The Communist Manifesto Audiobook by Friedrich Engels and Karl Marx
Ik leer Engels (liedje)
El Manifiesto Comunista - Karl Marx y Friedrich Engels
I Curso Livre Marx-Engels: "Manifesto Comunista", por Chico de Oliveira
Emeli Sandé - Read All About It (Acoustic Cover by Sarah Engels)
Engels met raaf 1 Hallo Raven
Kees Torn in 'Zomergasten' - Nederlands/Engels (Complete versie) uit 'Doe mee en win'
Kees Torn in 'Zomergasten' met Ionica Smeets - "Nederlands/Engels" uit 'Doe mee en win'
Demi Lovato - Skyscraper (Cover by Sarah Engels)
Filosofia03 Aula 08 Friedrich Engels 1 de 6
Miley Cyrus - Wrecking Ball (Acoustic Piano Cover by Sarah Engels)
Aleksandar Mitrovic fight against Björn Engels - Club Brugge - RSC Anderlecht 0-1 - 04/05/2014
Los Zurdos Friedrich Engels
Sarah Engels feat. Pietro Lombardi - "I Miss You" (Official Video)
Plot
The story takes place in the sixties, at a children's pioneer league masquerade ball. The protagonist, still in his adolescence at the time - though when he is telling the story he is an adult already - prepares to emigrate, but before, for the last time he would like to be carefreely happy in the swirling crowd of the ball - to say farewell to everything he is leaving behind. And in this crowd, amidst his masqueraded mates, he seems to recognise his family: his parents, grandmother, and grandfather. As he recalls the events of the family's history, they come alive. The ambience of the party and the farewell evokes the well-known situations embedded in the family history from the sixties - the under blanket collective listening to Free Europe Radio, family card games, the fright of nightly searches by the authorities, childhood toys, the first car in the neighbourhood, the divorce trial, the moments of liberation and homecoming. Because of the animated memories and his impressions of the pioneer league ball, our hero decides, after all the pros and cons to stay. Because he is happy here on this ball and nothing can take this away or replace it.
Keywords: 1960s, based-on-play
The Communist Manifesto Audiobook by Friedrich Engels and Karl Marx
Ik leer Engels (liedje)
El Manifiesto Comunista - Karl Marx y Friedrich Engels
I Curso Livre Marx-Engels: "Manifesto Comunista", por Chico de Oliveira
Emeli Sandé - Read All About It (Acoustic Cover by Sarah Engels)
Engels met raaf 1 Hallo Raven
Kees Torn in 'Zomergasten' - Nederlands/Engels (Complete versie) uit 'Doe mee en win'
Kees Torn in 'Zomergasten' met Ionica Smeets - "Nederlands/Engels" uit 'Doe mee en win'
Demi Lovato - Skyscraper (Cover by Sarah Engels)
Filosofia03 Aula 08 Friedrich Engels 1 de 6
Miley Cyrus - Wrecking Ball (Acoustic Piano Cover by Sarah Engels)
Aleksandar Mitrovic fight against Björn Engels - Club Brugge - RSC Anderlecht 0-1 - 04/05/2014
Los Zurdos Friedrich Engels
Sarah Engels feat. Pietro Lombardi - "I Miss You" (Official Video)
Karl Marx - Friedrich Engels: Manifesto del partito comunista - di Diego Fusaro
Engels - present perfect - EngelsAcademie.nl
Engels nieuws / leer je Engels lezen, uitspraak en luisteren
video federico engels
Engels met raaf 2 De school
engels - y no se que paso
Biografia Friedrich Engels
PIETRO LOMBARDI SCHMINKT SARAH ENGELS
Kees Torn - Nederlands/Engels : Het laatste woord (FULL) (HD)
Friedrich Engels
Section 3 - The Communist Manifesto by Friedrich Engels and Karl Marx - Socialist and Communist Lit
Friedrich Engels Abschaffung des Staates und dt Anarchie Teil 1
friedrich engels the condition of the working class. little ireland.mov
Das Kapital by Karl Marx
Murray Bookchin - (1/7) - London - 1992
Karl Marx Friedrich Engels Die deutsche Ideologie Teil 107
Weltmeister 2014 sind wir Deutschen, Friedrich-Engels-Ring Neubrandenburg!! Teil 2
Karl Marx & Friedrich Engels Der wahre Sozialismus
Friedrich Engels Ein Gerechter Lohn für ein gerechtes Tagewerk
Interview mit Ayurveda-Koch Volker Mehl
Peter Ackroyd's London (2004) John Simm, Clip 1
Frederick Engels & Karl Marx: The Communist Manifesto (audiobook)
00 - Preface - Condition of the Working-Class in England in 1844 - Friedrich Engels
David Engels, Le déclin, Interview mit Rudolf Kremer, BRF, 2013.03.25
David Engels, Le déclin, interview avec Jean-Noel Jeanneney, France Culture, 21.9.2013
Origins of the Family, Private Property, and the State
David Engels, Le déclin, Interview avec Eddy Caekelberghs, La Une, 2013.08.06
David Engels, Le déclin, Interview avec Philippe Cochinaux, La Une, 11.6.2013
David Engels, Le déclin, Interview avec Philippe Arondel, fréquence protestante, 2013.06.25
Engels : Elberfelder Rede 1-3
Interview with Charlie Engel
Socialism Utopian and Scientific by Friedrich Engles
Friedrich Engels (German pronunciation: [ˈfʁiːdʁɪç ˈɛŋəls]; 28 November 1820 – 5 August 1895) was a German-English industrialist, social scientist, author, political theorist, philosopher, and father of Marxist theory, alongside Karl Marx. In 1845 he published The Condition of the Working Class in England, based on personal observations and research. In 1848 he co-authored The Communist Manifesto with Karl Marx, and later he supported Marx financially to do research and write Das Kapital. After Marx's death Engels edited the second and third volumes. Additionally, Engels organized Marx's notes on the "Theories of Surplus Value" and this was later published as the "fourth volume" of Capital.
