[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)
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
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
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
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
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)
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)
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)
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)
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'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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
(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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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
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
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
(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
(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
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)
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
(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)
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)
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
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.
(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)
(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
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
"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
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