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I've come across the desert
To greet you with a smile My camel looks so tired It's hardly worth my while To tell you of my travels Across the golden East I see your preparations Invite me first to feast Take me I'm yours Because dreams are made of this Forever there'll be A heaven in your kiss Amusing belly dancers Distract me from my wine Across Tibetian mountains Are memories of mine I've stood some ghostly moments With natives in the hills Recorded here on paper My chills and thrills and spills It's really been some welcome You never seem to change A grape to tempt your leisure Romantic gestures strange My eagle flies tomorrow It's a game I treasure dear To seek the helpless future My love at last I'm here |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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I met her in a bar room
Her name I didn't catch She looked like something special The kind who'd understand The room was almost spinning She pulled another smile She had the grace like pleasure She had a certain style Sunlight on the lino Woke me with a shake I looked around to find her but she'd gone Goodbye Girl Goodbye Girl Goodbye Girl She took me to her hotel The room on the second floor A kettle and two coffees Her number on the door She said I hardly know you Agreed we kissed goodnight I knew that in the morning Somehow I'd wake to find Goodbye Girl Goodbye Girl Goodbye Girl I lost my silver razor My clubroom locker keys The money in the waistcoat It doesn't bother me My wife has moved to Guernsey So mug is not the word If you ever see her Say hello Goodbye Girl Goodbye Girl Goodbye Girl Goodbye Girl |
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| 3. |
| 3:11 |
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The Indians send signals from the rocks above the pass;
The cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass. The squaw is with the corporal ?she is tied against a tree. She doesn?t mind the language; it?s the beatings she don?t need. She lets loose all the horses when the corporal is asleep, And he wakes to find the fire?s dead and an arrow?s in his ass, And Davy Crockett rides around and says it?s cool for cats. It?s cool for cats. Cool for cats... The Sweeney's doing ninety ?cause they?ve got the word to go. They get a gang of villans in a shed out by Heathrowe. They?re countin?out the fivers when the handcuffs lock again. In and out in one swift with the numbers on their names. It?s funny how the misses always looks the bleedin?same. And meanwhile, at the station, there?s a couple?a likely lads, Who swear like how?s-your-father, and they?re very cool for cats. They?re cool for cats. <Cool for cats...> To change the mood a little, I?ve been posing ?round the pub. I see in my reflection: I?m looking slightly rough. I fancy this; I fancy that. I want a piece of flesh. I give a little muscle and I spend a little cash But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash. And by the time I?m sober, I?ve forgotten what I?ve had. And everybody tells me that it?s cool to be a cat. Cool for cats. Cool for cats... Shape up at the disco when I think I?ve got her pulled. I ask her lots of questions as she hangs on to the wall. I kiss her for the first time and then I take her home. I?m invited in for coffee and I give the dog a bone. She likes to go to discos, but she?s never on her own. I said, ?I?ll see you later,?and I give her some old chat, But it?s not like that on the T.V. ?when it?s cool for cats, It?s cool for ca-a-a-ats. Cool for cats... |
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| 3:08 |
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I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from Clapham Out on a windy common That night I ain’t forgotten When she dealt out the rations With some or other passions I said you are a lady Perhaps she said I may be We moved into a basement With thoughts of our engagement We stayed in by the telly Although the room was smelly We spent our time just kissing The Railway Arms we’re missing But love had got us hooked up And all our time it took up I got a job with Stanley He said I’d come in handy And started me on Monday So I had a bath on Sunday I worked eleven hours And bought the girl some flowers She said she’d seen a doctor And nothing now could stop her I worked all through the winter The weather brass and bitter I put away a tenner Each week to make her better And when the time was ready We had to sell the telly Late evenings by the fire With little kicks inside her This morning at 4:50 I took her rather nifty Down to an incubator Where thirty minutes later She gave birth to a daughter Within a year a walker She looked just like her mother If there could be another And now she’s two years older Her mother’s with a soldier She left me when my drinking Became a proper stinging The devil came and took me From bar to street to bookie No more nights by the telly No more nights nappies smelling Alone here in the kitchen I feel there’s something missing I’d beg for some forgiveness But begging’s not my business And she won’t write a letter Although I always tell her And so it’s my assumption I’m really up the junction |
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| 5. |
| 2:56 |
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The case was pulled from under the bed