Friedrich (Frederick) Engels was born on November 28, 1820 in Barmen, Prussia (now Wuppertal, Germany). At the time, Barmen was an expanding industrial metropole and Frederick was the eldest son of a wealthy German cotton manufacturer. As his father, Friederich Sr., was a Methodist. Accordingly, Fredrick was raised Christian Pietist. As he grew up, his relationship with his parents became strained because of his atheist beliefs. Parental disapproval of his revolutionary activities is recorded in an October, 1848 letter from his mother, Elizabeth Engels. In this letter his mother berates him for having "really gone too far" and "begged" him "to proceed no further.". "You have paid more heed to other people, to strangers, and have taken no account of your mother's pleas. God alone knows what I have felt and suffered of late. I was trembling when I picked up the newspaper and saw therein that a warrant was out for my son's arrest." At the point this letter was written Frederick Engels was in hiding in Brussels, Belgium and was soon to make his way to Switzerland and then in 1849 make his way back into Germany to participate in the revolutionary uprising in Baden and Palatinate.
Karl Heinrich Marx (5 May 1818 – 14 March 1883) was a German philosopher, economist, sociologist, historian, journalist, and revolutionary socialist. His ideas played a significant role in the development of social science and the socialist political movement. He published various books during his lifetime, with the most notable being The Communist Manifesto (1848) and Capital (1867–1894); some of his works were co-written with his friend and fellow German revolutionary socialist, Friedrich Engels.
Born into a wealthy middle class family in Trier, formerly in Prussian Rhineland now called Rhineland-Palatinate, Marx studied at both the University of Bonn and the University of Berlin, where he became interested in the philosophical ideas of the Young Hegelians. In 1836, he became engaged to Jenny von Westphalen, marrying her in 1843. After his studies, he wrote for a radical newspaper in Cologne, and began to work out his theory of dialectical materialism. Moving to Paris in 1843, he began writing for other radical newspapers. He met Engels in Paris, and the two men worked together on a series of books. Exiled to Brussels, he became a leading figure of the Communist League, before moving back to Cologne, where he founded his own newspaper. In 1849 he was exiled again and moved to London together with his wife and children. In London, where the family was reduced to poverty, Marx continued writing and formulating his theories about the nature of society and how he believed it could be improved, and also campaigned for socialism—he became a significant figure in the International Workingmen's Association.
Adele Emeli Sandé /sænˈdeɪ/ san-DAY, (born 10 March 1988) known by her stage name Emeli Sandé, is a Scottish soul and R&B recording artist and songwriter. Sandé first became known to the public eye after she featured on rapper Chipmunk's third single, "Diamond Rings", which gained herself and Chipmunk a first top 10 single on the UK Singles Chart. In 2010, she appeared on Roll Deep star, Wiley's "Never Be Your Woman", which became another top ten hit. Simon Cowell called her "his favourite songwriter at the minute". She has written for a number of artists, including Cher Lloyd, Parade, Susan Boyle, Preeya Kalidas, Leona Lewis, Alesha Dixon, Cheryl Cole, and Tinie Tempah.
In 2010, she signed a publishing deal with EMI Music Publishing. She later announced that Virgin Records had given her a record deal. Sandé released her first solo single "Heaven" in August 2011, which was an instant hit around the globe. Sandé has two number-one singles across the United Kingdom and Ireland with "Read All About It" with Professor Green and "Next to Me". She released Our Version of Events, in February 2012, upon the release the album peaked number one in the UK.
Sarah Engels (born October 15, 1992 in Cologne, North Rhine-Westphalia) is a German singer. She currently resides in Hürth, North Rhine-Westphalia with her family. She is best known for participating in season 8 of Deutschland sucht den Superstar, where she was eliminated from the Top 10, only to return two shows later and eventually become the runner-up.
Engels also participated in season 7 of Deutschland sucht den Superstar but was eliminated during the recall after her duet with Eugen Flittner. In season 8, she was eliminated in the first Live Show. Later on, she was asked to come back because RTL chief Tom Sänger (not the voters!) had eliminated Nina Richel from the show, allegedly for health reasons.
Pietro Lombardi's brother posted a semi-nude picture of Engels after she had used Pietro's mobile phone to talk to girls. After hearing about what Sarah had done, Lombardi's brother Marco, who wasn't too happy about her actions, decided to take "revenge" by sharing this semi-nude picture of Engels. According to him, "Everyone knows how cheap Sarah Engels is. (She) is sneaky, a lying horse-faced ghit."
Kees Torn (born 1967, Oostburg) is a Dutch text writer and comedy performer.
Torn started his cabaret performance in 1991, when he was studying at the Willem de Kooning Academy in Rotterdam. As "Kees en Ik" (Kees and I), he performed quite a successful show with fellow student Gerrie Hondius. In 1994 he made his official solo-debut with the show "Laat maar laaien". Torn is known for his old fashioned style of comedy performance, which consists largely of songs and poems. Torn prefers to write about whisky, cigars and love.
