Blur Lyrics

Blur Lyrics by Albums

2006-03-11T13:17:00.000-08:00

Think Tank [2003]
01 Ambulance
02 Out of Time
03 Crazy Beat
04 Good Song
05 On the Way to the Club
06 Brothers and Sisters
07 Caravan
08 We've Got a File on You
09 Moroccan Peoples Revolutionary Bowls Club
10 Sweet Song
11 Jets
12 Gene by Gene
13 Battery in Your Leg

13 [1999]
01 Tender
02 Bugman
03 Coffee & TV
04 Swamp Song
05 1992
06 B.L.U.R.E.M.I.
07 Battle
08 Mellow Song
09 Trailerpark
10 Caramel
11 Trimm Trabb
12 No Distance Left To Run
13 Optigan 1

Blur [1997]
01 Beetlebum
02 Song 2
03 Country Sad Ballad Man
04 M.O.R.
05 On Your Own
06 Theme From Retro
07 You're So Great
08 Death Of A Party
09 Chinese Bombs
10 I'm Just A Killer For Your Love
11 Look Inside America
12 Strange News from Another Star
13 Movin' On
14 Essex Dogs

The Great Escape [1995]
01 Stereotypes
02 Country House
03 Best Days
04 Charmless Man
05 Fade Away
06 Top Man
07 The Universal
08 Mr. Robinson's Quango
09 He Thought of Cars
10 It Could Be You
11 Ernold Same
12 Globe Alone
13 Dan Abnormal
14 Entertain Me
15 Yuko and Hiro

Parklife [1994]
01 Girls And Boys
02 Tracy Jacks
03 End Of A Century
04 Parklife
05 Bank Holiday
06 The Debt Collector
07 Far Out
08 To The End
09 London Loves
10 Trouble In The Message Centre
11 Clover Over Dover
12 Magic America
13 Jubilee
14 This Is A Low

Modern Life Is Rubbish [1993]
01 For Tomorrow
02 Advert
03 Colin Zeal
04 Pressure On Julian
05 Star Shaped
06 Blue Jeans
07 Chemical World
08 Sunday Sunday
09 Oily Water
10 Miss America
11 Villa Rosie
12 Coping
13 Turn It Up
14 Resigned

Leisure [1991]
01 She's So High
02 Bang
03 Slow Down
04 Repetition
05 Bad Day
06 Sing
07 There's No Other Way
08 Fool
09 Come Together
10 High Cool
11 Birthday
12 Wear Me Down

Think Tank [2003]

2005-10-12T10:01:00.000-07:00

Ambulance

I ain't got nothing to be scared off
No I ain't got nothing to be scared off
No I ain't got nothing to be scared off
Cos I love you
I was born out of love
It's the only way to come into this world

I know I'm not they
But I'm getting getting getting getting they
If you let me live my life
I'll stay with you to the end
And I know xxx

I ain't got nothing to be scared off
No I ain't got nothing to be scared off
No I ain't got nothing to be scared off
Cos I love you

Bah bah bah bah bah bah…..

No I ain't got nothing to be scared off
No I ain't got nothing to be scared off

Bah bah bah bah bah bah…..

Out of Time

Where's the love song to set us free
Too many people down, everything turning the wrong way round

And I don't know what love will be
But if we stop dreaming now, lord know we'll never clear the clouds

And you've been so busy lately
That you haven't found the time
To open up your mind

And watch the world spinning gently out of time

Feel the sunshine on your face
It's in a computer now
Gone are the future (? ) way out in space

And you've been so busy lately
That you haven't found the time
To open up your mind
And watch the world spinning gently out of time

And you've been so busy lately
That you haven't found the time
To open up your mind
And watch the world spinning gently out of time
Tell me I'm not dreaming
But are we out of time
(we're) out of time (x4)

Crazy Beat

You gotta get it together
You shooting at me
You're just a teenage industry
Bye, see ya, out having fun
They keep you comatose, with blood up your nose

But I love to hear that crazy beat
It's gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I love my brothers on a saturday night

Break out (up? )
I'm on my mobile talking to the president
I've got a head full of money I've spent
Trying to get him to party with me
... in ecstasy but I love to hear that crazy beat
It's gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I love my sister and I'll love her tonight.. ooohhbreak out (up? )

And I love to hear that crazy beat
It's gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I love my brothers on a saturday night
Yeah I love to hear that crazy beat
It's gets the people dancin' on their feet
And I'd love to live in paradise
I have a feeling that I'm not alone tonight
(repeat and fade to..)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(repeat)

Good Song

Waiting, got no time to hide in
The country got a hold of my soul
Tv's dead
And there ain't no war in my head.. now
And you seem very beautiful to me

Sleeping, but my work's not done
I could be lying on an atom bomb
I take care
Cos I know you'll be there
You seem very beautiful to me

It's the rest of my life
Just rolling and rolling
The picture in my pocket
Looks like you
It's the rest of my life
Just rolling rolling rolling
We're all
On the Way to the Club

And on the way to the club
I fell down a hole
All the people there
Said you come along(? )

And i, I just wanna be, darling' with you
The music's made that way,
My eyes are blue there's nothing I can't do

So I stayed in the club
Just rewarding myself
Happiness, it turned into something else

And I just wanna be, darling, with you
The music's made that way,
My eyes are blue there's nothing I can do

?

(skip)

Brothers and Sisters

Brothers and sisters
Rebuild your lives
We're all drug takers
Give us something tonight

Cotton in academy
Jelly, maize to marjory
White doves, from the war machine
Everybody moving
Cocaine, is for murderers
Codeine, for the juror-ors
Caffeine, made for all of us
Everybody on it
Records it that time again
Egg shapes expect from eminem
Burning on the yard again
Smoking makes you holy
Texting abbreviates the brain
Aspirin, takes away the pain
Welcome, everyone's the same
That's the way it is

Brothers and sisters
Rebuild your lives
We're all drug takers
Give us something tonight

A hit though like a chloroform
Sugar on the table
Washed out, like a dinosaur
Really don't believe it
Sticky, sniffing superglue
Sulphates, keeps you in the zoo
Monkeys turning into you
Everybody horny
Absinthe...
Tempo stop the cannonball
Peanuts appears to make you walk
Broken stops you screaming
Living for anxiety
Drinking is our society
Guessing an intirity
That's the way it is

Caravan

Caravan's lost
To (? )
No one loves you
When you are lost

Here I'm a clown
Pulling my world down
I believe I was strong
But you were the song

And when it comes you'll feel the weight of it
The weight of it
The day will come when you'll get away from it
Away from it
Sometimes everything is easy
Sometimes everything is easy

La la la...

I tried (? )
But my heart won't buy it
I got a family
But caravan come first
For me

And when it comes you'll feel the weight of it
The weight of it
And the day will come when you'll get away from it
Away from it
Sometimes everything is easy
Sometimes everything is easy

La la la...

