Ooooo, I didn't talk too much, in fact not at all
But to ask for the price, I was to be no fool
Money's no time to waste or to shoot up the wall
You got the know how, the place did you take media school
She lead the way from the alley back to her house
Must not be seen going in, must not be seen coming out
She said I look mighty but thin she told me
I'm gonna give you a second helping
Ooooo, razor blade alley I've been there
Razor blade alley neither of us can
It was the prime time but the wrong place
It was my first time I hope my last date
I'm just too shy to check in
But this pain of this a razors is cutting in
Awwwoh
Ummmm, felt like a knight with the shining armour on at the time
She thought she was in a dream floating up on cloud nine
Now I awake she is nowhere, but the razor cuts deeper everywhere
(Barson)
When I get home it's late at night,
I'm black and bloody from my life,
I haven't time to clean my hands,
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.
It's well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state.
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason I can see.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
After eating I go out,
People passing by me shout.
I can't stand this agony
Why don't they talk to me?
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best,
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins another weary day.
So begins another weary day.
Please observe my continental alligator skin line shoulder bag
I've covered it in stickers from far and wide
And stuffed it full of suits and matching ties
I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash
I wear a Panama on my Brilcremed hair
I think I carry it with a certain flair
When travelling abroad I know the score
With the voice of authority from the first a-world war
I went all through to Congo on a magic pleasure knock
Staving off disease with hallucinogenic drugs
With a mind-bending root from a local native source
Made my mind and my body have a premature divorce
I felt like I was sliding from a massive height
It seemed like it was morning in the middle of the night
My eyes were open, though there's nothing much to see
A swirling mist of images
The seas are my friend and the skies my home
When clinging to the arm-rests, I travel alone
I'm always ready to give advice
Travelling companions never ask twice
I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash
I've travelled on the seas and I've travelled on the land
And there's not a single person I can't understand
I've forgotten the languages and wave my cash
I've enjoyed every minute of it with a splash
(Barson)
My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought I'd had enough of her
Why can't she see
She's lovely to me?
But I like to stay in
And watch t.v. on my own
Every now and then
My girl's mad at me
Been on the telephone for an hour
We hardly said a word
I tried and tried but I could not be heard
Why can't I explain?
Why do I feel this pain?
'Cause everything I say
She doesn't understand
She doesn't realise
She takes it all the wrong way
My girl's mad at me
We argued just the other night
I thought we'd got it straight
We talked and talked until it was light
I thought we'd agreed
I thought we'd talked it out
Now when I try to speak
She says that I don't care
She says I'm unaware
Every morning at the break of dawn
Sleeping deeply next to me
To every evening as the sun goes down
Together we stay, together we'll stay
Chorus:
Nobody else to bring you down
Nobody else to be around
This time you're free
Nobody else to draw you away
Nobody else to take you away
This time just you and me
I'm so pleased that you waited for me
And I thought of you oh so much
It could fill an eternity
Her big sad eyes that stare
Nobody else going to bring you down
Nobody else to be around
This time you're free
Where I come from
Nobody knows
And where I'm going
Everything goes
(We'll meet again)
Nobody else to blow you away
Nobody else to take you away
This time just you and me
I've searched about everywhere
But I still can't find her
Events that cease at my memory
I still can't picture
Mother of Mercy, Sister of Mary
Please help me (to find her)
Is there something you should tell me
Please hear me (to find her)
Nobody else going to bring you down
Nobody else to be around
This time you're free
Nobody else to blow you away
Nobody else to take you away
This time just you and me
Mother of Mercy, Sister of Mary
Please help me (to find her)
Is there something you should tell me
Please hear me (to find her)
Nobody else going to bring you down
Nobody else to be around
This time you're free
That was a close escape, have to get a new hobby to relate.
Something less conspicuous, won't take up too much time,
something less energetic, for what I've got in mind.
I won't be too persistant 'cos I'm not that way inclined.
See, that's the one for me. Look under ";Collins"; see if she's free.
Sweaty fingers find 5p 4151683
";Hello Miss Collins you'll not know me. I'm in the undies
buisness, see? Please please can you tell me the size; how
far from the knee?";
Oh dear dear, me luck is running thin.
