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A Century Of Elvis We were sitting in the living room on the sofa, the wrong way round, looking out the window. It was quiet, and then in the car park across the road we saw Elvis - look, there beside the postman's van, and he was walking round the postman's van, looking in the open door. He looked as if he was thinking about getting in, but then the postman came back, and he swaggered off, walked past the window and down the stairs, and then at the bottom of the stairs right by the caretaker's office, he started licking the pavement. Every night now since we moved in that new house there's this noise outside the door at just about half seven or eight o' clock every night. And if we go and look outside the door, Elvis'll be standing there waiting to be let in. And then he wanders into the living room, maybe sits down on one of the chairs or even lies down on the floor. He doesn't say much, he just stays there for an hour or two, watching the TV. We talk to him a bit, and then around ten o' clock, he'll go away again, and not come back until the next night. There's a lot of lanes and stuff around here, around the house - although it's right in the middle of the city it seems quite like the country, it's dead hidden - safe I suppose, made for night living. There's a lot of squirrels and birds, and Stuart says he's seen about nine foxes there when he's jumped over the fence on his way to Byres Road. Sometimes you can go out walking, and when you've been out for a wee while even you don't know where you are anymore, so it would be pretty hard for anyone else to find you. I suppose that's why he spends so much time there, that's why he's come to live there, or maybe it's just the squirrels. I read about somewhere that he likes squirrels quite a lot. There's these two videos that we got for wedding presents - called the e-files, e-files one and e-files two about how Elvis is supposed to be still alive. And one time when he came round we were watching one of those, but he didn't say anything he just sat on the armchair. He was playing w ith his collar a bit, and we watched it right through and then when it finished he just got up and walked off into the mist and didn't say anything. the first few times he came round I didn't speak to him at all, I wasn't really sure what to say. And Karen spoke to him quite a lot - she seemed to know what to do more than I do. He had quite a strange manner though, he'd go into your stuff and look through it, then he'd maybe pick something up and play with it for a wee while, but he'd never make any comment about any of it. Seemed pretty rude to me. I just watched whatever Karen did, and listened to how she talked to him and then, after a while I started to copy that, and tell him a few things, not really bothered about whether he responded or said anything back or not. I think the first time I spoke to him we were sitting up on the mezzanine and I said that I would tell him about me and wee Karen, and how it was that we'd come to be living there. I thought he probably liked the fact that we were living there because he came round so much, so I thought he might want to know how it was that it came about. We did it all over backwards, I told him. First of all we got to know each other, and then a while after that we met, and when we'd known each other for about seven years we decided to have an anniversary, and that went quite well, so after the anniversary we had a honeymoon, and that went well too, so after that we decided that we would get married. That's why we're living there now. I used to think my dad was Elvis, but I haven't told him that yet. I haven't told my dad either... ********************* ********************* A Century Of Fakers There are people going hungry far away They've got nothing on their plates And you're filling your fat face with every different kind of cake If you ever go lardy, or go lame I will drop you straight away That's the chance your gonna take With every foolish thing you say There are people going lonely, and they'll stay Lonely far into the year Because you're making blinkers fashionable And fashionably you'll say "All is equal in love and war" and "I'm sorry, but I've got some things to do" And you pretend to read a book you'll never finish till the day That the author dedicates it To A Century Of Fakers They took your mould and they burned it on the fire in history today Yeah, the author dedicates it To A Century Of Fakers He was an anarchist, he tried his best but it wasn't good enough Did I say I would see you soon? I'm sorry, but i just came off my bike And my face is scarred And chance has barred me seeing you tonight I was over the other side of the city And if the truth be known I'd say You look great from there before you shaved your golden hair today Everybody's trying to make us Another century of fakers They took your mould and burned it on the fire of history today Everybody's trying to make us Another cool decade of fakers Another century of fakers Everybody's trying to make us Another century of fakers ******************************** A Space Boy Dream I dreamt I had to go to Mars. I'm always kidding on about going to Mars for the day But faced with the reality of it, in a dream, i was terrified. And it wasn't going to be like a moon trip There was three of us going, but we couldn't all go on the same ship We had to go one at a time with a day between us. I had to go first, and it was the thought of passing through all that black space All the darkness with nothing in it, and then being the first one to land there, all alone... I knew it was supposed to be all dark around, with just a red surface But what if I got there and it was light, all civilised and populated and stuff? So I made a plan. The other two astronauts were going to be my dad and my sister And my dad would come first after me So i decided when i landed i would just stay in my seat until he got there And then we could get out together and have a look around And see what sort of things were there. And when I woke up and I was lying in the darkness, I thought I had landed. And I just lay still for a while, waiting for my dad to get there too. ************************ A Summer Wasting Summer in winter, Winter in springtime, You heard the birds sing: Everything will be fine. I spent the summer wasting, The time was passed so easily. But if the summer's wasted How come that I could feel so free? I spent the summer wasting, The sky was blue beyond compare. A photograph of myself Is all I have to show for Seven years of river walkways, Seven weeks of staying up all night. I spent the summer wasting, The time was passed so pleasantly. Say cheerio to books now! The only things I'll read are faces. I spent the summer wasting Under a canopy of Seven weeks of river walkways, Seven weeks of reading papers, Seven weeks of feeling guilty, Seven weeks of staying up all night. Summer in winter, Winter in springtime, You heard the bird say: Everything will be fine. ***************************** Act Of The Apostle Part 1 Morning prayers took the girl unawares She was late for class and she knew it The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing She couldn't tell if it was a man or woman A patch of sun fell onto her desk She put her head on her arms on her neck The lesson today was Acts of Apostles The crazy hippies, they're running scared She shut her eyes and imagined the desert No cars, no mobiles, just sun and bread What would she look like standing by the well? More like a women and less like a girl “Oh, if I could make sense of it all! I wish that I could sing I'd stay in a melody I would float along in my everlasting song What would I do to believe?” Later on she plays Morning Has Broken She knows she's bad She is slowing everybody down The choirmaster, usually a bastard, knows her mother's sick He'll be nice to her She thinks that she shouldn't be there at all Her worries make everything else seem trivial “Oh, if I could make sense of it all! I wish that I could sing I'd stay in a melody I would float along in my everlasting song What would I do to believe?” *************************** Act Of The Apostle Part 2 I'm bored out my mind Too sick to even care I'll take a little walk Nobody's going to know I'm in senior year It gives you a little free time I'll just use it all at once! Took the fence and the lane The bus then the train Bought an 'Independent' to make me look like I got brains I made a story up in my head if anybody would ask I'm going to a seminar! I'm a genius A prodigy A demon at Maths and Science I'm up for a prize If you gotta grow up sometime You've to do it on your own I don't think I could stand to be stuck That's the way that things were going The bible's my tool There's no mention of school! My Damascan Road's my transistor radio I tune in at night when my mum and my dad start to fight I put on my headphones And I tune out I am devout The girls are singing about my life But they're not here, they've got the wild life If you want to find out, find out You got to look them in the eye That's why my only choice Is find the face behind the voice…. She asked the man if the service was open “Not today, just the choir from the radio” “Couldn't I sit in? I've come all this way” “Will you bugger off, I've got work to do.” The city was losing its appeal God was asleep He was back in her village, in the fields “Oh, if I could make sense of it all! I wish that I could sing I'd stay in a melody I would float along in my everlasting song What would you do? Would you believe? **************************** Another Sunny Day Another sunny day, I met you up in the garden You were digging plants, I dug you, beg your pardon I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border It broke the heart of men and flowers and girls and trees Another rainy day, we're trapped inside with a train set Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met You've got the attic window looking out on the cathedral And on a Sunday evening bells ring out in the dusk Another day in June, we'll pick eleven for football We're playing for our lives the referee gives us fuck all I saw you in the corner of my eye on the sidelines Your dark mascara bids me to historical deeds Now everybody's gone you picked me up for a long drive We take the tourist route the nights are light until midnight We took the evening ferry over to the peninsula We found the avenue of trees went up to the hill That crazy avenue of trees, I'm living there still There's something in my eye a little midge so beguiling Sacrificed his life to bring us both eye to eye I heard the Eskimos remove obstructions with tongues, dear You missed my eye, I wonder why, I didn't complain You missed my eye, I wonder why, please do it again The lovin is a mess what happened to all of the feeling? I thought it was for real; babies, rings and fools kneeling And words of pledging trust and lifetimes stretching forever So what went wrong? It was a lie, it crumbled apart Ghost figures of past, present, future haunting the heart ************************* Asleep On A Sunbeam When the half light makes for a clearer view Sleep a little more if you want to But restlessness has seized me now, it’s true I could watch the dreams flicker in your eyes Lying here asleep on a sunbeam I wonder if you realise you fascinate me so Think about a new destination If you think you need inspiration Roll out the map and mark it with a pin I will follow every direction Just lace up your shoes while I’m fetching a sleeping bag, a tent... Another summer’s passing by All I need is somewhere I feel the grass beneath my feet A walk on sand, a fire I can warm my hands My joy will be complete I thought about a new destination I’m never short of new inspiration Roll out the map and mark it with a gin Made my plans to conquer the country I’m waiting for you to get out of your situation With your job and with your life All I need is somewhere I feel the grass beneath my feet A walk on sand A fire, I can warm my hands My joy will be complete ************************** Beautiful She lay in bed all night watching the colours change She lay in bed all night watching the morning change She lay in bed all night watching the morning change into green and gold The doctor told her years ago that she was ill The doctor told her years ago to take a pill The doctor told her years ago that she'd go blind if she wasn't careful They let Lisa go blind The world was at her feet and she was looking down They let Lisa go blind And everyone she knew thought she was beautiful Only slightly mental Beautiful, only temperamental Beautiful, only slightly mental Beautiful She thought it would be fun to try photography She thought it would be fun to try pornography She thought it would be fun to try most anything She was tired of sleeping They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind They let Lisa go blind She's looking like a queen But if you knew what's going on in her life There'd be a thousand barren mothers there to talk to her If you knew what's going on in her life There'd be two hundred troubled teenagers to sit with her And talk to her If you knew what's going on in her life What's going on in her life There would be a documentary on Radio 4 She made herself a pair of orthopaedic shoes She thought it was the answer to the fashion blues She thought it was the answer to the fashion blues But she walked with a limp **************************** Belle & Sebastian I left my school I left my job You saw me looking like a slob When I was young you were the only fun in town Everyone thought it was a shame For Belle and the boy Sebastian Belle was ok but oh Sebastian Went too far again Crashed his car in the rain He wants to love and he wants to care But when the girls hear that they think he's so square Sebastian for once just leave your troubles home Sebastian for once just leave your troubles home He goes to school around the way The boys are queuing up to tell her she's a star Poor Sebastian is heading for a fall Everyone thought it was a shame For Belle and the boy Sebastian Everyone thought it was a shame Belle was ok but oh Sebastian Went too far again Crashed his car in the rain Oh Sebastian wrote his diary that He would never be young again But you will Fellow, you are ill You'd better take a weight off of your mind and listen To what other people say Cause things are going wrong your own way *********************** Beyond the Sunrise Joseph was travelling with a heavy load His dreams were broken and deep sorrow flowed from his brow Closer to sundown he prepared to rest Set down the burden, lay upon his chest Then she came Sir, come to me and I will keep you warm Taste hope in my skin and faith with the dawn You will rise Beyond the sunrise that is where we live Feeding our counsel and true comfort give Travelling men Joseph was sure the liquor had caused this dream His eyes were sure that heaven was not her scene She was no saint Sir, come to me and I will keep you warm Taste hope in my skin and faith with the dawn you will rise ******************************* Big John Shaft I'll make another movie The same one as the year before Take a tired idea Put it in the hands of Hollywood I need to talk to someone I've been living someone else's life I don't get no mail at my house anymore My manager's my bride I'm LEAVING on a jet plane I'll see my baby soon enough I won't take her to the movie I'm worried that the lines become all blurred I couldn't help but feeling something When the boss told us to act that way I'm ashamed of my profession I would do the same again I'll make another movie Same one as the year before I'm looking for a story Something ludicrous to come up from the street I won't play another heavyweight I won't play another big John Shaft Put me in a frock and leave me to recite Maybe my career will die ************************* Black And White Unite In the summer all the hikers hike out for the highest peaks All the children watch the cricket and they never wash for weeks In the surbubs young protestors write "Black And White Unite" They're tearing up the streets I'm half in love with every girl I meet The gasman loves the street He loves to drill He loves to think about his girl The sun is melting half the street In the summer all the workers head out for the sandy beach Stay together in the weather Entertainment through your grief Communities of prejudices travel on the train The upperclass will have to pass the chance up of a kness-up with the gang Your record profits will buy you an island There's a jigsaw with a picture, all the country as a map Hikers hiking, cyclers cycling, if I go I'm not coming back I'm all in love with all the girls I meet, the hardcore summer kind Kitchen porters, budding painters, whiskey touring guides In the rain all your plans will fade You'll be left with the jigsaw ********************* Blue Eyes Of A Millionaire Shyness hanging like a wendy Bad clothes keep you in the village hall Sunday nothing for the rest of us Sunday listen to your spirits soar Thank you thank you for the holiday We talk sometimes in a quiet world Three years taking all the scenery Black walls cloudy as a sea of gulls Let the summer go Let tomorrow take care of itself If you believe like you tell me so Hand in hand your lover will be every sweet and hungry soul Stage scope falling like a summer end Trees strip wrap yourself in color brown Sun dips underneath the capricorn Bell rings summer need to feeling warm Mornings must have thought about you All night reach out with a single call Not my place to be your confidante I just thought I'd catch you as you fall Let the summer go Let tomorrow take care of itself If you believe like you tell me so Hand in hand your lover will be every sweet and hungry soul Goodness glowing like a firefly Cheap bones blue eyes of a millionaire ************************ Calculating Bimbo A lack of understanding You took for being lazy I was just being lazy I'm even doing it now I know that you have saved me I love that you have saved me Save your pennies careful Let both blue eyes be watchful It's best to forget freedom It's best to be enslaved It's better still to love first It's harder still to love first You're my winter queen that disappeared Your hands grew cold You ran a mile from my wings I still heard you had a full-flown view With lots of time And notebook full of the finest creamy, rich-girl parchment pages Slowly filled with all your passing days Every sacred word paints a picture Bigger were his muscles and farther go his dollars But when you are in trouble And when you are uptight I get the midnight phone call I'm your captain for the long haul If someone else is near me You scuttle up the pavement It's no one that I care for I pause for an effect You calculating bimbo I wish you'd let the past go ********************* Chickfactor What was it I saw in New York? I'm not the same anymore How will I hide these feelings inside Call my girl on the phone Neon lights shine bright Taxi cabs glide by Aeroplanes they fly, high up in the sky Pretty girl says "Hi... What's the worst job you've had? What do you read? What's driving you mad?" Met the cigarette girl- took a note of her charms But no cigar Met the Indie-Cool Queen Took me out of the bar And showed me the scene My little girl I can't find She's five hours behind It's the singer not the song "Something's gone wrong" Said the spider to the fly Do I like this girl? It's such a big world 1 like the tone of her voice I loved the sound of her voice When I get back to London from outer space Will it fall into place? I'll hold onto my smile Find my girl in a while Look myself in the face Don't know what you see Am I playing in your movie? You're in my magazine Are you talking to me? CHICKFACTOR ****************** Come On Sister Six in the morning The men started working I can't sleep No, I can't sleep I keep feeling the lights So I think I should get up and call you Going to find you And it's fun Thinking of you like a movie star And it's dumb Thinking of you like the way that you were Everyone loves you The boy in the corner The postman The policeman It does me no good To keep looking ahead at your future Adoration And it's fun Thinking of you like a movie star And it's dumb Thinking of you like the way that you were Every moment like a sudden pleasure Every moment that will get you by And it's going to cause a crisis Might just lose a little faith I've seen all kinds of strangers The rich and the famous They don't count No, they don't count Now I'm back on my beat On the same greasy street There's an angel on my shoulder Saying, "Ho, have you ever said an honest word?" Saying, "Yo, have you ever said a pretty word?" Every moment like a sudden pleasure Every moment that will get you by And it's going to cause a crisis Might just lose a little faith Don't touch me If you touch me you could never go back Faith Come on, sister have a drink Have a seat at the bar Tell me all about your men And your hopes And the hours of your life You could love After all that's what you're looking for You can love It's a currency unspoken of But it's hard to form a good opinion Yet you're going to look at me that way And it's going to cause a crisis Might just lose a little faith Don't touch me If you touch me you can never go back Faith Come on, sister have a drink Have a seat at the bar Tell me all about your men And your hopes And the hours of your life ********************* Consuelo (Instrumental) Consuelo Leaving (Instrumental) Cover (Instrumental) *********************** Dress Up In You I'm the singer, I'm the singer in the band You're the loser, I won't dismiss you out of hand You've got a beautiful face It will take you places You kept running You've got money, you've got fame Every morning I see your picture from the train Now you're an actress! So says your résumé You're made of card You couldn't act your way out of a paper bag You got lucky, you ain't talking to me now Little Miss Plucky Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd Get on the airplane You give me stomach pain I wish that you were here We would have had a lot to talk about We had a deal there We nearly signed it with our blood An understanding I thought that you would keep your word I'm disappointed I'm aggravated It's a fault I have, I know When things don't go my way I have to Blow up in the face of my rivals I scream and rant, I make quite an arrival The men are surprised by the language They act so discreet, they are hypocrites so fuck them too! I always loved you You always had a lot of style I'd hate to see you on the pile Of ‘nearly-made-it''s You've got the essence, dear If I could have a second skin I'd probably dress up in you You're a star now, I am fixing people's nails I'm knitting jumpers, I'm working after hours I've got a boyfriend, I've got a feeling that he's seeing someone else He always had a thing for you as well Blow in the face of my rivals I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival The men are surprised by the language They act so discreet, they are hypocrites forget them So fuck them too La la la la la la la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la *********************** Don't Leave The Light On Baby It's been a bloody stupid day My baby called me up to say Don't call me love, don't call me It's not all she said I truly love her but I know I'm bad for her, I'm bad and so At least she may forgive me for my honesty My friend came back from being abroad He was rich and I was overawed His ship came in I'm standing on the harbour wall Another friend, the one I love Turns to me "Have you seen enough?" "Let's hang about There's nothing like a sunset INTO THE NIGHT" It's been a bloody stupid day Don't leave the light on baby My baby called me up to say Don't leave the light on baby I'll see you sometime maybe Don't leave the light on baby It finally dawned on me tonight Best to go down without a fight I know you will forgive me for my honesty ************************* Dog On Wheels When I was a boy I was confounded by you Now I'm still a boy I am indebted to you Every song I ever wrote was written for you Written for you Now I'm feeling flat you seem a mile away I'm so tired that down on the pavement I'll lay Till the blossom on the tree comes falling on me Fall on me From my window I can see the mountain in snow From my window I will shut my eyes and let go Promise me you'll always be around when I fall And when I call On the river bridge up on the wall, looking down On the river bridge, to me a vision was shown If I could hold on to things till I was full grown Peace would I know To my dog on wheels I'll tell my pleasures and woes To my dog on wheels I'll tell my secrets and more Then one day in spring I'll take him down to the road Anything goes *-************************* Dirty Dream Number Two I'm lucky, I can open the door and I can walk down the street Unlucky, I've got no place to go and so I follow my feet A choice is facing you, a healthy dose of pain A choice is facing you as you stare through the rain A choice is facing you but I choose to refrain for today Tomorrow we'll be back in trouble again Dream one, you had a whole lot of fun with a comedian Stop short of going all the way, you'll have to make it someday Why is this happening to you, you're not a child? Why is this happening? You've too much on your mind Things creep up on you when you are fast asleep You are dreaming, you are sleepy You are stuck to the sheets Instrumental In a town so small there's no escaping you In a town so small there's no escape from view In a town so small there's nothing left to do Dream two you couldn't see her face, but you saw everything else Dream two was pretty special, easily beats loving yourself Could you put a name to someone elses sigh? Could you put a face to someone elses eyes? Is it someone that you'd maybe recognise? But it all fades into morning when you open your eyes ********************** Dialogue: Toby Dialogue: Mandingo Cliche Dialogue: Jersey's Where It's At Lyrics Dialogue: Conan, Early Letterman Dialogue: Class Rank Dialogue Toby ********************** Desperation Made A Fool Of Me I'm sick, and I've felt this way for some time now I'm so fed up with the daily grind I'm trying to find relief If you feel this way then clap your hands Ever thought this was a backward land? What is making people mean? A bad scene Now that I've got my motives straight and I am thinking clearly I'll sneak up to your window with my senses open wide I'm tired, on my shoulders weighing heavily Is the full responsibility for your troubles and your charms Your betrayal goes around with me Like the sword in some old tragedy It is sticking in my back People laugh Now that I've got my motives straight and I am thinking clearly I'll sneak up to your window with my senses open wide I never really thought it would be like this I know it's kind of hard but I'm glad that it is I'm glad Now that I've got my motives straight and I am thinking clearly I'll sneak up to your window with my senses open wide I never really thought it would be like this I know it's kind of hard but I'm glad that it is I'm glad ************************* Dear Catastrophe Waitress Dear Catastrophe Waitress Dear Catastrophe Waitress I’m sorry if you seem to have the weight of the world over you I cherish your smile There’s a word of peace on your lips Say it, and with tenderness I’ll cherish you I'll cherish you Dear Catastrophe Girlfriend Dear Catastrophe Girlfriend I’m sorry if he hits you with a full can of Coke It’s no joke Your face is bleeding You’ll soon be leaving this town to the clowns who worship No one but themselves No one but themselves I hate feeling this way, oh I hate feeling this way, ohh I know that you hate it too, oh Now that your coffee is growing cold, oh All of the customers look so old, oh Honey if I could be so bold Dear Catastrophe Waitress Dear Catastrophe Waitress I’m sorry if the kids hold you in cool disregard I know it’s hard Stick to what you know You’ll blow them all to the wall When they realise what you’ve been working for You’ve been working for what You’ve been working for what you've been working for **************************** Ease Your Feet In The Sea Ease you're feet off in the sea My darling it's the place to be Take your shoes off curl your toes I will frame this moment in time Troubles come and troubles go The trouble that we used to know Will stay with us 'til we get old Will stay with us 'til somebody decides to go Decides to go Soberly, without regret, I make another sandwich And I fill my face, I know that things have got to you But what can I do? Suddenly, without a warning On a pale blue morning You decide your time is wearing thin A conscious choice to let yourself go dangling Hovering It's an emergency There's no more "wait and see" Maybe if I shut my eyes The trouble