Hyperactive!

Album: The Flat Earth (1984)
Charted: 17 62
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  • Hmm, tell me about your childhood
    Oh

    At the tender age of three
    I was hooked to a machine
    Just to keep my mouth from spouting junk
    Ha, must have took me for a fool
    'Cause they chucked me out of school
    'Cause the teacher knew I had the funk
    But tonight, I'm on the edge
    You better shut me in the fridge
    Because I'm burning up
    Ow, I'm burning up
    With the vision in my brain
    And the music in my veins
    And the dirty rhythm in my blood

    They are messing with my heart
    And they're messing with my heart
    And they're messing with my heart
    Won't stop messing with my
    Oh, ripping me apart

    Hyperactive when I'm small
    Hyperactive, now I'm grown
    Hyperactive and the night is young
    In a minute, I'll blow

    And they're messing with my heart
    (So how long have you been having these delusions?)
    Keep on messing with my heart
    (Hmm, please tell me more about your mother)
    Oh, ripping, ripping, ripping, ripping, ripping me apart

    Semaphore out on the floor
    Messages from outer space
    Deep heat for the feet
    The rhythm of your heartbeat
    'Cause the music of the street
    It isn't any rap-attack (oh)
    It isn't any rap-attack (oh)
    Rap-a, rap-a, rap-a, t-t-t-t-t-tack

    I can reach into your homes
    Like an itch in your headphones
    You can't turn it up, ow
    Yuh-huh, I'm the shape in your back room
    I'm the breather on the phone
    And I'm burning up, ow
    But there's one thing I must say
    'Fore they lock me up again
    You'd be safer at the back
    When I'm having an
    Attack, attack, attack, attack
    Hyperactive when I'm small
    Hyperactive, now I'm tall
    Hyperactive as the day is long
    Hyperactive in my bones
    Hyperactive in your phones
    Hyperactive and the night is young
    Hyperactive when I'm small
    Hyperactive, now I'm grown
    Hyperactive 'til I'm dead and gone

    Stand up, hyperactivate
    Get up, hyperactivate
    Wise up, hyperactivate
    London, hyperactivate

    Hyperactive when I'm small
    Hyperactive, now I'm tall
    Hyperactive as the day is long
    Hyperactive in my bones
    Hyperactive in your phones
    Hyperactive and the night is young
    Hyperactive when I'm small
    Hyperactive, now I'm grown Writer/s: Thomas Dolby
    Publisher: Word Collections Publishing
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