I'll take another name I might have a win.
What? 2 more points? I hope no one fills it in.
See, that's the one for me. Look under ";Dickens"; CFG.
See if she'll speak to me. Hand's get shakey eye's can't see.
Having trouble find 5p 2171983
";Hello Miss Dickens you'll not know me, I'm in the undies
buisness, see?";
Feel more relaxed now here we go again.
Hoi! No temporaries I've heard most take me in.
Oh dear dear me, that is the one it fits.
So please please can you tell me the textured fit feels good to me.
In the naked mood, try to grin and bear with me.
Please don't think me rude, I only hear don't want to see.
See, that's the one for me. That was quick, too quick for me.
Of that I can see, wash me laundry oh bugger me!
Sugar or milk with your tea? No I couldn't, well I'll see.
What's your hobby? Just the same as me, see you soon for tea.
I'll give it one last chance I think you'll all agree.
I'm getting nowhere here, on my last 5p.
I'm sick of waiting for ages nothing interests me.
I'll ring another number, make sure it's a she.
Here we go again, I'll give it 3rd degree.
No hard feelings oh yes I'm sure you'll all agree.
I'll take another name I might have a win.
(Thompson)
Buster, he sold the heat
With a rock-steady beat
An earthquake is erupting
But not in Orange street
A ghost-dance is preparing
You got to help us with your feet
If you're not in the mood to dance
Step back, grab yourself a seat
This may not be uptown Jamaica
But we promise you a treat
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin'
I'll never get to Orange street
So I set it up myself to say
For the man who set the beat
So I'll leave it up to you out there
To get him back on his feet
Buster bowl me over with your bogus dance
Shuffle me off my feet
Even though I'll keep on runnin'
I'll never get to Orange street
Bring back the
Who is the
We want the
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love
Take the hand of another
And sing for the wings of a dove
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Look up at the rooftops
When you're walking 'round
Don't think for a moment
Of looking down
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Look up at the rooftops
When you're walking 'round
Don't think for a moment
Of looking down
A room at the top
Where we're not allowed
Cheer to the echo
Can you hear the sound?
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
Down between the sunbeams the moneylenders chat
Hiding in the shade outside a council flat
Kids in the lift looking for things to throw
And practising their aim on the heads below
They make their apologies with the quickness of their feet
Then lost in the heat haze that shimmers across the street
Underfoot the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting.
(White white heat)
I'm still not in until a week next Wednesday
I'm holidaying on the roof ©til the big bad wolf goes away
In the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting.
White heat turns the street upside down.
Down between the sunbeams the debt collectors chat, chat, chat, chat,
Hiding in the shade outside a council flat
By the hairs on my chinny chin chin
I shall not let you in.
In the street the pavement is melting
Crumbling for the luckiest girl
The whole world is melting.
(For the luckiest girl in all the world)
(White, white heat)
(Smyth)
When I considered how my life is spent
They cry but I know that everything is heaven sent
But why do people lie when all they want is truth at their tables
The sky is looking very blue today
It's so fine I'd agree with every word you say
About it it must be said it doesn't mean much at all
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
There's no reason that we should complain
In the night everybody looks the same
It's so sad but we don't seem to be going forward at all
(Time)
(Time)
Time
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
(Come on time)
Time you make changes
Time you'll add ages
Time is walking with you by your side
Time gentlemen please
Time
Eh, Tu!
Deja todo y fijate en esto:
El sonido mad marchoso y vacilon que existe actualmente.
