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Top Bob Geldof, Too Late God

Too late
It's too late God
Didn't you get my message
Too late
It's too late God
Didn't you get my call
How long
How long con
Combien ans avant mon respond
How long
Un a cent
Un a cent a mort (or more)
Time flies
Like a brick
Sliding down my face like jelly roll
Try to hide
My belly slide
Half-way to being old
Things you do
Things you don't do
Things you do or don't will haunt you
It's harder to
Start anew
And I wouldn't if I could do
Fell in love
Fell out of love
Melted down like Chernobillyboil
Fell in love my turtledove
Turtles fly too slow
Incarnate
Re-incarnate
Incarnate me in my muddy hole
Won't come back
As a rat
Wouldn't if I could do
There I was
Here I am
A responsible citizen
A pillar of
All that's good
Put myself to sleep
Hormone twitch
Get the itch
Headfirst into male-o-menopause
Like a twat
Dye my thatch
Get an eighteen year old girl
Friends of mine
Leave their wives
For a top-down B.M.W
They seemed so sane yesterday
Life is really strange
Here we go
Here we go
Singing like some soccer hooligan
Call you back
When I'm at
70 years old
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*written by Bob Geldof, Rick Smith, and Karl Hyde

Top Bob Geldof, My Birthday Suit

I meant to say
I thought you knew
I always prayed
For me and you
The birthday suit
In which I was born
Is torn and frayed
Is ripped and worn
Never mind
And everything we've been
Has been undone
And everything we did
Is been and gone
And left unsung
I meant to say
I thought you knew
I always prayed
For me and you
But never mind

Top Bob Geldof, Mudslide

Dog days fall
Without saying anything
Razzing round your head
Like unwanted flies
One day I`ll get it together
And buy one of those
Electric blue fly killer things
Mount it on the kitchen wall over there
And watch `em fry (wouldn`t you?)
Watch `em die (couldn`t you?)
Pass the time (shouldn`t you?)
And you did...didn`t you?
Baby, baby love falls away
Floats away
Melts into the April air
Summer`s coming
I caught it on the hill
Over-ripe already
Still unfilled (wouldn`t you?)
Unfulfilled (couldn`t you?)
Still unstilled (shouldn`t you?)
And didn`t you?
Here we all are
Sitting on a mudslide
Are you on my side
Or are you on the other side`s side
Here we all are
Standing in a minefield
How does your mind feel?
Standing in my field?
Hey Adrian, I`ve been dreaming
of deserts again
Crocodiles of weeping children
Pass as slow as the sky
Their eyes the only source of water
For two thousand miles
What does it all mean?
I wake up and I swat the night
But everything`s so dusty
So empty
So arid (wouldn`t you?)
So dry (couldn`t you?)
But you did, didn`t you?

Top Bob Geldof, A Hole To Fill

Everybody's got a hole to fill
It doesn't matter if your name is Jack or Jill
Everybody's got a hole that they need filled
She wakes up
Still looking lost
And says what's the point of this
And I say not a lot
Still she gets up
And through her weary smile
She tries to find the strength
To carry on a while
Two days ago
She wrote away
To a mail order guru
Her postal sage
Who promised answers
By return of mail
Explaining why
Sometimes it seems
The world has failed
He wrote back
I left the pub last night
And I was just in time
To see them break my windows
And slash my tyres
I'm a liberal I thought
As I felt my anger rise
I was desperately searching
For my feminine side
But my feminine side
Was on her morning coffee break
I beat the shit out of one
And boy, I felt great
Hey Bob, he said don't get annoyed
We all find different ways
To fill up the void

Top Bob Geldof, A Gospel Song

If you see her say hello
If she asks how I'm doing let her know
If she says is he O.K. say it's slow
But he's coming round
And if you sleep with her
Through the darkest night
And you wake beside her in the early light
Kiss her gently like I might
And bring her round
If she stumbles if she trips and slows
In the darkest rain and through the driving snow
Bring her straight here
I'll be on my own
But bring her round
And every dream and every shadow that you heard
Makes you want to cry
'Cause it's a big bad world
If you want her let her know
If she's leaving let her go
All of this will pass but it passes slow
And you'll come around
When the wind blows through October skies
And you wake up in the cold twilight
And you stretch your hand out and there's
Nothing there but the night
And the darkness is all around
If you see her say hello
If she asks how I'm doing let her know
If she says is he O.K. say it slow
But he's coming round
When the rain falls from the blackened sky
There's a heart breaking but it feels alright
See I should have done something but I let it slide
And I'll come around
Every dream and every shadow that you've heard
Don't make it cry like you want to die
In this big bad world.
*Taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"

Top Bob Geldof, Attitude Chicken

Later on that evening when
I thought I'd had enough
I sat down in a restaurant and
Over powdered drugs
I ordered up some dew-soaked lettuce
Picked by virgin hands
Nestling on a bed of
Pearl encrusted clams
Well the waiter's name was Renee and
He told me how his aunt
Who had 47 children
And how they'd always planned
To grow the smallest vegetables in
All the kingdom's land
"They're poor," he said "but happy and
Well that's what really counts"
And every evening after
Their 20 hour day
They'd sleep content imagining
That restaurant far away
Where fat fucks in designer suits
Would order over deals
The smallest portions of these
Tiny morsels for their meals
Still the blood it clots
And the hearts get stricken
See everybody's searching for...that attitude chicken
My Porsche got stuck in traffic and
My girlfriend said get real
How dare you get me stuck here
How d'you think that made me feel
I got a Yamaha 5 Million
A bike was what I needed
With my name spelt on the number plate
Like Paul Revere on speed
Yes my girlfriend's name is Anne
But she says the K is silent
Put the H after the A or
She gets "rilly violent"
She wears designer jewels
And she's got designer clothes
Which go with her designer mouth
Eyes, ass, tits and nose
And she does another line
And she's talking finger lickin'
And that's my signal to send our for...that attitude chicken
A special breed
That fills the need
Is bred to feed
The endless greed
Yes it's poultry time
For all you little kittens
Let's get hip and do...attitude chicken
Now when she comes she screams designer screams
At precisely the right moment
Loud enough so the neighbours hear
And think I'm really potent
She's considerate like that
Which is why I guess I love her
And by that I hope you don't think
That I am trying to smother
Her uniqueness or her freedom
To find some other lovers
And express herself sexually
In attempting to discover
The inner self that every modern woman
In the land
Has a democratic right to
Which I as modern man
Of course respect and understand
And indeed can empathise with
Appreciate, articulate
Feel for and sympathise with
And any reference I might make
To her sexually
Has been vetted and approved of
By the Woman's Commissary
Still the plans get hatched
And the plots the thicken
See everybody's looking for...that attitude chicken
Neatly packaged politics
For all the little minds
It's the special interest lobby
For these multi-cultured times
The Politically Correct
Are the Nazis of our time
When it's the freedom of ideas
That makes man civilised
Let's drag out the old scapegoat
If he's still alive and kicking
And go riding off in glory for that...attitude chicken
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble
Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck
Attitude chicken
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail
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*written by Bob Geldof