(Spencer-R. Brewster-Neeson-Manning-Morley)
Welcome back, good to see you again
heart attack, honey where you been
You went away, y' never told me where
baby what can I say, never thought I'd care
Queen of the night you got a heart of stone
now that you're back I can't leave you alone
Back street pick up
Back street pick up
honey where have you been
good to see you again
Saw your face, in a magazine
silk and lace, honey you're obscene
Queen of the night you got a heart of stone
now that you're back I can't leave you alone
Back street pick up
Back street pick up
honey where have you been
good to see you again
You hooked me in, then you raised the price
some call it sin, I call it paradise
(Neeson-Spencer-R. Brewster-Towers)
Mother cut her finger
and it won't stop bleeding
should've stayed in bed
but the family needed feeding
positively negative
take another sedative
tried to break the chain
but the pain is so repetitive
Picking up the pieces
pushing for a prize
running out of aces
running out of alibies
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Mother cut her finger
and it won't stop bleeding
should've stayed in bed
but the family needed feeding
father's in the kitchen
counting out his money
shooting down expresso
with a little taste of honey
Picking up the pieces
pushing for a prize
the cracks are on yer faces
the mask is in your eyes
y' sit inside the temple
selling wisdom to the wise
running out of aces
running out of alibies
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
Take an X, take me
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
He was selling postcards from a paper stand
a whiskey bottle in his withered hand
he put a finger on a photo from an old magazine
and saw himself in the shadow of his dream
They found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown
told him his feet stank and took him downtown
called him agitator, spy and thief
shut him up in solitary third degree
take a long line, reel him in
He tried to appeal to the king of might
he said "I'm just excercising my sacred right"
the king he said "You ain't got no rights
you're a madman, a traitor, get outta my sight"
take along line, reel him in
They put him aboard a well wound whirlwind
pulled out his teeth and rold him to grin
he gave them a smile, pulled out a bottle of wine
and said "I never existed, you've been wasting your time"
take a long line, reel him in
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
He comes from a wasteland where stones misdeed into the night
they pretend they feed him, then shoot him down in the
search light
They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them
dressing you up in a straight jacket
Wearing his straight jacket, taking his pay back in scars
she lies beside him and tells him that life's not too hard
They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them
dressing you up in a straight jacket
Caught by the fear and the anger of all you despise
wanting the feeling of eden, you've learnt how to die
(Brewster-Eccles)
There's a man at the backdoor
got a special feel
looking over his shoulder
another hollow deal
goin' to show you a mountain
goin' to offer you pearls
goin' to make you believe
you can shake the world
Soft words of wisdom, tender loving care
gold watch gains an hour, time to spare
and they give you a title
all the things you adore
funny how you're as hungry as before
Like an 8-ball broken in two
another hero standing over you
So they closed your number
didn't like your style
some off duty business in the private file
when they showed you a mountain
when they offered you pearls
did you really believe
you could shake the world
Like an 8-ball broken in two
another hero standing over you
Would y' give if y' could
would y' fall where y' stood
would y' shatter, would it matter
would you lie down and die like you should
Like an 8-ball broken in two
another hero standing over you
(Brewster-Spencer-Eccles)
Trick dog, nice trick
gotta get me off the hook
fight back, bite back
gotta get out of that neighbourhood
Don't want no rose
don't need no shows
no blow by blows
oh no
Gotta get some love
get some of that love
Pay out, pay out
got to give me all you've got
live nice, no dice
take my books and burn the lot
Don't want no rose
don't need no shows
no blow by blows
oh no
Gotta get some love
get some of that love
How time flies when you're on my mind
you walked right out the book
look right back, leave no track in my neighbourhood
black cat moan, stand alone
if I'm not back by two
doin' my dash, I should've known
this badge ain't foolin' you
Don't want no rose
don't need no shows
no blow by blows
oh no
Gotta get some love
get some of that love
(Neeson-Leib)
She gives me love for only half the night
she smiles at me and then says goodbye
then she's gone -- baby don't go
she makes want it but she won't be mine
she takes my body when she's got the time
that's love -- you don't get love for nothing
But it's alright, I got all night
all night for you
Now when she wants it she can't be denied
no one's enough to keep her satisfied
but I try -- God knows how I've tried
my friends'r saying that she's using me
but I don't mind just keep choosing me
I need you -- woman I don't need no one else
But it's alright, I got all night
all night for you
She lives her life out of a magazine
she thinks a man is just a love machine
that's all -- all I wanna do
so give me love for only half the night
and take my body till you're satisfied
take it all, take it all
But it's alright, I got all night
all night for you
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Poor paper pilot try to get ahead of time
pin you down, speed it up just obey the signs
in the middle of the night
do the cryptic voices ever sleep?
had a mind of your own, gave it all away
keeping pace with the pain, never learned to play
in the middle of your isolation
do you shoot sorrow in your veins?
Alexander, always worried
why are you in such a hurry?
Alexander, Alexander
Up against the wall with a honey-tongued fate
bleed you dry, burn you out, make you feel the weight
in the middle of a secret garden
something inside is breaking down
Alexander, always worried
why are you in such a hurry?
Alexander, Alexander
Take a look at yourself Alexander
living like a no-man's-lander
better take what they hand ya
nobody's ever gonna try to understand you
Alexander, Alexander
Slow down Alexander
Slow down Alexander
Slow down Alexander
slow down, slow down
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
She walks down the line, no sense of time
eternity...
she talks of the years, blinded by tears
her magesty...
fantasy, the mirror that's confused her
She pleaded guilty to a charge of perverse delight
trying to control the childhood dream that
haunts her through the night
is it the spoken truth or it the truth that is heard?
there's no one speaking and no one's listening to words
On skid row after dark
On skid row after dark
On skid row after dark
She hides in the night, turns down her light
time to wait...
she holds out her hand, dreams of her man
love or hate --- is all too late
already she was dying
She pleaded guilty to a charge of perverse delight
trying to control the childhood dream that
haunts her through the night
is it the spoken truth or it the truth that is heard?
there's no one speaking and no one's listening to words
On skid row after dark
On skid row after dark
On skid row after dark
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
I don't wanna face the day, the day, today
I don't wanna face the day, the day, today
Long night leaves me stranded
black visions, danger signs
no love, need protection
feels like I'm on production line
daggers of dawn, cold hearted-day
why does it have to be morning?
cover my head, stayin' in bed
too late, the luckless warning
I don't wanna face the day, the day, today
I don't wanna face the day, the day, today
Outside, screaming city
red lights and hungry eyes
sucks like a space invader
the vacuum of its lies
stealing my strenght, stealing my time
it's raining in a world of traders
I dont wanna face the day
I dont wanna face the day
Let me keep on sleeping
forget that I'm alone
one day of faceless living
is 24 hours too long!
I dont wanna face the day
I dont wanna face the day
I don't wanna face the day, the day, today
I don't wanna face the day, the day, today
Give the night, it's more forgiving
hold back the light from my eyes
please stay invisible darkness
can't see the tears I cry
I know it's coming loaded with nothing
trapped in a tunnel of time
I dont wanna face the day
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Do step inside it, you're all invited,
you'll get excited when you see where we've gone,
high over starred seas, I do what I please,
no one to ask me why I've gone, why I've come
Dreambuilder build a dream for me, bulid me a dream so that I can see,
dreambuilder, build a dream for me
You take me places, you show me faces
you leave no traces when you're gone,
high over starred seas, I do what I please,
no one to ask me why I've gone, why I've come
Dreambuilder build a dream for me, bulid me a dream so that I can see,
dreambuilder, build a dream for me
Look at my baby, she's such a lady
she don't say maybe, when she sees where we've gone
high over starred seas, I do what I please,
no one to ask me why I've gone, why I've come
(R. Brewster-Neeson-Spencer-Eccles-Hilbun)
There comes a time in a young girl's life
when she first meets a man
there comes a time in a young girl's life
when she becomes a woman
Highway number nineteen
the moon's shining bright
she's been in my dreams
if it's ever gonna happen
it'll happen tonight
Talk to me, talk to me
tell me what you gonna do
come to me, come to me
are we gonna see it through?
so you got a reputation
well I do too!
all across the nation
there are guys hanging out to meet girls like you
The dogs are talking
Heartbreaker, heartbreaker
with a jelly roll skin
lovemaker, lovemaker
aint'cha gonna let me in?
backseat, backseat
you know ya gotta loosen up
body heat, body heat
don't stop now
don't stop...don't stop
The dogs are talking
Cool down, cool down
you don't wanna go home
turn around, turn around
we're gonna scream and moan
talk to me, talk to me
what's you number?
what's your name?
gimme more, gimme more
gotta do it again, and again, and again
The dogs are talking
Let them talk, talk!
