Belle and Sebastian III

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...