will be split between us People come and people go You're scouring everybody's face For some small flicker of the truth To what it is that you are going through, my boy I left you dry The signs were clear that you were not going anywhere Anywhere Save for a falling down Save for a falling down Anywhere Anywhere Save for a falling down Everything's going wrong Later on, as I walked home The plough was showing, and orion I could see the house where you lived I could see the house where you gave All your time and sanity to people Then you waited for the people to acknowledge you They spoke in turn But their eyes would pass over you Over you Who's seeing you at all? Who's seeing You at all? ***************************** Electronic Renaissance Play a game with your electronics Take a step to the discotheque, and people Go outside where there's someone watching cars go by And the city tall with steeples Hand in hand with the Electronic Renaissance Is the way to go Hand in hand with the Electronic Renaissance is the way to go, boy Hand in hand with the Electronic Renaissance is the way to go You're learning, soon you will do the things you wanted Since you were wearing glitter badges If you dance for much very longer You'll be known as the boy who's always dancing If you work for much very longer You'll be known as the boy who's always working Monochrome in the 1990's You go disco and I'll go my way Monochrome in the 1990's You go disco and I'll go my way Monochrome in the 1990's You go disco and I'll go Funkadelic, man Is the way to go So drop a pill and then say hello ************* Expectations Monday morning wake up knowing that you’ve got to go to school Tell your mum what to expect, she said it's right out of the blue Do you want to work in Debenhams, because that’s what they expect Start in lingerie, and Doris is your supervisor And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start For careers you say you want to be remembered for your art Your obsessions get you known throughout the school for being strange Making life-size models of The Velvet Underground in clay In the queue for lunch they take the piss, you’ve got no appetite And the rumor is you never go with boys and you are tight So they jab you with a fork, you drop the tray and go berserk While your cleaning up the mess the teacher is looking up your skirt Hey, you’ve been used Are you calm? settle down Write a song, Ill sing along Soon you will know that you are sane You’re on top of the world again Monday morning wake up knowing that you’ve got to go to school Tell your mum what to expect, she said it's right out of the blue Do you want to work in C&A, cause that’s what they expect Move to lingerie and take a feel off Joe the store man Tell Veronica the secrets of the boy you never kissed She’s got everything to gain cause she’s a fat girl with a lisp She sticks up for you when you get aggravation from the snobs cause you cant afford a blazer, girl you’re always wearing clogs At the interval you lock yourself away inside a room Head of English gets you, asks you, what the hell do you think you’re doing? Do you think you’re better then the other kids? well get outside. You’ve got permission, but you’ve got to make the bastard think he’s right Hey, you’ve been used Write a song, Ill sing along Are you calm? settle down Soon you will know that you are sane You’re on top of the world again Are you cool, and you know You’re a star and you’ll go far Think of me as a friend Not just a boy who’s playing guitar You’re on top of the world again ********************* Family Tree I've been feeling down I've been looking round the town For somebody just like me But the only ones I see Are the dummies in the window They spend their money on clothes It saddens me to think That the only ones I see are mannequins Looking stupid, being used and being thin And I don't know why I hang around with them The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused Than be me in a cage With a bottle of rage And a family like the mafia I've been feeling blue And I don't know what to do And I never get a thrill And they threw me out of school 'Cause I swore at all the teachers Because they never teach us A thing I want to know We do Chemistry, Biology and Maths I want Poetry and Music and some laughs And I don't think it's an awful lot to ask So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go Cause I'm here in a cage With a bottle of rage And a family like the mafia If my family tree goes back to the Romans Then I will change my name to Jones If my family tree goes back to Napolean Then I will change my name to Smith If my family tree goes back to the Romans Then I will change my name to Jones If you're looking at me to be an accountant Then you will look but you will never see If you're looking at me to start having babies Then you can wish because I'm not here to fool around You can wish because I'm not here to fool around You can wish because I'm not here to fool around ********************** Fiction Fiction Reprise ********************** For The Price Of A Cup Of Tea For the price of a cup of tea You'd get a line of coke For the price of a night with me You'd be the village joke For the price of a pint of milk I'll tell you all I know About the state of the world today Sit down, enjoy the show She had several hours to find a place to stay Try the coffee shop, but somewhere on the way She heard about a place, somewhere she could go Walked a couple of blocks to her destination For the price of a cup of tea You'd get a seven inches Soul black vinyl to stop your tears You can use my stereo You might be the village joke but Don't listen to the gossip of the other folk She just wants to be accepted in this place There's something in her face She will always seem exotic and aloof If you want to know the truth Her friend the stars dripping from the jewelled sky When she was passing by Would keep her calm There was people that she knew, at least she thought she did Be easy on the kid! She took her winter coat from her plastic wrapper Pushed back her fringe, see her birthmark she can finally be the person she wanted to be ******************** Funny Little Frog Honey, lovin' you is the greatest thing, I get to be myself and I get to sing, I get to play at being irresponsible, I come home late and love your soul, I never forget you in my prayers, I never have a bad thing to report. You're my picture on the wall, You're my vision in the hall, You're the one I'm talking to, When I get in from my work, You are my girl, and you don't even know it, And you're the funny little frog in my throat. My eyesight's fading, my hearing's dim, I can't get insured for the state I'm in, I'm a danger to myself I've been starting fights, At the party at the club on a Saturday night, But I don't get disapproving from my girl, She gets all the highlights wrapped in pearls. You're my picture on the wall, You're my vision in the hall, You're the one I'm talking to, When I get in from my work, You are my girl, and you don't even know it, I am living out the life of a poet, I am the jester in the ancient courts, And you're the funny little frog in my throat. I had a conversation with you last night, It was a little one sided but that's all right, I tell you in the kitchen about my day, You sit on the bed in the dark changing place, With the ghost that was there before you came, You've come to save my,my life again. I don't dare to touch your hand, I don't dare to think of you, In a physical way, And I don't know how you smell, You are the cover of my magazine, You're my fashion tip, a living museum, I'd pay to visit you on rainy Sundays, And maybe tell you all about it, someday. *********************** Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying Ooh! Get me away from here I'm dying Play me a song to set me free Nobody writes them like they used to So it may as well be me Here on my own now after hours Here on my own now on a bus Think of it this way You could either be successful or be us With our winning smiles, and us With our catchy tunes and words Now we're photogenic You know, we don't stand a chance Oh, I'll settle down with some old story About a boy who's just like me Thought there was love in everything and everyone You're so naive! They always reach a sorry ending They always get it in the end Still it was worth it as I turned the pages solemnly, and then With a winning smile, the poor boy With naivety succeeds At the final moment, I cried I always cry at endings Oh, that wasn't what I meant to say at all From where I'm sitting, rain Falling against the lonely tenement Has set my mind to wander Into the windows of my lovers They never know unless I write "This is no declaration, I just thought I'd let you know goodbye" Said the hero in the story "It is mightier than swords I could kill you sure But I could only make you cry with these words" ********************* Ghost Of Rockschool I've seen God in the sun I've seen God in the street God before bed and the promise of sleep God in my dreams and the free ride of grace But it all disappears And then I wake up Was it too late? Was it just your fate? There's a demon that waits at the garden gate If you get past him maybe Lawrence and Phil Will be waiting to take you to the ghost of rockschool Everything hums As the blue heart turns And the blue girls dawn us when the sun goes down A story tonight is from your solitude heights I got a window on your constellation Master I love from the ground above There's the stars below as my memory flows Every picture frame is beating louder than time Every clock in the hall is bending slowly She's in her tower And she's beautiful, sure The quicker you learn she has no soul to discern At least no business of yours You bear the vacuum of scars She was put there to tempt you Like the perfume of flowers I've seen God in the sun I've seen God in the street God before bed and the promise of sleep God in my dreams and the free ride of grace I've seen God shining up from her reflection I've seen God in the sun I've seen God in the street God before bed and the promise of sleep God in the puddles and the lane beside houses I've seen God shining up from her reflection ************************** I'm A Cuckoo I'm glad to see you I had a funny dream And you were wearing funny shoes You were going to a dance You were dressed like a punk but you are too young to remember I'm glad to see you I'm outside the house I'm not thinking right today I've got no energy I'm glad that you are waiting with me Tell me all about your day Breaking off is misery I see a wilderness for you and me Punctuated by philosophy I'm wondering how things could've been I'm happy for you You've made it hard for me I counted on your company You are staying with your friends tonight I'm feeling sorry for myself I keep taking everything to be a sign I'm happy for you But now I know this hurt is poison Too sharp to be bled I'm sitting on my empty bed I'm on my empty bed At night the fever grows it's pounding pounding I'd rather be in Tokyo I'd rather listen to Thin Lizzy-oh And watch the Sunday gang in Harajuku There's something wrong with me, I'm a cuckoo Scary moment, lovin' every moment I was high from playing shows We lost a singer to her clothes My trouble raised its ugly head I was revealed And I was home in bed I was a kid again Jesus told me, go after every coin like it was the last in the world And protect the wayward child But I'm a little lost sheep I need my Bo Peep You know I need My Shepherd here tonight Breaking off is misery I see a wilderness for you and me Punctuated by philosophy I'm wondering how things could've been I'd like to see you But really I should stay away And let you settle down I've got no claims to your crown I was the boss of you And I loved you You know I loved you It's all over now And I was there for you When you were lonely I was there when you were bad I was there when you were sad Now it's my time of need I'm thinking, do I have to plead to get you by my side? I'd rather be in Tokyo I'd rather listen to Thin Lizzy-oh And watch the Sunday gang in Harajuku There's something wrong with me, I'm a cuckoo ************************** I'm Not Living in the Real World Born on a Sunday, everyday is Monday That is what I've heard About the real world Up on the morning, Heading for the schoolyard Big boys being bullies make it so hard? It's a lesson for the real world Seems so far away the real world Up to the bigger school Trying not to be foot Hear I am new shoes and cagoule Look I'm getting closer to the real world ("Tell me where the girls are?" Thinking about happiness Thinking about Tara Thinking about sorrow Thinking about Sara Sorrow and Sara are the very same word In my young life I get so hurt Will I make it in the real world? Gluing up my Airfix kit Cigarettes after gym Had a pint of Special Brew Won't do that again Train for examination, got me traction. Mickey mouse college course, Looking for action Play guitar, stacking shelves Holding back in the real world Now it's Monday morning, I'm still yawning Scuffing down the city street Heading for the clock on Bought a 'Daily Record' like a real man Well I made it to the real world But I'm not living in the real world ********************* I'm Waking Up To Us i need someone to take some joy in something i do you need a man who's either rich or losing a screw you know i love you here's the irony you're going to walk away intact i think you never liked me anyway you like yourself and you like men to kiss your arse expensive clothes please stop me there i think i'm waking up to us we're a disaster you don't want to know me 'cause you move in circles of the brave where art defines their lives she was the one love of my life, and i let her go and if i look like death today, then please let her know i never wanted to do harm to her i only wanted her to see the beauty of the world surrounding her but when she opened up her eyes it's much too late our chance has gone she's with a guy who takes the prize for everything i ever showed her digging all the fun because she's older i fed her with a spoon i made her mother smile i helped the kid survive she was the one love of my life, she showed me the road i loved her dog, her steady gaze, the chapter is closed i always wanted all the best for her the best thing was to stay away she grew up and she left the rest of us and now the understanding's gone i haven't changed, how could i? i'm pretty