Top Bob Geldof, A Rose At Night

Here she comes like a Queen all through the wintertime
Skirts that billow long after she's gone
Yes I could smell her smell on the pillow late at night
She's a rose that blooms at night
And all the streets were wet and slicked with rain
Outside my green front door
Number 48 seemed dull by comparison
I went on down to the pub to stock up for the long night by myself
That's one way out of this cold and lonely world
Yes I'll be a rose that blooms tonight
The city's quiet
The rioters have all gone home now
The fire brigades' sirens have been locked up for the night
There's a blackout down on Brown Street
Where all the blues come home
And yes there's a rose that blooms at night
Now Jim he packed up all his bags and said
"It's time to get out of here"
But his wife and children they were crying out in the kitchen
Out in the back
Once a year he remembers that scene
But it seems so long ago now
He tries to remember but he can't
You don't look back
Memories - they're like a rose that blooms at night
There's a clock that never strikes
In the Town Hall's towers of steel
There's a road that's never used
It's never kissed with the hiss of wheel
In your mouth is a rusted brace
That you flash with your junkyard smile
Shine on like a rose at night
*written by Bob Geldof

Top Bob Geldof, 10:15

Jeanne saved my soul. Again last
night. She bathed me in love. She
told me I was beautiful. And I
made her come a lot. She made
me special perfumed tea. Went
and bought patisserie. Put on
music....Bob Marley. Lay me
back. And fed me.
She read a poem by Baudelaire.
Sitting naked in the chair. Her
perfume filled the holy air. And
eased my tired heart. She lit a
fire later on. Put her bra and
panties on. I watched her as
her beauty shone. And filled my
empty soul. And though I did
my best and tried.
Sadness claimed me and I cried.
She wiped the wetness from my
eyes. Being kind. She said she
didn`t mind. She drew a bath and
washed me clean. Then kneeling
took me by degrees. She held
me till I went to sleep. Then put
me on the 10:15.
God you work in wondrous ways.
Bless this girl for all her days.
And when I`m old and tired and
grey. I`ll think of this day.

Top Bob Geldof, Yeah, Definitely

If I fall down on my knees
And my tear-stained cheeks say please
Well yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And if you take me
From this world
Of lies and pain and hurt
Well yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
From your mouth you breathe
The breath of Summer's kiss
The magic words of calm
Come pouring from your lips
Hey babe come here quick
My head is pounding
My mind is sick
Yeah
Everybody I know said you must be joking
When they saw me with you
The laughed until they choked
And I know when it gets too much
I'll lean on you
My velvet crutch
Oh yeah
Hey you pretty thief
You stole my fear
And gave me peace of mind
Yeah
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*written by Bob Geldof

Top Bob Geldof, Let It Go

My friend she's on fire
She's burning like a juniper tree
She don't know what to do
But I do
'Cause she do it to me
Let it go let it go
It's not nice to be like ice
It's much better if you feel like fire
Yes there's a bad moon coming up
And I can see it's on the cusp
Electric winds are shrieking up in the wires
But it's a warm evening out
It feels like New Orleans blue
On the spray from the African shore
Oh we could make it coast to coast
She said "Ain't that the most?"
But I could tell she'd heard it all before
Let it go let it go
Let it shine down on me
Is this a love affair or is this a crime
Is this religion without priests, prayers or pews
This is the view from the left-over shelf
This is the punchline and the joke's on you
I don't need her kissy lips
I don't need her armies or her pearls
I fell asleep and dreamed of far off lands
When I awoke I nearly married that girl
Let it go let it go
*taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"

Top Bob Geldof, Inside Your Head

You got the gold, I got the lead
What the fuck`s going on
Inside you`re head
You got the juice, you left me the dregs
What the fuck`s going on
Inside your head
Must it always come to this
Someone out there
Must be taking the piss
Does it always have to
Turn to shit
Someone out there`s
Seriously taking the piss
You got the view, I got the ledge
What the fuck`s going on
Inside your head
You got the palace, you left me shed
What the fuck`s going on
Inside your head
You got a life, you left me for dead
What the fuck`s going on
Inside your head
So why put a noose around your neck
What the fuck`s going on

Top Bob Geldof, The Song Of The Emergent Nationalist

Over there across the river,
Comin' in over the sea,
Flyin' in the salt sky,
Washed up on the beach,
Over and across the sand dunes,
Up among the broken reeds,
Up there past the rushes,
In among the marshy reeds,
Way up in the branches,
Higher up than the trees,
If you listen hard you can the sounds
Blowin' in on the breeze,
Sayin' "Come back, Baby come back.
"Come back, Baby come back."
There's a place you can go when you're empty,
The older you are and you get,
If you concentrate you'll catch up,
But sometimes you have to forget.
And as the years make hearing hard,
There's a secret place that I know,
Take my hand across this blasted land,
We can listen to them sigh and moan,
Whisper, "Come back, Baby come back.
"Come back, Baby come back."
Where is your culture? It's been stolen.
Where are your ideals? They've been stolen.
Where is your nation? It's been stolen.
Where is your language? Gone.
Where are your traditions? Robbed.
Where is your future? It's been stolen.
Who are you now? We don't know.
We're nothing now, we are gone.
But whispered secret voices,
Who we have already withdrawn
We are shadows of what we were.
We're long, long shadows.
And in that shadows is a shape,
And in that shape is a name,
And where we hide it is dark,
But in the dark it is warm,
We are born in this dark,
And we're safe.
When it's time,
We'll come again,
When it's time,
We'll come back in,
When it's time,
We'll come again,
When it's time,
We'll come again,
Baby come back,
Come back.
Baby come back.
Gone, gone, gone.
Gone, gone, gone.

