[Intro:]
A nuh play ting
Nuh kids meal
Me nuh fight gyal war
Gunshot a beat weh yuh heart beat
Blood a leak pan di concrete (di rifle)
Bun him up like a lightning strike him
People swear seh a lion bite him
Finger strength me nuh lose inna war
Me nuh fling big stone and me nuh join fist fighting
[Chorus:]
Ey. when me squeeze it inna face bwoy dead
Shot a beat inna yuh bloodclaat head
Purple lotion nah go heal it
It cya stich up with needle and stread
When me squeeze it inna face bwoy dead
Shot a beat inna yuh bloodclaat head
When yuh see miller 9 rise di taurus
Gwaan like yuh head cya buss
[Verse 1:]
Stand up, when di glock a bank bang up
Double explosion yuh face bomb up
Me lef body fi johncrow nyam nyam up
Doctor seh execute him stomach
Dem nah go win
Dem pussy deh a hurry come up
Buss him throat like goat curry stir up
Kill him quiet knife noise neva tun up
Rise up di SK
Point pon him fren and say
[Chorus:]
Ey. when me squeeze it inna face bwoy dead
Shot a beat inna yuh bloodclaat head
Purple lotion nah go heal it
It cya stich up with needle and stread
When me squeeze it inna face bwoy dead
Shot a beat inna yuh bloodclaat head
When yuh see miller 9 rise di taurus
Gwaan like yuh head cya buss
[Verse 2:]
Me buss it til di fyah pin bruk
Get a sharpa pin
Kill him inna middle day
Mr. Palmer ting
Gun inna headback like cher
When barberr trim
Jim daggerin
Dem nah go win
Me nuh fyah nuh small strap
Bwai hear shot a beat roun go call cop
Dem hear di shot inna di background
And dem seh a miller 9 shot dat
Bwai don't call bak
[Chorus:]
Ey. when me squeeze it inna face bwoy dead
Shot a beat inna yuh bloodclaat head
Purple lotion nah go heal it
It cya stich up with needle and stread
When me squeeze it inna face bwoy dead
Shot a beat inna yuh bloodclaat head
When yuh see miller 9 rise di taurus
Gwaan like yuh head cya buss
[Ontro:]
A nuh play ting
Nuh kids meal
Me nuh fight gyal war
Gunshot a beat weh yuh heart beat
Blood a leak pan di concrete (di rifle)
Bun him up like a lightning strike him
People swear seh a lion bite him
Finger strength me nuh lose inna war
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I had finally beat my nerve
To watch her on the stage
Removing all her clothes
Revealing only age
Some men stared with a stun
Some sat in married guilt
That night I chewed a brick
For ideals I had built
And there we were in each other's arms
The very 1st dance that seemed to last
For ever¡
Our heads they almost touched
Our feet beneath us moved
Professional her dance
And me the horses hoof
The lights the beat the vision
I'd conjured in my head
Had magically appeared
And disappeared again The music stopped we parted
But only for a bar
Off to the Bahamas
Back into her arms
The excitement of a kiss
Quenched my lovers thirst
We walked into the cold night
A night to remember
(Difford/Tilbrook)
You find a hair on my jacket
And you know it's not mine
You look at my pillow
But you're wasting your time
Because I'm out of touch with you
Your smile no longer sings
I'm so out of touch with you
Now your phone forever rings
You see a code in my book
And it doesn't ring a bell
And this girl I am seeing
Says she really couldn't tell
Because I'm out of touch with you
I have seen another heart
I was so in love with you
Love and thanks I can I can't
I won't comb my hair for you anymore
I won't be in early
I won't be in late
I won't be in at all so don't sit in and wait You hear a howl in the dark
And you hope that it is me
But there's no chance
Now there's no one else to see
Because I'm out of touch with you
Your trap will never be sprung
I'm so out of touch with you
So the final verse is sung
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I think to myself when we kiss
Your husband is watching
From his portrait his eyes are looking down
On the slipper and stocking
Back against the bookcase
Down upon the floor
Empty the decanter
Slur again for more.
His house, Her home, our future in a lover's world
Her son, Her heart, her love for me, tomorrow's world
I laugh at myself when your son
Is watching cartoons
In the morning he's looking up at me
When we're in the bathroom
Sees me kissing mother
Doesn't blink an eye
Asks a lot of questions
Answers hard to find. I talk to myself when I'm drunk
And she is still sober
Words are so few and far between
My arms reach to hold her
Hungry for the love
I rescued from the grave
The past is just a portrait
The future's ours to frame
(Difford/Tilbrook)
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You get your trunks
Out of the drawer
You see yourself
As once before
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
The empty box
Lies on the chair
Another steroid
Grease your hair and you're
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
The sun-ray lamp
Is put away
There is no need
To be afraid
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
So fix yourself
Into a shape
Your audience
Is half awake and you're
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
The time has come
To flex your back
Another day
For you, meat-rack
Strong in reason
Strong in maker
Strong in arm
Strong with almost perfect charm
Strong intention
Strong in strength
Strong in almost every sense
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
And on the stage
The lights are green
It's one step forward
Now you've been seen
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
The right arm up
The left arm down
Open mouth
The vacant crowd
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
The chest of wax
Flips like a coin
Into the rhythm
Into the join
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
The ladies in
The comfortable seats
They look at you with
Eyes so deep 'cause they're
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
Well take a bow
Because you'll get the sack
I'm pleased to slag you off
Meat-rack
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
Strong in maker
Strong in arm
Strong with almost perfect charm
Strong intention
Strong in strength
Strong in almost every sense
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
Strong in reason
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
I can't remember what happened last night
Was there trouble or was there a fight
I was out with what was her name
What I did will I ever do again
And if I did it then what did I do
Would you let that happen to you
I'll give this morning back to my bed
I can't remember I might be dead
Cupids arrow sliding through the sky
See you tomorrow come around tonight
I can't remember what your kiss is like
I can't remember if you're black or white
I wish I could, I wish I would remember what
I can't remember what happened at all
I found my suit all over the hall
My telephones looking upside down
Was there paint all over the town
Is it sunny and is it July
Does it matter and if so then why
I'll give this morning back to my cot
I can't remember if I've been shot
I can't remember which body is mine
Is it the left or is it the right
Maybe I had an excess of drink
What's this mess I find in the sink
Ashtrays emptied all over my shoes
Everytime I this booze
Can't find time for words on the phone
I'll leave today to play on its own
(Difford/Tilbrook)
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I like schoolgirls and lollipops
White socks and lemon drops
Stack heels and knotted ties
Tight jeans and painted eyes
Girls dressed in hockey gear
School days are always here
Yeah, I'm out of control
I'm out of control
And I don't mind saying
It's gonna be a good one tonight
I'm out of control
And I don't mind waiting
For what you call a bit of alright
I'm out of control
I like big girls and Spiderman
Deep water and Paris tan
Short skirts and lace-up flies
Long grass and starry nights
All girls in navy blue
Here's what we think of you
Yeah, we're out of control
We're out of control
And I don't mind saying
It's gonna be a good one tonight
I'm out of control
And I don't mind waiting
For what you call a bit of alright
I'm out of control
I like blonde hair and sailor's tops
Fish tights and prison crops
Long tongues and docker's grips
Pony tails and sinking ships
Swim suits and judo gear
Look out the boys are here
Singing we're out of control
We're out of control
And I don't mind saying
It's gonna be a good one tonight
I'm out of control
And I don't mind waiting
For what you call a bit of alright
I'm out of control
(Difford/Tilbrook)
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You're like a spot on a neck
You're like a bounce in a cheque
You're like a rip in a parachute
You're like a scratch on a face
You're like a suicide case
Like a hippy playing the spoons - you're a jerk boy
You're like a skid in the pants
You're like an actor at Cannes
You're like a car with a broken hose
You're like a coffee that's cold
You're like a joke that's been told
You're like a model with a broken nose - you're a jerk boy
Rool Britannia
Britannia rules the waves
You're like a girl with pink eyes
You're like a loser that tries
You're like a dose from a day on the broads
You're like a one armed miner
You're like a mirror designer
You're like a day in the life of a lord - you're a jerk boy
Rool Britannia
Britannia rules the waves
You're like a spot on a neck
You're like a bounce in a cheque
You're like a skid in the pants
You're like an actor at Cannes
You're like a girl with pink eyes
You're like a loser that tries
You're like a scratch on a face
You're like a suicide case
You're like a coffee that's cold
Just like a joke that's been told
You're a jerk boy
Rool Britannia
Britannia rules the waves
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Brain engages mouth
Mouth expresses thoughts
Of how we shared those fun fair rides
Beneath the darkness of the night
Time can crowd the head
Like a sardine can
The summer that began to blur
Has put us on the calendar
This summer there won¡¯t be a cloud in the sky
I¡¯m so made up I feel I could take off and fly
This summer we¡¯ve pulled all the sheets off the bed
I¡¯m so happy I can¡¯t get you out of my head
This summer I am so in love with you Mornings pass us by
As curtains hide the sun
Nights we spent out of control
Like two flags wrapped around a pole
I see the helter skelter lights
And hear the music in the breeze
And when we¡¯re skimming stones tonight
It feels so good that you¡¯re with me
This summer there won¡¯t be a cloud in the sky
I¡¯m so made up I feel I could take off and fly
This summer we¡¯ve pulled all the sheets off the bed
I¡¯m so happy I can¡¯t get you out of my head
There¡¯s no reason to ever feel lonely again
This summer I am so in love with you
(Difford/Tilbrook)
You took all you could
And gave all you had
Knowing that I would have to understand
As you changed the locks
And threw out my socks
There was peace at hand
You sat in my chair
Your chin on your knees
I¡¯m no longer there
And you look so pleased
I don¡¯t think that I know what to say
In my heart I love you anyway
I want you today How can I score points
And win back your trust
Where our two hearts join
There¡¯s a sign of rust
From the tears you¡¯ve cried
With the times I¡¯ve lied
To the two of us
I don¡¯t think that I know what to say
In my heart I want you anyway
I can see the road behind me as I walk
I can feel the hurt that¡¯s burning as I talk
I can see the kids
As they play outside
I can read their lips
Their eyes open wide
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I had the rug pulled from under my feet
But I didn¡¯t feel a thing
I can¡¯t believe the luck I seem to have
And the joy that good luck brings
When I die I¡¯ll return as a housefly
And land upon her wall
So I can see who she¡¯ll end up with
If it¡¯s anyone at all
Did I say that
How could anyone be so wicked and cruel
I sat and listened to the radio
A landscape of moving noise
She was busy looking through the curtains
Her nose in a distant void
Then I thought I would come back as a spider
Because she hates them so much
They get sprayed down the bathroom plughole
Can I expect the same touch
Maybe not then
Because beneath it all we¡¯re wicked and cruel
Shut up, listen to the radio I can¡¯t help feeling I¡¯ve been stepped on
She likes to kick like a mule
Did I say that
How could anyone be so wicked and cruel
If I come back as her would I love me
How could anyone be so wicked and cruel
She likes to think I¡¯m a fool
Two fools in love
How could anyone be so wicked and cruel
They had just made love, silent on the bed
This was their celebration
She had her eyes closed, nothing was said
They had fulfilled temptation
He looked through the curtains, he looked at the phone
He couldn't be certain if this was his home
Satisfied that this was it, a rhythmic breath and a gentle grip
Satisfied and they were sure, they couldn't fulfill each other more
They stroked each other, he played with her hair
Deep in a warm sedation
The legs of his jeans hung over the chair
Love was their meditation
She looked at his shoulders, she looked at his eyes
The look there told her he was satisfied
They laid there, apart in another world
Deep in a warm sedation
As love turned to sleep, their bodies curled
Into sweet inspiration
They looked at each other, they looked at the night
Breaking up is breaking my heart
Is showing me the door and if I get it open
I'll discover that there's much more to life than this
As I hit the wall with the full force of my fist
I concede this time to defeat
I keep crying in my sleep
Dear boy, poor boy
I keep crying in my sleep
Breaking up is making me see
Inside myself again and if I can keep looking
Inside then I might change the things that I fear
It keeps my heart awake and stops the tears
My nights are incomplete
I keep crying in my sleep
The sound of her voice, the sound of her words
I hear every breath, each whisper is heard
But it's so hard now, now, she is gone
Everything I did I did wrong, I keep crying in my sleep
And if I turn full circle, perhaps I'll see
That the road ahead is clear
When the world that's on my shoulder disappears
Did you ever read the words
That said love would end
I read them tonight
Mistakes I can't defend
I didn't stop to think
And I upset her
I've said goodnight tonight
The last time forever
I think of her tonight
She keeps me from my sleep
But what can I do
With all of these memories
I used to be so shy
And hide my temper
I've said goodnight tonight
The last time forever
It all went wrong when I grew jealous
I didn't realize my strength
Could take the life of one so precious
Together we were known as good friends
Did you ever read the words
That say I love you
I read them tonight
But what good can love do
I regret what I have done
It wasn't clever
I've said goodnight tonight
The last time forever
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Slaughtered gutted and heartbroken
With no spirit or no soul
My emotions have been stolen
Love has left me with this hole
Now my heart's a deep dark cavern
Emptiness is all I feel
I'm the pig she tried to fatten
And now all I do is squeal
But things could be worse
Things could be very bad for me
O' my dear I find myself
A stitch short of a tapestry Patience on the verge of breaking
I'm kicking cans around the street
Like a bad cold I need shaking
Like a fool I want to cheat
But to me she was an angel
And I went and let her down
The attraction was so fatal
That she kicked me off her cloud
The light was on there in her window
I saw her shadow moving around
I tried to stand on tip toes
Hoping that she might look down
I wanted so bad to call her
But I had to walk away
Slaughtered, gutted and heartbroken
Another diamond down the drain
I've been totally re-strung
I'm in tune and I'm in love
I'm a piano that's made out of fruit
I'm the frog she chose to keep
Perhaps not a handsome prince
There is nothing I feel I've got to prove
CHORUS
If I fall in love again it could be the last time
If I fall in love again will I repeat
The mistakes that I made
And then make them again like a creep
This could be the last time
This could be the last time for me
If it's happiness you crave
Won't you look at me today
I'm smiling like the cat with all the cream
There's a swagger in my walk
A grade "A" in my report
I'm the salmon who made it back upstream
CHORUS
I'm a slightly chipped antique
In a market going cheap
That someday will be worth a thousand pounds
I've shed the walls of my coccoon
Normal service has resumed
There's no need to paint a face on this clown
CHORUS
(Difford/Tilbrook)
The head of a hunt on the wall by a painting
An upright piano stood locked by the door
In through the window
The light was fast fading
While I spilt my whiskey
All over the floor
Making a mess of my words so
I was trying
To impress the Empress with
My wimpy tales
Fanning her face from cigar smoke
And sighing
I had come close to be miles
From her trail
She was the jewel that
Sparkled in darkness
She was the love
Of everyone's life
She was the catch at
Everyone's parties
She was the one with a tongue
Like a knife
Her bosoms curved perfectly
Lit by the fire
My mind launched away
In a sea of its own
Her grace and her tightness
I had to admire
Through a whore's breath of stories
I happily told Trespassing my hand
Fell into hot water
She shot like a bullet
Right out of her chair
She led me away and I
Was then slaughtered
By the warmth of her body
And her love and care
Her tongue cut away
And the wounds slowly opened
I lay on the sails of the
Ship of romance
Drunk as I could be and
Broker than broken and
The head of my hunt
Was there in my hands
(Difford/Tilbrook)
In Peyton Place my heart now beats
And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps
Her hair hung across her face
Like a bush hangs across a wall
She was short with a tidy smile
I could hear temptation call
From a fly in her ointment
To the big feather in her cap
It's a small world we discover
I had once worked for her dad
I was in gear making up stories
And we laughed at each other's tales
I watched her lips I wanted to kiss them
My train of thought went off the rails
In Peyton Place my heart now beats
And floor boards creak where an angel sleeps
In Peyton Place
I lie awake and hear the sound
That the angels make
In Peyton Place The party was now ending
So she gave me a lift back home
Somehow I felt so nervous
She drove so slowly on the road
Next thing I knew she was in my arms
Her hair was all over my face
I brushed it aside she invited me in
Now my heart beats in Peyton Place
Her hair hung across her face like
A bush hangs across a wall
(Difford/Tilbrook)
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Supermarket lights burn in the darkness
The chilly winter nights bring the scarves from the drawer
A crowd starts to gather on paving stone squares
Teeth start to chatter as the staff leave the store
And daughters meet mothers and fathers meet sons
It's too dark to walk home without anyone
The shopping precinct's closed, it's like a graveyard
The chain falls through the spokes as I unlock my bike
I cycle to the pub where I meet with my friends
And I know that it's love as she pours me my pint
And strangers meet strangers and friends share their lives
I look at her again and feel butterflies
I pull the pillow to my side
And I imagine it is her
As I slip into the night,
I know what I prefer
But I hope and I pray that one day she will say
That's it's true
I can't live without loving you
Now there's no one around I push the bike home
The rain's a lovely sound as it runs down the path
There's our lights in the road, they amber the night
And there's nobody home, so I soak in the bath
And bubbles meet bubbles as they become one
I think about the world and what I have done
I pull the pillow to my side etc
Supermarket lights burn in the darkness (repeat to fade)
(Difford/Tilbrook)
He raped her with his eyes the minute she walked into the office as she stretched to hang her coat behind the door he beamed a smile so big she could have filled it with helium and flown off across the countryside he tried very hard to invite her out for lunch but like most women she could sense the underlying note of danger her instincts kept him at a safe distance and then he made her a coffee and the steam rose across her face
It could be you it could be me
We'll have to wait we'll have to see
Its all for sale now that its time
To take a short break
The sensation of safety and the little boy ambition to drive around
mountain roads makes a woman mad for attention she hides the car keys he turns the place upside down and then looks out the window through the french blinds to see the car off in the distance a cloud of country dust feathers the sunlight as she smiles into the windscreen what can he do but wait patiently folding a coin through his fingers
It could be you it could be me
We'll have to wait we'll have to see
It's all for sale now that it's time
To take a short break
There she is again this time with a pair of jeans being pulled slowly up over the curves of her body he plays guitar in the rocking chair these are the jeans of our forefathers these are the jeans of the 21st century because this is the new world where television and eye become one as we look down the digital telescope into the future and now its time for a short break
It could be you it could be me
We'll have to wait we'll have to see
Its all for sale now that its time
Its lighter than air
Whiter than white draft in a can
The price is right save as you go
The drive of your life its good to talk
We say hello
We say goodbye deep frozen days
It could be you it could be me
Its all for sale now that its time
To take a short break
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I know that I'm bonkers
Stupidity conquers
Forgive me I know not what I do
The cunning behaviour
Takes up every acre
Of emotional cage in the zoo
You know how it goes
The volcano blows
Eruptions hold the duvet down
The words on the lips
The sticking out ribs
As I try to push my weight around
I'm sorry please witness
This act of forgiveness
It¡¯s all I can do for her to see
That I was the sad case
A mouse in the rat race
Won¡¯t somebody pass me the cheese
The size of her breasts
Like woodpeckers nests
Would comfort me on winter nights
The brains in my pants
Create milli amps
Of pleasure with seconds of delight I'm bonkers believe me
A Federico Fellini
I'm swinging on the windmills of my mind
Where I have been ground down
I'm still walking down town
I'm leaving all this madness behind
Laid back on the couch
With me the old slouch
For an Oscar on the silent screen
There's no time to waste
As I fill my fat face
With a pizza slice and custard cream
I'm sorry I hurt you
I'm bonkers believe me
(Difford/Tilbrook)
You can¡¯t hurt the girl with ignoring her presence
She stands behind you as you do your impressions
Of Jack the Lad with your friends at the local
And when she wants you she¡¯s surprised and hopeful
You can¡¯t hurt the girl, her word¡¯s always sharper
An answer, a look can normally cast her
As evil and cunning with love there to conquer
She with her wand can wave it and wander You can¡¯t hurt the girl
Nor could I
Her heart¡¯s been broken too many times
You can¡¯t hurt the girl
You can¡¯t hurt the girl
And not cry
You can¡¯t hurt the girl, her heart has been broken
She cried for a week, the wound remains open
Her heart turned to oak, she wept like the willow
You can¡¯t hurt the girl
Without tears on her pillow
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Power station by the river
Grinding slowly to a stop
Clock still ticking on the mantle
Flames still flicker on the log
Coffee brewing in the kitchen
Where the door is open wide
Glass upon a hoovered carpet
Eyes are glowing in the night
It¡¯s the silence you can see
Hearing shadows behind me
All the buildings standing empty
All the trains are standing still
Cars are scattered by the roadside
There¡¯s no top upon the hill
Nails have scratched upon the outside
Of the empty chapel door
But I don¡¯t think that the father
Wants to live there anymore There¡¯s no bone for you to pick
No more wax around the wick
Shot the arrow from the circle
At the apple on the tree
From a garden that was Eden
Strange the fruit it bears for me
And the wind will spread the fire
And the rain will ever fall
If no one reads the writing
That¡¯s been written on the wall
Underneath the apple tree
There¡¯s a ghost who waits for me
The apple tree shakes its arms
Its fruit falls
Its fruits are tasting strange
The apple tree is shaking
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Malicious gossip will never profit
When hearsay is its foundation
There are subscribers whose appetizers
Are pieces of conversation
Concocted rumours by out of tuners
Are the must in lovers¡¯ concerto
As long as we know at the piano
We¡¯re serving meat with our potato
Love¡¯s crashing waves upon the rocks
Is seen by some, by you it¡¯s not
But you won¡¯t drown, love is your town
When love is found for all to want
Unfounded scandal I cannot handle when it¡¯s been so diluted
With careful wording love can be burning
And the fire unconstituted
So my prescription is my addiction
When love is social surrounding
To show your colours to all those others
Who think that your love is drowning
(Difford/Tilbrook)
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Business as usual at the harmony home
Up for the weekend to see my father
So I'm the one beneath the unturned stone
I begin the ritual fortnight saga
Get in the cab, bags packed with clothes
Cassette player, the jungle of hose
A pair of shoes for walking in
Out of the cab, the doorbell rings
Hungover greetings from the man in my life
A hug, a kiss, and a mug by the fire
He says I should need a woman I might like
I drop my bags and walk right by her
Get in the bath, bubbles up high
Cassette player plays in the night
She's at the door, wants to come in
I'm in the bath, I loudly sing
Business as usual at the harmony home
I can't believe it how time flies
I'm waving ";Seeya"; from the top of the road
She holds his hand as mother holds mine
Get in the way, unbreak my heart
I could surrender, or walk right past
I'm in a cab, looking at him
Out of the blue I hear a bell ring
Get in the cab, bags packed with clothes
I'm on my way to the haemony home
A pair of shoes for walking in
Out of the blue I hear a bell ring
(Difford/Tilbrook)
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The flag flaps in the wind
It looks like rain again
And the tractor drives across a field
The jetty's so high and then
In Moscow it's 3:15, in New York let's see a show
And here it's cold too cold for me
I must go (Why must you go?)
