"El Salvador"

It's time to tear this place down

I've got the last gig on my mind
Not seen my friends in ages
Have i been left behind?

It's time to figure out why

I find myself in custody
With each and every question
Words come so easily

Fly to el salvador
I don't know why and i don't know what for
I've seen the picture for myself
Where did that label go?
I tried it out but it didn't work so
I'll choose the picture for myself

It's time to start all over

Take only one thing spare to wear
Head for the check-in lights and get up into the air
It's time to take new measures
Someone will put us up tonight
Far from our place of rest
I've almost got you in sight

Fly to el salvador
I don't know why and i don't know what for
I've seen the picture for myself
Where did that label go?
I tried it out but it didn't work so
I'll choose the picture for myself

First class and big hotels

(i can't quite put my finger on it)
Videos and global sales
(i can't quite put my finger on it)
Free drinks that you pay yourself
(i can't quite put my finger on it)

Fly to el salvador
I don't know why and i don't know what for
I've seen the picture for myself
Where did that label go?
I tried it out but it didn't work so
I'll choose the picture for myself

[Thanks to Velards (truefaces@inbox.lv) for these lyrics]

"You Got The Style"

Oh no
Gone and put my foot in it again
Think back i can't believe that it was me who said that
Last time
I promised i'd bite my tongue until i counted to ten
(five six seven eight nine and ten)
I said oh it's getting hot in here
Must be something in the atmosphere
Oh oh-oh oh oh

Oh it's getting hot in here

Must be something in the atmosphere
Oh i could be laughing about it
And making the most of the true british climate
Oh it's getting hot in here
Must be something in the atmosphere
Oh oh-oh oh oh

I've seen
The tension on the high street growing lately
It seems that you have to be careful who you look at
Sometimes
I can't see things the way you see them
But this is our home

I said
Oh it's getting hot in here
Must be something in the atmosphere
Oh i could be laughing about it
And making the most of the true british climate
Oh it's getting hot in here
Must be something in the atmosphere
Oh oh-oh oh oh

Yeah you got the style

And we've got the style
And they got the style
And everybody's got it

And you got the style

And we've got the style
And they got the style
And everybody's got it

And you got the style

And we've got the style
Oh oh

Oh it's getting hot in here

Must be something in the atmosphere
Oh i could be laughing about it
And making the most of the true british climate
Oh it's getting hot in here
Must be something in the atmosphere
Oh oh-oh oh oh

[Thanks to Velards (truefaces@inbox.lv) for these lyrics]