(Brewster-Neeson-Eccles-Spencer-Hilbun-Brown)
Heat's on, heart is burning
somebody took a desperate chance
downtown streets of passion
last rites for a dead romance
leave the wasteland, time to choose
crack force is closing in on you
take a hard line for the last time
Did you hurt somebody
did you kill the pain
did you hurt somebody
gonna lie alone again
Long walk, guard the backway
cool hand as you mark your man
love in blood, muscle n' money
shoulder to shoulder, close command
final stand, daddy don't die
bullhorn bleeding battle cries
take a hard line for the last time
Did you hurt somebody
did you kill the pain
did you hurt somebody
gonna lie alone again
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Red light, black street, dead man, still people
I swear that I just heard my number
too late, no chance, last breath, cold panic
call the ambulance, somebody's falling
the devil's calling
hear the hurricane, howling out my name
coming now to take me under
Oh no!, not now! don't take me please
oh no! let go! not ready to leave
soembody help I'm running out of time
devil's gate is opening on me
My God! my life! my choice, my death
I'm promised to the fallen angel
he speaks, mad voice, long arm, hard eyes
call the ambulance somedody's falling
the devil's calling
hear the hurricane, howling out my name
coming now to take me under
Oh no!, not now! don't take me please
oh no! let go! not ready to leave
soembody help I'm running out of time
devil's gate is opening on me
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)sorry a note to say title is dawn is breaking not dawn in breaking.
Remember looking at the haunted race
bowed down to the storm?
remember searching for a familiar face
with no-one there to mourn?
Staring eyes silent screams
plastic tubes to carry fading dreams
preacher servant in the hall
warm blood on the palace wall
those who dine alone in hell-
wearing grief in their lapel
drop small change in wishing wells
the haunted tear that never fell
someone's dragging a ball and chain
looking for you in the pouring rain
while those who care give silent prayer
for lovers going home
If there was a brickwall surrounding the New York dream
if there were secrets locked in steel
if there was a button you could press on the luck machine
if there was a place for wounds to heal
if you were borne in the barbwire of your mother's womb
if you were hungry before you died
if you say you left your bath all clean and white
you know, I know you lied
remember the poet who said it first?
he was speaking of you and your difficult birth
and how you care and say your prayers
for lovers going home
Drinking from an empty cup
waiting for a rock to grow
whispered sounds that can't be heard
and no one knows
children who don't mind the rain
yet have no wish to die
whatever you are, were, or could have been
you'd feel better if you could cry
Dawn is breaking in the graveyard
People massing in the street
trampled heards beneath their feet
children playing with the dead
silver spoon stained with red
watching through a widow's veil
as Caesar desecrates the Holy Grail
you sit all alone in your front row seat
you look so small and frail
y'r mud on the feet of the men you've damned
y'r darkness come too soon
you should be selling two-bit watches and girly photographs
masterpiece in ruin
y'r a pantomime of old world courtesy
you should have a degree for harlotry
you should be incarcerated in an apartment tower
with no technology
did you ever listen to the poles opposed to you?
did you ever stop to ask?
did you ever smile to hide your wasted face?
did you ever lift your mask?
did you ever walk with your feet on fire?
did you take your place in line?
did you know you look like you belong
where wrong is right and right is wrong?
do you really think that you'll be left
when war is life and life is death?
Ooh,
Ooh.
Ooh,
Ooh.
Down from the clouds she fell into my heart,
Now I can barely stand whenever we're apart.
Such a pretty face but a soul so dark.
Girl it must have hurt ya something terrible (oh)
But let me undo all the damage he's done to you.
Let me Fuck all the pain away and make it new.
I won't stop till your skies go from grey to blue.
Cause makin' ya smile, that's what I gotta do.
If he did you wrong I apologise.
If he did you wrong he's a foolish guy.
I swear that I can barely sleep at night,
Knowing somebody done made an angel cry.
Ooh he made an angel cry (x4)
How could anybody look into her eyes,
And not melt to the ground like a block of ice?
Maybe the last guy didn't realise,
He was talking to an angel (yeah)
But let me undo all the damage he's done to you.
Let me love all the pain away and make it new.
I won't stop till your skies go from grey to blue.
Cause makin' ya smile, that's what I gotta do.
If he did you wrong I apologise.
If he did you wrong he's a foolish guy.
I swear that I can barely sleep at night,
Knowing somebody done made an angel cry.
Ooh he made an angel cry (x4)
If he did you wrong I apologise.
If he did you wrong he's a foolish guy.
I swear that I can barely sleep at night,
Knowing somebody done made an angel cry.
Ooh he made an angel cry (x4)
(R. Brewster-Amanda Brewster)
Child of fortune, silver streak
been bred for breeding, blood line elite
you've got passion, you've got poison
you've got second sight
you've got the child in you
better guard it with your life
You've got the child in you
you know you could be fighting
for the rest of your life
Fireflies fighting, shadows in the dark
full moon rising, try to kill that spark
you've got passion, you've got poison
you've got second sight
you've got the child in you
better guard it with your life
You've got the child in you
you know you could be fighting
for the rest of your life
(J. Brewster-Throckman)
Have you ever wondered why things turn out wrong?
you keep on trying but you just can't get it on,
always lived by the rules, keeping the company of fools,
You can't get lucky, in your life
you walk along the thin edge of the night
Never touched a lady till you were nineteen,
the only thing that happened, happened in your dreams
You can't get lucky, in your life
you walk along the thin edge of the knife
watch out, if you fall you won't survive.