I must go (If you must you must)
Why must you say goodbye when you could say hello?
The clouds burst into storm
The deer run into the trees
And the farmer drives across the field
He looks as though he's pleased
In Moscow it's 3:15, in New York let's see a show
And here it's cold too cold for me
I must go (Why must you go?)
I must go (If you must you must)
Why must you say goodbye when you could say hello?
The path waits in my mind
The circus passes me by
And the tractor has stopped in a field
My heart commits a crime
In Moscow it's 3:15, in New York let's see a show
And here it's cold too cold for me
I must go (Why must you go?)
I must go (If you must you must)
Why must you say goodbye when you could say hello?
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I could smell the rain
Dripping through the fresh cut grass
I could spell your name
On the wet and steamed up glass
But you were just a name, a face I had conceived
As being beautiful, very beautiful
And so hard to believe
I could catch the drops
As they fell from on the roof
I could hardly stop
Feeling so long in the tooth
Before I had to guess at what you might be
And being beautiful, very beautiful
Is the face I still see Who are you?
Imagination painted you
Who are you?
With its finest brush
Who are you?
Each stroke with tender love
Who are you, who are you, who are you?
I could see her face
Magically there she was
My mouth drew a taste
So sweet it lingered on
And there she was by me, walking through the square
And being beautiful, very beautiful
At last I found her there
(Difford/Tilbrook)
There she sits in an empty room
The look on her face says it all
A bruise appears round a crying eye
As the tear drops sadly fall
He knocked her over he hit her
And told her she's stupid
He¡¯s high as a kite once again
She knows that tough love is needed
To save the love of her friend
There he sits in a freezing car
She's in her bed in the warm
The cold light of the morning sky
Finds him cramped and looking worn
He wanders inside on tiptoes
And brews up some coffee
He¡¯s shaking and sweating again
She knows that tough love is needed
To save the love of her friend
They talk it over but it's not easy
Sorting it out
She cannot take it when he tells lies
And sneaks off out of the room
Returning like somebody's lost balloon
Tea leaves sit in an empty cup
No expression on his face
The TV's showing commercials
He's back in her arms again
No more the drugs and the drinking
Her heart can stop sinking
Now that he's home once again
She knows that tough love is needed
To save the love of her friend
They talked it over for hours and hours and hours
¡®Till everything sounded the same
She knows it's tough love that she finds in her heart
To dissolve the pain
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
Like trying to knock down pins with marbles in my hand
She wouldn't take a hi from me the average man
Funny what money can do to people
But she had a light that had sparked up her evil
Trying to chat up women who rate themselves so high
Shouldn't be my subject but I felt like I should try
Funny what drink can do for soldiers
Well she must into men a little bit older
Funny how it goes -- how money steals the show
And all her diamonds twinkle as she dances and what's it got for me
Hung over in my tree?
I saw the sun shine bright in front of......
Trying to get her dancing was not an easy job
She made out like Houdini when I said do you bop
Funny what rhythm does it kills me
Like champagne women only seem to spill me
Trying to get the picture, I settled down to a drink
When up came Cinderella, so what was I to think
Funny how these shoes fit a dragon
Well she's like the sharks that you get in Manhattan
Funny how it goes -- how money steals the show
And all her diamonds twinkle as she dances and what's it got for me
Hung over in my tree?
I saw the sun shine bright in front of.....
Trust in me my tongue is weeping
Words of love you must be needing
Trust me for the only reason
That our love will never weaken
Trust in me as someone you love
Trust in me a little closer
Trust the soul of every soldier
Trust in me each beat taps lightly
On your door so now invite me
Trust in me as someone you love
Someone that you love
Someone that you trust
Someone to love you more and more
Trust in me the words are woven
Words of love cannot be broken
Trust before a night together
The secret's ours in trust forever
(Wilkinson)
To be running so far away
To rely on the perfect stranger
True colours they suffer with age
One look at the storm and fly straight on in
To the rain and thunder
Fool lover swept under the tide
The storm was gathering around them
He cast her off and put to sea
Well, he'd found somebody new to steer him
Through his dream
She sailed him all around her coastline
Every inlet every bay
And though he knew it then
He was too afraid to say it One day all alone he waited
The silence crept beneath his door
And as the room grew dark he knew
She's come no more
Drifting in the dead of night
Show me landfall give me light
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I feel so empty
As the plane takes off
I see the ground below
I know that one day
It won't be long
That you will also know
Just how it feels
To leave you now, a hollow shell
A broken bow
I feel so empty high up in the air
Where heaven's meant to be
The distance gets me
When I'm on my own
Without you here with me
My world is turning
But it's upside down
Now you're so far away
While you are learning
How this world spins round
I'm in some other day
What can I do
But give my heart
From far away
A distant spark
I feel a challenge
For both you and I
That€™s how it has to be
In life there's balance
I hope time will fly
Without you here with me
What I am hoping for
As life moves on
And we reach finer years
We won't be thinking
Of the time that's gone
Or wading through our tears
We'll smile as one
And speak with pride
How life has swung
Back on our side
I feel tomorrow
Can't come by too soon
To bring you back to see
That love will follow
Like the red balloon
And you'll come home to me
I want you here with me
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
Within these walls of without you
I feel naked and without a friend
Love was once there all around you
Now I feel our relationship end
I can't put my finger on a reason
I have no answer to give at all
Within these walls of without you
I sit crying but the tears will not fall
Within these walls a heart broken
And memories of a holiday
The sea leaves my heart so unspoken
With the lights folding up on the waves
I don't think I'll ever have the answer
I have no answer to give at all
Within these walls of without you
I sit crying but the tears will not fall
No unhappy memories are there of you
When I close my eyes I see
An image of your love forever true
But not forever for me
I don't think I'll ever have the answer
I have no answer to give at all
Within these walls of without you
I sit crying but the tears will not fall
(Difford/Tilbrook)
What's wrong with this picture
Her eyes are like moons
It€™s just like looking
In two empty rooms
She's looking so fragile
As thin as an eel
What's wrong with this picture
What does it reveal
Beauty speaks
There's so much to say
Tell me what's wrong with this picture today
What's wrong with this picture
She's lighter than air
Life seems to be happening
But she is not there
The late night temptation
The eyes on her skin
What's wrong with this picture
There's nobody in
What's wrong with this picture
Location withdrawn
It's empty without you
Your face so forlorn
Shake yourself
Sweep you head away
Tell me what's wrong with this picture today
(Difford/Tilbrook)
There at the altar I held up my head
The sun shone through the stained glass
I thought of Jesus I thought of my friends
The angels played on their harps
Me in my suit which doesn't fit now
Touched by the greatest feeling
All of my family standing around
Outside the bells were peeling
Everyone happy but none more than me
The ring upon her finger
How the memory lingers
Outside the cameras caught every kiss
All covered in confetti
Little old ladies looking on as if
They had been made of jelly
Along came the cars the ceremony through
And off to the reception
Where everyone stands in pink and blue
A life long odd collection When wedding bells chime
I think of the day
When me and my
When me and my bride
Were given away
The memory is vivid and strong
But if I had a magic wand
Would things have been the same
Would I be nervous again?
(Difford/Tilbrook)
There's no tomorrow
When you feel sorrow,
There's just the evening
There's just the night,
To drink the feelings
Right out the ceiling
There's no tomorrow, now there's tonight.
There's no remembers
There's no pretenders,
There's just the weakness
There's just the thought,
So drink those troubles
Through several doubles
There's no tomorrow, 'cause life's too short.
There's no expression
There's no aggression,
There's just the sadness
There's just the pain
So drink to mysteries,
With one more whiskey
There's no expression, I'm drunk again.
There's no tomorrow
When you feel hollow,
There's just the barman
To lend an ear
So drink to lovers,
If there are others
There's no tomorrow, tomorrow's here.
(Difford/Tilbrook)
There¡¯s smoke in the hills
And prints on the path
The moon dangles down on the hyena¡¯s laugh
And there are riders with guns by their sides
The wagon train¡¯s full of women and hides
The men drink and smoke to help pass the time
Men have their thoughts and plans to decide
And the dust brings the thirst to the mouths open wide
The wagon train leaves the hills
As the gold hits the fever
The wagon train tips the scales
Wagon train you can keep her
There¡¯s gold in them hills
It¡¯s treasure to claim
A ghost in the hillside calls out my name
In the wind a roar as the tumbleweed tumbles
The rocks cast a shadow where the horses have stumbled
And we light up a flame as the sky above rumbles
Like the bellies that feast on a meal that is humble
And the rain slashing down as I shave off my stubble
There¡¯s arrows that fly
As guns start to shoot
There¡¯s mud in your eye and stones in your boot
With wagons on fire and women left screaming
Some left for dead and others left bleeding
There¡¯s nothing left now and nothing worth keeping
The treasure was trapped and sprung when in sleeping
Not even the wind from the rocks is left breathing
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Trust me to open my mouth, now everybody knows
Trust me, now I've let you down, I'm a big mouth I suppose.
This was our secret, our meetings were so discreet
I promised to keep it from the ears out on the street
This was our secret, we were having an affair
I couldn't keep it, now the secret¡¯s everywhere
One cup runneth over, loosening a jaw
Trust me to open my mouth, it's not a secret anymore
We had a secret, what a terrible thing to do
I couldn't have seen it, I was so in love so in love with you
I need a gobstopper to keep my trap shut
Got to keep my nose clean
Why¡¯s it me that gets the bad luck?
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
I'm always touching myself
I've got nothing else to do
And when I'm touching myself
I'm always thinking of you
Touching me, touching you
I've got nothing else to do
CHORUS
Touching, touching you
Touching, touching me
Here, there and in my hair
And when you touch me
I'm always playing around
Eyes closed, neatly occupied
And when I'm playing around
I think of all the things I like
Touching me, touching you
I've got nothing else to do
CHORUS
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I lost the children
But they can be found
Home in a red house just across town
Sitting in boxes
Of opened up toys
Watching The Simpsons
And making some noise
I lost the children
But they're in great hands
When I cook the dinners
Right out of tin cans
I lost the children
And I have to pay
Some heavy duty on life everyday
Cupboards need filling
With deadlines to meet
Here in my cheque book
My fountain pen weeps
I should be thankful
And thankful am I
I went to the cleaners
And came back with my life
For a moment it all looked so grim
It looked like I would not get a thing
For a moment it all looked so sad
But now it€™s so good to be a dad
I lost the children
They haven't lost me
We're still together and happy to be
Out in the summer
On beaches in parks
Home in the winter and up with the larks
I should be thankful
And thankful am I
I went to the cleaners
And came back with my life
From pushchairs to games of football
My back was against every wall
For a moment it all looked so sad
But now it's so good to be a dad
For a moment it all looked so grim
It looked like I would not get a thing
For a moment it all looked so sad
But now it€™s so good to be a dad
I lost the children
They haven't lost me
(Difford/Tilbrook)
She's independent
She's a modern woman
She needs no prompting
On her should 'n' shouldn't
It's always bosses
Who wish that she wouldn't
Files in the cabinet so neatly numerical
Makes all the clients so neatly alphabetical
Turn of 21
She's looking at the map
Looking at her watch
Bags on the rack
It seems like she's there at the top There for her service
Comfy red Granada
Up to the midlands
With a taped Sinatra
Plans all the hotels
And the airplane charters
Found under covers with some representative
The deal is effected but still only tentative
Shorthands a letter
Heading on the paper
Slimline her lunchbreak
Will it ever make her
Slender and modern
So all the men will take her
Back to the mirror in the Empress Hotel
Where the businessman smiles and the object is sell
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I lied to you, I've cheated too
So what friend can I be
But still you stick through thick and thin
Hoping that you'll change me
I towed the line then fell behind
Our love began to wane
The pressure grew and then I knew
That things were not the same
The truth
It's the toughest thing to explain
The truth
Playing tricks with me again
When the truth has to be told
My blood runs hot and cold
The truth is not my middle name You threw a rope attached with hope
Way down into the sea
Where lovers swim so deep within
The tides of mystery
For what it's worth I don't deserve
A girl as strong as you
You're worth much more than me I'm sure
Accept this as the truth
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Today is none of our concern
That rewarding cigarette
That burns slowly by the bed
Fills the room with mystery
The apple ripens on the tree
That protected seal of love
Broken by the flame of fun
Lying back with Exodus
In the arms of lovers trust
That romantic dance of light
From the curtain broken night
Shadows fall on mystery
Love has ripened here for me
Stubbing out the cigarette
I see the clothes beside the bed
As the half light of the day
Pulls the sheet up once again As the phone hangs by the cord
As the streets begin to fill
There's no distance anymore
There's no wanting when you will
Will be sleeping through the day
As the world around us turns
As the phone hangs by the cord
Today is none of our concern
(Difford/Tilbrook)
We talk about each other
On our wrap around couch,
And live out all the romance
In our little town house.
I never fit the shower
And she never sews the threads,
And so we find our feelings
In other people's beds.
And if the grass seems greener,
But it turns out to be blue
The garden of Eden isn't quite the place for you.
Don't be surprised if I'm gone under the spell,
Of some other witches' wand
Ringing someone else's bell. Meeting on the motorway
Your lover boy blue,
Steaming up the windows
With your last breath of youth.
Don't you think I see it
Your handbag's full of notes,
I'm feeling like the punch line
In someone's private joke.
Our eyes don't seem to contact
Never much to say,
Except perhaps excuse me
Or pass me the ashtray.
I see him waiting for you
As you go off to work,
I'm left to draw conclusions
While I button up my shirt.
(Difford/Tilbrook)
What have I done
What did I say
Am I the one
You can not face
When I need love
I look to you
But when I search I can not trace
A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape
Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation
Temptation for love
Why don€™t we try
To talk it through
And we may find
Some common ground
I realize
That once again
I search for what can not be found
A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape
Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation
Temptation for love
Is there a bond that we haven€™t found
Now that you€™re gone I lie awake
Now I€™ve mistaken
Words fail me now
I fear the worst
I let you down
And can not face
What I have done
To you this time
I called on you but couldn€™t trace
A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape
Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation
Temptation for love
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I've come across the desert
To greet you with a smile
My camel looks so tired
It's hardly worth my while
To tell you of my travels
Across the golden East
I see your preparations
Invite me first to feast
Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your kiss
Amusing belly dancers
Distract me from my wine
Across Tibetian mountains
Are memories of mine
I've stood some ghostly moments
With natives in the hills
Recorded here on paper
My chills and thrills and spills It's really been some welcome
You never seem to change
A grape to tempt your leisure
Romantic gestures strange
My eagle flies tomorrow
It's a game I treasure dear
To seek the helpless future
My love at last I'm here
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Acid casualties and angry young men
The litmus test of a guitar and pen
Revolve around date sheets lost lonely rooms
And this is my home and I will leave soon
For a house with a tower
Where there's visiting hours
And the day leaves its taste on a spoon
The black eye of the camera bruised by my blush
Leaves another chin and another hair cut
The image in focus the shot aims to kill
And I'm cropped at the waist as I run through the mill
So I'm lost for an encore
The kodachrome wants more
Now I'm snapped with my head in the still
The contract's been signed with a stroke of my blood
I'm drowned by the name that sinks in the mud
Thrown from emotion to swim back to the shore
Where the sound of a drum beats time to applause
Now my life's in danger
Of ending up stranger
Than the stranger who walked on the shore
Stranger than the stranger
Who walks by my bed
Shares in my life
Lives although dead
Stranger than the stranger I am sure
Stranger than the stranger on the shore
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I've come across the desert
To greet you with a smile
My camel looks so tired
It's hardly worth my while
To tell you of my travels
Across the golden East
I see your preparations
Invite me first to feast
Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
A heaven in your...
The Indians send signals
From the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take positions
In the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the Corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language
It's the beating she don't need
She lets loose all the horses
When the Corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fire's dead
And arrows in his hats
And Davy Crockett rides around
And says it's cool for cats
(Cool for cats...)
I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from Clapham
Out on a windy common
That night I ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some or other passions
I said you are a lady
Perhaps she said I may be
Left my ring by the soap
Now is that love?
You cleaned me out you could say broke
Now is that love?
