Stop your fooling around, time you straighten right out. Better think of your future, else you’ll wind up in jail.
Stop your fooling around, time you straighten right out. Better think of your future, else you’ll wind up in jail.
How you get a rude and a reckless? Don’t you be so crude and feckless.
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone you shouldn’t have fallen in love with?
But don’t worry, honey don’t worry. This is just a fairytale happening in the supermarket.
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind, within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end.
It wasn’t a rock – it was rock lobster.
I’ll tell you once more before I get off the floor: don’t bring me down.
What’s so funny ’bout peace, love and understanding?
Ooh, my little pretty one, my pretty one, when you gonna give me some time, Sharona?
Crazy, toys in the attic, truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away!
What I like about you, you hold me tight. Tell me I’m the only one wanna come over tonight, yeah.
Hey hey, my my. Rock and roll can never die.
Why, it’s hot stuff.
Are you not entertained? Well, you will be by this classic post-punk album, yes, thanks for asking.
It’s out there and it’s freaky and it’s punk and it rocks and it all works marvelously well.
Old school punk that’s completely pleasing and satisfying to the ear.
From ska to punk to new wave to pop, all performed with the extreme exuberance and confidence of youth and with tongues firmly planted in cheeks… I guess you can only describe it as Madness.