B-52`s The Deatbeat Club Lyrics

Deatbeat Club Lyrics

Huh, get a job, what for, i'm trying to think

 I was good, i could talk

 A mile a minute,

 On this caffeine buzz i was on

 We were really hummin'

 We would talk every day for hours

 We belong to the deadbeat club

 Anyway we can,

 We're gonna find something

 We'll dance in the garden

 In torn sheets in the rain

 

 We're the deadbeat club

 We're the deadbeat club

 

 Going down to allen's for

 A twenty-five cent beer

 And the jukebox playing real loud,

 "ninety-six tears"

 We're wild girls walkin' down the street

 Wild girls and boys going out for a big time

 

 Let's go crash that party down

 In normaltown tonight

 Then we'll go skinny-dippin'

 In the moonlight

 We're wild girls walkin' down the street

 Wild girls and boys going out for a big time

 

 Anyway we can

 We're gonna find something

 We'll dance in the garden

 In torn sheets in the rain

 

 Chorus

 

 Oh no! here they come

 The members of the deadbeat club