The better better better it gets
The more these girls forget
That that is love
But behind the Chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell (Instrumental break: ";Separate Beds";)
The case was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a sympathetic friend
And made arrangements
The door was closed there was a note
I couldn't be bothered
Maybe I'll choke
No more engagements
With where have you beens
And faraway frowns
Trying to be good
By not being 'round
And here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart
If you ever change your mind
Which you do from time to time
Never chew a pickle
With a little slap and tickle
You have to throw the stone
To get the pool to ripple
Sunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake
I looked around to find her but she'd gone
Goodbye Girl
(Difford/Tilbrook)
My dad he drives a tipper
For the factory down the lane
And every June or July
He takes two weeks in Spain
He hangs his dirty trousers
Behind the bathroom door
Where his girlfriend puts her hair up
Bath water on the floor
My dad goes down the river
Each Sunday with his boat
And him with Roy and Kevin
Drop beer crates on a rope
He comes back from the river
But his girlfriend's up the pub
So all this fish go flying
And he storms out in a huff
My dad liked Lulu and my mum liked Simon Dee
We used to sit together and watch them on TV
Then one day it's over and we're splitting into three
Sometimes I stay with my mum
Her boyfriend's such a sap
He once bought me a new rod
That I gave to my dad
He makes out that he likes me
I know it isn't true
He's got some stupid stories
About the teds he knew
My dad and me went drinking
My mum turned up alone
She said she couldn't take it
His car bits in the home
I heard them arrange a meeting
For later in the day
I wonder if they'll make up
And be in love again
I can see my mum in his arms
A smile upon her face
I never thought they'd ever make up
And be in love again
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Some Americans are very pretty
Some Americans are very shy
Some Americans are Disney people
Some Americans eat apple pie
Some Americans scare me, the leader of the pack
Living in this theatre
I'm waiting for the trap to drop in the show
Some Americans gung ho Some Americans are very happy
Some Americans will always win
Some Americans are party people
Some Americans go out and sing
Some Americans are very lucky
Some Americans are very poor
Some Americans are burger people
Some Americans say no to war
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Hand me a tissue
Hand me your hand
I feel like crying please understand
I have been foolish
I crossed that line
That borders friendship
In this bed of mine
We slept together
And it felt so wrong
Now I know forever
That that friendship has gone
She wore the night shirt
You would have worn
If you'd been there
If I had've tried
To stop myself acting
Like I chose to do
Is this the end
Need we pretend
I slept with a friend
And hurt you
Hand me your pencil
Hand me your heart
I feel like writing where do I start
We drank together and jumped into bed
I had the pleasure
Then I lost my friend
We slept together and the guilt's so strong
Now I know forever
That that friendship has gone
(Difford/Tilbrook)
The moths at the window
They can see the light
The crickets crick in the dark
My pen runs out of ink
As I start to write
The feelings that are in my heart
This headache won¡¯t subside
I¡¯ve got you on my mind tonight
The silence of the telephone
Doesn¡¯t bother me
But I wish that it would ring
I¡¯m confined to quarters
I¡¯m in solitary
I¡¯m the man who would be king
The small hand¡¯s on the five
I¡¯ve got you on my mind tonight
The loneliness for loving you
Is some price to pay
But are my pockets deep enough
The chorus of the morning
Keeps me awake
So busy with the thoughts of love
As I slowly close my eyes
I¡¯ve got you on my mind tonight Just as I go off to sleep
A car pulls up, I hear a beep
Good night
(Difford/Tilbrook)
They do it down on camber sands
They do it at Waikiki
Lazing about the beach all day,
At night the crickets creepy
Squinting faces at the sky
A Harold Robbins paperback
Surfers drop their boards and dry
And everybody wants a hat
But behind the Chalet
My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from a shell
Shrinking in the sea so cold
Topless ladies look away
A he-man in a sudden shower
Shelters from the rain
You wish you had a motor boat
To pose around the harbour bar
And when the sun goes off to bed
You hook it up behind the car Two fat ladies window shop
Something for the mantelpiece
In for bingo all the nines
A panda for sweet little niece
The coach drivers stand about
Looking at a local map
About the boy he's gone away
Down to next door's caravan
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I'm impossible she's exciting
Bound together with joined up writing
In the Church
I heard a bell ring
In a bar
I heard a girl sing
She sings solo I see double
Moments vanish her love so subtle
I went home
It's not surprising
Words were few
And realising
I was deep in my points of view
So interested to talk to you talk to you
She' s romantic and I'm selected
Glances swapped and thoughts collected
By her song
It's not her singing
Words were few
The bell was ringing
On the table my cards are shuffled
Words take time to get so muddled
I'm off home
I'm shy but eager
Tomorrow comes
I hope to see her
On the stage with her velvet voice
Though some would say that it's just a noise
I bit off more than I could chew
So interested in my points of view points of view
Trial and Jury swear on the Bible
I'm too drunk and unreliable
I'm too drunk
For conversation
Though I wait for invitation
She's exciting I'm uninvited
Fifteen rounds this love I've fighted
I'll walk home
And curse the heavens
Lost on points
Our love was flattened
Maybe she had other things to do
And didn't want any points of view
(Difford/Tilbrook)
He wants to be glorified
And swallowed in fame
He wants to be a hero
Like Kurt Cobain
Playing his guitar
With it hung round his knees
The tour bus syndrome
The touring disease
He stands like a soldier
He's ready to charge
The young girls he sleeps with
Are all a mirage
He wants to be wanted
But doesn't know why
Reality curtains
Black out a blue sky
Play on play on and eat up the sun
Pop up to London and soak up the fun
Play on play on with gathering speed
Its Saturday night
As the ears start to bleed He wants to be famous a
And fall when he's young
Climbing up ladders
Without any rungs
Ill in the morning
And wasted all day
Looking demented
With not much to say
He pulls out a woman
From under his bed
Her eyes are like cherries
That spin in her head
If he hits the jackpot
He's in the top ten
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Head on my shoulder
Tears on my shirtsleeve
What did I say wrong
Hurt by a gesture
Not by reaction
Is love saying so long
Inside my heart
Young young young wise people
Young young young loud sound
Onto the dance floor
Out of the sadness
Tears without tempo
Swim in their beauty
Swim in their upset
The bell will ring
For me and my girl
Up to the altar time standing still
When he says will you you say you will It's the proposal
She thought she'd never
Hear on a dance floor
Joy finds its features
Upon her lipstick
Kissed with an answer
Inside my heart-
All up to day break
All up to dropsake
I hear a slow song
Close gets the love ones
Onto the dance floor
The bells are ringing
For me and my girl
Nothing can alter nothing can change
I'll go to pieces, pieces of eight
She's ahead of her time and she's never lazy
But something changed your mind and she could drive you crazy
Volunteers for winter coats and summer clothes that shine
Volunteers for magazines I read them all the time but that's all right
Do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do da da da down the runway
Do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do, she's so ugly
Tidy work never suffers when you stage your abuse
Cocktails in the evening when you're completely nude
Models at the motor show and I dribble at the thought
(Difford/Tilbrook)
(one of a hundred...)
I wonder if she'll bury my love
So no one else will find
A heart that has been broken
A hundred or more times
And when she gets up to wander
I watch her as she goes
Our eyes meeting for a second
But only she will know
Love's a four letter story
I thought I'd made you see
Turns out that I'm just loving
A girl that used to be
Just one of a hundred heartaches
So long sweet misery I listen to the things she's saying
Agreeing all the time
These painful words forever
Will prey upon my mind
And when she gets up to wander
I wonder if she knows
Of each and every heartache
That comes as lovers go
(One of a hundred heartaches...)
I wonder if she'll bury my love
Now I deserve to cry
I listen to the things she's saying
Agreeing all the time
And when she gets up I wonder
If this is really true
I guess there'll never be another
Another love won't do
(Difford/Tilbrook)
The first circle comes around
You don't want to leave her side
You¡¯re staying in and don't go out
You¡¯re having such a perfect time
You make your bed and you lie in it
And time is precious every minute
The next circle comes around
And so domestic you become
In your matching dressing gowns
You think your life time's just begun
You cut the cake but just the one slice
You're crawling back all through the night
Love circles up above
It waits until your love
Breaks down and weeps
Then it's out of your reach
Love circles up above
It waits for your love
Down on the floor
Then you¡¯re there in its claws
Love circles up above The last circle comes around
You're making plans to fill your days
You're always wanting to stay out late
And you can feel love start to fade
You fall asleep or read a book
The phone goes back upon the hook
When I lay awake at night
And love can't be found
The first circle's on my mind
It goes round and round and round and round
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I¡¯m lost for words which is strange for me
Stretched out like elastic bands
I¡¯m lost for words and no longer see
Why they¡¯ve slipped right through my hands
What a lunch you made
With a stew so thick
That I was afraid
I might chew a brick
Then I talked to you
With my flapping tongue
Choking on my words I¡¯m lost for words in the letters I write
Smudged with a bleeding pen
I¡¯m lost for words that I never liked
But I want to use my
Abandoned words which is strange for me
Stretched out like elastic bands
I¡¯m lost for words and no longer see
Why they¡¯ve slipped right through my hands
(Difford/Tilbrook)
When the little king
Rode on his horse
Into the darkened wood
No one believed
That he'd return
They thought he'd gone for good
As he looked down to see the lake
He found a secret key
The little king he couldn't wait
And he rode off nervously
In a stolen car
On busy streets
He spun the leather wheel
He was burning oil
In second gear
As the tyres loudly squealed
And the bouncers on the kerb
Jumped right out of the way
He smashed into a superstore
And he didn't feel a thing
Just a quiet night where the fun begins
For the little king
Once life was merry going round
Then time began to rub
The future looked as clear as day
But it quickly turned to mud
It stuck to him like glue
What can anybody do
For the little king
For the little king Now the little king
Is locked away
To mix with the elite
In the doghouse now
He learns new tricks
From other pedigrees
It's small town front page news
The fairy tale your king
Has scratched his head looking for clues
He found splinters there
But one day soon the latch will swing
For the little king
(Difford/Tilbrook)
She plaits her hair, I bite my nails
We balance love on the scales
I wind the clock and go to bed
Our love is hanging on a thread
She gets undressed, I undress too
The draft is cold in my bedroom
We cuddle up and say goodnight
It's all the love there is tonight.
I can't be brave enough
She cannot say what we're feeling
Day after day
We're going through the motions
We find it hard to let each other go She boils the eggs, I make the tea
Outside the sun shines on the street
We're at that point here love has gone
The fuse is lit, it won't be long
I take a walk, she cleans the house
This is the end, I'm in no doubt
But neither one of us can show
The slightest sign of letting go
(Difford/Tilbrook)
You've left my ring by the soap,
Now is that love?
You cleaned me out you could say broke,
Now is that love?
The better better better it gets
The more these girls forget
That that is love.
You won't get dressed you walk about,
Now is that, is that
A teasing glance has pushed me out,
Now is that, is that
The tougher tougher tougher it gets
The more my lips frequent
Now that is love.
Beat me up with your letters, your walk out notes,
Funny how you still find me right here at home.
Legs up with a book and a drink,
Now is that love that's making you think. You've called my bluff I'm not so hot,
Now is that love
My assets froze while yours have dropped,
Now is that, is that
It's the cupid cupid cupid disguise
That more or less survived
Now that is love.
Beat me up with your letters, your walk out notes,
Funny how you still find me right here at home.
Legs up with a book and a drink,
Now is that love that's making you think.
You've made my bed the finger points
Now is that, is that love
The more you more you more you cool down
The easier love is found
Now that is love.
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I have no reason to lie to her
I¡¯ve been a pig
I'm a coward out of character
Here's what I did
I stole money from out of her purse
Then I got drunk
And just to make matters worse
I then fell in love
Is it too late to unload that gun
Is it too late to change her mind
Is it too late to kick me in the teeth
Is it too late, knock them down my throat
Hope I choke on them forever this time
Is it too late, is it too late, is it too late Now my cards are all on the table
My fish is cooked
Now someone else has rocked my cradle
Funeral's been booked
I feel so rotten to have done this
But now it¡¯s been done
And drink was my only accomplice
And we fell in love
I have no reason to lie again
Once is enough
I played my best hand and lost the game
Losing is tough
I barked and wagged my tail in the air
I got off the lead
I had all the fun of the fair
That I'll ever need
(Difford/Tilbrook)
In the morning
It is raining
And umbrellas block the pavement
In the caf¨¦
People waking
With a cigarette and coffee
And she sits there with her paper
Half asleep into a picture
In the morning
In the morning
It's all over
That's another night of business
With the punters
On the corner
Of estates around the river
And she adds up all the takings
Hid behind her wilting paper
In the morning
In the morning
Soaked in bath oil
Dressed in pink towels
And a sweater
Looking out at all the people
Walking under their umbrellas
In the morning
There's a feeling
Of resentment and expectance
It's a fear that comes with working
On the dark streets for a living She's attending
To her wet hair
At the window in the evening
Getting ready in a short skirt
With her stockings around her ankles
It¡¯s a flame that gets attention
In a darkness without light
And the children need a cuddle
As she walks into the light
Of the morning
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Your initials on the singles
That you chose to leave behind
Sit in my collection
They get played from time to time
Left to remind me of something I'd forgot
The images of loving before I lost the plot
What was love to us
Just sensation
What was love to us
The invitation
To sit on my bed stand by a tree
What were we feeling
What was love to us The stagecoach would get held up
On a Sunday afternoon
We're dozing by the TV
On a sofa with no room
No room to lay out flat with her there by my side
One eye on her movements one eye on Rawhide
I just wasn't made for these times
Spun around my record deck
How green was my valley
How blue the eyes that wept
Looking back I don't think that I really cared
This was my first lesson with nothing to compare
(Difford/Tilbrook)
If I didn't love you I'd hate you
Watching you play in the bath
A soap suds stickle back navy
A scrubbing brush landing craft
Your skin gets softer and warmer
I pat you down with a towel
Tonight it's love by the fire
My mind goes out on the prowl
If I If I If I If I If I
If I didn't love you I'd hate you
I'm playing your stereogram
Singles remind me of kisses
Albums remind me of plans
Tonight it's love by the fire
The wind plays over the coals
Passionate looks are my fancy
But you turn the look into stone If I didn't love you
Would you sit and glow by the fire
If I didn't love you
Would you make me feel so
Maybe love me
Oh if I didn't love you
If I didn't love you I'd hate you
Cocoa mugs sit side by side
It's time to poke at the fire
But it's not tonight
Looks I find
Taking a bite on a biscuit
The record jumps on a scratch
Tonight it's love by the fire
The door of your love's on the latch
If I, if I, if I
Didn't, didn't, didn't
Love you, love you, love you
Up in the morning, politely yawning
There's frost on the roof of the car
First cigarette puffs, gold links in my cuffs
Egg on the shirt of my heart
Fingerprints in the dust with my name
Squint my eyes to see from my fame
Spot the words that fall from my lines
The deafness hides the light from the blind
Stop starting journey, the road returns me
Back to the world in the evening
The stage rehearsals, voice on the circles
Blah, blah my way to the ceiling
I can't see the walls for the chairs
Are there people sitting out there?
Feed me with a frown or a laugh
Featureless the faces that ask
Tonight I'm cracking, I'm murder acting
Foot lit the visual of my lines
I'll smoke and drink it, I'll eat and think it
(Difford/Tilbrook)
When daylight appears
Through a crack in the curtain
I'm laying in bed
Staring up at the skirting
I'm alone in my room
But someone is turning the key in the door
And I wake up to find
It's still daylight outside
There's a taste in my mouth
Like the thoughts in my mind
And I wake up to find
That I left on the light the world can take a jump
I'm feeling like a lump when daylight appears
Through a crack in my mind
I won't ever go drinking again
When daylight appears
It's the third time around
And I swear I won't drink
Ever again with that crowd
What on earth did I say
Did I let the side down I've been guilty before
And I wake up to see
The old wonderful me
All naked and wrinkled
From knots in the sheets
And I get up to see
My hair like a tree
The world can shut the door
Because I'm feeling so sore when daylight appears with my eyes full of sleep
I won't ever go drinking again
Aaaaah how my head's like an anvil
Aaaaah go the sparks as I angle
Aaaaah goes the spray from the shower
How could I smell like a flower
When I feel like weed in the rain
I won't ever go drinking again
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Funny words I cannot read
Trams and boats where Strauss is street
Milky way and far out looks
On your bike and Anne Frank books
Down the disco it's clockworktime
Where's the humour where am I
This world's got smaller
I'm shaking lots of hands
Saying lots of things
That no one understands
You can shake my tree
But you won't get me
Where am I
I think I'm go go, go go, go go
Liquor store and rodeos
P I X and rock and roll
The freckled face the thin and fat
The drive-in films and drive-in macs
Strip and porno neon signs
Where's the building where am I
Buckingham Palace trains all late
Funny little men all out in the rain
Car front deals and after pubs
Tenth year plays and seedy clubs
Iffy people don't seem to mind
Where's the action where am I
(Difford/Tilbrook)
In the corner by the D.J. unit
The flag of beauty my eyes salute it,
She likes love
By luck or labour
She likes love
But not for favour - can't hold on
She keeps her lips on the straw she's sucking
Looks up to me but her eyes see nothing,
Love's her stare
The steps to her heart
Love's the climb
The bite not her bark.
I pour the milk into the cat's saucer
I'm John Wayne as I'm walking towards her,
She'd like to dance
But not this minute
She's the fish I'd love to fillet.
I draw first with a stammer of verbal
We dance like pigeons forever in circle,
She likes to dance
Her cocktails shaken
She likes love
And it's temptation
The lights flash green
My envy lights up
The lights just flash
And I feel tied up,
Love's for sale
And I am sold on
But there's no way
That I can hold on
I can't hold on
(Difford/Tilbrook)
She was full of lies and boredom
It came as no surprise that she would cheat
Her nails were long and sharp
But she didn't play the harp
She wasn't an angel I told her
But she wasn't able to understand my words
Rich pickings in reverse
I wasn't Shakespeare
It's simple
Did she expect me
To kiss her feet
A very acidic tongue
Waggled in her head
Life was lots of fun
At times I had to smile
In front of everyone
We seemed the best of friends
Life had just begun
When on the roof a tile began to slip
The house of love caved in and that was it She was full of tears by nature
It came to me so clear that she would creep
Her eyes were stale and spun
Like marbles in the sun
She wasn't a princess I told her
And so I witnessed the slaying of my life
That lasted half the night
I wasn't Jesus
Believe me
Our love was seedless
And incomplete
I wan't nervous when I got this date
I went along to investigate
She turned out to look like me *(see note)
I stood up and gave her the seat
I'm so infatuated
Seemed like its complicated
I was helpless and I was sober
She cracked her whip and knocked me over
She made me hop skip and jump
'M 'M 'M My baby's love
With a hop skip and jump
She's a pretty one
When you're sitting in you seat
With her hand on your knees
She makes you hop, skip and jumpShe's got spice, She stops traffic
She's got her very special magic
I wasn't nervous, I was shaking
She needed no investigating
She made me hop skip and jump
'M 'M 'M My baby's love
With a hop skip and jump
She's a pretty one
When you're sitting in you seat
With her hand on your knees
She makes me
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Bar illuminations shiver
Shadows on the street
The Cypriot sailors
Find the world back at their feet
Endless days of tobacco nights by the radio
I wonder if they'll ever go to heaven
The beer mats are wading
In a table of froth
The bar girl is serving
With a check drying cloth
She'll bend over backwards even though she's knackered
I wonder if there'll have her up in heaven
Like the sailors I walk home, it's six a.m.
Heaven's round the corner in a comfortable bed
And I love her.
The officers and seamen
Elbow places at the bar
Words that tempt the goddess
Don't leave beats upon the heart
But she'll service his pleasure
And never know the treasure
That his wife keeps forever up in heaven
The first light of the morning
Proves too much for the street
No one sees each other
Just their presence there to meet
Your chin takes to stubble at the sight of a funnel
And the gangplank is no trouble up to heaven
(Difford/Holland)
The saddest thing I've ever seen
Was a starving face on my TV screen
The desperate face that I saw
Had my disbelief hanging from my jaw
Our harvest could be shared around
Instead it's buried in the ground
The saddest thing I've ever seen
Was a football fan dying for his team
The toughest thing I have ever known
Was a soldier boy who never made it home
It's fiction live before our eyes
It leaves me cold and my heart cries The greatest thing I've ever seen
Was a newborn child looking up at me
The greatest sound I've ever heard
Was a baby's cry in this wicked world
The innocence of that cry
Leaves me cold and my heart cries
It's a heartbreaking world if you want it to be
It's a heartbreaking world if you want it to be
It's a heartbreaking world if you want it to be
And you're the one that breaks it for me
Somethin's happenin' to me, deep in my heart
Really can't imagine what is tearing me apart
Got a spell on me must be your way
I'm acting really pityful girl I must say
Is this another heartbreak whooho
or just another summer carnival
Is this another heartbreak whooho
or just another college whoop to do
My daddy said I always wanted what I could never have
Well ever since I met you I wanted you so bad
Seems things never, never change and right when you think it's true
Then I go and stumble on a lullaby like you
Is this another heartbreak whooho
or just another summer carnival
Is this another heartbreak whooho
or just another college whoop to do
Saw you standin alone posin at the bar
Just about broke my neck tryin to find out who you are
There you go again smilin big at m
Okay, tell the truth, what's it gonna be.
