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Paroles : Blast From the Past

Toffee, Toffee...

Jonny?

Ugh. "Jonny, Jonny, Jonny!" Get your mind out of the graveyard, Toffee, and onto more important matters. Your appearance, for example! Black is simply not your color

Toffee, Toffee, say you'll be true...

Jonny, Jonny, can that be you?

As boundless as the heavens
(All the bad times)
Eternal as the soul
(Sad and scary)
As destined as the sunset
(Leave 'em in the cemetery)
When the credits start to roll
As certain as the starlight
(Just imagine)
When the day has gone to black
(What's ahead)
Yes it's said and done
(Life is jam and ginger bread)
Our souls are one!
(No use dwelling on the dead!)
Jonny, Jonny
(Take each moment)
How can this be?
(As it comes)

Toffee, Toffee
(If life's the pits)
Come set me free!
(We'll find the plums)
Toffee, Toffee
(March along)
Are you ready for more?
(And heed the drums of)
Open the door, Toffee
(Rules, regulations)
Open the door--!
(And re--)

Ah!
Holy moly!

Lazarus has risen
From a sea-bound sunken cage!
Heaven help us!

Fresh from the atom
And the modern age... !
I'm a blast from the past
I'm a force for the future
A teenage zombie, an acquired taste
Oxy-clear and toxic waste
I'm a blast, blast, blast --
From the all-too-recent past!

Tales of terror!

Oh, let's hear it for the mutant
I'm a living proton boom!

House of horrors!

Back like a demon
From beyond the tomb... !
I'm a blast from the past
I'm the fire from the fusion
A toxic student with a shocking tale
Shaking up the geiger scale
I'm a blast, blast, blast --
From the all-too-recent past!

Woo!
Did you miss your buried boyfriend?
Cry yourself to sleep at night?
Come and kiss your Monster Mister
Plug me in and watch me light!
Step right up and see me, ladies
Now appearing straight from Hades!
Get dolled up and Haute Cuisine me
Hold me tight and carbon-fourteen me!
I'm a blast from the past!

Blast from the past!

I'm a ghost from the graveyard

Ghost from the graveyard!

A senior riding the atomic tide
(Ooh)
Of root beer floats and formaldehyde
(Ah)
I'm a blast, blast, blast --

(Yeah!)
He's a blast from the past
(Ooh, yeah)
He's a force for the future
(For the future)
A teenage zombie, an acquired taste
(Oh)
Oxy-clear and toxic waste
(Ah, woo!)
He's/I'm a blast, blast, blast --
Aah, aah, aah, aah --

From the all-too-recent past!