We've Got a File on You

We've got a file on you (x3)
We've got a on you
We've got a file on you (x3)
We've got a on you
Moroccan Peoples Revolutionary Bowls Club

The trees are spinning oxygen
They're the rockets we should fear
If we go and let 'em off then we will disappear
Yeah we will disappear
Surely we will disappear

The road is hot and dusty
The desert needs a beer
But if we go and blow it up then we will disappear
We will disappear
Surely we will disappear

If we go and blow it up then we will disappear
We will disappear
Surely we will disappear
We will disappear
Surely we will disappear

We will disappear
Surely we will disappear
We will disappear
Surely we will disappear
We will disappear

Sweet Song

What am I to do
Someone is really unhappy
Put myself on the knife
It seems I never got through to you
So I'll wean myself off slowly

I'm a darkened soul
My street's all pop music and coke
All our lives on tv
Just switch off and try to sleep
People get so lonely

I believe, I believe, I believe
Everything's out to see
I believe, I believe, I believe
I believe it's the way it should be
I hope you feel the same

Everyone is dying
Stop crying now here comes the sun
I didn't mean to hurt you, oh no no
It takes time to see what you've done
So I'll wean myself off slowly

I believe, I believe, I believe
Love is the only one
I deceive, I deceive, I deceive
I deceive cos I'm not that strong
I hope you feel the same

And now, now
It seems that
It's falling apart
But I hope I see the good in you
Come back again
I just believed in you

Jets

Jets are like comets at sunset
Gene by Gene

I've got a brain it's a lift and drop
I fall asleep other side
I ride a bullet like steve mcqueen
Each time, intevene
Got a keith and a barnet jumping
It's alright we got time
Got a radio hit in mind
Can't see through my blind

Every night and day
I never dug it
In the u.s.a.
I believe myself
(bah bah bah bah bah bah bah x4)

Gonna get to know you gene by gene
You're my jellybean
Get out the shower round 4.15
And I'm dead when I'm clean
That boy on the ....... pumping
It's alright it's just time
Got to get into a better business
Deep down happiness

Every night and day
I never dug it
In the u.s.a.
I believe myself
(bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah x4)
I believe myself
(bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah)
I believe myself
(bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah )
I believe myself
(bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah x4)

Battery in Your Leg

This is a ballad for the good times
So put a battery in your leg
Put a rock beat on the record
And get it stuck there in your head
You can be with me

I've got nothing to rely on
I've broken every bone
Everybody's stopped believing
But you know you're not alone
You can be with me

This is a ballad for the good times
Another dignity we held
Don't get better ...........
And you ain't coming back
You can be with me
If you want to be
You can be with me

Blur [1997]

2005-10-12T09:58:00.001-07:00

Beetlebum

Beetlebum
What you done
She's a gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
Get nothing done
You beetlebum
Just get numb
Now what you've done
Beetlebum

And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on all my violence is gone
Nothing is wrong, I just slip away and I am gone
Nothing is wrong, she turns me on

Beetlebum
Because you're young
She's a gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
She'll suck your thumb
She'll make you come
Coz, she's your gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
He's on, he's on, he's on it

Song 2

I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy
But nothing is, no

When I feel heavy metal
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Well I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure when I need you
Pleased to meet you

I got my head done
When I was young
It's not my problem
It's not my problem

When I feel heavy metal
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Well I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure when I need you
Pleased to meet you

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah

Country Sad Ballad Man

Yeah, I found nowhere
It got to know me
Let me sleep all day
Spend the money
I haven't felt my legs
Since the summer
And I don't call my friends
Forgot their numbers

VIP 223
I had my chances
Or did they have me
Now stay up nights
Watch TV
I'm country sad
I'm a ballad man

I'm on a comeback roll
Yeah, I'm a blizzard
And in my motor home
Sweat on my pillow all night

VIP 223
I've had my chances
And they had me
Now stay up nights
Watch TV
I'm country sad
I'm a ballad man

VIP 223
I've had my chances
And they had me
Now stay up nights
Watch TV
I'm country sad

I'm a ballad man
I feel no ?
Cos I'm a ballad man
I talk to the girls
Cos I'm a ballad man
Yeah, I?
Cos I'm a ballad man
Yeah, I sure?
Cos I'm a ballad man

M.O.R.

It's automatic (It's automatic)
I need to unload (Need to unload)
Under the pressure (Under the pressure)
Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road)
Fall into fashion (Fall into fashion)
Fall out again (Fall out again)
We stick together (We stick together)
Cos it never ends (It never ends)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out

Here comes tomorrow (Here comes tomorrow)
One, two, three episodes (Three episodes)
We stick together (We stick together)
Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road)
Cos that's entertainment (That's entertainment)
It's the sound of the wheel (Sound of the wheel)
It rolls on forever (Roll, roll forever)
Yeah you know how it feels (Know how it feels)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (Like monkeys out in space)
Here it comes (We are members of the human race)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out

It's automatic (It's automatic)
I need to unload (Need to unload)
Under the pressure (Under the pressure)
Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (Like monkeys in outer space)
Here it comes (We are members of the human race)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out

On Your Own

Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade.

Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order
From a man in a tee-pee, California.
He said he once was the great game show performer
Then he blew all his money away,
Blew it all away.

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. E. Perot, get gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

Well, we all go happy day glow in the disco
The sound of magic music in our brains
Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors
Says Lord, give me time, for I've jumped into space
I'm in outer space.

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. E. Perot, get gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. E. Perot, get gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own

Then you're on your own

Theme From Retro

This song is instrumental. There are no words.

You're So Great

Sad, drunk, and poorly
Sleeping really late
Sad, drunk, and poorly
Not feeling so great
Wandering lost in a town full of frowns
Sad, drunk, and poorly
Dogs digging up the ground

And I feel the light
In the night and in the day
And I feel the light
When the sky's just mud and grey
And I feel the light
When you tell me it's OK
Cos you're so great, and I love you

DT and coffee
Helps to start the day
DT and coffee
Shaking all the way
City's alive and, surprise, so am I
Tea, tea and coffee
Get no sleep today

And I feel the light
In the night and in the day
And I feel the light
When the sky's just mud and grey
And I feel the light
When you tell me it's OK
Cos you're so great, and I love you

Death Of A Party

The death of the party
Came as no surprise
Why did we bother?
Should have stayed away

Another night
And I thought Well, well
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf

The death of the teenager
Standing on his own
Why did he bother?
Should have slept alone

Another night
And I thought Well, well
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf

Another night
And I thought Well, well
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf

Chinese Bombs

He makes an inner arm block
Then kicks from behind
The lights, they go off
But he can fight blind
Cos he got the touch
And he won't live long
He comes from Hong Kong
Where justice is done

Chinese bombs, millions jump
Chairman's junk, USA
Won't somebody, won't somebody
Sink the place

Got a call to go to Soho
The dragon said go
Let everyone know
That you got the touch
You come from Hong Kong
Where justice is done
Where people are strong
But you won't live long

Chinese bombs, millions jump
Chairman's junk, USA
Bruce Lee come, save the day
Bruce Lee come the Chinese way

I'm Just A Killer For Your Love

I heard a man who had no lungs
He took me in and made me lunch
Told me how I'd lost a friend
He smiled at me - that was the end

And I said,
I'm just a killer for your love
I'm just a killer for your love
I'm just a killer for your love
I'm just a killer for your love

Cut my hair off in the road
I tear my coat off, drop my load
Wipe my hands on the grass
Cos now I know nothing will last

And I said,
I'm just a killer for your love
I'm just a killer for your love
I'm just a killer for your love
I'm just a killer for your love

Look Inside America

Good morning, lethargy
Drink Pepsi - it's good for energy
The bath's on, smoke in the bedroom
Sore throat, and on my neck a nasty bruise
And where it came from
Well I don't know
But we played last night - it was a good show