Is this another heartbreak whooho
or just another summer carnival
Is this another heartbreak whooho
or just another college whoop to do
(Wilkinson)
Love is the liar that no one can blame
Everyone knows how it feels
All of us given to lose or to gain
So I won¡¯t question your reasons for keeping me
Keeping me here now it¡¯s late
Taking your time, making sure of mine
Looking for something to say
That would further your nervous design
Wish I could tell you that I feel the same
And it¡¯s keeping me here now it¡¯s late
I believe you got to me and you know it
I believe you won¡¯t let go
I believe you got to me
I know that you feel it too
Got to me, got to you Looking at you sitting looking at me
Feeling the night slip away
To the morning away to the day
Let it stay sleeping, nothing can keep me
Away from you now that it¡¯s late
I believe you got to me and you know it
I believe you won¡¯t let go
I believe you got to me, can you show it
If you can then he has to know
I believe you got to me
I know that you feel it too
Got to me, got to you
I met her in a poolroom
Her name I didn't catch
She looked like something special
The kind who'd understand
The room was almost spinning
She pulled another smile
She had the grace like pleasure
She had a certain style
Sunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake
I looked around to find her but she'd gone
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
She took me to her motel
The room on the second floor
A kettle and two coffees
Her number on the door
She said I hardly know you
Agreed we kissed goodnight
I knew that in the morning
Somehow I'd wake to find Sunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake
I looked around to find her but she'd gone
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
I lost my silver bracelet
My clubroom locker keys
The money in the billfold
It doesn't bother me
My wife has moved to Jersey
So mum is not the word
If you ever see her
Say hello Goodbye Girl
Sunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake
I looked around to find her but she'd gone
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Goodbye Girl
Down at the dogs the bets are placed
A wad of notes rolled in a hand
The floodlit track is center stage
For winning hounds to take the stand
In old covert coats and trilby hats
The owners swan around the place
The tic tac man throws out his arms
His thin mustache stretched on his face
Gone to the dogs the man and his life
He stands by the rail and looks at the sky
Confused by the thoughts that stew in his mind
Alone by the track on a Saturday night
Gone to the dogs
He stands and reflects
Gone to the dogs
And has no regrets
The restaurant's full and table bets
Are taken by the girls who serve
The basket meals and German wine
Excitement mounts, the buzz is heard
The stadium is full of screams
And cigar smoke is in the air
The dogs race around on their last lap
Get lucky, Get jumping, but get smart
Get walking, get loving, but get smart
Get ready, get cooking, get everybody looking
But get smart
Get evil, get nasty, but get smart
*Get violent, get bitchin, but get smart
*Get ready, get going, its talking time for showing
But get smart
*You look at me like what to say
*You asking me or what are you playing
I said to you whatever I feel the way
I feel in my heart
So get up and get smart
*Get Jivey, get supreb, but get smart
Get posing, get playing, but get smart
Get ready, get calling, get everybody going
But get smart
*Get buried, get diddely, but get smart
Get hammered, get plastered, but get smart
*Get ready, get dressed, get sucking all the rest
But get smart
You look at me like what to say
You asking me or what are you playing
I said to you whatever I feel the way
I feel in my heart
So get up and get smart
Get up and get smart
Get up and get smart
Get up and get smart
Get up and get smart
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
There's evil in goodness and goodness in bad
Remember the first kiss, the first kiss you had
Choked on her tongue and bit on her lip
She gave her number but that was it
CHORUS:
Did the first thing wrong, did the first thing wrong
Oh eyes to the ceiling and pants on the floor,
I did the first thing wrong
Drove to the city to see the bright lights
The boys on the corner looked ready to fight
I stuck my neck out and I looked at his face
I left her standing, I was caught in a chase
CHORUS
But it's four in the morning and I knock on the door
She say's ";how you doin' ?"; and I say ";I'm not sure";
I kick the bottles all downstairs
Guys are freaking out - so what? I don't care
CHORUS
Did the first thing wrong
Did the first thing wrong
Did the first thing wrong
There are planes coming in
And there's planes going out
One piece of luggage
Goes around and around
A lady cleans the floors
A night guard checks his watch,
There's two lonely faces
And one of them's the clock.
CHORUS
What crumbs of joy can I steal from this day
She didn't have the time to call me and say,
If the things I'd heard were valid and true
I've got everything in the world but you.
Everything in the world but you.
I drive against traffic
People race in to work,
I've got this expression
That I know I deserve
The key slides in the lock
Who's been here in my bed
Who's been drinking coffee
What's this paper and pen.
CHORUS
My nerves are ripped to shreds
The phone rings on the floor,
But I can't pick it up
I can't take any more
There are planes flying in
And there are planes flying out
I look up to the sky
And I'm left in no doubt.
CHORUS
(Difford/Tilbrook)
He stalks the club with cupid's toy
Foremost in his mind
Jacks his body into shape
And leaves the rest behind
He has a pea for a brain
A spud for a heart
A scar on his cheek
And a rubber duck in his bath
This boy doesn't give love
This boy doesn't get love
He stalks the club with eagle eyes
Springing on his heels
Likes to throw a hand of dice
Then hang them in his wheels
He has a crease in his jeans
A frown on his face
The scent of a man
Who thinks he has taste She smiles as he buys her a drink
Standing at the end of the bar
He feels helpless when she looks in his eyes
Suddenly there's love in his heart
He stalks the club with such a smile
Forever on the move
He takes pride in looking smart
And knowing when to groove
He has a heart on a chain
His picture inside
A ring in one ear
Dark glasses at night
(Holland)
Give me iko
I wanna ball the wall here
Shuffle in Dumaine
Hear the hookacumbi
Meet my tipatina
Love her hold her tightly
Wanna see her swaying
In New Orleans nightly
You know I wanna be there
Drinking in the morning
Holler in the evening
Dr. Jazz Dr. Jazz
Bake my jelly roll
You quicken my pulse
You make my rhythm slow
Crawfish gumbo
Rhythm from the jungle
Big chief rocking
I follow the voodoo king
Oolamalawaladollar
That¡¯s what the fez he sing
How long must it be
How long must I wait
Till Highway 49 takes me to your gate
I eat a bowl of gumbo
That creole child will serve
Sit on the verandah
Happy in a dixie world Maybe on Sunday
Head for Baton Rouge
Dancing with the cajun
Twist away my blues
Then a drop of rain
A trickle in my eye
I look up and smile
At the rhythm that never, never dies
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Donkey talk
I can hear the donkey talk
Words chained out in a line
Loads of reason not much rhyme
Finger drumming beats behind
Donkey talk most of the time
The conversation peters out
So you stare down at your shoes
There's not much more to talk about
When the silence is confused
Then our eyes suddenly meet
And we choose to look away
That's just where we are today
There's no sense in hanging round
But we stand there all the same
You find a verb I pluck a noun
As the patience starts to strain
Then our words suddenly clash
As if there's so much to say
That's just where we are today We used to stay up all night
With our eyes all bloodshot and wonky
We would hold each other tight
And talk the back legs off a donkey
But now I'm wearing its hat
We can't even laugh at that
Daphne, don't be ridiculous
This silence is killing us, talk to me
Speaking with a loving tongue
Give life a sense of fun
Daphne, don't be so cavalier
All that you want is here, talk to me
Speak with your pretty eyes
Not without compromise
If you're used to a life of farces
Playing games of judge and jury
You know when you're wearing those glasses
You look like Nana Mouskouri
Daphne, laugh and take silly time
Leave sadness way behind, talk to me
Tell jokes and belly laugh
Don't cut your life in half
Daphne, Shelley wrote verse for you
He would have wanted to talk to me
Saying I must be thick
Love is a lunatic
If you're used to a life of farces
Playing games of judge and jury
You know when you're wearing those glasses
You look like Nana Mouskouri
So you can be adjourned
Daphne, I'm so concerned
Daphne, don't be ridiculous
This silence is killing us, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
I can't stop my heart from beating beating
Bang bang bang bang (bang bang bang bang)
I would like to be like Peter Peter
Pan Pan Pan Pan (bang bang bang bang)
CHORUS
Staying younger by the day
My good looks will never fade
I hope I can can can can
(bang bang bang bang)
Napoleon was very brave
Incomplete he took to his grave
Josephine was such a joke
Kept her letter inside his coat
V. Van Gogh was so I hear
One to send his love an ear
Some impression this would make
This was to be his big mistake
Catherine lost her pretty head
She wasn't very good in bed
Didn't wear a hat again
She got so wet out in the rain
I can't stop my heart from beating beating
Bang bang bang bang (bang bang bang bang)
I would like to be like Peter Peter
Pan Pan Pan Pan (bang bang bang bang)
CHORUS
CHORUS
Can can can can (bang bang bang bang)
Sherman Tanks and Tommy Guns,
Telegrams and Hot Cross Buns,
See the Gerries on the run,
Battleships well here I come,
Commando raid in bed tonight,
Under the covers with torch light.
(chorus)
Rat-a-tat tat Rat-a-tat tat,
Out of the trench into combat,
Covered in bruises covered in cuts,
Turning the page for more blood and guts
Kamicaze crashes plane,
Shits himself but all in vain,
Fix the mine under the tray,
And get away in time again,
The cap-i-tan is on the bridge,
Pulls the pin from his sandwich.
Rat-a-tat tat Rat-a-tat tat,
Out of the trench into combat,
Covered in bruises covered in cuts,
Turning the page for more blood and guts.
Prison camps and sorry sarge,
Biting harder than his bark,
Got a bullet in his arm,
Pulled it out and took em' on,
Commando raid in bed tonight,
Under the cover with torch light.
Rat-a-tat tat Rat-a-tat tat,
Out of the trench into combat,
Covered in bruises covered in cuts,
Turning the page for more blood and guts,
More blood and guts,
More blood and guts,
More blood and guts.
The liberator of sin, the giver of delight
I took the drug and went out like a light
I giggled on the bed as I stared at the wall
I was the one who felt ever so small
I couldn't take it, I couldn't win with my thoughts
Forever playing chess and keeping reports
On whatever I saw and whatever moved, oh
I was emperor for an hour, I had nothing else to do
Universe caved in, my legs fell away
I took the drug but you didn't say
That I would be you and you would be me
When I took the pill that put me to sleep
I couldn't take it, I couldn't spin all the plates
Forever in a mind field of personal games
What could I do, I was Caesar of Rome
Thank God I woke up to find you had come home
Thank God I woke up to find you had come home
Ooh, aah, home
Ooh, aah, home
Ooh, aah, home
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Action speaks faster
Faster than words
Pull her towards you
Let love be heard
And when we kissed there was a room that had been emptied
You said so much without a word I'd been tempted
Love's not for sale there's not a price
Who could have rented
Who lives here now come out and be found where I have nested
My eyelashes swam up through the tears
The moments that passed took two or three years
And when we talked there was rain and no attraction
Hand to my head, eyes to the ground, no reaction
Our love was home, now it's a fort that's held up to ransom
What of us now, now there's no laughs, where is the action
(Difford/Tilbrook)
She moved from Clapham
And didn't look back
Her life was changed in an instant
The van was filled up
And tied to the rack
Her home that now seemed so distant
Kissing goodbye
To her friends on the stairs
She felt a loss deep within her
Sat in the front seat with stuff everywhere
The neighbours said they would ring her
They moved to the sea front
And loved their new view
Of tides coming in on the shingle
She and her daughter
Found new things to do
At last it was good to be single
And in the summer
The place came alive
Lights on the pier in the evening
The fresh sea air
And could cut with a knife
Such a wonderful feeling
She worked in a pub
Where bands would appear
On a tiny stage in the corner
She watched them load in
With tattered old gear
The place would get like a sauna
London had gone now
Her new life was strong
She found herself a new karma
She fell for a man
Who played with a band
And took her life from it's drama She moved from Clapham
And didn't look back
The past was neatly extinguished
He was much younger
But she lived with that
He struggled hard with his english
She felt his loving
And proudly reclaimed
All of the warmth she'd been lacking
They lay in bed
Looking out at the rain
No more moving or packing
She moved from Clapham
And didn't look back
Her life had changed in an instant
(Difford/Tilbrook)
853-5937
Angela can't make it to the phone
If you care to leave your name and number
She'll give you a ring when she is home
Every time I called her I got the message
I listened to the voice coming down the line
I couldn't speak to a tape recording
I redialed it a number of times
853-5937
Angela can't make it to the phone
If you care to leave your name and number
Please speak clearly after the tone
She'll give you a ring when she gets home
I rang her this morning so very early
The same old message coming down the phone
I should go and see if her house is empty
Maybe she's poorly perhaps she's not home She's in Mill Hill I'm in Bermondsey
It's the end of the earth on the northern line
It makes it so hard for me to see
The one that I love but can never find.
I called up a close friend who lives right by her
I got the message he was out too
I was suspicious, are they together
I've got to find out that this isn't true
(c) 1987 Virgin Music Inc. (ASCAP)
I heard the stomping of feet dancing
On the wooden floor upstairs
I wasn't in the mood for laughing
So I sat silent in my chair
There was someone missing I knew
Outside there fell the rain
Where had she gone, what could I do
I played the waiting game
The cigarette smoke was annoying
My mood was fit for a bath
A drink couldn't oil my expression
Nothing could make me laugh
I was worried out of my head
I was in such a state
What's keeping her, where has she gone
I played the waiting game
When you love someone
You worry when they're late
When you love someone
You know the time it takes
To play the waiting game
The music got louder and louder
From the wooden floor upstairs
I played with a handful of peanuts
When I saw her standing there
My mood leapt right out of the bath
She had got stuck in the rain
Her coat dripped on a hanger
Playing the waiting
I couldn't understand her
Playing the waiting
Seemed like I'd wait forever
Talking to demons that fly through the room
When I'm home late and she's gone out of tune
No more excuses, I'm being locked out
The key to her heart will never be found
I can't get close to the one that I love
I try to reason but that's not enough
It was all right then, love was there in a friend
Cold nights on sofas, the birds sing all night
Their song my story which sums up my life
The life I'm losing, the love I'll regret
No sheets, no pillows to make up by bed
Upon the toilet I think very hard
Love's in the tune of my Spanish guitar
And we're together now, harmony's been found
And the Spanish guitar can play
Strum, strum, strumming away
She's the guitar that went out of tune
But now she's in love with you
He smokes himself into double vision
Leaves his mind on an indecision
Thinks he's invented imagination
Says that God is some relation
He leaves his cigarette burning on the desk
His clothes and magazines make up such a mess
Sitting up in bed transistor on his chest
In quintessence
He and his friends sit around all evening
Leaving their laughter upon the ceiling
Seems so funny yet it leaves me yawning
Then I find it's the following morning
He says his girlfriend lives too far away
Always at a friend's house or on holiday
His bible of romance hides itself away
In quintessence
A 15 year olds browse through life
Is fine with his quintessence safe and sound in mind
Life's an adolescence from time to time
With us all in quintessence
In the corner with his book and tissue
All he can do is pretend to miss you
Closes his eyes as he sees her body
Pulls funny faces and that's his hobby
On the other hand love ain't a happy word
On the other hand love ain't a piece of skirt
Makes for something special in your football shirt
She's been good to me and her aim is plain
With an open mind and a tender way
As she looks through boxes of secondhand clothes
She's a first class person as her best friend knows
She's been good to me, helped me not to lie
Listens to my words and the truth she finds
As I fell in love with my very best friend
I didn't realize that our friendship would end
I learned how to pray every night
To relieve the pain deep inside
I was serious with a furrowed brow
I just fell in love, what do I do now?
As I fell in love with my very best friend
I didn't realize that our friendship would end
I learned how to pray every night
To relieve the pain deep inside
It didn't work for us, the lesson I learnt
The fire was lit and how I got burnt
As I fell in love with my very best friend
Oh, I didn't realize that our friendship would end
I learnt how to pray every night
To relieve the pain deep inside
I learnt how to pray every night
To relieve the pain deep inside
I learned how to pray every night
Off to the airport to check in the bags
Proud of my suntan, good times I've had
Laying on beaches and writing out cards
Back to the humdrum and bashing out cars
Into the aircraft, I look for my seat
A nervous tension builds inside me
Onto the runway I pretend I'm elsewhere
In minutes we're flying through the hot evening air
Down there toy town the twinkle of lights
The long white beaches of holiday time
Suddenly someone has pulled out a gun
His shout for attention had everyone stunned
Hands on our heads, there's a new kind of fear
We're over a barrel with the hits of the year
Held up to ransom, assured we'll be safe
The yellow ribbon comes out again
How many gods can there be in one sky
All so important and all so involved
Here on the trigger a disciple of fear
You infiltrate my every hour, you bug me like a flea
I only wish I had the power to cut you free of me
Like some crustacean on my hull, you stick with me and make life dull
How can I make you see, I?m in love with you?
You typify the things to me that I no longer do
So get a grip and let me be and my life will improve
Leave me alone, get off my case, you?re always there right in my face
But that is nothing new, I?m so in love with you
It?s funny, how I loved you like the bottle at my lips
And when I fell off of my bike, my life had been eclipsed
By all the grief and disbelief there at your finger, at your fingertips
You hover up, the very words I choose to throw away
I know some people never learn, so how can I complain?
You hiss at me and make me shake like some old grumpy rattlesnake
Let?s think this through again, I?m so in love with you
It?s funny, how I loved you like the bottle at my lips
And when I fell off of my bike, my life had been eclipsed
I knew that I had drunk too much
I had passed my drink degree
I climbed into my rented car
I was happy as could be
Then I pulled out of the driveway
And the lights began to blur
Within a mile the car was stopped
By a police officer, she said
"Did you see the light was red?
Did you see the light at all?"
Then I fell into her open arm
And that's all that I recall
I knew that I had danced before
But it never made the news
Surprised to find my two left feet
In John Travolta's shoes
I hogged the space around a girl
I found so full of verve
Then I moved in slowly for the kill
And watched her body swerve, she said
"Did you know I'm not impressed
With the way you dance at all?"
Then I fell into her open arms
And that's all that I recall
Blacked out and wasted
I had to be persuaded
With my view a little jaded
That I was about to go down like a domino
I knew that I had said too much
But tact was not my way
Tears were on her bottom lip
She had nothing more to say except
"Did you know this love we have
Has made me feel so small?"
