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1. Down to the waterline 3:592. Water of love 5:223. Setting me up 3:194. Six blade knife 4:095. Southbound again 2:576. Sultans of swing 5:347. In the gallery 6:148. Wild west end 4:429. Lions 4:54

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DOWN TO THE WATERLINE

Sweet surrender on the quaysideYou remember we used to run and rideIn the shadow of cargoe I take you one timeAnd we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline

Near misses on the dogleap stairwaysFrench kisses in the darkened doorwaysA foghorn blowing out wild and coldA policeman shines a light upon my shoulder

Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the nightOver my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lights

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No money on our jackets and our jeans are tornYour hands are cold but your lips are warm

She can see him on the jetty where they used to goShe can feel him in the places where the sailors goWhen she's walking by the river and the railway lineShe can still hear him whisperLet's go down to the waterline

WATER OF LOVE

High and dry in the long hot dayLost and lonley every dayGot the flats all around me sky up aboveI need a little water of love

I've been too long lonely and my heart feels painCrying out for some soothing rainI believe I have taken enoughI need a little water of love

Water of love deep in the groundNo water here to be foundSome day baby when the river runs freeIt'll carry that water of love to me

There's a bird up in a tree sitting up highWaiting for me to dieIf I don't get some water soonI'll be dead and gone in the afternoon

Once I had a woman I could call my ownOnce I had a woman now my woman is goneOnce there was a river now there's a stoneYou know it's evil when you're living alone

SETTING ME UP

You say I'm the greatest bound for gloryWell the world is out and I learnedI got the latest side of the storyYou're pulling out before you get burned

Well your hands are squeezing me down to the boneI never saw you breaking no lawStands to reason I've got to leave you aloneWhat you taking me for

You're setting me up to put me downYou're making me out to be your clownYou're just setting me up to put me downYou better give it upQuit your messing around

You think I care about your reactionYou think I don't understandAll you wanted was a piece of the actionNow you talk about another man

SIX BLADE KNIFE

Your six blade knife can do anything for youAnything you want it toOne blade for breaking my heartOne blade for tearing me apartYour six blade knife - do anything for you

You can take away my mind like you take away the top of a tinWhen you come up from behind and lay it down cold on my skinTook a stone from my soul when I was lameJust so you could make me tameYou take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin

I'd like to be free of it now - I don't want it no moreI'd like to be free of it now - you know I don't want it no more

Everybody got a knife it can be just what they want it to beA needle a wife or something that you just can't see

You know it keeps you strongYes and it'll do me wrongYour six blade knife - do anything for you

SOUTHBOUND AGAIN

Southbound again I don't know if I'm going or leaving homeBoy got to be movingSeems like the boy is bound to roam

Southbound again got no money I've got no place to goThat woman's with her lover boyNever want to see her face no more

Every single time I roll across the rolling River TyneI get the same old feelingEvery time I'm moving down the line

Soutbound again last night I felt like cryingRight now I'm sick of livingBut I'm going to keep trying

SULTANS OF SWING

You get a shiver in the darkIt's raining in the park but meantimeSouth of the river you stop and you hold everythingA band is blowing Dixie double four timeYou feel alright when you hear that music ring

You step inside but you don't see too many facesComing in out of the rain to hear the jazz go downToo much competition too many other placesBut not too many horns can make that soundWay on downsouth way on downsouth London town

You check out Guitar George he knows all the chordsMind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or singAnd an old guitar is all he can affordWhen he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the sceneHe's got a daytime job he's doing alrightHe can play honky tonk just like anythingSaving it up for Friday nightWith the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the cornerDrunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform solesThe don't give a damn about any trumpet playing bandIt ain't what they call rock and rollAnd the Sultans played Creole

And then the man he steps right up to the microphoneAnd says at last just as the time bell rings'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'and he makes it fast whith one more thing'We are the Sultans of Swing'

IN THE GALLERY

Harry made a bareback rider proud and free upon a horseAnd a fine coalminer for the NCB that wasA fallen angel and Jesus on the crossA skating ballerina you should have seen her do the skater's walz

Some people have got to paint and drawHarry had to work in clay and stoneLike the waves coming to the shoreIt was in his blood and in his bonesIgnored by all the trendy boys in London and in LeedsHe might as well have been making toys or strings of beadsHe could not be in the gallery

And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at allHe takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wallThe birds of feather all the phonies and all of the fakesWhile the dealers the get togetherAnd they decide who gets the breaksAnd who's going to be in the gallery

No lies he wouldn't compromiseNo junk no bits of stringAnd all the lies we subsidiseThat just don't mean a thingI've got to say he passed away in obscurity

And now all the the vultures are comming down from the treeSo he's going to be in the gallery

WILD WEST END

Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffe beansChecking out the movies and the magazinesWaitress she watches me crossing from the Borocco BarI'm getting a pickup for my steel guitarI saw you walking out Shaftesbury AvenueExcuse me talking I wanna marry youThis is seventh heaven street to meDon't be so proudYou're just another angel in the crowdAnd I'm walking in the wild west endWalking with your wild best friend

And my conductress on the number nineteenShe was a honeyPink toenails and hands all dirty with moneyGreasy hair easy smileMade me feel nineteen for a whileAnd I went down to ChinatownIn the backroom it's a man's worldAll the money go downDuck inside the doorway gotta duck to eatRight now feels alright nowYou and me we can't beat

And a gogo dancing girl yes I saw herThe deejay he say here's Mandy for yaI feel alright to see herBut she's paid to do that stuffShe's dancing high I move on byThe close ups can get roughWhen you're walking in the wild west end

LIONS

Red sun go down way over dirty townStarlings are sweeping around crazy shoalsA girl is there high heeling across the squareWind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the polesWaiting in the crowd to cross at the lightShe looks around to find a face she can like

Church bell clinging on trying to get a crowd to EvensongNobody cares to depend upon the chime it playsThey're all in the station praying for trainsCongregation late againIt's getting darker all the time these flagpole daysDrunk old soldier he gives her a frightHe's a crazy lion howling for a fight

Strap hanging gunshot soundDoors slamming on the overground

Starlings are tough but the lions are made of stoneHer evening paper is horror tornBut there's hope later for CapricornsHer lucky stars give her just enough to get her homeThen she's reading about a swing to the rightBut she's thinking about a stranger in the nightI'm thinking about the lions tonightWhat happend to the lions


1. Once upon a time in the west 5:142. News 4:113. Where do you think you're going? 3:434. Communiqué 5:425. Lady writer 3:386. Angel of mercy 4:297. Portobello Belle 4:218. Single handed sailor 4:429. Follow me home 5:42

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ONCE UPON A TIME IN THE WEST

Some people get a cheap laugh breaking up the speed limitScaring the pedestrians for a minuteCrossing up progress driving on the grassLeaving just enough room to passSunday driver never took a testOh yeah, once upon a time in the west

Yes it's no use saying that you don't know nothingIt's still gonna get you if you don't do something


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Sitting on a fence that's a dangerous courseOh, you could even catch a bullet from the peace-keeping forceEven the hero gets a bullet in the chestOh yeah, once upon a time in the west

Mother Mary your children are slaughteredSome of you mothers ought to lock up yout daughterWho's protecting the innocentiHeap big trouble in the land of plentyTell me how we're gonna do what's bestYou guess once upon a time in the west

Oh yeah once upon a time in the westOh yeah once upon a time in the westOh yeah once upon a time in the west

Once upon a time in the west

NEWS

He sticks to his gunshe take the road as it comesIt take the shine off his shoesHe says it's a shameYou know it may be a gameAh but I won't play to loose

He's burning the grassHe take up a glassHe swallow it neatHe crosses the floorHe open the doorHe take a sniff of the street

And then she tell him that he's crazyShe's a-saying hey babyI'm your wifeYeah she tell him that he's crazyFor gambling a-with his life

But he climbs on his horseYou know he feel no remorseHe just kicks it aliveHis motor is fineHe take it over the lineUntil he's ready to dive

And she tell him that he's crazyYes she's saying listen babyI'm your wifeYeah she tell him that he's crazyFor gambling with his life

He sticks to his gunsHe take the road as it comesIt take the shine off his shoesHe say it's a shame

You know it may be a gameAh but I won't play to loose

He sticks to his gunsHe take the road as it comesIt take the shine off his shoesHe's too fast to stopHe take it over the topHe make a line in the news

WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?

Where d'ya think you're goingDon't you know it's dark outsideWhere d'ya think you're goingDon't you care about my prideWhere d'ya think you're goingI think a you don't knowYou got no way of knowingThere's really no place you can go

I understand your changesA-long before you reach the doorI know what you came her forAnd now I'm sick of jokingYou know I like you to be freeA-where d'ya think ya goingI think you better go with me girl

You say there is no reasonBut you still find cause to doubt meIf you ain't with me girlYou're gonna be without me

Where d'ya think you're goingDon't you know it's dark outsideWhere d'ya think you're goingI wish I didn't care about my prideAnd now I'm sick of jokingYou know I like you to be freeA-where d'ya think ya goingI think you better go with me girl

COMMUNIQUE

We wanna get a statement for Jesus' sakeIt's like a talking to a wallHe's incommunicadoNo comment to makeHe's saying nothing at all

Yeah but in the communiqueYou know he's gonna come cleanThink what he saySay what he meansMaybe on a Monday het got something to say

CommunicationCommuniqueCommunique

Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the tradeMaybe he could talk about himselfMaybe he could talk about the money he madeMaybe he be saying something else

But in the communique you know he's gonna come cleanThink what he saySay what he meansMaybe on a Monday he got something to say


Well now the rumours are flyingSpeculation rifeThey say that he's been trying someone else's wifeSomebody at the airportSomebody on the phoneSay he's at the station and he's coming home alone

Then we get the storyThe serious pieceAnd a photography a taken in the hallAnd you don't have to worry with the previous releaseRight now he's saying nothing at allBut in the communique you know he's gonna come cleanThink what he saySay what he meanMaybe on a Monday he'll have something to say


Communication

LADY WRITER

Lady Writer on the t.v.Talk about the Virgin MaryReminded me of youExpectations left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the t.v.Yeah, she had another qualityThe way you used to lookAnd I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hair fell down around her faceThen I recall my fall from graceAnother time, another place

Lady writer on the t.v.She had all the brains and the beautyThe picture does not fitYou talked to me when you felt like it


Yes and your rich old manYou know he'd call her a dead ringerYou got the same commandPlus you mother was a jazz singer


Lady writer on the t.v.She knew all about a historyYou couldn't hardly write your nameI think I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the t.v.Talking about the Virgin MaryYeah you know I'm talking about you and meAnd the lady writer on the t.v.Lady writer on the t.v.Talking about the Virgin MaryYeah you know I'm talking about you and meAnd the lady writer on the t.v.

