Aztec Camera

We were two in a million,
Stars like the ones in the sky,
A love scene and a vision,
We saw the world and we waved goodbye.
Watched the fireworks falling,
We kissed and innocence died.
The sound of certainty calling,
A world that wouldn't be satisfied.

I said,
You only get one hit, that's the beauty of it,
What's the good in crying?
It's always been that way, at the end of the day,
You gotta keep on trying.
Life's a one take movie and I don't care what it means,
I'm saving up my tears for the crying scene.

Tears fall and they haunt me,
The sad words of a song,
It's like necessity wants me,
Sometimes I long just to belong.
I dream of demons and money,
I see the straights in the rain,
I gotta keep on movin',
Before they drag me down again...

You only get one hit, that's the beauty of it,
What's the good in crying?
It's always been that way, at the end of the day,
You gotta keep on trying.
I said, life's a one take movie and I don't care what it means,
I'm saving up my tears for the crying scene.

I said,
You only get one hit, that's the beauty of it,
What's the good in crying?
It's always been that way, at the end of the day,
You gotta keep on trying.
Life's a one take movie and I don't care what it means,
I'm saving up my tears for the crying scene.
The crying scene
The crying scene

As the city asleep
Shares it's dreams and desires
Every wish that we keep
Will trace a line to other times, other places
Though the song of the proud
Howls and dies, never fall for defeat
Take a trip to reprieve
Every hour they leave
From killermont street

Drink a drink to before

And our memories spill
Adding on as they pour
From our saturdays and secret sensations
Drink a drink to tonight
Whisky words tumble down in the street
With the pain that they cure
Sentimentally yours
From killermont street

And with collar upturned
I made it south to see
That the love I had spurned
Was just the hate in me

As the ships and the steel
Slip away to the cry of 'compete'
There's a message for us
We can get there by bus
From killermont street

I've been searching
Seems like so long
For perfection
In a world made wrong
Here it's hard to be strong
Seems like we're heading
Down and down and down
But that's love

In my life, a million dreams take over
Paradise, a million miles away

You've been hurting

And I can see
As the world turns round and round
You spin with me
And when you're down
Don't you know I'm down too
But up or down
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
Than with you

In my mind, a million dreams take over
Paradise, a million miles away

In my life, a million dreams take over
Paradise, a million miles away

But walking down this lonely road
I stop and think of you
And I can see now
'cos I believe now
Paradise is true
Paradise is you

One and one is one I hear
But it breaks my heart to come so near
And find division standing in our way
As London burns I lie awake
And wrestle with this passive state
But a broken heart is useless in these days

When I close my eyes to trouble
Baby I see you
And now I have the need to double
Everything I do
So I close my eyes and make a wish
Yeah, dream a dream for me
That one and one will someday be free

Oh boy I know
The crucial blow
They deal us every day
I feel it too
But need for you
To chase your blues away
But if my heart
Should come apart
My love should turn inside
I'll understand
You're just a man
I'll still be on your side

Our love's the sound
Of broken skies
Too blind to see
What lies inside
We love what shines
Before our eyes
Why can't we learn
What hides?

Chorus:
Waiting on the last train
Flicking through the highlights
Livin' in a suitcase
Positively uptight
Kissing in the full moon
Drowning in the sunshine
Walking on a tightrope
And everything is gonna be just fine
'Cos I believe in your heart of gold
Automatically sunshine
Yeah glitter, glitter everywhere
Like working in a goldmine
And we believe that there's a heart beats on
In the dark of the closedown
Yeah glitter, glitter everywhere
Like working in a goldmine

And time not tied
Is time to feed
We lose our pride
We spill our seed
The worst of us
Escape so slow
The best of us
Just goes

Chorus

They'll make you work for everything
Never let it roll
Never let it swing
Take control and let your heart sing

Summer in the city where the air is still
A baby being born to the overkill
Well who cares what people say
We walk down love's motorway

Ambition and love wearing boxing gloves
And singing hearts and flowers

But somewhere in my heart
There is a star that shines for you
Silver splits the blue
Love will see it through
And somewhere in my heart
There is the will to set you free
All you've got to be
Is true

A star above the city in the northern chill
A baby being born to the overkill
No say, no place to go
A TV, a radio

Ambition and love wearing boxing gloves
And singing hearts and flowers

But somewhere in my heart
There is a star that shines for you
Silver splits the blue
Love will see it through
And somewhere in my heart
There is the will to set you free
All you've got to be
Is true

Who could heal
What's never been as one
And our hearts have been torn
Since the day we were born
Just like anyone

From Westwood to Hollywood
The one thing that's understood
Is that you can't buy time
But you can sell your soul
And the closest thing to heaven is to rock and roll

But somewhere in my heart
There is a star that shines for you
Silver splits the blue
Love will see it through
And somewhere in my heart
There is the will to set you free
All you've got to be
Is true

Somewhere in my heart
There is a star that shines for you
Silver splits the blue
Love will see it through
And somewhere in my heart
There is the will to set you free
All you've got to be
Is true

Words and music by roddy frame

Vocals & guitars roddy frame. bass & keyboard programming jeff bova. drums
Jimmy bralower. background vocals scott parker. produced by roddy frame.
Engineered by josh abbey.