Then I fell into her open arms
Slaughtered gutted and heartbroken
With no spirit or no soul
My emotions have been stolen
Love has left me with this hole
Now my heart's a deep dark cavern
Emptiness is all I feel
I'm the pig she tried to fatten
And now all I do is squeal
But things could be worse
Things could be very bad for me
Oh my dear I find myself
A stitch short of a tapestry
Patience on the verge of breakin'
I'm kicking cans around the street
Like a bad cold I need shakin'
Like a fool I had to cheat
But to me she was an angel
And I went and let her down
The reaction was so fatal
That she kicked me from her cloud
But things could be worse
Things could be very bad for me
Oh my dear I find myself
A stitch short of a tapestry
The light was on there in her window
I saw her shadow movin' around
I tried to stand on tip toes
Hopin' that she might look down
I wanted so bad to call her
But I had to walk away
Slaughtered, gutted and heartbroken
Another diamond down the drain
But things could be worse
Things could be very bad for me
Oh my dear I find myself
A stitch short of a tapestry
But things could be worse
Things could be very bad for me
Oh my dear I find myself
I hit the bottle, I hit the high
Blue is my color, dark is my nights
Now she has left me, I'm doing time
In this prison of a heart where I've fallen apart
And cried on the table
She threw her ring, slamming her goodbyes
She took everything, now that the jack has
Beaten the king in this opera of old soap
There has got to be some new hope that I'll win
Break my heart, snap my feelings
Break my heart, walk out and see
There are more fish in the ocean
But somehow they're not for me
Caught with another and reasons there are
She needs attention while I'm at the bar
Now there's another, that's safe in her arms
And if that's not understood, oh, then I guess
That you should break my heart
Break my heart, snap my feelings
Break my heart, walk out and see
There are more fish in the ocean
But somehow they're not for me
Break my heart, snap my feelings
Break my heart, walk out and see
There are more fish in the ocean
But somehow they're not for me
I hit the bottle, I hit the high
Blue is my color, dark is my night
Now she has left me, I'm doing time
In this prison of a heart
Break my heart, snap my feelings
Break my heart, walk out and see
There are more fish in the ocean
But somehow they're not for me
Break my heart, snap my feelings
Break my heart, walk out and see
There are more fish in the ocean
There's a stain on my notebook
Where your coffee cup was
And there's ash in the pages
Now I've got myself lost
I was writing to tell you
That my feelings tonight
Are a stain on my notebook
That rings your goodbye
CHORUS
Now she's gone
And I'm back on the beat
A stain on my notebook
Says nothing to me
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend
With lips full of passion
And coffee in bed
With the way that you left me
I can hardly contain
The hurt and the anger
And the joy of the pain
Now knowing I'm single
There'll be fire in my eyes
And a stain on my notebook
For a new love tonight
CHORUS
Now she's gone
And I'm out with a friend
With lips full of passion
And coffee in bed
From the lips without passion
To the lips with a kiss
There's nothing of your love
That I'll ever miss
The stain on my notebook
Remains all that's left
Of the memory of late nights
And coffee in bed
Of the memory of late nights
And coffee in bed
CHORUS
The case was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a sympathetic friend and made arrangements
The door was closed, there was a note
I couldn?t be bothered, maybe I?ll choke no more engagements
With where have you been?s and faraway frowns
Trying to be good by not being ?round
And here in the bar, the piano man?s found
Another nail from my heart
And here in the bar, the piano man?s found
Another nail from my heart
That stupid old bug that kills only love
I want to be good, is that not enough?
So play me the song that makes it so tough
Another nail from my heart
Then play me that song that makes it so tough
Another nail from my heart
I had excuses those little boy lies
That she computed by watching my eyes and told me firmly
She couldn?t stand it, I?m bad on her heart
She dropped her makeup and I found the bar, now it concerns me
I?ve had a bad time, now love is resigned
I?ve been such a fool, I?ve loved and goodbyed
So here in the bar, the piano man?s found
Another nail from my heart
And here in the bar, the piano man?s found
Another nail from my heart
Then here in the bar, the piano man?s found
Another nail from my heart
Then here in the bar, the piano man?s found
Another nail from my heart
Then here in the bar, the piano man?s found
She goes for her medical
She's passed, it's a miracle
She's up over the moon
She whistles nonsense tunes
She wants drinks for everyone
She's found a chord that she can strum
Emotions leakin' out
Her paint's all over town
What's that she's playin'?
(Annie get your gun)
What's that she's takin'?
(The song has to be sung)
She's gone electric
(Annie wipe them out)
That's unexpected
(Strum that thing and shout)
Don't pull that trigger
(Annie get your gun)
Don't shoot that singer
(You're shooting number one, number one)
He's not into miracles
Sees life all too cynical
The cat has got his tongue
Now she bangs on his drum
He says, "Pull the other one"
Bells ring, look what you have done
Emotions leakin' out
Her paint's all over town
What's that she's playin'?
(Annie get your gun)
What's that she's takin'?
(The song has to be sung)
She's gone electric
(Annie wipe them out)
That's unexpected
(Strum that thing and shout)
Don't pull that trigger
(Annie get your gun)
Don't shoot that singer
(You're shooting number one)
Get your gun
Get your gun
She's gone electric
(Annie wipe them out)
That's unexpected
(Strum that thing and shout)
Don't pull that trigger
(Annie get your gun)
Don't shoot that singer
(Difford/Tilbrook)
There is a voice within us all
That says destruct
Go to the wall
And you can't choose when this voice speaks
Deep in our souls
This voice will sleep
There is a voice within us all
That says destruct
And you will crawl
From your own pit into the deep
Where you will sink
Until it speaks
Each day is a night
Then your lifetime is gone
There is a voice inside us all
That says rebuild
And when it's called
All that is wrong can be put right
There in your soul
To change your life
Each day's a hope each day's a prayer
That I might build
And I'll repair
The parts in me that may have slipped
Deep in my soul
When I lose my grip
And there's ropes and chains
Slowing me as I walk
I feel hope through pain
As the road ahead forks
To the left and the right
To the right and the wrong
It felt so bad that I'm in pain
Then why don't I say no not again
Your love has failed and all's gone sour
You have to see her every hour
When you can't sleep your mind is blank
But you don't love no longer thinks
You lose the grip you thought you had
She smiles at you but you are sad
So if then heaven sees in you
Then suddenly its over, through
You take your life into your hands
Forgetting all your other plans
And your so sad you cut your wrists
And they can show you what they missed
You labor now a point in pain
But will your worst day ever end
When you lose or when you've gained
Don't give up, Don't start again
Your feelings burned like forest wood
You take you're life, you're gone foor good
You'll miss her bed but not her brains
There is no need to mention names
My reasons strong that all has failed
Your face is blue you're looking pale
Love can kill you suck you down
Suicidal up - side down
Love's a mystery to us all
So don't be missaid what a call
Remember when we used to fight
And fists would fly throughout the night
Your face is filled with cherry blood
And so I feel my time has come
You tore me from the world I knew
And suddenly its finished, through
Your feelings burned like forest wood
You take you're life, you're gone foor good
You'll miss her bed but not her brains
There is no need to mention names
My reasons strong that all has failed
Your face is blue you're looking pale
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Tears for attention, heard all through the night
What is it you want from me, the last seconds of the fight
Kisses of corruption, tempt the spider from his web
Caught between the white sheets that have fallen from your bed
Heart for inspection, check the beat against the pain
The fight that came to break us up puts us back together again
Twitches of excitement give away my secret thoughts
Love was a book at bedtime, now that book has learned to talk
I get tears for attention
Kisses of corruption
With you
When I¡¯m with you
Tears for attention dry upon a smiling face
Apologies and promises bring love back together again
Kisses of affection, lips that touch without a trace
The idea of conception puts the smile back on my face
I get tears for attention
Kisses of affection
And I do when I¡¯m with you
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Words escape me now I¡¯m in prison
Sentenced to a life of tears
Now she hates me, that¡¯s her decision
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So I can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So I can see the damage I can try
And salvage our love
I¡¯m picking up the pieces
Maybe they¡¯ll fit some day
Love recalls me back from darkness
It whispers to an eager ear
She ignores me, why so heartless
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So she can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So she can see the damage she can try
And salvage our love Picking up the pieces
And putting them down again
There¡¯s never a match for a burning desire
To fall in love
And put out the fire that¡¯s been burning
Picking up the pieces
And putting them down again
Picking up the pieces
Maybe they¡¯ll fit someday
(Difford/Tilbrook)
Now the woman wears the trousers
Now my shirts remain uncreased
Now the shoe is on the other foot
Maybe I can feel released
All the pleasure of pleasing you
All the powers of needing you
Now I¡¯m no longer keeping you
So now she¡¯s working at the office
And I don¡¯t have a job at all
She keeps me in cigarettes
Once a bat now a ball
All the dinners are burning dear
All the while I¡¯m learning dear
Now I¡¯m no longer earning dear
A man for all seasons Not now I¡¯m feeling so tired
I¡¯ve got so much upon my plate
Not now was the distant cry
As the latch fell on the gate
A man for all seasons
Now the house is like a garage
Parts of me about the room
I¡¯m building up another me
One that takes a nap at noon
All the parties are thrown for you
All the people are known by you
Now I¡¯m building this home for you
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I'm faced with the facts
And a fist full of threats
I stand quite amused
At the end of the bed
I have no defense
For what I have said
As a handful of love
Whacks me right round the head
She's growling and stalking
And grabs from a pile
A book that she throws
And it missed by a mile
I'm holding a pillow
And as naked as sin
I'm backed to a corner
With a wastepaper bin
Then up on the mattress
There's no place to go
I'm guilty yes guilty
But there's no place like home I rewind the hours
To see what went wrong
I plead for forgiveness
And I'm hit like a gong
It seems that I'm guilty
Of smiling too long
When recalling lovers
That now are long gone
I'm guilty you¡¯re guilty
So let me be stoned
The past is the present
When there's no place like home
Off with the shoes
And a whack round the head
Your ear rings like a phone
Some explanation
Might patch and mend
A love that's lost control
Now there's no place like home
She wants to give up love for good
She kicks the fence and splits the wood
She cries her eyes out in the rain
She swears aloud and so again
She feels messed around
She takes her coat off as it pours
The passing daytime she ignores
Sits with a problem on a bench
And with her heel she digs a trench
She feels messed around
She rips her skirt and tears her dress
Climbing over his garden fence
Mud on her mourning as tears still fall
She's in no mood for his love at all
She feels messed around
Her door won't shut
Her match won't light
The bulb went out
Her skirts too tight
She feels messed around
The words don't match
Her heart won't heal
The phone won't pip
Her fruit won't peel
She feels messed around
She left herself open for him all the time
But always kept off of his cloud
All the king's horses and all the king's men
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
Well you'd better not tell I've had a good night
Me and this bird she's a bit of alright
Dancing to the sounds as the arches get searched
She is the business for a bit of old skirt
It's so dirty when it's in the right mood
Give it some brandy and some chinese food
Take her for a spin with your stereo jack
Tell her she's the best girl you've ever had
Give it some gold to put round its neck
Bet here old man puts you on the deck
But its so dirty with me - it so dirty with me
Its so dirty with me - its so dirty with me
Well you'd better watch out here comes a tornado
You'll end up looking like a mashed potato
If her old man gets word of what's going on here
You'll end up at the bottom of someone's next beer
Well I've got a bud ain't frightened by shooters
So lets have a drink for a couple of troopers
No her old man won't know I've been giving it some
Unless you tell him the news but we know that ain't done
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
She used to do a topless down at the Surrey Docks
With tassels on her whatsits she did a t'riffic job
Of raising all the eyebrows of every lunchtime mob
She went with all the tossers who kick about a ball
They say their club's the greatest, and she has kissed them all
At the Arndale Center, she's up against the wall
I can't name names cause that's not cricket
I can't name names that would put me in it
But that's another story in the finish
I saw them at the pictures a tangled heap of love
He had so many women, but only classy stuff
I saw him at the clinic, a pink card up his cuff
One holiday in Bognor a stag night hit the town
The groom is in the car park with his trousers down
But that's another story that won't be going round
I can't name names cause that's not cricket
I can't name names that would put me in it
But that's another story in the finish
The Deptford had a beano to Southend for the night
With 40 crates of lager, to see the Southend lights
The got home for their breakfast pissed out of their minds
This girl gave me the minces so I asked her for a dance
And in the death I kissed her and so I took a chance
And when I went to touch her, she tried to break my arm
I can't name names cause that's not cricket
I can't name names that would put me in it
But that's another story in the finish
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
I can't get up anymore, my heart ticks so slow
There's nothing to do, I'm picking my nose
I'm counting the days that you have been gone
My heart went to jail, my love's out of song
I can't get up anymore, I'm lying in bed
I'm watching the day through a hole in my head
I turned myself down, I can hardly be heard
Now I'm without a heart, now I'm without a girl
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore
I can't get up anymore I'm a cold piece of toast
The doormat is full, the newspapers and post
There's a letter from you, but I'm growing a beard
It will never be read, cause I'm going so weird
Look what women can do -- I''ve bolted the door,
Now I'm losing a screw
All this hunger and trial won't achieve a result
But a nut cant keep tight without the help of a bolt
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I won't get up anymore
I won't get up anymore (I won't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I can't get up anymore (won't get up anymore)
I won't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore)
I won't get up anymore, I can't get up anymore
(Difford/Tilbrook)
I wrote her name on a bar mat
She had a peculiar bonnet,
But a youngish damsel figure
With her tongue tied to a trigger,
She seemed a total killer
Her face all filled with filler,
Her face a painting palette
I stomached all her habits,
Sipped her snow balls poshly like a judge
But left her lipstick traces on her mug.
We watched each other closely
She looks like Bela Lugosi,
She asked me for a ride home
I felt around for my comb,
And in the bar room mirror
I combed right through her figure,
She wiggled through the car park
Into the pit of my heart,
Sat herself beside me in my van
A ring on every finger of her hand.
She lived down by the river
A flat the council give her,
Wallpaper very scenic
Her outlook very beatnik,
We watched the close and weather
Then through the door he entered,
Short sleeves and arms of iron
And me with just my tie on,
She said the lodger's used to this by now
I'd handled all the bull but not the cow.
Behind her velvet sofa
I found myself back sober,
She kept an old acoustic
She never ever used it,
A gift for me with a capo
A six string with an f-hole,
We made the strangest couple
A Laurel and Hardy double,
I learnt to play her favourite country songs
With one or two chords always going wrong
(Difford/Tilbrook)
The case was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a sympathetic friend
And made arrangements
The door was closed there was a note
I couldn't be bothered
Maybe I'll choke
No more engagements
With where have you been's
And faraway frowns
Trying to be good
By not being 'round
And here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart
That stupid old bug
That kills only love
I want to be good
Is that not enough
So play me the song
That makes it so tough
Another nail for my heart
Then play me that song
That makes it so tough
Another nail for my heart I had excuses those little boy lies
That she computed by watching my eyes
And told me firmly
She couldn't stand it I'm bad on her heart
She dropped her makeup and I found the bar
Now it concerns me
I've had a bad time
Now love is resigned
I've been such a fool
I've loved and goodbyed
So here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart
And here in the bar
The piano man's found
Another nail for my heart
No cameras, no lights, no stars in my eyes
And no way of getting through to you
No writing, nor call with a two-time tart
And no way to make a dream come true
Walking up the street, take a hold of my hand
Its just a postcard of the place I knew
Because ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Funny little things I thought I never had
No afternoon cafe(?), missing english and math
And off to the slammin' summer coast
No waiter, no tips no movies, no scripts
And no way of getting into my post
Riding up the street take a hold of my wheel
Its just a life time and I make the most
Because ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Funny little things I thought I never hadBecause ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Funny little things I thought I never had
No walking down the beach, no girls left to speak
And no time to mess around with a kiss
No wlaking her home, when she is feeling alone
And no time to get her under the peir
Running up the steets, you can catch us if you can
This is my lifetime and I will not fear
Because ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
Funny little things I thought I never had
Funny little things I thought I never had
Funny little things I thought I never had
I need some help, help to decide
Whether it?s our love that steps out of time
You say you need time on your own
Time to accept how our love has grown
And when you think about
All of the bad in me
Think about this too
How me and you could forever be
In need of help, help to expand
With each others minds together to plan
Time in our lives, time on our own
So one day we?ll see our love has grown
And when that day arrives
I don?t know where we?ll be
But I hope that trust can be for us
And you?ll still love me
I need some help, help to be found
When you are alone I won't let you down
We all need time, time on our own
So we can step back and see how love?s grown
And when I?m stepping back
I hope that I will see
That faith can play a part today
For both you and me
And if love needs help
And if love needs time
Give love the strength
When this young man comes rolling home
The lamp posts move and in the road
I sing and dance in falling rain
It's good to be back home again
The roads of air that map the globe
Take me away to places new
I'm lucky I can get around
I'm taking off and touching down
When I get home it?s much the same
The tax returns return again
The news is on it isn't good
I see the trees but not the wood
The road stretches out as far as I can see
And I eat the lines ahead of me
It's experience as the days unfold
But there's nothing quite like the day, I get home
When this young man comes rolling home
The cheese on toast is in the grill
Memories are filed away
I come and go, it's fun that way
The roads of air that map the globe
Go East and West and North and South
I like to look and see the sights
I stay up late and hit the heights
When I return things haven't changed
Neither have I, I like to think
The world's an oyster on a plate
She gave to me her tenderness
Her friendship and her love
I see her face from time to time
There in the sky above
We grew up learning as we went
What a voyage our life could be
It took us through a wilderness
Into the calmest sea
Her smile could lift me from the pain
I often found within
She said some things I won't forget
She made a few bells ring
So simple her humility
Her beauty found in grace
Today she lives another life
In some fantastic place
She showed me how to raise a smile
Out of a bed of gloom
And in her garden sanctuary
A life began to bloom
She visualized a world ahead
And planned how it would be
She left behind the strongest love
That lives eternally
I have the hope that when it's time
For me to come her way
That she'll be there to show me around
Whenever comes that day
Her love was life and happiness
And in her steps I trace
The way to live a better life
In some fantastic place, some fantastic place.
Across the ocean she's been waiting to hear
If love's a secret to all the things she fears
Was it tiptoe around my pillow talk?
There'll come the only boy she had with any thought
My heart pretends I?m not so far away
She said tomorrow and I?m here today
I miss her now and I say it's only true
I feel like I'm on the wrong side of the moon
Wrong side of the moon
I'm forgetting to remember to forget
All the memories locked in my head
I'll be home then you'll hear what I say
It seems forever, started only yesterday
My heart keeps time which passes very slow
When you're lonely without a place to go
I've got the lonesome ocean blues
I feel like I'm on the wrong side of the moon
Wrong side of the moon
Wrong side of the moon
Across the ocean there's a heart that beats for me
Beat, beating, waiting patiently
Pulls us together when we're apart
Keeps the devil from playing with your heart
But I'll pretend we're not so far away
I'm home tomorrow or maybe it?s today
Across the ocean there's nothing else to do
I feels like you?re on the wrong side of the moon
Wrong side of the moon
Wrong side of the moon
Wrong side of the moon
"The crown of the kingdom is given to the woman,
The kingdom of the kitchen, where she says she shouldn't,
There on the stainless steel, her cigarettes and matches.
Whistles to the radio, not every hook she catches,
But the frowns, eiderdowns, tie her down,
But she likes to wear the crown of the kingdom.
She likes a recipe, a touch of Oriental,
Steaming up the window, burning egg on metal,
Sees in the catalogue, a shiny new appliance.
Another role swallowed by the wonders of science,
Lobster hands, omelette pans, understand.
How the crown can stick like jam in her kingdom.
He's been so busy and she's been neglected,
The problem is computed, always it's rejected.
Out of her heart, I catch a spark,
And being smart, the crown is left out in the dark,
Now there's no kingdom.
Fed up with the glory, she abdicates her title,
Sitting at a barstool she gives her days recital,
The family watch in horror as she staggers up the hallway,
Makes herself a sandwich as they look in through the doorway,
She goes to bed, leg by leg, nothing's said,
There's no crown upon her head, there's no kingdom.
Press the button on the toaster, it's a Womsn's World.
Tuck the sheets in on the bed, it's Woman's World.
Take your apron from your holster, it's a Woman's World.
Shoot the crown off of your head, it's a Woman's World.
It's a Wonan's World.
It's a Woman's World.
It's a Woman's World.
It's a Woman's World.
Press the button on the toaster, it's a Woman's World.
Tuck the sheets in on the bed, it's a Woman's World.
Take your apron from your holster, it's a Woman's World.
Shoot the crown off of your head, it's a Woman's World".
Lyrics by Chris Difford and Glenn Tilbrook.