Si vas por la calle y el cuerpo te pide marcha, no te escapes,
escuchalo y vuelvete loco al ritmo del rock canero de Madness:
Whoa oh
Staggering home everybody sings
All the old songs the cockney routines
All the old women, all the young men
Try changing places then back again
Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Knock back the drinks , hitch up your skirt
Fall over backwords undo your shirt
Everyone shouting what a terrible state
Age creeping backwards as it gets late
Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Have a quick short, forget about work
Have a couple more then you go beserk
Who cares about this morning, Wise old man
The wisdom comes up later and goes down the pan
Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Then another round, forget whos turn
Waking up to feel your stomach churn
Whos in the chair and whos on the floor
Incoherants knocking on the Door
Old man in the morning,
Young man at night
Breakfast full of wisdom
Until you hit the lights
Hit the Lights
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
(Smyth)
Now I see tears you can't hide
Carry the world on your back
Heavy weights tear you apart
Now I see tears you can't hide
Feel in a rage can't speak up for yourself
All that you try to do it's no good anyway
Now I see tears you can't hide
No use saying it's a crime
Voices surround me but they lie, lie
Hold out your hand together make your stand
You may be alone you may feel scared inside
Now I see tears you can't hide
No use saying it's a crime
Voices surround me but they lie, lie
(Just hit me with your saxophone, Lee)
Now I see tears you can't hide
Now I see tears you can't hide
Now I see tears you can't
(McPherson/Foreman)
A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill
Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill
Green splashed with white and red going brown
Children baiting animals running up and down
I stare out of this window
See the world go past
Slipping from the newspapers stacked against the wall
Piles of colour supplements squeeze between his fall
For a fleeting second I was up that hill
Although I've never been there I wish I was there still
I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I know it off by heart
Deliveries every day newspapers and food
Never had to venture out the phone has been removed
Open up the window and stare up Primrose Hill
Sitting here it's dark outside and everything is still
I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I didnt want to,
Leave you behind,
But your clothes werent stepping,
Into line.
Too much self pity,
Not enough nitty griity
And just when you were looking pretty
Pretty boring, pretty drab, out of date, colors bad,
You should know it stays the same.
No individuals things ever change.
But oif its new, its in the past.
Everything goes by so fast.
Upstaged by the supporting cast.
Dont ask the girlfreind to throw it away,
It'll be in fashion by next Friday,
Hoping our clothes have something say
Take It Away!
haha...
The in vogue clock goes spinning round
Space age fasion lifts off the ground
Just accept the new faith
Try and look common place
Instead of looking out of place
But cant you see I'm staying still, that rich little bastards made me Ill,
Prospects By Madness.
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A train ride
Till tuesday
A platform far away
Scarlet shades of evening
Move clouds so grey
The waking
Ariving
The dirty station where
He passes crouds of people
Who Don't see him there
He's a desert island man
A forgien man who's cast away
Stranded in this home from home
>From his family far away
Home
This is it
This is it
Is this my heart
I miss you with all my heart
This is not
Is this not my home
One shoe-laced cardboard suitcase
One passport from he came
One room for a light bulb
Where no one's been
Sticks and stones
My old bones
It's now nineteen fifty-four
When then I could fight
But not any more
The city room
Where is my room
He thinks of home far away
Home
This is it
This is it
Is this my heart
I miss you with all my heart
This is not
Is this not my home
I thik I'm geting old
Well the climate's changed
Stranded on this island
While others change
He's a desert island man
A forgien man who's cast away
Stranded in this home from home
>From his family far away
How is it when you feel it
Do you know what gets you down
You're looking in the windows
When you walk this town
(Barson/Hasler)
Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm (Walbeehm@fsw.ruu.nl)
with Pascal Mouret (mouret@lim.univ-mrs.fr)
Date of last revision: August 16, 1993.
It's not so easy to find out later
About the necessary knowledge for survival
You think you know enough to get you through life
But find out too late of chances passed by
An early start is not so important
But timing is most essential
Opportunity gone, is gone forever
You never know how much it could have been
And once gone, gone forever
You will find out to your cost
A better use can be made of your time
Don't think that life is easy
You may never get a lucky break
They'll put you down, cold and unknown
A total failure from womb to grave
[Instrumental]
Reaching up to press my best friend's bell
On my tiptoes
Whatever made me climb this side of hell
Oh, God only knows
Lifting up another catch and slipping through the blind
It's... it's so easy
Lighting up another match to see what I can find
It's... become so easy
But after a while
You can hear yourself breathe
What seems a long long while
You can feel yourself sealed
Ones second thoughtlessness
Nobody's home
One's second thoughtlessness
One's second thoughtlessness
Here up on my own
One's second thoughtlessness
Sniffing around
Hope to get out
Smelling a scent
That something is up
I've seen this song before
Is this the house my family lives - yes
Ah, I've been here before
Yes, I did it because, because
Yes, I did it because
Yes, I did it because, because
Yes, yes, I did it because, because
No - because
One's second thoughtlessness
I am my own
One's second thoughtlessness
One's second thoughtlessness
I stand alone
(Thompson/Madness)
Up I rush off to work
Hello Fred you look half dead and
Are you coming are you going
I could never do a double shift
(Allo Fred get some bed Fred)
Hello Steve long time no see
I like the Stones still on the thieve
Bet you ain't half seen some time
In your short-lived life of crime
(By the way, have you got the time ?)