I've seen that recipe
Lawmen and royalty
And nothing on earth can take that taste
And make it something sweet
I saw the news today
A broken everything with years to pay
And nobody else can save us now
And that's alright by me
'cos I say

Chorus:
We make love in the face of it all
Feel the freedom and the purity
And what we need is not security
Something more than a law


We walk at night in a blind wind
Through the streets where the rich ones lived
And what we want's beyond the will to win
Something more than a law

I feel the rain on me
I'm soaked in memory
And never will I betray that love
'cos that's not love by me
I know prosperity
But he could never be a part of me
The snow and the stone
Feeling never at home
Well she's my poetry
'cos I say

Chorus

And when we're lonely
It's more than lonely
So we turn around to say something bigger than us
But then who do you blame when your love is gone?

Words and music by roddy frame

Vocals & guitars roddy frame. keyboards rob mounsey, peter beckett. drum
Programming jimmy bralower. drums dave wecki. bass synthesizer robby
Kilgore. background vocals tawatha agee, jill dellabate, roddy frame and
Dan hartman. produced by russ titleman. engineered by josh abbey and eric
Calvi.

Now love is a burning ring
At the bottom of our being
Done down and disconnected
It lies like a sleeping thing
Our task is to awaken
Our mission it is clear
With lips and arms and unity
We've overcome our fear

Chorus:
That day will come


When everybody is a number one
Until that day
Thy never will be done

Some boss lickin' guy
Who said he was your friend
Tried to put me down
But I'll still be around
And for the people who would try
Just to take it apart
Let me tell it from the start
For the second time

Chorus

If I was a poet
I think I'd throw a stone
In anger and confusion
I would not be alone

Chorus

It's called love
And every cruelty will cloud it
And his lie, his lie
True love could never allow it
'Cos it's a lie that we have ceased to believe
We've said goodbye but it won't take its leave

Why should it take the tears of a woman
To see how men are

P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E.
It's no mystery
What you don't know always gets you
It will hurt you and desert you
So you'd better seeThat it's a damage ever done by degrees
And some will take eternity to believe

Why should it take the tears of a woman
To see how men are

'Cos love is a giving with no need of return
It lends itself to everything
And maybe someday man will see
That love is a lesson money never taught us to learn
Love is the power to have
Without the premise that there's nothing for free

And sometimes when we're just getting by and getting along
It's like we're scared to see that something is wrong

Why should it take (why should) the tears of a woman (the tears of a woman)
To see how men are (To see how men are)

Why should it take (why should) the tears of a woman (the tears of a woman)
To see how men are (To see how men are... To see how men are)

P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E.
It's no mystery, s'no mystery (no mystery)

(P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E.
It's history
You better see
P. E. R. S. P. E. C. T. I. V. E...)

Words and music by roddy frame

The sun dying on a dusty room,
Tv lying to me through the gloom,
Even remote control can't change this mood,
Get outta london while the getting's good,
Get outta london while I know I could,
Get outta london.

Train's come just ride and believe,
The engine running's all the music I need,
I've got a fear of the past and a hunger to feed,
Get outta london and you shall be free,
Get outta london and it's guaranteed,
Get outta london.

I walked the avenue of dumb signs,
Meant nothing and it felt fine,


Then I remembered what was really mine,
A silver shiver running down my spine.

Down where the streets are pave with sick schemes,
The river's running like a snake through a dream,
The politicians gaze across it's slime,
I need another way to waste my time,
Get outta london, get outta london.

I saw the spectre of charity,
And he didn't seem brotherly,
Popping up what should be blown away.
A brotherhood of man in disarray,
I got hit by the dreamers disease,
Where your big ideas,
Don't make connection with your buckling knees,
And saw the greed and agreed that it sucked,
But they said, "don't laugh at money cos it's bad luck"
Get outta london, get outta london.

