• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Monte Carlo - Mott the Hoople
• Monte Carlo - Verve
• Monte Carlo - The Verve
• Monte Carlo - Diane Cluck
• Monte Carlo - Mott

Everyone agrees, a little money helps to please,
But I just took so much of it, I'm shakin' at the knees
And we've gotta leave this town.
We've had a heavy day, but the law want us to stay,
We told them thanks a lot, but we've just got to get away
And we've gotta leave right now!
There's a place I gotta be, and time won't wait for me
But I gotta make it alone
I can see the river wind, and hear the guns behind
We gotta move, we gotta run,
Away from what we've done.
Only yesterday I was lazing in the sun,
Makin' out with bar-room queens and boozing like a bum
Now we've gotta leave this town
It don't seem really fair, but then thinkin' of my share,
I guess it can't be bad, 'cos I must be a millionaire,
So we've gotta leave right now.
There's a place I gotta go where nobody'll know
And I've gotta make it alone
I can see the hills ahead, and the skyline turning red ...
Now I'm crawling down the street with an independent air,
Feeling good from being loose, so we ain't got a care
And feeling like settling down
But someone starts to stare, and he jumps up from his chair,
Before he gets to make a sound, I'm sitting on my mare
And we've gotta leave right now
I don't know where to go, and I'm feeling pretty low
But I've gotta make it alone
And as I turn around, I can see a dusty cloud ...
We gotta move, we gotta run,
Away from what we've done
We gotta move, we gotta run,

Monte Carlo
Dream....Dream....
Damaged...do you see through the scream...
Damaged...but I know I will survive
Damaged...but I guess I'll move on...
Dream....Dream...
Live this life before your soul's a smoke ring, in the sky...
Just keeping it, keeping it on, on ,on...
Just keeping it, keeping it on, on on...
Just keep it, keep it, keep it on, just keeping it, keep anything...
Dream...Dream...
Live this life before your soul's a smoke ring, in the sky
Damaged...do you see through the scream
Damaged...but I know I will survive
Damaged...but I guess I'll move on
Too many people, too many dreams now, too many dreams now,
I gonna come out now, I've gotta come back now...
Dream...Dream..Yeah, Dream
Live your life before your soul's a smoke ring in the sky
Dream...Dream...

Monte Carlo
Dream....Dream....
Damaged...do you see through the scream...
Damaged...but I know I will survive
Damaged...but I guess I'll move on...
Dream....Dream...
Live this life before your soul's a smoke ring, in the sky...
Just keeping it, keeping it on, on ,on...
Just keeping it, keeping it on, on on...
Just keep it, keep it, keep it on, just keeping it, keep anything...
Dream...Dream...
Live this life before your soul's a smoke ring, in the sky
Damaged...do you see through the scream
Damaged...but I know I will survive
Damaged...but I guess I'll move on
To many people, to many dreams now, to many dreams now,
I gonna come out now, I've gotta come back now...
Dream...Dream..Yeah, Dream
Live your life before your soul's a smoke ring in the sky
Dream...Dream...
Live your life before your soul's a smoke ring in the sky

And the three lonely things poking up from the water
are her nipples and her nose as she floats on her back
And the sand is deserted except for me standing
I stand as the landmark to keep her on track
So the ocean wont pull her away
I'm guarding our bags since I really can't swim
and I don't want to learn, though she does try to teach
but thieves who scope tourists at night in the city
in daytime all probably hang at this beach
You never know in Monte Carlo
From noon until evening her skin changes color
from paler than mine to a sun-punished red
So I expect havoc tonight around bedtime
she'll want me to blow on her blisters in bed
That's the sun in Monte Carlo
The keeper of the lighthouse is sleeping
so we creep upstairs to play with his beam
Making ships stray from their courses intended
by highlighting rocks and the shallows between them
And the smashing of hulls in the night seemed to have no consequence at all like the action in dreams
In the morning gulls pick over jetsam and junk
over flotsam but feeling no guilt for their screams
While we spent three quarters of our time apologizing
for the quarter of the time
that we're thoughtless and thoughtless and mean
Just for fun in Monte Carlo
Just for fun in Monte Carlo
We go to the cliffs where the men cruise eachother
their cars come and go like the change of the tide
Where Grace Kelly swam her last swim on the planet
When Grace Kelly's Roadster flipped over the side of the guardrail
One guy looked so nervous in standing alone
My friend saw him shaking and started to laugh
I said "wouldn't you be nervous if you knew in ten minutes
you'd have the surf at your feet and some stranger up your back
giving you his best Monte Carlo"
A ten-minute double ringed halo
You know the most breathtaking sight I've seen in a while
was the site of French men fucking under the stars
We watched them dancing like mermen on fire
'til cops came and chased them away in their cars
We watched them run in Monte Carlo
We watched them and we laid low
And my girl is as red as a rare hot-house flower
her skin is so burned that she's giving off heat
And my girl is as tired as nobody's business
but sea air makes sleeping incredibly sweet
Two more nights in Monte Carlo
And her burn will be a tan
She can't sleep- she just said so

(Overend Watts)
Everyone agrees, a little money helps to please,
But I just took so much of it, I'm shakin' at the knees
And we've gotta leave this town.
We've had a heavy day, but the law want us to stay,
We told them ";Thanks a lot, but we've just got to get away";
And we've gotta leave right now!
There's a place I gotta be, and time won't wait for me
But I gotta make it alone
I can see the river wind, and hear the guns behind
We gotta move, we gotta run,
away from what we've done.
Only yesterday I was lazing in the sun,
Makin' out with bar-room queens and boozing like a bum
Now we've gotta leave this town
It don't seem really fair, but then thinkin' of my share,
I guess it can't be bad, 'cos I must be a millionaire,
So we've gotta leave right now.
There's a place I gotta go where nobody'll know
And I've gotta make it alone
I can see the hills ahead, and the skyline turning red ....
Now I'm crawling down the street with an independent air,
Feeling good from being loose, so we ain't got a care
And feeling like settling down
But someone starts to stare, and he jumps up from his chair,
Before he gets to make a sound, I'm sitting on my mare
And we've gotta leave right now
I don't know where to go, and I'm feeling pretty low
But I've gotta make it alone
And as I turn around, I can see a dusty cloud ....
We gotta move, we gotta run,
Away from what we've done
We gotta move, we gotta run,
All the way to Monte Carlo.