Top Bob Geldof, The New Routine

Sink with me beneath the waves
Drowning not waving
Stay a little
Dream a while
On loving and being loved
Brilliant shafts of chemical light
Pierce the gloom
Turn on the night
Talk to me a while
On loving and being loved
Whatja have to do to get a drink here
Whatja have to do to get a drink
Trip down to the great unconscious
Lose yourself feel slightly nauseous
Past nowhere, nothing
And the void between them
It`s red and gold and orange too
This underwater`s much too blue
Silent silver jellyfish sail past you
The cushion`s soft, the fire`s warm
The candle burns
This feels like home
I fall into your arms
Almost happy
It`s not exactly Ovaltine
But welcome to the new routine

Top Bob Geldof, Pale White Girls

Pale white girls.
Look for love.
Pale white bodies.
Stretch for love.
Searching the flesh. Scraping of bones.
Limbs that are trembling babe.
For something to hold. Languid and liquid.
Well maybe I`ll stay. Marbles and ghostly girls.
Take me away. Your mouth om my body.
In this tall room. Crushed, bruised and crimson.
Lit by the moon. The fluorescent moon.
Sacred those hours. Away from the storm.
Wrenched from the deepest pits.
Crying 'Reborn, Reborn, Reborn'.
And I will not follow. And I will not lead.
Your permissions to bleed.
Have been guaranteed. By the one.
Whose approval you seek.
Pale white girls.
Scratch for love.
Pale white bodies.
Stretch for love.
The crucifix stares. From its hip-cocked heights.
But I hold the secrets now. Velvet the night.
And I will not follow. Why waste my time.
My permission to bleed. Has been guaranteed.

Top Bob Geldof, Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things

This is the moment that we come alive
I'm handing out the breath and the kiss
I'm electric with the snap and the crackle of creation
I'm mixing up the mud with the spit
So rise up Brendan Behan
And like a drunken Lazarus
Let's traipse the high bronze of the evening sky
Like crack crazed kings
Voyager 2, where are you now?
Looking back at home and weeping
Cold and alone in the dark void
Winding down and bleeping
Ever dimmer ever thinner
Feebly cheeping in the solar winds
I'll turn you up, sail on, sail on, sail on
On past the howling storms
Through electric orange skies
And blinding methane rain
Sail on, I'll turn you up
Never bring me down to earth again
Let me blaze a trail of glory across the sky
Let me traipse across it's golden high
Let me marvel in wonder and unfettered gaze
At the bigness and implausibility of being
Yes, stretch out your hands
Into infinity you human things
Past blind moons and ice cream worlds
You hurl your metal ball of dull intelligence
And show us all our fragile grip
As we too track with you
Slower but no less insistent
Like the only fertile seed
In the barren vault of being, sail on
Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of empty worlds
Waiting for the final primary come of life
I'll turn you up
And I'm thinking big things
I'm thinking about mortality
I'm thinking it's a cheap price
That we pay for existence
This is the moment that we come alive
This is the breath and this is the kiss
No we're in Paris, in the ball gowns
In the high heels, in the snow
And we're spinning 'round Versailles
In a Volkswagen Beetle that we'd hired for the day
(At the cheap rate)
The room without the shower was cold again
"Are we already middle-aged", she said
And I said, "I feel nothing, I feel like a jelly-fish"
"Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she joked
And she laughed her brittle head
And we went back to bed
And I've been thinking about these things
I've been thinking about Voyager 2

Top Bob Geldof, Walking Back To Happiness

Dark skies are falling down on my head tonight
But I looked up and I could clearly see that moon
For a second I thought I was somewhere
Romantic like Mississippi
But I was walking down Chelsea Bayou
It takes you by suprise the places you find yourself in
One minute you're here
Next minute you're there
And then you're gone
If it wasn't for a well placed sense of direction
You could lose your head and simply carry on
Walking back to happiness
I've been walking back to happiness
Like Helen Shapiro did
Me and Helen
Arm in arm
Foghorns boom the daylight gloom descends
Too soon on wintry afternoons
That frightened heart of youth is with me now
Still staring out from it's upstairs room
And you can take any road you wish to walk on
You can swim to the furthest shore
Or you can be like Joan of Arc babe
And plug into the planet's core
And go walking back to happiness
I feel happy already watch me smile
See me laughing
Later on see me cry
And as it gets colder and the night wears on a little bit
I cool down yes I cool my heels
I remember my father and me down on the East Pier
He's pointing at the ships saying "They're leaving here"
Where do they go?
Where do they go?
Eastward Ho
Eastward Ho
Yes I remember my father
Standing on the edge of the Pier
Pointing with his finger "Eastward Ho"
And were walking back to happiness
And here we go
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*written by Bob Geldof

Top Bob Geldof, My Hippy Angel

All the birdies swimming in the sea
All the fishies hanging in the trees
All the people down on their knees
Rise up as one and sing
And in the middle of my troubled sleep
My hippy angel came to me
Saying chill out, be cool, stay free
I said I'm not sure what you mean
And she said
Love is all around
It's coming up from under the ground
Live like radiation
Radiate across the entire nation
Love for you and me
Moving out across the EEC
Love it goes so far
Travelling out across the USSR
Loving going all the way
Stretching right across the USA
Love in Asia Minor
Africa, India, Australia and China
Come on
All the people in their cardboard boxes
The old and lonely in their tower blockses
The frightened ones who need some calm
My hippy angel said we all must chant
And all the birdies swimming in the sea
And all the people hanging from the trees
And all the fishies down on their knees
Rise up as one and sing
Love is all around