Got the play-out on a second rate chat show
A nationwide deal, so we gotta go
Jeff from the Company says it'll be alright
Got an ad on KROQ
And there's an in-store tonight
Well I build things up
Then I let them go
Got to get time share on the radio

Look inside America
She's alright, she's alright
Sitting out in the distance
But I'm not trying to make her mine
Looking for America
With its kookie nights
And suicides
TV says its alright
Cos everybody's hung up
On something or other

Stepping off in twenty
So the driver says
I should sleep tonight
But I think I'll watch videos instead
Annie Hall leaves New York in the end
Press rewind and Woody gets her back again
And the whole world could have passed through me
But I don't know that it means much to me

Look inside America
She's alright, she's alright
Sitting out in the distance
But I'm not trying to make her mine
I'm looking for America
With its kookie nights
And suicides
TV says its alright
Cos everybody's strung out
On something or other

And the whole world could have passed through me
But I don't know that it means much to me

Strange News from Another Star

All I want to be
Is washed out by the sea
No Death Star over me
Won't give me any peace
All I want is light relief
Put the crazies on the street
Give them guns and feed them meat
They'll shoot the Death Star down
Dig a hole and put it down
A thousand miles underground

They say it's no game
There's strange news from another star
I'm lost, I'm lost
There's strange news from another star

Give me all your stuff
Until I can't get up
Watch the whole world freeze
Counting tin cans in our sleep
Submarines are diving deep
And don't believe in me
And don't believe in me
All I've ever done is tame
Will you love me all the same
Will you love me though it's always the same

They say it's no game
There's strange news from another star
I'm lost, I'm lost
There's strange news from another star
From another star
From another star
From another star

Movin' On

At the music heist
I met the gourmet man
With aluminum lungs
Sucks out all he can
He sees the whole world go flip
In a stunt bug style
Cos he's a parasite
With a cellulite pile
Well he can smile

Cos this is the music
Movin' on, we're movin' on
Hey, this is the music
Movin' on, we're movin' on

Sticky eyes and sticky bones
You get no time on your own
You get a dose and a ghost
You get it coast to coast
Now you dye your hair black
Get Satan tattooed on your back
You pierce yourself with a Coke can
And rub yourself with fake tan
Now you're in the band

Cos this is the music
Movin' on, we're movin' on
Hey, this is the music
Movin' on, we're movin' on
No matter how low
There's always further to go
When you're movin' on, you're movin' on
No matter how low
There's always somewhere to go
Movin on, we're movin' on
Won't be long before we're gone

Hey, this is the music
Movin' on, we're movin' on
Yeah, this is the music
Movin' on, we're movin' on
No matter how low
Theres always further to go
Movin' on, you're movin' on
No matter how low
There's always further to go

Essex Dogs

I remember thinking murder in the car
Watching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawns
I remember the graffiti
We are your children coming in with spray cans of paint
I remember the sunsets and the plains of cement
And the way the night just seemed to turn the colour of orangeade

In this town, cellular phones are hot with teens
In this town, we all go to terminal pubs
It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life
From this town, the English army grind their teeth into glass
You know you'll get a kicking tonight
The smell of puke and piss
The smell of puke and piss on your stilettos

Here comes that panic attack
My heart stops... and then it starts
Give me a drink
I'll drink your round
I take you round the pole
It's cold up here (I see the universe waiting by a minibus)
You'll catch the flu
Or you'll catch the city
Either way, you'll catch the flu
Or you'll catch the city

13 [1999]

2005-10-12T09:58:00.000-07:00

Tender

Tender is the night
lying by your side.
Tender is the touch
of someone that you love to much.
Tender is the day
the demons go away.
Lord, I need to find
someone who can heal my mind.

Chorus
Come on, come on, come on
get through it.
Come on, come on, come on
love's the greatest thing.
Come on, come on, come on
get through it.
Come on, come on, come on
love's the greatest thing, that we have,
I'm waiting for that feeling,waiting for that feeling,
waiting for that feeling to come...
Oh my baby, oh my baby
oh why, oh my (x2)

Tender is the ghost
The ghost I love the most.
Hiding from the sun
waiting for the night to come.
Tender is my heart
it's screwing up my life.
Lord, I need to find
someone who can heal my mind...
Chorus (x2)

Tender is the night
lying by your side.
Tender is the touch
of someone that you love to much.
Tender is my heart
it's screwing up my life.
Lord, I need to find
someone who can heal my mind...
Chorus
Oh my baby, oh my baby
Heal me, heal me

Bugman

I am the ex-offender
They let me out in the summer
I think I was in a coma
I didn't know what to do
Oh no

Chorus (x2)
(go round, go round, go round)
Il watch myself hang on
Look out for the Bugman

I got no sense of existence
I know the nodding dogs
I go out in the city
I stay away from the bugs
Repeat chorus

I go out in the city
I stay away from the bugs
I go out in the city, I go out in the city
Look out for the bugman (x2)
stay away from the (ooh, ooh) bugs
(space is the place)

Coffee & TV

Do you feel like a chain-store
practically flored
One of many zeros
kicked around bored
Your ears are full, but you're empty
holding out your heart
to people who never really
care how you are

Chorus
So give me coffee and TV
Peacefully
I've seen so much, I'm going blind
And I'm brain-dead virtually
Sociability
is hard enough for me
take me away from this big bad world
and agree to marry me
so we can start over again.

Do you go to the country
it isn't very far
There's people there who'll hurt you
'cos of who you are
your ears are full of their language
there's wisdom there you're sure
'till the words start swirling/slurring
and you can't find the door

Chorus (x2)

Swamp Song

Gimme good times
Gimme soul life
Give me fever
I'm a believer
Give me anything
Gimme space brain Gimme music, gimme love
I've never seen love

Gimme good times (I wanna be with you,
Let me jump high and all I want is you)
Gimme easy breathing
Give me everything, everything, everything
(wahka, wahka…)

Gimme good times
Oh, gimme soul life
Give me fever
I'm a believer
Give me anything (???) (I wanna be with you,
Gimme space brain and all I want is you)
Don't leave me ever
We'll live forever
(yes we will, I know we will)

Oh, gimme good times
Gimme soul lifes
Gimme fever
I'm a believer
You know I am
Give me anything (???) (I wanna be with you,
And gimme space brain and all I want is you)
Gimme music, give me love
I've never seen love
Stick it in my brain (x3)
La, lala, lala, lalala...

1992

Going into business
An agreement of your bombast
You'd love my bed
You took the other instead
But don't you feel low
I was being oblique
And you'd love my bed
You got the other instead
What do you owe me?
The price of your piece of mind
You'd love my bed
You took it all instead
B.L.U.R.E.M.I.

Group using the loop
of another popgroup
Group shooting the hoop
And starving it up into the soup
'cause I'm of regular features
and Adidas trainers
completing the cycle
teenage maniacs
will bring it all back

B.L.U.R.E.M.I.

Group using the loop
of another popgroup
completing the cycle
untill the teenage maniacs
will bring it all back

B.L.U.R.E.M.I.

