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two for the dinosaurs

By , August 3, 2011
Walking in Your Footsteps

The Police

 Synchronicity

 

Fifty million years ago

You walked upon the planet so,

Lord of all that you could see

Just a little bit like me,

Walking in your footsteps,

Walking in your footsteps.

Walking in your footsteps,

Walking in your footsteps.

Hey Mr. Dinosaur

You really couldn’t ask for more.

You were God’s favorite creature,

But you didn’t have a future,

Walking in your footsteps,

Walking in your footsteps.

Walking in your footsteps,

Walking in your footsteps.

Hey there mighty brontosaurus

Don’t you have a message for us.

You thought your rule would always last

There were no lessons in your past.

You were built three stories high

They say you would not hurt a fly

If we explode the atom bomb,

Would they say that we were dumb.

Walking in your footsteps,

Walking in your footsteps.

Walking in your footsteps,

Walking in your footsteps.

Fifty million years ago

They walked upon the planet so

They live in a museum

It’s the only place you’ll see ’em.

Walking in your footsteps

They say the meek shall inherit the earth….

They say the meek shall inherit the earth….

Walking in your footsteps


Brontosaurus

Tim Curry

fromthe album Read My Lips

Well, a sister used to hide it,
So¬†I never thought she’d find it,
(so) she threw you over for posing in a spangled wrapper.
She¬†won’t let you stroke your hair
(or) if you move her like you dare
She just played you up before you realized it happened.
She can really do the Brontosaurus
And she can scream a heebie-jeebie chorus
Until¬†you know what she’s really got
‘Cause¬†she can do it loud
(repeat chorus)
Do it! Do it! Do it!
Well¬†her daddy’s gettin’ old
And he seemed to lose control
When the Brontosaurus stalked into the house to trap her.
Well a sister used to hide it
So¬†I never thought she’d find it
‘Till¬†she blew you up, exploding like a fire cracker.
(Chorus)
Gimme a B (B!)
Gimme a R (R!)
Gimme an O (O!)
Gimme a NTOSAURUS!
Uh…hang¬†on a minute!
Gimme a B (B!)
Gimme a R (R!)
Gimme a ONTOSAURUS
You gotta be jokin’ mate
Uh oh, B, uh oh, R
I got your (?)
Wehave ways of making you talk
(Giggle, giggle), help me (giggle)
Helpme, Help me, Help me, Help me!

I had no idea these guys got new names:

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