Top Bob Geldof, Words From Heaven

Don't be confused
You're back in time again
It's funny but it's true
They state your case
Praise your name and the last place
Where you lived without a trace
Except that face that shone for you
That faith belonged to you
It saw you through again
Those eyes of Danish blue
Set in pain
We all thought you were so brave
When they laughed called you insane
But now they're saying it was true
Yes now they're saying
These words came from heaven
I'm happy for you
We've got to laugh again
Cos when they thought they had you
Stretched on racks
You refused to answer back
You sat still you never cracked
Till they backed down in front of truth
And now they say
These words came from heaven
Straight to you.
*taken from the album "Deep in the heart of Nowhere"

Top Bob Geldof, WHEN I WAS YOUNG

Live fast
Be a spark and glow a while
You'll be dead a long, long time
Be a shooting star
And in one mad moment
Burning bright
Light the night
And make us stand in awe
Live fast
Be a supernova
Explode now while you can
Then flashing in the pan
Be a streak of red
Against the grey
Do it young
Don't let time slip away
And make us real
And feel
And see
Your beauty
Live fast.
When I was young
I would do a million things
Dreaming up a thousand schemes
I would change the world each night
I would tear the stars apart
Confusion tore that pounding heart
With certainty that things weren't right
I'd read all that student stuff
Read it till I'd had enough
Then making up my own mind
Think it
Feel it
I believed I'd never die
When I was young
When I was young
Hopes were built like shining spires
Reaching up and spearing skies
That rained their bitter tears around
I remember all these things and more
I believed I'd never die
When I was young
Baby, baby, baby when the whole world turns around
Baby, baby, baby keeps both feet on the ground
Baby, baby, baby when there's nothing else to do
Then baby, baby, baby I hold on tight to you
Cos there ain't no rear view mirror in my car
I ain't looking back

Top Bob Geldof, Mind In Pocket

Say what you want
Stuffed air, muggy, thunderous July
Snatches of human drum `n` bass rolling by
Noise intrudes into my interesting mood
Over half-read books
And half-eaten food
Upstairs they`re staging the usual riot
But I`d prefer it to the silence
I`m more afraid of quiet
I need the cities shrieks
This night of urban charms
There`s people on the street
Dancing to their car alarms
Put your mind in your pocket
Put your pocket
Where your mouth should be
Talk to totally nude girl for a dollar
I`m in a topless mood
But my dick can`t be bothered
I want to speak to a fully clothed person
For free I think

Top Bob Geldof, Love Or Something

Well, it was last night baby when I caught your eye
Ssh don't tell nobody but I almost died
And like a beach bunny sobbing on a shag pile rug
I thought of "Going to a Go, Go" and the family stone frug
We twist and shout then when it's feeling great
She drifts away
(Talk, talk tell me whaddya say)
She walk away
(Walk, walk baby, why don't you stay)
But like a cardboard suitcase in the pouring rain
She falls apart on me and then we start again
It must be love or something else
Oh, love or something else
Well, I talk with her and then I stay all night
We did everything but it, still it felt alright
She was careful 'bout her health so it didn't hurt
When she started dropping pills in her blue grass skirt
Then she twist and dip and do the flip flop slide
She drifts away
(Talk, talk tell me whaddya say)
She walk away
(Walk, walk baby why don't you stay)
Well, trembling like an earthquake, slipping like soap
I don't believe with her I'll ever give up hoping
This is love or something else
It must be love or something else
Still I never take for granted that what's new
Am I overstating what at root, seems cute
And more to boot, the point is moot
But up to you, is this love or something else
It's only love or something else
Well, I don't believe in love baby if I'm honest with myself
I don't believe it lasts long it's kinda like your health
Hey, everything is spinning round down the laundromat
And love is like your clothes it's only useful while it lasts
Save your soul
Dans se monde il n'ya qu'une femme pour chaque homme
Et je pense qu'il n'ya qu'un age pour chaque age
Et ca c'est vraiment vrai
So don't you talk
(Talk, talk tell me whaddya say)
Don't you walk
(Walk, walk baby why don't you stay)
So don't you talk
(Talk, talk tell me whaddya say)
And walk away
(Walk, walk baby why don't you stay)
Don't you talk
(Talk, talk tell me whaddya say)
And walk away
(Walk, walk baby why don't you stay)
Is this love
(Talk, talk tell me whaddya say)
Or something else
(Walk, walk baby why don't you stay)
Is this love
(Talk, talk tell me whaddya say)
Or something else
(Walk, walk baby why don't you stay)
Is this love or something else
Is this love or something else
Is this love or something else
Is this love
Is this love
Is this love

Top Bob Geldof, Huge Birdless Silence

(Chorus)
You traveling ladies I do not believe you
I do not believe you I do not believe
You traveling ladies I do not believe you
I am what I am and I'm not deceived
On a slow boat we drift in horse latitude waters
Becalmed on the swells of the internal sea
And towing behind us a huge birdless silence
The air is a hammer, the waters don't breath
(Chorus)
On a day like tomorrow when all things are sacred
I'll lie like a drunk angainst the sun roasted wall
And the air will not move and all time hangs suspended
Between now and forever until darkness falls
(Chorus)
Repeat to fade.

Top Bob Geldof, Vegetarians of Love

Top Bob Geldof, Crazy

Here comes the night again, babe.
Same night as every night, babe
And in the candle light, babe
Your beauty's like a knife
That slices through my life and...
You drive me crazy
Makes my world fall apart
I've been trying lately
To take control of my heart
You drive me crazy.
All days are good or bad days
But these days most days are bad days
And in this sacred place, babe
The days all fade away
When I see your face and...
You drive me crazy
Makes my world fall apart
I've been trying lately
To take control of my heart
You drive me crazy...
And when I saw you tonight
You know I almost died.
I'd never seen anyone
Lovelier than you,
As beautiful as you...

