Manhattan Transfer - 10 Minutes Till The Savages Come


Spiked heels and porkpie hat--
Have you on the mend in no time flat
A shimmy and a shake, a pitter and pat
Hey there sugar--
Take a look at that!Don't you despair 'cause your fantasy life is nowhere
Under my care you'll be back in the pink
Drunk without a drinkTunnel down in soft silk and satin
Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum
Make believe it's midnite in Manhattan
0 minutes till the savages comeCome here and don't look back--
Meet me at the end of the cul-de-sac
Come on! Stand up at attention and I'll do the same
Hey there tiger, now don't you be ashamedLife has a way of destroying our sense of child's play
But under my wing you'll be back in the pink
Drunk without a drinkTunnel down in soft silk and satin
Let your backbone roll to the rumble of the drum
Make believe it's midnite in Manhattan
0 minutes till the savages comeSigmund Freud himself wouldn't need to worry
If his hands were tied by me
There's no neurosis that this doctor can't diagnose
I'll find the monster and deliver a lethal doseLife has a way of destroying our sense of child's play
But under my wing you'll be back in the pink
Drunk without a drink

Spiked heels and porkpie hat--
Have you on the mend in no time flat
A shimmy and a shake, a pitter and pat
Hey there sugar--
Take a look at that!Don't you despair 'cause your fantasy life is nowhere
Under my care you'll be back in the pink
Drunk without a drinkTunnel down in soft silk and satin
Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum
Make believe it's midnite in Manhattan
0 minutes till the savages comeCome here and don't look back--
Meet me at the end of the cul-de-sac
Come on! Stand up at attention and I'll do the same
Hey there tiger, now don't you be ashamedLife has a way of destroying our sense of child's play
But under my wing you'll be back in the pink
Drunk without a drinkTunnel down in soft silk and satin
Let your backbone roll to the rumble of the drum
Make believe it's midnite in Manhattan
0 minutes till the savages comeSigmund Freud himself wouldn't need to worry
If his hands were tied by me
There's no neurosis that this doctor can't diagnose
I'll find the monster and deliver a lethal doseLife has a way of destroying our sense of child's play
But under my wing you'll be back in the pink
Drunk without a drink
ten minutes til the savages come

from the 1991 Manhattan Transfer album, "The Offbeat of Avenues."

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