I had the rug pulled from under my feet
But I didn?t feel a thing
I can?t believe the luck I seem to have
And the joy that good luck brings
When I die I?ll return as a housefly
And land upon her wall
So I can see who she?ll end up with
If it?s anyone at all
Did I say that, how could anyone
Be so wicked and cruel
I sat and listened to the radio
A landscape of moving noise
She was busy looking through the curtains
Her nose in a distant void
Then I thought I would come back as a spider
Because she hates them so much
They get sprayed down the bathroom plughole
Can I expect the same touch
Maybe not then
Because beneath it all we?re wicked and cruel
Shut up, listen to the radio
I can?t help feeling I?ve been stepped on
She likes to kick like a mule
Did I say that how could anyone
Be so wicked and cruel
If I come back as her would I love me
How could anyone be so wicked and cruel
She likes to think I?m a fool
Two fools in love, how could anyone
'When the hangover strikes,
And I open my post, and the coffee is on,
And I'm burning my toast, I let the battle commence,
I see a Sun and the trees, and the draft at the door,
With my head in my lap, there's a day to explore,
But I'm left without sense.
As the hangover strikes,
And I turn on the tap, but the water's too loud,
And I'm caged by the fact, that the battle's not lost,
Is it the hair of the dog, or the baa or a lamb,
In the sheepish attempt to be half of the man that I might be, or
was.
Poor,poor, poor shaken one.
Pour, pour, pour me another one, another one.
When the hangover strikes, and a mirror reveals that it's midnight or
bust,
And a drink does appeal, now the battle is won.
So the cure of the can pours it's heart out to me,
Though I'm feeling locked up but I can't find the key,
Well no damage was done.
Poor, poor, poor shaken one.
Pour, pour, pour me another one, another one.
Damage was done'.
Lyrics by: Chris Difford and Glenn Tilbrook
Pacing through the flickering light
A velvet patch upon his eye
His pacing creaks the floorboards loose
As he tailors his thoughts for the truth around truths
But his butler keeps eyes through a hole in the door
What the butler don't see ain't a lot that's for sure
Francesca lays across the couch
They fight with words from mouth to mouth
And then with handfuls of her flesh
See how the zipper broke off of her dress
Strangling her neck with his hands in her gloves
The port and the brandy mix cocktails of love
The porchlight, the torchlight
The frosted morning lawn
The cloak of daylight has finally been drawn
On the tale of what the butler saw
He kept his world all to himself
And locked it tight inside his belt
But she preferred his belt undone
She bathed in his fortune but never his fun
He cracked on a mixture of Opera and drink
The butler still fetches and carries for him
The butler dragged down to the lake
Francesca's body in a cape
No private eye was gonna trace this
The old man was shaking, his marbles were missed
The shadows and footprints and flickering lights
The butler's up late with a cold in his eye
The porchlight, the torchlight
The frosted morning lawn
The cloak of daylight has finally been drawn
A black and white photograph
Of me up the garden path
Wrapped up in my football scarf
It sits here in my hand
And there mother smothered me
And how she would mother me
She knew how to suffer me
Like all mothers can
Now she is everywhere
The comb that runs through my hair
My posture on a chair
But that's not who I am
He ran from the arguments
And sat on the garden fence
And lived in the passing tense
That fell from her lips
He tended the house so well
And each time she rang his bell
He'd climb back from where he fell
And gathered his wits
Now I fear the mold is mine
A vibration shakes my spine
As I walk the crooked line
Reality hits
So let me walk free from you
I know that you want me to
Let me try something new
Let me walk away
If it's not one thing, it's your mother
How I love her
How I love her
How I love her
But it's not so easy to say
Please, won't you let me walk away?
Let me walk away
Let me walk away
So let me walk on my own
And finish my ice cream cone
If we are to make it home
Then all will be well
Look see, I'm a father now
I'm raising my own eyebrow
And being in my own row
And making life hell
This is me, see here I am
Doing the best that I can
This life has a subtle plan
But you couldn't tell
So let me walk free from you
I know that you want me to
Let me try something new
Let me walk away
If it's not one thing, it's your mother
How I love her
How I love her
How I love her
But it's not so easy to say
Please, won't you let me walk away?
Let me walk away
Let me walk away
So let me walk free from you
I know that you want me to
Let me try something new
Let me walk away
Let me walk away
With her hair up in his fingers
The fish and chips smell lingers
Under amber street lamps
She holds the law in her hands
The moistness of the damp night
Falls silent through the lamplight
Although she's only fourteen
She really knows her courting
And up the railway sidings
There's him and her they're lying
Hand in hand they whisper
You're my missus and I'm your mister
The moon as white and virgin
And she was on the turning
Remember your first nibble
When best friends were so little
They really trooped the colors
When walking with each other
And all her mates would giggle
As ladylike she'd wiggle
All along the high street
They'd splash out on an ice cream
He'd sometimes really treat her
But he'd done his mother's meter
Well, he went off to Borstal
He said that he was forced to
Rob the flats of hi fi's
'Cause she was ill and she would cry
Each morning she got sicker
Her mother sometimes hit her
If she'd have known the story
She would have been so sorry
He received a letter and admitted it
There was nothing else to do but get rid of it
Lonely in his dormitory, he'd sit and stare
Is this for real and is it really fair?
Summer came, so they went
Down to the coast in his tent
She cooked upon his primer
And sampled local cider
She told him in his rucksack
I think, I want that chance back
To be perhaps the one who
Will forever love you
To be perhaps the one
"She left her school for the factory,
From pocket money to a salary,
From a pac-a-mac to her compact case,
And every morning she inspects her face.
She discovers pulling pints in pubs,
But her good looks will never cover up for her dumbness in taking
the stock, Sees her reflection in a butcher's shop.
She finds it all quite rare, that her meats all vanity fair.
She finds it all quite rare, that her meats all vanity fair.
She has her eyes on medallion men that get her home on the dot
at ten.
She combs her hair when she gets excused,
The deal she wants always ends up screwed.
Paints her nails on the bathroom scales,
Gargles her breath like a landed whale,
Her beauty is as deep as her skin,
Keeps her eyebrows in a tobacco tin,
She poses foot on a chair, coconut shy but vanity fair,
She poses foot on a chair, coconut shy but vanity fair.
In her vanity case, her compact case,
In her compact case, her eyes.
Not bad for a sister, but her vanity's fair and her sense of humour's
dry.
She comes home late with another screw loose,
She swears to have had just a pineapple juice.
Falls asleep fully clothed in her bed,
With her makeup remover by her head.
And she might not be all there, but her dreams all vanity fair,
She might not be all there, but her dreams all vanity fair."
Lyrics by Chris Difford and Glenn Tilbrook.
I never thought it would happenWith me and the girl from ClaphamOut on a windy commonThat night I ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the rationsWith some or other passionsI said, "You are a lady"Perhaps she said, "I may be"
We moved into a basementWith thoughts of our engagementWe stayed in by the tellyAlthough the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissingThe railway arms we're missingBut love had got us hooked upAnd all our time it took up
I got a job with StanleyHe said I'd come in handyAnd started me on MondaySo I had a bath on Sunday
I worked eleven hoursAnd bought the girl some flowersShe said she'd seen a doctorAnd nothing now could stop her
I worked all through the winterThe weather brass and bitterI put away a tennerEach week to make her better
And when the time was readyWe had to sell the tellyLate evenings by the fireWith little kicks inside her
This morning at 4:50I took her rather niftyDown to an incubatorWhere thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughterWithin a year a walkerShe looked just like her motherIf there could be another
And now she's two years olderHer mother's with a soldierShe left me when my drinkingBecame a proper stinging
The devil came and took meFrom bar to street to bookieNo more nights by the tellyNo more nights nappies smelling
Alone here in the kitchenI feel there's something missingI'd beg for some forgivenessBut begging is not my business
As much as I love you
As much as I care
I just can't pretend that
The problem's not there
We know all the boundaries
From where we both stand
Our life has been happy
Without any plan
But now, I feel sorrow
As friendship turns stale
Our love's still on track but
Without a third rail
The moon has come up now
The sun has gone down
A million or more times
Since you've been around
Our life still goes on but
It won't be the same
As when we're together
Love only knows pain
With words that are tender
Our love will prevail
But can our love go on
Without a third rail
White clouds appear like cotton wool
The wind bends trees to bow
As we farewell this love of ours
Like some old sacred cow
As sure as Heaven's above us
And Hell is down below
Without a third rail to drive us
We'll have no place to go
There's a lump in my throat
I'm choked as I say
Our love has reached twilight
Let's call it a day
We kiss on the platform
The doors slowly close
Like theater curtains
Pulled after the show
We both know it's over
And somehow we've failed
Love's going in circles
He's taking her away, he's acting like a general
Generally, his game is so familiar
He wants her to play with a toaster and a kettle
While he spends his day miles from the prisoner
She reads the stars, he reads the sun
No wonder his IQ is below twenty-one
He's helping her to see how happy she is looking
Take it that he'll be no icing on her cake
Oh, how happy she would be if someone did the cooking
He's helping her to see how a marriage can be baked
Baked like a cake but without the file
The tool that she needs to make her life worthwhile
She's not a prisoner alone doing time
To love and to cherish for all of her life
To have and to hold, to lock up inside
What can this man know about her heart?
To love ?til death do us part
He's looking everywhere, she's nowhere to be found
And suddenly he cares his dinner's looking burnt
There's a smell in the air, there's a prisoner in town
He breaks down in his chair, his face fills with concern
Concerned that he might not eat tonight
She's broken out of jail and run for her life
She's not a prisoner alone doing time
To love and to cherish for all of her life
To have and to hold, to lock up inside
What can this man know about her heart?
To love ?til death do us part
She's not a prisoner alone doing time
To love and to cherish for all of her life
To have and to hold, to lock up inside
She's not a prisoner, she's not a prisoner
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste
A flannel for my face
Pajamas, a hairbrush
New shoes and a case
I said to my reflection
Let's get out of this place
Passed the church and the steeple
The laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings
Memories of it still
Keep calling and calling
But forget it all, I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I'm at the car park, the airport
The baggage carousel
The people keep on [Incomprehensible]
Ain't wishing I was well
I said it's no occasion
It's no story I could tell
At my bedside empty pocket
A foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock
Alarmed by the seduction
I wish that it would stop
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
I bought a novel, some perfume
A fortune all for you
But it's not my conscience
That hates to be untrue
I asked of my reflection
Tell me what is there to do?
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Tempted by the fruit of another
Give me a plate and I'd break it
Show me a smile and I'd cry
Give me your love and I'd hate it
Tell me the truth and I'd lie
Give me a crust and I'd burn it
Show me the way and I'd shout
Give me a page and I'd turn it
Well, you could never put me down
Misunderstood like a cockroach
(As tasty as a crab)
Who just tries to live for the day
(My world?s on my back)
People won't need to be frightened
(As frightened as I am)
Excepting I was born this way
Don't sweep me under the carpet
(Tomorrow I?ll be there)
Don't file me away for my sins
(There?s some I can repair)
Friends are now beginning to say
(So pleased with their despair)
How come I don't talk to him
I didn't talk to him
Give me an egg and I'd suck it
Show me the sun and I'd freeze
Give me a nest and some honey
Keep all the birds and the bees, please
Helplessness under my wing
I'm down the lane on Sunday morning
Hung over and forever yawning
I look for trousers that will fit me
She buys a yellow shirt that's sickly
A sarsaparilla drink turns white teeth shades of pink
Sunday league play in the sunshine
I hear the whistle blow at halftime
With chapped legs and muddy shorts
They walk home past the tennis courts
A pint of prawns in hand, I hear a ragtime band
On Monday, I want the weekend to come
On Tuesday, I'm glad that Monday is done
Then Wednesday and Thursday fly by
Then on Friday and Saturday night
We get happy till Sunday is through
Siesta time in the living room
Snores go in and out of tune
After tea time we're off to the pub
To play in the trivia club
How long's the River Thames?
It?s where the evening ends
In my bed I'm reading poetry
No one knows what's come over me
I close the book and turning out the light
Striking matches an' I'm smokin' cigarettes
Puttin? on a kettle, playin? a cassette
Foldin? up the papers, rubbin? my eyes
Thinkin? of all that happened last night
The passion, the feelings that soaked in her love
And the pools of silence where kisses were sprung
Her love levitates me, I'm walking on air
Two feet from the carpet, I'll always be there
Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's mornin' again
I look in the mirror, I still look the same
Striking matches, getting? a flame on the stove
There's some of her hair in the teeth of my comb
Dirty clothes piled up on the bathroom floor
She's silently sleepin', I half close the door
I see her beauty layin? on my bed
I'm warm from within me with what she has said
Her love is my balloon, I won't let it down
For ever and ever I'll always be proud
Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's mornin' again
I look in the mirror, I still look the same
Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's mornin' again
Ooh, I'm striking matches, I go up in flames
I'm a director casting for a part
(Turn on the light)
It's for a soap set here right in my heart
(Leave her alone)
Shuffle to the window, shuffle to the door
(Don't wake her up)
She got the part I don't wanna see anymore
(Unplug the phone)
Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's mornin' again
I look in the mirror, I still look the same
Ooh, I'm striking matches
Tonight there?s wind
Tonight there?s rain
Tonight I sleep
With myself again
I punch the pillow
Into a mound
With this frustration
That I have found
Today I hoped
Today I heard
There?s still no contact
Still no word
I want to hear the front door slam
I want you back to hold my hand
Tonight there?s hope you?ll comfort me
All I can do is wait and see
But my eyes begin to close
As footsteps softly creep
To find me sound asleep
Tonight there?s pain
Tonight there?s fear
Tonight it?s cold
Now you?re not here
The sound of tires
Out in the wet
That?s as close to you
As I can get
No turning handle
On our front door
The more I hate you
I want you more
I want to hear the front door slam
I want you back to hold my hand
Tonight there?s hope you?ll comfort me
All I can do is wait and see
But my eyes begin to close
As footsteps softly creep
To find me sound asleep
Tonight there?s wind
I got nosy and I read her letters
I read her diary
It's the same story and nothing better
The words remind me of someone else's heart
Has gone and left a mark
And the pop music plays on the local radio
There's people on the streets
But no one that I know
And like my heart is now
I know not where they go
Same words different meaning
Same heart different feeling
So much for him so much for her
'Cause that's past
Now I know about that someone else's heart
She got nosy and read my letters too
And my notebook surprised to find that
Love is not so new,
So we both took someone else's heart
And walked it through the dark
A feeling so rich
I turned around to laugh
We had both indulged in each other's past
To find out that our love
Slightly drunk once again
All alone with my pen
I thought I'd write to you
How can I say, how I feel?
Falling down on a deal
This last night with you
Is it the cold that makes me shake?
I just hope that I'm awake
I say, alright I knew, I knew
I was wrong, you were right
(That's a line I cannot find)
I could not say goodbye
(To explain just why I lied)
Why's it always feel the same?
(Slightly drunk what you said to me)
I'm in love once again
(Can't fall in love without misery)
I'm pretty sad but so what?
I should be glad but I'm not
I'm confused once more
All tangled up in your love
Without it now so that's tough
My heart cries for
A little talk to anger me
Out on the road especially
Back to you once more, once more
I was wrong, you were right
(That's a line I cannot find)
I could not say goodbye
(To explain just why I lied)
Why's it always feel the same?
(Slightly drunk what you said to me)
I'm in love once again
(Can't fall in love without misery)
Slightly drunk once again
All alone without friends
Had enough, I know I lied
All my ends seem untied
I cannot say, how I feel
Slightly drunk once again
All alone without friends
Had enough, I know I lied
All my ends seem untied
(Difford/Tilbrook)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
When the world has gone to sleep
I'm still up among the sheep
With my feet out of the bed
I'm my one and only friend
In my room of many nights
Many boys and many lights
I've been turned on and off
So my heart's a little soft
It's led to this here tonight
Now there's just me here with I
When the place is in a mess
And you've tried to do your best
When the boys have come around
To pick up and then put down
All your tries are being judged
By the one you never loved
When the moment finally strikes
He gets dressed and says good night
And you're puzzled by the mood
Because the piece that's missing's glued
No I'm not sleeping around
My bed's turned up, turned down
But when he decides to stay
I'll sleep through all the love we make
When love goes to sleep....
When the world has gone to bed
I'm my one and only friend
Just a cup with lipstick on
Is all I'm left with now he's gone
Now I can't get off to sleep
I'm among the lonely sheets
All my plans again destroyed
This doll doesn't like to toy
Must be something that I've said
That leaves me this empty bed
No I'm not sleeping around, my bed's turned up, turned down
But when he decides to say I'll sleep through all the love we make
When love goes to sleep....
"She was frigid like a Bible when she met her boyfriend Michael,
He took her in his Zephyr, they sat like salt and pepper,
Looking out across the city, from lover's leap is pretty,
The lights they flick and fluttered,
He told her how he loved her.
Next night he called for her,
But Dad protected daughter,
And told him she was poorly,
A lie was told there surely,
So Michael felt rejected,
This wasn't quite expected,
He drove off to his local,
Where he felt anti-social.
She cried all night at missing the boy she could be kissing,
While he was falling over he drunk himself back sober,
And went home in a taxi and crashed out in the backseat,
He slept just like a baby which gr hadn't done just lately.
He saw her in the morning,
Out with his sister Pauline,
She felt all shy and soppy,
He acted cool and cocky.
He said tonight at Charlie's,
There's gonna be a party,
I'll meet you at half seven,
She visulaized the heaven.
If you ever change your mind,
Which you do from time to time,
Never chew a pickle with a little slap and tickle,
You have to throw the stone to get the pool to ripple.
That night they danced together,
It looked like love forever,
He put his hand on her leg,
You should have heard what she said,
He tried again much later,
It seemed to aggrevate her,
He drove home in silence avoiding all violence.
She said let's watch the city,
From lover's leap is pretty,
I think I need the fresh air,
She put a comb through her hair,
And while she turned to kiss him,
And very nearly missed him,
She put her hand on his leg,
He felt her tongue in his head.
If you ever change your mind,
Which you do from time to time,
Never chew a pickle with a little slap and tickle,
You gave to throw the stone to get the pool to ripple."
