The B‐52’s Album

Artist(s): The B‐52’s

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Tracklist

Planet Claire

length: 4:37
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
assistant engineer: Cass Rigby
lead vocals: Fred Schneider and Kate Pierson
composer: Henry Mancini, Kate Pierson, Keith Strickland, Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson, Fred Schneider
lyricist: Fred Schneider

Ahhhahhahhahh
She came from Planet Claire
I knew she came from there
She drove a Plymouth Satellite
Faster than the speed of light
Planet Claire has pink air
All the trees are red
No one ever dies there
No one has a head
Ahhhahhhahhahh
Some say she's from Mars
Or one of the seven stars
That shine after 3:30 in the morning
Well she isn't
Ahhhahhhahhahhahhahh

52 Girls

length: 3:36
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
assistant engineer: Cass Rigby
lead vocals: Ricky Wilson and Kate Pierson
guitar: Kate Pierson
lyricist: Jerry Ayers
composer: Kate Pierson, Fred Schneider, Keith Strickland, Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson
Effie, Madge and Mabel and Biddie
See them on the beach
Or in New York City
Tina Louise and Hazel and Mavis
Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today

Wanda and Janet and Ronnie and Reba-o-o-o
These are the girls of the U.S.A.
The principle girls of the U.S.A.
Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today

O-o-o Kate, Kate and Cindy and Crystal and Candy
Mercedes and Joan, Betty and Brenda
Suzie and Anita and Pheobe and Jack Jackie-o
These are the girls of the U.S.A.
The principle girls of the U.S.A

Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name

Dance This Mess Around

length: 4:37
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
assistant engineer: Cass Rigby
lead vocals: Fred Schneider and Cindy Wilson
lyricist: Kate Pierson, Cindy Wilson
composer: Fred Schneider, Keith Strickland, Ricky Wilson, Kate Pierson, Cindy Wilson
Remember when you held my hand
Remember when you were my man
Walk talk in the name of love
Before you break my heart
Think it over, think it over
Roll it over in your mind
Why don't you dance with me
I'm not no Limburger
Just a limburger
Dance this mess around
Dance this mess around, 'round, 'round
Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do the Shu-ga-loo
Do the Shy Tuna
Do the Camel Walk
Do the Hip-o-crit
Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake
Oh-it's time to do 'em right
Hey now, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?
Huh?
I say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better
What you say?
I'm just askin'
Shake-Bake-Shake-Bake
Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do all 16 dances
They do all 16 dances
Do the Coo-ca-choo
Do the Aqua-velva
Do the Dirty Dog
Do the Escalator
Ah-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake
It's time to do 'em right
Hey! Fred, now don't that make you feel a whole lot better now?
Huh?
Say, don't that make you feel a whole lot better?
What you say?
I'm just askin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Stop!
Dance on over
Yeah, yeah
Dance, dance, dance this mess around
Dance this mess around
Shake, shake-a-bake shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Dance this mess around
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Rock Lobster

length: 6:51
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
co-producer: Robert Ash
assistant engineer: Cass Rigby
lead vocals: Fred Schneider
guitar: Ricky Wilson
background vocals: Kate Pierson and Cindy Wilson
bass synthesizer: Kate Pierson
drums (drum set): Keith Strickland
farfisa: Kate Pierson
percussion: Keith Strickland
tambourine: Cindy Wilson
writer: Ricky Wilson, Kate Pierson, Fred Schneider, Keith Strickland, Cindy Wilson
We were at a party
His ear lobe fell in the deep
Someone reached in and grabbed it
It was a rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster

We were at the beach
Everybody had matching towels
Somebody went under a dock
And there they saw a rock
It wasn't a rock
It was a rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster

Motion in the ocean
His air hose broke
Lots of trouble
Lots of bubble
He was in a jam
S'in a giant clam
Rock rock
Rock lobster

Down, down

Lobster rock
Lobster rock

Let's rock!

Boy's in bikinis
Girls in surfboards
Everybody's rockin'
Everybody's fruggin'

Twistin' 'round the fire
Havin' fun
Bakin' potatoes
Bakin' in the sun

Put on your noseguard
Put on the Lifeguard
Pass the tanning butter

Here comes a stingray
There goes a manta-ray
In walked a jelly fish
There goes a dog-fish
Chased by a cat-fish
In flew a sea robin
Watch out for that piranha
There goes a narwhal
Here comes a bikini whale!

Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster

Lava

length: 4:56
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
arranger: Cindy Wilson and Kate Pierson
assistant engineer: Cass Rigby
writer: Cindy Wilson, Kate Pierson, Ricky Wilson, Fred Schneider, Keith Strickland
My body's burnin' like a lava from a Maura Loa
My heart's crackin' like a Krakatoa
Krakatoa, east of java, molten bodies, fiery lava

Fire, fire, burnin' bright
Turn on your love lava
Turn on your lava light
Fire, oh volcano, over you
Don't let your lava love turn to stone
Keep it burnin'
Keep it burnin' here at home

Oooo hot lava
Oooo hot lava

My love may be as high as the highest volcano
But the altitude is way too high
Well it gets so cold when you look at me that way, yeah
I just want to have that hot lava
Lovin' me away

My love's mountin'
My love's eruptin' like a red hot volcano
Fire, oh volcano, over you
I gotta lotta lava love locked up inside me