On the beat Pete
Wiv me size ten feet
I wander up and down the town
For me that's a treat
The beauties of the city and
Everything's sweet
For me that's a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete
Swing my truncheon merrily
Try to teach the blind to see
Move a lady for a seat
Tourist find a sight to see
Mingle with the crowd
I wonder if they're proud
Yes, that would be a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete... beat Pete
Hello Snowball, you still drunk ?
Here have a smoke, anyone for lunch ?
A printed person of last week's times
Seen a lot of stars and moonshine
(Spare you a dime ?)
On the beat Pete
Wiv me size ten feet
I wander up and down the town
For me that's a treat
The beauties of the city and
Everything's sweet
For me that's a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete
Swing my truncheon merrily
Try to teach the blind to see
Move a lady for a seat
Tourist find a sight to see
Mingle with the crowd
I wonder if they're proud
Yes, that would be a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete... beat Pete
Hello Bun been down the oven ?
What's the rate for a single person ?
Is it good, is it sad ?
You look unhappy it must be bad
Hello May been a busy lady
All work and no time for play
Still it's the life you chose I suppose
Good luck to you come what may !
Skip-a-di-do-da-days !
On the beat Pete
Wiv me size ten feet
I wander up and down the town
For me that's a treat
The beauties of the city and
Everything's sweet
For me that's a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete
Swing my truncheon merrily
Try to teach the blind to see
Move a lady for a seat
Tourist find a sight to see
Mingle with the crowd
I wonder if they're proud
Yes, that would be a treat
'Cos I'm on the beat Pete... beat Pete
Hello Good Evening And Welcome
I've been down the high road towards the crossroads
To hear the sound thats buggin me.
Catchy little rhythms in music and rhyme, its that nutty sound you see.
Rhythm...
As I got nearer I heard it clearer, it started to affect my brain
Its that nutty rhythm that gets yout thinking your almost going insane.
I felt the greound shake,
I had a feeling I was sitting on an old steam train
Shaking in me knee bones and me elbows, its driving me around the bend
Uncontrollable feelings sends me reeling,
Theres no need top pretend
Melody...
It had me spell bound, span me head round,
I could feel myself going mad.
Now I am an addict,
I have to hear it,
Wherever I go
What can I do
Im at a loose end since I split with you
Upped my best, tried hard to please
Now all i've got are my memories
hat will I do now, heaven knows
Find another I suppose
Now you say you dont want to know
What did I do
Where did I go wrong
Since you left its seemed so Low
We made a good pair
Everyone agrees
Now all I've got are my memories
What will I do now, heaven knows
Find another I suppose
Now you say you dont want to know
What will I do now, heaven knows
Find another I suppose
Now you say you dont want to know
To break your follows
Your Letters Too,
Its just as if I never Knew You
(McPherson/Barson)
The sun shines through the open window,
The empty sides the shadows shallow
My arm circles nothing at all,
My fingers reach to touch the wall.
Missing you when I'm away,
Think of things I'd like to say,
Almost cry to hear you voice,
Lying with me,
Got no choice.
Mundane thoughts during the day,
Suddenly to see your face,
Interrupted thoughts have gone,
Knowing that you're all I want.
Missing you when I'm away,
Think of things I'd like to say,
Almost cry to hear you voice,
Lying with me,
Got no choice.