much the same person i cannot keep the anger hidden anymore but lucky for you, you are not around my anger turns to pity and to love the season has arrived ********************* I Could Be Dreaming I could be sleeping I could be dreaming I could have ordinary people chasing me from town to town Mission Impossible They've got a spy for every blink of your eye I'm feeling awkward I'm feeling toungue tied They've got a knife for every time you take the same train into work A family's like a loaded gun You point it in the wrong direction someone's going to get killed If you had such a dream Would you get up and do the things you believe in? Is he your husband? Or just your boyfriend? Is he the moron who's been beating you and keeping you inside? I've never done this kind of thing But if I kill him now, well who's going to miss him? I went up to the school I took a walk up Castlehill For every step there was a local boy who wants to be a hero Do you want to do it now? Outside the butchers with a knife and a bike chain If you had such a dream Would you get up and do the things you believe in? If you had such a dream, would you get up and do the things If you had such a dream, would you get up and do the things While your head is clear, while your head is clear While your head is clear, while your head is clear If you had such a dream Would you get up and do the things you believe in? *********************** I Didn't See It Coming Make me dance, I want to surrender Your familiar arms, I remember We've been going transcontinental Got no car, we just take a rental But we don't have the money (money makes the wheels and the world go round) Forget about it, honey Make me dance, I want to surrender Your familiar arms, I remember Everybody's talking about you Every word's a whisper without you But we don't have the money (money makes the wheels and the world go round) Forget about it, honey Trouble's never far away when you're around I didn't see it coming I'm just not in the running Take me on a train 'cos I'm not flying I can see the world from a different side Read about us in the morning papers When we make it alive I didn't see it coming I'm just not in the running And we don't need a lifetime We're following the right line ****************** I Don't Love Anyone I don't love anyone You're not listening You're playing with something You're playing with yourself I don't love anyone You're not listening even now You're playing with something You're playing with someone else If there's one thing that I learned when I was a child It's to take a hiding I don't love anything No, not even Christmas Especially not that I don't love anything I don't love anyone Well, maybe my sister Maybe my baby brother too, yeah I don't love anyone If there's one thing that I learned when I was still a child It's to take a hiding, yeah If there's one thing that I learned when I was still a child It's to be alone If there's one thing that I learned when I was still a child It's to take a hiding, yeah Out in the street today The kids are out playing, having fun Well, I pass them by I'm not a kid, no I don't love anyone I met a man today And he told me something pretty strange There's always somebody saying something He said, "The world was as soft as lace." But I don't love anyone I don't love anyone I don't love anyone I don't love anyone I don't love anyone I don't love anyone I don't love anyone I don't love anyone If there's one thing that I learned when I was still a child It's to take a hiding ********************* I Don't Want To Play Football I don't want to play football I don't understand the rules of the game I don't want to play football I don't understand the thrill of the running, catching, throwing Taking orders from a moron Grabbing for the sweaty crotches Getting hit by people I don't know Sugar, I'd rather play a different sort of game Sugar, the girls are just as good as boy at playing ************************ I Fought In A War I fought in a war and I left my friends behind me To go looking for the enemy, and it wasn't very long Before I would stand with another boy in front of me And a corpse that just fell into me, with the bullets flying round And I reminded myself of the words you said when we were getting on And I bet you're making shells back home for a steady boy to wear Round his neck, well it won't hurt to think of you as if you're waiting for This letter to arrive because I'll be here quite a while I fought in a war and I left my friends behind me To go looking for the enemy, and it wasn't very long Before I found out that the sickness there ahead of me Went beyond the bedsit infamy of the decade gone before And I reminded myself of the words you said when we were getting on And I bet you're making shells back home for a steady man to wear Round his neck, well it won't hurt to think of you as if you're waiting for This letter to arrive because I'll be here quite a while I fought in a war, and I didn't know where it would end It stretched before me infinitely, I couldn't really think Of the day beyond now, keep your head down pal There's trouble plenty in this hour, this day I can see hope I can see light And I reminded myself of the looks you gave when we were getting on And I bet you're making shells back home for a steady man to wear Round his neck, well it won't hurt to think of you as if you're waiting for This letter to arrive because I'll be here quite a while ************************* I Know Where The Summer Goes I know where the summer goes When you're having no fun When you're under the thumb I know where the summer dwells If your underarm smells And your kitchen looks like hell I know where the summer goes If you're scraping a pot, and your head is hot Put your head down, put your thumbs up girl With the smell of hot desk And the glitter of your step He was right, he's the upcoming guru of the city No one told the city councillors I know, you can tell me again I've got my mobile phone Full of silicon chips No one likes a smart arse But I've seen a pattern emerge I will race you up the hill Where the boy who made records out of postcard messages And flowering cherries rain on kids like you Look twice at the kid with the crimped And overheated hair They ran a book on his looks Odds on was the noble pose and The denim hard riff of the Irish Troubadour But the boy came from nowhere to Steal the hearts of lassies in the lavvies of the club tonight ************** I Love My Car I love my car I'll admit today I've gone too far To enamour myself of my little motor car I love my dog I love my pussy cat, I love the rat That lives under the floor and makes his bed from novelettes I wish I could say the same for you The day will come soon when I look in your eyes but I won't see you I've got a head like a soaking sponge I've got a tongue like a little slug I won't be bugged by trivia I love my Carl I love my Brian my Dennis and my Al I could even find it in my heart to love Mike Love I wish I could say the same for you The day will come soon when I look in your eyes to see you smiling ***************** I Took A Long Hard Look I took a? long hard look At the heroes of my youth. And their antics on the page there on Can no longer sustain me Ever since I was a boy They brought me joy But the shackles of the way I was Can no longer contain me It was exciting And enlightening Reverberating through my dreams Goodbye to reality And set a course for wayward schemes. Now I can't sing I can't feel I don't know what is real. I was travelling through the past for years Tell me what's my destination Now the past is gone I don't even have a song We've not sung before To a closing door Tell me what's my situation? I saw the film, I lived the book I got the haircut That's all it took But now I know it's going to take A little more now I'm awake I took along hard look Now I'm waiting for the phone to ring I glance at the inbox Is there any tantalising mail there in There was lust in my restless heart But now I know what true love means Goodbye to reality And set sail for dreamsy **************************** I Want The World To Stop I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop) Give me the morning (give me the understanding) I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop) Give me the morning, give me the afternoon The night, the night Let me step out of my shell I'm wrapped in sheets of milky winter disorder Let me feel the air again, the talk of friends The mind of someone my equal I want the world to stop… Tinseltown has followed me from Tinseltown to Grey adorable city by the docks Girls will walk in moving air the sun hangs low the girls don’t care As they paint themselves at dusk. I want the world to stop… Towns’ and cities’ populations up and grow The workers move to the suburbs In between I watch and go I run along side rush hour traffic a prayer for every car I want the world to stop… I want to write a message to you Everyday at 10 o clock in the evening Yellow pearl my city is This is your art this is your Balzac your Brookside and your Bach ********************** If She Wants Me I wrote a letter on a nothing day. I asked somebody, “Could you send my letter away?” “You are too young to put all of your hopes in just one envelope.” I said goodbye to someone that I love. It’s not just me, I tell you it’s the both of us. And it was hard, Like coming off the pills that you take to stay happy. Someone above has seen me do alright. Someone above is looking with a tender eye. Upon your face, you may think you’re alone but you may think again. If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy. They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes. On second thoughts, I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend, If she wants me. And far away somebody read the letter. He condescends to read the words I wrote about him. And if he smiles, it’s no more than a genius deserves For all your curious nerve and your passion. I’m going deaf, you’re growing melancholy. Things fall apart, I don’t know why we bother at all. But life is good and it’s always worth living at least for a while. If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy. They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes. On second thoughts, I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend, If she wants me. If you think to yourself, “What should I do now?” Than take the baton, and girl, you better run with it. 'Cause there is no point in standing in the past cause it’s over and done with. I took a book and went into the forest. I climbed the hill, I wanted to look down on you. But all I saw was twenty miles of wilderness so I went home. If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy. They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes. On second thoughts, I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend, If she wants me. If I could do just one near perfect thing I’d be happy. They’d write it on my grave, or when they scattered my ashes. On second thoughts, I’d rather hang around and be there with my best friend, If she wants me. If she wants me, yeah. If she wants me, yeah. If she wants me, yeah.

If You're Feeling Sinister Anthony walked to his death because he thought he'd never feel this way again If he goes back to the house then things would go from bad to worse, what could he do? He wants to remember things exactly as he left them on that FUNNY DAY And if there is something else beyond, he isn't scared because It's bound to be less boring than today It's bound to be less boring than tomorrow Hilary WENT to her death because she couldn't think of anything to say Everybody thought that she was boring, so they never listened anyway Nobody was really saying anything of interest, she fell asleep She was into S&M and bible studies Not everyone's cup of tea she would admit to me Her cup of tea, she would admit to no one Her cup of tea, she would admit to me Her cup of tea, she would admit to no one Hilary went to the Catholic Church because she wanted information The vicar, or whatever, took her to one side and gave her confirmation Saint Theresa's calling her, the church up on the hill is looking lovely But it DIDN'T interest, the only things she wants to know is How and why and WHEN and WHERE to go How and why and WHEN and WHERE to follow How and why and WHEN and WHERE to go How and why and WHEN and WHERE to follow But if you are feeling sinister Go off and see a minister He'll try in vain to take away the pain of being a hopeless unbeliever When she got back, her spirituality was thrown into confusion So she got a special deal on renting From the man at Rediffusion "Look at me! I'm on TV It makes up for the shortcomings of being poor Now I'm in a million pieces", picked up for deliberation By the people listening at home By the people watching on the telly By the people listening at home By the people watching on the telly But if you are feeling sinister Go off and see a minister He'll try in vain to take away the pain of being a hopeless unbeliever But if you are feeling sinister Go off and see a minister Chances are you'll probably feel better If you stayed and played with yourself ************************** If You Find Yourself Caught In Love If you find yourself caught in love Say a prayer to the man above Thank him for everything you know You should thank him for every breath you blow If you find yourself caught in love Say a prayer to the man above Thank him for every day you pass You should Thank him for saving your sorry ass If you’re single, but looking out You must raise your prayer to a shout Another partner must be found Someone to take your life beyond Another TV “I Love 1999” Just one more box of cheapo wine If you find yourself caught in love say a prayer to the man above But If you don’t listen to the voices then my friend You’ll soon run out of choices What a pity it would be You talk of freedom don’t you see The only freedom that you’ll ever really know Is written in books from long ago Give up your will to Him that loves you Things will change, I’m not saying overnight You’ve gotta start somewhere Start by kidding on you care If you find yourself out of love Shed a tear for the one you love Tell your boss that you’ve gone away Down your tools for a holiday But If you’re going off to war then I wish you well But don’t be sore If I cheer the other team Killing people’s not my scene I prefer to give the inhabitants a say Before you blow their