She made a call to a sympathetic friend And made arrangements The door was closed there was a note I couldn't be bothered maybe I'll choke No more engagements With where have you beens And faraway frowns Trying to be good By not being round And here in the bar The pianoman's found Another nail in my heart That stupid old bug That kills only love I want to be good Is that not enough So play me the song That makes it so tough Another nail for my heart Then play me the song That makes it so tough Another nail for my heart I had excuses those little boy lies Then she computed by watching my eyes And told me firmly She couldn't stand it I'm bad on the heart She dropped her makeup and I found the bar Now it concerns me I've had a bad time Now love has resigned I've been such a fool I've loved and goodbyed So here in the bar The pianoman's found Another nail for my heart And here in the bar The pianoman's found Another nail for my heart |
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| 6. |
| 3:57 |
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They do it down on camber sands
They do it at Waikiki Lazing about the beach all day, At night the crickets creepy Squinting faces at the sky A Harold Robbins paperback Surfers drop their boards and dry And everybody wants a hat But behind the Chalet My holiday's complete And I feel like William Tell Maid Marian on her tiptoed feet Pulling mussels from a shell Shrinking in the sea so cold Topless ladies look away A he-man in a sudden shower Shelters from the rain You wish you had a motor boat To pose around the harbor bar And when the sun goes off to bed You hook it up behind the car Two fat ladies window shop Something for the mantelpiece In for bingo all the nines A panda for sweet little niece The coach drivers stand about Looking at a local map About the boy he's gone away Down to next door's caravan |
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| 7. |
| 3:12 |
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With her hair up in his fingers
The fish and chips smell lingers Under amber streetlamps She holds the law in her hands The moistness of the damp night Falls silent through the lamplight Although she's only fourteen She really knows her courting And up the railway sidings There's him and her They're lying Hand in hand they whisper You're my missus and I'm your mister The moon as white and virgin And she was on the turning Remember your first nibble When best friends were so little They really trooped the colors When walking with each other And all her mates would giggle As ladylike she'd wiggle All along the high street They'd splash out on an ice cream He'd sometimes really treat her But he'd done his mother's meter Well he went off to borstal He said that he was forced to Rob the flats of hi fi's 'cause she was ill And she would cry Each morning she got sicker Her mother sometimes hit her If she'd have known the story She would have been so sorry He received a letter and admitted it There was nothing else to do but get rid of it Lonely in his dormitory He'd sit and stare If this is for real And is it really fair Summer came so they went Down to the coast in his tent She cooked upon his primus And sampled local cider She told him in his rucksack I think i want that chance back To be perhaps the one who Will forever love you |
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| 8. |
| 2:44 |
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Pacing through the flickering light
A velvet patch upon his eye His pacing creaks the floorboards loose As he tailors his thoughts for the truth around truths But his butler keeps eyes through a hole in the door What the butler don't see ain't a lot that's for sure Francesca lays across the couch They fight with words from mouth to mouth And then with handfuls of her flesh See how the zipper broke off of her dress Strangling her neck with his hands in her gloves The port and the brandy mix cocktails of love The porch light, the torchlight The frosted morning lawn The cloak of daylight has finally been drawn On the tale of what the butler saw He kept his world all to himself And locked it tight inside his belt But she preferred his belt undone She bathed in his fortune but never his fun He cracked on a mixture of opera and drink The butler still fetches and carries for him The butler dragged down to the lake Francesca's body in a cape No private eye was gonna trace this The old man was shaking, his marbles were missed The shadows and footprints and flickering lights The butler's up late with a cold in his eye The porch light the torchlight the frosted morning lawn The cloak of daylight has finally been drawn On the tale of what the butler saw |
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| 9. |
| 2:30 |
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You've left my ring by the soap,
Now is that love? You cleaned me out you could say broke, Now is that love? The better better better it gets The more these girls forget That that is love. You won't get dressed you walk about, Now is that, is that A teasing glance has pushed me out, Now is that, is that The tougher tougher tougher it gets The more my lips frequent Now that is love. Beat me up with your letters, your walk out notes, Funny how you still find me right here at home. Legs up with a book and a drink, Now is that love that's making you think. You've called my bluff I'm not so hot, Now is that love My assets froze while yours have dropped, Now is that, is that It's the cupid cupid cupid disguise That more or less survived Now that is love. ... Beat me up with your letters, your walk out notes, Funny how you still find me right here at home. Legs up with a book and a drink, Now is that love that's making you think. You've made my bed the finger points Now is that, is that love The more you more you more you cool down The easier love is found Now that is love. |
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| 10. |
| 3:56 |
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I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste,
