loud theatrical whisper
I had a one way ticket to Palookaville
She had an equally dangerous sister
I was out of my league, they were in for the kill
She was a wicked wily waitress
And I gave her all my trust
She took the loot, gave me the boot
Now she's rich and I'm flat bust

Yeah, love lies bleeding
That was the limit (love lies bleeding) because
She was a rebel without a cause (love, love)
She was a girl who needed applause (love, love)
Love in the future, love in the past (bleeding) hey
Love in the future, love in the past
Love lies bleeding in our path (love, love)

Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
I want you to burn
Burn
Burn

I dreamed this world was quite alright (love lies bleeding)
And everyone meant well (love lies bleeding)
When I awoke to my surprise (love lies bleeding)
I found myself in hell (love lies bleeding)

Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding
Love lies bleeding

Rough Justice

Track 8. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 3:22.
Alternate Versions:
1. US Version (4:12) (on the US album only; this is exactly the same as the UK version, but with the reprise of 'Shove It' at the end)
Lyrics:
Your criminal eyes, that see straight through
We criminalise, you're kind of voodoo
Made me sell my soul for the easy life
Sell my mother, trade in my wife

Rough justice - alright
Rough justice - on the streets tonight
Rough justice - we're the chosen few
If you want to scream, if you want to fight
Better take it to the man in the big house
In white

It's rough justice
Your bleeding heart got a hold on me
Your criminal heart won't let me be
For finer things I didn't feel the need
When I'm dealing you'd better watch my speed, yeah
Get rough

Rough justice - alright
Rough justice - on the streets tonight
Rough justice - we're the chosen few
Rough justice - somebody loosened my screws
Vigilante man of the neighbourhood
Well I ain't like Doris Day and I ain't no Robin Hood
Ah, ha

It's rough justice
Your criminal eyes - don't cut no ice
We criminalise - don't take no outside advice
It's a real cruel life when you have to lose it
It's a heavy knife when you have to use it, yeah

It's rough justice
It's rough justice
It's rough justice
It's rough justice

Feel The Force

Non-Album Track. Written by Roger Taylor. Length 3:45.
This track was initially only available in the US, on the LP or as a B-Side to 'Shove It', but was later included on the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set.
The track was also performed on the TV programme 'Meltdown' in the UK in 1987, with a number of lyric changes, full details of which can be found on the Miscellaneous Live Songs page.
Lyrics:
You can touch, but you don't feel
No, you ain't deaf, but you don't hear
You can hurt, but you can heal
Though you ain't blind, you still can't see
Or learn to feel

You can raise your hand, but you can't reach
You can pray and you can preach
Lift up your voice, know where it's coming on
No matter how, jump and shout
And let it out

Feel the force, it lifts you up, it takes you out
Feel the force, you just can't stop
It makes you sing and want to shout
And tear down your prison walls
Like they ain't there at all

And if you think, there's no set heat, now listen
Just when you think you're trapped you must be strong
Cos who's to tell you just what's right or wrong
Your mortal mind will show you just which road to travel on

Feel the force, it lifts you up, it takes you out
Feel the force, you just can't stop
It makes you sing and want to shout
And tear down your prison walls
Like they ain't there at all

Feel the force
Feel the force
And tear down your prison walls
Like they ain't there at all

Feel the force, it lifts you up, it takes you out
Feel the force, you just can't stop
It makes you sing and want to shout
And tear down your prison walls
Like they ain't there at all

I want you to feel
I want you to feel
Feel the force

Manipulator

Non-Album Track. Written by Roger Taylor, Spike Edney and Steve Strange.
This track is a one-off writing collaboration with Steve Strange of the group Visage.
Produced by Roger Taylor, engineered by Steve Chase and Peter Jones.
Available Versions:
1. Single Version (3:58) (available on both 7" and 12" singles, the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set)
2. Extended Version (4:14) (available on the 12" single, the 'Singles 1' album and 'The Lot' boxed set)
Lyrics:
And here comes trouble

Manipulator
Can you see the way he twists you 'round his little finger
Manipulator
Um, dressed to tease, if looks could please, I'll see you later
Cold green eyes, you've grown to despise
Manipulator
He'll stab your back, but don't look back

Manipulator
He pushes the bell with his finger
Don't you stop, don't you linger
Check out his new bore, oh, how many more has he got in store?

(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-aah) Check out, manipulator, ch-ch-ch-check out
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh) M-m-m-m-m-manipulator, ch-ch-ch-check out
Check out
Lower than low
Lower than low
Low, low, lower than low
Check out

Ooh, trouble
Ch-check out
Manipulator
And here comes trouble

Jealousy was not his history
Come on now, how low can you go
Not much lower than lower than low
Check out

(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-aah) Manipulator, ch-ch-ch-check out
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-aah) Manipulator, lower than low
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh) M-m-m-manipulator, m-m-m-manipulator
Lower than low
And here comes trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble

Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble