Sparks 'Balls' Lyrics ( 2000 ) Balls, More Than A Sex Machine, Scheherazade, Aeroflot, The Calm Before The Storm, How To Get Your Ass Kicked, Bullet Train, It's A Knockoff, Irreplaceable, It's Educational, The Angels Option 1 :-  Sparks lyrics index       Option 2 :-  Sparks 'Balls' review Sparks 'Balls' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) Nothing too prosaic Nothing too archaic Here's your wakeup call We are provocation We are instigation Here's your wakeup call, your second call Balls. All you need are, Balls. To succeed are Balls. All you need are Balls. All you need are, Balls. To succeed are Balls. All you need are You can sting or be stung You can fling or be flung It's all up to you When they're being with you They're agreeing with you What you say is true, it comes from Balls. All you need are, Balls. To succeed are Balls. All you need are Balls. All you need are, Balls. To succeed are Balls. All you need are You can wait for saviors Meting out their favors You can wait and wait Hope may spring eternal Sounds a bit maternal Do you want to wait, or crash the gate Balls. All you need are, Balls. To succeed are Balls. All you need are Balls. All you need are, Balls. To succeed are Balls. All you need are. Others will respect you Others will elect you They'll accept your calls Others will desire you They may not admire you But they will admit You do transmit Balls Sparks 'More Than A Sex Machine' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) I earned my reputation Then, when it was expected Now, there's a new equation Who wouldn't feel dejected But I'm much more than this More than a sex machine I really do exist More than a sex machine Well, happy happy birthday You'll get what you had wished for Art, talk and contemplation Someone who is an eyesore But I'm much more than this More than a sex machine I really do exist More than a sex machine More than a sex machine More than a sex machine Oh, what a time That's what you said You never asked Are you well-read You never sought a sensitive side All that you said was, "ride, baby, ride." But I'm much more than this More than a sex machine I really do exist More than a sex machine I may not be poetic Still phony rhymes with phony I may be too athletic Too healthy and too tony But I'm much more than this More than a sex machine I really do exist More than a sex machine How should I look What should I say How should I move What sense is conveyed I'm much more than this More than a sex machine I really do exist More than a sex machine Sparks 'Scheherazade' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) Scheherazade, you enslave me Others begged, crying "save me" Wasted words, hatred tore me Scheherazade, tell me stories Ships at sea, all imagined Bravery, all imagined Bloodless blood, colorblindness Scheherazade, who's behind this? Scheherazade, there's a sameness To the world in its plainness But your worlds are on fire Filled with lust Filled with liars Once upon a time Very, very long ago Once upon a time Very, very far away All I want are illusions Scheherazade, no conclusions Every night, entertain me No repeats, entertain me Ships at sea, all imagined Bravery, all imagined Bloodless blood, colorblindness Scheherazade, you're behind this Scheherazade, Scheherazade, Scheherazade, Scheherazade I won't kill you Sparks 'Aeroflot' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) I don't know about you, but I'm sitting pretty We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot Vodka on ice, and a hostess who's witty We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot Buckle up, buckle up, buckle up, daddy-o Stow your bags overhead or it ain't a go Buckle up, buckle up, buckle up, daddy-o You never know, you never know, do you We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot We've got reservations We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot We've got reservations I don't know about you, but I love adventure We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot On Aeroflot, every flight's an adventure We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot Stretch on out, daddy-o, we're talking space Every pilot is an honored Mig ace Leningrad, St. Petersburg, in either case You never know, you never you, do you We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot" We've got reservations We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot We've got reservations Way back in coach they're singing 'Viva Vacation' We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot Up here in business is the United Nations We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot Blinis on your plate and Eisenstein on screen Richard Branson must be turning red or green Stewardesses look like high-school beauty queens They never say nyet, service supreme, supreme We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot We've got reservations We're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot, we're flying Aeroflot We've got reservations "Thank you for flying Aeroflot" Sparks 'The Calm Before The Storm' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) The dogs are letting postmen come and go The muscle cars are driving way too slow And everybody's walking on tip-toe For every yes, a hundred no's The kind of day when nothing hits the fan The kind of day when nothing's in demand The kind of day when music means Chopin And love is shown by holding hands It's the calm before the storm Something big is coming soon, something that will change your tune It's the calm before the storm False sense of security, shown to be a forgery And everybody's talk is monotone And everybody's look is monochrome And everybody's flight has been postponed The loudest sound's a dial tone. It's the calm before the storm Something big is coming soon, something that will change your tune It's the calm before the storm False sense of security, shown to be a forgery Something's about to break, but is isn't clear (Not enough was going on, oh no) Is it something we should cheer (Not enough was going on, oh yeah) Is is something we should fear (No enough was going on, oh yeah) The ocean doesn't feel like making waves There's no one that the lifeguard needs to save| And on one's in the mood for feeling brave We're well behaved, so well behaved It's the calm before the storm Something big is coming soon, something that will change your tune It's the calm before the storm False sense of security, shown to be a forgery