WOOD JACKSON
- CD single: Slow Burn
- CD single: Everyone Says 'Hi' (part 1)
Jackson made twenty tapes in a day
To give away
A give away
And he play
The tunes they'd call creative when they're running out of names
Heaven knows he's really torn it now
But the names it hurt poor jackson stopped the haters in his way
Heaven knows he's for it
Sha-a-a-me!
Hey hey
He was never quite unsure but really sane
Wants to play
Jackson stole twenty souls in a day
To take away
A take away
He takes away
And no complaints
Heart's upon his sleeve and his blade
Wood jackson took the beating every day, given out, passed away, another way
Hey hey
Just wants to play
And how he played
The mob they bleed and tremble when they're running after life
Heaven knows he's really torn it now
The words that killed Wood jackson's friends were written on the wall
Heaven knows he's for it
Shame!
Just wants to play
It's a shame
Shame
It's a shame
Wants to play
It's a shame
It's a shame
Just wants to play
VERSE 1
White light - White light gonna drive me out of my brain
White light - White light gonna make me feel so insane
White heat - White shapin' them down to my toes
White light - White light's got it now, goodness knows
VERSE 2
White light - White light gonna drive me out of my mind
White light - White light's surely gonna make me blind
White heat - White shaping way down to my toes
White light - White light could kill me now, goodness knows
CHORUS
Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White heat
Oh, Oh, White heat
VERSE 1
VERSE 2
CHORUS (twice)
White light's a-flashing
White light
Still feels right
What's that sound, what's that sound
Don't turn on, be dead or alive
No feeling
Here she comes
Oww, yeah
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) here she comes
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Everybody's raised in blindness
Everybody knows it's true
Everybody feels that
everything is real,
anybodys' point of of view
Nobody can break their bondage
Everyone can feel their chains
But even in my life
I knew you found your sight
and nothing would be quite the same
Please help me
Who can I be now?
You found me
Who can I be?
Felled apart, you found me
Now can I be now?
You found me
Now can I be real?
Can I be real?
[somebody real]
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
If it's all a vast creation
Putting on a face that's new
Some-one has to see, uhh,
row for him and me
Some-one, might as well be you
Up in Heaven, any angel
writes a special game to play
Oh-ho, could we, could we make a star
to snatch their angels, boy
Made you row, boy, every day
Please help me
Who can I be now?
You found me
Who can I be?
Felled apart, you found me
Now can I be now?
You found me
Now can I be real?
Can I be?
Who can I be now?
You found me
Who can I be?
Felled upon, you found me
Now can I be now?
You found me
No-o-ow can I, can I be real?
Can I be real?
Can I be real?
Can I be?
[Who] can I be?
Oh babe, babe
[Now] Yeah, can I be [now]?
You found me
[Now] can I be free?
So long child, I'm on my way
And after all is done, after all is done
Don't be down, it's all in the past
Though you may be afraid
So long child, it's awful dark
And I've never felt the sun
I dread to think of when
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
Life burns a savage wound, angry and wrong
Trusting a twisted word, you'll run, run away
You'll take him home
You'll spit and taunt him
But they won't believe you
No matter what you'll say
So long child, it's awful dark
I never felt the sun
I dread to think of when
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
WHEN THE BOYS COME MARCHING HOME
- CD single: Slow Burn + Everyone Says 'Hi' (part 3)
How to make amends for the things they said
The girls avoid the stormy sky
But I and my cloudy face
Will be gone, high-tailing out of here
Is the lights a-blazing in their lonely town?