Battle

Chorus (x2)
Batle (x5)
Battle someone, whoo
or
Completion search (Concaesing slash)
Here I love the bow (it's the end of hell)
see it all come down
adorn myself (I tell myself)
it's a new song glory (it's the end of hell)
see me what you think of now

Chorus (x2)
Battle (x5)
Battle someone, whoo

You turn you sights
Kill untill sub-zero
see me,
oh it turns you on
All my gore
It's the end of your
Take your last one now

Chorus (x2)
Battle (x5)
Battle someone, whoo
BATTLE (x…)

Keep sounds
Keep love about
See me overcome

Mellow Song

I live my stream
I'm a guillotine
pull it away
in my machine.
Where have I been?
I'm not you.
Shooting stars in my left arm
It's an alcohol low
Giving away time to Casio
The sun is slow
and I've got soul.
Is this where I'm going to
we('ll) see, we see, we see

I kill this sleep
I'm the man in the moon
I'm walking on sand
on my own high noon
In love with the moon
And not you

'cause I live my stream
I'm a guillotine
pull it away
in my machine.
forget (forgive) where I've been
I forget you
Is this where I'm going to
we see, we see, we see

Trailerpark

Freestyle, 45

I'm a country boy
I've got no soul
don't sleep at night
The world's growing old
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones

Caramel

I gotta get over
I gotta get over
I gotta get better
I'm with you forever
I gotta find genius (Caramel)
I gotta get better (Caramel)
I gotta stop smoking (Caramel)
I gotta get better (Caramel, Caramel)
-do doo do do doo-
Where's the magic
I gotta get better
Oh lord give me magic
I'm with you forever
I gotta find my skill (mounts hill ???) (Caramel)
and live by the mountains (Caramel)
I love you forever
I knew I…, I knew I…
(and you are, and you are..
low, low, low)

Trimm Trabb

I've got no style, I take my time
All those losers on the piss again
I dose, dose away
That's just the way it is (x2)
I've got Trimm Trabb
like the flashboys have
now I can't go back
let it flow, let it flow
I sleep alone, I sleep alone

That's just the way it is
just the way it is (4x),
That's just the way it is
I've got Trimm Trabb
like the flashboys have
And I can't go back
let it flow, let it flow
I sleep alone (4x)

(vocoder voice)
I've got no style
just take my time
All those losers on the piss again
I doze, doze away
(normal voice)
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
I've got Trimm Trabb
like the flashboys have
And I can't go back
let it flow, let it flow
I sleep alone, I sleep alone
I sleep alone, I sleep alone

AAAAHHHHH

No Distance Left To Run

It's over
you don't need to tell me
I hope you're with someone
who makes you feel save in your sleeping tonight
I won't kill myself trying to stay in your life
I've got no distance left to run

When you see me,
please,
turn your back and walk away
I don't wanna see you
'cause I know the dreams that you keep
that's where we meet
when you're coming down
think of me here
I've got no distance left to run

-whoo whoo whoo-

It's over
I knew it would end this way
I hope you're with someone
who makes you feel
that this life, is a life
Who settles down,
stays around,
spends more time with you,
I've got no distance left to run

I'm coming home
It's over
come on home
no more
Optigan 1

[Instrumental]

The Great Escape [1995]

2005-10-12T09:55:00.000-07:00

Stereotypes

The suburbs they are dreaming
They're a twinkle in her eye
She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye
She wears a low cut T-shirt
Runs a little B&B
She's most accomodating when she's in her lingerie

Wife-swapping is your future
You know that it would suit ya

Yes
They're stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming
And then you
Stop dreaming
From time to time you know you should be
Going on another bender

The suburbs they are sleeping
But he's dressing up tonight
She likes a man in uniform
He likes to wear it tight
They're on the lovers' sofa
They're on the patio
And when the fun is over
Watch themselves on video

The neighbours may be staring
But they are just past caring

Yes
The stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming
And then you
Stop dreaming
Time to time you know
You're going on another bender

Yes
There must be more to life
Than stereotypes

Country House

(So the story begins)
City dweller
Successful fella
Thought to himself:
"Oops, I've got a lot of money
Caught in a rat race
Terminally
I'm a professional cynic
But my heart's not in it
I'm paying the price of living life at the limit
Caught up in the century's anxiety"

Yes, it preys on him
He's getting thin
(Try the simple life)

He lives in a house
A very big house
In the country
Watching afternoon repeats
And the food he eats
In the country
He takes all manner of pills
And piles up analyst bills
In the country
Oh, it's like an animal farm
That's the rural charm
In the country

He's got morning glory and life's a different story
Everything's going Jackanory
Touched with his own mortality
He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac
It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland
Oh, it's a century's remedy
For the faint at heart
A new start
(Try the simple life)

He lives in a house
A very big house
In the country
He's got a fog in his chest
So he needs a lot of rest
In the country
He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh
Takes herbal baths
In the country
You should come to no harm
On the animal farm
In the country

(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)

Best Days

Bow Bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again
Out into leafy nowhere
Hope someone's waiting out there
For them

Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun
He works nights but it's not much fun
Picks up the London yo-yo's
All on their own down Soho
Take me home

Other people wouldn't like to hear you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives
Other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives

Trellick Tower's been calling
I know she'll leave me in the morning

In hotel cells listening to dial tones
Remote controls and cable moans
In his drink he's talking
Gets disconnected sleepwalking back home

Other people wouldn't like to hear you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives
Other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives

Other people break into a cold sweat
If you said
That these are the best days
Of their lives
And other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives
Of our lives

Charmless Man

I met him in a crowded room
Where people go to drink away their gloom
He sat me down and so began
The story of a charmless man

Educated the expensive way
He knows his claret from his beaujolais
I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray
But then nature didn't make him that way

He went....

He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares
Will protect him
That we'll respect him
He moves in circles of friends
Who just pretend
That they like him
He does the same to them
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

He knows the swingers and their cavalry
Says he can get in anywhere for free
I began to go a little cross-eyed
And from this charmless man I just had to hide

He talks at speed
He gets nose bleeds
He doesn't see
His days are tumbling
Down upon him
And yet he tries so hard to please
He's just so keen
For you to listen
But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares
Will protect him
That you'll respect him
And yet he tries so hard to please
He's just so keen
For you to listen
But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

Fade Away

They stumbled into their lives
In a vague way became man and wife
One got the other
They deserved one another

They settled in a brand new town
With people from the same background
They kept themselves busy
Long hours left them dizzy
Now when
He's in
She's out

All you ever do is fade away
All you ever do is fade away
He's not making plans
'Cos now they understand
All you ever do is fade away

He noticed he had visible lines
She worried about her behind
Their birth had been the death of them
It didn't really bother them
Now when
She's in
He's out

All you ever do is fade away
All you ever do is fade away
She's not making plans
'Cos now she understands
All you ever do is fade away

When he's in
She's...