Sparks 'How To Get Your Ass Kicked' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) Look askance Just a glance Just enough To incite the wrath Of her confidante Strong though gaunt And that's how to get your ass kicked How to get your ass kicked Never learn To discern Areas Where you don't belong So you venture out Head in clouds And that's how to get your ass kicked How to get your ass kicked I know, I know, I know, I know Driving home, Bikes in chrome Cut you off And you flip them off And they take their turns Many turns And that's how to get your ass kicked How to get your kicked I know, I know, I know, I know In the end Then is when You will pray But you won't be answered And then you'll go End of show And that's how to get your ass kicked How to get your ass kicked Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well Sparks 'Bullet Train' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's a miracle, a miracle, a miracle, yeah It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's immaculate, immaculate, immaculate, yeah It's improbable, improbable, improbable, yeah It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's impeccable, impeccable, impeccable, yeah It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah It's the bullet train, faster and faster, oh yeah Can't we work this out between us, can't we work it all out Can't we work this out, work this out, work it all out I should learn from those around us to be more round about Can't we come to some solution, can't we work this all out And to the right, Fuji, Mt. Fuji, oh wow Yes, to the right, the rarest sight, Mr. Fuji, oh wow We can count ourselves lucky, oh so lucky, oh wow It's the rarest sight, Fuji, not hidden by clouds If you're gonna cry, better wait, do it at home It you're gonna cry, gonna cry, do it at home On the bullet train, nobody, nobody cries No one's ever cried, never, on the bullet train, no It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's a miracle, a miracle, a miracle, yeah It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's immaculate, immaculate, immaculate, yeah It's improbable, improbable, improbable, yeah It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's impeccable, impeccable, impeccable, yeah It's the bullet train, bullet train, bullet train, yeah It's a testament, a testament to science and art It's a testament, a testament, to who that we are It's a monument, a monument, to science and art It's a monument, a monument to who that we are It's proficiency, proficiency, proficiency, yeah It's efficiency, efficiency, efficiency, yeah How the fabric and the finish and the glass intersect It's the bullet train, bullet train, so what's next? Sparks 'It's a Knock Off' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) I confess that this is really not my song I bought it in Hong Kong It's a knock off I confess that this is really not my voice Although I had a choice It's a knock off So close to real The look, the feel So close, and yet The paint's still wet You keep thinking that you're really holding hands Sorry, that's no hand It's a knock off Just my luck that I would look into your eyes Then I realized They were knock offs So close to real The look, the feel So close and yet The paint's still wet I can guess that though you really wear it well What you're wearing well It's a knock off And the Renoir you see hanging on the wall Bought it at the mall It's a knock off So close to real The look, the feel So close and yet The paint's still wet Sparks 'Irreplaceable' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) Irreplaceable As you search secondhand To replace what you lost He's a nervous old man And you ask "what's this cost" Somehow it crashed to the floor Where's the concern, he knows there's more Somehow a note's on your door You have been burned, there are no more Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable As you search the cafe To replace what is lost All their eyes start to glaze When you drone on your loss Somehow you stumble and fall Glass everywhere, everyone roars Somehow a telephone call You were a pair, not any more Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable, not interchangeable They're designed to break, they're designed to break They're designed to fail, they're designed to fail They're designed to flake, they're designed to flake They're designed to fail, they're designed to fail Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable If you should stumble and fall You may turn red, fire-engine red One month from now you'll forget falling at all But who's in your bed Irreplaceable, it's irreplaceable Sparks 'It's Educational' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) Hey you, tell me what you know Hey you, tell me everything you know Why the subjects move to a constant beat Would the motion change with more heat Do the subjects have appetites Does this just occur on one site It's educational Hey you, tell me what you know Hey you, tell me everything you know Do the subjects seem to react to light Do the males among them tend to fight Does the blank look mask pain or fear Does it bother them that we're here It's educational Hey you, tell me what you know Hey you, tell me everything you know Is it all a part of a mating rite Why are some quite black and some quite white Do they sleep by day and live by night If you get too close, will they bite It's educational Do they ever stop or break down Do they not look up or look down Does it bother them that we're here Although it's not cmpletely clear It's educational Sparks 'The Angels' lyrics (Ron & Russell Mael) I heard the angels call your name I heard the angels call your name They feel ashamed They feel ashamed Because you look so fucking good I saw the angels glaring down I saw the angels glaring down They feel inane They feel in pain Because you're oh so fucking cool Me, I take it in stride Me, I know I'm on the right side this time I see the angels disappear I see the angels disappear They feel confused They feel bemused They are a pale picture of you Me, I take it in stride Me, I know I'm on the right side this time They've felt the heat And felt defeat Because you look so fucking good They've felt the heat And felt defeat Because you look so fucking good Sparks Lyrics (Homepage) BALLS LYRICS:-  Balls, More Than A Sex Machine, Scheherazade, Aeroflot, The Calm Before The Storm, How To Get Your Ass Kicked, Bullet Train, It's A Knockoff, Irreplaceable, It's Educational, The Angels