ANGEL OF MERCY

Well there's a Peter Pan moon, shepherd's delightI got the dragon at noon, yes and I won the fightNow i want my reward in heaven tonight, just like you promisedAngel of mercy you'll come to no harmAngel of mercy, there's no need for alarmThe knight in his armour wants a night in your armsYou know he's honest

Angel of mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonightAnd if I give up my sword, won't you give me the rightSweet angel

Well now it's too late for talkin', we can talk later onLet the saxophone play us till the chorus of dawnAnd I need is a little oblivion, you don't need protectionWell now here come the moonlight down on your bedAngel of mercy let your heart rule your headI don't want your money, I want you insteadDon't need rejection yeah

Angel of mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonightAnd if I give up my sword, won't you give me the rightAngel of mercy, give me heaven tonight

Well, if you cross your heartAnd spit and swear upon the grave of your motherYou gotta get into it, You gotta tell me that I'm more than a lover

Yeah angel of mercy, angel delightA-give me my reward in heaven tonightAnd if I give up my sword, won't you give me the rightAngel of mercy, give me heaven tonight



PORTOBELLO BELLE

Bella donna's on the high streetHer breasts upon the off beatAnd the stalls are just the side showsVictoriana's old clothesAnd yes her jeans are tight nowShe gotta travel light nowShe's gotta tear up all her roots now

She got a turn up for the boots nowYeah she thinks she's toughShe ain't no english roseBut the blind singerHe's seen enough and he knowsYes and he do a songAbout a long gone Irish girlAh but I got one for you Portobello Belle

She sees a man upon his back thereEscaping from a sack thereAnd bella donna lingersHer gloves they got no fingersYeah, the blind man singing irishHe get his money in a tin dishJust a corner serenaderUpon a time he could have made her, made herYeah, she thinks she's toughShe ain't no english roseAh, but the blind singerHe's seen enough and he knowsYes and do a songAbout a long gone Irish girlAh but I got one for you Portobello Belle

Yes and the barrow boys are hawkingAnd a parakeet is squawkingUpon a truck there is a rhino

She get the crying of a winoAnd then she hear the reggae rumbleBella donna's in the jungleBut she is no garden flowerThere is no distress in the towerOh, bella donna walksBella donna taking a strollBut she don't care about your window boxOr your button holeYes and she sing a song about a long gone Irish girlAh but I got one for you Portobello Belle

SINGLE-HANDED SAILOR

Two in the morning dry-dock townThe river rolls in the nightLittle gypsy moth she's all tied downShe quiver in the wind and the light

Yeah and a sailing ship is just held down in chainsFrom the lazy days of sailShe's just a lying there in silent painHe lean on the tourist rail

A mother and her baby and the college of warIn the concrete gravesYou never wanna fight against the river lawNobody rules the wavesYeah and on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailingAround the Cutty SarkThe single handed sailor goes sailingSailing away in the dark

He's upon the bridge on the self same nightThe mariner of dry dock landTwo in the morning but there's one green lightAnd a man on a barge of sand

She's gonna slip away below himAway from the things he's doneBut he just shouts "hey man what you call this thing"He could have said "Pride of London"On a night when the lazy wind is a-wailingAround the Cutty SarkYeah the single handed sailor goes sailingSailing away in the dark

FOLLOW ME HOME

Oh well the sun go downCelebration in the town tonightAll day longThey been slaughtering upon the stoneShare out the meatYeah, you really like to eatCome on woman, come follow me home

Well, the priest he criesVirgin ascending to the skies tonightAll day longI have passed my time aloneAnd when the curch bell rungI stayed out on the towerIn a dying sunNow come on woman, come follow me home

Well I don't need no priestBut I love all of the peopleYes I share the feastSo I drink up my wineYes and the song in my bonesI know the wayI can see by the moonlightClear as the dayNow come on woman, come follow me home


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TUNNEL OF LOVE

Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i chooseSing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattooAnd I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slamAnd I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am

In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the lightShe had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the nightI put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it rollI had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and soul

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up aboveAnd I'm just high on the world


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Come on and take a low ride with me girlOn the tunnel of love

It's just the danger when you're riding at your own riskShe said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like thisIt's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and sayHey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up aboveAnd I'm just high on the worldCome on and take a low ride with me girlOn the tunnel of love

Well it's been money for muscle another whirlgigMoney for muscle another girl I digAnother hustle just to make it bigAnd rockaway rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always didLike the spanish city to me when we were kidsOh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always didLike the spanish city to me when we were kids

She took off a silver locket she said remember me by thisShe put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kissAnd in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk awayI could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me stay


And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcadesSearching everywhere from steeplechase to palisadesIn any shooting gallery where promises are madeTo rockaway rockaway from Cullercoasts and Whitley bay out to rockaway


ROMEO AND JULIET

A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss serenadeLaying everybody low with a lovesong that he madeFinds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shadeSays something like you and me babe how about it?

Juliet says hey it's Romeo you nearly gimme me a heart attackHe's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's backYou shouldn't come around here singing up at people like thatAnyway what you gonna do about it?

Juliet the dice were loaded from the startAnd I bet and you exploded in my heartAnd I forget I forget the movie songWhen you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet?

Come up on different streets they booth were streets of shameBoth dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the sameAnd I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is realHow can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?

When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of goldYou can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they holdYou promised me everything you promised me thick and thinNow you just say oh Romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him

Juliet when we made love you used to cryYou said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I dieThere's a place for us you know the movie songWhen you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet?

I can't do the talk like they talk on tvAnd I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to beI can't do everything but I'd do anything for youI can't do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to beAll I do is keep the beat and bad companyAll I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhymeJulie I'd do the stars with you any time



SKATEAWAY

I seen a girl on a one way corridorStealing down a wrong way streetFor all the world like an urban toreadorShe had wheels on on her feetWell the cars do the usual dancesSame old cruise and the kerbside carwlBut the rollergirl she's taking chancesThey just love to see her take them all

No fears alone at night she's sailing through the crowdIn her ears the phones are tight and the music's playing loud

Hellelujah here she comes queen rollerballEnchante what can I say don't care at all

You know she used to have wait aroundShe used to be the lonely oneBut now that she can skate around townShe's the only one

No fears alone at night she's sailing through the crowdIn her ears the phones are tight and the music's playing loud

She gets rock n roll a rock n roll stationAnd a rock n roll dreamShe's making movies on locationShe don't know what it meansBut the music make her wanna be the storyAnd the story was whatever was the song what it wasRollergirl don't worryD.j. play the movies all night long

She tortures taxi drivers just for funShe like to read their lipsSays toro toro taxi see ya tomorrow my sonI swear she let a big truck graze her hipShe got her own world in the cityYou can't intrude on herShe got her own world in the cityCos the city's been so rude to her

Come slippin and a slidinLife's a rollerballSlippin and a slidinSkateaway that's allShala shalay hey hey skateawayShe's singing shala shaly hey heySkateaway

EXPRESSO LOVE

She gets the sun in the daytimePerfume in the duskAnd she comes out in the night timeWith the honeysuckle muskBecause she smells just like a roseAnd she tastes just like a peachShe got me walking where the wildlife goesI'd do anything to reach her

And she was made in heavenHeaven's in the worldIs this just expresso loveYou know I'm crazy for the girlShe call me just to talkShe's my lover she's a friend of mineShe says hey mister you wanna take a walkIn the wild west end sometimeAnd I get trouble with my breathingShe says boys don't know anythingBut I know what I wantI want everything

Well I feel so good cos I feel so goodAnd I feel so good cos it feels so rightI was made to go with my girlLike a saxophone was made to go with the night

And she can raise one eyebrowPut her hand on my hipAnd I close one eye nowSeat on her hipAnd I surrender to the feverI surrender to the will of the nightShe love me so tender I got to believe herLove? Expresso love's alright

I don't want no sugar in itThank you very muchAll wired up on it all fired up on itExpresso touchHey maestro expressoIt's just another one just like the other oneHey maestro expressoIs this another one just like the other one

HAND IN HAND

The sky is crying the streets are full of tearsRain come down wash away my fearsAnd all this writing on the wallOh I can read between the linesRain come down forgive this dirty townRain come down and give this dirty townA drink of water a drink of wine

If I been hard on you I never chose to beI never wanted no one elseI tried my best to be somebody you'd be close toHand in hand like lovers are supposed to

