Discothèque
 
 
Lado 1
1. Discothèque 
 
Lado 2
2. Holy Joe (Garage Mix)
3. Discothèque (DM Deep Extended Club Mix)
4. Discothèque (Hexidecimal Mix)
5. Discothèque
6. Holy Joe (Guilty Mix)
7. Discothèque (Howie B, Hairy B Mix)
 
 

Discothèque
 
 

     You can reach
     But you can't grab it
     You can hold it, control it
     No, you can't bag it

     You can push
     But you can't direct it
     Circulate, regulate, oh no
     You gotta connect it

     You know you're chewing bubblegum
     You know what that is
     But you still want some
     You just can't get enough
     Of that lovie dovie stuff

     You get confused
     But you know it
     Yeah, you hurt for, work for a love
     You don't always show it

     Wake up, let's go out
     Discotheque
 
     Let's go
     Discotheque

     Looking for the one
     But you know you're someone else instead
     You want to be the song (be the song)
     That you hear in your head

     Love
     Love
     Love
     Love
 
     It's no trick
     But she can't learn it
     It's the way you don't pay, that's OK
     But she can't earn it

     You know you're chewing bubblegum
     You know what that is
     But you still want some
     You just can't get enough
     Of that lovie dovie stuff

     Wake up, go go
     Discotheque
 
     Looking for the one
     But you know you're someone else instead
     Wanna be the song (be the song)
     That you hear in your head

     Love
     You want heaven in your heart
     Heaven in your heart
     The sun, the moon, and the stars
 
     But you take what you can get
     'Cause it's all that you can find
     But you know there's something more
     Tonight, tonight, tonight
 
     Discotheque
     (I can't get, I paid, not enough)
     Discotheque
     (I can't get in, I paid, not enough)
     Discotheque
     (I can't get in, I paid, not enough)
     Discotheque
     Discotheque
 

 
 
Holy Joe (Garage Mix)
 
 
 
     I
     I am a humble guy
     No really i try
     You know it's hard sometimes
 
     You
     Yeah you're messed up too
     Both of us gonna get through
     Working my way to get to you
 
     Come on, come on
     Come on, come on, be good to me
     Come on, come on
     Come on, come on, be good to me
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
 
     Please
     Don't make me say please
     With champagne and ice cream
     It's not what I want it's what I need
 
     Devotion
     Little appreciation
     Little heavy rotation
     Looks good on me
 
     Totally messed up in everybody's life
     Closer than ever to everybody's wife
     Yeah...
 
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
 
     Totally mixed up in everybody's life
 
     Closer than ever to everybody's wife
     Yeah...
 
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
 
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
 
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
 
 
 
 Discothèque (DM Deep Extended Club Mix)
 
 

     You can reach
     But you can't grab it
     You can hold it, control it
     No, you can't bag it

     You can push
     But you can't direct it
     Circulate, regulate, oh no
     You gotta connect it

     You know you're chewing bubblegum
     You know what that is
     But you still want some
     You just can't get enough
     Of that lovie dovie stuff

     You get confused
     But you know it
     Yeah, you hurt for, you work for a love
     You don't always show it

     Wake up, let's go out
     Discotheque
 
     Let's go
     Discotheque
 
     Looking for the one
     But you know you're someone else instead
     You want to be the song (be the song)
     That you hear in your head

     Love
     Love
     Love
     Love
 
     It's not a trick
     'Cause you can't learn it
     It's the way you don't pay, that's OK
     'Cause you can't earn it

     You know you're chewing bubblegum
     You know what that is
     But you still want some
     You just can't get enough
     Of that lovie dovie stuff

     Wake up, go go
     Discothèque
     Don't go, go go
     Discothèque
 
     Love
     Love
 
     Don't go, discothèque
 
     You're looking for the one
     But you know you're someone else instead
     You want to be the song (be the song)
     That you hear in your head

     Love
 
     But you take what you can get
     'Cause it's all that you can find
     But you know there's something more
     Tonight, tonight, tonight
 
     And all night
 
     I can't get, I can't, It's not enough
     I can't get it, I can't, not enough
     I can't get in I can't, not enough
     Not enough
     I can't, I can't, I
     I can't get it, I
     Not, not
 

 
 
Discothèque  (Hexidecimal Mix)
 
 

     You can reach
     But you can't grab it
     You can hold it, control it
     But no, you can't bag it

     You can push (you can push)
     But you gotta direct it (but you gotta direct it)
     Circulate, regulate, oh no
     You gotta connect it (cannot connect it)

     You know you're chewing bubblegum
     You know what that is
     But you still want some
     You just can't get enough
     Of that lovie dovie stuff
 
     Let's go
     Discothèque
     Let's go
     Discothèque
 
     You get confused
     But you know it
     Yeah, you hurt for, you work for a love
     You don't always show it
 
     You wanna be the one
     But you know you're someone else instead
     Wanna be the song (be the song)
     That you're hearing
 