My love's a lava bomb
Knock you in the head
Knock you in the head
Kick you in the lava bed
Over you, hot lava
Don't let your lava love turn to stone
Keep in burnin'
Keep it burnin' here at home

Oooo it's so hot
It's burnin' up in here
Oooo look out, it's about to erupt
Oooo my body's burnin' like a lava from a Mauna Loa
My heart's crackin' like a Krakatoa

Hot fire, red-hot fire
Lava, ohh, hot lava
Hot lava, red-hot lava
Hot lava, re-e-ed, hot lava
Oh hot lava

I'm gonna let it go
Let it flow like Pompeii or Herculaneum
Let it sizzle, let it rise
Don't let your lava love flow turn to stone
Keep it burnin'
Keep it burnin' here at home

I'm gonna jump in a crater
See ya later
Oooo hot lava
Oooo hot lava
Hot lava
Red hot lava
Hot lava
Red hot lava
Yeah

There’s a Moon in the Sky (Called the Moon)

length: 4:58
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
guitar: Cindy Wilson
writer: Keith Strickland, Fred Schneider, Ricky Wilson, Kate Pierson, Cindy Wilson
There's a moon in the sky
It's called the moon
And everybody is there, including,

Saturn, Mercury
Saturn, Venus
Saturn, Mars
Saturn, Jupiter
The Van Allen Belt

Roll-roll-roll-roll-rollin' in Andromeda
Won-ton-ton-ton rama-in-Andromeda

There's too many rings---This is the Space Age
There's too many things---This is the Space Age
Just ain't no atmosphere tonight

If you're lucky you get to ride in a gold meteorite
If you're not, you get a mouth, a mouthful of red Kryptonite
You better move over
Here comes a Super-nova
Kryptonite- - -
Destination moon

If you're in outer space
Don't feel out of place
'cause there are thousands of others like you
Others like you
Others like you

Well there's a moon, it's in the sky
It's called the moon
And everybody is there 'cluding
'ranus
Neptune
'ranus
Pluto
Destination moon

Many gamma rays around it
Van Allen Belt surrounds it
This is the Space Age
Please don't worry

This is the Space Age
Just don't worry
This is the Space Age
Others like you
Ahhh ahhh..........

Hero Worship

length: 4:09
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
assistant engineer: Cass Rigby
guitar: Kate Pierson
keyboard bass: Fred Schneider
writer: Cindy Wilson, Kate Pierson, Ricky Wilson, Fred Schneider, Keith Strickland
Heroes falling to the ground
Like Hell's magnet
Pulls me down
On my knees
I try to please his eyes
His idol eyes

Jerking motions won't revive him
Mouth to mouth resusitation
I just lay down beside him
And idolize

Motor, motor
Broken hearted
Rusted, rotted
Falling apart
A lock of hair
A belt he wore
It's not enough
I WANT MORE

God give me his soul
God give me his soul

Heroes falling to the ground
Like Hell's magnet
Pulls me down
On my knees
I try to please his eyes
His idol eyes

6060‒842

length: 2:53
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
writer: Kate Pierson, Fred Schneider, Keith Strickland, Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson
6060-842!

Tina went to the Lady's room
Saw written on the wall
"If you'd like a very nice time
Just give this number a call"

It was 6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you

Tina reached in her pocketbook
Pulled out a thin dime
Dropped it in the phone slot
Prayin' she'd get the line

It was 6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you

Dial the number to call
Get no answer at all
Dime's in the slot
Ready to trot

Uh, 6060-842
I've been tryin' all day
And I'm makin' no headway
Operator, what's wrong?
I dial stupid number all day long

Operator said,
Your number's been disconnected
Your number's been disconnected
Your number's been disconnected
Your number's been disconnected

Hello?
I'm sorry
Hello?
I'm sorry
Hello?
I'm sorry

Downtown

length: 2:57
producer: Chris Blackwell
engineer: Robert Ash
arranger: Keith Strickland, Cindy Wilson and Tony Hatch
composer: Tony Hatch
lyricist: Tony Hatch
When you're alone, and life is making you lonely
You can always go
Downtown

When you've got worries, all the noise and hurry
Seems to help, I know
Downtown

Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city,
Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there...
You can forget all your troubles; forget all your cares, and go
Downtown, things will be great when you're
Downtown, you'll find a place for sure
Downtown, everything's waiting for you

Downtown, downtown

Don't hang around, and let your problems surround you,
There are movie shows
Downtown

Maybe you know some little places to go to
Where they never close
Downtown

Just listen to the rhythm of a gentle Bossa Nova
You'll be dancing with 'em too before the night is over,
Happy again
The lights are much brighter there,
You can forget all your troubles; forget all your cares, and go
Downtown, where all the lights are bright
Downtown, waiting for you tonight
Downtown, you're gonna be all right now

Downtown, downtown, downtown

Downtown!

Downtown!

And you may find somebody kind to help and understand you;
Someone who is just like you and needs a gentle hand to
Guide them along
So maybe I'll see you there,
We can forget all our troubles; forget all our cares, and go
Downtown, things will be great when you're
Downtown, don't wait a minute more
Downtown, everything's waiting for you

Downtown, downtown
Downtown, downtown
Downtown, downtown
Downtown, downtown
Downtown, downtown