I love the little cars at dawn
But I and my heathen heart
Will be lain upon some foreign shore
Here's the saddest Joe on the corner of the town
"Listen to the words!" he cries
I love him in his craziness, his tatters and his courage
He'll thumb his nose at the straight and true
When the boys come marching home
They'll fly his rags from the highest tree
When the boys come marching home
(when the boys come marching home)
(home, marching home)
Aching for some innocence and peace of mind
While the moon pulls up its net of souls
The sun presses down on my brave new world
But, in truth, i don't feel brave at all
Leave it all behind me to the townies and the wags
The kids who never learned to smile
While I and the cobbled nag I ride
Stumble down another weary mile
Here's to those who cluster,
Walking through the wars
The girls who never close 'til dawn
They rag upon the feeble
And they swan around the stronger
But their eyes are fixed on the edge of town
When the boys come marching home
They'll slide from view - tiny, two by two
When the boys come marching home
(home, marching home)
(home, marching home)
When the boys come marching home
(when the boys come marching home)
Boys come marching home
(home, marching home)
(home, when the boys come marching home)
(home, marching home)
(home)
(when the boys come marching home)
Chanting
Instrumental
No one can blame you
For walking away
Too much rejection (na na)
No love injection
Life can be easy
It's not always swell
Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl
'Cause it hurts like hell
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true
Down in the underground
A land serene
A crystal moon, ah, ah
It's only forever
Not long at all
Lost and lonely
That's underground
Underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Ha ha I'm underground
Heard about a place today
Nothing never hurts again
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Ah ha I'm underground
Sister sister, please take me down
Ah ah I'm underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
No one can blame you
For walking away
Too much rejection (na na)
No love injection
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true
Down in the underground
A land serene
A crystal moon, ah, ah
It's only
It's only forever
It's not long at all
The lost and the lonely
That's underground
Underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Heard about a place today
Nothing never hurts again
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Ha ha I'm underground
Sister, sister, please take me down
Ah ha I'm underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Ah ha I'm underground
Sister sister please take me down
Ah ha I'm underground
Ah ha I'm underground
Ah ha I'm underground
Daddy Daddy please
Daddy Daddy please
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Sister sister take take me down
Sister sister take take me down
Up every evening 'bout half eight or nine
I give my complete attention
to a very good friend of mine
He's quadraphonic, he's a,
he's got more channels
So hologramic,
oh my T V C one five
I brought my baby home, she
She sat around forlorn
She saw my T V C one five, baby's gone, she
She crawled right in, oh my
She crawled right in my
So hologramic,
oh my T V C one five
Oh, so demonic,
oh my T V C one five
Maybe if I pray every, each night I sit there pleading
'Send back
my dream test baby,
She's my main feature'
My T V C one five, he, he just
Stares back unblinking
So hologramic,
oh my T V C one five
One of these nights I may just
Jump down that rainbow way, be with my baby, then
We'll spend some time together
So hologramic, oh my T V C one five
My baby's in there someplace
Love's rating in the sky
So hologramic,
oh my T V C one five
[CHORUS]
Transition
Transmission
Transition
Transmission
Oh my T V C one five,
oh oh, T V C one five
Oh my T V C one five,
oh oh, T V C one five
Oh my T V C one five,
oh oh, T V C one five
Oh my T V C one five,
oh oh, T V C one five
[CHORUS]
I don't know why but I'm tired of my mind
Pain is over me, overloading
I don't know why but you're trying to be kind
Take off your silver smile, throw your head back
And cry
I don't believe but I'm trying to decide
Which game is best for me, which can I bear
You don't perceive so I'm leading you away
Home were you've never been, non-returning
So cry
Throw a rock upon the road and it breaks into pieces
Shake a branch upon the snow and the sun is defeated
Pull the curtains on yesterday and it seems so much later
Put a bullet in my brain and I'll make all the papers
O o o ooo
I don't know why but I'm tired of my life
Threepenny Pierrot - we love you
Threepenny Pierrot - loves us too
Pockets of gladness, gay time eyes
Comical hero, Threepenny Pierrot
Happy little feet that dance all day
Lonely little heart with lots to say
Stepping footprints on your mind
Offering thoughts of Columbine
Bang the drum and blow the bugle call
Pierrot takes the stage to play for all
For here's a life his fortune rules
Forsaken by his Columbine
Threepenny Pierrot - we love you
Threepenny Pierrot - loves us too
Pockets of gladness, gay time eyes
Comical hero, Threepenny Pierrot
To tap his feet to greet dear Harlequin
The hearts of folks so keenly hard to win
A patchwork frame of tears and wine
The nectar for cruel Columbine
The part of three and leaves the stage forlorn
Puppets cold, their faces sad and drawn
Relive each trial of rise and fall
The love which lacks between us all
Threepenny Pierrot - we love you
Threepenny Pierrot - loves us too
Pockets of gladness, gay time eyes
Comical hero, Threepenny Pierrot
Threepenny Pierrot - we love you
Threepenny Pierrot - loves us too
Pockets of gladness, gay time eyes
Instrumental
Voulez-vous voir un monde étrange
Où l'on aime les démons et pas les anges ?