As you'd sleep I'd think my heart would break in twoI'd kiss your cheek I'd stop myself from waking youBut in the dark you'd speak my nameYou'd say baby what's wrong?Oh here I am baby I'm coming back for moreI'm like a wave that's got to roll into the shoreYes and if my love's in vain how come my love is so strong

Now you and me go parallel together and apartAnd you keep your perfect distance and it's tearing at my heartDid you never feel the distanceYou never feel the distanceYou never tried to cross no lineNow it's another dirty river and another dirty scarAnd I know who's kissing you and I don't know where you areSo far from home don't you think of me sometime

Sky is crying see the streets are full of tearsRain coming down to wash away my fears

And all this writing on the wallOh I can read between the lines

SOLID ROCK

Well take a look at thatI made a castle in the sandSaying this is where it's at you knowCouldn't understand nowIf I realised that the chances were slimHow come I'm so suprised when the tide rolled in

I wanna live on solid rockI'm gonna live on solid rockI wanna give don't wanna be blockedI'm gonna live on solid rock

Well I'm sick of potentialI'm sick of vanity nowI'm sticking to essential reality nowI don't know what's worseTry to make a silk purseLiving an illusion living in confusion

Well a house of cardsWas never built for shockYou could blow it down in any kind of weatherNow two solid rocks two solid blocksYou know they're gonna stickYeah they're gonna stick together

Because the heart that you breakThat's the one that you rely onThe bed that you makeThat's the one you gotta lie onWhen you point your fingers cos your plan fell throughYou got three more fingers pointing back at you

I wanna live on solid rockI'm gonna live on solid rockI wanna give don't wanna be blockedI'm gonna live on solid rock

LES BOYS

Les boys do cabaretLes boys are glad to be gayThey're not afraid nowDisco bar in GermanyLes boys are glad to beUpon parade now

Les boys got leather strapsLes boys got SS capsBut they got no gun nowGet dressed up get a little risque

Got to do a little s & m these daysIt's all in fun now

Les boys come on againFor the high class whoresAnd the businessmenWho drive in their Mercedes BenzTo a disco bar in old Munchen

They get the jokes that the d.j. makesThey get nervous and they make mistakesThey're bad for businessSome tourist take a photographLes boys don't get one laughHe says they're useless

Late at night when they've gone awayLes boys dream of Jean GenetHigh heels shoes and a black beretAnd the posters on the wall that sayLes boys do cabaretLes boys are glad to be gay


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TELEGRAPH ROAD

A long time ago came a man on a trackWalking thirty miles with a sack on his backAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the bestHe made a home in the wildernessHe built a cabin and a winter storeAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shoreAnd the other travellers came riding down the trackAnd they never went further and they never went backThen came the churches then came the schoolsThen came the lawyers and the came the rulesThe came the trains and the trucks with their loadsAnd the dirty old track was the telegraph road


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Then came the mines - then came the oreThen there was the hard times then there was a warTelegraph sang a song about the world outsideTelegraph road got so deep and so wideLike a rolling river...

And my radio says tonight it's gonna freezePeople driving home from the factoriesThere's six lane of trafficThree lanes moving slow...

I used to like to go to work but they shut it downI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be foundYes and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owedWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowedAnd the birds up on the wires and the telepraph polesThey can always fly away from this rain and this coldYou can hear them singing out their telegraph codeAll the way down the telegraph road

You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nightsWhen life was just a bet on a race between the lightsYou had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hairNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care...But believe in me baby and I'll take you awayFrom out of this darkness and into the dayFrom these rivers of headlights these rivers of rainFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names'cos I've run every red light on memory laneI've seen desperation explode into flamesAnd I don't wanna see it again...

From all of these signs saying soory but we're closedAll the way down the telegraph road

PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS

It's a mystery to me - the game commencesFor the usual fee - plus expencesConfidential information - it's in a diaryThis is my investigation - it's not a public inquiry

I go checking out the reports - digging up the dirtYou get to meet all sorts in this line of workTreachery an reason - there's always an excuse for itAnd when I find the reason I still get used to it

And what have you got at the end of the day?What have you got to take away?A bottle of whisky and a new set of liesBlinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes

Scarred for life - no compensationprivate investigation

INDUSTRIAL DISEASE

Warning lights are flashing down the Quality ControlSomebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the holeThere's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the townSomebody blew the whistle and the walls came downThere's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smellThere's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnelSomewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze'goodness me could it be Industrial Disease?'

The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his postThey're refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the mostThe watchdog's got rabies the foreman's got the fleasAnd everyone's concerned about Industrial DiseaseThere's panic on the switchboard tongues are ties in knotsSome come out in sympathy some come out in spotsSome blame the management some blame the employeesAnd everybody knows it's the Industrial Disease

The work force is disgusted dows tools and walksInnocence is injured experience just talksEveryone seeks damages and everyone agreesthat these are 'classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze'On ITV and BBC they talk about the cursePhilosophy is useless theology is worseHistory boils over there's an economics freezeSociologists invent words that mean 'Industrial Disease'

Doctor Parkinson declared 'I'm not suprised to see you hereYou've got smokers cough from smoking Brewer's droop from drinking beerI don't know how you came to get the Bette Davis kneesBut worst of all young man you've got Industrial Disease'He wrote me a prescription he said 'you are depressedBut I'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chestCome back and see me later - next patient pleaseSend in another victim of Industrial Disease

I go down to Speaker's Corner I'm thunderstruckThey got free speech, tourists, police and trucksTwo men say they're Jesus one of them must be wrongThere's a protest singer singing a protest song - he says'they wanna have a war so they can keep us on our kneesThey wanna have a war so they can keep their factoriesThey wanna have a war to stop us buying JapaneseThey wanna have a war to stop Industrial DiseaseThey're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blindThey wanna sap you energy incarcerate your mindThey give you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page threeTwo weeks in Espana and Sunday striptease'Meanwhile the first Jesus says 'I'd cure it soonApolish monday mornings and friday afternoons'The other's out on hunger strike he's dying be degreesHow come Jesus gets Industrial Disease

LOVE OVER GOLD

You walk out on the high wireYou're a dancer on thin ice

You pay no heed to the dangerAnd less to adviceYour footsteps are forbiddenBut with knowledge of your sinYou throw your love to all the strangersAnd caution to the wind

And you go dancing through doorwaysJust to see what you will findLeaving nothing to interfereWith the crazy balance of your mindAnd when you finally reappearAt the place where you came inYou've thrown your love to all the strangersAnd caution to the wind

It takes lover over goldAnd mind over matterTo do what you do that you mustWhen the things that you holdCan fall and be shatteredOr run through your fingers like dust

IT NEVER RAINS

I hear the Seven Deadly SinsAnd the Terrible Twins came to call on youThe bigger they are babeThe harder they fall on youAnd you you're always the same you persevereOn the same old pleasure groundOh and it never rains around hereIt just comes pouring down

You had no more volunteersSo you got profiteers for to help you outWith friends like that babeGood friends you had to do withoutAnd now they've taken the chains and the gearsFrom off your merry-go-roundOh and it never rains around hereIt just pouring down

And your new RomeoWas just a gigolo when he let you downSee the faster they are babeThe faster they get out of townLeaving make up stains and the tearsOf a clownYes and it never rains around hereIt just comes pouring down

Oh you were just a roller coaster memoryI don't know why I was even passing throughI saw you making a date with DestinyWhen he came around here asking after youIn the shadow of the Wheel Of Fortune

You're busy trying to clear your nameYou say 'I may be guilty yeah that may be trueBut I'd be lying if I said I was to blameSee we could have been major contendersWe never got no money no breaks'You've got a list of all the major offendersYou got a list of all their major mistakesAnd he's just standing in the shadowsYes and you smile that come-on smileOh I can still hear you say as clear as the day'I'd like to make it worth your while'

Ah but it's a sad reminderWhen your organ grinder has to come to you for rentAnd all you've got to give himIs the use of your side-show tentYes and that's all that remains of the yearsSpent doing the roundsAnd it never rains around hereWell it just comes pouring down

Now you know what they say about beggarsYou can't complain about the rules'You know what they say about beggarsYou know who's the first to blame his toolsYou never gave a damn about who you pick upAnd leave laying bleeding on the groundYou screw people over on the way upBecause you thought that you were never coming downAnd he takes you out in Vaudeville ValleyWith his hand up smothering your screamsAnd he screws you down in Tin Pan AlleyIn the city of a billion dreams


Part one:

1. Once upon a time in the west 13:012. Expresso love 5:343. Romeo and Juliet 8:184. Love over gold 3:295. Private investigations 7:326. Sultans of swing

Part two:

1. Two young lovers 4:502. Tunnel of love 14:233. Telegraph road 13:434. Solid rock 6:025. Going home - theme from 'Local hero' 6:04--> Go to next, previous or home <--

ONCE UPON A TIME IN THE WESTSome people get a cheap laugh breaking up the speed limitScaring the pedestrians for a minuteCrossing up progress driving on the grassLeaving just enough room to passSunday driver never took a testOh yeah, once upon a time in the west


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Yes it's no use saying that you don't know nothingIt's still gonna get you if you don't do somethingSitting on a fence that's a dangerous courseOh, you could even catch a bullet from the peace-keeping forceEven the hero gets a bullet in the chestOh yeah, once upon a time in the westMother Mary your children are slaughteredSome of you mothers ought to lock up yout daughterWho's protecting the innocentiHeap big trouble in the land of plentyTell me how we're gonna do what's bestYou guess once upon a time in the westOh yeah once upon a time in the westOh yeah once upon a time in the westOh yeah once upon a time in the westOnce upon a time in the west