Top Bob Geldof, Crucified Me

Crucified me, Bob Geldof
First time that I saw you, you were standing in the hall
You said you knew everything but I knew you knew fuck all
There were tremors in your cheekbones, there was longing in your eyes
But I thought I smelt a nameless fear buried in your thighs
You crucified me
Do you see that you crucify me
I crounched down in the hallway, you huddled on the step
There were shadows in the alcove, we were way out of our depth
There was thunder in the hallway, there was lightning at the gate
Electric storms flashed through the walls in fixed and fluid states
And crucified me
Do you see taht you crucify me
Now and then I call your name and now and then it's clear
Baby you can call in vain even though you're near
You were cloaked in your depression like a widow in her veils
How could we begin to think that we could ever fail
You crucify me
Do you see that you crucify me
First time that I saw you, you were standing 'gainst the wall
You swore I knew everything but you knew I knew fuck all

Top Bob Geldof, Dazzled By You

In abandoned empty rooms
Lying naked in my ruin
I was dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
I was whipped and I was raw
When I looked up and I saw you
Dazzled by you
I'm dazzled by you
See, I have barely survived
Saw no point in being alive
I was dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
And with the cold and bitter venom
I hated each and every woman
I was dazzled by you
Hum, dazzled by you
That's right
Dazzled by you
In the midst of my despair
I was coming up for air
I was dazzled by you
Ooh, dazzled by you
Oh, with your soft and tender touch
You gently picked me up
I was dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
(Dazzled by you)
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
(Dazzled by you)
Ah, dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you
Dazzled by you

Top Bob Geldof, Deep In The Heart Of Nowhere

Hey Baby there's a storm coming up
It's still about nine miles down range
But don't get excited
Cose winds are blow
then employ out of the windows of changes
But if you want me
You know where
I'll be waiting for you
You can find me
I'll be here
True blue

Top Bob Geldof, Great Song Of Indifference

I don't mind if you go
I don't mind if you take it slow
I don't mind if you say yes or no
I don't mind at all
I don't care if you live or die
Couldn't care less if you laugh or cry
I don't mind if you crash or fly
I don't mind at all
I don't mind if you come or go
I don't mind if you say no
Couldn't care less baby let it flow
'Cause I don't care at all
Na na na, ...
I don't care if you sink or swim
Lock me out or let me in
Where I'm going or where I've been
I don't mind at all
I don't mind if the government falls
Implements more futile laws
I don't care if the nation stalls
And I don't care at all
I don't care if they tear down trees
I don't feel the hotter breeze
Sink in dust in dying sees
And I don't care at all
Na na na , ...
I don't mind if culture crumbles
I don't mind if religion stumbles
I can't hear the speakers mumble
And I don't mind at all
I don't care if the Third World fries
It's hotter there I'm not surprised
Baby I can watch whole nations die
And I don't care at all
I don't mind I don't mind I don't mind I don't mind
I don't mind I don't mind
I don't mind at all
Na na na , ...
I don't mind about people's fears
Authority no longer hears
Send a social engineer

Top Bob Geldof, I Cry Too

Somethings wrong
She was lying on the bed
crying when I walked in and said
you look like your tired.
She said I feel it,
I felt this way long time
and now she's gone.
Later on
I would lie by her heart,
silent but awake in the dark,
the 2 of us staring
I thought I lost her
I loved her for a long time,
and now she's gone.
It got so hard. Oh
It gets so hard.
Theres a feeling inside
that cant be described.
Not a question of death,
nor a matter of life.
More a slow breaking down,
like emotional rust.
It's an empty depspair
that will turn things to dust.
Now Baby, Baby,
The whole world dies,
so we die slowly.
Darlin, Darlin,
oh I see you cry,
so I cry with you too.
Comin home,
I'd been bothered by the phone,
leaving her alone when it rang,
but she never answered.
O but I watched her,
her face shown like an angel,
how it shun.
It got so hard. Oh
It gets so hard.
Theres this feeling inside
that cant be described.
It's not a question of death,
nor a matter of life.
More a slow breaking down,
like emotional rust.
It's an empty depspair
that will turn things to dust.
Now Baby, Baby,
The whole world dies,
so we die slowly.
Darlin, Darlin,
oh I see you cry,
so I cry with you too.
Baby, Baby,
The whole world dies,
so we die slowly.
Darlin, Darlin,
oh I see cry,
so I cry with you.
Baby, Baby,
The whole world dies,
so we die slowly.
Darlin, Darlin,
oh I see you cry,
so I cry with you too.

Top Bob Geldof, I Don't Like Mondays

The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload.
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home.
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was good as gold.
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down.
The telex machine is kept so clean
As it types to a waiting world.
And mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl.
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen,
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat.
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reasons do you need.. ooh
-ooh-ooh
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down, down, down... shoot it all down
All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while.
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die.
And then the bullhorn crackles,
And the captain tackles,
With the problems and the hows and whys.
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die, ooh...ooh?
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload.
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
She's going to make them stay at home.
And daddy doesn't understand it,
He always said she was good as gold.
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why?
I don't like, I don't like, I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like, I don't like, I don't like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don't like Mondays.
I want to shoot

Top Bob Geldof, In The Pouring Rain

Everybody's gonna catch their death
In the pouring rain
Everybody better hold their breath
In the pouring rain
Everybody's gonna walk on by
Everbody hide away
Everbody's gonna pull their blinds
And stay inside and pass these days
I know I've seen a lot
Lord knows sometimes I've cried
But I know we can't sit like this
And shake our fists
While lovers kiss and die
In the pouring rain
I was hungry and I'm hungry still
And now it's pouring rain
I look o.k. but I've been feeling ill
And now it's pouring rain
Well hush now baby, don't you cry
Tears won't wipe away the pain
There's a storm been blowing through the night
That's washed us down with lethal rain
Sometime's this world's too big
Sometime's we feel too small
Sometimes you'll have to pick me up
When I grow tired
Stumble, trip and fall
In the pouring rain
I'm gonna walk on by
Don't wanna see you cry
I'm gonna walk on by