Suivez-nous, venez visiter
Notre magnifique cité.
Voici Halloween, voici Halloween,
Les citrouilles vont mourir de trouille !
C'est ça Halloween,
Tout le monde a mauvaise mine.
C'est normal ! C'est pour terroriser les citrouilles!
Minuit sonne... C'est l'heure du crime !
Bienvenue à Halloween !
Moi je me cache sous votre lit le soir.
Mes dents, mes yeux brillent dans le noir.
Moi je me cache sous votre escalier,
Doigts de serpents et cheveux d'araignées.
C'est ça Halloween, c'est ça Halloween !
Halloween ! Halloween ! Halloween ! Halloween !
C'est la ville de la nuit...
Les citrouilles chantent et les chauves sourient !
On plaisante, on fait des bêtises,
On ne sait pas quelle sera la prochaine surprise !
Au coin de la rue, il y a des inconnus
Qui surgissent des poubelles pour vous faire...
... Peur !
C'est ça Halloween !
Rouge et noir...
... Gélatine !
Quelle horreur !
C'est un enfer !
Par le feu, par la glace,
Il faut jouer à pile ou face
Et s'envoler à tombeau ouvert !
C'est la ville du crime ! C'est la ville du crime !
Bienvenue à Halloween !
Je perds la tête, quelquefois je l'arrache
Avant de disparaître dans un flash.
Je suis le mort qui prend le mors aux dents...
Je suis le vent qui vous glace le sang...
Moi, je me glisse comme une ombre noire
Et je transforme vos rêves en cauchemars !
C'est ça Halloween, c'est ça Halloween !
Halloween ! Halloween !
Halloween ! Halloween !
Y'a des enfants beaucoup trop sages...
On préfère ceux qui ont la rage !
On fait peur...
... Mais on se domine,
Dans le ville d'Halloween !
On plaisante, on fait des bêtises,
Tout le monde attend la prochaine surprise !
Si Jack le squelette,
Sans tambours ni trompettes,
Surgit dans votre dos,
Vous ne ferez pas de vieux os !
C'est ça Halloween !
C'est la ville du crime,
Bienvenue à l'épouvantable épouvantail !
Bravo Jack !
T'es un crack !
Vive notre nouveau roi !
Jack la gargouille
Est le roi des citrouilles !
C'est ça Halloween, c'est ça Halloween !
Halloween ! Halloween !
Halloween ! Halloween !
C'est la ville de la nuit...
Les citrouilles chantent et les chauves sourient !
Lalala...
Halloween ! Halloween !
Lalala...
Halloween ! Halloween !
Lalala...
Halloween ! Halloween...
I shake
And stare at the sun
Till my eyes burn
I shake
At the mothers brutal vermin
I shake
And stare at the watery moon
With the same desire
As the sober Philistine
And I shake
(Turn and turn again)
Worm, the pain and blade
Turn and turn again
The screw
Is a tightening Atrocity
I shake
For the reeking flesh
Is as romantic as hell
The need
To have seen it all
The Voyeur of Utter Destruction
As beauty
I shake
Turn and turn again
I shake
Turn and turn again
I shake
Research has pierced
All extremes of my sex
Call it a day
Call it a day
Needle point life
Blinds the will to be next
Call it a day
Instrumental
Streets damp and warm
Empty smell metal
Weeds between buildings
Pictures on my hard drive
But I'm the luckiest guy
Not the loneliest guy
Steam under floor
Shards by the mirrors frame
Clouds green and low
No sign, no nothing now
But I'm the luckiest guy
Not the loneliest guy
All the pages that have turned
All the errors left unlearned, oh
Well I'm the luckiest guy
Not the loneliest guy
In the world
Not me
Cow bell strikes another night
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache
You've bought some coffee, butter and bread
You can't make a thing cause the meter's dead
You moved away
Hold your folks you're gonna stay away
Bright lights, Soho, Wardour street
You hope you make friends with the guys that you meet
Somebody shows you round
Now you've met the London boys
Things seem good again, someone cares about you
Oh, the first time that you tried a pill
You feel a little queasy, decidedly ill
You're gonna be sick, but you mustn't lose faith
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace
With the London boys, with the London boys
You're only seventeen, but you think you've grown
In the month you've been away from your parents' home
You take the pills too much
You don't give a damn about that jobs you've got
So long as you're with the London boys
A London boy, oh a London boy
Your flashy clothes are your pride and joy
A London boy, a London boy