All you ever do is fade away
All you ever do is fade away
They're not making plans
'Cos now they understand
He must learn to forget
'Cos this is all you'll ever get

All you ever do is fade away

Top Man

This is a public warning
Be careful when you're out
We're having freaky weather
There's a lot of it about

On the terraces it's swinging
He's a monkey on the roof
You've seen him on the telly
So let me introduce
(Your host tonight)

T.O.P.M.A.N.
He's naughty by nature
T.O.P.M.A.N.
On doubles and chaser
T.O.P.M.A.N.
He a little boy racer
T.O.P.M.A.N.
Shooting guns on the high street of love

In a crowd it's hard to spot him
But anonymity can cost
It's never cheap or cheerful
He's Hugo and he's Boss

He's riding through the desert
On a Camel Light
On a magic carpet
He'll fly away tonight
(Open sesame)

T.O.P.M.A.N.
Sees her in double
T.O.P.M.A.N.
Pukes on the pavement
T.O.P.M.A.N.
He likes her all clean and shaven
T.O.P.M.A.N.
Shooting guns on the high street of love

The Universal

This is the next century
Where the Universal's free
You can find it anywhere
Yes, the future's been sold

Every night we're gone
And to karaoke songs
How we like to sing along
'Though the words are wrong

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go

No-one here is alone
Satellite's in every home
Yes, the Universal's here
Here for everyone
Every paper that you read
Says tomorrow's your lucky day
Well, here's your lucky day

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
If the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go

Mr. Robinson's Quango

Oh, Mr Robinson
And his quango
Dirty dealer
Expensive car
Runs the buses and the Evening Star

He got a hairpiece
Ooh, he got herpes
His private life is very discreet
A nicer man, no, you're never gonna meet

He's the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing
He got respiratory problems and a mason's ring

Oh, Mr Robinson
And his quango
Drinks with generals and county wives
The family business is doing alright

They're doing tangos
Down in the quangos
He makes them tick
Ooh, he makes them tock
And if you don't fit
He put you in the dock

He just sits in his leather chair and twiddles his thumb
Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum

He ran into the toilets in the town hall
He got his biro out and wrote on the wall
"I'm wearing black French knickers under my suit
I've got stocking and suspenders on
I'm feeling rather loose"

Ooh, I'm a naughty boy
Ooh, I'm a naughty, naughty boy

He Thought of Cars

Moscow's still red
The young man's dead
Gone to heaven instead
The evening news
Says he was confused

The motorways will all merge soon
Lottery winner buys the moon
They've come to save us
The space invaders are here

He thought of cars
And where
Where to drive them
Who to drive them with
There
There was no-one
No-one

There's panic at London Heathrow
Everybody wants to go
Up into the blue
But there's a ten year queue

Columbia is in top gear
It shouldn't snow this time of year
America's shot
She's gone and done the lot

He thought of planes
And where
Where to fly to
And who to fly there with
And there
There was no-one
No-one

It Could Be You

Churchill
Got his lucky number
Tomorrow there's another
Could be me
Could be you

No silver spoon
Sticky teeth, they rot too soon
You've got to have the best tunes
Or that's it
You've blown it

All we want is to be happy
In our homes like happy families
Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet
Yes, it could be you

The likely lads
Are picking up the uglies
Yesterday they were just puppies
Beery slurs
Now life's a blur

Telly addicts
You should see them at it
Getting in a panic
Will we be there

Trafalgar Square?
All we want is to be happy
In our homes like happy families
Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet
Yes, it could be you

Could be me
Could be you
Should be me
Should be you

But don't worry
If it's not your lucky number
'Cos tomorrow there's another
Could be you
Could be me

Ernold Same

Ernold Same awoke from the same dream
In the same bed
At the same time
Looked in the same mirror
Made the same frown
And felt the same way as he did every day
Then Ernold Same caught the same train
At the same station
Sat in the same seat
With the same nasty stain
Next to same old what's-his-name
On his way to the same place
With the same name
To do the same thing
Again and again and again
Poor old Ernold Same

Oh, Ernold Same
His world stays the same
Today will always be tomorrow
Poor old Ernold Same
He's getting that feeling once again
Nothing will change tomorrow

Globe Alone

Who maddest one on the M1
Who hasn't stopped sucking his thumb
Who very straight and never grins
Who cares what car he's driving in

He is because he saw it on a commercial break
And if he doesn't get what he wants
Then he get a headache
'Cos he needs it
Wants it
Almost
Loves it
He's here on his own
On globe alone
Here on his own

Who joined health club to glisten
Into hi-fi precision
Who mobile phone gives him the bone
Who very keen on Sharon Stone

And then he says...

Who eats at the new brasserie
Who only ever gets merry
Who wouldn't be seen at bedtime
Without putting Calvin Klein's on

Dan Abnormal

Meanie leanie
Come on down
Come and entertain the town
It's Friday night and we're all bored
Time's been called
There is no more
Time's been called
It's such a bore

Dan Abnormal
Not normal at all
It's not his fault
We made him this way
He'll imitate you
Try to ape you
But it's not his fault
Dan watches TV

The meanie leanie stays up late
Mopes around
Gets in a state
The killer in your arcade
Shooting gangsters
Ready-made
'Cos that is where
The future's made

Teleport me

Dan went to his local burger bar
"I want McNormal and chips
Or I'll blow you to bits
Give us it"

It's the miseries at half-past three
Watching video nasties
He has dirty dreams when he's asleep
Dan's just like you and me
He's the meanie leanie

Altogether now...

Dan Abnormal
Not normal at all
Oh, it's not his fault
We made him this way
He'll imitate you
Try to ape you
But it's not his fault
Dan Abnormal's
Me

Entertain Me

The weekend is back
But so is he
Head to the floodlights
See the fraternity
They're waiting

I hear them up in the north
Down in the south
All that is spewing
Spewing out of his mouth

Entertain me

At his'n'hers dating
Bored minds agree
Requirements to be stated
And replies awaited

She wants a loose fit
He wants Instant Whip
Guesstimates her arrival
Will she want it
Really badly?

Entertain me

A car
A house
Both in a street
The boredom of a sober week
The weekend's here
Hip-hip-hooray
To make the blues
Just go away

Entertain me

Yuko and Hiro

This is my work place
And these are the people
I work with
Yuko and Hiro
We work together

We work for the company
That looks to the future
We work hard to please them
They will protect us

I never see you
We're never together
I'll love you forever

I drink in the evenings
It helps with relaxing
I can't sleep without drinking
We drink together

From Monday to Saturday
I go to my workplace
But on Sunday
We're together
Yuko and Hiro

Parklife [1994]

2005-10-12T09:49:00.000-07:00

Girls And Boys

Street's like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece - on holiday
Love in the nineties
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances - looking for

CHORUS:

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always should be someone you really love

REPEAT CHORUS

Avoiding all work
Cos there's none available
Like battery thinkers
Count your thoughts - on one two three four five fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
You get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr schen
But we haven't been introduced.

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE
2ND TIME: Always should be someone to really love.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Looking for...

REPEAT CHORUS FOUR TIMES
LAST TIME: Always should be someone to really love.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah

Tracy Jacks

(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service
(Tracy Jacks) it's steady employment
(Tracy Jacks) is a golfing fanatic

(Tracy Jacks) but his put is erratic
(Tracy Jacks) saw a Harley Street doctor
(Tracy Jacks) who prescribed healthy living
(Tracy Jacks) but he's getting past forty
(Tracy Jacks) and all his seams are splitting

CHORUS:
Every day he got closer
He knew in his heart he was over
I'd love to stay here and be normal
But it's just so overrated

(Tracy Jacks) left home without warning
(Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning
(Tracy Jacks) got on the first train to Walton
(Tracy Jacks) and stood on the sea front laughing
(Tracy Jacks) threw his clothes in the water
(Tracy Jacks) and ran around naked
(Tracy Jacks) got stopped by the police
(Tracy Jacks) and escorted back home where

REPEAT CHORUS

(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo

And then it happened on a Tuesday morning
Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in
Saying, "It's just so overrated!"