You work all day trying to succeed
but you never get enough of what you need
You can't get lucky, in your life, you can't get lucky, in your life
you walk along the thin edge of the knife
watch out, if you fall you won't survive.
Look inside the window, there's another world outside,
take a walk out through your door, there's no need to hide
Have you ever wondered why things turn out wrong?
you keep on trying but you just can't get it on,
always lived by the rules, keeping the company of fools,
your face is getting drawn, your shoes are thin
you look like you don't know where you've been
Well you can't get lucky, in your life...
(R. Brewster)
Watch the balckbird coming down
guilty peracher waking drum
living in turtured extasis
twisted vision what you see
make you fammous, make you blameless
feel the madness catching up with me
Breakdown
is just beginning
you're the only one
shot at your heart
and after all you've done
Breakdown
Bear the changes coming through
lotta love but no one's loving you
see the blackbird cross the sun
never saud goodbye to anyone
live a little less tonight
die a little more tomorrow
feel the madness catching up again
Breakdown
is just beginning
you're the only one
shot at your heart
and after all you've done
Breakdown
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Breakdown was released as the B-side of The Angels' "Sticky Little
Bitch" 7" single, 1985.
(R. Brewster-Miller)
I spend my life
scratching in the dirt
trying to find someone to clean me up
and give back what I deserve
there's footsteps from behind
there's knocking on my door
but there's nobody there
I said I didn't need them any more
Picking up pieces
trying to make them fit
thinking about Jesus
shivering in the heat
up against the world
like a dead end kid
you spend your life
bleeding
I see faces on the ceiling
when I lie awake in bed
and I can never shed the tears
always damming up my head
it's so easy to pretend
I don't believe in
all that I said
Picking up pieces
trying to make them fit
thinking about Jesus
shivering in the heat
up against the world
like a dead end kid
you spend your life
bleeding...
You spend your life
blaming the gods
you believe in
redirecting Valentines
from Eden
you've been trying
you've been lying
you've been crucifying
you spend your life
bleeding with the times
I see myself
silhouetted at the wheel
like an alien without a friend
nothing to conceal
so I climb into the back seat
and I wonder if it's love
when it's down to getting naked
it's just like any other photograph
Picking up pieces
trying to make them fit
thinking about Jesus
shivering in the heat
up against the world
like a dead end kid
dreaming up speeches
the rebel hypocrite
only one step ahead
of lying in the street
you spend you life bleeding
(R. Brewster-Miller)
I'm watching you
from my window
my private video
I'm taking you with me
I'm gonna reach you
I'm gonna teach you
how to be good to me
Stop being a bitch
you're losing your grip
it's gonna make you a hard woman
Witch's in the kitchen's
killing you
and you were so good looking
I'll follow you
with my glass eye
your own devoted spy
don't change the focus
don't kill the spotlight
I'm watching you
`til I'm satisfied
Stop being a bitch
you're losing your grip
it's gonna make you a hard woman
Witch's in the kitchen's
killing you
and you were so good looking
(R. Brewster-Spencer-Neeson-Eccles)
Y' can teach me, y' can reach me
y' can beat me, y' can cheat me
y' can bless me, y' can test me
y' can take me through your hall of shame
You might think I've lost control
you think I've lost control
I've lost control
You might think I've sold my soul
you think I've sold my soul
I've sold my soul
Beyond salvation, there's not a lot I can do
beyond salvation, I'll take a ride with you
You can kiss me, you can miss me
you can taste me, you can waste me
you can use me, you can lose me
you can make me feel alive again
You might think I've lost control
you think I've lost control
I've lost control
Beyond salvation, there's not a lot I can do
beyond salvation, I'll take a ride with you
You can hate me, desecrate me
you can love me, you can shove me
you can turn me, you can burn me
you can drag me through
your hall of shame
You might think I've sold my soul
you think I've sold my soul
I've sold my soul
Beyond salvation, there's not a lot I can do
beyond salvation, I'll take a ride with you
(Brewster-Amanda Brewster-Eccles)
Been held down, can't hold back
got this town on its back
Get no sleep tonight, midnight runaway
twist my arm till my backbone breaks
and the bedroom starts to sway
Bedroom after bedroom
soldier, pretender
bedroom after bedroom
fever, no return
Fortune gained, fortune lost
party games, magic dust
Get no sleep tonight, midnight runaway
twist my arm till my backbone breaks
and the bedroom starts to sway
Small town, hunt you down
feed on everything you've done
secrets circle round
drive you deeper underground
Get no sleep tonight, midnight runaway
twist my arm till my backbone breaks
and the bedroom starts to sway
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster-Throckman)
I've thinking of far out places, trying to find a cool oasis,
get away from living in the streets,
where dirty money is the game, the dealer never knows your name,
people marching to the same old beat.
The street's alive with pretty girls, who take you all around the
world, if you've got enough to pay the price,
neon lights, they beckon you, come and see what we can do,
watch a colour movie, ain't it nice?
(Chorus)
Oh won't you please just let me use your telephone,
I've had enough I want to take a taxi home,
Take me from the heat, take me from this city streets
Take me, take me home -- take me home.
I've been walking these streets at night, hoping I don't get in a
fight, doing what I did the night before,
hanging `round the alley way, wandering down by the bay,
watching drunken sailors trying to score.