town away I like to watch them play I like to marvel at the random beauty of a simple village girl Why should she be the one who’s killed? If you find yourself caught in love... ********************* Is It Wicked Not To Care Is it wicked not to care when they say that you're mistaken Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there? Is it wicked not to care when you've wasted many hours Talking endlessly to anyone that's there? I know the truth awaits me But still I hesitate because of fear Skipping tickets making rhymes Is that all that you believe in? Wearing rags to make you pretty by design Rusting armour for effect It's not fun to watch the rust grow For it will all be over when you're dead Counting acts and clutching thoughts By the river where the moss grows Over rocks the water running all the time Is it wicked when you smile Even though you feel like crying Even though you could be sick at any time? But if there was a sequel Would you love me as an equal? Would you love me till I'm dead? Instrumental If there was a sequel Would you love me like an equal? Would you love me till I'm dead? And if there was a sequel Would you love me as an equal? Would you love me till I'm dead Or is there someone else instead? ******************* It Could Have Been A Brilliant Career He had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Painting lines in a school that was too well known Painting lines with a friend that had gone before She challenged everyone to a fight But the people all backed down And they ran her out of town Cause she drank and swore and spoke Out of turn, she was the village joke She had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Getting clients to finance her strategies Filling time in on Safeways on Saturday She wears the clothes of an emperor But her paintings are a sham And they're going for a grand When the dealers come to view Do they ever see the real you? He had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Selling lies to the boys with the old Dansettes Pulling the wool, playing the fool, it's no wonder that He is dribbling spit tonight And the one he sent away Was the only one who stayed With a spoon and a decent book And you can tell by the way she looks she is sorry and resigned As he wets himself for the final time ******************** Jonathan David Jonathan David I know you like her Well, I like her too I know she likes you It? not as if I? being sent off to war There are worse things in this world There? still room in my wooden horse for two I was Jonathan to your David You?e still king Well I thought about her I dreamed she'd come I'd make my escape I thought she liked ME but somehow I was wrong I know you don't want it this way But it's ok It's not like we'll be parted It's not like we'll never know love And she'll smile for you She'll hold your hand You'll be in love, there's no other way And I will make it someday Well, I know you like her Well, I like her too I know she likes you It? not as if I? being sent off to war There are worse things in this world There? still room in my wooden horse for two I was Jonathan to your David You?e still king Visions of love recolected Have we ever been true? I know that I have It's time for you to go It's all in the stones that you throw I want you to know It's not like we'll be parted It's not like we'll never know love And she'll smile for you She'll hold your hand You'll be in love, there's no other way And I will make it someday People say that "We'll never change" "We'll never change" But I have You and her in the local newspaper You will be married and you'll be gone Married and you'll be gone ******************* Judy And The Dream Of Horses Judy wrote the saddest song She showed it to a boy in school today Judy, where did you go wrong? You used to make me smile when I was down Judy was a teenage rebel She did it with a boy when she was young She gave herself to books and learning She gave herself to being number one Judy, I don't know you if you're gonna show me everything Judy, I don't know you if you're gonna show me everything Judy got a book at school She went under the cover with her torch She fell asleep till it was morning She dreamt about the girl who stole a horse Judy never felt so good except when she was sleeping Judy never felt so good except when she was sleeping Judy, let's go for a walk We can kiss and do whatever you want But you will be disappointed You will fall asleep with ants in your pants Judy, you're just trying to find and keep the dream of horses And the song she wrote was Judy and the Dream of Horses Dream of Horses You dream of horses The best looking boys are taken The best looking girls are staying inside So Judy, where does that leave you? Walking the street from morning to night With a star upon your shoulder lighting up the path that you walk With a parrot on your shoulder, saying everything when you talk If you're ever feeling blue Then write another song about your dream of horses Write a song about your dream of horses Call it Judy And The Dream Of Horses Call it Judy And The Dream Of Horses You dream of horses ********************** Lazy Line Painter Jane Working the village shop Putting a poster up Dreaming of anything Dreaming of the time when you are free from all the trouble you're in In the mud, on your knees Trying hard not to please Anyone, all the time Being a rebel's fine But you go all the way to being brutal You will have a boy tonight You will have a boy tonight On the first bus out of town On the first bus out of town Let's see your kit for games All the girls look the same You are challenging style for running miles You're running miles in some boys jumper Boo to the business world! You know a girl who's tax free on her back and making Plenty cash While you are working for the joy of giving You will have a boy tonight You will have a boy tonight On the last bus out of town On the last bus out of town You will have a boy tonight Or maybe you will have a girl tonight And you hope that they will see And you hope that they will see You are in two minds Tossing a coin to decide whether you should tell your folks About a dose of thrush you got while you were licking railings But you read in a book That you got free in Boots There are lotions, there are potions You can take to hide your shame from all those prying eyes Lazy Jane, all the time Painting lines You are sleeping at bus stops Wondering how you got your name And what you're going to do about it You will have a boy tonight You will have a boy tonight And you hope that she will see And you hope that she will see ****************** Le Pastie De La Bourgeoisie Sunbeam shine, mousy girl on the end pew You'd stay home, oh if only I let you Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie Municipal pool, you're a junior life saver And your friends are all serious ravers Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie Reading Judy Blume But you came too soon You're too tall, much too tall for a boyfriend They run and hide, from your buck teeth and split ends Don't be scared, like the books you've read You're the heroine You'll be doing fine Wouldn't you like to get away? Bestowing the memory of good and evil On the ones you left behind The heartless swine And you love like nobody around you How you love, and a halo surrounds you Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie In the Autumn cool Say cheerio to school Listen Dear, I've been watching you lately And if I said all these things you would hate me Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie At the church bazaar I think I went too far Wouldn't you like to get away? Kerouac's beckoning with open arms, And open fields of eucalyptus Westward bound Wouldn't you like to get away? Give yourself up to the allure of Catcher In The Rye The future's swathed in Stars and Stripes ********************** Legal Man L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back Refer to our discussions, confirm the terms of our love affair I exercise all options, and I know I'll see you there BA-BA-BA etc. etc. L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back Not withstanding provisions of clauses 1,2,3 and 4 Extend contractual period, me and you for evermore You're the Legal Man, you've got to prove that you're no liar I'll render services that you may reasonably require L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back Get out of the city and into the sunshine Get out of the office and into the springtime Get out of the city and into the sunshine Get out of the office and into the springtime Get out of the city and into the sunshine Get out of the office and into the springtime Get out of the city and into the sunshine Get out of the office and into the springtime ******************** Like Dylan In The Movies Lisa's kissing men like a long walk home When the music stops Take a tip from me, don't go through the park When you're on your own, it's a long walk home If they follow you Don't look back Like Dylan in the movies On your own If they follow you It's not your money that they're after boy it's you Pure easy listening, settle down On the pillow soft when they've all gone home You can concentrate on the ones you love You can concentrate, hey, now they've gone If they follow you Don't look back Like Dylan in the movies On your own If they follow you It's not your money that they're after boy it's you Yeah you're worth the trouble and you're worth the pain And you're worth the worry, I would do the same If we all went back to another time I will love you over I will love you If they follow you Don't look back Like Dylan in the movies On your own If they follow you Tenderly you turn the light off in your room ****************** Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John (feat. Norah Jones) [Stuart What a waste, I could've been your lover What a waste, I could've been your friend Perfect love is like a blossom that fades so quick When it's blowing up a storm in May Travel south until your skin turns WARMER Travel south until your skin turns brown Put a language in your head and get on a train And then come back to the one you love [Norah Yeah you're great, you're just part of this lifetime of dreaming That extends to the heart of this long summer feeling Quiet night, you see the tv's glowing Quiet night, you hear the walls are awake Being you I'm getting out of a party crowd Can I see what's underneath your bed? Can I stay until the milkman's working? Can I stay until the cafe awakes? [Together Do you hate me in the light? Did you get a fright? When you looked across from where you lay Yeah you're great, you're just part of this lifetime of dreaming That extends to the heart of this long summer feeling All the history of wars I invent in my head Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John All the history of wars I invent in my head Little Lou, Ugly Jack, Prophet John [Stuart What a waste, I could've been your lover [Norah What a waste, I could've been your friend ******************** Lord Anthony Anthony, bullied at school Get your own back now you are cool Or are you scared bunking off though you're a toff? It's all gone wrong again, you've got Double Maths. But the teacher's got no control The boys all run riot "You will stay quiet or you will die." Tony, at the back of the gym Smoke another one, your chances are slim, 'Cause here they come again And they got you on the ground. Tasting blood again; At least it's your own. When will you realize it doesn't pay To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys? "So shut your mouth, start kicking the football." Bang on the teeth. You are off for a week, boy. You may as well take it in the guts, it can't get worse. Just take it in the guts, it can't get worse than this. 'Cause you'll soon be old enough to leave them Without a notion of a care You'll leave two fingers in the air To linger there. Tony, you're a bit of a mess; Melted Toblerone under your dress. If the kids could see you they would pass you right by. Blue mascara running over your eye. When will you realize it doesn't pay To be smarter than teachers, smarter than most boys? "Shut your mouth, start kicking the football" Bang on the teeth. You were off for a week, boy. (Anthony. it could be worse) (Anthony, it could be worse) They call you Lord Anthony but hey, it could be worse. Lord Anthony but hey, it could be worse. Lord Anthony but hey, it kind of suits you anyway... You'll soon be old enough to leave them Without a notion of a care You'll leave two fingers in the air To linger there. *********************** Love On The March Animals come, banging their drums Street clears in summer kids run around, having their fun men are already drunk A religious holiday's begun maybe it's because we have no sun Marching begins, animals sing words that are twisted to meanings of hate, look at the face bitter and ready to fight a religious holiday's begun maybe it's because we have no sun Lost in the crowd shouting loud Drinking my fill of a bottle of gin I'll do anything to help me forget about you You're full of it, You hopelessly flirt with that girl who works in the pub for a night but at closing time you will be at my door Tell me what it is I have to do? I'd sacrifice everything for you. I was feeling so good and the sun was shining all I wanted was to get across the street I made my biggest mistake when I left her with a yelling match and a broken kettle. I'm sick of this, you're a little kid I always have to bail you out when you take off with your drinking friends and their idiot games If you sing the songs you half deserve to take a beat They beat me up 'cause I crossed the march they said I need to learn a bit of respect but I am on their side and I follow the team when I get out of here somebody's gonna get it. ********************** Marx And Engels There's misery in all I hear and see From people on TV After their tea when life begins again They'll be happier than me There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday From the view I saw today I took a bet inside the launderette With a girl from Wallasey She spoke in dialect I could not understand But one thing that she made clear There was no coming on to her There was no way Instrumental There's misery in all I hear and see From people on TV After their tea when life begins again They'll be happier than me There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday From the view I saw today I took