Texty:
Culture Club Waking Up With The House On Fire

, whoa Ooh, mannequin, lover mannequin, my lover mannequin, whoa I gave you just a bit of my time You lied and you committed a crime To present my feelings with

I wake up feelin' victimized There was nothin' that can stop my eyes From cryin', cryin' Nobody likes to be alone When you put the pressure down on me

people are stupid And I heard the banging of hearts and fingers, war People feel the world with narrow confidence Like a child at birth, a man with

No. 3) Why is my love Like an ocean run dry? And why is my love Such a struggle with life? You can't bystand all the people Stand them on their own

: Breaking out of school ain't really fooling no one I was sure I'd get my reward in time Backing up the street with the smell of sweet sensation Didn

holler Wrap up your baby Then you'll be a scholar Love stops knocking Your heart stops rocking It's crime time Out on the mainland Hit him with a right

: When I wake up feeling victimized There is nothing that can stop my eyes from crying When you put the pressure down on me 'Cause I don't quite fit

the situation's fallen from my hands Hello hello goodbye Hello hello goodbye Hello hello goodbye Goodbye I feel exasperation Get down on your knees I

mannequin, my lover mannequin Mannequin, lover mannequin, my lover mannequin I gave you every bit of my time You lied and you committed a crime To present my feelings With