a flannel for my face Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case I said to my reflection let's get out of this place Past the church and the steeple, the landry on nthe hill Billboards and the buildings, memorials of it still Keep calling and calling But forget it all, I know I will Tempted by the fruit of another Tempted but the truth is discovered What's been going on, Now that you have gone, There's no other. Tempted by the fruit of another Tempted by but the truth is discovered. I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel The people keep on crowding. I'm wishing I was well. I saidit's no ocassion, it's no story I can tell. At my beside empty pocket, a foot without a sock Your body gets mech closer, I fumble the clock Alarmed bythe seduction, I wish that it would stop. (repeat chorus) I bought anovel, some perfume, a fortune all for you. But it's not my conscience that hates to be untrue I asked of my reflection thee me what isthere to do (repeat chorus) |
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| 11. |
| 3:29 |
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She's not a picture above somebody's fire
She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer, She waits to get even with me. She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on her jumper Explains that she'll be late to a worrying mother, She meets me in Piccadilly. A begging folk singer stands tall by the entrance His song relays worlds of most good intentions, A fiver a ten p in his hat for collection. She talks about office she talks about dresses She's seen one she fancies her smile is impressing, So maybe I'll treat her someday. We queue among strangers and strange conversation Love's on the lips of all forms of engagements, All queuing to see tonight's play. A man behind me talks to his young lady He's happy that she is expecting his baby, His wife won't be pleased but she's not been round lately. The girl was so dreadful we left in a hurry We escaped in the rain for an Indian curry, At the candle lit Taj Mahal. My lips to a napkin I called for a taxi The invite of eyes made it tense but relaxed me, My mind took a devious role. The cab took us home through a night I'd not noticed The neon club lights of adult films and Trini Lopez, My arm around love but my acting was hopeless. We crept like two thieves from the kettle to the fire We kissed to the sound of the silence that we'd hired, Now captured, your love in my arms. A door opened slightly a voice spoke in worry Mum went to bed without wind of the curry, Our secret love made its advance. Like Adam and Eve we took bite on the apple Loose change in my pocket it started to rattle, Heart like a gun was just half of the battle. |
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| 12. |
| 3:45 |
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The crown of the kingdom is given to the woman
The kingdom of the kitchen where she says she shouldn't, There on the stainless steel her cigarettes and matches Whistles to the radio to every hook she catches, But the frowns Eider downs, Tie her down But she likes to wear the crown of the kingdom. She like the recipes a touch of oriental Steaming up the windows burning egg on metal, Sees in a catalogue a shiny new appliance Another role swallowed by the wonders of science, Lobster hands Omelette pans, Understand How the crown can stick like jam in her kingdom. He's been so busy and she's been neglected, The problem is computed and always it's rejected, Out of her heart I catch a spark, And being smart The crown is left out in the dark now there's no kingdom. Fed up with the glory she abdicates her title Sitting at a bar stool she gives her day's recital, The family watch in horror As she staggers up the hallway Makes herself a sandwich As they're looking through the doorway, She goes to bed Leg by leg, Nothing's said There's no crown upon her head there's no kingdom. Press the button on the toaster It's a woman's world, Tuck the sheets in on the bed It's a woman's world, Take your apron from your holster It's a woman's world, Shoot the crown off of your head It's a woman's world. |
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| 13. |
| 4:30 |
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She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle
And shuffles about in her candle lit hovel, Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens She smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens, The black and white t.v. has long seen a picture The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture, The postman delivers the final reminders She sells off her silver and poodles in China. Drinks to remember, I me and myself And winds up the clock And knocks dust from the shelf Home is a love that I miss very much So the past has been bottled and labelled with love. During the war time an American pilot Made every air raid a time of excitement, She moved to his prairie and married the Texan She learnt from a distance how love was a lesson, He became drinker and she became mother She knew that one day she'd be one or the other, He ate himself older, drunk himself dizzy Proud of her features, she kept herself pretty. Drinks to remember, I me and myself And winds up the clock And knocks dust from the shelf Home is a love that I miss very much So the past has been bottled and labelled with love. He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumber Out on the porch in the middle of summer, She crossed the ocean back home to her family But they had retired to roads that were sandy, She moved home alone without friends or relations Lived in a world full of age reservation, On moth eaten armchairs she'd say that she'd sod all The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle . Drinks to remember, I me and myself And winds up the clock And knocks dust from the shelf Home is a love that I miss very much So the past has been bottled and labelled with love. The past has been bottled and labelled with love. The past - has been bottled and labelled with love. |