(Brewster-Eccles-Amanda Brewster)
When you're on your knees in broken glass
when you're stuck on speed
and it goes too fast
when your body lies down to sleep
all the remedies in the world
won't make it last
Did you see someone that you recognised
in the looking glass, someone else's eyes
shut your mind and pray
this is your judgement day
Behind the stonewall
on the wrong side of the law
behind the stonewall
you know the score
gonna cost twice as much
if you wanna try to keep in touch
behind the stonewall y' don't belong anymore
Did you see someone that you recognised
in the looking glass, someone else's eyes
did you cry out in the night
did it carry your fears away like a loaded dice
shut your eyes and pray
this is your judgement day
it ain't easy to fade away
Behind the stonewall
on the wrong side of the law
behind the stonewall
you know the score
gonna cost twice as much
if you wanna try to keep in touch
behind the stonewall y' don't belong anymore
(Brewster-Eccles)
Gonna walk the streets, never seen before
I won't sleep tonight, all the rest is yours
can't take anymore
Such an easy night, I got your call
double lock the doors, let the shadows fall
you said you never have to shed that tear
you said no one would ever find us here
can't take anymore
The news was bad, all twisted lines
I could spit them back, and leave you mine
can't take anymore
Dear God so black so white
so wrong so right
can't take anymore
won't take anymore
You broke the silence and began the war
the cloak and dagger's just behind your door
you said you never have to shed that tear
you said no one would ever find us here
can't take anymore
(Spencer-Brewster)
No one ever beats you
trying was a waste of time
no one ever cheats you
I could never read your mind
didn't wanna touch you
didn't wanna talk out loud
got a dirty secret (got a dirty secret)
I knew it when you made me wait around
No one ever beats you
no one ever cheats you
trying was a waste of time
no one ever breaks you
no one ever shakes you
don't waste my time
Waiting for the guru
they do it in the white house now
the automayic handshake
there could've been a loaded gun around
No one ever beats you
no one ever cheats you
trying was a waste of time
no one ever breaks you
no one ever shakes you
don't waste my time
(Brewster-Eccles-Morley-Spencer)
Search high, feel low
get by, bad blow
raw stand, bad feel
find the man, steal the deal
time out, look good
eyes peeled, understood
stand back, beware
side to side you look and stare
I don't need a lover
standing on my own
I don't need you
I don't need you baby
don't try to turn me `round
I don't need you baby
y'r never gonna bring me down
Bad blood, bad news
sold out, sold you
speed ball, good hit
flyin' high, for me that's it
I don't need a lover
standing on my own
I don't need you
I don't need you baby
don't try to turn me `round
I don't need you baby
y'r never gonna bring me down
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
It doesn't matter who you are, we're all trying to get on,
averyone in his own way, from the day that we are borne,
singles for that ballroom queen that I heard about,
who gets the best of the clientele and lets them make her out.
(Chorus)
Well it's alright baby, you changed your life and how,
you used to be a honky tonk sister, but you're a lady now
It seemed like love at first sight, I was completely mesmerised,
when she turned `round in that bar, there was fire in her eyes,
thought my search was over now, found that special girl at last,
so I took her home with me, I like the lady's class
(Chorus & solo)
I had all my tomorrows planned, but how long can it be,
inside we're all honky tonks as far as I can see,
I woke up but she was gone, too late I realised
that the lady used me as a stepping stone as she reached for the sky.
(Chorus)
En las noches,
tengo mucho miedo,
al soñar kontigo,
y esto no es solo un castigo,
es algo que siento por ti.
Inutil es pensar
que un dia volveras
pues la soledad,
me mata cada dia mas.
Y no se que paso,
y no se en que falle,
si mi amor te lo entregue a ti,
Y no se que paso,
y no se en que falle,
si muchas veces me arriesgue por ti,
y no se que paso(no se lo que paso no se).
Que dificil enfrentar,
esta cruda realidad,
porque ya no estas (porque ya no estas)aqui,
pero tengo que seguir (aqui)
a pesar de este dolor que me mata asi
(que me mata asi), sin tu amor.
Inutil es pensar
que un dia volveras
pues la soledad,
me mata cada dia mas.
Y no se que paso,
y no se en que falle,
si mi amor te lo entregue a ti,
Y no se que paso,
y no se en que falle,
si muchas veces me arriesgue por ti.
Porque es cierto que la vida
no es igual sin ti,
y aunque pase lo que pase
seguiras dentro de mi.
Y no se que paso
y no se en que falle,
si mi amor te lo entregue a ti,
(solo a ti uo uo,
te quiero para mi,
mas nunca sabre, mas nunca podre).
Y no se que paso,
y no se en que falle,
si mi amor te lo entregue a ti,
Y no se que paso,
y no se en que falle,
pues si tu no estas aqui,
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
It's ringing all over town, gonna tear the big house down
y' take my baby, y' take my home
y' takin' my sunshine, now leave alone
Y' diggin' a mountian and lookin' for gold
you worship a calf like days of old
who rings the bell?
who rings the bell?
Somebody's having sleepless nights
Dante's turning out the lights
Y' diggin' a mountian and lookin' for gold
you worship a calf like days of old
who rings the bell?
who rings the bell?
Living like the Versailles fool
playing with the golden rule
y' take my baby, y' take my home
y' takin' my sunshine, now leave alone
y' diggin' a mountian and lookin' for gold
you worship a calf like days of old
y'r rising high in the public eye
six feet of dirt cut you to size
y' take my baby, y' taking my home
you take my sunshine now leave alone!
who rings the bell?
who rings the bell?
(Brewster-Neeson-Brown)
there you go -- ahead of the rest
you say you're the first, but first ain't the test
places you go
but you don't know who's left
the strangers you know
you have learned to impress
look around, you make a break
with every chance you take
Where do you run
how do you love
you know you got it all
but can't get enough
Look at you, the night is your cross
I heard you cry -- you've been wasted and lost
(Brewster-Neeson-Amanda Brewster)
Howling wind, let it blow
easy come, easy go
When the time comes
you'll be the first to know
Late at night, dressed to kill
how could I hold you still
When the time comes
you'll be the first to know
When the time comes
you'll be the first to know
Hold me lover, take me down
come on over my side of town
When the time comes
When the time comes
you'll be the first to know
When the time comes...