You think you've had a lot of fun
But you ain't got nothing, you're on the run
It's too late now, cause you're out there boy
You've got it made with the rest of the toys
Now you wish you'd never left your home
You've got what you wanted but you're on your own
With the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
The sewage,
In a west end city
In a west end city
Smells like daisies
In Stamford Hill
In Stamford Hill
Ain't it fucking curious some other cunts
Are trying to ditch the King
Of Stamford Hill
Of Stamford Hill
The sewage,
In a west end city
In a west end city
Smells like daisies
In Stamford Hill
In Stamford Hill
Ain't it fucking curious some other cunts
Are trying to ditch the King
Of Stamford Hill
Of Stamford Hill
Gonna build an army
March them to the marches
Marching up and down
Watch them flap their little wings
Someone's gonna lose his poxy face
Ain't it fucking curious some other cunts
Are trying to ditch the King
Of Stamford Hill
And so the story goes
they wore the clothes
They said the things
to make it seem improbable
The whale of a lie
like they hope it was
And the Goodmen of Tomorrow
Had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of Brawn
were nicer shorn
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
And the world was asleep
to our latent fuss
Sighing, the swirl through the streets
Like the crust of the sun
The Bewlay Brothers
In our Wings that Bark
Flashing teeth of Brass
Standing tall in the dark
Oh, And we were Gone
Hanging out with your Dwarf Men
We were so turned on
By your lack of conclusions
I was Stone and he was Wax
So he could scream,
and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old
and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo!
it was midnight
Back o' the kitchen door
Like the grim face
on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today
And it was Stalking time
for the Moonboys
The Bewlay Brothers
With our backs on the arch
In the Devil-may-be-here
But He can't sing about that
Oh, And we were Gone
Real Cool Traders
We were so Turned On
You thought we were Fakers
Now the dress is hung,
the ticket pawned
The Factor Max that proved the fact
Is melted down
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead, He could be not
He could be You
He's Camelian, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature
"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
The Bewlay Brothers
In the feeble and the Bad
The Bewlay Brothers
In the Blessed and Cold
In the Crutch-hungry Dark
Was where we flayed our Mark
Oh, and we were Gone
Kings of Oblivion
We were so Turned On
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion
Lay me place and bake me Pie
I'm starving for me Gravy
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
I might just slip away
Just for the Day, Hey!
Baby, you can own two hearts
Baby, don't try to tear me apart
Someone's got to go and I won't, I won't
That's a promise
Baby, you can't fool around
Baby, can't turn me upside down
Someone's got to go and I won't, I won't
That's a promise
It's just a matter of time before you call him on the phone
Tell him please, please leave him alone
Please leave him alone
It's just a matter of time, call him on the phone
Tell him please, please leave him alone
Please leave him alone
Baby, you've got me used
Baby, Can't you be like you?
Someone's got to go and I won't, I won't
That's a promise
Hey man oh leave me alone, you know
Hey man oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
Hey man I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place
Hey man schooldays insane
Hey man my work's down the drain
Hey man well she's total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she... and then she...
CHORUS
Don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Don't lean on me man,
'Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight... she's all right
Hey man, ah Henry, don't be unkind, go way
Hey man, ah! I can't take you this time, no way
Hey man, ah droogie don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes
CHORUS
Ah, hey man!
CHORUS
Aaaaaah Wham Bam Thank you Ma'am!
Instrumental
Instrumental
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Ahhh...
Ahhh...