Top Bob Geldof, August Was A Heavy Month

I'll take another photograph
Before the old one fades
It reminds me of those things that past
And quickly passed away
But it comes on in the early night
Creeping up on you
Those scenes of devastation
Crushing down on cue
These days are growing colder now
The light is growing dim
August was a heavy month
And now the nights are drawing in
Poor Baby Blue's wrapped up again
Inside her final pain
I'd help her if I could I say
She puts us all to shame
Alright, alright I know I've got a lot
Left to answer for
But am I the only one to blame
And anyway who's keeping score
But the grass seems so much brighter now
She's spilled her blood again
August was a heavy month
Wash it down September rain
Baby Blue picks up her life tonight
And rushes for the Chelsea train
All the stars shine down on her tonight
And August was a heavy month
The photograph is cracked and torn
From being picked up, put down
Like some holy relic
Whose worshippers are found
Searching through their sacred books
For the holy grail of "why"
But the total sum of knowledge
Knows no more than you or I
Alright, alright says Baby Blue
Who doesn't really understand
August was a heavy month
But winter came at last.
*written by Bob Geldof

Top Bob Geldof, Big Romantic Stuff

Did they never tell you 'bout it baby
Did they never say it's tough
Are you never going to give up on that
Big romantic stuff
That French song playing on the radio at noon
The singer's name was Jean Michel and he's singing 'bout la lune
And she shivers as she comes awake
And remembers how to think
And she shakes the hair out of her eyes
But the daylight makes her blink
And the song it whispers in her mind like a half forgotten sigh
Of times of love the longest days and youth and endless skies
And ooh la la la
Ooh la la la
Did they never tell you 'bout it baby
Did they never say it's tough
Are you never going to give up on that
Big romantic stuff
To ease the pain of it, to fill the empty void
She stores up ancient souvenirs like ravens with their hoards
It's not the getting old she minds, it's the meaningless of being
She thinks about all this while Jean sings about la vie
And accordions and violins take her back in time
When the only explanation was a kiss and love and life...
Did they never tell you 'bout it baby
Did they never say it's tough
Are you never going to give up on that
Big romantic stuff
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*Written by Bob Geldof

Top Bob Geldof, Roads Of Germany

I'm driving on the road that Hitler built
I'm driving on the road that Hitler built
This is the place where history stopped to shit
And I'm driving on the road that Hitler built
I'm driving on the road that Stalin built next
There's more holes in Joe's than Adolf's
But what would you expect
I wonder what the Germans did
To fall from history's nest
And I'm driving on the road that Stalin built next
On the roads of Germany
On the roads of Germany
These are the roads of the 20th century
And there's blood and steel and leather
Mixed into that concrete
When you're riding on the roads of high Germany
I'm cruising on Konrad's Autobahn
Konrad's got a Beetle and Ludwig a Trabant
And Willy's got a Merc and Erich's got a tank
But that road only took me to a concrete dead end trap
We're driving on the road that never ends
All roads lead to exit signs and then they start again
And Helmut's building on the wheel of history as it spins
And history never ends 'cos it's too busy beginning
On the roads of Germany
On the roads of Germany
These are the roads of the 20th century
And there's blood and steel and leather
Mixed into that concrete
When you're riding on the roads of high Germany
And I'm walking in a Black Forest lane
And I step into the trees for to get some leafy shade
And I fall asleep in some dappled sunlit glade
And I dream and in my dream I am lost and afraid
And it grows dark, it grows damp and I shiver and I'm cold
And deep inside the forest something obscenely old
Stirs and shakes and comes awake and in it's putrid pit
It belches and it squirms in it's own dirt and filth
And slithers on it's stinking slime while everything holds it's breath
And it's slow thighs, blank eyes pitiless as the past
Reborn from it's fitful sleep, it's hour come again at last
Slouches towards it's own Jerusalem to be re-cast
And in my horror I recognise myself in it as it passes
Familiar and repulsive and as old as mortal man
This philosophy of brutality, ignorance and hate
Buried deep in everyone waiting to escape
And you must kill it before it kills you and everything in it's wake
And I take my knife and I kill it, and it screams and then I wake
And I'm terrified and horrified and in this mortal state
I stagger toward the curbside of the 4 lane motorway
"Drive" I say and we drive and soon I stop shaking
But I can't stop thinking 'bout these dreams and revelations
Except it's not a dream it's real and it's of our own making
And it's not just Germany it's everywhere and the whole world is a-quaking
As we turn onto this road we all seem to be taking

Top Bob Geldof, Room 19

Sha-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-lee
Sha-la-la-la-la
I feel free
When I woke up I was freezing
Shaking like a leaf
I was stuck up on a shelf
With the other guys in Room 19
Then the brain here right beside me
Speaking telepathically
Said "Hi, my name is Stalin
Glad to see you here in Room 19"
Yeah Tchaikovsky played the music
While Pasternak wrote poetry
As they sliced our brains to study
Why we ended up in Room 19
Well 'ol Sakharov was outraged
And said "Exactly what you mean?"
And Lenin said "There is no Heavan
So I can't believe in Room 19"

Top Bob Geldof, Silly Pretty Thing

C'mon get up, get dressed
The world is spinning
Full of kindly beings
The one you love will love you back
And no-one's spoiling anything
Everything's just right
It makes you want to fill your lungs and sing
And ooh ...
You silly pretty little thing
C'mon get up, get dressed
Another perfect day of spring is here
Hurry up, c'mon get up
A soft winds idly pushing past my ear
And water, clouds and lambs
Are tumbling over through the bursting fields
And ooh...
You silly pretty little thing
Last night the moon got drunk
and dropped his clothes down on the empty streets
He danced a moonsong dancing cross the stars
before he had to go to sleep
And back down here the lovers gazed
as though they couldn't hardly speak
And ooh...
You silly pretty little thing
Oh I know there's some out there who'll always say
Were simply being naïve
But we believe in all that stuff like
Love and gentleness and peace
So today's the day we're going to come out
And declare our victory
Just you and me and that...