(Spencer-Brewster-Eccles)
I've been down the impossible
I've been back to bar rule
I've been thrown like a paper doll
blowin' out of control
I've been picked out
I've been tested
had my big blood rush rejected
You can tear me apart
Tear me apart in slow motion
tear out my heart, that's devotion
So young and primitive
set the blanket on fire
so unpredictable
she's so beautiful
I've been victim
in a vacuum
been the poison in the perfume
You can tear me apart
Tear me apart in slow motion
tear out my heart, that's devotion
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Wrong notes, old frustrating used quotes
men with pencils making copious notes
out in the dark, cut the far left wing
an old man shaking a sheet of tin
judgement's fallen, the well spawned webs
pictures of old used bareness
local priest still holds the floor
with the same old lines from the time before
Don't you know when I've had enough
laugh it off, ain't that tough
don't you know when I've had enough
I like to be alone
want to be alone, just to be alone
Sacred profession still guards the walls
but my castle keeps guarantees the fall
selling souls for a mean half truth
but the power and the king shared the palace roof
welcome flowers lead a funeral train
when you're out in the desert don't you pray for me
Don't you know when I've had enough
laugh it off, ain't that tough
don't you know when I've had enough
I like to be alone
want to be alone, just to be alone
And they fool themselves
into thinking that they're talking about
taht they never doubt it,
want to be alone, just to be alone
Save me
(Spencer-R. Brewster)
Show me that rhythm
show me body talk
got no inhibitions
no reserve at all
she's electric
she just seems to feel it
she got soul affection in the way she walk
Turn into liquid
with her legs on fire
gold and feathers
hanging by a thread
Fuel for fantasy
smoother than an angel
sweat fed dancer, born and bred
She's so out of reach
baby I can learn what you can teach
she's a rhythm rude girl
Move it up baby
in your silver shoes
you're in the spotlight
you got all the moves
Fuel for fantasy
lips dig into danger
sweat fed dancer, born and bred
She's so out of reach
baby I can learn what you can teach
she's a rhythm rude girl
(Brewster-Eccles-Spencer-Morley-Neeson)
Y'got a whiplash body
y'got a space age mind
y'r a wildcat honey
on a straight ace ride
You can count me in
on anything
Y'made a deal with the devil
with y'r rag doll eyes
y'got a switchblade ready
for the sacrifice
Just touch me once (break that fever)
touch me once (red back fever)
listen to y'r heartbeat
touch me now
Y'got a silent number
for a special price
y'hear the backdoor rumble
get y'r loaded dice
You can count me in
on anything
Just touch me once (red back fever)
listen to your heartbeat
(Spencer-R. Brewster)
Pickin' at a loose end, loose end
pickin' at a loose end
livin' in a pig pen, start a new trend
Just like the real thing, real thing
just like the real thing
fade into oblivion with a new friend
Eyes going zig-zag
put him in a body bag
Pushin' in the neighbourhood
just like ya momma knew you would
Poor little Kathleen, Kathleen
poor little Kathleen
only fifteen and caught in between
She wanna buy a sten gun, sten gun
she wanna buy a sten gun
learn to salute, ain't that obscene
Look like a new recruit
cheaper than a prostitute
Pushin' in the neighbourhood
just like ya momma knew you would
Act like a caveman, caveman
act like a caveman
swallow it up and start a new plan
Tight as a wet suit, wet suit
tight as a wet suit
button it up with a broken hand
In through the steel gate
up against a dead weight
tryin' to make a clean break
jump before it's too late
Push! Shove!
back down momma!
(Bailey-Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Creatures are moving in
the menace is at the gate
early reports from a reliable source
label him as easy to hate
defences on red alert
medical men and machines
classical dancing and classical jazz
the occupation now is better than dreams
Friend or foe
well you're never gonna know
`cause you got your sights in an automatic pilot
men work late
you're hot on the heels of the lastest
public enemy number one
Public address is on
making a dummy run
got to destroying the alien crown
dedicated to get ever last one
nameless faces never ending
different voices closing in again
Friend or foe
well you're never gonna know
`cause you got your sights in an automatic pilot
men work late
you're hot on the heels of the lastest
public enemy number one
Creatures are moving in
the menace is at the gate
early reports from a reliable source
label him as easy to hate
defences on red alert
medical men and machines
classical dancing and classical jazz
the occupation now is better than dreams
nameless faces never ending
different voices closing in again
Friend or foe
well you're never gonna know
`cause you got your sights in an automatic pilot
men work late
you're hot on the heels of the lastest
public enemy number one
Friend or foe
well you're never gonna know
`cause you got your sights in an automatic pilot
men work late
you're hot on the heels of the lastest
public enemy
never let him get to me
live in my vecinity
got to be the same as me
any anormality
never let him get to me
latest public enemy number one
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Released as b-side to "Face The Day", October 1980
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Home movies, cold U.V.'s more groovies
waiting for a ticket of leave
some learners get nervous, the perverts
all want to play with Eve
sat back to look at your cracked actors
drowning in a sea of smiles
blue doorways lead four ways they always
said you were a lonely child
Poor baby, poor baby
poor baby, too tough to talk to me
Inspection, correction, rejection
caught in a cul-de-sac
ignition, collision, admission
that you want to double back
poor baby, don't listen, had visions
what life is really like
you waited, debated, delayed it
then you shut your eyes
Poor baby, poor baby
poor baby, too tough to talk to me
You found out, your big out leaves no doubt
you've lost your head in the skies!
striped lady, she's crazy, picks daisies
she's got the neon eyes
give money, it's funny you dummy
baked your cake and ate it too
the truth is that sometimes
just one time can be enough with you!
Poor baby, poor baby
poor baby, too tough to talk to me
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
(Would you like some of this?)
Drop the morning overdose, the day has just begun
draw back te veil, bare your stonenity, your bleeding gums
you look in the looking glass before you look outside
stand and stare your fish-eye's open wide
Live along the hour glass, don't need no alibi
the tragic end that's just begun
there's a shodow in your eye
the day is only half past, you might see eye to eye
but who'd make love to and outcast?
Take off your jewel of jewels, where's your social war?
just don't leave your wet footprints on my bedroom door
you look at the lightning, you do not blink
feeling for the scar -- but it's too late now
to suffer much -- it's gone too far
(Ian Hunter)
Well the times gettin' hard for you little girl
I'm a hummin' and a strummin' all over God's world
you don't remember when you got your last meal
and you forgot just how a woman feels
you didn't know what rock n' roll was
until you met a drummer on a greyhound bus
I got there in the nick of time
before he got his hands across your state line
well in the middle of the night
on the open road
and the heater don't work and it's oh-so cold
you're gettin' tired, you're lookin' kinda peaked
the music off the street, drive you off your feet
you didn't know how rock n' roll looked
until you caught your sister with a guy from the crew
half-way home in the parking lot
by the look in her eyes she was givin' what she got
Once bitten twice shy, babe
Woman you're a mess gonna die in your sleep
all the blood on my hand and my Les Paul heat
I can't leave you home cos you're runnin' around
my best friend told me you're the best trick in town
You didn't know that rock n' roll burned
so you bought a candle and you loved and you learned
you got the rhythm, you got the speed
mamma's little baby likes it short and sweet
Once bitten twice shy, babe
I didn't know ya got a rock n' roll record
until a saw your picture on another guy's jacket
you told me I was the only one
and look at you now, well it's dark as it's dumb
Once bitten twice shy, babe
(Bidstrup-Neeson)
Amanda the actress waits at the station
she's drifting with nothing to do
with dilettante steps she's quick to accept
the weather and times turning screw
she lives in a tower with defences
she learned from her mother and friends
she walks like a pharaoh, dresses in day-glo
when she's in pain she pretends...