Doo, doo, doo, do-doh
Doo, doo, doo, do-doh
Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision
Blue, blue, electric blue
That's the colour of my room
Where I will live
Blue, blue
Pale blinds drawn all day
Nothing to do, nothing to say
Blue, blue
I will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And I will sing, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Drifting into my solitude, over my head
Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision
Between the dead ring ash of extreme defense
The lonely groups of company boys
Snapping pictures of scrawny limbs and toothy grins
These are children riding naked on their tourist pals
While the hollows that pass for eyes swell from withdrawal
As he lies on a mattress in a rat infested room
Talking 'bout his family and the cold back home
Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
No one over here reads the papers pal
'Tween the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls
A small black someone jumps over the crazy white god
Cranking up the volume of a Michael Jackson song
Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
No one over here reads the papers pal
'Tween the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls
Where the frangipani scents the air
She mouths a word that breaks his stare
He grunts his reply in a garrulous croak
"That's a mighty big word for a nine year old"
Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
No one over here reads the papers pal
The dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls
Shopping for girls, shopping for girls
Gaze down into her eyes for a million miles
Old Touchschriek was the main nameserver
Suspected of being a shoulder surfer
But he didn't know from shit
About challenge response systems
Now Ramona A Stone we know was selling interest drugs
She got males all hung up on her mind filters
She was if you don't mine me saying so an update demon
Now Leon
He couldn't wait for 12 o'clock midnight
He jumps up on the stage
With a criss criss machete
And slashes around cutting a zero on everything
I mean a zero in the fabric of time itself
Was this a suspect?
I says to myself
Woa! "Quelle courage!"
Oh wait, I'm getting ahead of myself
Let me take you back to when it all began
I feel like a sail-boat
Adrift on the sea
It's a brand new day
So when you gonna phone me
I could take you to heaven
I could spin you to hell
But I'll take you to New York
It's the place that I know well
Sitting on a flagstone talking to a faceless girl
Wondering what to say but my eyes do the talking so well
I duck and I sway - What's my line
Shoot at a full moon - What's my line
What's my line - Shake it baby
Cause love is the answer
Love's talking to me
I'd scream and I'll fight for you
You're better than money
We're the kind of people
who can shake it
if we're feeling blue
When I'm feeling disconnected well I sure know what to do
"Are you okay?
You've been shot in the head
And I'm holding your brains"
The old woman said
So I drink in the shadows
Of an evening sky
See nothing at all
The stars look so special
And the snow looks so old
The frail form is drifting
Beyond the orc's zone
Time to question the mountain
Why pigs can fly?
It's nothing at all
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes
I praise to you
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes, nothing ever goes
Instrumental
I was Ramona A Stone
I started with no enemies of my own
I was an artist
In the tunnel
But I remarring a midilife crisis
And I've been dreaming of sleep
And ape men with metal parts
I've spat upon deeply felt age
I've put my heart's in
And I paint the pretty colours Enghlish
We'll creep together you and I
For I know who this warfriend is like
My name is Mr. Touchshriek
Of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy
My shop sells egg shells off the shesores and
empty females
I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop
To a Mr. Walloff Domburg
A reject from the world wide Internet
He's a broken man
I'm also a broken man
It would be nice to have company
We could have great conversations
Looking through windows for demons
And watching the young advance in all electric
Some of the houses around here
still have inhabitants in them
I'm not sure if they're from this country or not
I don't get to speak much to anyone
or that sort of thing
If I had another broken name
Oh, I dream of something like that
President Joe once had a dream.
The world held his hand,gave their pledge
So he told them his scheme for a Saviour Machine
They called it the Prayer,its answer was law
Its logic stopped war,gave them food,
How they adored till it cried in its boredom,
'Please don't believe in me,please disagree with me
Life is too easy,a plague seems quite feasible now,
or maybe a war,or I may kill you all.
Don't let me stay,don't let me stay.
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green,I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
I need you flying,and I'll show that dying
Is living beyond reason,sacred dimension of time
I perceive every sign,I can steal every mind
Don't let me stay,don't let me stay.
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green,I despise all I've seen
Hey Rosalyn, tell me where you've been
Hey Rosalyn, tell me where you've been
All the night and all the day
Hide and seek's the game you play
Treat me as sure as sin
Oh Rosalyn, yeah Rosalyn
[VERSE]
Hey Rosalyn, you're the girl for me
Hey Rosalyn, you're the girl for me
When I'm holding you so tight
It's so hard to say goodnight
It's you that I love now can't you see?
[CHORUS]
Do you really love me, do you love me true
Do you really love me Rosalyn?
Yeah gotta know, yeah gotta know
Yeah gotta know Rosalyn
[VERSE]
[CHORUS]
Yeah gotta know, yeah gotta know
Yeah gotta know Rosalyn
Rosalyn
Yeah Rosalyn, Rosalyn, Rosalyn, Rosalyn, ooh-yeah, ah
Oh, can you feel it in the way
That a man is not a man?