The awesome love I feel for you,
To see you now what would I do,
The desperate feeling you're not there,
To be with you pull out my hair.
Missing you when I'm away,
Think of things I'd like to say,
Almost cry to hear you voice,
Lying with me,
(Cecil Campbell)
Madness, madness, they call it madness
Madness, madness, they call it madness
It's plain to see
That is what they mean to me
Madness, madness, they call it gladness, ha-ha
Madness, madness, they call it madness
Madness, madness, they call it madness
I'm about to explain
a-That someone is losing their brain
Hey, madness, madness, I call it gladness, yee-ha-ha-ha
Propaganda ministers
Propaganda ministers
I've a-got a heavy due
I'm gonna walk all over you
'Cause
Madness, madness, they call it madness
Well if this is madness
Then I know I'm filled with gladness
It's gonna be rougher
It's gonna be tougher, pa-da-da, pa-da-da
And I won't be the one who's gonna suffer
Oh no, I won't be the one who's gonna suffer
I never thought I'd miss you
Half as much as I do
And I never thought I'd feel this way
The way I feel
About you
As soon as I wake up
Every night, every day
I know that it's you I need
To take the blues away
It must be love, love, love
It must be love, love, love
Nothing more, nothing less
Love is the best
How can it be that we can
Say so much without words?
Bless you and bless me
Bless the bees
And the birds
I've got to be near you
Every night, every day
I couldn't be happy
Any other way
It must be love, love, love
It must be love, love, love
Nothing more, nothing less
Love is the best
As soon as I wake up
Every night, every day
I know that it's you I need
To take the blues away
It must be love, love, love
It must be love, love, love
Nothing more, nothing less
Love is the best
(Yoohoo, etc. Oh Hello. Hello.)
I read a brand new paper
About a man who had a thousand guns
Lived in the Southern States
Ran away from everyone
Felt it wasn't safe
Even in the Southern States
I read a brand new paper
Walking down my own street
The man with a thousand guns
Has taken to his feet
He felt it wasn't safe
Even in the Southern States
He thought that he might die
But was he frightened by
Anyone with a gun?
Well, every stranger's danger
Everybody has one
But alone and hungry
He couldn't eat his...
Guns
I watched my television
Sitting on the floor
The window man was watching
Me and a million more
He read me the news
Someone's getting abused
He thought that we might die
He wasn't frightened why
Everyone has a bomb
It's a passing danger
Or so he said
Everybody has one
Care to see or just wait
I am the bringer of your wishes,
Your saviour from doing work,
The washer of your dishes,and
You'll still get you mid-day perk.
Estate agent,
Your mansion and pot of gold,
All the home comforts,
Before you're getting tired and old.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
So when you hear me coming,
Along halls and up the stairs,
Get the black teapot,
In the cupboard, under chairs,
Forget all your wives tales,
Or forecasts and dividends,
E.R.N.I.E. feels vibrations,
Only pays out to trusting friends.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
Keep your hand on the bottle,
And your eyes glued upon the set,
When the score cards come up,
Could be you for the big one next.
Publicity, no thank you,
On the front page of the currant bun,
They think you stink,
But in the pub you'll be number one.
One more try,
Try to get what you've never had,
Five more bob,
For the whole world that can't be bad.
We can't all win,
Look it's happening,
The future's looking not so bleak,
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
A thousand winners every week.
Walls signed with autographs,
Ceilings full of echoed laughs,
Something's disappear.
Gurus on roller skates,
Capital for swinging fetes
The area is to be cleared.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to its grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.
Organ tinkling organ,
Marriage planning children,
Spinning, round and round.
rusty swings and roundabouts,
Disco's full of layabouts,
Nowhere to be found.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to its grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.
Come on then we'll go down there,
Let's see the local ash tray,
Let's see if we can be happy,
We'll mess about just you and me,
I must try to make it home before tea.
Walls signed with autographs,
Ceilings full of echoed laughs,
Something's disappear.
Gurus on roller skates,
Capital for swinging fetes
The area is to be cleared.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to it's grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.
A stab in the back, the smoke and the black
As it smoulders to its grave.