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| 14. |
| 3:06 |
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She left her school for the factory
From pocket money to a salary, From a pac-a-mac to a compact case And every morning she inspects her face. She discovers pulling pints in pubs That the good looks will never cover up for Her dumbness in taking the stock Sees her reflection in a butcher's shop. She finds it all quite rare That her meat's all vanity fair. She has her eyes on medallion men Who get her home on the dot at ten, She combs her hair when she gets excused The deal she wants always ends up screwed. Paints her nails on the bathroom scales Gargles her breath like a landed whale, Her beauty is as deep as her skin Keeps her eyebrows in a tobacco tin. She poses foot on the chair Coconut shy but vanity fair. In her vanity case her compact case In her compact case her eyes, Not bad for a sister But her vanity's fair and her sense of humour's dry. She comes home late with another screw loose She swears to have had just a pineapple juice, Falls asleep fully clothed in her bed With her makeup remover by her head. And she might not be all there But her dream's all vanity fair. |
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| 3:34 |
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In the corner by the D.J. unit
The flag of beauty my eyes salute it, She likes love By luck or labour She likes love But not for favour - can't hold on She keeps her lips on the straw she's sucking Looks up to me but her eyes see nothing, Love's her stare The steps to her heart Love's the climb The bite not her bark. I pour the milk into the cat's saucer I'm John Wayne as I'm walking towards her, She'd like to dance But not this minute She's the fish I'd love to fillet. I draw first with a stammer of verbal We dance like pigeons forever in circle, She likes to dance Her cocktails shaken She likes love And it's temptation The lights flash green My envy lights up The lights just flash And I feel tied up, Love's for sale And I am sold on But there's no way That I can hold on I can't hold on |
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| 6:09 |
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There's a stain on my notebook
Where your coffee cup was And there's ash in the pages Now I've got myself lost I was writing to tell you That my feelings tonight Are a stain on my notebook That rings your goodbye With the way that you left me I can hardly contain The hurt and the anger And the joy of the pain Now knowing I am single They'll be fire in my eyes And a stain on my notebook For a new love tonight From the lips without passion To the lips with a kiss There's nothing of your love That I'll ever miss The stain on my notebook Remain all that's left Of the memory of late nights And coffee in bed Now she's gone And I'm back on the beat A stain on my notebook Says nothing to me Now she's gone And I'm out with a friend With lips full of passion And coffee in bed |
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| 4:30 |
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When the hangover strikes
And I open my post And the coffee is on And I'm burning my toast I let the battle commence I see a sun in the trees And a draught at the door With my head in my lap There's a day to explore But I'm left without sense As the hangover strikes And I turn on the tap But the water's too loud And I'm caged by the fact That the battle's not lost Is it the hair of the dog Or the Baa of a Lamb In a sheepish attempt To be half of the man That I might be or was When the hangover strikes And a mirror reveals That it's Midnight or bust And a drink does appeal Now the battle is won So the cure of the can Pours its heart out on me Though I'm feeling locked up But I can't find the key Well no damage was done Poor poor poor, poor shaken one Pour pour pour, pour me another one |
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| 18. |
| 3:22 |
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She goes for her medical
She's passed, it's a miracle She's up over the moon She whistles nonsense tunes She wants drinks for everyone She's found a chord that she can strum Emotions leaking out Her paint's all over town What's that she's playing? (Annie, get your gun) What's that she's taking? (The song has to be sung) She's gone electric (Annie, wipe them out) That's unexpected (Strum that thing and shout) Don't pull that trigger (Annie, get your gun) Don't shoot that singer (You're shooting number one) He's not into miracles Sees life all too cynical The cat has got his tongue Now she bangs on his drum He says, "Pull the other one." Bells ring, look what you have done Emotions leaking out Her paint's all over town (Repeat chorus |
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| 4:11 |
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It all went wrong when I grew jealous
I didn't realize my strength Could take the life of one so precious Together we were known as good friends Did you ever read the words That said love would end I read them tonight Mistakes I can't defend I didn't stop to think And I upset her I said good night tonight the last time forever I think of her tonight She keeps me from my sleep but what can I do With all of these memories I used to be so shy And hide my temper I've said good night tonight the last time forever It all went wrong when I grew jealous I didn't realize my strength Could take the life of one so precious Together we were known as good friends Did you ever read the words That say I love you I read them tonight But what good can they do I regret what I have done It wasn't clever I've said good night tonight the last time forever (x3) |
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| 3:18 |