a bet inside the launderette With a girl from Wallasey She spoke in dialect I could not understand But one thing that she made clear There was no coming on to her There was no intellect That she could respect If it couldn't see That the girl just wants to be Left alone with Marx and Engels for a while She's writing in the style Of any riot girl **************** Mary Jo Mary Jo, living alone Drinking tea, on her own She wants, I don't know what you want Mary Jo, living alone Drinking gin the telly's on She wants The night to follow day and back again She doesn't want to sleep Well who could blame her if she wants? The night to follow day and back again She doesn't want to sleep Well who could blame her, if she sleeps? Well who could blame her, if she sleeps? Well who could blame her, if she's sleeping? Mary Jo, back with yourself For company, keep telling yourself you're young And It'll happen soon Mary Jo, no one can guess What you've been through Now you've got love to burn It's someone else's turn to go through Hell Now you can see them come from fifty yards Yeah you can tell It's someone else's turn to take a fall And now you are the one who's strong enough to help them The one who's strong enough to help them The one who's strong enough to help them all Mary Jo, you're looking thin You're reading a book, "The State I Am In" But oh, it doesn't help at all What you want is a cigarette And a thespian with a caravanette in Hull Yeah, life is never dull in your dreams A pity that it never seems to work the way you see it Life is never dull in your hand A sorry tale of action and the men you left for Women, and the men you left for Intrigue, and the men you left for dead ******************* Mayfly Lovesick on a sunny afternoon, You are tired of staying in, You are waiting for a sign. Mayfly, woken up when skies are clear, I don't mind you coming near, Keep me company til she comes again. You are the one who's making do, I am the one who's privy to, Cause you saw him in the park, Cause you saw him at the bridges With the people in the dark. Cana was the start of something big, You are there in the beginning, You were there to see him play. Mayfly, woken up when skies are blue, I don't mind the sight of you, Keep me company till she comes again. You are the one who's making do, I am the one who's privy to, Cause you saw him at the celebration Standing at the side, He had the moves to save the day, But you would love him anyway. Lovesick, you came back upon yourself, You are the one left on the shelf, You are incapable of playing the fool. Longing, so what's different today? You send the boy and girl away, You are concerned with matters lofty. But puzzled so it makes you sick, Your diary's looking like the Bible With its verses lost in time, Lost in meaning to the people who surround you It's a crying shame, You know it's a crying shame, You know it's a crying shame... Mayfly, woken up when skies are blue, I don't mind the sight of you, Keep me company til she comes again. Mayfly, woken up when skies are clear, I don't mind you coming near, Keep me company till she comes again, La la la la, She comes again, La la la la, She comes again, La la la la la...

Me And The Major Me and the Major could become close friends cause we Get on the same train and he wants to talk to me Me and the Major could become close friends cause we Get on the same train and he wants to talk But there is too much history, too much biography between us Me and the Major don't see eye to eye on a Number of things, he'll take a guy like me and then Me and the Major don't see eye to eye on a Number of things, he'll take a guy like me And put him in the army Cause the Queen's own army makes a man of you But he doesn't understand and he doesn't try He knows there's something missing and he knows it's you and I We're the younger generation, we grew up fast All the others did drugs They're taking it out on us They're taking it out on us Me and the Major are from different worlds, but if I get stuck in the lift it's always with a toff Me and the Major are from different worlds, but if I get stuck in the lift it's always with a man Of noble standing who looks down on me like I was never born I think the Major's going quite insane, he goes Along the pavement and comes back again, oh yeah I think the Major's going quite insane, he goes Along the pavement and comes back again Like he is on parade, and he is on parade At least he thinks so Now he is swapping his tent for a sheltered home He doesn't have a family, he is living alone He remembers all the punks and the hippies too And he remembers Roxy Music in seventy-two He doesn't understand and he doesn't try He knows there's something missing and he knows it's you and I We're the younger generation, we grew up fast All the others did drugs They're taking it out on us They're taking it out on us They're taking it out on us I want a dance, I want a drink of whisky so I Forget the Major and go up the town Because the snow is falling *********************** Meat And Potatoes My baby came to me lately 'Honey, please don't take this bad, but maybe When you laid me Could we try to spice it up?' I looked across the table First to see if she was joking No joke There was no flicker Just a girl who wanted more Than meat and potatoes She may stop at whips and chains She needs carousal More arousal A bit of pain So we started by using handcuffs We tried a can of cold whipped cream I was allergic to so much dairy She had to finish it all by herself Then I slapped her She wasn't expecting So she hit me back She friggin' cracked me I got a nose bleed She was angry She wanted more Than mean and potatoes She may stop at pumps and drains! She needs carousal More arousal A bit of pain Invite the neighbours Or total strangers Give yourself a leg up, honey Wear 'The Queen' mask Put on the French basque It's full of handy holes If we're going to use them all We're going to need more than Meat and potatoes! She may draw the line at dolls and freaks She needs some abusing Some amusement To get through the week 'I know you respect me You won't reject me And the arrow of our love is straight and true' ************************ Mornington Crescent Mornington Crescent I think of you Rain in the southeast Men feeling blue Men with their bowlers Kids with their spats Ladies with chauffeurs Dogs wearing hats and jackets Rich apartments Old punk posters Tartan garments I love the exquisite array I love the camp as camp parade The possibilities suggest themselves to me Mornington Crescent The sun in the east I've got a job on For a Senegalese rich arbitrator In African law To paint his apartment, strip down the walls Came down between us lately Lust and want and need just caved in 'Is it wise?' The answer's no It never is but since you ask We pause thoughtfully, for twenty seconds reprieve Then it's off with the briefs Mornington Crescent Sin is my game We'll all be lined up Irrelevant fame Next to the broker, the nurse and the drunk I was a joker, the wannabe punk that got lucky Had a good time Life became fruitless Egotistic swine to all your friends All the ladies and the men The possibilities suggest themselves to me We're a little too free. ******************** Mr. Richard Saw a suit in Daddy's wardrobe, I took a swipe Lapels, size of islands, gangster white line pinstripe Laughed off the street in the name of my rock'n'roll Still a caterwauling groove will start off vacation Eighties plastic Soul don't give palpatation Richie, he no like, he call out the firing squad ba ba ba... Richie look for suede, me I look for leather Sartorially we groove, occasional disaster For tight black canvas no make for a straight legged sixties scenester Then we hit the street with poise of commando Clothes, guitar but arsenal missing one thing Exotic Glasgow chick, they call her the 'Carmen Veranda' ba ba ba... Me and Richie dream to be like Mr Richard Strung-out and?secure yes we make like junkie Hooked up on that stuff they call it the Rock'n'roll I need to consecrate, I need consecration Clipped and soulful guitar riffing out the nation The nation in my head, the national sixties sensation ba ba ba.... ****************** My Wandering Days Are Over Y' know my wandering days are over Does that mean that I'm getting boring? You tell me I'm tired of listening to myself, yeah I'm tired of fixing things for Michael and the rest of them Y' know my bip-bopping days are over I hung my boots up and then retired from the disco floor The centre of my so called being is The space between your bed and wardrobe with the louvre doors (With the louvre doors) Y' know my celibate days are over You put me straight on the finer points of my speech rehearsed In the mirror of my steamy bathroom Where the lino tells a sorry story in a monologue (In a monologue) Six months on, the winter's gone The disenchanted pony Left the town with the circus boy The circus boy got lonely It's summer, and it's sister song's Been written for the lonely The circus boy is feeling melancholy It's got to be fate that's doing it A spooky witch in a sexy dress has been bugging me With the story of the way it should be With the story of Sebastian and Belle the singer, yeah Y' know my one man band is over I hit the drum for the final time and I walked away I saw you in Japanese restaurant You were doing it for business men on the piano, Belle You said it was a living Hell You said you were in Hell Six months on, the winter's gone The disenchanted pony Left the town with the circus boy The circus boy got lonely It's summer, and it's sister song's Been written for the lonely The circus boy is feeling melancholy Six months on, the winter's gone The disenchanted pony Left the town with the circus boy The circus boy got lonely It's summer, and it's sister song's Been written for the lonely The circus boy is feeling melancholy ************************* Nice Day For A Sulk Nice day for a sulk The girl smells of milk Her horsey teeth explode around us And we run for cover she found us In the cheapo bar with a bag of chips Nice day for a mood The forecast is good The kids are melting in the doorway Keep the gang together There's no way will you ever be misunderstood by me Nice day for a jam The Fall, Manfred Mann Dance party, summer lasts forever When the band's together and Bobby Drank too much and fell in the Clyde ******************** Night Walk ****************** Paper Boat I think it's going to be all right I think it's going to be just fine I think it's going to get much better than before I think we're going to see the sun I think we're going to have some fun, I think we're going walk out through the open door And maybe when we wake up in the morning Maybe when the darkness starts to fade Maybe in a paper boat we'll both just float away Underneath the river trees Off towards a lazy sea Underneath the bridge that carries people home Past the church where Jesus saves Up and down upon the waves Sailing off towards adventures of our own Maybe when we wake up in the morning, Maybe when the darkness starts to fade Maybe in a paper boat we'll both just float away Maybe when we wake up in the morning, Maybe when the trumpet starts to play Maybe in a paper boat we'll both just float away (Trumpety bit) I think it's going to be good fun ****************** Photo Jenny I'm in a mess, I'm in a dress There's nothing from here till tomorrow morning How will I get there? How will I get there? I don't do drugs All my friends are on their holidays I go outside, it's not so bad I see my friend, he couldn't believe that The girls are holding hands The girls are holding hands Don't be a fool It's 1995, the girls are just friends They got the drugs I could use but then I don't want any All that I want is a photograph of Photo Jenny How will I get one? I don't know How will I get one? I don't know How will I get her to strike a pose? It's getting cold, I'll catch the bus I see my friend when she's finished working Get some fish and chips lalalala what's on the box? 'Man about the house' with Paula Wilcox You see the boy/girl's at the bar You know everyone thinks she's really ugly But I shut my eyes Oh I shut my eyes, i'll make a film And the star of it is... And the star of it is... And the star of it is Photo Jenny They got the drugs I could use but then I don't want any All that I want is a photograph of Photo Jenny How will I get one? I don't know How will I get one? I don't know How will I get her to strike a pose? ***************** Piazza, New York Catcher Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll sail around the world I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take? How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays? Oh elope with me in private and we’ll set something ablaze A trail for the devil to erase San Francisco’s calling us, the Giants and Mets will play Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay? We hung about the stadium, we’ve got no place to stay We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell About the saddest book you ever read It always makes you cry The statue’s crying too and well he may. I love you I’ve a drowning grip on your adoring face I love you my responsibility has found a place Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words Come wave upon me from the family why not that's absurd “You’ll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job” Maybe, but not what she deserves Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll drink ourselves awake We’ll taste the coffee houses and award certificates A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960's style We’ll comment on the decor and we’ll help the passer by And at dusk when work is over we’ll continue the debate In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor He knows the drink affects his speed he’s praying for a doorway Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench Life outside a diamond is a wrench I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend I know it wouldn’t come to love, my heroine pretend A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day You’d settle for an epitaph like “Walk Away, Renee” The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower Meet you at the statue in an hour Meet you at the statue in an hour **************** Put The Book Back On The Shelf Sebastian you're in a mess You had a dream, they called you king Of all the hipsters, is it true? Or are you still the queen? Like