Can you see it in the sky
That the landscape is too high?
Like a nervous disease
And it's been there all along
It will tumble from the sky
It's been there all along
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
Can you hear it fall
Can you hear it well
Can you hear it at all
I was really feeling good
Reet Petite and how d'ya do
Then I got the small red box
And I didn't know what to do
'Cause my fingers
could not grope
And I could not give it away
And I knew I must not drop it
Stop it, take it away
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
Can you hear it at all
Can you hear it at all
Red Money
Such responsibility
Written by jacques brel - performed by david bowie
In the port of amsterdam
There’s a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of amsterdam
There’s a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps
To the old willow tree
In the port of amsterdam
There’s a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken town fight
In the port of amsterdam
There’s a sailor who’s born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn’s early light
In the port of amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There’s a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he’ll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"hey, bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he’s too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly
In the port of amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They’ve forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of amsterdam
There’s a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He’ll drink to the health
Of the whores of amsterdam
Who’ve given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah, they’ve bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
Well he just can’t go on
Throws his nose to the sky
And he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the port of amsterdam
In the port of amsterdam
Nothing on smoke today
Nothing dies on the wing
Wing's been losing time
An anarchy born in pain
Pain that comes and goes
It goes against all you see
You see I got Gables eyes
And Eisenhower blames the poor
The poor huddled on the curb
Gotta get back in shape
We're backing up a major plan
We're treading on thin, thin ice
We're walking under golden sun
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
(5 more times)
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
I know all the best ways to break out of here
I helped a young laddie called Ivan
I bundled him over the wall last night
Then he climbed back and he grabbed me tight
He uttered some words that I can't say to you
'Cause he remembered that he was a screw
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
My name is Henry though some say I'm thick
I've spent half me life in and out of the nick
My mum sends me presents to keep me in style
Soggy old cakes and hundreds of files
Now I sussed all them files I'm a clever young man
Now I look stupid with manicured hands
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
spoken:
"Double 3, 421" "Here"
"Double 3, 422" "Gruesome"
"Double 3, 423" "I'm here"
"Double 3, 424" "Hello"
"Double 3, 425" "Hi"
"Double 3, 426, Double 3, 426, where is he?"
"Here, keep it up the ledge another course and we're out"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
My name is Regie the scandolous mind
I got seven years so I gossip my time
I gave all the tickbits and pieces of newt
I'm a privilidged corpse and my uniform is blue
The new lads would ask me if I am a screw
I'll tell them oh cheeky not even for you
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
Nobody calls
Fall into pieces
Don't be afraid
Life isn't easy
Sunshine to rain
Counting the windows
But nobody calls
Nobody calls
Sunshine to rain
Smile for the camera
But nobody phones
Nobody phones
Anyone
At all
Not at all (x3)
Nobody phones
Anyone
At all (x4)
Instrumental
Ramona is so cold
When she broke it off with Leon
She said, "The ring is enough
I don't wanna see his face again"
Instrumental
Come on strong, girl
Oh, lay your heavy trip on me
The church of man, love
Is such a holy place to be
Make me, baby
Make me know you really care
Make me jump into the air
CHORUS
Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love [oh no]
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah!
Oh, right on!
Come on, you mothers!
Far out!
Keep your mouth shut
And listen to the word inside
Keep your head on
And open up your eyes real wide
Keep the change, love
Let me fix it for you inside
There isn't any room to hide
CHORUS (x2)
Uhhh
Uhhh
Uhhh
Take it all, take it all
Ahhh!
Ahhh!
Pretty
Uhh (etc...)
War made him a soldier
Little Frankie Mear
Peace left him a loser
The little bombardier
Lines of worry appeared with age
Unskilled hands that knew no trade
Spent his time in the picture house
The little bombardier
Frankie drank his money
The little that he made
Told his woes to no man
Friendless, lonely days
Then one day, in the ABC
Four bright eyes gazed longingly
At the ice-cream in the hand of
The little bombardier
Sunshine entered our Frankie's days
Gone his worries, his hopeless maze
His life was fun and his heart was full of joy
Two young children had changed his aims
He gave them toffees and played their games
He brought them presents with every coin he made
Then two gentlemen called on him
Asked him for his name
Why was he friends with the children
Were they just a game?