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I feel like I'm pounding on a big door No one can hear me knocking I feel like I'm falling flat to the floor No one can catch me from falling The hourglass has no more grains of sand My watched has stopped no more turning hands The crew have abandoned the ship The lights are on but no one is in Chorus: Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown I feel like I'm calling on a telephone No one can hear the ringing I feel like I'm running up a steep hill No one can stop me from running The hourglass has no more grains of sand My watched has stopped no more turning hands The little hand shakes its fist The face is hanging out on a spring Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown The hourglass has no more grains of sand Little red grains of sand My watched has stopped no more turning hands Little green neon hands Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown Takeittothebridge throwitoverboard Seeifitcanswim backuptotheshore Noonesinthehouse everyoneisout Allthelightsareonandtheblindsaredown Feel like I'm calling back to the shore No one can hear me calling I feel like I'm falling flat to the floor No one can catch me from falling |
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| 3:07 |
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I heard the stomping of feet dancing
On the wooden floor upstairs I wasn't in the mood for laughing So I sat silent in my chair There was someone missing I knew Outside there fell the rain Where had she gone, what could I do I played the waiting game The cigarette smoke was annoying My mood was fit for a bath A drink couldn't oil my expression Nothing could make me laugh I was worried out of my head I was in such a state What's keeping her, where has she gone I played the waiting game When you love someone You worry when they're late When you love someone You know the time it takes To play the waiting game The music got louder and louder From the wooden floor upstairs I played with a handful of peanuts When I saw her standing there My mood leapt right out of the bath She had got stuck in the rain Her coat dripped on a hanger Playing the waiting I couldn't understand her Playing the waiting Seemed like I'd wait forever Playing the waiting game |
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| 3:28 |
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(difford/tilbrook)
The cigarette of a single man Burns in the ashtray by his bed He pulls the ring of another can And holds it up beside his head The book he reads is on the floor He's read it several times before What you got to go home to? The cigarette of a single man Sits in the ashtray on the bar He sits and sifts through several plans But knows alone he won't go far He needs the love another has To help him, if another can The cigarette of a single man Lays in the gutter by his side Now he's one of those little lambs Who strayed too far from the flock to find He's better off without the grief That people wear between their teeth And in his mouth as he's asleep The cigarette of a single man |
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| 6. |
| 4:47 |
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She was married and then divorced
Things seemed to happen that way The children were confused, sometimes they'd fight Sitting in their toys and games To them she's mother and I am their friend Who sits with them on his lap And sleeps on the sofa on alternate weekends No substitute for their dad She's a very good mum As she tries to explain Everything that she can But a child's mind is sharp They imagine the worst Sometimes can't understand That there's so much to learn When you open a can of worms So to the park to play on the swings To give their mother a break When I saw their father walking down the path Heading down towards the gate I froze on the spot, heart in my throat I hoped he'd not see us there He soon disappeared and the kids on the slide Were happy and unaware I read the papers and made scrambled eggs The kids got ready to leave Their father was taking them for the weekend With pocket money and sweets They were excited as they waved goodbye And I went straight back to bed Their mother stood and watched as they drove away Standing on the front door step |
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| 3:23 |
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She was washing the dishes
When she burst into tears It was the time of the month She was up to her ears I put my arms round her neck I said sit down a while Cry as much as you like I'll do the dishes Tell me what's on your mind There's a boiling point That you're bound to reach When it's all your fault And you're half asleep. She's lucky she doesn't have to shave I'm so lucky I'm not doubled up with pain Her eyes were like pools Filled with newly wed tears She was sat doubled up With her hands on her ears I felt useless I smiled and I shrugged I was sweet as could be As I poured her some milk Here was my flower That was ready to wilt A fairy tale finish We flaked out on the floor It was match of the day On the TV what's more I fell asleep at half time We had had a right result It was kisses and hugs At the end of the day She's the one that I love |
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She plaits her hair, I bite my nails
We balance love on the scales I wind the clock and go to bed Our love is hanging on a thread She gets undressed, I undress too The draft is cold in my bedroom We cuddle up and say goodnight It's all the love there is tonight. I can't be brave enough She cannot say what we're feeling Day after day We're going through the motions We find it hard to let each other go She boils the eggs, I make the tea Outside the sun shines on the street We're at that point here love has gone The fuse is lit, it won't be long I take a walk, she cleans the house This is the end, I'm in no doubt But neither one of us can show The slightest sign of letting go |