getting blood out of a stone The city left you lost and gone You came to dance, but there's no poignancy When they all leave you standing alone The wider issues of the day Just pass you by, you're gonna to pay For looking at the floor When people talk to you You wrote a book about yourself The people left it on the shelf You'll write another one Now you've got a story that's worth talking about Are you happy with yourself? Are you talking to yourself? Are you happy with yourself? Put the book back on the shelf I've seen the company you keep You're on the sofa hidden deep While on the telly Sid James speaks To you like God You're always looking for a sign But boy you blow it every time You hear a voice begin to speak You ignore it and go softly to sleep Are you happy with yourself? (x4) Put the book back on the shelf (x4) Belle & Sebastian On the Radio They insulted children Belle & Sebastian On the Radio Playing songs to learn and sing Belle & Sebastian On the Radio And we're really sorry for all the trouble we caused And all the trouble we caused Belle & Sebastian On the Radio They insulted children **************** Read The Blessed Pages ******************* Rhoda Young girl, she's a simple person Not as young as she looks But whoever is in this day and age In this day and age, yeah She gives me goosebumps, fits and malaria Funny feeling like buying whisky in a whisky bar The things she says Yeah the the things she says And on her arm there's freckles and scars Do you know what they are? Do you know where they came from? Wondering, 'cause she wouldn't tell me No she wouldn't tell me, no She likes to sing a lot, she likes to play a lot But it hurts her so she gave it up for medicinal drugs Now she's really happy Now she's really happy, yeah And she is happy with a fag in her lips And a faggot friend And a fag in the morning with her Special K A ray of sunshine A ray of sunshine, yeah Well I'm in love with a certain boy He's a simple person Not as young as he looks But whoever is in this day and age In this day and age, yeah He gives me goosebumps, fits and malaria Funny feeling like buying whisky in a whisky bar The things he says Yeah the things he says And on his arms there's freckles and scars Do you know what they are? Do you know where they came from? Wondering, 'cause he wouldn't tell me No he wouldn't tell me, no He likes to play a lot, he likes to sing a lot But it hurts him so he gave it up for medicinal drugs Now he's really happy Now he's really happy, yeah And he is happy with a fag in his lips And a faggot friend And a fag in the morning with his Special K A ray of sunshine A ray of sunshine, yeah Yeah he fell to Earth in a rainstorm I don't care wherever he came from 'Cause the boy's all right by me Yeah she fell to Earth in a rainstorm I don't care wherever she came from 'Cause the girl's all right by me, yeah Well I'm in love with a certain boy Well I'm in love with a certain girl ******************* Roy Walker I wandered all night, I wondered all night about you I’ve been here for years just wandering around the neighbourhood Like a fresh manifestation of an old phenomenon A breeze whips through the trees The rustling leaves and branches bend together They’re cued to sway Forever by the forces of the Lord’s choreography I wandered all night, I wondered all night about you I’ve been here for years just wandering around the neighbourhood Just for a second the combination of sights, sounds around him Sends him hurtling back to the mirror of all of his teenager thoughts and fears He passes big houses and family cars They saddled the horses in cobblestone yards He catches the moon looking down from the stars Just like it’s done for years and years I wondered I wondered I wondered all night about you Perpetual feeling in the grown up world that’s all around him That there’s secrets that could be revealed with knowledge and philosophy And “Oh to be dumb, Oh to be smart” He might be nursing a broken heart But feeling this way he’s just playing a part That's been around for centuries I wandered all night, I wondered all night about you I’ve been here for years just wandering around the neighbourhood ********************* Scooby Driver I'm coming over in the wrong direction I only want to be the centre of your attention For long enough to show you I'm worth the trouble that you take I want to see the way that you portray A boy who's going to try to change his life today... I want to see the way that you portray A boy who maybe doesn't have too much to say And you can draw your own conclusions But you'll find I'm not a fake You can turn away from me but there's nothing that'll keep me here you know And you'll never be the city guy Any more than I'll be hosting The Scooby Show ******************* Seeing Other People We lay on the bed there Kissing just for practice Could we please be objective? Cause the other boys are queuing up behind us A hand over my mouth A hand over the window Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle Then we should be ok, and we won't get in a muddle Cause we're seeing other people At least that's what we say we are doing How are you feeling? I don't think you can be dealing With the situation very well You take a lover for a dirty weekend, that's ok But when it's over You are looking at the working week through the eyes of a gigolo You're kissing your elbow You're kissing your reflection And you can't understand why all the other boys are going for the New, tall, elegant rich kids You can bet it is a bitch, kid But if they don't see the quality then it is apparent that You're going to have to change Or you're going to have to go with girls You'd be better off At least they know where to put it We lay on the bed there Kissing just for practice Could we please be objective? Cause the other boys are queuing up behind us A hand over my mouth A hand over the window Well, if I remain passive and you just want to cuddle Then we should be ok, and we won't get in a muddle Cause we're seeing other people At least that's what we say we are doing Seeing other people At least that's what we say we are doing Seeing other people At least that's what we say we are doing ***************** Seymour Stein Seymour Stein- I've been lonely I caught a glimpse of someones face It was mine and I'd been crying Half a world away Ticket for a plane Record company man I won't be coming to dinner My thoughts are far away I'm working on that day North Country girl 1 think she's going to stay Promises of fame, promises of fortune LA to New York- San Francisco back to Boston Has he ever seen Dundee? Won't he hire a limousine? Seymour send her back to me Instrumental I heard dinner went well You liked Chris's jacket He reminded you of Johnny Before he went Electronic Seymour Stein- sorry I missed you Have a nice flight home It's a good day for flying ****************** She's Losing It Lisa knows a girl who's been abused It changed her philosophy in '82 She's always looking for a fight She keeps the neighbours up all night I go to her when I'm feeling slack The girl's using me as a punching bag I think that I could help her out But the girl's got a lot to be mad about BUT in the first moment of her waking up She knows she's losing it, yeah she's losing it When the first cup of coffee tastes like washing up She knows she's losing it, yeah she's losing Yeah she's losing it Lisa met Chelsea at the knocking school Chelsea didn't feel like following the rules So they left the place for another school Where the boys go with boys and the girls with girls Chelsea was the ONE who's been abused It changed her philosophy in '82 She says, "Inch for inch and pound for pound" Who needs boys when there's Lisa round?"> BUT in the first moment of her waking up She knows she's losing it, yeah she's losing it When the first cup of coffee tastes like washing up She knows she's losing it, yeah she's losing it She goes to the mirror to put on her stuff She knows she's losing it, oh yeah she's losing it When she doesn't speak to anyone till four 0' clock She knows she's losing it, yeah she's losing it Oh yeah she's losing it ******************** Simple Things If you want me I'll be there A boy to deal with all your problems But part of the deal Is for you to feel something If you want me look me up I don't exist in usual places Subtle as the wind is grey If you want me you know where I am I saw your arms in a dream And there were blue veins blue Blue veins If you want me all you have to do Is ask a thousand questions Triplicate and file under "Simple things you ask to make a young boy sigh" Young boy sigh Young boy sigh *************** Sleep The Clock Around And the moment will come when composure returns Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigade Look with curious eyes on your raggedy way And for once in your life you've got nothing to say And could this be the time when somebody will come To say, "Look at yourself, you're not much use to anyone" Take a walk in the park, take a valium pill Read the letter you got from the memory girl But it takes more than this to make sense of the day Yeah it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste And you trusted to this, and you trusted to that And when you saw it all come, it was waving the flag Of the United States of Calamity, hey! After all that you've done, boy, I know you're going to pay In the morning you come to the ladies' salon To get all fitted out for The Paperback Throne But the people are living far away from the place Where you wanted to help, you're a bit of a waste And the puzzle will last till somebody will say "There's a lot to be done while your head is still young" If you put down your pen, leave your worries behind Then the moment will come, and the memory will shine Now the trouble is over, everybody got paid Everybody is happy, they are glad that they came Then you go to the place where you've finally found You can look at yourself sleep the clock around ******************** Slow Graffiti There's a portrait In a back room, Which I keep for days upon, which I relent And gaze for hours on the muscle skin and bone of some Imaginary friend. So how about it? Show me please how I will look in twenty years And let me please, Interpret history in every line and scar that's painted There in front of me. It doesn't matter what I'm thinking What I tell myself to do I'll end up calling. I stay in to defrost the fridge Now the kid has gone to bed A feeling of dread. At least when she's around the troubles there, It's worse to wake up with her falling round the room. Listen Johnny; you're like a mother To the girl you've fallen for, And you're still falling. Listen Johnny; You're like a mother to the girl you've fallen for, And you're still falling, And if they come tonight You'll roll up tight and take whatever's coming to you boy. *********************** Song For Sunshine Honey'd sweet apples, they're rotting away Millions of people never start in the race There's stuff on out plates that has not been alive Someone pays full price for my cheap flight life “Sunshine, we all see the same sky” I am a man filled with longing desire The gifts of creation are ready for hire A look at a label is all I require Enough's not enough, I never ask why “Sunshine, we all see the same sky Looking, learning, asking the same 'why?'” Honey'd sweet apples, they're rotting away Millions of people never start in the race There's stuff on out plates that has not been alive Someone else pays the real price of my cheap flight life Wheel of fortune spins, But the wheels on fire come crashing on you Honey'd sweet apples, they're rotting away “Sunshine, we all see the same sky Looking, learning, asking the same 'why?' ******************** Stay Loose I was choking on a cornflake You said “Have some toast instead” I was sleeping maybe three hours You said “You should get to bed” I was waiting at the church door For the minister to show I was looking at the new year You said “Walk before you crawl” I was feeling like a loser You said “Hey, you’ve still got me” I was feeling pretty lonely You said “You wanted to be free” I was looking for a good time You said “Let the good times start” With a quiver of your eyelid You took on someone else’s part Maybe I’m a little greedy You said “Think before you speak” Sometimes I’m a little seedy You said “Everyone is weak” Now I feel a little better Is there something I can do? But I never heard the answer I never had a clue But what about me I don’t really see How things will improve If all you want is to stay loose There’s a little echo calling Like a miner trapped inside If I tell her of this moment She will in me doubts confide And she’s on me like a blanket Like a stalk of wilting grass I’m not sure about her motives I’m not sure about her past But my faith is like a bullet My belief is like a bolt The only thing that lets me sleep at night A little carriage of the soul If it starts a little bleaker Then the year may yet be gold Happiness is not for keeping Happiness is not my goal But what about me I don’t really see How things will improve If all you want is to stay loose But what about them You play mother hen To a gaggle of gangling youth All you want is to stay loose I was living through the seconds My composure was a mess I was miles from tenderness It was dark outside, the day it was broken in pieces Everything is flat and dreary I couldn’t care what’s in the news Television is the blues Television is hysterical laughter of people And I know it could be me I’m always asking for more I keep running round in circles I keep looking for a doorway I’m going to need two lives To follow the paths I’ve been taking ****************** Step Into My Office, Baby She called me up today Meet me down at the old café I jumped into the shower I was getting my marching orders We need to talk Step into my office, baby I want to give you the job A chance of overtime Say, my place at nine? She’d never stand for any lies She’s got an Out Tray full of guys I could sense a breath, a whole new feeling Now she says she wants to call a meeting We need to talk Step into my office, baby I want to give you the job A chance of overtime Say, my place at nine? I’m a slave to work I’m only living when I walk amongst the office staff And catch up with the office wag I’ll be in bed by nine My curtains drawn My thoughts composed I get to work on time She gave me some dictation But my strength is in administration I took down all she said I even