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MacPhisto Phone Call (Live Zoo TV Sidney Video)

Look what you've done to me
You've made me very famous, and I thank you
I know you like your pop stars to be exciting
So I bought... these

Now my time among you is almost at an end
The glory of ZooTV must ascend and take its place
With all the other satellites

Don't fear, for I'll be watching you
I leave behind video cameras for each of you

So many listening tonight, I... have a list:

People of America (shush)
I gave you Bill Clinton
I put him on CNN, NBC, C-SPAN
To tall to be a despot, but watch him closely

People of Asia
Your time is coming
Without your tiny transistors
None of this would be possible

People of Europe
When I came among you
You where squabbling like children
Now you're all hooked up to one cable
As close together as... stations on a dial

People of the former Soviet Union
I gave you capitalism
So now you can all dream of being
As wealthy and glamorous as me

People of Sarajevo
Count your blessings
There are those all over the world
Who have food, heat, and security
But they're not on TV like you are

Frank Sinatra
I give you MTV demographic
You're welcome

Salman Rushdie
I give you decibels

Goodbye Squeegie
I hope they give you whales

Goodbye Micheal

Goodbye all you Neo-Nazi's
I hope they give you Auschwitz

Around about this time, I often make a telephone call
Some, some... sometimes to the President of the United States
But not, not, not tonight
Tonight I'm, I'm going to call a taxi to take me home
'Cause I am tired

Thank you for calling Taxi Services

Hello?

Can you tell me your name and place please

My name is Mr. MacPhisto
I'm looking for a taxi to take me from sydney from -

Oh, I'm so sorry sir, what is your name? Hello?

My name is Mr. Macphisto

What is this, a joke?

Hello, what is your name
Hello?

Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it's gone right to my head

Maggie’s Farm

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Say I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well I wake up in the morning
Walk out into the rain
Got a hand full of ideas
That're driving me insane
It's a shame that I even scrub the floor
Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
No more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Said I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well he hands you a nickle
He charges you a dime
You need a credit card
If you want a good time
It's a shame that I even have to cross the door
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
No more

You see I like it just where I am
Tonight, that's Dublin city, Ireland
And I'd prefer to get a job in my hometown, mister

Old MacDonald
Had a farm
E I E I O
And on that farm, he had some pigs
E I E I O
Well the pigs over here
The cows come there
The ducks come there
Everyone, everyone, wants a... share
Wants a share

Temperature rising
The fever is high
I can't see the future
When they're screwing up the sky

The water is heavy
So is my head
I don't live in Chernobyl
lnstead I live in Sellafield

Cold Turkey
Has got me on the run
On the run

Hey

[Maggie Thatcher:] Who is to answer the child crying for help?
[British Newscaster:] The F-111 is a programmable, supersonic, nuclear bomber designed
To quickly hit and disarm advanced sytems and hit possible places as a rapid deterrant
[Maggie Thatcher:] Who is to answer the child crying for help?
[British Newscaster:] The F-111 is a programmable, supersonic, nuclear bomber
[Maggie Thatcher:] Who is to answer the child crying for help?

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Said I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

[Unknown politician:] With people's jobs and with people's holiday
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
[Unknown politician:] Can't play politics with people's jobs and with people's holiday
Said I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more

Sing it with me

I ain't gonna work... on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Turn that shit up
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I said I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more

...gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
Said I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
Ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's farm no more
Thank you, goodnight

We want more, we want more, we want more
We want more, we want more, we want more

Miami

Weather 'round here choppin' and changin'
Surgery in the air
Print shirts and southern accents
Cigars and big hair.

We got the wheels, petrol's cheap
We only went there for a week
Got the sun, got the sand
Got the batteries and the handicam.

Her eyes all swimming pool blue
Dumb-bells on the diving board
Baby's always attracted to
The things she's afraid of.

Big girl with a sweet tooth watches
Skinny girl in the photo shoot.
Freshmen, squeaky-clean she tastes of chlorine.
Miami, my mammy.

Love the movies, babe
Love to walk through movie sets
Get to shoot someone in the foot
Get to smoke some cigarettes.

No big deal, we know the score
Just back from the video store.
Got the car and the car chase.
What's he got inside that case?
I want a close-up of that face.
Here comes the car chase.

I bought two new suits
Miami
Pink and blue
Miami
I took a picture of you
My mammy
Getting hot in a photo booth
Miami.

I said you looked like a madonna.
You said maybe.
You said I wanna have your baby, baby.
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
We could make something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
Least not in Miami.

You know, some places are like your auntie
But there's no place like Miami
My mammy
Miami
My mammy.

Miserere

Who is the child sleeping here in my bed ?
Where are the words to say what's left unsaid ?
Yeah I been lyin'
I've been hidin'
Here beside you
I was the saint who disowned you
Now I'm the beggar who owes you

Miserere...(Italian)

Is there a night dark enough for us to hide ?
There is a light bright enough to make us blind
Yeah I'm a straying man
Lord, I got no plan
Drinking from an oil well

Viva...(Italian)

Another road, another place tomorrow
Running from you
Running from love
You give me so much to hold on ...
You have me now, have me now

Miserere...(Italian)

Like a bird with a broken wing --
In your arms, I'm afraid to sing

Miss Sarajevo

Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away.
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with your day.