EXPRESSO LOVEShe gets the sun in the daytimePerfume in the duskAnd she comes out in the night timeWith the honeysuckle muskBecause she smells just like a roseAnd she tastes just like a peachShe got me walking where the wildlife goesI'd do anything to reach herAnd she was made in heavenHeaven's in the worldIs this just expresso loveYou know I'm crazy for the girlShe call me just to talkShe's my lover she's a friend of mineShe says hey mister you wanna take a walkIn the wild west end sometimeAnd I get trouble with my breathingShe says boys don't know anythingBut I know what I wantI want everythingWell I feel so good cos I feel so goodAnd I feel so good cos it feels so rightI was made to go with my girlLike a saxophone was made to go with the nightAnd she can raise one eyebrowPut her hand on my hipAnd I close one eye nowSeat on her hipAnd I surrender to the feverI surrender to the will of the nightShe love me so tender I got to believe herLove? Expresso love's alrightI don't want no sugar in itThank you very muchAll wired up on it all fired up on itExpresso touchHey maestro expressoIt's just another one just like the other oneHey maestro expressoIs this another one just like the other one

ROMEO AND JULIET

A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss serenadeLaying everybody low with a lovesong that he madeFinds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shadeSays something like you and me babe how about it?Juliet says hey it's Romeo you nearly gimme me a heart attackHe's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's backYou shouldn't come around here singing up at people like thatAnyway what you gonna do about it?Juliet the dice were loaded from the startAnd I bet and you exploded in my heartAnd I forget I forget the movie songWhen you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet?Come up on different streets they booth were streets of shameBoth dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the sameAnd I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is realHow can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of goldYou can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they holdYou promised me everything you promised me thick and thinNow you just say oh Romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with himJuliet when we made love you used to cryYou said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I dieThere's a place for us you know the movie songWhen you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet?I can't do the talk like they talk on tvAnd I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to beI can't do everything but I'd do anything for youI can't do anything except be in love with youAnd all I do is miss you and the way we used to beAll I do is keep the beat and bad companyAll I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhymeJulie I'd do the stars with you any timeJuliet when we made love you used to cryYou said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I dieThere's a place for us you know the movie songWhen you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet?A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsuss serenadeLaying everybody low with a lovesong that he madeFinds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shadeSays something like you and me babe how about it?

LOVE OVER GOLDYou walk out on the high wireYou're a dancer on thin iceYou pay no heed to the dangerAnd less to adviceYour footsteps are forbiddenBut with knowledge of your sinYou throw your love to all the strangersAnd caution to the windAnd you go dancing through doorwaysJust to see what you will findLeaving nothing to interfereWith the crazy balance of your mindAnd when you finally reappearAt the place where you came inYou've thrown your love to all the strangersAnd caution to the windIt takes lover over goldAnd mind over matter

To do what you do that you mustWhen the things that you holdCan fall and be shatteredOr run through your fingers like dust

PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONSIt's a mystery to me - the game commencesFor the usual fee - plus expencesConfidential information - it's in a diaryThis is my investigation - it's not a public inquiryI go checking out the reports - digging up the dirtYou get to meet all sorts in this line of workTreachery an reason - there's always an excuse for itAnd when I find the reason I still get used to itAnd what have you got at the end of the day?What have you got to take away?A bottle of whisky and a new set of liesBlinds on the window and a pain behind the eyesScarred for life - no compensationprivate investigation

SULTANS OF SWINGYou get a shiver in the darkIt's raining in the park but meantimeSouth of the river you stop and you hold everythingA band is blowing Dixie double four timeYou feel alright when you hear that music ringYou step inside but you don't see too many facesComing in out of the rain to hear the jazz go downToo much competition too many other placesBut not too many horns can make that soundWay on downsouth way on downsouth London townYou check out Guitar George he knows all the chordsMind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or singAnd an old guitar is all he can affordWhen he gets up under the lights to play his thingAnd Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the sceneHe's got a daytime job he's doing alrightHe can play honky tonk just like anythingSaving it up for Friday nightWith the Sultans with the Sultans of SwingAnd a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the cornerDrunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform solesThe don't give a damn about any trumpet playing bandIt ain't what they call rock and rollAnd the Sultans played CreoleAnd then the man he steps right up to the microphoneAnd says at last just as the time bell rings'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'and he makes it fast whith one more thing'We are the Sultans of Swing'

TUNNEL OF LOVEGetting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i chooseSing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattooAnd I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slamAnd I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I amIn a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the lightShe had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night

I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it rollI had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and soulAnd the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up aboveAnd I'm just high on the worldCome on and take a low ride with me girlOn the tunnel of loveIt's just the danger when you're riding at your own riskShe said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like thisIt's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and sayHey mister give me two give me two cos any two can playAnd the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up aboveAnd I'm just high on the worldCome on and take a low ride with me girlOn the tunnel of loveWell it's been money for muscle another whirlgigMoney for muscle another girl I digAnother hustle just to make it bigAnd rockaway rockawayAnd girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always didLike the spanish city to me when we were kidsOh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always didLike the spanish city to me when we were kidsShe took off a silver locket she said remember me by thisShe put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kissAnd in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk awayI could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me stayAnd the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up aboveAnd I'm just high on the worldCome on and take a low ride with me girlOn the tunnel of loveAnd now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcadesSearching everywhere from steeplechase to palisadesIn any shooting gallery where promises are madeTo rockaway rockaway from Cullercoasts and Whitley bay out to rockawayAnd girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always didLike the spanish city to me when we were kidsOh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always didLike the spanish city to me when we were kids

TELEGRAPH ROADA long time ago came a man on a trackWalking thirty miles with a sack on his backAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the bestHe made a home in the wildernessHe built a cabin and a winter storeAnd he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shoreAnd the other travellers came riding down the trackAnd they never went further and they never went backThen came the churches then came the schoolsThen came the lawyers and the came the rulesThe came the trains and the trucks with their loadsAnd the dirty old track was the telegraph roadThen came the mines - then came the oreThen there was the hard times then there was a warTelegraph sang a song about the world outsideTelegraph road got so deep and so wideLike a rolling river...And my radio says tonight it's gonna freezePeople driving home from the factories

There's six lane of trafficThree lanes moving slow...I used to like to go to work but they shut it downI've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be foundYes and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owedWe're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowedAnd the birds up on the wires and the telepraph polesThey can always fly away from this rain and this coldYou can hear them singing out their telegraph codeAll the way down the telegraph roadYou know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nightsWhen life was just a bet on a race between the lightsYou had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hairNow you act a little colder like you don't seem to care...But believe in me baby and I'll take you awayFrom out of this darkness and into the dayFrom these rivers of headlights these rivers of rainFrom the anger that lives on the streets with these names'cos I've run every red light on memory laneI've seen desperation explode into flamesAnd I don't wanna see it again...From all of these signs saying soory but we're closedAll the way down the telegraph road

SOLID ROCKWell take a look at thatI made a castle in the sandSaying this is where it's at you knowCouldn't understand nowIf I realised that the chances were slimHow come I'm so suprised when the tide rolled inI wanna live on solid rockI'm gonna live on solid rockI wanna give don't wanna be blockedI'm gonna live on solid rockWell I'm sick of potentialI'm sick of vanity nowI'm sticking to essential reality nowI don't know what's worseTry to make a silk purseLiving an illusion living in confusionWell a house of cardsWas never built for shockYou could blow it down in any kind of weatherNow two solid rocks two solid blocksYou know they're gonna stickYeah they're gonna stick togetherBecause the heart that you breakThat's the one that you rely onThe bed that you makeThat's the one you gotta lie onWhen you point your fingers cos your plan fell throughYou got three more fingers pointing back at youI wanna live on solid rockI'm gonna live on solid rockI wanna give don't wanna be blockedI'm gonna live on solid rock


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SO FAR AWAY

Here I am again in this mean old townAnd you're so far away from meAnd where are you when the sun goes downYou're so far away from me

So far away from meSo far I just can't seeSo far away from meYou're so far away from me


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I'm tired of being in love and being all aloneWhen you're so far away from meI'm tired of making out on the telephoneAnd you're so far away from me


I get so tired when I have to explainWhen you're so far away from meSee you been in the sun and I've been in the rainAnd you're so far away from me


MONEY FOR NOTHING

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do itYou play the guitar on the MTVThat ain't workin' that's the way you do itMoney for nothin' and chicks for freeNow that ain't workin' that's the way you do itLemme tell ya them guys ain't dumbMaybe get a blister on your little fingerMaybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovensCustom kitchen deliveriesWe gotta move these refrigeratorsWe gotta move these colour TV's

See the little faggot with the earring and the makeupYeah buddy that's his own hairThat little faggot got his own jet airplaneThat little faggot he's a millionaire

We gotta install microwave ovensCustom kitchens deliveriesWe gotta move these refrigeratorsWe gotta move these colour TV's

I shoulda learned to play the guitarI shoulda learned to play them drumsLook at that mama, she got it stickin' in the cameraMan we could have some funAnd he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzeeThat ain't workin' that's the way you do itGet your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

We gotta install microwave ovensCustom kitchen deliveries

We gotta move these refrigeratorsWe gotta move these colour TV's, Lord

Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do itYou play the guitar on the MTVThat ain't workin' that's the way you do itMoney for nothin' and your chicks for freeMoney for nothin' and chicks for free

WALK OF LIFE

Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldiesBe-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I SayHere comes Johnny singing I Gotta WomanDown in the tunnels, trying to make it payHe got the action, he got the motionYeah, the boy can playDedication devotionTurning all the night time into the day

He do the song about the sweet lovin' womanHe do the song about the knifeHe do the walk, he do the walk of life

Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the storyHand me down my walkin' shoesHere come Johnny with the power and the gloryBackbeat the talkin' bluesHe got the action, he got the motionYeah, the boy can playDedication devotionTurning all the night time into the day


Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldiesBe-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I SayHere comes Johnny singing I Gotta WomanDown in the tunnels, trying to make it payHe got the action, he got the motionYeah the boy can playDecidation devotionTurning all the night time into the day

And after all the violence and double talkThere's just a song in the trouble and the strifeYou do the walk, you do the walk of life

YOUR LATEST TRICK

All the late night bargains have been struckBetween the satin beaus and their bellesAnd prehistoric garbage trucksHave the city to themselves

Echoes roars dinosaursThey're all doing the monster mashAnd most of the taxis and the whoresAre only taking calls for cash

I don't know how it happenedIt all took place so quickBut all I can do is hand it to youAnd your latest trick

My door was standing openSecurity was laid back and laxBut it was only my heart got brokenYou must have had a pass key made out of waxYou played robbery with insolenceAnd I played the blues in twelve bars down Lover's LaneAnd you never did have the intelligence to useThe twelve keys hanging off my chain


Now it's past last call for alcoholPast recall has been here and goneThe landlord finally paid us allThe satin jazzmen have put away their hornsAnd we're standing outside of this wonderlandLooking so bereaved and so bereftLike a Bowery bum when he finally understandsThe bottle's empty and there's nothing left

I don't know how it happenedIt was faster than the eye could flickBut now all I can do is hand it to youAnd your latest trick

WHY WORRY

Baby I see this world has made you sadSome people can be badThe things they do, the things they sayBut baby I'll wipe away those bitter tearsI'll chase away those restless fearsThat turn your blue skies into grey

Why worry, there should be laughter after the painThere should be sunshine after rainThese things have always been the sameSo why worry now

Baby when I get down I turn to youAnd you make sense of what I doI know it isn't hard to sayBut baby just when this world seems mean and cold

Our love comes shining red and goldAnd all the rest is by the way

Why worry, there should be laughter after painThere should be sunshine after rainThese things have always been the sameSo why worry now

RIDE ACROSS THE RIVER

I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of manWe are the chosen, we're the partisanThe cause it is noble and the cause it is justWe are ready to pay with our lives if we must

Gonna ride across the river deep and wideRide across the river to the other side

I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog of warAnd we don't give a damn who the killing is forIt's the same old story with a different nameDeath or glory, it's the killing game


Nothing gonna stop them as the day follows the nightRight becomes wrong, the left becomes the rightAnd they sing as they march with their flags unfurledToday in the mountains, tomorrow the world


THE MAN'S TOO STRONG

I'm just an ageing drummer boyAnd in the wars I used to playAnd I've called the tuneTo many a torture sessionNow they say I am a war criminalAnd I'm fading awayFather please her my confession

I have legalised robberyCalled it a beliefI have run with the moneyAnd hid like a theifI have re-written historyWith my armies and my crooksInvented memoriesI did burn all the booksAnd I can still hear his laughterAnd I can still hear his song

The man's too bigThe man's too strong

Well I have tried to be meekAnd I have tried to be mildBut I spat like a womanAnd sulked like a childI have lived behind wallsThat have made me aloneStriven for peaceWhich I have never knownAnd I can still hear his laughterAnd I can still hear his songThe man's too bigThe man's too strong

Well the sun rose on the courtyardAnd they all did hear him say'You always were a JudasBut I got you anywayYou may have got your silverBut I swear upon my lifeYour sister gave me diamondsAnd I gave them to your wife'Oh father please help meFor I have done wrongThe man's too bigThe man's too strong

ONE WORLD

Can't find no sleeves for my recordsCan't get no laces for my shoesCan't get no fancy notesOn my blue guitarCan't get no antidote for blues

Can't find the reasons for your actionsOr I don't much like the reasoning you useSomehow your motives are impureOr somehow I can't find the cureCan't find no antidote for blues

They say it's mostly vanityThat writes the plays we actThey tell me that's what everybody knowsThere's no such thing as sanityAnd that's the sanest factThat's the way the story goes

Can't get no remedy on my TVThere's nothing but the same old newsThey can't find a way to beOne world in harmonyCan't get no antidote for blues

BROTHERS IN ARMS

These mist covered mountainsAre a home now for meBut my home is the lowlandsAnd always will beSome day you'll return toYour valleys and your farmsAnd you'll no longer burnTo be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destructionBaptism of fireI've watched all your sufferingAs the battles raged higherAnd though they did hurt me so badIn the fear and alarmYou did not desert meMy brothers in arms

There's so many different worldsSo many different sunsAnd we have just one worldBut we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hellAnd the moon's riding highLet me bid you farewellEvery man has to dieBut it's written in the starlightAnd every line on your palmWe're fools to make warOn our brothers in arms


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CALLING ELVIS

Calling elvis - is anybody homeCalling elvis - I'm here all aloneDid he leave the buildingOr can he come to the phoneCalling elvis - I'm here all alone

Well tell him I was calling just to wish him wellLet me leave my number - heartbreak hotel


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Oh love me tender - baby dob't be cruelReturn to sender - treat me like a fool


Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fanYou gotta tell him - he's still the manLong distance baby - so far from homeDon't you think maybe you could put him on

Well tell him I was calling just to wish him wellLet me leave my number - heartbreak hotelOh love me tender - baby dob't be cruelReturn to sender - treat me like a fool


WALK OF LIFE

Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldiesBe-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I SayHere comes Johnny singing I Gotta WomanDown in the tunnels, trying to make it payHe got the action, he got the motionYeah, the boy can playDedication devotionTurning all the night time into the day


Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the storyHand me down my walkin' shoesHere come Johnny with the power and the gloryBackbeat the talkin' bluesHe got the action, he got the motionYeah, the boy can playDedication devotionTurning all the night time into the day


Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldiesBe-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I SayHere comes Johnny singing I Gotta WomanDown in the tunnels, trying to make it pay

He got the action, he got the motionYeah the boy can playDecidation devotionTurning all the night time into the day

And after all the violence and double talkThere's just a song in the trouble and the strifeYou do the walk, you do the walk of life

HEAVY FUEL

Last time I was sober, man I felt badWorst hangover that I ever hadIt took six hamburgers and scotch all nightNicotine for breakfast just to put me right'cos if you wanna run coolIf you wanna run coolIf you wanna run cool, you got to runOn heavy, heavy fuel

My life makes perfect senseLust and food and violenceSex and money are my major kicksGet me in a fight I like dirty tricks'cos if you wanna run coolYes if you wanna run cool, you got to runOn heavy, heavy fuel

My chick loves a man who's strongThe things she'll do to turn me onI love the babes, don't get me wrongHey, that's why I wrote this song

I don't care if my liver is hanging by a threadDon't care if my doctor says I ought to be deadWhen my ugly big car won't climb this hillI'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill'cos if you wanna run coolIf you wanna run coolYes if you wanna run cool, you got to runOn heavy, heavy fuel

ROMEO AND JULIET


Juliet says hey it's Romeo you nearly gimme me a heart attackHe's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's backYou shouldn't come around here singing up at people like thatAnyway what you gonna do about it?

Juliet the dice were loaded from the startAnd I bet and you exploded in my heart

And I forget I forget the movie songWhen you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet?

Come up on different streets they booth were streets of shameBoth dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the sameAnd I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is realHow can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?

When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of goldYou can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they holdYou promised me everything you promised me thick and thinNow you just say oh Romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him


I can't do the talk like they talk on tvAnd I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to beI can't do everything but I'd do anything for youI can't do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to beAll I do is keep the beat and bad companyAll I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhymeJulie I'd do the stars with you any time



PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS

It's a mystery to me - the game commencesFor the usual fee - plus expencesConfidential information - it's in a diaryThis is my investigation - it's not a public inquiry

I go checking out the reports - digging up the dirtYou get to meet all sorts in this line of workTreachery an reason - there's always an excuse for itAnd when I find the reason I still get used to it

And what have you got at the end of the day?What have you got to take away?A bottle of whisky and a new set of liesBlinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes

Scarred for life - no compensationprivate investigation

YOUR LATEST TRICK

All the late night bargains have been struckBetween the satin beaus and their bellesAnd prehistoric garbage trucksHave the city to themselvesEchoes roars dinosaursThey're all doing the monster mashAnd most of the taxis and the whoresAre only taking calls for cash


My door was standing openSecurity was laid back and laxBut it was only my heart got brokenYou must have had a pass key made out of waxYou played robbery with insolenceAnd I played the blues in twelve bars down Lover's LaneAnd you never did have the intelligence to useThe twelve keys hanging off my chain


Now it's past last call for alcoholPast recall has been here and goneThe landlord finally paid us allThe satin jazzmen have put away their hornsAnd we're standing outside of this wonderlandLooking so bereaved and so bereftLike a Bowery bum when he finally understandsThe bottle's empty and there's nothing left

I don't know how it happenedIt was faster than the eye could flickBut now all I can do is hand it to youAnd your latest trick

ON EVERY STREET

There's gotta be a record of you some placeYou gotta be on somebody's booksThe lowdown - a picture of your faceYour injured looks

The sacred and profaneThe pleasure and the pain

Somewhere your fingerprints remain concreteAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A ladykiller - regulation tattooSilver spurs on his heelsSays - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to youShe threw herself under my wheelsOh it's a dangerous roadAnd a hazardous loadAnd the fireworks over liberty expode in the heatAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into spaceThe moon is hanging upside downI don't know why it is I'm still on the caseIt's a ravenous townAnd you still refuse to be tracedSeems to me such a wasteAnd every victory has a taste that's bittersweetAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