(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo

REPEAT CHORUS

Oo oo oo oo
REPEAT TO FADE

End Of A Century

She says there's ants in the carpet
Dirty little monsters
Eating all the morsels
Picking up the rubbish
Give her effervescence
She needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV
You're looking so healthy

CHORUS:

We all say, don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century
Oh, it's nothing special

Sex on the TV
Everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty
As you get closer to thirty
He gives her a cuddle
Glowing in a huddle
Good night TV
You're all made up
And you're looking like me

CHORUS

Can you eat her?
Yes, you can.

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

Oh, end of a century
Oh, it's nothing special

Parklife

Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... (Parklife!)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as... (Parklife!)
John's got brewer's droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons - they love a bit of it. (Parklife!)
Who's that gut lord marching? You should cut down on your porklife, mate, get some exercise! (Parklife!)

CHORUS:
All the people
So many people
And they all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklife

Know what I mean?

I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (Parklife!)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the house. (Parklife!)
I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too.
It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. (Parklife!)
And then I'm happy for the rest of the day,
safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it.

CHORUS

Parklife - Parklife!
Parklife - Parklife!
It's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now.
Parklife - Parklife!
And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round...
Parklife - Parklife!

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

Bank Holiday

Grandma needs new dentures
To eat the crust on pizza
Been taken out by her daughter
Because she thought she oughta
The kids are eating Snickers
Because they're so delicious
Then there's sticky fingers
And mother loses her knickers

CHORUS:
Bank holiday comes six times a year
Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers!
Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer
Then it's back to work - A! G! A-I-N!

Barbecue is cooking
Sausages and chicken
The patio is buzzing
And neighbours they are looking
John is down the fun pub
Drinking lots of lager
Girls and boys are on the game
And all the high streets look the same

CHORUS

Back to work - A! G! A-I-N!

CHORUS

Bank holiday!

Badhead

So far, I've not really stayed in touch.
Well, you knew as much.
It's no surprise
That today, I get up around two
From a lack of anything to do

And I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument.

And you, not really stayed in touch.
Well, I knew as much.
It's no surprise
That today, I get up around two
With nothing to do
Except get a touch of flu.

And I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument,
And in any case, I'd rather wear it.
It's like a bad head in the morning.
And I know.

And I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument,
And in any case, I'd rather wear it.
It's like a bad head in the morning.
So I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument,
And in any case, I'd rather wear it.
It's like a bad head in the morning.
And I know.

The Debt Collector

[instrumental]
Far Out

I spy in the night sky don't I
Phoebe Io Elara
Leda Callisto Sinope
Janus Dione Portia
So many moons
Quiet in the sky at night
Hot in the Milky Way
Outside in

Vega Capella
Hadar Rigel Barnard's Star
Antares Aldebaran Altair
Wolf 359 Betelgeuse
Sun sun sun sun sun...

To The End

All those dirty words (Jusqu'a la fin)
They make us look so dumb (En plein soleil)
We've been drinking far too much (Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us mean what we say (En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end

What happened to us? (Jusqu'a la fin)
Soon it will be gone forever (En plein soleil)
Infatuated only with ourselves (Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us can think straight anymore. (En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it,
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end
When you and I
Collapsed in love
Well, it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end.

(En plein amour)
You and I
Just collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end

(En plein soleil)
(En plein soleil)

London Loves

A malady has taken him over
Coughing tar in his Japanese motor
The lights are magic
And he feels lucky
And he's got money
Shoots like an arrow, oh

London loves
The mystery of a speeding car
London loves
The misery of a speeding heart

It's love you like and everyone's at it
And words are cheap when the mind it elastic
He loves the violence
Keeps ticking over
So sleep together
Before today is sold forever

London loves
The way people just fall apart
London loves
The way you just don't stand a chance
London loves

The misery of a speeding heart

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh ohoh

London loves
The mystery of a speeding car
London loves
The misery of a speeding heart
London loves
The mystery

Oh, hey, hey
London loves
The way people just fall apart
London loves
The way we just don't stand a chance
London loves (always London loves!)
The speeding heart

[sampled traffic bulletins from London radio]

Trouble In The Message Centre

I am the message centre
Local and direct
Room to room an operator
No calls today, dear,
They'll just have to wait, dear,
I call and I collect
So just strike him softly
Away from the body

You're made up too shiny today
There's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble
So much trouble

I am a manager
And I am in control
As the local delegator
No calls today, dear
They'll just have to wait, dear
I offer no guarantee at all
So don't take it lightly,
You passed your sell-by date

You're made up too shiny today
It's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble

A new typeface, a new day
It's so much trouble
You can't remember ten minutes ago
It's so much trouble
Too much trouble

La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la

You passed your sell-by date
You're made up too shiny today
It's so much trouble
Thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble
A new typeface, a new day
It's so much trouble
You can't remember ten minutes ago
It's so much trouble
It's too much trouble
La la la la la
La la la la
[etc. to fade]

Clover Over Dover

I'm on the white cliffs of Dover
Thinking it over and over
But if I jump it's all over
A cautionary tale for you

I'd like to roll in the clover
With you over and over
On the white cliffs of Dover
And then I let you push me over

If that is the fact
Then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at
And it's over
Oh, if that is the fact
Then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at
And it's over
Yes it is

And now the bluebirds are over (I'm floating away)
Over the white cliffs of Dover (Spent twenty years upon
the sea)
And when you push me over (And when I come back)
Don't bury me, I'm not worth anything (I found that you took care
to me)

If that is the fact
Then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at
And it's over
REPEAT

Yes it is.

Magic America

Bill Barrat has a simple dream.
He calls it his Plan B.
Where there are buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free
and everyone's very friendly.
Well, Plan B arrived on a holiday.
He took a cab to the shopping malls,
Bought and ate till he could do neither any more
Then found love on Channel 44.

La la la la la
He wants to go to magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
With all those magic people

Bill Barrat sent his postcards home
To everyone he'd ever known
They went, "Fifty-nine cents gets you a good square meal
From the people who care how you feel."

La la la la la
He wants to go to magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
With all the magic people
With all the magic people

La la la la la
He wants to go to magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
La la la la la
So nice to be in magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
With all the magic people
With all the magic people
With all the magic people
With all the magic people
All the magic people
With all the magic people
All the people, all the people
With all the magic people
All the people, all the people

[etc. to fade]

Jubilee

Jubilee slouches in his settee
He's losing all will to move
He got dippy, too much telly
He watching 24 hours of rubbish
He got butane, he got plastic bags
His eyes are going square - oh yeah
He's no raver, just anti-social
He not going to cut his hair

He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how
Seventeen
He not mean enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how
Seventeen
He not keen on being like
Anyone else

Jubilee's dad, Billy Banker,
Thinks his son's a slob
Should get out more, stop scabbing,
He really should go and get a job

He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it
Seventeen
He's not mean enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how, where to go
But he just don't get out enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how, where to go
But he just don't get out enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it, talk to girls
But he's just to spotty
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how
Seventeen
He not keen on being like
Anyone else
So he just plays on his computer game!

He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it
Seventeen
He's not mean enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how, where to go

But he just don't get out enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it, talk to girls
But he's just too spotty
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it, where to go
He's not keen on being like anyone
He's not being like
Jubilee is not like
Anyone else.

This Is A Low

And into the sea
Goes pretty England and me
Round the Bay of Biscay
And back for tea

Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank
Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide
And go to sleep
And the radio says...