took down her little red dress We need to talk Step into my office, baby I’m going to give you the job I’m pushing for a raise I’ve been pushing now for days My output is in decline I was burned out after Thatcher My banner I laid down with a sigh Now I doubt if I’ll ever catch her I’ve got to change my ways Dress for business every day A sharp suit and a kipper tie A big arrow pointing to my fly Have you shaved for work yet, baby? Don't go where the boss is, baby We need to talk Step into my office, baby I want to give you the job A chance of over time Say my place at nine? ****************** Stop, Look And Listen I finally gave myself the time to see you I finally gave myself the time to see you I finally gave myself the time to see you for a while If only we could see past the veneer we'd see another side of you Simone said she would think about not seeing me Simone said she would think about not seeing me Simone said she would think about not seeing me for a while I hung around with her for forty days and forty nights, it was a wilderness If only you would stop, look and listen If only you would stop, look and listen If only you would stop, look and listen you'd be fine But being deaf and being blind just seems to be the way you spend your time Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Your words are true and all I do is dream Spent summer in the city of my childhood Spent summer in the city of my childhood Spent summer in the city of my childhood for old times But there's no going back for me, the faces had all changed I was a stranger He made the same mistake 'til he got wiser He made the same mistake 'til he got wiser By then it was too late and he despised her, what a crime If he was cruel to be kind, he would've saved the trouble and the time Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Your words are true and all I do Think of you, your words are true and all I do Think of you, your words are true and all I do is dream I live alone the silence it can make you I live alone the silence it can take you I live alone the silence it can break you after a while Not long ago I made a deal, the ghosts around the house all seem to like me My life is falling down I am surrounded My life is falling down I am confounded My life is falling down I am dumbfounded, what a mess I lay back silent as a cat and let you work your mysteries of healing Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Being alone, it's not a problem when I think of you Your words are true and all I do Think of you, your words are true and all I do Think of you, your words are true and all I do is dream ************** Storytelling Picture a scene in your mind Looks at all the people and take note of the setting behind Listen, watch, and wait A plot begins to take shape There's a story And then characters will come to you Relating events as they choose to But all their words and actions come entirely from you If you're a storyteller you might think you're without responsibility And you can lead your characters anywhere you want You have immunity Have you considered the way People might react to all the things that your characters say? And are their actions hand in hand with what you want to portray? Are you sick? Are you crippled? Insane? Expressing the desires that daren't speak their name? Are you the one to be blamed? Now you're a storyteller you might think you are without responsibility But in directions, actions and words Cause and effect You need consistency How can you finish the tale? Lives which have played a part Are summarized from the very start And episodes left out to make it all go our way "It's a might big world Some of it I've seen But mostly I've only heard And stories are all fiction from their moment of birth" You're just a storyteller You're not trying to escape responsibility If we believe you then you're successful But you don't make claims of verity ************ String Bean Jean I got my fingers dirty at the school of rock Yeah I got my fingers dirty so I took a walk I went up to the country park and hung around till after dark Till the girls got home Till the girls got home Did I tell you 'bout the one I know, she's on the rag She spent the summer day inside her sleeping bag Yeah she spent the summer day inside until it's time to go to work And she works all night Yeah, the girl's alright The girls have got a house that's like a caravan And it's like your holidays whenever you go round And we always have a laugh and then we all get in the bath To save on the leccy bill Me & Jo & Phil' I had to leave them in the morning I left the keys around the way I had to go to work I had to leave them in the morning I left the keys down in the caf' I had to catch a bus And when Jo was short of cash I had to give her some But I didn't really mind cause I was fit for once So we paid the lacky bill and got the shopping and we still had Some for the cinema So we all went out She asked me "Do I need to lose a bit of weight?" And I said "Oh, don't be stupid 'cause you're looking great" And I call her String Bean Jean because the label on her jeans says Seven to eight years old - well that's pretty small Seven to eight years old - that's pretty small Seven to eight years old - that's pretty small Seven to eight years old ********************* Suicide Girl My friend, She wants, To be a suicide girl. I'll take her picture, For the whole wide world. I've known her for a long time, You could say that I'm a fan, But I always thought that I would be her man. My friend, She wants, To be the girl of suicide. She wants a number, For her radical side. I know that she is special, I can see what she has got, But without her gloves and garnered clothes (?) She will take them to the world, Exposed, she gives it all away. My friend, She sometimes gets anxiety and stress. She got a man, From the NHS. She proclaims a week of sadness! She's abstained from telling jokes! The world will see her poor image, (?) A butterfly to empathy. I know that I can do it, I'm in to light, I'm in to shade. But let's face the facts, We ain't goin' back, When she takes off her clothes we'll never be the same again! ****************** Sukie In The Graveyard Sukie was a kid, she liked to hangout in the graveyard She did brass rubbings, she learned you never had to press hard When she was finished hanging out she was all alone She decided that she better check in at home There was an awful row between her mum and dad They said she hadn't done this, she hadn't done that If she wanted to remain inside the family home She'd have to toe the line, she'd have to give it a go It didn't suit Sukie So she took her things and left Sukie was a kid, she liked to hang out at the art school She didn't enrol, but she wiped the floor with all the arseholes She took a bijou flat with the fraternity cat She hid inside the attic of the sculpture building She had a slut slave and his name was Dave She said ‘Be my photo bitch and I'll make you rich' He didn't believe her but the boy revered her He got her meals and he got her a bed He watched behind the screen and she started to undress He never got far Just lookin' and playing guitar Autumn hanging down all the trees are draped like chandeliers Sukie saw the beauty but she wasn't wet behind the ears She had an A1 body and a face to match She didn't have money, she didn't have cash With the winter coming on, and the attic cold She had to press her nose on the refectory wall They served steamed puddings she went without She had to pose for life for all the scholars of art She didn't feel funny, she didn't feel bad Peeling away everything she had She had the grace of an eel, sleek and stark As the shadows played tricks on the girl in the dark ********************** Sunday's Pretty Icons There is no hole in which to hide There is no plane to catch No hope, tell them that's warm enough No rent to a room that's quiet A friend I've known through six degrees Cools down to where I hide A friend I've known through dreams and prayers She comes back to my side You're so far from wanting to talk You're so far from wanting to say something good Feel something good The sea cries of loves of girls The sea cries of boys The storm, we are the both of us Too close to ever love Whiskey from the island of Sun Whiskey from the year you were born Tastes like kidnap and ransom and exile Somebody asked me what hell was like Somebody asked me for help Somebody asked me what hell was like Lunging and happening, parting of souls Every girl you ever admired Every boy you ever desired Every love you ever forgot Every person that you despised is forgiven *************************** Take Your Carriage Clock And Shove It In the board room the quiet man takes a Second to think what to do He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak And he hears his own voice For years and years he's done nothin’ but bow down and put up with all their demands She sits like a viper and offers the clock Without giving a damn He takes it Honour forbids me but honour be damned You have whined till you got what you want I did the work and when things would go badly You left us to rot He locked the door of the boardroom And turned like the scene from the old country song Towering over the table he's lost He is drunk with it all You only Came back to us when we'd turned it around When we'd rescued your ass from fire Your contribution to all that we did was to say it was dire Night after day after night I've been working Despite of you fuckin’ us all Now I'm gonna die I don't care if you cry Just please leave me alone And spare those tears for yourself We've had those till we're sick You should leave while you still have the chance The others were shocked at this shameful disgrace At the end of an honoured career He paused in the silence to pull down his tie And observe the melee ******************** The Blues Are Still Blue Well look at the kid from school He's teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool He's changing fashion, the way he dress The tracksuits are old, and the hoody's way too moody For the kid with the will to funk He dances in secret; he's a part-time punk She's getting off the plane She wants to write a thesis on the population underprivileged The kids fighting up the lane Shop lifting, just drifting Like The Switchblade And The Cross But if there's trouble she's got the moves She's taking an elementary class in Kung Fu I left my washing in the launderette You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet That when I see my washing The black will be grey and the white will be grey But the blues are still blue I'm crying out for my mum If the malady don't go away we're in a little trouble With the boss of the company I'm a singer, a swinger I'm a layabout but laying on The dock in the lazy sun Will never quite relegate me to a bum I left my lady in the launderette You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet That when I see my lady The black will be white and the white will be black But the blues are still blue Baby, I love your face (baby I love your face) I've been creeping round this town because Well, creeping's just my way (oh oh) But with a little wink I'll be there (little wink I'll be there) I'll be excited for a week, but then excitement starts to fade I know your young, but you're out of touch You're French, your vocabulary's not quite formed I left my homework in the launderette I got a letter from my mamma which my stupid dog has ate I hid behind the fence Here comes the deputy head with the bark of a bulldog He's not making much sense I left my lady in the launderette You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet That when I see my lady The black will be white and the white will be black But the blues are still blue I left my lady in the launderette You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet That when I see my lady The black will be white and the white will be black But the blues are still blue ******************* The Boy Done Wrong Again The boy done wrong again Hang your head in shame and cry your life away The boy done wrong again Hang your head in shame and cry your life away Are you ok now? On Saturday I was an angel shining fair You shone louder, longer You put my shine to shame Put me to shame now What is it I must do to pay for all my crimes? What is it I must do? I would do it all the time Do it all the time now All I wanted was to sing the saddest song And if you would sing along I will be happy now The woodland spring has put the darkness from your thinking If this town's your sinking ship Then you know where to jump Talking dirty, for a hobby that's alright Pour another glass of wine I'll think of England this time All I wanted was to sing the saddest song And if you would sing along Oh if you would sing along if you only sing along I will be happier ***************** The Boy With The Arab Strap A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by Day upon day of this wandering gets you down Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town Hovering silence from you is a giveaway Squalor and smoke's not your style "I don't like this place" We better go Then I compare notes with your older sister I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow What did you learn from your time in the solitary Cell of your mind? There was noises, distractions from anything good And the old prison food Colour my life with the chaos of trouble Cause anything's better than posh isolation I missed the bus You were laid on your back With the boy with the arab strap With the boy from the arab strap It's something to speak of the way you are feeling To crowds there assembled Do you ever feel you have gone too far? Everyone suffers in silence a burden The man who drives minicabs down in Old Compton The Asian man With his love hate affair With his racist clientele A central location for you is a must As you stagger about making free with your lewd and lascivious boasts We all know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing We all know you are hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon Until noon again You're the boy with the filthy laugh You're the boy with the arab strap Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches And sets off the smoke alarm What do you make of the cool set in London? You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks She's a waitress and she's got style Sunday bathtime could take a while