YOU AND YOUR FRIEND

Will you and your friend come aroundAre you and your friend gonna get on downWill you and your friend come aroundOr are you and your friend gonna let me down

If you talk to one anotherI'm a hungry manLet me know one way or the otherSo I can make my plans


I relive the situationStill see in in my mindYou got my imaginationWorking overtime

MONEY FOR NOTHING

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do itYou play the guitar on the MTVThat ain't workin' that's the way you do itMoney for nothin' and chicks for freeNow that ain't workin' that's the way you do itLemme tell ya them guys ain't dumbMaybe get a blister on your little fingerMaybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovensCustom kitchen deliveries

We gotta move these refrigeratorsWe gotta move these colour TV's

See the little faggot with the earring and the makeupYeah buddy that's his own hairThat little faggot got his own jet airplaneThat little faggot he's a millionaire

We gotta install microwave ovensCustom kitchens deliveriesWe gotta move these refrigeratorsWe gotta move these colour TV's

I shoulda learned to play the guitarI shoulda learned to play them drumsLook at that mama, she got it stickin' in the cameraMan we could have some funAnd he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzeeThat ain't workin' that's the way you do itGet your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

We gotta install microwave ovensCustom kitchen deliveriesWe gotta move these refrigeratorsWe gotta move these colour TV's, Lord

Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do itYou play the guitar on the MTVThat ain't workin' that's the way you do itMoney for nothin' and your chicks for freeMoney for nothin' and chicks for free

BROTHERS IN ARMS

These mist covered mountainsAre a home now for meBut my home is the lowlandsAnd always will beSome day you'll return toYour valleys and your farmsAnd you'll no longer burnTo be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destructionBaptism of fireI've watched all your sufferingAs the battles raged higherAnd though they did hurt me so badIn the fear and alarmYou did not desert meMy brothers in arms

There's so many different worldsSo many different sunsAnd we have just one worldBut we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hellAnd the moon's riding highLet me bid you farewellEvery man has to dieBut it's written in the starlightAnd every line on your palmWe're fools to make warOn our brothers in arms


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CALLING ELVIS



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Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fanYou gotta tell him - he's still the manLong distance baby - so far from homeDon't you think maybe you could put him on



ON EVERY STREET

There's gotta be a record of you some placeYou gotta be on somebody's booksThe lowdown - a picture of your faceYour injured looks

The sacred and profaneThe pleasure and the painSomewhere your fingerprints remain concreteAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A ladykiller - regulation tattooSilver spurs on his heelsSays - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to youShe threw herself under my wheelsOh it's a dangerous roadAnd a hazardous loadAnd the fireworks over liberty expode in the heatAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into spaceThe moon is hanging upside downI don't know why it is I'm still on the caseIt's a ravenous townAnd you still refuse to be tracedSeems to me such a wasteAnd every victory has a taste that's bittersweetAnd it's your face I'm looking for on every street

WHEN IT COMES TO YOU

If we can't get along we oughta be apartAnd I'm wondering where'd you get that cold, cold heartSet me free - sign my releaseI'm tired of being the villain of the peace

You been giving me a bad timeTell me what I'd doHow come I always get a hard timeHoney when it comes to youSayin' things that you didn't have toHow come I always get a hard timeHoney when it comes to you

You only get one life - this I knowI wanna get my licks in now before I goThe fire of love is dead and coldI gotta satisfy the hunger in my soul

And you been giving me a bad timeTell me what I'd doHow come I always get a hard timeHoney when it comes to youSayin' things that you didn't have toHow come I always get a hard timeHoney when it comes to you

FADE TO BLACK

I wonder where you are tonightYou're probably on the rampage somewhereYou have been known to take delightIn gettin' in somebody's hairAnd you always had the knackFade to black

I bet you already made a passI see a darkened room somewhereYou run your finger round the rim of his glassRun your fingers through his hairThey scratch across his backFade to black

Well maybe it's all for the bestBut I wish I'd never been lassooedMaybe it's some kind of testI wish I'd never been tattooedOr been to hell and backFade to black

THE BUG

Well it's a strange old game - you learn it slowOne step forward and it's back to go

You're standing on the throttleYou're standing on the breaksIn the groove 'til you make a mistake

Sometimes you're the windshieldSometimes you're the bugSometimes it all comes together babySometimes you're a fool in loveSometimes you're the louisville sluggerSometimes you're the ballSometimes it all comes together babySometimes you're going to lose it all

You gotta know happy - you gotta know gladBecause you're gonna know lonelyAnd you're gonna know badWhen you're rippin' and a ridin'And you're coming on strongYou start slippin' and slidin'And it all goes wrong because

Sometimes you're the windshieldSometimes you're the bugSometimes it all comes together babySometimes you're a fool in loveSometimes you're the louisville slugger babySometimes you're the ballSometimes it all comes together babySometimes you're going to lose it all

One day you got the gloryOne day you got noneOne day you're a diamondAnd then you're a stoneEverything can changeIn the blink of an eyeSo let the good times rollBefore we say goodbye, because

Sometimes you're the windshieldSometimes you're the bugSometimes it all comes together babySometimes you're a fool in loveSometimes you're the louisville slugger babySometimes you're the ballSometimes it all comes together babySometimes you're going to lose it all

YOU AND YOUR FRIEND


If you talk to one anotherI'm a hungry man

Let me know one way or the otherSo I can make my plans


I relive the situationStill see in in my mindYou got my imaginationWorking overtime

HEAVY FUEL

Last time I was sober, man I felt badWorst hangover that I ever hadIt took six hamburgers and scotch all nightNicotine for breakfast just to put me right'cos if you wanna run coolIf you wanna run coolIf you wanna run cool, you got to runOn heavy, heavy fuel

My life makes perfect senseLust and food and violenceSex and money are my major kicksGet me in a fight I like dirty tricks'cos if you wanna run coolYes if you wanna run cool, you got to runOn heavy, heavy fuel

My chick loves a man who's strongThe things she'll do to turn me onI love the babes, don't get me wrongHey, that's why I wrote this song

I don't care if my liver is hanging by a threadDon't care if my doctor says I ought to be deadWhen my ugly big car won't climb this hillI'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill'cos if you wanna run coolIf you wanna run coolYes if you wanna run cool, you got to runOn heavy, heavy fuel

IRON HAND

With all the clarity of dreamThe sky so blue, the grass so greenThe rank and file and the navy blueThe deep and strong, the straight and true

The blue line they got the given signThe belts and boots marched forward in time

The wood and the leather the club and shieldSwept like a wave across the battlefield

Now with all the clarity of dream

The blood so red, the grass so green The gleam of spur on the chestnut flankThe cavalry did burst upon the ranks

Oh the iron will and the iron handIn england's green and pleasant landNo music for the shameful sceneThat night they said it had even shocked the queen

Well alas we've seen it all beforeKnights in armour, days for yoreThe same old fears and the same old crimesWe haven't changed since ancient times

TICKET TO HEAVEN

I can see what you're looking to findIn the smile on my faceIn my peace of mindIn my state of graceI send what I canTo the man from the ministryHe's a part of heaven's planAnd he talks to me

Now I send what I can to the manWith the diamond ringHe's a part of heaven's planAnd he sure can sing

Now it's all I can affordBut the lord has sent me eternityIt's to save the little childrenIn a poor country

I got my ticket to heavenAnd everlasting lifeI got a ride all the way to paradiseI got my ticket to heavenAnd everlasting lifeAll the way to paradise

Now there's nothing left for luxuriesNothing left to pay my heating billBut the good lord will provideI know he willSo send what you canTo the man with the diamond ringThey're tuning in across the landTo hear him sing

I got my ticket to heavenAnd everlasting life

I got a ride all the way to paradiseI got my ticket to heavenAnd everlasting lifeAll the way to paradise

MY PARTIES

Well this is my back yard - my back gateI hate to start my parties lateHere's the party cart - ain't that great?That ain't the best part baby - just waitThat a genuine weathervane - it moves with the breezePortable hammok baby - who needs treesIt's casual entertaining - we aim to pleaseAt my parties

Check out the shingles - it's brand newExcuse me while I mingle - hi, how are youHey everybody - let me give you a toastThis one's for me - the host with the most

It's getting a trifle colder - step inside my homeThat's a brass toilet tissue holder with its own telephoneThat's a musical doorbell - it don't ring, I ain't kiddin'It plays america the beautiful and tie a yellow ribbon

Boy, this punch is a trip - it's o.k. in my bookHere, take a sip - maybe a little heavy on the fruitAh, here comes the dip - you may kiss the cookLet me show you honey - it's easy - lookYou take a fork and spike 'em - say, did you try these?So glad you like 'em - the secret's in the cheeseIt's casual entertaining - we aim to pleaseAt my parties

Now don't talk to me about the polar bearDon't talk to me about the ozone layerAin't much of anything these days, even the airThey're running out of rhinos - what do I care?Let's hear it for the dolphin - let's hear it for the treesAin't running out of nothing in my deep freezeIt's casual entertaining - we aim to pleaseAt my parties

THE PLANET OF NEW ORLEANS

Standin' in the cornerOf toulouse and dauphineWaitin' on marie-ondineI'm tryin' to place a tuneUnder a louisiana moonbeamOn the planet of New OrleansIn a bar they call the saturnAnd in her eyes of greenAnd somethin' that she said in a dreamInside of my suit I got my mojo root

And a true love figurineFor the planet of new orleans

New Orleans - the other planetWith other life upon itAnd everythin' that's shakin' in betweenIf you should ever land upon itYou better know what's on itThe planet of New Orleans

Now I'm tryin' to find my wayThrough the rain and the steamI'm lookin' straight ahead through the screenAnd then I heard her saySomethin' in the limousine'bout taking a ride across the planet of New Orleans

If she was an aceAnd I was just a jackAnd the cards were never seenWe could have been the king and the queenBut she took me back to her courtyardWhere magnolia perfume screamsBehind the gates and the graniteOf the planet of New Orleans

HOW LONG

How long, how long babyHow long has it beenHow long you gonna keep me wonderingHow long before you seeStallin' me was wrong - how long

How long, how long you gonna keepSlappin' my hands awayHow long you gonna keep my love at bayHow long before you're sureMy love is strong - how long

How long, how long you gonna keepTellin' me you like me fineHow long until I'm gonna make you mineHow long before you wake upAnd find a good man gone - how long

MILLIONAIRE BLUES

I woke up this morning, my jacuzzi wouldn't workThen the butler quit on me, man, can you believe it? Jerk!Must have been my artistic temperament he couldn't takeHow come nobody wants to give me a break?