Lyrics by Chris Difford and Glenn Tilbrook
She was washin' the dishes
When she burst into tears
It was the time of the month
She was up to her ears
I put my arms 'round her neck
I said sit down a while
Cry as much as you like, I'll do the dishes
Tell me what's on your mind
There's a boiling point that you're bound to reach
When it's all your fault and you're half asleep
She's lucky she doesn't have to shave
I'm so lucky, I'm not doubled up with pain
Her eyes were like pools
Filled with newly wed tears
She was sat doubled up
With her hands on her ears
I felt useless, I smiled and I shrugged
I was sweet as I could be
As I poured her some milk, here was my flower
That was ready to wilt
There's a boiling point that you're bound to reach
When it's all your fault and you're half asleep
She's lucky she doesn't have to shave
I'm so lucky, I'm not doubled up with pain, oh
A fairy tale finish
We flaked out on the floor
It was match of the day
On the TV what's more
I fell asleep at half time
We had a right result
It was kisses and hugs at the end of the day
She's the one that I love
There's a boiling point that you're bound to reach
When it's all your fault and you're half asleep
She's lucky, she doesn't have to shave
I'm so lucky, I'm not doubled up with pain
There's a point that you're reach
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There's a boiling point that you're bound to reach
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When it's all your fault and you're half asleep
She's lucky, she doesn't have to shave
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I'm so lucky, I'm not doubled up with pain
There's a point that you're reach
Tonight I take her from her parents
I came along to her rescue
Without a word about arrangements
She came along without a clue
So I said, "My love I want to take you
A place I have inside my head"
So it seemed, it seemed I had to love you
With some caress and separate beds
Her mother didn't like me
She thought I was on drugs
My mother didn't like her
She'd never peel the spuds
So we took off together
And stayed at Mrs. Smith's
Breakfast at half seven
Where you can view the cliffs
The moon was full and in our window
I could see her turning in her bed
I was loved but all in limbo
There was time to pass but not to spend
Soon I saw that this was silly
Spending all my wages on this peach
When we could sit, could sit so very pretty
And get our heads down out on the beach
Her father seemed to like me
I helped him fix his car
My father seemed to like her
And I couldn't see the harm
In going off together
To see the pier and lights
So we could be together
In separate beds tonight
Separate beds
Separate beds
Yes, I cried the moment that her hand slapped my face
A mouth full of sandwich went all over the place
She left like a tornado, the door of course slammed
I stood in the kitchen a very confused man
The thump thump of her foot steps went right up the stairs
The cat ran for cover to the living room chairs
But what was the problem, what on earth could be wrong
To deserve a slapped face, it all seemed far too strong
Rose I said, heaven knows what we?ve done
Rose I said, water flows under the bridge
Rose I said, heaven knows is this love
Rose I said, curtains close back to read the script
Up to the bedside where she lay in tears
The drawers were left open, her clothes laying near
A suitcase tipped sideways at the end of the room
I swallowed my sandwich and picked up her boots
She turned just like an actress, a glare came my way
I said what's the matter, what have I done today
She spat out the name of the girl across the road
I'll never forget the way she flared her nose
Rose I said, heaven knows what we?ve done
Rose I said, water flows under the bridge
Rose I said, heaven knows is this love
Rose I said, curtains close back to read the script
Rose was the girl who some days I'd drive to work
She worked in the office as an article clerk
Sometimes we had lunch in the pub along the street
There was nothing between us, just good company
I admit that I liked her but that's all it was
I stood at the bedside in a state of shock
She heard it different from a friend she met today
Who says she saw us kissing down an alleyway
I felt like two people a Jekyll and a Hyde
I?d really made my bed to lay in this time
I picked with my tongue at the bread stuck in my teeth
And there through the window, her house on the street
I knew I was guilty, I told myself to lie
It seemed to make no difference, on the bed she cried
I left with my head bowed, I felt the curtain drop
Rose stood in the wings looking pretty in a frock
Rose I said, heaven knows what we?ve done
Rose I said, water flows under the bridge
Rose I said, heaven knows is this love
Rose I said, curtains close back to read the script
Rose I said, heaven knows what we?ve done
Rose I said, water flows under the bridge
Rose I said, heaven knows is this love
Rose I said, curtains close back to read the script
Rose I said
Rose I said
You make-believe celebrities
Taking bows in front of me
In your dickey-bow ties
In your dickey-bow ties
Pick your nose beside the stage
Jesus Christ has come of age
So you've had a good cry
So you've had a good cry
Reach out, there's people in the stalls
A Blackpool season isn't very small
Reading commercials on TV
Is just as good as a bad Page 3 revue
We all know it's so hard for you
Revue
We all know it's so hard for you
In the dressing room you find
Telegrams with good luck lines
So nice to be known
So nice to be known
The curtain falls so that's the end
You hit the bottle once again
So you've had a good crowd
So you're one of the crowd
Reach out, there's people in the stalls
A Blackpool season isn't very small
Reading commercials on TV
Is just as good as a bad Page 3 revue
We all know it's so hard for you
Revue
We all know it's so hard for you
Revue
We all know it's so hard for you
Revue
They do it down on Camber Sands, they do it at Waikiki
Lazing about this beach all day night, the crickets creepy
Squinting faces at the sky, a Harold Robbins paperback
Surfers drop their boards and dry and everybody wants a hat
But behind the chalet, my holiday?s complete
And I feel like William Tell, Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell
Pulling mussels from the shell
Shrinking in the sea so cold, topless ladies look away
A He-man in a sudden shower shelters from the rain
You wish you had a motor boat to pose around the harbor bar
When the sun goes off to bed, you hook it up behind the car
But behind the chalet, my holiday?s complete
And I feel like William Tell, Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell
Pulling mussels from the shell
Two fat ladies window shop something for the mantelpiece
In for bingo all the nines, a panda for sweet little niece
The coach drivers stand about looking at a local map
About the boy, he?s gone away, down to next door?s caravan
But behind the chalet, my holiday?s complete
And I feel like William Tell, Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell
Pulling mussels from the shell
But behind the chalet, my holiday?s complete
And I feel like William Tell, Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell
Swallow me, say, swallow me
Take me to your nest of China dolls
Call me up your closest friend
Join me in my neighborhood patrol
Happy me, say, happy me
Chinese whispers bounce from ear to ear
The night is young I feel so old
See the stars above the night's so clear
I used to come home late and lie, lie, lie
She used to see through that but still I tried
I couldn't cover up the tracks I'd made
That's how it used to be but not today
Race around, I race around
Focused on the here and now with you
Every smile's a valentine
What harm can a little loving do
Fall about, then fall about
Drunk on love I can't stand on my feet
Before I try please, take my hand
I've so many words left I should eat
Tickle me, please, tickle me
Laughter climbs the walls above our bed
This night we have is built on love
Help me, so I do not lose the thread
Swallow me, say, swallow me
Happy me, say, happy me
Race around, I race around
Fall about, then fall about
Tickle me, say, tickle me
She's not a picture above somebody's fire
She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer
She waits to get even with me
She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on her jumper
Explains that she'll be late to a worryin' mother
She meets me in Piccadilly
A begging folk singer stands tall by the entrance
His song relays worlds of most good intentions
A fiver a ten P in his hat for collection
She talks about office, she talks about dresses
She's seen one she fancies her smile is impressing
So maybe I'll treat her someday
We queue among strangers and strange conversation
Love's on the lips of all forms of engagements
All queuing to see tonight's play
A man behind me talks to his young lady
He's happy that she is expecting his baby
His wife won't be pleased but she's not been round lately
The girl was so dreadful we left in a hurry
Escaped in the rain for an Indian curry
At the candle lit Taj Mahal
My lips to a napkin, I called for a taxi
The invite of eyes made it tense but relaxed me
My mind took a devious role
The cab took us home through a night I'd not noticed
The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez
My arm around love but my acting was hopeless
We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the fire
We kissed to the sound of the silence that we'd hired
Now captured, your love in my arms
A door opened slightly a voice spoke in worry
Mum went to bed without wind of the curry
Our secret love made its advance
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Loose change in my pocket, it started to rattle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle
Heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Her heart like a gun was just half of the battle
Eyebrows plucked and toenails cut
I'll pick you up with a little luck, all prim and proper
Shaven legs and calls to Fred
It all depends o' alright then, I cannot stop her
The makeup box has always got
Ever such a lot of odds and sods, in there to offer
She needs paints to make her face
And make her late again and again
So I'll knock her, the tick is tocker
Mumbo jumbo words to say
Are you coming out
Coming out to play?
With a broken nose on a sunny day
I would bet, I would bet
None of these girls would ever care
Or get upset or get upset
Short and fat with a fishnet hat
And a hungry cat in a nice new flat, with her Scrabble
Sits by the phone when she's all alone
And on her own it's a mental home, full of babble
Writes with charm to uncle farm
With a broken arm in a broken barn, feeds the cattle
She hears the hen's as she takes the pen
And it's now and now it's then
She would saddle, the dip is dabbled
Mumbo jumbo words to say
Are you coming out
Coming out to play?
With a broken nose on a sunny day
I would bet, I would bet
None of these girls would ever care
Or get upset or get upset
Kissing curls and boyish girls
For all the pearls in all the world, wouldn't have me
If I had oil and money to spoil
I'd mix with loyal and I get some royal, little Lassie
I'm up at nine down the line
To watch the time 'till half past five
I, I wish they'd sack me
She's at home the milkman's home
To have a farm and seeds to sow
It makes her happy, the chip is chappie
Oh, Mumbo jumbo words to say
Are you coming out
Coming out to play?
With a broken nose on a sunny day
I would bet, I would bet
None of these girls would ever care
Hitched a hiker up above the border
She'd spent some time in Morocco and Gibraltar
And stole my wallet with a picture of my missus
With fond remembrance of everything with kisses
From the Isle of Dogs to the Egyptian sands
Where the Arabs chew on dates
And I haven't forgot what it's like to be
With misadventure and her mates
Misadventure and her mates
I miss the East End high up on the Khyber
And I'm the target for a dozen rebel snipers
It's not so bad though with some beers in the freezer
And something fancy in the air conditioned sleeper
From the Isle of Dogs to the Egyptian sands
Where the Arabs chew on dates
And I haven't forgot what it's like to be
With misadventure and her mates
Misadventure and her mates
I'm moving carpets through the customs at Dover
Thinking my journey was going to be over
Then they discovered a shipment of Moroccan
And said, "Excuse me sir, there's something you've forgotten"
From the Isle of Dogs to the Egyptian sands
Where the Arabs chew on dates
And I haven't forgot what it's like to be
With misadventure and her mates
He drove up to the motel
In his town and country car
He watched the working women
With the field hands from the farm
He walked into the lobby
With his pleased to see you smile
Scribbled on to the register
His fictitious name and smiled
The footsteps of a young girl
Came tapping along the hall
The outline of his features
Were shadowed on the wall
She stood a little nervous
Half lit by the neon light
That flashed in many colors
In the darkness of the night
The skin on his face like a well worn saddle
Smiled as he said goodnight
At the Melody Motel, it was business as usual
As the girls wiped the tears from their eyes
His shirt lay by his bedside
His jeans down by his feet
She swallowed hard and mumbled
With the key between her teeth
On went the television
The picture flickering slow
Top cat in the alley way
As they sat there all alone
He drove back up his driveway
In his town and country car
His wife was cooking chicken
With a baby in her arms
The smell of home cooked dinner
Filled the air at home that night
Screaming, ?Officer Dibble?
In the TV's flickering light
Slumped in his favorite armchair
His face as gray as stone
His feet up on the table
Next to the chicken bones
He seemed to show no feelings
Picking corn out from his teeth
The police down at the motel
As the blood dried on the sheets
The skin on his face like a well worn saddle
Smiled as he said goodnight
At the Melody Motel, it was business as usual
As the girls wiped the tears from their eyes
At the Melody Motel, it was business as usual
As the girls wiped the tears
The full moon's glowing
Blood red in the sky
It hangs like fire
On this winter's night
I sit on feelings
That hang in suspense
Nothing in my life makes sense
A question mark hangs with the stars up above
As I'm driving home to the one that I love
Sometimes I can't see the trees for the wood
Loving you tonight feels good
Loving you tonight feels good
Loving you tonight
Loving you tonight
The moonlight changes
From red into white
It sits on treetops
Asleep for the night
I see the signpost
The road slowly bends
Nothing in my life makes sense
A flashing tail light speeds across the sky
My head's cooking trouble as thoughts seem to fry
The last temptation was misunderstood
Loving you tonight feels good
Loving you tonight feels good
Loving you tonight
Loving you tonight
I'm faced with the ultimate truth
What if I see that things don't improve
I know they could
Loving you tonight feels good
Loving you tonight feels good
Loving you tonight feels good
The sun is rising
There's mist all around
She sleeps beside me
And I feel so proud
Am I in heaven
With her by my side
This is how love feels tonight
Loving you tonight
Loving you tonight
Malicious gossip will never profit
When heresay is its foundation
There are subscribers whose appetizers
Are pieces of conversation
Concocted rumors by out of tuners
Are the must in lovers' concerto
As long as we know at the piano
We're serving meat with our potato
CHORUS
Love's crashing waves upon the rocks
Is seen by some, by you it's not
But you won't drown, love is your town
When love is found for all to want
Unfounded scandal I cannot handle
When it's been so diluted
With careful wording love can be burning
A fire unconstituted
So my prescription is my addiction
When love is social surrounding
To show your colors to all those others
Who think that your love is drowning
CHORUS
I lost the plot and roamed around
Looked in the shops and hit the town
My head was stuffed with words and aches
I felt so rough and out of shape
The clouds puffed up like bags of sweets
That?s just my luck, I couldn?t eat
My guts were full of churning fear
With so much bull I had to clear
When she said stuff yourself, don?t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
She wouldn?t say, I couldn?t tell
This was the day I?d go to hell
I sulked around in such a mood
Until I found the one I?d screwed
And then it came as clear as mud
I was the pain that boiled the blood
And saw the faults they were none
Deep in the vaults where love begun
When she said stuff yourself, don?t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
And then she said get a grip and shake this mood
Get a life and find yourself some attitude
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
When she said stuff yourself, don?t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What?s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
Then she said get a grip and shake this mood
Get a life and find yourself some attitude
What?s this long face that keeps on
She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle
And shuffles about in her candle lit hovel
Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens
She smells like the cat and the neighbors she sickens
The black and white TV has long seen a picture
The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture
The postman delivers the final reminders
She sells off her silver and poodles in China
Drinks to remember, I me and myself
And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
During the war time an American pilot
Made every air raid a time of excitement
She moved to his prairie and married the Texan
She learnt from a distance, how love was a lesson
He became drinker and she became mother
She knew that one day she'd be one or the other
He ate himself older, drunk himself dizzy
Proud of her features, she kept herself pretty
Drinks to remember, I me and myself
And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumber
Out on the porch in the middle of summer
She crossed the ocean back home to her family
But they had retired to roads that were sandy
She moved home alone without friends or relations
Lived in a world full of age reservation
On moth eaten armchairs, she'd say that she'd sod all
The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle
Drinks to remember, I me and myself
And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
Drinks to remember, I me and myself
And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
Home is a love that I miss very much
So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
The past has been bottled and labelled with love
She left in the middle of the night with the kids
Wrapped in a blanket with a packet of crisps
Heading for her mothers on another estate
The kids looked up at the light and the rain
In the middle of the night such adventures made
For two little kids staying up late
It was rainy and windy, winter was bleak
At four in the morning on King George Street
She couldn?t get to sleep, where on earth had he gone
The door opened wide and the light went on
He was drunk as a Lord with a tyre mark hat
Falling in the hall on top of the cat
Singing 'Viva Espana' to a crying wife
He took a swing at the shade on the light
They were knocking on the doors dressed like refugees
In the pouring rain on King George Street
She won?t have that behavior in her house any more
He?s got to sober up or be kicked out of the door
Down on the corner the kids at his feet
As Daddy comes home on King George Street
As Daddy comes home
They stood around the kettle and watched as it brewed
Sneezing into hankies hands all blue
The next evening he came around to the house
With a bunch of flowers, they locked him out
He peered through the window, mouthed words in the air
Her lips to a cup, she saw him out there
The kids came running but were they happy to see
Their Daddy back home on King George Street
She's screaming into his collar
Beating him on the chest
He's showing her no emotion
Their love's put to the test
He thinks that he makes her happy
By simply being there
As the silences get longer
The more she pulls her hair
Love can be damaged by silence
Tied to a ball and chain
Love can be driven to violence
From what once seemed so tame
Wearing his dinner this evening
Jolly comes home again
The mule's sitting by the fire
The house at his control
He hops around the channels
His eyes on film patrol
She's driven from her senses
Her mundane life erupts
She leaps out of the sofa
And jumps upon her lump
The room was all dark and quiet
In bed there side by side
There in the small of her back
An olive branch tonight
He wants to say that he's sorry
She wants to make him beg
For all the pain that she?s suffered
'Hey, wait a minute,
That's not right.
I didn't want this to cause a fight
All I'm saying is, nothing new
Listen to me, believe it's true.
What's there to hide, it baffles me,
Throw out those thoughts, of jealousy,
So don't you cry, and bow your head,
It's Over. It's Over. It's Over.
So, wait a minute, let me explain.
Out of the blue she called again.
To offer me a peaceful meal,
So we can talk, see how we feel.
It's nothing more than face to face,
So trust in me, I know my place,
I know it's hard, to let me go, but
It's Over. It's Over. It's Over.
It's Over.
Have confidence, have faith,
There is no attraction there.
And believe me, this way, I can wash her from my hair.
Have confidence, have faith
There is no attraction there,
And believe me, this way, I can wash her from my hair.
Hey, wait a minute, what's going on?
I'm coming home, where I belong,
It's nothing more, than face to face,
Give me the time to pack my case,
I know it's hard, to let me go,
But It's Over.
What's there to hide?
It baffles me, Why should you waste your energy?
But I won't leave, if you're not sure,
That It's Over. It's Over. It's Over.
It's Over.'
lyrics by: Chris Difford and Glenn Tilbrook
Time is a corridor that winds through my life
(Out of each door comes a day)
And when that door closes and I've said good night
(Another door opens again)
Down in the corridor there will be a time
(When I shall run out of doors)
I'll scramble through windows and pull up the blinds
(In another room till I'm sure)
That there's no rooms for me down here
I shall be sorry and it will be clear
And I'll regret not seeing her more
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
I look at my wrist watch, the hands ever turn
(Her face is there, I can see)
I'll always regret it but I'll never learn
(Time is so precious to me)
Out in the corridor she sits in a chair
(Here I am, pacing the floor)
I've not got the courage, my hand combs my hair
(In today's room, I'm still not too sure)
When there's no rooms for me down here
Will I be sorry? Well, that won't be clear
And I'll regret not seeing her more
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
In today's room, strawberry jam
No hope of blue skies, holiday plans
In today's room, trips to the shop
She's on my doorstep carrying a box
When there's no rooms for me down here
Will I be sorry? Well, that won't be clear
And I'll regret not seeing her more
In today's room, love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
Love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
Love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
Love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
Love's at the door
(I'll regret not seeing her more)
Love's at the door
If it's love
That would really explain it
How I feel like I'm covered in wool
If it's love
Then it's really exciting
My diary's become very full
If it's love does it matter
If I'm thin or I'm fatter
If it's love then it feels like I've won the pools
If it's love
Then it needs some devotion
And I feel like I'm walking on air
If it's love
Then I feel like I'm floating
Through my world without knowing who's there
If it's love someone slap me
Is this me that's so happy
If it's love then I'm laughing like I don't care
If it's love then my teeth are clean for a change
If it's love then that's why I am feeling so strange
If it's love
Then I need it forever
Like the beats that keep time in my heart
If it's love
Then I fall like a feather
I'm an egg in the teeth of a shark
If it's love I'm inspired
I'm up late I'm not tired
If it's love then my world is about to spark
If it's love then my teeth are clean for a change
If it's love then that's why I'm feeling so strange
If it's love love love love love love
If it's love love love love love love
If it's love love love love love love
If it's love love love love love love
I've returned, I've returned, I've returned
Last night, I played the drunken fiddle
Disabled love with a word of dribble
On and on about some jumbled subject
I said your friends were a bunch of Muppets
I said your sister should have grown a mustache
Said you didn't need to take off your mask
Down the staircase, I made my stagger
I left you crying but it didn't matter
So I sat inside my car and wonder
A headache in my head like the thunder
I chewed my nails like a guilty victim
I couldn't see or feel the night or nothing
I wanted to explain but all so desperate
Love was like it was some investment
Then I don't remember who said what, when
On a scrap of paper, I placed my pen
When I woke up in the morning
Beside you in the bed
My mouth was full of nothing
My arms around your head
I don't know how I got there
But I didn't want to check
Now back between each other
We're salvaging our wreck, now I've returned
You've thrown my jigsaw all over the floor
We're at the deepest deep
I thought our love had died forever
But it just went to sleep
I've returned, I've returned, I've returned
I feel like I'm pounding on a big door
No one can hear me knocking
I feel like I'm falling flat to the floor
No one can catch me from falling
The hourglass has no more grains of sand
My watch has stopped no more turning hands
The crew have abandoned ship
The lights are on but no one is in
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house, everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house, everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
I feel like I'm calling on a telephone
No one can hear the ringing
I feel like I'm running up a steep hill
No one can stop me from running
The hourglass has no more grains of sand
My watch has stopped no more turning hands
The little hand shakes its fist
The face is hanging out on a spring
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house, everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
The hourglass has no more grains of sand
Little red grains of sand
My watch has stopped no more turning hands
Little green neon hands
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house everyone is out
All the lights are on and the blinds are down
I feel like I'm pounding on a big door
No one can hear me knocking
I feel like I'm falling flat to the floor
No one can catch me from falling
Take it to the bridge, throw it overboard
See if it can swim back up to the shore
No one's in the house everyone is out
You're banging your drum
You blow your own trumpet
Your ship came in
And your fanfare sunk it
The tide has turned
Our love's gone forever
I stand on the shore
As it floats down the river
CHORUS
I had such hopes
I had such visions planned
The frames were shot
But now our future's canned
I had my hopes so high
They fell right down
I had my hopes so high
They fell right down
I'm banging my head
You watch without malice
(You watch with no interest at all)
I bet all your friends
Compare this to Dallas
(I might as well talk to a brick wall)
So under the arm
I feel the cold shoulder
So I'll once again
Have to play the wild rover
CHORUS
Do I need all this pressure
Do I bury my temper
I had my hopes so high
They fell right down
I wasn't nervous when I got this date
I went along to investigate
She turned out to look like me
I stood up and gave her the seat
I'm so infatuated
Seemed like its complicated
I was helpless and I was sober
She cracked her whip and knocked me over
She made me hop, skip and jump
M-m-m-my baby's love
With a hop, skip and jump
She's a pretty one
When you're sitting in your seat
With her hand on your knees
She makes me hop, skip and jump
She's got spice, she stops traffic
She's got her very special magic
I wasn't nervous, I was shaking
She needed no investigating
She made me hop, skip and jump
M-m-m-my baby's love
With a hop, skip and jump
She's a pretty one
When you're sitting in your seat
With her hand on your knees
You're no Dame I'm no Duke
Somehow love is a fluke
We've survived thick and thin
Taking knocks on the chin
In the eyes of the sad
We may be barking mad
But the truth has been ceased
We are like chalk and cheese
You wind me up and I drive you mad
It's a fact of life it goes hand in hand
And I know that look
It's read like a book
And I realize.
