The Wildhearts
Single • 1994
Eyes dried tight, gotta get myself together Need a kick-start cocktail, 10% coffee With a high-rise, family-size, guaranteed to catonise The little bit of brain I got a-hanging on from last night I need a double take, adjust to get awake And try and counteract the hollow feeling nature makes It's gonna work a treat, gonna get me on my feet It's a teasing little tonic With a kick like a mule and a skip on the beat It ain't right, it ain't wrong I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb Too sweet, a-too strong I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb I need a bomb, I need a ca-ca-ca-ca caffeine bomb Over-do the sugar and the coffee and the whisky In my biggest mug 'til the varnish starts to melt I gotta wake up, shake any webbing I'm a-shredding Any grogginess I felt Before I sweated all the poison from my body to my quilt And it's been too long I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb What a buzz, what a song I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb I need a bomb, I need a ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca caffeine bomb Hangover, so hungover Pour me a doctor, send it over Something that'll stop my legs from shaking Something that'll stop my head from aching Hangover, so hungover Breath of a juiced-up holy roller pounding Baby, can't you see I'm shitting brown water? It's a case of easy come and easy go I need a caffeine bomb to wake me in the morning I need a caffeine bomb to get me to the show Oh no, I think I’m gonna throw (Bleurgh!) Hands all sticky and I'm spilling all the whisky On myself, my friends, my dog, my floor My God, my head feels like something crawled inside it But the medicine I ordered should be kicking any second And I gotta be getting me more A-let's go, let's get it on I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb Faye Wray, King Kong I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb I need a bomb, I need a caffeine bomb I need a bomb, I need a ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca caffeine bomb I need a caffeine bomb I need a caffeine bomb I need a caffeine bomb I need a caffeine bomb
Submitted by NecroGod — Mar 01, 2026
(Mmm) You look so good in your girlfriend clothes You're gonna score tonight for sure Dressed in case all your worn out chat Don't really get them hot, what Do what they want? They can have your body Your picture on your wall Let them know that you're really something (Those bitches right for jumping) I hear ageing lines abound Try the lost and found You look so good in your girlfriend clothes You're irresistible, you're irresistible You smell so sweet and you've got the pose And you stick right out from all the other Joes You're irresistible It's getting late and you're so frustrated Four hours and not one bite Old Mrs. Palm and her five young daughters Is all you'll get tonight (Right) Grab some friends, maybe throw some insults At some longhair all alone Call him a fag as he goes to meet his Girlfriend waiting at home You look so good in your girlfriend clothes You're irresistible, you're irresistible You smell so sweet and you've got the pose And you stick right out from all the other Joes You're irresistible Ba, ba-du-ba-du ba-ba Du-ba-du ba-ba, du-ba You look so good in your girlfriend clothes You're irresistible, you're irresistible You smell so sweet and you've got the pose And you stick right out from all the other Joes You're irresistible
Submitted by NecroGod — Mar 01, 2026
Think you got it good? I think your wires are crooked But that don't give you A licence to be stupid You've gotta move your lip 'Cause silence is a hassle But anyone can talk Anyone can be an asshole Meet the conversation king Well you can say just anything Ah, ah, ah, ah Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain Gotta keep on talking, keep on moving like a dream Tell me work that mouth and you can get into a team Times I gotta talk and make you gone, I went insane Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain Shut your fucking mouth Shut your fucking mouth Shut your fucking mouth Shut your fucking mouth And use your fucking brain
Submitted by NecroGod — Mar 01, 2026
Life, you think it's all in your hands You play tricks, manipulatin' the band You want fame, well, here you are in the track And all without a spinal column in your back You make waves by bein' chinless and weak You want stars unless they happen to speak You use blackmail tactics as part of your plan To undermine the battle of the workin' man So we just play and smile all day at things you say and do And use our little victories as triumph for the few And that means you And the bullshit goes on It don't matter how far you run It's that old familiar feelin' When they're all convinced you're wrong It's just different words In the same old fuckin' song And the bullshit goes on And it goes! You pass blame because you think you're immune And with your fingers simply itchin' to reopen the wound You go on and on and on some more With stupid ideas that we all ignore So take your place and hide your face and we'll get on just fine Keep the distance, earn respect and we'll work it out in time And the bullshit goes on It don't matter how far you run It's that old familiar feelin' When they're all convinced you're wrong It's just different words In the same old fuckin' song And the bullshit goes on And it goes! I want you to see some honesty You'll believe it's true So come on, open up to me Like human beings are supposed to do So are you! And the bullshit goes on It don't matter how far you run It's that old familiar feelin' When they're all convinced you're wrong It's just different words In the same old fuckin' song And the bullshit goes on And it goes! It goes
Submitted by NecroGod — Mar 01, 2026
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