I've got the blues right down, mean and lowI'm as low as the heels of my alligator shoes

You should know how it feels to have these millionaire bluesMillionaire blues

Well, I found one of my bathrooms and I made it to the sinkI called one of my managers up and I poured myself a drink.Oh, I swear I'd kill that little weasel if I couldI checked myself in the mirror - my hair was looking good, but

I had the blues right there, mean and mean and mean and lowAs low as the heels on my alligator shoesYou should know how it feels to have these millionaire bluesMillionaire bluesGet down!

Well, so much for breakfast, I couldn't face lunchI thought I'd raise my spirits with a little champagne brunch.I take the Lamborghini, the flunkie parks the carCan you believe it, man, this other monkey won't let me in the bar!

I said, I said, "Don't you know who I am, man?" and he says, "No."No! Can you believe it?I'm as low as the heels of these alligator shoesYou should know how it feels to have these millionaire bluesMillionaire blues, to have these millionaire blues,Millionaire blues

Bad, bad!That's bad! YeahSo hard,It's hard sometimes for a boyAh, I like thatThat's goodGet down!You're making a very big mistake, manOh yeahYou'll never work in this town again!All right

KINGDOM COME

I tell you what!

They don't mess with me, I'm a wild man, sonI got me my very own anti tank gunI got a jack rabbit with it, guess he was a mean oneYeah, I've always been a sportsman

Now, there wasn't much left when I got to himThem big old shells didn't just go through himJust lumps of fur and that was itGuess you could say he sure took a hit, alright

Yeah, you want to see my fire power, see my collectionCause that's my thing, man, perfectionNow I'm talking power in the barrel of a gunI'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come

Ba ba boomBa ba ba ba bombAnd I'll blow anything I wantTo Kingdom Come

Yeah, all you got to do is sqeeze on the triggerAnd a little bitty human get a whole lot biggerCause there's a time for talking and a time to shoot them downAnd this mama-jama don't pussy foot around, alright

Yeah, let them laugh, let them say we're strangeMe and my buddies on the rifle rangeBut you won't be laughing when it hits the fanYou're going to want to be a survivor, man

Yeah, you got to see my fire power, see my collectionCause that's my thing, man, perfectionNow, I'm talking power in the barrel of a gunI'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come

Ba ba boomBa ba ba ba bombAnd I'll blow anything I wantTo Kingdom Come

Ba ba ba ba boomI say we ought to drop the bombYes, and I'll blow anything I wantTo Kingdom Come.


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DOWN TO THE WATERLINE

Sweet surrender on the quaysideYou remember we used to run and rideIn the shadow of cargoe I take you one timeAnd we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline

Near misses on the dogleap stairwaysFrench kisses in the darkened doorwaysA foghorn blowing out wild and coldA policeman shines a light upon my shoulder


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Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the nightOver my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lightsNo money on our jackets and our jeans are tornYour hands are cold but your lips are warm

She can see him on the jetty where they used to goShe can feel him in the places where the sailors goWhen she's walking by the river and the railway lineShe can still hear him whisperLet's go down to the waterline

SIX BLADE KNIFE

Your six blade knife can do anything for youAnything you want it toOne blade for breaking my heartOne blade for tearing me apartYour six blade knife - do anything for you

You can take away my mind like you take away the top of a tinWhen you come up from behind and lay it down cold on my skinTook a stone from my soul when I was lameJust so you could make me tameYou take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin

I'd like to be free of it now - I don't want it no moreI'd like to be free of it now - you know I don't want it no more

Everybody got a knife it can be just what they want it to beA needle a wife or something that you just can't see

You know it keeps you strongYes and it'll do me wrongYour six blade knife - do anything for you

WATER OF LOVE

High and dry in the long hot dayLost and lonley every dayGot the flats all around me sky up aboveI need a little water of love

I've been too long lonely and my heart feels painCrying out for some soothing rainI believe I have taken enoughI need a little water of love

Water of love deep in the groundNo water here to be foundSome day baby when the river runs freeIt'll carry that water of love to me

There's a bird up in a tree sitting up highWaiting for me to die

If I don't get some water soonI'll be dead and gone in the afternoon

Once I had a woman I could call my ownOnce I had a woman now my woman is goneOnce there was a river now there's a stoneYou know it's evil when you're living alone

WILD WEST END

Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffe beansChecking out the movies and the magazinesWaitress she watches me crossing from the Borocco BarI'm getting a pickup for my steel guitarI saw you walking out Shaftesbury AvenueExcuse me talking I wanna marry youThis is seventh heaven street to meDon't be so proudYou're just another angel in the crowdAnd I'm walking in the wild west endWalking with your wild best friend

And my conductress on the number nineteenShe was a honeyPink toenails and hands all dirty with moneyGreasy hair easy smileMade me feel nineteen for a whileAnd I went down to ChinatownIn the backroom it's a man's worldAll the money go downDuck inside the doorway gotta duck to eatRight now feels alright nowYou and me we can't beat

And a gogo dancing girl yes I saw herThe deejay he say here's Mandy for yaI feel alright to see herBut she's paid to do that stuffShe's dancing high I move on byThe close ups can get roughWhen you're walking in the wild west end

SULTANS OF SWING

You get a shiver in the darkIt's raining in the park but meantimeSouth of the river you stop and you hold everythingA band is blowing Dixie double four timeYou feel alright when you hear that music ring

You step inside but you don't see too many facesComing in out of the rain to hear the jazz go downToo much competition too many other placesBut not too many horns can make that soundWay on downsouth way on downsouth London town

You check out Guitar George he knows all the chordsMind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or singAnd an old guitar is all he can affordWhen he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the sceneHe's got a daytime job he's doing alrightHe can play honky tonk just like anythingSaving it up for Friday nightWith the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the cornerDrunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform solesThe don't give a damn about any trumpet playing bandIt ain't what they call rock and rollAnd the Sultans played Creole

And then the man he steps right up to the microphoneAnd says at last just as the time bell rings'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'and he makes it fast whith one more thing'We are the Sultans of Swing'

LIONS

Red sun go down way over dirty townStarlings are sweeping around crazy shoalsA girl is there high heeling across the squareWind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the polesWaiting in the crowd to cross at the lightShe looks around to find a face she can like

Church bell clinging on trying to get a crowd to EvensongNobody cares to depend upon the chime it playsThey're all in the station praying for trainsCongregation late againIt's getting darker all the time these flagpole daysDrunk old soldier he gives her a frightHe's a crazy lion howling for a fight

Strap hanging gunshot soundDoors slamming on the overgroundStarlings are tough but the lions are made of stoneHer evening paper is horror tornBut there's hope later for CapricornsHer lucky stars give her just enough to get her homeThen she's reading about a swing to the rightBut she's thinking about a stranger in the nightI'm thinking about the lions tonightWhat happend to the lions

WHAT'S THE MATTER BABY?

There's a shadow hanging over the valleyTotal eclipse of the moon

Closing up the gates of the cityThe wind plays a wild storm

Don't you put the lock upon the windowDon't you put the bar on the doorDon't you cry for the rain in the skyYou seen the storm before

Well, what's the matter with you babyBaby, what's the matter nowTell me what's the matter you running in the shadowsEvery time you hear the wild man howl

C'mon, tell me what's the matter with you babeBaby, what's the matter nowWhat's the matter now you running in the shadowsEvery time you hear the wild man howl

Lightning gonna strike at midnightThunder gonna shake it aroundDon't you flinch don't give an inchJust a-let the flood come down



TUNNEL OF LOVE

Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i chooseSing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattooAnd I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slamAnd I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am

In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the lightShe had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the nightI put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it rollI had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and soul


It's just the danger when you're riding at your own riskShe said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like thisIt's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and sayHey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play


Well it's been money for muscle another whirlgigMoney for muscle another girl I digAnother hustle just to make it bigAnd rockaway rockaway


She took off a silver locket she said remember me by thisShe put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kissAnd in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk awayI could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me stay


And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcadesSearching everywhere from steeplechase to palisadesIn any shooting gallery where promises are madeTo rockaway rockaway from Cullercoasts and Whitley bay out to rockaway


1. Darling pretty (04:32)2. Imelda (05:27)3. Golden heart (05:01)4. No can do (04:54)5. Vic and Ray (04:36)6. Don't you get it (05:17)7. A night in summer long ago (04:43)8. Cannibals (03:41)9. I'm the fool (04:29)10. Je suis Désolé (05:14)11. Rüdiger (06:04)12. Nobody's got the gun (05:26)13. Done with Bonaparte (05:07)14. Are we in trouble now (05:55)

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DARLING PRETTY It's time to come away, my Darling PrettyIt's time to come away on the changing tideTime to come away, Darling PrettyAnd I need you darling by my side