Disappear with the fun and the fear
Another chance to misbehave.
I've been driving in my car
It's not quite a Jaguar
I bought it at Primrose Hill
From a bloke from Brazil
It was made in fifty-nine
In a factory by the Tyne
It says 'Morris' on the door
The GPO owned it before
I drive it for my job
The guvenor calls me a slob
But I don't really care
Give me some gas and the open air
It's a bit old but it's mine
I mend it in my spare time
Just last week i changed the oil
The rocker valves and the coil
Just last week i changed the oil
Last week it went 'round the clock
I also had a little knock
I dented somebody's fender
He'll learn not to park on a bender
Ha ha ha
I've been driving in my car
It don't look much but I've been far
I drive up to Muswell Hill
I've even been to Selsey Bill
I drove along the A45
I had her up to fifty-eight
This copper stopped me the other day
You're mistaken what could i say?
The tyres were a little worn
They were OK i could have sworn
I like driving in my car
I'm satisfied i've got this far
I like driving in my car
It don't look much but i've been far
I like driving in my car
Even with a flat tyre
I like driving in my car
It's not quite a Jaguar
I like driving in my car
In the earliest days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was filled with fear.
It was nail biting work from the very start,
But several quick sucesses soon gave me heart.
After a while I could pick or nick or steal,
Some shirts some trousers and a few LPs.
No-one ever stopped me, they didn't seem to care.
It sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there.
Then a fine summers day my mates and me,
Set off down the westend on our usual spree.
Things were as normal for an hour or so,
Then my nimble hands were a bit too slow.
Two store detectives made a fast approach,
One grabbed my jacket (you're nicked!)
The other grabbed my throat.
So they caught me at last, one said with joy:
"You'll have to do some time, my light fingered boy!"
If only I'd remembered my common sense,
They captured me red-handed with evidence.
If I go to the manager and say I'm sorry,
Maybe he'll forgive me for my youthful folly.
But what will me social worker say,
If I don't come home today?
He'll give me a clout!
What if they don't let me out?
I told him I'm on me own!
Don't they understand?
I'm from a broken home!
I'll tell them I'm the product of a broken home,
And I always went out on my own.
Was it too late to say I'd pay,
And I'll never steal again 'till the end of my days?
Because I have no friends to call as such,
Money and posessions I did not have much,
So I started to steal in order to get by.
The quickness of the hand deceives the eye.
deceives the eye the eye the eye...
(Barson)
Well there's a man I know
At least I used to years ago
I didn't really mind
He used to come 'round all the time
Of course he had to be fed
I had to give him a bed
He used to kip on my sofa
They used to call him a loafer
I've heard he's changed
A lot since then
But some of his ways
He just can't mend
Told the other day
That he'd offered to pay
He didn't like his dad
He earned all he ever had
He didn't have no shame
He was a master at his game
He never showed his hand
He was the bed and breakfast man
Er, excuse me mate,
scuse me,
scuse me,
scuse me,
scuse me mate
Yes, sonny
Someone's taken the cue from behind the eight ball
[Instrumental]
Summer in London, watery sunshine,
A place in the city where I can go sometimes.
To get on a red bus and go anywhere,
See all the sights and not pay the fare,
Summer in London.
Chip on your shoulder, chips in your mouth,
Can you see the old lady, with tickets to tout.
Getting the tourists into their traps,
Taking their money, the shirts off their backs,
Summer in London.
To get in a taxi and go anywhere,
Jump out at the park and not pay the fare.
Watch Speakers Corner, listen to their talk,
Eating their ice creams, going for a walk.
Summer in London, the weather man said,
Waking up late, got to get out of bed.
So much to do, got to go everywhere
A day on the town and not pay the fare.
Riots in London.
Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest
Some who've closed the door before
Say I can't carry on no more.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Listened long, tried to take it in
All these facts leave me in the swim
It's down and down there is no up
I think that I've run out of luck.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another... day
Walking now, over covered ground
There is a chance if I move around
I need a moment to reflect
On the friendships I have wrecked.
Why is it I, don't I always try ?
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I heard them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another...
