Someone's Looking At You Lyrics

Song	Someone's Looking At You
Artist	The Boomtown Rats
Album	The Fine Art Of Surfacing
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	作曲 : Bob Geldof
	作词 : Geldof
	On a night like this
	I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice
	You come over to my place screaming blue murder, needing someplace to hide.
	Well, I wish you'd keep quiet,
	Imaginations run riot,
	In these paper-thin walls.
	And when the place comes ablaze with a thousand dropped names
	I don't know who to call.
	But I got a friend over there in the government block
	And he knows the situation and he's taking stock,
	I think I'll call him up now
	Put him on the spot, tonight.
	They saw me there in the square when
	I was shooting my mouth off
	About saving some fish.
	Now could that be construed as some radical's views or some liberals' wish.
	And it's so hot outside,
	And the air is so sweet,
	And when the pressure drop is heavy
	I don't wanna hear you speak.
	You know most killing is committed at 90 degrees.
	When it's too hot to breathe
	And it's too hot to think.
	There's always someone looking at you.
	S-s-s-s-someone.
	They're looking at you.
	And I wish you'd stop whispering.
	Don't flatter yourself, nobody's listening.
	Still it makes me nervous, those things you say.
	You may as well
	Shout it from the roof
	Scream it from your lungs
	Spit it from you mouth
	It could fall on deaf ears to indulge in your fears
	There's a spy in the sky
	There's a noise on the wire
	There's a tap on the line
	And for every paranoid's desire...
	There's always
	Someone looking at you.
	S-s-s-s-someone looking at you...
	They're always looking at you. (written by Bob Geldof) (taken from the album "The fine art of surfacing")

	zuo qu : Bob Geldof
	zuo ci : Geldof
	On a night like this
	I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice
	You come over to my place screaming blue murder, needing someplace to hide.
	Well, I wish you' d keep quiet,
	Imaginations run riot,
	In these paperthin walls.
	And when the place comes ablaze with a thousand dropped names
	I don' t know who to call.
	But I got a friend over there in the government block
	And he knows the situation and he' s taking stock,
	I think I' ll call him up now
	Put him on the spot, tonight.
	They saw me there in the square when
	I was shooting my mouth off
	About saving some fish.
	Now could that be construed as some radical' s views or some liberals' wish.
	And it' s so hot outside,
	And the air is so sweet,
	And when the pressure drop is heavy
	I don' t wanna hear you speak.
	You know most killing is committed at 90 degrees.
	When it' s too hot to breathe
	And it' s too hot to think.
	There' s always someone looking at you.
	Sssssomeone.
	They' re looking at you.
	And I wish you' d stop whispering.
	Don' t flatter yourself, nobody' s listening.
	Still it makes me nervous, those things you say.
	You may as well
	Shout it from the roof
	Scream it from your lungs
	Spit it from you mouth
	It could fall on deaf ears to indulge in your fears
	There' s a spy in the sky
	There' s a noise on the wire
	There' s a tap on the line
	And for every paranoid' s desire...
	There' s always
	Someone looking at you.
	Sssssomeone looking at you...
	They' re always looking at you. written by Bob Geldof taken from the album " The fine art of surfacing"

	zuò qǔ : Bob Geldof
	zuò cí : Geldof
	On a night like this
	I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice
	You come over to my place screaming blue murder, needing someplace to hide.
	Well, I wish you' d keep quiet,
	Imaginations run riot,
	In these paperthin walls.
	And when the place comes ablaze with a thousand dropped names
	I don' t know who to call.
	But I got a friend over there in the government block
	And he knows the situation and he' s taking stock,
	I think I' ll call him up now
	Put him on the spot, tonight.
	They saw me there in the square when
	I was shooting my mouth off
	About saving some fish.
	Now could that be construed as some radical' s views or some liberals' wish.
	And it' s so hot outside,
	And the air is so sweet,
	And when the pressure drop is heavy
	I don' t wanna hear you speak.
	You know most killing is committed at 90 degrees.
	When it' s too hot to breathe
	And it' s too hot to think.
	There' s always someone looking at you.
	Sssssomeone.
	They' re looking at you.
	And I wish you' d stop whispering.
	Don' t flatter yourself, nobody' s listening.
	Still it makes me nervous, those things you say.
	You may as well
	Shout it from the roof
	Scream it from your lungs
	Spit it from you mouth
	It could fall on deaf ears to indulge in your fears
	There' s a spy in the sky
	There' s a noise on the wire
	There' s a tap on the line
	And for every paranoid' s desire...
	There' s always
	Someone looking at you.
	Sssssomeone looking at you...
	They' re always looking at you. written by Bob Geldof taken from the album " The fine art of surfacing"

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