I don't care what the world has to say
You should know that I love you
I love you I love you today.
(I don't care what the world has to say
Heaven knows that I'm in love.)
When the boat starts to rock
Then my ears start to block
All the words that you say
Through the night through the day
Where there's muck there is brass
And the storm soon will pass
Then it's back to the norm
All the cold turns to warm
Sometimes I think life crawls like a snail
And all our dreams become the wind in your sails
Without wealth it's true
Who cares what you do
And I realize.
I don't care what the world has to say
You should know that I love you,
I love you I love you today.
I can feel the eyes behind us as we walk
I can see the ears that listen when we talk.
I don't care what the world has to say
You should know that I love you,
I love you I love you today.
(I don't care what the world has to say
Heaven knows that I'm in love.)
I tried to tie you to the bed
Saliva at my lips
I made it look so comfortable
But could not feel to grip, hip
Your eyelids flickered with surprise
As suddenly you saw
Your hands and feet all bound and gagged
And me out on the floor
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets so hard
I tried to dance around the room
In ballerina tights
With music from the Valkyries
And dimmers on my lights
You tapped your feet
And said that I should take another twirl
You said that I would be so good
If I was just a girl
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets so hard
I try to touch you with a song
Arouse you with some grapes
Enchant you with some lavender
But this was my mistake
'Cos you prefer to move around
To play at postman's knock
I'd like to see your sails go up
The face smile on your clock
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
It gets harder and hard, so hard
I feel my chin hit my chest
As I do my best to stay calm
I feel my face start to ache
As I try to shake the alarm
As I roll on my side
There?s a smile on her face
That says much more than words ever will
About how she maintains all the spirit she?s gained
When I?m grouch of the day
When I?ve drifted away
And I?m moping around in a sulk
She?ll have something to say
And I usually obey
Then I get my resentments in bulk
(That?s the price that you pay)
For being grouch of the day
(That?s the price that you pay)
For being grouch of the day
(That?s the price that you pay)
For being grouch of the day
Grouch of the day
Grouch of the day
As my legs start to shake
The feeling is great and I?m gone
I feel butterflies wing
As she starts to sling music on
As she rolls on her back
With her smile full of charm
That says much more than words ever will
About how the delight of her good time tonight
Makes me look like I?m over the hill
Her beauty erodes the desperate loads
Of pressure that fills up my day
With one smile all the stress melts away
When I?m grouch of the day
When I?ve drifted away
And I?m moping around in a sulk
She?ll have something to say
And I usually obey
Then I get my resentments in bulk
(That?s the price that you pay)
For being grouch of the day
(That?s the price that you pay)
For being grouch of the day
(That?s the price that you pay)
For being grouch of the day
Grouch of the day
Grouch of the day
Grouch of the day
(Better watch out)
Better watch out
Better watch out
Better watch out
Sitting there at home, he arrived home late
With no more blood cells to inebriate
He lunged at her there, she fell from the couch
He grabbed her body as he pulled her down
She was screaming no, kicking out him
But he weighed a ton, she could never win
He fell down on her like a sack of snakes
Tears fell from her face as she cried and cried
When there?s hope, when there?s fear
What is there to say that he might hear
You turn him down with no mistake
Now you?re living in the great escape
She ran from the room out of their back door
Leaving him to sleep on the front room floor
And she walked that night to the Town Hall Square
She knew it was through and she didn?t care
She stood up to him, he looked down on her
He shot the message and the messenger
When he woke he was sick with all the shame
Tears fell from his face as he cried and cried
When there?s hope, when there?s fear
What is there to say that he might hear
You turn him down with no mistake
Now you?re living in the great escape
She arrived back home, he was on his knees
Begging with his heart, please come back to me
When there?s hope, when there?s fear
What is there to say that he might hear
You turn him down with no mistake
I spent too much money, I looked far too glad
Now I have so little of what I once had
I had too many parties, I had too much time
I got so lazy and fell well behind
Now the summer is over, I can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
The summer is over, I can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
We did so much damage deep in our insides
The party's over it's goin' home time
The cathedral is empty, no one's at home
Winter's approachin' paradise postponed
Now the summer is over, I can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
The rain won't stop fallin' and the people look lost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
I rang lots of numbers and walked many miles
I watched the Flintstones and I turned my dial
To a brand new station where the beat comes in
Now it's all over the winter begins
The summer is over I can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
People with umbrellas disappear in the fog
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
Everybody's dancin'
To the Farfisa beat
All the girls are crazy
Actin' out the heat
Tie, shirts and cuff links
Well, that's pretty neat
Flash, flash mirror ball
Stereo, the disco
Wow, wow, ain't she tall
Moved off of my feet
To the Farfisa beat
Pullin' my side glances
To the one across the way
She wears a lot of makeup
But they all do these days
Pretty horny tee shirt
Well, mighten you explain
Flash, flash mirror ball
Stereo, the disco
Wow, wow, ain't she tall
Moved off of my feet
To the Farfisa beat
Farfisa beat, Farfisa beat
Beat for beat for beat for all
Out there in the air
Everybody's got the girl
So is there any spare
For five foot seven
Of heavy duty wear
Flash, flash mirror ball
Stereo, the disco
Wow, wow, ain't she tall
Moved off of my feet
To the Farfisa beat
Moved off my feet to the
Moved off my feet to the
Moved off my feet to the
Moved off my feet to the
Farfisa beat
To the Farfisa beat
To the Farfisa beat
She's interested in me
I'm interested in her
But there's a distance
Each morning as she walks
Our eyes exchange a thought
Our hearts, an interest
I've seen her at the club
Expanding with the funk
She looks so brilliant
She sticks close to her friends
And when the music ends
She is the Indian
I'd like to meet the elephant girl
I feel we know each other so well
From eyes that meet the love they seek
Interested to get close to you
Interested to get close to you
I'm interested to meet
The girl that looks at me
I will be trying
Her color unlike mine
Her hair the plaited vine
I will be climbing
My leg is always pulled
By friends who really would
But say they wouldn't
The joke's against my heart
Immediately she's barred
Their hearts are wooden
I'd like to meet the elephant girl
I feel we know each other so well
From eyes that meet the love they seek
Interested to get close to you
Interested to get close to you
I'm interested in her
She's interested in me
Her distance shortens
She walks towards the light
I walk towards the lines
That seem important
I'm counting up to ten
By five she's gone again
Into the distance
I'll try again to nudge my
Courage for the love look
Without resistance
I'd like to meet the elephant girl
I feel we know each other so well
From eyes that meet the love they seek
Interested to get close to you
When I was crowned a mummy's boy, by friends I didn't like
I made a meal of trips to school, upon my father's bike
I used to sit between his legs, perched on a piece of wood
And if it ever rained on us, I'd slip beneath his hood
And at home the radio was on.
CHORUS
From Julie Andrews to Jerry Garcia,
Life was all fun and games,
I was out of my head and underneath my bed
Playing with electric trains.
At home the stereo was on my head was filled with rock
I played a willow cricket bat guitar and soloed round the clock,
My records stacked up in a pile
Collected from the charts and Top of the Pops.
CHORUS
Kneeling with torchlight shining before me
In bed with my eyeballs stuck in readers' wives,
Pubic hairs proudly counted every day
Manhood took me slowly out into the milky way.
I chased the girls and made them cry my hair grew down my back
The passing of my teenage years was spent down in the sack
I played guitar and formed a band, I puked up all night long
As people came to sit and stare as I raced through my songs.
The Sound of Music passed me by just like the Grateful Dead.
CHORUS
(Difford/Tilbrook)
The Indians send signals
From the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take positions
In the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the Corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language
It's the beating she don't need
She lets loose all the horses
When the Corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fire's dead
And arrows in his hats
And Davy Crockett rides around
And says it's cool for cats
The Sweeney's doing ninety
'Cos they've got the word to go
They get a gang of villains
In a she'd up at Heathrow
They're counting out the fivers
When the handcuffs lock again
In and out of Wandsworth
With the numbers on their names
It's funny how their missus'
Always look the bleedin same
And meanwhile at the station
There's a couple of likely lads
Who swear like how's your father
And they're very cool for cats
They're cool for cats
To change the mood a little
I've been posing down the pub
On seeing my reflection
I'm looking slightly rough
I fancy this, I fancy that
I wanna be so flash
I give a little muscle
And I spend a little cash
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time I'm sober
I've forgotten what I've had
And ev'rybody tells me that it's cool to be a cat
Cool for cats
Shake up at the disco
And I think I've got a pull
I ask her lots of questions
And she hangs on to the wall
I kiss her for the first time
And then I take her home
I'm invited in for coffee
And I give the dog a bone
She likes to go to discos
But she's never on her own
I said I'll see you later
And I give her some old chat
But it's not like that on the TV
When it's cool for cats
My head was stuck in the cat flap on the door
Where I could see her walking on the kitchen floor
Down on my knees just like a dog
Begging for scraps that she said she hadn't got
She took her pen, she poked me in the eye
As through the lock I looked to see my world inside
I kicked and swore, void of all brain
I couldn't see that I was the one to blame
Cold shoulder like a slaughtered cow
In a butcher's fridge
Cold shoulder, she had laid the plans
Where we built our bridge
To a better life, cold shoulder
I had been chased by a hairbrush that she threw
Life was blurred when the hand of fate came into view
It smacked my face, I was released
I came back home where life became a feast
Cold shoulder like a slaughtered cow
In a butcher's fridge
Cold shoulder, she had laid the plans
Where we built our bridge
To a better life, cold shoulder
'The cigarette of a single man
burns in the ashtray by his bed.
He pulls the ring off another can,
and holds it up beside his head.
The book he reads is on the floor,
he's read it several times before.
What you've got to go home to,
What you've got to go home to.
The cigarette of a single man,
sits in the ashtray on the bar,
he sits and sifts through several plans,
but knows alone he won't go far.
He needs the love another has,
to help him if another can.
What you've got to go home to,
What you've got to go home to.
The cigarette of a single man,
lays in the gutter by his side,
now he's one of those little lambs,
whose strayed too far from the flock to find,
He's better off without the grief,
that people wear between their teeth.
And in his mouth as he's asleep,
the cigarette of a single man.
In his mouth between his teeth,
The cigarette of a single man.
(What you've got to go home to,
What you've got to go home to,
What you've got to go home to,
What you've got to go home to,)
(x2 to fade)'
lyrics by: Chris Difford and Glenn Tilbrook
Mary and Joseph drove into town
Searching for a place to stay
The moon was up and his foot was down
A miracle was on its way
They tried the hotels, the motels, the bed and breakfast
Locals but no one seemed to have any room
Better find a double room soon!
So where would Christmas be without
Mary and Joseph?
Moricrimbe And Wise
Laurel and Hardy?
Cracker Surprise?
Lights on the pine tree?
And more aftershave?
I'm not forgetting Jesus who was born on Christmas Day!
They found a place with the neon lights
TV, Pool, and Vacancies
The man at the desk didn't hear them right
When the two of them booked for three
They watched the TV
And deeply, she thought about the needing
Of the heavens to deliver this way
And it happened on Christmas Day
Christmas Day, Christmas Day
So where would Christmas be without
Mary and Joseph?
Moricrimbe And Wise
Laurel and Hardy?
Cracker Surprise?
Lights on the pine tree?
And more aftershave?
I'm not forgetting Jesus who was born on Christmas Day!
Mary and Joseph were so surprised
With admirers around the crib
There was something in their son's eyes
They identically took one in
Like a Messiah and a Fire
Like the tread around a tire
That grip all roads
It's to bond you there
And it happened on Christmas Day!
Christmas day
Christmas day
So where would Christmas be without
Mary and Joseph?
Moricrimbe And Wise
Laurel and Hardy?
Cracker Surprise?
Lights on the pine tree?
And more aftershave?
I'm not forgetting Jesus who was born on Christmas Day!
Not forgetting Jesus
Not forgetting Jesus
Not forgetting Jesus
Not forgetting Jesus
Not forgetting Jesus
Not forgetting Jesus
Not forgetting Jesus
She was married and then divorced
Things seemed to happen that way
The children were confused, sometimes they'd fight
Sitting in their toys and games
To them she's mummy and I am their friend
Who sits with them on his lap
And sleeps on the sofa on alternate weekends
No substitute for their dad
She's a very good mum
And she tries to explain
Everything that she can
But a child's mind is sharp
They imagine the worst
Sometimes can't understand
That there's so much to learn
When you open a can of worms
So to the park to play on the swings
To give their mother a break
When I saw their father walking down the path
Heading down towards the gate
I froze on the spot, heart in my throat
I hoped he'd not see us there
He soon disappeared and the kids on the side
Were happy and unaware
She's a very good mum
And she tries to explain
Everything that she can
But a child's mind is sharp
They imagine the worst
Sometimes can't understand
That there's so much to learn
When you open a can of worms
I read the papers and made scrambled eggs
The kids got ready to leave
Their dad was taking them for the weekend
With pocket money and sweets
They were excited as they waved goodbye
I went straight back to bed
Their mother stood and waved as they drove away
Standing on the front door step
She's a very good mum
And she tries to explain
Everything that she can
But a child's mind is sharp
They imagine the worst
Sometimes can't understand
That there's so much to learn
When you open a can of worms
She's a very good mum
And she tries to explain
Everything that she can
But a child's mind is sharp
They imagine the worst
Sometimes can't understand
That there's so much to learn
When you're down and you?re lonely
Come to me I'll be your only
Always remember
I'll be by your side
Call me up daytime or night
I'll always listen every time
If you need me
Then please believe me, don't you cry
I'll show concern
And I'll keep my word
I won't stay away
Now and then when your heart's in pain
I'd like to say
Always remember
I'll be forever
By your side
Friends like this
Are hard to find
With time to talk
And to confide
If you need me
Please believe me
I?m by your side
The secrets kept as we lie in bed
I can't keep away
Now and then when your heart's in pain
I'd like to say
Always remember
I'll be forever
Anton Oh Anton,
You're such a dick head,
Do you really think you're the lord of satanism?
But your orgies, we spit on those
Squeeze Anton, the fake satanist
Feed his guts to his dogs of hell
Squeeze Anton, skin his dick
Occultism is not a profitable thing.
Anton and the white pope,
Are the same kind of jerks
Earning lots of money
I want to be the one who captures time
I want to sit and squeeze the days of life
And then I claim my way, the way out west
Where the angels point their city home...
We love your children
Home, we love your children
In captain's eyes the pain has made it's sting
Slapped down, drowned, tied, and frightened
We criticize the way you make us sing
Those lies, those lies, those lies will drown
We love your children
Drown, we love your children
You'll see...my waves
Stop this!
If you can...
Stop this!
I want to be the one who captures time
I want to sit and squeeze the days of life
And then I claim my way, the way out west
Where the angels point their city home...
Trouble, where have you been all my life?
Always surrender when I should stand-up and fight.
Get out; you shouldn't have come back again.
Regret shouldn't be planned.
I should have learnt to stay clear.
Cold, cold, cold, apply the pressure 'till I'm on my knees!
Oh-Oh Oh~
Strangle-hold, apply the pressure 'till I feel the squeeze!
No more moderation in infatuation, you got a squeeze on me!
Pretend I got the power make me say it louder, you got a squeeze on me!
'May care, young and ambitious, but that combination you make malicious to me.
Cold, cold, cold, apply the pressure 'till I'm on my knees!
Oh-Oh Oh~
Strangle-hold, apply the pressure 'till I feel the squeeze!
No more moderation in infatuation, you got a squeeze on me!
Pretend I got the power make me say it louder, you got a squeeze on me!
No more moderation in infatuation, you got a squeeze on me!
Pretend I got the power make me say it louder, you got a squeeze on me!
Silent, your lies are like diamonds.
They shimmer above you.
You'll be the death of me. (Silent, your lies are like diamonds)
I convinced myself I don't understand.
Results of the actions upon my hand, there's no magic wonder for me!
(Ah-Ah Oh-oh) Ohh-Ohhh-Ohh oh (Ah-Ah Oh-OH) Ah-Ah Oh-Oh Ooh!
No more moderation in infatuation, you got a squeeze on me!
Pretend I got the power make me say it louder, you got a squeeze on me!
No more moderation in infatuation, you got a squeeze on me! Yeah!
Pretend I got the power make me say it louder, you got a squeeze on me~!
Apply the pressure 'till I'm on my knees!
Apply the pressure 'till I feel the squeeze!
Apply the pressure 'till I'm on my knees!
Apply the pressure 'till I feel the squeeze!
Apply the pressure 'till I'm on my knees!
Apply the pressure 'till I feel the squeeze! (Oh-Oh-Ahh Ah-Ah)
Apply the pressure!
Apply the pressure!
Apply the pressure!
Apply the pressure!
You got a squeeze on me-e-e-e. (Oh-Oh-Ahh Ah-Ah)
You got a squeeze on me-e-e-e!
You got a squeeze on me-e-e-e.
You got a squeeze on me-e-e-e!
You got a squeeze on me.
I need a
Rub me tight, hold me and give me a-
That's right, you know I need my-
That's right, you know I need
In the morning and at night I need a-
Oh, I know you know!
So put on your baby voice, girl
And then some Joni Mitchell
You are my lady of choice, girl
I need you to squeeze
Hop that shoulders and knees
Oh babe I know you can
(Oh babe I know you can)
You're kicking like the cancan
Switch it up, switch it up
Switch it like a mad man
Squeeze that shoulders and knees
Oh babe, I know you can
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I've got the climax number one
Check out my-
Have you seen, I want you to
Search all my scene, I want you to search
Rub off me, you love my-
Taste the fruits, have a drink for my-
Oh, I know you know!
Hey, then bend over
Have a slightly look over
You're lucky like a four leaf clover
Woo, I need you to squeeze
Hop that shoulders and knees
Oh babe I know you can
(Oh babe I know you can)
You're kicking like the cancan
Switch it up, switch it up
Switch it like a mad man
Squeeze that shoulders and knees
Oh babe, I know you can
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I've got the climax number one
You are my lady, baby
You are my lady!
Woo, I need you to squeeze
Hop that shoulders and knees
Oh babe I know you can
Squeeze
Hop that shoulders and knees
Oh babe I know you can
Squeeze
Hop that shoulders and knees
Oh, I need you to
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hop that shoulders and
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh babe I know you can
Squeeze that shoulders and knees
Oh babe, I know you can
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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