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DEEP PURPLE LYRICS
"The Videosingles" (1987 Video/VHS)
1. Bad Attitude
2. Call of the Wild
3. Perfect Strangers
4. Knocking at Your Backdoor
5. Nobody's Home
1. Bad Attitude
take a look at
these dirty hands
take a look at this face these blazing eyes
do you see me as a broken man
tell me
are you really that blind
you got yourself a load of trouble now
you got yourself a bad deal
you say i've got a bad attitude
how d'you think i feel
you got me locked in a paper cage
you think i'm chained up but i'm just tied down
step aside get out of my way
i won't hurt you i had enough being pushed around
you got yourself a load of trouble now
you got yourself a bad deal
you say i've got a bad attitude
how d'you think i feel
don't want a number
i got a name
take a look at my face
talk about a bad attitude
things have got to change
2. Call of the Wild
operator i'm looking for a girl
you've got to help me get through
i don't know much about her
so i'm relying on you
she got rhythm but no sense of timing
she likes living but she's got no address
operator you've got to get me out of this mess
let me tell you about her
she ain't got a face
she ain't got a name
she ain't got a leg to stand upon
she's out of touch
but not out of mind
and i've got to see again that gypsy child
operator this is the call of the wild
she's a hitch hiker never gets a ride
but you can bet she's on time
she's always around but so hard to find
she causes trouble she never takes offence
dirty mind a heart of gold
operator don't you put me on hold
3. Perfect Strangers
Can you remember remember my name
As I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown
And cold spirits of ice
All my life
I am the echo of your past
I am returning the echo of a point in time
Distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known
And laughing as the spirits appear
All your life
Shadows of another day
And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand
We must remain
Perfect Strangers
I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow
A strand of silver hanging through the sky
Touching more than you see
The voice of ages in your mind
Is aching with the dead of the night
Precious life (your tears are lost in falling rain)
And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand
We must remain
Perfect Strangers
4. Knocking at Your Backdoor
Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a Samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And none of us could reach that high
She came on like a teaser
I had to touch and please her
Enjoy a little paradise
The log was in my pocket
When Lucy met the Rockett
And she never knew the reason why
I can't deny it
With that smile on her face
It's not the kill
It's the thrill of the chase
Feel it coming
It's knocking at the door
You know it's no good running
It's not against the law
The point of no return
And now you know the score
And now you're learning
What's knockin' at your back door
Sweet Nancy was so fancy
To get into her pantry
Had to be the aristocracy
The members that she toyed with
At her city club
Were something in diplomacy
So we put her on the hit list
Of a common cunning linguist
A master of many tongues
And now she eases gently
From her Austin to her Bentley
Suddenly she feels so young
5. Nobody's Home
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