Leave them alone or we'll get sore
We've had blokes like you in the station before
The hand of authority said no more
To the little bombardier
Packed his bags, his heart in pain
Wiped a tear and caught a train
Not to be seen in the town again
The little bombardier
I'll give you back my farm and I'll give you back my house
I'll give you back my right to be free
I've got moon, I've got sun
Lightning, lightning, lightning
I've got me, I've got you
Frightening, frightening, frightening
I'll give you back my farm and I'll give you back my house
I'll give you back my right to be free
I'll give you back my farm and I'll give you back my house
I'll give you back my right to be free
I've got moon, I've got sun
(I've got) Lightning, lightning, lightning
I've got me, I've got you
(It's) Frightening, frightening, frightening
It's a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousey hair,
But her mummy is yelling, No!
And her daddy has told her to go,
But her friend is nowhere to be seen.
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seats with the clearest view
And she's hooked on a silver screen,
But the film is a sadd'ning bore
For she's lived it ten times or more.
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go.
It's the freaky show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?
It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow.
And the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again.
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads.
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns,
But the film is a sadd'ning bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more.
She can spit in the eyes of fools,
As I ask you to focus on
Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go.
It's the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?
Translation by mia berg.
Schan aus deinen fenster, schau wer draussen sitzt
Ich bin ? hier wartet schon die ganze nacht
Wenn du dann dein haus verlaesst winke ich und ruft
Ah ha, wunder schoenes maedchen
Mein brennend verlangen er wartet am montag
Gib mir dein herz und lieb mich bis dienstag
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Who’s that hiding in the apple tree, clinging to a branch
Don’t be afraid it’s only me, hoping for a little romance
If you lie beneath my shade, I’ll keep you nice and cool
Ohh, beautiful baby
I was very lonely till I met you on sunday
My passion’s never-ending and I’ll love you till tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Let the wind blow through your hair, be nice to the big blue sea
Don’t be afraid of the man in the moon, because it’s only me
I shall always watch you until my love runs dry
Ohh, beautiful baby
My heart’s a flame, I’ll love you till tuesday
My head’s in a whirl and I’ll love you till tuesday
Lieb, lieb, lieb, lieb, lieb mich bis dienstag
Lieb, lieb, lieb, lieb, lieb mich bis dienstag
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Na ja vieleicht wird sie auch mittwoch
Valentines Day, 25, June, 16th, Wednesday, July 6th, 20, 0, 20, 15,
Martin Luther King Day, June 18th, June 6th, Wednesday,
August 18th, 9th, 1999, 12, Nicholas, August, Wednesday, 13th, Sunday, 5th,
March, October, January, October 13th,
Wednesday, Martin Luther King Day, afternoon, in view of nothing, 20, 0, 1,
I don't want knowledge, I want certainty
I don't want knowledge, I want certainty
I don't want knowledge, I want certainty
In the street a man shouts out loud
A wallet drops and money flies into the midday sun
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Oh I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Sure I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
I don't want knowledge, I want certainty
I don't want knowledge, I want certainty
In a house a man drops dead
As he hits the floor he sighs
What a morning
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Sure I get a little bit afraid
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground
Sure I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Oh I get a little bit afraid
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire (I don't want knowledge, I want certainty)
Earthlings on fire (I don't want knowledge, I want certainty)
Sometimes
Earthlings (I don't want knowledge, I want certainty)
I don't want knowledge
I don’t want knowledge
I want certainty
On the street
A man shouts out loud
A wallet drops
And money flies into the midday
With this sound
With this sound
With this sound mark the ground
Sure I get a little afraid -
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
In a room a man drops dead
As he hits the floor he sighs
’what a morning’
With this sound
With this sound
With this sound mark the ground
Sure I get a little afraid -
Sometimes
Earthlings on fire
Earthlings on fire
(with Tina Turner)
Everything will be alright tonight
Everything will be alright tonight
No one moves
No one talks
No one thinks
No one walks tonight
Tonight
Everyone will be alright tonight
Everyone will be alright tonight
No one moves
No one talks
No one thinks
No one walks tonight
Tonight
I am gonna love you till the end
I will love you till I reach the end
I will love you till I die
I will see you in the sky
