Sigue Sigue Sputnik - Super Crook Blues Lyrics
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Super Crook Blues
Super Crook Blues Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Super Crook Blues By Sigue Sigue Sputnik?
There's smart new art to robbin' on the highway
That's hackin' up the banks An' a shakin' up the skyways It's a new ambition It's a brand new craze And I have to tell you boys That supercrime pays Well baby's got the heroin hidden in her cashmere She's flyin' on a Tristar from Hollywood to Kashmir She's gonna be the star of an international terror Now she's flyin' to the stars 'cause the bomb went off in error Chorus: Wow, oh yeah Shakin' in my blue suede shoes Wow, oh yeah A wop bop a lu la bop Dancin' to the super crook blues Well the billionaire boys They want a billion dollars They're the billionaire sons of society and scholars They're gonna join the boys of fame and wit and glory They're gonna write a book And they're gonna sell the story Chorus x 2 Well there's money in rape And there's cash in terrorism As sex crimes shown on network television They're laughin' in Gstaad And they're laughin' in Marbella Investin' in a factory and forests in Malaya They're gonna laugh aloud And they're gonna get away Well I have to tell ya kids That supercrime pays Chorus to end |
Who Wrote Super Crook Blues By Sigue Sigue Sputnik?
Martin Degville, Neal Whitmore, Tony James
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What's The Duration Of The Super Crook Blues By Sigue Sigue Sputnik?The duration of Super Crook Blues is 4:00 minutes and seconds. |
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