That late in the night when the lights are all out
then she slips off her stockings and shoes
she makes you her lover and lets you discover
the smiles she keeps, she keeps for you
She keeps no, she keeps no
she keeps no secrets from you
Facing the morning, wearing her shadow
she throws her dice and I-ching
success in Japan, a rescuing man
knows she won't change anything
`Cause late in the night when the lights are all out
then she slips off her stockings and shoes
she makes you her lover and lets you discover
the smiles she keeps, she keeps for you
She keeps no, she keeps no
she keeps no secrets from you
she keeps no secrets from you
she keeps no secrets from you
she keeps no secrets from you
Can you please tell me what the time is?
(Spencer-Brewster-Eccles)
Can you hear me?
I'm speaking to you
this is it
there are no more words
come back
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Try to find an empty seat up at the front
to take a chance on a loaded dice
and if you they will remember you cause
they know once is nothing when you need it twice
Take care of desire, beware of the bad nights
make sure that you feel alright because
night comes early when you're lonely
When you said you wanted aces and eights
you added fire to the joker's curse
you volunteered to return for more
well he's got you now for better of for worse
Doing time on your own, can't see where you're goin'
your precious fantasy still leves you lonely
In the night, do you wait for the time to pass?
in the night, do you make love to your looking glass?
Night come early when you're lonely
night comes early when you are alone
(Neeson-Leib)
It's the nature of the beast
to satisfy his every appetite
he's never worried `bout the cost
he never worries of he's wrong or right
and there's no method to his madness
you watch him step up to the firing line
she's almost close enough to touch
he feels the heat and reads the danger sign
and it's all a game
it doesn't matter who plays
It's the nature of the beast
to jump into the fire
tell me can't you feel the heat
see you walking on the wire
At the crossroads of the night
too scared of passion but too lonely to run
nobody wants to lose control
nobody wants to be the careless one
throwing caution to the wind
`cos making love is like a trial by fire
and though you know you might get burned
you've got to go with what your heart desires
between love and pain
it never knows any shame
It's the nature of the beast
to jump into the fire
tell me can't you feel the heat
see you walking on the wire
And it's all a game
you never know any shame
It's the nature of the beast
It's the way of the beast
I know you've had the feeling
and it makes you lose control
and it makes wake up screaming
It's the nature of the beast
(Steve Marriott)
There she is again, steppin' out of her limousine
lookin' like the cover on a twenty dollar magazine
she's got it where you find it, if y' know what I mean
She's a natural born woman
There she is again, watch her stop the main street in its tracks
lookin' like a creole queen, hair hangin' down her back
I said don't look too long boy, she'll make y'r glasses crack
She's a natural born woman
Lookin' out my backdoor wandering which way to go
thinkin' `bout the city and a rock n roll show
come on sweet-eyed Suzie together we can lose control
She's a natural born woman
He’s been away, you hung around & bothered me every night
When I wouldn't go out with you, you said things that weren't very nice
My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
When you see him comin' better cut out on the double
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
You been spreadin' lies that I was untrue
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
So look out now 'cause he's comin' after you
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey he knows that you've been tryin', And he knows that you've been lyin'
He's been gone for such a long time
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
But now he's back and things will be fine
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
You're gonna be sorry you were ever born
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
'Cause he's kinda big and he's awful strong
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
Hey he knows I wasn’t cheatin', Now you're gonna get a beatin'
What made you think he'd believe all your lies
Ba-ooh, Ba-ooh
You're a big man now, but he’ll cut you down to size
Ba-ooh, Wait and see
My boyfriend's back, he's gonna save my reputation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
If I were you I'd take a permanent vacation
(Hey la, hey la, my boyfriend's back)
Yeah, my boyfriend's back
Well look out now, my boyfriend’s back
Well I can see him comin’ so you better get a runnin’ alright now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, my boyfriend’s back
I know he’s comin’ after you because he knows that I’ve been true now
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Holding council with the king and queen
trying hard to decide the fate of the regime
there's only one thing needed to complete the harmonising, that's a man with a voice like a scraping violin.
Waiting for Mr.damage
Toothless jaws gumming meloncholy stuff a burst of rapid fire spanish from a window up above.
Students out to pose in studied dissaray,
Books of Sartre Marcuse openly displayed.
Waiting for Mr. damage
Mr. damage -- walks through the doors of the sacrifial church
Mr. damage -- meets you in the lobby and then leaves you in the lurch
Mr. damage -- stands at the altar sermon of the search, all the faithful follow.
Resident wino stumbling and lurching
walking cadavers smiling and searching
man with the DT's looking at the feable glossy portraits of long dead celebrated people,
Waiting for Mr. damage
Trying hard just to keep a candle lit
a leather flyer leaves the subway anxious to admit
that the marvelled one so recently deposed was seen
three days later in a brand new suit of clothes
a brand new suit of clothes for a very special day
a brand new suit of clothes for a very special day
a very special day, a very special, a very very
very special day...oooowwwww
Mr Damage holds a curse
Mr Damage drives a hearse
Don't you know who did it first...Mr Damage
Holding council with the king and queen
trying hard to decide the fate of the regime
there's only one thing needed to complete the harmonising, that's a man with a voice like a scraping violin.
Waiting for Mr.damage
(Brewster)
You're wasting your time, she's made up her mind
the circuit is closed and nobody knows
she's got a man there
The magic is gone, protected too long
she's a staute in flames
she's found a new game
she's got a man there
Still nothing satisfies, no peace of mind
don't cry when the glamour dies
it happens all the time
Out past midnight every night
keeping secrets out of sight
making love till morning light
She's got a man there