Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Apollo 9’ by Adam & The Ants. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Adam & The Ants or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Ten – dress it up
Nine – dress it up
Eight – dress it up
Seven – dress it up, dress it up
Six
fa fa fa fa fa five (ooh!)
Hey hey what do you say?
Had me a woman she ran away
Warned me one time, warned me twice
Found me out and it weren’t too nice.
Hey hey what do you say?
Had me a woman she ran away
Can the chatter, bye-bye dear
Carved me a crimson career.
Well whoopsin-a whoopsin (dress it up)
Jan jan jammering (dress it up, dress it up)
Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (dress it up)
Delta hey max nine
We will be fine (we will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
“Way out of line” (out of line)
“Way out of line” (out of line)
Ten – dress it up
Nine – dress it up
Eight – dress it up
Seven – dress it up, dress it up
Six
fa fa fa fa fa five
Hey hey what do you say?
Had me a woman she flew away
Climbed onto the nearest star
Miss her lots, but there you are.
Hey hey what do you say?
Had me a woman she flew away
I don’t worry, things are fine
Way up there in Apollo 9
Well whoopsin-a whoopsin (dress it up)
Jan jan jammering (dress it up, dress it up)
Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (dress it up)
Delta hey max nine
We will be fine (we will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
“Way out of line” (out of line)
“Way out of line” (out of line)
Well whoopsin-a whoopsin (dress it up)
Jan jan jammering (dress it up, dress it up)
Yabba-yabba-ding-ding (dress it up)
Delta hey max nine
We will be fine (we will be fine)
Apollo 9 (Apollo 9)
Even though NASA say
“Way out of line” (out of line)
“Way out of line” (out of line)
Hey hey what do you say?
Had me a woman she flew away
Climbed onto the nearest star
Miss her lots, but there you are.
Hey hey what do you say?
Choochalaben dollaley
You can run, you won’t get far
a-leyben in your capella.
Hey hey what do you say?
Had me a woman she flew away
Climbed onto the nearest star
Miss her lots, but there you are.
Hey hey what do you say?
Blast off time, I’m please to say
Write a letter, be home soon
Busy lassooing the moon.
Ten – dress it up
Nine – dress it up
Eight – dress it up
Seven – dress it up, dress it up
Six
fa fa fa fa fa five