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
These are the streets I used to walk
On summer nights, sit out and talk
That's the house where I used to live
I remember what I would give.
This is the town I won't forget
And after anger there's nothing left
Walking now round and round
Familiar sights are open ground.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
We used to live where children play
They leave their homes a mile away
To come and stand in trees and grass
Where we once walked the memories last.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
The sun shines east, the sun shines west
But I know where the sun shines best
Casey street in the afternoon
Once again it's over too soon.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Rise
(Rise)
(Rise)
Rise and fall
Rise and fall
Wriggles from his captor's arms
Mr speaker gets the word and
Running now from the alarms
Speaks his mind free as a bird
Free now to roam around
Stand up straight when he quotes
Spread the word that he has found
Books of verse and scribbled notes
Mister speaker gets the word
(To tell the secrets he has heard)
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
(Mister speaker gets the word)
Stands up straight outside my door
I bring you now the words I've learned
To whom it may concern senor
Tell my friends I have returned
Mister speaker gets the word
(To tell the secrets he has heard)
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
(Mister speaker gets the word)
Excitement rages through his brain
Stirred and stirred throughout the years
Not enough time to explain
Eyes of many sighs of fear
Making space from Colney Hatch Lane
Just some poetry my friend
Scuttles past my window frame
Vanishes right round the bend
Mister speaker gets the word
(To tell the secrets he has heard)
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
(Mister speaker gets the word)
I've never had much cause for worry
And I've not got a lot to say
You'll never find me in a hurry
Because I live my life day by day
People say that I'm crazy
But I'm not that way inclined
I know what I know and I'll happily show
That madness is all in the mind
Twenty-four hours is all that I care for
I believe that's the only way
Twenty-four hours is all that is needed
Because I live my life day by day
People say that I'm crazy
But I'm not that way inclined
I know what I know and I'll happily show
That madness is all in the mind
I'm happy the way that I do things
Continually feeling okay
I've no worries on what tomorrow brings
Because I live my life day by day
People say that I'm crazy
But I'm not that way inclined
I know what I know and I'll happily show
That madness is all in the mind
Well some men seek answers in bottles
And others in degenerate ways
But I don't care much for the question
Madness is all in the mind
Madness is all in the mind
Madness is all in the mind
Madness is all in the mind
New Delhi at three A.M.
Just arrived by K.L.M.
Left the airport in the heat
In the bus strange people meet
Driving through the starless night
Passing very unusual sights
Left the bus at five to five
Caught a taxi started to drive
He thought I was a millionaire
And accordingly put up the fare
Dawn was breaking in the east
Causing this hot night to cease
Mosquitos buzzing in my ears
Grating sound of clashing gears
Burning rubber filled the air
Taxi driver began to swear
The heat was burning my head was turning
It was then the car broke down
Just on the outskirts of town
A camel from the Dhrangadhra
Silently passed by our car
A vulture circled high above in the air
I had to shade my eyes to cover the glare
Sweating in the plastic seats
Hard to breathe in the increasing heat
Lying back my mind started to
Drift into an uneasy sleep
I dreamt I was in New Delhi
(Thompson/Foreman)
A sorting office in the Old Kent Road
Caters from coast to most
A nice little number if you're out of work
And aren't the sort to boast,
you're in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job
I'm your man to see
I'll sit I'll listen I'll not say a word
The less said would be best for we
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
We don't want to mark each other's card
Except the one you need
I need you and your returns to help
Build my company.
My twins work Brighton on a sunny day
They cover town with the shake of a hand
On a high come back coz of no come back
Now they're working in the promised land.
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
(The Allied Irish Cyprus Bank)
(India Bank Bank of Turkey)
(United Bank The People's Bank)
(To catch the worm you got to be up early)
Temporarily out of bounds had to move office
Clear out of town
For every problem there's a solution and
I can do without constitution
Dealing cards from up the Old Kent Road
I've been checked up on my heavy load
You can go but be back soon
I'll have some work for you to groom.
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
(Trustees Bank, Barclays Bank)
(The Natwest Bank, Midland Bank)
(Bank Of Scotland, Williams and Glyns)
(Bureau de Change, The People's Bank)
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
A cage of my own, this cage is my home,
And oh so alone am I.