CHORUS:
"This is a low
But it won't hurt you.
When you're alone,
It will be there with you,
Finding ways to stay solo."

On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty,
There's a low in the high forties
And Saturdays locked away on the pier
Not fast enough, dear.
And on the Malin Head,
Blackpool looks blue and red
And the Queen, she's gone round the bend,
Jumped off Land's End.
And the radio says...

REPEAT CHORUS

"This is a low,
But it won't hurt you.
When you're alone,
It will be there with you.
This is a low,
But it won't hurt you.
When you're alone,
It will be there with you,
Finding ways to stay solo."

Lot 105

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la - ha ha
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la - ha ha
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
Eighteen times a week, love
Ha ha ha ha ha!

Modern Life Is Rubbish [1993]

2005-10-12T09:46:00.000-07:00

For Tomorrow

He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow
London ice cracks on a seamless line
He's hanging on for dear life
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la (x3)
Holding on for tomorrow
...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

She's a twentieth century girl
With her hands on the wheel
Trying not to make him sick again
Seeing what she can borrow
London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes
But we're we're lost on the westway
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la (x3)
Holding on for tomorrow

Trying not to be sick again
And holding for tomorrow
She's a twentieth century girl
Hanging on for dear life
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la (x3)
Holding on for tomorrow

Jim stops and gets out the car,
Goes to a house in emperor's gate,
Through the door and to his room,
Then he puts the tv on,
Turns it off and makes some tea,
Says modern life is rubbish i'm
Holding on for tomorrow,
Then susan comes into the room,
She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile,
Says let's take a drive to primrose hill,
It's windy there and the view's so nice,
London ice can freeze your toes
Like anyone I suppose
I'm
Holding on for tomorrow..

Advert

(food processors are great!)

It's six o'clock on the dot and I'm half way home
I feel foul mouthed as I stand and wait for the underground
And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
I need something to remind me that there's something else

You need a holiday, somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting, there never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else

Advertisements are here for rapid persuasion
If you stare too long you lose your appetite
A nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
You need fast relief from aches and stomach pains

I need a holiday, somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting, there never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else

1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....9....10....11....
12....13....14....15....16

(you can have it on the rates [? ]...
...yes. ladies and gentlemen. a one week only special offer.)

You need a holiday, somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting, there never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Go on!
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else

Colin Zeal

Colin zeal knows the value of mass appeal
He's a pedestrian walker, he's a civil talker
He's an affable man with a plausible plan
Keeps his eye on the news, keeps his future in hand

(and then he..)

Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again
Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again
He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ha

While sitting in traffic, colin thinks in automatic
He's an immaculate dresser, he's your common aggressor
He's a modern retard with a love of bombast
Keeps his eye on the news, doesn't dwells on the past

(and then he..)

Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again
Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again
He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ha
He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ha

(and then he..)

Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again
Looks at his watch, he's on time yet again
He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ha
He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ha
He's pleased with himself, he's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ha
He's pleased with himself, he's so pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ha

(through the megaphone, along with last chorus:
He's a modern retard, he's terminal lard
He's an affable man, with a carrotene tan
Because colin zeal's ill
Colin zeal's ill
Colin zeal's ill)

'cos colin zeal knows

Pressure On Julian

Only the magical transit children, sing sing a lullaby bah, bah, bah
Sitting on a pavement sucking on a long straw
It's colourful, it's colourful, but it washes you out

Here is my violence and here is the excuse
I learnt it all, but only second hand
Falling into walls, well what is it with you
You'd never know, never know, never know

We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way
Pressure on julian

Swimming in yellow pissy water, sand getting in between the ears
No blood in head in this bloody weather
Irate people with yellow tongues

Only the magical transit children, sing sing a lullaby bah,bah,bah
Falling into walls, well what is it with you
You'd never know, never know, never know

We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way
Pressure on julian

(there was pressure on julian, pushing trolleys in the car park
From b to a then back to b
Pressure on julian
Passing out, precious little snout
The birds are singing at night
The birds are singing at night, pressure on julian)

We planned it all this way, we planned it all this way
Pressure on julian

Star Shaped

Wash with new soap, behind the collar
Keeps a clean mental state
Don't usually bother in cold weather
But still I'm getting into work late

And I don't need the practice

I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(all for the good)
I feel so unecessary
(we don't think so, you seem starshaped)

Have a couple at the weekend,
Keeps up camaraderie
And my mind boggles in the muddle,
At the possibilities

And I don't need the practice

I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(all for the good)
I feel so unecessary
(we don't think so, you seem starshaped)
And I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(all for the good)
I feel so unecessary
(we don't think so, you seem starshaped)

I wash with new soap behind the collar
Helps keep down the laundry
And now I bother in cold weather
Because it cleans me mentally

And I really don't need the practice

I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(all for the good)
I feel so unecessary
(we don't think so, you seem starshaped)
I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(all for the good)
I feel so unecessary
(we don't think so, you seem starshaped)

Blue Jeans

Air cushioned soles
I bought them on the portbello road on a saturday
I stop and stare awhile
A common pastime when conversation goes astray

And don't think I'm walking out of this
She don't mind
Whatever I say, whatever I say
I don't really want to change a thing
I want to stay this way forever

Blue, blue jeans I wear them every day
There's no particular reason to change
My thoughts are getting banal, I can't help it
But I won't pull out hair another day

And don't think I'm walking out of this
She don't mind
Whatever I say, whatever I say
I don't really want to change a thing
I want to stay this way forever
If you don't mind
Whatever I say, whatever I say
I don't really want to change a thing
I want to stay this way forever

You know it's to be with you

Don't give up on me yet
Don't think I'm walking out of this
She don't mind
Whatever I say, whatever I say
I don't really want to change a thing
I want to stay this way forever
If you don't mind
Whatever I say, whatever I say
I don't really want to change a thing
I want to stay this way forever

You know it's to be with you

Chemical World

The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps
So she takes the bus into the country
Although she got herself rosy cheeks
She didn't leave enough money to pay the rent
The landlord says that she's out in a week
What a shame she was just getting comfy
Now she's eating chocolate to induce sleep
In a chemical world, it's very, very, very cheap

And I don't know about you
But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes
It's been a hell of a do
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes

Peeping thomas has a very nice view
Across the street at the exhibitionist
These townies they never speak to you
Just stick together so they never get lonely
Feeling lead, feeling quite light-headed
Had to sit down and have some sugary tea
In chemical world, in a chemical world
It's very, very, very cheap

And I don't know about you
But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes
It's been a hell of a do
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes, yes

I don't know about you
But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes
It's been a hell of a do
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes
And now she's found about you
But they're putting the holes in, yes, yes
Well I don't know about you
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes

Until you can see right through
Until you can see right through
Until you can see right through

Sunday Sunday

Sunday, sunday here again in tidy attire
You read the colour supplement, the tv guide
You dream of protein on a plate
Regret you left it quite so late
To gather the family around the table
To eat enough sleep
Oh, the sunday sleep

Sunday, sunday here again a walk in the park
You meet an old soldier and talk of the past
He fought for us in two world wars and
The england he knew is no more
He sings the songs of praise but always falls asleep
For that sunday sleep

But he knows what he knows
Sunday, sunday

Oh, that sunday sleep....

Sunday, sunday here again in tidy attire
You read the colour supplement, the tv guide
You dream of protein on a plate, regret you left it quite so late
You gather the family around the table to eat enough to sleep
And mother's pride is your epithet
That extra slice you'll soon regret
So going out is your best bet, then bingo yourself to sleep
Oh that sunday sleep....