Top Bob Geldof, Sunny Afternoon

The tax man's taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I can't sail my yacht,
He's taken everything I've got,
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
My girlfriend's run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now I'm sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime

Top Bob Geldof, Scream In Vain

Money in my pocket down at
Scream In Vain
Come on
Lambs led to the slaughter
They cut you in a second down at
Scream In Vain
Come on
Lambs led to the slaughter
Sweet Yams in the fields of Harbo
Made me feel better
They took the straw from off the roof
To make the fire catch as it should
They boil the water and they cook the roots
For them it`s new
For me old fruits
But more precious now than it`s ever been
We share the food in the noonday heat
Sweet Yams in the fields of Harbo
The mountains roll
Green on green
The mountains roll

Top Bob Geldof, SHE'S A LOVER

She's a lover
And she fits inside my head
She's a lover
But there's nothing happening in my bed
She's a lover and she won't be back
She's a lover and I got the sack
I can't take it or take her back
It's being raining
I've been sitting here all afternoon
It started snowing
And I turned the light on in my room
She's a lover but the loving's gone
She's a lover, she's a smoking gun
Bang, bang, you're done
Now I'm a man with all this
Weird stuff inside his head
She's a lover and she won't be back
She's a lover and I got the sack
I can't take it back
I loved her like the early leaves of spring
That weigh the branches of those waking trees
The best of us is love she'd say
The rest of us, dust and decay
Then my lover turned away
She's a lover but the loving's gone
She's a lover, she's a smoking gun

Top Bob Geldof, The End Of The World

Though it strikes you as seeming a little absurd
I'm here to announce the end of the world
It'll happen sometime between now and high noon
It doesn't give you much time as it's happening real soon
It'll start with a whimper, it'll end with a bang
It'll leave a big hole where we could have sang
This is the end
The end of the world
For five thousand years
You must surely have heard
Nostradamus and Jesus and Buddah and Me
We said it was coming
Now just wait and see
So everyone outside look up at the sky
It's the last time you'll see it so wave it goodbye
You took it for granted you thought it was free
Say goodbye to the leaves, the trees, and the sea
There's nothing more useless than a car that won't start
But it's even more useless at the end of the world
_____________________________________________________________________
*taken from the album entitled "The Vegetarians of Love"

Top Bob Geldof, The Happy Club

Every morning
'Bout the break of day
Every evening
She comes up and she says
She gets up then she goes outside
She don't know what she does
But it feels alright
She says I, I'm a sunny girl
Yeah, I'm feeling good
And it's a shiny world
Well, here she comes
She feels good, she feels great today
When I asked she said
"Hey, it's the happy club way"
I don't know
I don't know what to do
But I know if I could
Then I would do too
I feel great, I feel fine today
I joined the happy club
And the happy club says
I feel good I feel great today

Top Bob Geldof, The Beat Of The Night

It was cold that night from across the west and the
days had lost their spark
And the yellow lights split the rain so bright and the
dogs had lost their bark
What Hitchcock plots were hatched that night behind the
shuttered door
When the curtain shook and the head beat down and he
quietly was withdrawn
And we moved in the Beat
Beat of the Night, Beat of the Night
Beat of the Night
So I made my way to the top of the hill and I looked on
down the road
And the air stood still in the frost and chill as the
hours and the minutes unfold
But the trees they shook and the house creeked as
though seized by a violent rage
And the wind bites deep and the wires shriek like a
noise from beyond the grave
And they moved in the Beat
Swayed in the Beat
Talk in the Beat
The Beat of the Night
The sound of women crying made me go and investigate,
and I walked past a row of houses 'til I reached #48
Where the huddled neighbors stood about, frightened
shocked and scared
And the bleating of an ambulance cut through the
thickening air
And with a sickening sense of deja vu I knew what was
coming next
I'd been here before, but when or how, I couldn't quiet
connect
And from an open-windowed upstairs flat someone sang
along
Yes I knew the words and I knew the tune
They were playing that beautiful song that went Yeah,
yeah, yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)(Yeah yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah
yeah) (Yeah yeah yeah)
And we moved in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)
Rocked in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)
Talkin' in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)
The Beat of the Night (Yeah yeah yeah)
The Beat of the Night (Yeah yeah yeah)
The Beat of the Night (Yeah yeah yeah)
A black man slumped up against the door
And a Brown man lay face down on the floor
And a white woman sobbed on the second stair
And all the blood was red
And then they moved in the Beat
Rockin' in the Beat
Talkin' in the Beat
The Beat of the Night [x4]
Yes the tears of rage and the tears of anger flowed to
the river bank
And at the local disco dancehall they were cranking up
the skank
And the pulse of the noise went through the night into
the washed-up back of my feet
And I smelled the fear and I tasted blood and the
soundtrack was the Beat
As we moved in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)
Rockin' in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)
Murder in the Beat (Yeah yeah yeah)

Top Bob Geldof, The Chains Of Pain

Jungle Joe say to Uncle Sam
He say leave me alone
Let me be just as I am
Money grow on tree
As we say in Japanee
Down Amazonia way
Up all night I've been out with the in crowd
Uptight, outtasight, alright outtamind
You know what I'm trying to say
But in another way
A chain that breaks is just a heart that's changed
Sometimes I fall on my knees and I pray
God won't let me see another day
Then I wake up and thank God that He's
Ignored my prayers again
Systems of belief well they come and they go babe
The myths we believe in they change from day to day
I believe belief will wrap your brains in chains
So I'm for changing
Desperate deeds were done by men with guns in China
Boys in clean white shirts
Stopped the tanks in their dirt
And the blood they spilled
Just made the white shine brighter
They weren't waiting baby
They were breaking up the chains of pain
They're not slaves they're changing
By breaking up the chains of pain
A brain in chains is just a heart enslaved
Join the chain gang
Break it up
*taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"

Top Bob Geldof, How to Compose Popular Songs That Will Sell

Top Bob Geldof, This Is The World Calling

I hear a heart beat
It's ringing out across the Universe
It sounds so lost and lonely
Must come from somewhere deep inside of us
And the operator says
"All is calm and all is quiet
Close your eyes, sleep tonight"
This is the world calling
This is earth
This is the world calling
This is us
I'm on a train now
I'm moving through the yellow fields of rape
There's so much beauty
I wished that I believed enough to pray
Then the operator replied
"Spinning 'round, you're wrapped in blue
There's no one looks as good as you"
This is the world calling
This is us
This is the world calling
This is us
This is the world calling
This is us
And it goes on and on
What we gonna to do because it cannot go on?
So, wrap me, come and get me because it cannot go on?
So, wrap me in your arms and baby keep me warm tonight
What we gonna to do because it cannot go on?
So, wrap me, come and get me because it cannot go on?
So, wrap me in your arms and baby keep me warm tonight
This is the world calling
This is us
This is the world calling
This is us
This is the world calling
This is us
This is the world calling
God help us
And it goes on and on
Where all is calm and all is quiet
Close your eyes, sleep tonight
(This is the world )
All is calm and all is quiet
Close your eyes, sleep tonight
(This is the world calling)
All is calm and all is quiet
[Incomprehensible]
(This is the world calling)
(This is the world calling)
[Incomprehensible] and that is you
There's no one else as good as you
(This is the world calling)