From above all around helpless to the sound
Of my brother's cry.
Just leave us alone, we don't want to moan,
Only if you make us.
Smashed on the lock until I've had to, drop.
Tried to get my message through.
Off goes another with another's brother,
My arms try to bend across to a friend.
You can't burn me with your laser beam,
It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream.
You'll burn my body quietly set free,
And I'll cry for you as I sway from my tree.
I'd give you my brain nothing you would gain,
Its misery seeps from you.
When leaving my cage I am in a rage
Because I know what you're up to.
When you walk away remember next day,
Not a second I've slept, awake I'll have kept.
When I reappear, don't look on in fear
My hands could kill
But they never will.
You can't burn me with your laser beam,
It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream.
You'll burn my body quietly set free,
And I'll cry for you as I sway from my tree.
(McPherson/Barson)
This is disposable, throw it away,
This is an animal, don't let it stray,
That was the past, so leave it behind,
This is the future, it's all in our mind.
Feeding your interest, in between lines,
Reading the caring one, sign of the times,
This is your Englishman, this is his lawn,
This is your female, undone and torn.
We are the people, and we really care,
We don't really look, we just like to stare,
Unprintable feelings that play on your mind
Get written in innocence, pretend we are blind.
Patience the virtue not learnt in schools
A-ha, it's funny to break all the rules.
Law-breakers are broken, and so we all share
The family problems, the paper that cares
Cheapest and brightest, sexiest news,
We'll make up some stories with unbiased cues.
We are the people, and we really care,
We don't really look, we just like to stare,
Unprintable feelings that play on your mind
(Thompson)
I can fly you to your loved ones but I can promise no return
To a shell-shocked God forsaken where their craters still they burn
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Still the worst is over that I hope you understand
The you're one more hurdle over our protector of the land
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
I heard you shout for yesterday, but I was sleeping on the job
And I dreamt of fighters miles away whose lives I had to rob
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
I can fly your loved ones to you
With guarantee of no return
And if John Wayne's dummy's bounce off
Don't look shocked when it comes your turn
Have a drink on me
I put it down to company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
(Thompson/Barson)
Could it be someone's telling lies
Or could it be that I'm getting wise
Awoke myself from a nose-dive glide
I caught myself but you've lost all pride
I'm not going with you
Won't you come on with me ?
See your world in a drift fly past
So good the feeling you want to last
I'm not going with you
Would you come on with me ?
I'm not here to watch day and night
Or to hear you drift out of life
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some (good)
I'm worried for you
But you not for me
When everyone's living
I know where you'll be
If I should listen to your proposal
Put my future at your disposal
Promise me you'll keep yourself clean
Cut yourself from your mid-day dream.
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline and
In the earliest days of my shoplifting career,
You could safely say I was filled with fear.
It was nail biting work from the very start,
But several quick sucesses soon gave me heart.
After a while I could pick or nick or steal,
Some shirts some trousers and a few LPs.
No-one ever stopped me, they didn't seem to care.
It sometimes seemed to me that there was no-one there.
Then a fine summers day my mates and me,
Set off down the westend on our usual spree.
Things were as normal for an hour or so,
Then my nimble hands were a bit too slow.
Two store detectives made a fast approach,
One grabbed my jacket (you're nicked!)
The other grabbed my throat.
So they caught me at last, one said with joy:
";You'll have to do some time, my light fingered boy!";
If only I'd remembered my common sense,
They captured me red-handed with evidence.
If I go to the manager and say I'm sorry,
Maybe he'll forgive me for my youthful folly.
But what will me social worker say,
If I don't come home today?
He'll give me a clout!
What if they don't let me out?
I told him I'm on me own!
Don't they understand?
I'm from a broken home!
I'll tell them I'm the product of a broken home,
And I always went out on my own.
Was it too late to say I'd pay,
And I'll never steal again 'till the end of my days?
Because I have no friends to call as such,
Money and posessions I did not have much,
So I started to steal in order to get by.
The quickness of the hand deceives the eye.
deceives the eye the eye the eye...