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Down at the dogs the bets are placed
A wad of notes rolled in a hand The floodlit track is center stage For winning hounds to take the stand In old covert coats and trilby hats The owners swan around the place The tic tac man throws out his arms His thin moustache stretched on his face Gone to the dogs the man and his life He stands by the rail and looks at the sky Confused by the thoughts That stew in his mind Alone by the track on a Saturday night Gone to the dogs He stands and reflects Gone to the dogs And has no regrets The restaurant's full and table bets Are taken by the girls who serve The basket meals and German wine Excitement mounts The buzz is heard The stadium is full of screams And cigar smoke is in the air The dogs race around on their last lap And down the straight they chase the hare |
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Supermarket lights burn in the darkness
The chilly winter nights bring the scarves from the drawer A crowd starts to gather on paving stone squares Teeth start to chatter as the staff leave the store And daughters meet mothers and fathers meet sons It's too dark to walk home without anyone The shopping precinct's closed, it's like a graveyard The chain falls through the spokes as I unlock my bike I cycle to the pub where I meet with my friends And I know that it's love as she pours me my pint And strangers meet strangers and friends share their lives I look at her again and feel butterflies I pull the pillow to my side And I imagine it is her As I slip into the night, I know what I prefer But I hope and I pray that one day she will say That's it's true I can't live without loving you Now there's no one around I push the bike home The rain's a lovely sound as it runs down the path There's our lights in the road, they amber the night And there's nobody home, so I soak in the bath And bubbles meet bubbles as they become one I think about the world and what I have done I pull the pillow to my side And I imagine it is her As I slip into the night, I know what I prefer But I hope and I pray that one day she will say That's it's true I can't live without loving you Supermarket lights burn in the darkness |
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| 4:32 |
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She gave to me her tenderness
Her friendship and her love I see her face from time to time There in the sky above We grew up learning as we went What a voyage our life could be It took us through a wilderness Into the calmest sea Her smile could lift me from the pain I often found within She said some things I won't forget She made a few bells ring So simple her humility Her beauty found in grace Today she lives another life In some fantastic place She showed me how to raise a smile Out of a bed of gloom And in her garden sanctuary A life began to bloom She visualized a world ahead And planned how it would be She left behind the strongest love That lives eternally I have the hope that when it's time For me to come her way That she'll be there to show me around Whenever comes that day Her love was life and happiness And in her steps I trace The way to live a better life In some fantastic place, some fantastic place. |
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| 5:49 |
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My head was stuck in the cat flap on the door
Where I could see her walking on the kitchen floor Down on my knees Just like a dog Begging for scraps that she said she hadn't got She took her pen she poked me in the eye As through the lock I looked to see my world inside I kicked and swore Void of all brain I couldn't see that I was the one to blame Cold shoulder Like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge Cold shoulder She had laid the plans where we built our bridge To a better life Cold shoulder I had been chased by a hairbrush that she threw Life was blurred when the hand of fate came into view It smacked my face I was released I came back home where life became a feast Cold shoulder Like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge Cold shoulder She had laid the plans where we built our bridge To a better life Cold shoulder Then I fell over Into a bush |
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| 4:49 |
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The full moon's glowing
Blood red in the sky It hangs like fire On this winter's night I sit on feelings That hang in suspense Nothing in my life makes sense A question mark hangs with the stars up above As I'm driving home to the one that I love Sometimes I can't see the trees for the wood Loving you tonight feels good The moonlight changes From red into white It sits on tree tops Asleep for the night I see the signpost The road slowly bends Nothing in my life makes sense A flashing tail light speeds across the sky My head's cooking trouble as thoughts seem to fry The last temptation was misunderstood Loving you tonight feels good I'm faced with the ultimate truth What if I see things don't improve I know they could Loving you tonight feels good The sun is rising There's mist all around She sleeps beside me And I feel so proud Am I in heaven With her by my side This is how love feels tonight |
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| 14. |
| 3:35 |
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Brain engages mouth