I feel the magic that our time has traced
Make a point of it in every place
But every place deserves a curse or two
For making me so far away from you

I saw some pictures of the world at war
Couldn't suss what all the fuss was for
I wear a picture of you wearing black
And kissing me behind the butlers back

Sometimes I get down
But it's not you that gets me down
It's just that sense of the impossible
Gratuitously handed down

But oh no, not you
Don't wipe your eyes over lies
Just let them shine their blue
On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable
And the birth of the true

I'd sack the world and make a second start
Sack my head until I found my heart
Sack the world ane make a red parade
To burn the banks down while the bugles played

Sometimes I get down
But it's not you that gets me down
It's just that sense of the impossible
Gratuitously handed down

But oh no, not you
Don't wipe your eyes over lies
Just let them shine their blue
On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable
And the birth of the true

On every whisper that welcomes the unbelievable
And the birth of the true

On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable
And the birth of the true

I know the place that you've had visions of
There are no windows, no sunlight there
Three stories high and there are no stairs
It's anywhere that you're alone
As a child you had a ragged doll
That used to follow you around
We made a mound on some sacred ground
And never was it seen again

Chorus:
And when you speak, I still hear the fire
Of cheated desire for diaries embossed
Of days that you've lost
How can you sleep on a mattress of wire
Oh, how can you tire
Aspiring for sure to all that is pure

So say goodbye to all those ne'er do wells
Smile in religion and then smile farewell
Your magic doesn't need the failing spells
Of those that never understand
And manners, they will find no place
With those that have no saving grace
With you I see the irony
Of anyone who has no faith

Chorus:
And when you speak, I still hear the fire
Of cheated desire for diaries embossed
Of days that you've lost
How can you sleep on a mattress of wire
Oh, how can you tire
Aspiring for sure to all that is pure

Of that I am sure

Words and music by roddy frame

Still, so, here we go, nighthawk calls again,
Meeting after midnight like we do
Flesh bared, never scared, know their kind too well.
"grab that gretsch before the truth hits town",
You whispered to me as they fell.

Chorus:
And when I'm safe and sound with nothing left to send,
The bugle sounds again.

The cards are on the table now and every other cliche


Somehow fits me like a glove.
You know that I'd be loathe to call it love.
For strength will come to tower above
The things that I have learned to love
And just as I'm about to say 'amen',
The bugle sounds again.

The vampires made a killing, filled their pockets up with shillings
Saying 'someone has to pay' and you were still in hiding
Singing 'come and cry beside me' so I ran away.

And when I'm safe and sound with nothing left to send,
The bugle sounds again.

I brought you some francs
From my travelling chest
You'll spare me the thanks
'Til you know I'm the best

So, come Hogmonay
When love comes in slurs
Resolutions I'll make
And you can label them hers

We threw our hands up high
We nearly touched the sky
We clicked our heels and spat and swore we'd never let it die

All those boy wonders
Sold their medals when they saw this train
Now this boy wonders
When he'll feel the fall of honest rain
I came from high land where the hopefuls have to hesitate
Now this boy wonders
Why the words were never worth the wait

I'm waiting, waiting
In pastel paper, pink over grey
We wrap, wrap, wrap and chuck, chuck away
The poor excuse they peddle as their prose

Dry your tears, tie your tongue
And you're never sixteen
And I'll give you a glimpse
Of the hard and the clean
And my travelling chest
Will be open to you
And boy will you learn
That you haven't a clue

I even asked my best friend
But he could not explain
It hit me when I left him
I felt the rain and called it genius
Called it genius

All those boy wonders
Sold their medals when they saw this train
Now this boy wonders
When he'll feel the fall of honest rain
I came from high land where the hopefuls have to hesitate
Now this boy wonders
Why the words were never worth the wait

Like a child could have the trigger
And the best man needn't fall
To understand that heaven
Could be any place at all

Just five colours set in motion
And I try again to place it
And it features are obscure
Everytime I turn to face it

But I still chase it

Oh its twists are cruel and hopeless
Like neglet has worn it thin
And it could rip the sky wide open
And let the rain come tumbling

And we wait on every whisper
Like it makes us more alive
There's a sense we didn't have
And I feel it in the other five

See the pity and the pride
In the same sea of emotion
Cut my hands and touch the tide
And expect to feel the ocean
It's just a notion

And the knife has got my number
And the number that you keep
And the knife is called division
And it's drawn when I'm asleep

Oh its twists are cruel and hopeless
Like neglet has worn it thin
And it could rip the sky wide open
And let the rain come tumbling



written by Roddy Frame

I feel the magic that our time has traced
Make a point of it in every place
But every place deserves a curse or two
For making me so far away from you

I saw some pictures of the world at war
Couldn't suss what all the fuss was for
I wear a picture of you wearing black
And kissing me behind the butlers back

Sometimes I get down
But it's not you that gets me down
It's just that sense of the impossible
Gratuitously handed down

But oh no, not you
Don't wipe your eyes over lies
Just let them shine their blue
On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable
And the birth of the true

I'd sack the world and make a second start
Sack my head until I found my heart
Sack the world ane make a red parade
To burn the banks down while the bugles played

Sometimes I get down
But it's not you that gets me down
It's just that sense of the impossible
Gratuitously handed down

But oh no, not you
Don't wipe your eyes over lies
Just let them shine their blue
On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable
And the birth of the true

On every whisper that welcomes the unbelievable
And the birth of the true

On every whisper that welcomes the inconceivable
And the birth of the true