Is there a time for kohl and lipstick
Is there time for cutting hair
Is there a time for high street shopping
To find the right dress to wear.

Here she comes, heads turn around
Here she comes, to take her crown.

Is there a time to run for cover
A time for kiss and tell.
A time for different colours
Different names you find hard to spell.

Is there a time for first communion
A time for East 17
Is there time to turn to Mecca
Is there time to be a beauty queen.

Here she comes, beauty plays the clown
Here she comes, surreal in her crown.

Dici che il fiume trova la via al mare
Che come il fiume giungerai a me
Oltre i confini e le terre assetate
L'amore giungerà, l'amore
E non so più pregare
E nell'amore non so più sperare
E quell'amore non so più aspettare.

Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees.
Is there a time for laying tables
When the night is set to freeze.

MLK

Sleep, sleep tonight
And may your dreams be realised.
If the thunder cloud passes rain
So let it rain, rain down on he.
So let it be.
So let it be.

Sleep, sleep tonight
And may your dreams be realised.
If the thunder cloud passes rain
So let it rain, let it rain
Rain down on he.

Mofo

Lookin' for to save my, save my soul
Lookin' in the places where no flowers grow.
Lookin' for to fill that God-shaped hole
Mother, mother-suckin' rock an'roll.

Holy dunc, space junk comin' in for the splash
White dopes on punk staring into the flash.
Lookin' for the baby Jesus under the trash
Mother, mother-suckin' rock an' roll.
Mother. (scat singing)

Mother, am I still your son?
You know I've waited for so long
To hear you say so.

Mother, you left and made me someone.
Now I'm still a child, but no one tells me no.

Lookin' for a sound that's gonna drown out the world.
Lookin' for the father of my two little girls.
Got the swing, got the sway, got my straw in lemonade.
Still lookin' for the face I had before the world was made.
Mother, mother-suckin' rock an' roll

Soothe me, mother
Rule me, father
Move me, brother
Woo me, sister.

Soothe me, mother
Rule me, father
Show me, mother
Show me, mother.

Show me, mother
Show me, mother
Show me, mother
Show me, mother.

Mothers Of The Disappeared

Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us.
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat.

In the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears.
Hear their heartbeat, we hear their heartbeat.

Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue.
Hear their heartbeats
We hear their heartbeats.

In the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughter cry
See their tears in the rainfall.

Moving On

It has gotten to my head. Permeates the path I tread.
But I tread, I'm moving on in a new and happy song.
I can sing about the night, how my tunnel without light
Led me to the other side where the sky is blue.

It's all I can do to not let them ruin me.
I will not let them ruin me.
I will not let them ruin me again.

There is fire inside the tree. Flames of knowing kissing me.
I have waited long to see a sign from you.

It's all I can do to not let them ruin me.
I will not let them ruin me.
I will not let them ruin me again.

My Girl

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day.
When it's cold outside I've got the month of May.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl).

I've got so much honey the bees envy me.
I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl).

Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ooooh.

I don't need no money, fortune, or fame.
I've got all the riches baby one man can claim.
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl).

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
with my girl.
I've even got the month of May
with my girl

My Hometown

I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown

In `65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown

Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown

Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around
This is your hometown

My Sweet Lord

My sweet lord
Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord

I really want to see you
Really want to be with you
Really want to see you lord
But it takes so long, my lord

My sweet lord
Hm, my lord
Hm, my lord

I really want to know you
Really want to go with you
Really want to show you lord
That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)

I really want to see you
Really want to see you
Really want to see you, lord
Really want to see you, lord
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah)
Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hallelujah)

I really want to know you (hallelujah)
Really want to go with you (hallelujah)
Really want to show you lord (aaah)
That it won't take long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hmm (hallelujah)
My sweet lord (hallelujah)
My, my, lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hare krishna)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna)
Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare)

Now, I really want to see you (hare rama)
Really want to be with you (hare rama)
Really want to see you lord (aaah)
But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hallelujah)
My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare)
Hm, hm (gurur brahma)
Hm, hm (gurur vishnu)
Hm, hm (gurur devo)
Hm, hm (maheshwara)
My sweet lord (gurur sakshaat)
My sweet lord (parabrahma)
My, my, my lord (tasmayi shree)
My, my, my, my lord (guruve mamah)
My sweet lord (hare rama)

(Hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare)

My Way

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
"No, oh no not me,
I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

Mysterious Ways

Johnny, take a walk with your sister the moon
Let her pale light in, to fill up your room.
You've been living underground, eating from a can
You've been running away from what you don't understand.

She's slippy, you're sliding down.
She'll be there when you hit the ground.

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways.
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways, oh.

Johnny, take a dive with your sister in the rain
Let her talk about the things you can't explain.
To touch is to heal, to hurt is to steal.
If you want to kiss the sky, better learn how to kneel
On your knees, boy!

She's the wave, she turns the tide
She sees the man inside the child.

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways.
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways, yeah, oh, ah.

Lift my days, light up my nights, oh.

One day you'll look back, and you'll see
Where you were held now by this love.
While you could stand there,
You could move on this moment
Follow this feeling.

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways.
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
She moves in mysterious ways.

Move you, spirits move you
Move, spirits 'its move you, oh yeah.
Does it move you?
She moves with it.
Lift my days, and light up my nights, oh.