Lyrics Moderne Man / Satisfy Your Lust - M, Robin Scott

Moderne Man / Satisfy Your Lust

Here today, gone tomorrow
He is vacant, he is hunger
Nothing changes and nothing lasts
He has no future, he has no past
From the bottom to the top man
This is a mung disease
He’ll keep a clean nose and a suntan
But really he’s living on his knees
'Cause he’s a moderne man with no solution
A moderne man with no confusion
Moderne man is obsolete
Moderne man, repeat, repeat
And without the biggest bash
He’ll form an economic clash
An animal with bare conditioning
He can’t stop his self from shrinking
Give me your name and give me your number
I’ll call you later today
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Am I, too, Just another cliche?
No, I’m a moderne man with no direction
A moderne man with little connection
Moderne man with a head for heights
A moderne man on the lonely nights
Moderne man
Are you listening?
Am I a man?
Or just a machine?
An inflatable doll
From a magazine?
No two words mean the same again
You want, I need, you take, I plead
But every time I see you, you’re falling out the door
I’m very paranoid living outside your door, go on…
Satisfy your lust
Before we go fast
Yeah, satisfy your lust
Before you go fast
Your lips, strawberry
This is a pleasure
You’re a sensation
Dressed in leather
You say «No I can’t!»
You can!
You would!
I won’t!
You’re not!
I am!
Last night, I dreamt I was breaking down your door
'Cause I’ve got desert you’ve been waiting for
Satisfy your lust
Before we go fast
Yeah, satisfy your lust
Before you go fast
Are you a woman?
Or just a machine?
An inflatable doll
From a magazine?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
Now, he’s making money while she’s making love
The only time he makes it, she never gets enough, no
Satisfy your lust
Before we go fast
Yeah, satisfy your lust
Before we go fast
Satisfy your lust
Before we go fast
Ooh, satisfy your lust
Before we go fast
Sa-tis-fy
Your lust
You may come and you may go, now
And a few romances
Stop, look and you will see how
He’s alone when he dances
Moderne man, is he falling?
Moderne man, he is calling
Moderne man, it fits so nicely
Moderne man, he’s precisely
Moderne man, you make me feel so
Moderne man, I want to go go
Moderne man, yes you named me
Moderne man, you’re so trembly
Moderne man, it fits the name, oh
Moderne man, I don’t think so
Moderne man
Is just a bash, ah