Mouth expresses thoughts Of how we shared those fun fair rides Beneath the darkness of the night Time can crowd the head Like a sardine can The summer that began to blur Has put us on the calendar This summer there won't be a cloud in the sky I'm so made up I feel I could take off and fly This summer we've pulled all the sheets off the bed I'm so happy I can't get you out of my head This summer I am so in love with you Mornings pass us by As curtains hide the sun Nights we spent out of control Like two flags wrapped around a pole I see the helter skelter lights And hear the music in the breeze And when we're skimming stones tonight It feels so good that you're with me This summer there won't be a cloud in the sky I'm so made up I feel I could take off and fly This summer we've pulled all the sheets off the bed I'm so happy I can't get you out of my head There's no reason to ever feel lonely again This summer I am so in love with you |
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| 4:04 |
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When I was crowned a mummy's boy by friends I didn't like
I made a meal of trips to school upon my father's bike I used to sit between his legs, perched on a piece of wood If it ever rained on us, I'd slip beneath his hood And at home the radio was on From Julie Andrews to Jerry Garcia Life was all fun and games I was out of my head and underneath my bed Playing with electric trains At home the stereo was on My head was filled with rock I played a willow cricket bat guitar And soloed round the clock My records stacked up in a pile Collected from the charts And Top of the Pops Kneeling with torchlight shining Before me in my bed My eyeballs stuck in readers wives Pubic hairs proudly counted everyday Manhood took me slowly Out into the milky way I chased the girls and made them cry My hair grew down my back The passing of my teenage years Were spent down in the sack I played guitar and formed a band I puked up all night long As people came to sit and stare While I raced through my songs The sound of music passed by me Just like the Grateful Dead |
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| 3:38 |
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What have I done
What did I say Am I the one You can not face When I need love I look to you But when I search I can not trace A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation Temptation for love Why don't we try To talk it through And we may find Some common ground I realize That once again I search for what can not be found A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation Temptation for love Is there a bond that we haven't found Now that you're gone I lie awake Now I've mistaken Words fail me now I fear the worst I let you down And can not face What I have done To you this time I called on you but couldn't trace A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation Temptation for love |
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| 17. |
| 4:04 |
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You took all you could
And gave all you had Knowing that I would have to understand As you changed the locks And threw out my socks There was peace at hand You sat in my chair Your chin on your knees I’m no longer there And you look so pleased I don’t think that I know what to say In my heart I love you anyway I want you today How can I score points And win back your trust Where our two hearts join There’s a sign of rust From the tears you’ve cried With the times I’ve lied To the two of us I don’t think that I know what to say In my heart I want you anyway I can see the road behind me as I walk I can feel the hurt that’s burning as I talk I can see the kids As they play outside I can read their lips Their eyes open wide |
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| 18. |
| 4:43 |
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A black and white photograph
Of me up the garden path Wrapped up in my football scarf It sits here in my hand And there mother smothered me And how she would mother me She knew how to suffer me Like all mothers can Now she is everywhere The comb that runs through my hair My posture on a chair But that's not who I am He ran from the arguments And sat on the garden fence And lived in the passing tense That fell from her lips He tended the house so well And each time she rang his bell He'd climb back from where he fell And gathered his wits Now I fear the mold is mine A vibration shakes my spine As I walk the crooked line Reality hits So let me walk free from you You know that you want me to Let me try something new Let me walk away If it's not one thing it's your mother How I love her How I love her How I love her But it's not so easy to say Please won't you let me walk away Let me walk away Let me walk away So let me walk on my own And finish my ice cream cone If we are to make it home Then all will be well Look see I'm a father now I'm raising my own eyebrow And being in my own row And making life hell This is me, see here I am Doing the best that I can This life has a subtle plan But you couldn't tell |
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I feel so empty
As the plane takes off I see the ground below I know that one day It won't be long That you will also know Just how it feels To leave you now, a hollow shell A broken bow I feel so empty high up in the air Where heaven's meant to be The distance gets me When I'm on my own Without you here with me My world is turning But it's upside down Now you're so far away While you are learning How this world spins round I'm in some other day What can I do But give my heart From far away A distant spark I feel a challenge For both you and I That's how it has to be In life there's balance I hope time will fly Without you here with me What I am hoping for As life moves on And we reach finer years We won't be thinking Of the time that's gone Or wading through our tears We'll smile as one And speak with pride How life has swung Back on our side I feel tomorrow Can't come by too soon To bring you back to see That love will follow Like the red balloon And you'll come home to me I want you here with me |
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