     Let's go, let's go out
     Discothèque
     Go go, go go
     Discothèque (discothèque)
     Love
     Love
 
     Love (discothèque)
     You want heaven in your heart
     Heaven in your heart
 
     But you take what you can get
     Cos it's all that you can find
     While you know there's something more
     Tonight, tonight, tonight
 
     Don't go, gotta go out
     Discothèque
     Don't go, gotta go out
     Discothèque
 
     Love
     Love
     Discothèque
     Discothèque
     Love
 

 
 
Discothèque
 
 

     You can reach
     But you can't grab it
     You can hold it, control it
     But no, you can't bag it

     You can push
     But you gotta direct it
     Circulate, regulate, oh no
     You gotta connect it

     You know you're chewing bubblegum
     You know what that is
     But you still want some
     You just can't get enough
     Of that lovie dovie stuff

     You get confused
     But you know it
     Yeah, you hurt for, you work for a love
     You don't always show it

     Wake up, let's go out
     Discotheque
 
     Go go
     Discotheque

     Looking for the one
     But you know you're someone else instead
     Wanna be the song (be the song)
     That you hear in your head

     Love
     Love
     Love
     Love
 
     It's no trick
     But you can't learn it
     It's the way you don't play, that's OK
     'cos you can't earn it

     You know you're chewing bubblegum
     You know what that is
     But you still want some
     You just can't get enough
     Of that lovie dovie stuff

     Wake up, gotta go out
     Discotheque
 
     Wake up, gotta go out
     Discotheque
 
     Looking for the one
     But you know you're someone else instead
     Wanna be the song (be the song)
     That you hear in your head

     Love
     You want heaven in your heart
     Heaven in your heart
     The sun, the moon, and the stars
 
     But you take what you can get
     'Cause it's all that you can find
     But you know there's something more
     Tonight, tonight, tonight
 
     Discotheque
     (I can't get, I paid, not enough)
     Discotheque
     (I can't get in, I paid, not enough)
     Discotheque
     (I can't get in, I paid, not enough)
     Discotheque
     Discotheque
 

 
 
Holy Joe (Guilty Mix)
 
 
 
     I
     I am a humble guy
     No really I try
     You know it's hard sometimes
 
     True and hard working too
     Workin it to get to see you
     Shall we shake the shampoo
 
     Come on, come on
     Come on, come on, be good to me
     Come on, come on
     Come on, come on, I've been good to you
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
 
     Please
     Don't make me say please
     With champagne and ice cream
     It's not what I want it's what I need
 
     Precocious, just a little precocious
     Expialidocious
     Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
     Devotion
     Little appreciation
     Little heavy rotation
     Looks good on me
 
     You know it's not hard
     I could think of a lot harder
     Oh... yeah
 
     Just wanted our moment
     To last a little longer
     Oh... yeah
 
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
 
     Totally mixed up in everybody's life
 
     Closer than ever to everybody's wife
     Yeah...
 
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be good to me
     Come on come on
     Come on come on, be true
     Here it comes
     Here it comes
     Holy Joe
    
 
 
Discothèque (Howie B, Hairy B Mix)
 
 
 
     Heaven, heaven, you want heaven, heaven in your heart
     Heaven, heaven, you want heaven, heaven in your heart
     Heaven in your heart
     Heaven, heaven, you want heaven, the sun, the moon, and the stars
     Heaven, heaven, heaven
 
     Now..
 
     Slave to the weather, seven kilohertz
     Slave to the creature, being a teacher
     Slave to the noun, slave to the sound
     Slave to moans, and baby on the bottom
     Slave to time, slave to dance
     Slave to chocolate, saved in apocalypse
     Slave to dog, yeah and slave to bone
     Slave for the one and will make it on gone
     Slave to permission, slave to recession
     Slave to get out of go fetchin'
     Slave to the rubber, slave to the whites
     Slave to the Polish and the poll tax
     Slave to Heather while slave to honey
     Slave to the things you can't buy with money
     Slave to truth, slave to tooth
     Slave to the ground on your sweet youth
     Slave to momentum, movement, I'm a victim
     Please show me the lie, come on and meet them
     Slave to sugar, slave to sweetness
     Slave to... incompleteness
     Slave to the to and fro of the tide
     Slave to the mouth, open wide
     Slave to coke, isolate the cola
     Slave to the heavy bird, Nicola
     Slave to religion or slave to Rome
     Slave to the thought of returnin' home
     Slave to Friday, through to Sunday
     Slave to swallow, on a Monday
     Slave to the facts of welcome in the bone
     Slave to the whispers (and the moans)
     Slave to the rebel, losing control
     Slave to wine, wanting it all
 
     Big, big black
     Big, big black hole
     Big, big black hole
     Big, big black hole
     A hole, big black
     Hey, big black hole, haw, yeah
     Big black hole
     A big black hole, God jeez
     Hold me back
     Hold hairy, hold me back
     Hey back, hold me