Oily Water

Lead in me and me in water, dangling in my world
I swallowed too much oily water, it keeps slipping down my spine

In a sense of self in decline, growing fat on sound
It's only an early morning dream, and the whole world will be alright

(chorus)

My head is full of suspicion, I'm coming home sometime
I've swallowed too much oily water, it keeps slipping down my spine

In a sense of self in decline, lying on my back
It's only an early morning dream, and the whole world will be alright

(chorus)

Miss America

Miss america sits in the shower
She's plucking hours from the sky
Picks up the telephone, into another home
Don't ask me why

I don't mind
I don't mind at all
I love only you

She's a well wisher and she wishes you well
Wish away, wish away
She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho
Wish away, wish away

I don't mind
I don't mind at all
I love only you

Da, do, da, da, do
Da, do, da, da, do

Here is here and I am here, where are you?
Far away, far away
She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho
Wish away, wish away

I don't mind
I don't mind at all
I love only you

Da, do, da, da, do (x3)

Villa Rosie

Practice doesn't make perfect whan you're interbreeding
Speaking drivel can it get confused with heavy breathing
Mixing drinks at water holes get snarled up in the suburbs
Meandering through this and that, you are suspected of vagueness

When work is done, go to villa rosie every night
So tasty
Go form a queue at villa rosie every night
So tasty

Across the common every day, you come across the fine line
But wearing boots can prevent the leeches in the long grass
Eating between meals stifles the appetite is it healthy
Coming home that nagging doubt there in your belly

And all the while at villa rosie every night
You're tasty
A sweeter life at villa rosie every night
So taste....

All this has come to villa rosie every night
They're waiting
So form a queue at villa rosie every night
So tasty
Don't break your own back at villa rosie every night
We're tasting
A sweeter life at villa rosie every night
So tasty

Coping

Primal, evil what am i
Tongue-tied 'til the day I die
There's no love made mermaids
It's just distraction or so they

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange can I go through this again?
When I feel this strange can I go through this again?

It's a sorry state you're getting in
The same excuse is wearing thin
There's no self control left in me
What was not will never will be

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange can I go through this again?
When I feel this strange can I go through this again?
(....or am I just coping? )

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face
The emphisis on coping
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange can I go through this again?
When I feel this strange can I go through this again? (x2)
(can I be dreaming? ...or am I just coping? )

Turn It Up

Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, kazoo kazoo every time

Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4)

Anyway you choose, anyway you choose at all
Sometimes you get too much, some days it all gets too much

Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, why do you turn your back on me?

Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4)

Anyway you choose, anyway you choose at all
Some days you do too much, some days it all gets too much

Kazoo, kazoo you are mine, kazoo kazoo every time

Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in (x4)

Resigned

I think too much
On things I want too much
It makes me hateful
And I say stupid things
Only you can fill my blank heart
And I'm resigned to that

I wish the sun
Could just keep me warm
And I'm resigned to that
I'll forget to breathe someday
I never stop to think why

Leisure [1991]

2005-10-12T09:39:00.000-07:00

She's So High

I see her face everyday
I see her face
It doesn't help me

She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

I think of her everyday
I think of her
Lt doesn't help me

She's so high

I want to crawl all over her

She doesn't help me

She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

Bang

Sitting in a sdt
Waiting for an underground trail
To rumble undemeath my teeth
Bang goes another day
Where it went I could not say
Now I'll have to wait another week
When all is said and all is done
What was said was never done
Don't panic
It's not really worth your while
Bang goes another year
In and out of one ear
Everybody's doing it
So do it too

I don't need anyone
But a little love
Would make things better

Sitting on the early bus
Passing through the morning rush
It makes no difference
That I'm not with you
Bang goes another year
In and out of one ear
Everybody is doing it
I'll do it too

Slow Down

It's up to you
You know it is
I can't convince you
All you have to do is
Slow down
I've always said
It will never change
All you have to do
Just you be you
I mean that's all I want to say
All these things
That I told you
I didn't mean at all
I didn't mean at all
I'd forget you
So if you come here
If you come here
All you have to do
Just you be you
I mean that's all I need to say to you

Repetition

So sure
So sure you are
Nothing can
Touch you now
I need to know
Did you think of me
But you're forgettng me now
Slow down
Don't be so
Eager to let me go
Realise it could change you
It could change your mind

Try, try, try
All things remain the same
So why try again

Bad Day

Do you do
Anything
You ever do
No, she said
Do you want
Anything
You ever wanted
No, she said

She don't know how
How to feel
This is a bad day
This is a bad day
To know

Do you have
Anything
You ever had
No, she said
Do you love
Anyone
You ever loved
Yes, she said

Sing

I can't feel
I am numb
I cant feel
So what's the worth
In all of this
Sing to me
So what's the worth in all of this
If the child in your head
If the child is dead
Sing to me

There's No Other Way

You're taking the fun
Out of everything
Making me run
When I don't want to think
You're taking the fun
Out of everything
I don't want to think at all

There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do
Is watch them play

You're taking the fun
Out of everything
You're making it clear
When I don't want to think
You're taking me up when
I don't want to go up anymore
I'm just watching it all

There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do
Is watch them play

I'll watch you play

Fool

Sorry
But I don't understand
The things you say
They make no sense at all
Funny
But I think that you mean them all
This time
Don't you
I know that you think I'm a fool
But couldn't you try
To forgive a fool
One more time
Sorry
But I'm not really listening
I've got my mind
On something else
And sometimes I wonder if I'm here
If I'm here at all
I know that you want me to go
Don't you
But it's not as easy as it seems
I know that you think I'm not here at all
But I'm just as fed up as you
I know that you want me to leave
I'm amazed at how cold you can be
Well, may my weak and insipid soul grow stronger in your absence

Come Together

I don't understand
You're walking over me
All over me
To you
Well, you must be mad
And you know you are
You should have known
I'd do anything for you
So, why
Why
Can't we come together
Why
Inside my head
There's nothing left
It's all been taken out
By you
And do I care
Well, you know I do
You should have known
I'd do anything for you
So, why
Why
Can't we come together
Why
Now it's all been said
And you know it all
Then you should have known
I'd do anything for you
For you

High Cool

When you come here
Which you sometimes do
Don't think that
I really want you to
And if you come here
Which you always do
Don't think that
I expect you to
Is that all I give you
Is that all I give you
And you talk too much
Which you always do
Don't think that
I really want you to
And if you talk too much
Which you always do
Don't think that
I really need you to
Is that all I give you
Is that all I give you

Birthday

It's my birthday
No one here day
Very strange day
I think of you day
Go outside day
Sit in park day
Watch the sky day
What a pathetic day

I don't like this day
It makes me feel too small

I don't like these days
They make me feel so small

Wear Me Down

Every time I come here
I'm not sure what to say
I know it should be easy
But it never seems that way
You, you make me feel
Like no one ever will
So why, why do you bore me
Until my heart is still

You
You wear me down
My defenses are gone now
And I can't fight

I can't say I love you easily
But you wouldn't want me to
So I'd rather just say nothing
And leave it up to you
Then it's easy to forget
You're iust as small as me
Then it's easy to forget
You're just as foolish as me

You
You wear me down
My defenses are gone now
And I can't fight