Top Bob Geldof, Bob Geldof

Top Bob Geldof, The House At The Top Of The World

I got off the 45A somewhere around the new estates which were advertised as being in Killiney but were really in just a field. And I was going to the house at the top of the world.
Brian Carroll lived around here somewhere. And after school I'd sometimes go back to his place and sing with his brother Dermot. He knew all the Motown songs. Sometimes I think about him and I heard that he's a civil servant in Cork which is funny for a guy who used to sing Motown songs.
Soon I'd come to the Leopardstown dual carriageway. It was the first motorway in Ireland and it was a 100 yards long. I liked the name. I don't remember a town being there and I never saw no leopards. But I had to cross it anyway to get to the house at the top of the world.
Everyone thought the dual carriageway was the great and modern and every Saturday the bowsies, yahoos, guttersnipes and corner boys would empty out of the pubs and scream like wild Saturday night leopards drunk and fast and delirious for that blessed 100 yards. People were always getting killed.
Well I ducked and weaved and it was fun and I made it over and up the small read, past the Silver Tassie, along the river bank, past the Proddie church and off left up the lane to the house at the top of the world where you lived.
Your mother in her sensible shoes and you father in his tea-cosy wooly hat, bright eyes and roomful of old hoarded yellowing newspapers and 1920's photos of the Burren and you busy in the kitchen half-glad to see me, half nervous with your parents around.
You'd take me for a walk around the field and down the lane and when the evening fell your father would light the peat fire and show me pictures of the West taken in the 20's and then he'd go to bed. And the night was full of you and the evening and the peat fire in the house on the top of the world.
And then it was time to go and risk death again in the dark of the Leopardstown dual carriageway.
And on the way back I felt I could just jump the whole bloody thing.

Top Bob Geldof, The Soft Soil

Let the soil be your soft pillow The grassy blankets keep you warm Let the leafy branches cool you And the blue sky keeps you from all harm Let the wind keep fresh your memory Let it blow across the land Let the rain refresh your spirit Let the damp earth hold your hand
Memory is somtimes perfect Sometimes clearer than the light You can wade and wallow through it In the hollows of the night
And I can see your white and pale faces Pale ghosts flitting through empty streets There are Christs here of another faith And no Christ will be beneath them
Now the evening sun is racing on Lying flat on wintry fields It carries on its restless wind The sounds of fifty churchbells peeling
And all the bells you ever heard Are ringing out for what you´ve done Like all the dreams in all the world You´re shining reckless like the sun
And in the moment of your weakness In the centre of that storm You understood it takes the same time For man to die as to be born Someday, maybe When it gets them down They will understand your bodies have pulled them up As they went down
And all the hope in all the worldwas weightinmg down on top of you
So come on Show me what to do I´ll follow you Down this road And try to learn from you This may not mean a lot to you It means a lot to me
Your breath will still be breathing softly
In the nightime filled with stars Drifting like a dream in sleep Softly beating in your heart
This may not mean a lot to you It means a lot to me.

Top Bob Geldof, One For Me

You`re a lotta laughs ain`t you babe
You cracked me up, I laughed so much I nearly died
It`s so funny I was weeping
Cried so hard, I nearly split my side
I watched you laughing on the TV
I don`t get it said the kindly host
But there are many here among us
Who feel the sight is but a joke
Your imagination`s running riot
Sometimes I swear you believe what you say
No-one seems to notice it`s the same joke
It`s just told in a thousand different ways
And I can`t wait to read the new ones
Yeah the comedy just gets better every day
You`re a lotta laughs ain`t you babe
It`s funny how it all turned out that way
Ooh, you should have known better
You should have known better, a-ha-ha
It`s not for you, this one`s for me
It`s not for you, this one`s for me
I saw a picture of you grinning
Yeah that smirk covered your entire face
It almost split your head in two
I hear you sold it to OK
Sell a photo of you laughing
The more you hoot the more they pay
You don`t even need to get your clothes off anymore
You`re a bit too old for that stuff anyway
Somebody saw you at the party
You did the one where you`re falling flat on your face
You had the whole place cracking up in stitches
Apparently you fall with such good grace
And the teenage clothes and see-through sizes
The mutton dishes up on the Sunday plate
Is now the lamb in ghostly guises
It`s all done in the best of taste
Ooh, you should have known better
You should have known better, a-ha-ha
It`s not for you, this one`s for me

Top Bob Geldof, No Small Wonder

I got home late last night about 8
There was nothing on the T.V. as usual
Just the normal repeats and things
I had the City Prices edition of the Evening Standard
Which was not as good as the Late Night one
Mainly because it doesn't have the full cinema listings
To be more specific it doesn't have the Fulham ABC
Which is my local
So I walked over to Battersea Park
Down by the Sri Chimnoy Mile
Past the Peace Pagoda
It's good
You can have a personal religious experience
And get healthy at the same time
Which obviously is important for a busy man like me
Well another moment in life's great adventure
It's no small wonder
I hope you weren't offended by what happened last night
It was the awkward hour
And I didn't know what to do
Whether ot come on or just leave it
To be honest I wasn't that interested
And I didn't think you were either
So I went back to my place
And you went back to yours
And I got into bed
And started reading a book
By a guy called Tobias Woolf
It's good it's short stories
Just before you sleep he'll take
You off to Burma....Mandalay
Places like that
I set the alarm clock ready for another day at work
Another day in life's great adventure
It's no small wonder
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*written by Bob Geldof and Danny Mitchell

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