Heal me with a smile, Darling PrettyHeal me with a smile and a heart of goldCarry me awhile, my Darling PrettyHeal my aching heart and soul

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Just like a castawayLost upon an endless seaI saw you far awayCome to rescue me

Cast away the chains, Darling PrettyCast away the chains away behindTake away my pain, my Darling PrettyAnd the chains that once were yours and mine

There will come a day, Darling PrettyThere will come a day when hearts can flyLove will find a way, my Darling PrettyFind a heaven for you and ILove will find a way, my Darling PrettyFind a heaven for you and I

IMELDA She's going shopping for shoesShe wants them in magenta and Caribbean bluePlatinum and buttercup lilac and blackThey fill a bucket up and laugh behind her backImelda baby Imelda baby what to doAll the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you

In New York and Paris on the Champs ElyséeThey see her coming from a long wayThey clap their hands together when they get her in their storeShe's gonna wanna get more more more and more and moreImelda baby Imelda baby what to doAll the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you

Everyone's gone Jackie OShe was a regular hereWe thought madame would like to knowWe've got the blood red rouge right here

Now we've got all of madame's requisites and all in madame's sizeMadame's taste is truly exquisite she must accessoriseThe belts are alligator the bags are kangarooEnchanté may I say the jade was made for youImelda baby Imelda baby what to doAll the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for youImelda baby Imelda baby what to doAll the poor people saying that they gotta quit paying for you

GOLDEN HEART She was swinging by the bangles in a main street storeA while before we metThe most dangerous angels that you ever sawShe spied her amulet

And she took a loop of leather for around her neckAnd that was then the startThe most dangerous lady on her quarter deck

She found her Golden HeartYou found your Golden Heart

Then we swirled around each other and the thread was spunto some Arcadian bandI would stop it from swinging like a pendulumJust to hold time in my hand

And you shot me with a cannonball of historyAnd long forgotten artI'd be turning it over as our words ran freeI'd hold your Golden HeartI'd hold your Golden Heart

Nothing in the world prepared me for you, your heart, your heartNothing in the world that I love more your heart, your heartYour Golden Heart

And every time I'm thinking of you from a distant shoreAnd all the time I sleepI will have a reminder that my baby woreA part of you to keep

And I'll send you all my promises across the seaAnd while we are apartI will carry the wonder that you gave to meI'll wear your Golden HeartI'll wear your Golden Heart

Nothing in the world prepared me for you, your heart, your heartNothing in the world that I love more your heart, your heartYour Golden Heart

NO CAN DO Skint in a material worldI did a warehouse stint for southsea girlIt was Hong Kong clothes for cashEverybody got treated worse than trashPunch the card in the company clockLoad the trolleys and the company trucksAnd around and around the whole day throughAnd you couldn't sit down when there was nothing to do

Well they had beaten up people from every landFools like me trying to be in bandsA little French girl so good to meBut I couldn't love her back so lonelyA backpacker travelling throughA lumberjack with the travelling bluesWe had worn out shoes and worn out cuffsAnd big ideas that were never big enough

He said the man wants you go wash his carHey you I'm talking to youI said me, not me uh uhNo can do

No can can do no canNo can can do no can

Now some were grown up unlike meAnd were dealing with realityI was spittin' sulkin' smokin' shirkin'While a lady from Jamaica was singing and workingI had everyone but me to blameAnd every day was just the sameWell nobody ever said it was a righteous worldBut if they did they never said it at southsea girl

He said the man wants you go wash his carHey you I'm talking to youI said me, not me uh uhNo can do

No can can do no canNo can can do no can

Well I've made my bed on peoples floorsOpened up and closed some doorsDreamed that if my dreams came trueThen I wouldn't do what I didn't want toWalking through the gates to the outsideTo dream some dreams that never diedAnd I walked the streets of London townLooking for a place to put my head down

VIC AND RAY A dirty motor with London platesSitting in the gutter outside your silent gatesVic and Ray, Vic and RayVic and Ray, Vic and Ray

Come to daddy baby, what is it worthCome to daddy, the scum of the crying earthVic and Ray, Vic and RayVic and Ray, Vic and Ray

Laughing at each other's painThey run the heater in the morning rainThis'll pay the rent around the worldWanna buy a picture of a girl

Christmas morning, there they areTwo rent boys wishing on a shining starVic and Ray, Vic and RayVic and Ray, Vic and Ray

DON'T YOU GET IT Don't you get it I don't want to buy your carDon't you get it I don't want to buy itDon't you get it I don't want to buy your carDon't you get it I don't want to buy your car

Cause I gotta be a free man to runI gotta be a free man to rideI gotta be a free man to runCause I gotta be a free man to rideI gotta be a free man to runI gotta be a free man to rideI gotta be a free man to runCause I gotta be a free man to ride

Now don't you get it I don't want to dream your dreamDon't you get it I don't want to dream itDon't you get it I don't want to dream your dreamDon't you get it I don't want to dream your dream


Don't you get it I don't want to buy your carDon't you get it I don't want to buy itDon't you get it I don't want to buy your carDon't you get it I don't want to buy your car


A NIGHT IN SUMMER LONG AGO

My lady may I have this danceForgive a knight who knows no shameMy lady may I have this danceAnd lady may I have your nameYou danced upon a soldier's armAnd I felt the blade of love so keenAnd when you smiled you did me harmAnd I was drawn to you, my Queen

Now these boots may take me where they willThough they may never shine like hisThere is no knight I would not killTo have my lady's hand to kissYes and they did take me through the hallTo leave me not one breath from youAnd they fell silent one and allAnd you could see my heart was true

Then I did lead you from the hallAnd we did ride upon the hillAway beyond the city wallAnd sure you are my lady stillA night in summer long agoThe stars were falling from the skyAnd still, my heart, I have to knowWhy do you love me, lady, why?

CANNIBALS

Well he's daddy's little boy he plays with his toysHe holds on to his daddy's handHis daddy says sonny you're a big strong boyYou're gonna be a big strong manAnd they go play catch they go play ballThey go take a walk along the sandBig strong daddy and a big strong boyLiving in a big strong land

Daddy is he a goodie or a baddieDaddy can I have a dinosaurOnce upon a time there were cannibalsNow there are no cannibals any more

Down in Louisiana there's a hurricane comingThe little boy climbs the stairsAnd all along the levee all the people come runningAnd the little boy's saying his prayersAnd a sleepy little laddie smiles up at his daddyAnd he's asking for his G.I. JoeAnd daddy tucks him in with a kiss upon the chinAnd says my little one I love you so

Lay down your head now don't get out of bedDon't you let the bedbugs biteIt's time to sleep now not another peepAnd I'll see you in the morning lightAnd then the radio was playing and the weatherman was sayingThe hurricane had blown awayAnd daddy's little boy was jumping up for joyAnd he was singing at the break of day

Daddy is he a goodie or a baddieDaddy can I be a warriorOnce upon a time there were cannibalsNow there are no cannibals any more

Yeah daddy is he a goodie or a baddieDaddy why do people go to warOnce upon a time there were cannibalsNow there are no cannibals any more

I'M THE FOOL

I never thought I'd be the oneTo be the raging bullThere'd always be a smoking gunWho'd up and lose his coolI never thought I'd have to sayI'm sorry, my love, becauseI'm the fool I neverFool I never thought I was

I left my dreams with broken stringsIt's time I learnt to talkStop falling over thingsTeach myself to walkI'm not a supermanOr Mr. wonderful,because I'm the fool I neverFool I never thought I was

I'm the know it allTrying to mend his broken heartBut I don't know how to callAnd I don't know where to start

Now if you should lose your faith in meI don't know where I'd runI hope you'll always let me beYour only oneAm I your one true loveOr am I too late for your applauseI'm the fool I neverFool I never thought I wasDarling, I'm the fool I neverFool I never thought I was

JE SUIS DÉSOLÉ

We are leaving, leavingLeaving on the tideCome and stand beside me loveThe water is so wideYou can hear the sailors callingAt the dawning of the dayYesterday is falling, loveAnd je suis désolé, je suis désolé

Je suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choixJe suis désolé, mais la vie me demande ça

I am turning, turningFrom a land that I loved wellLook ahead my darling oneacross the rolling swellAnd you can hear the seagulls cryingAs we're slipping out of the bayYesterday is dying, loveAnd je suis désolé, je suis désolé

Je suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choixJe suis désolé, mais la vie me demande ça

We are sailing, sailingFor a land that's proud and freeI had no more enduranceFor what had become of meAnd I will do that which I must do, loveAnd now we're under wayAll that I can say to youis je suis désolé

Je suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choixJe suis désolé, mais la vie me demande çaJe suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choixJe suis désolé, mais la vie me demande ça

RÜDIGER

Rüdiger stands in the rain and the snowCollector of autographsNames upon photographsFaces of people who everyone knows

Rüdiger lives in a place on his ownBriefcase and spectaclesStrange and respectableHe knows the meaning of being alone

Rüdiger works as a clerk in the townMusic or politicsRüdiger gets his kicksHe gets information then he comes around

Rüdiger waits at the hall in BerlinHe waits there all nightSecurity's tightThey know who he is but they don't let him in

Rüdiger waits in the dark by the stairHis fingers are shakingHis feet they are achingBut your name's in the paper so Rüdiger's there

NOBODY'S GOT THE GUN

Nobody's got the gunNobody's trying to get the drop on anyoneNobody's standing out on main streetWith the sun blazing downSaying "There's only room for one of us in this here town"Nobody's got the be the number oneNobody's got the gun

She may not understandAnd she may want you eating from her handIf she's got you in a cornerAnd you can smell the smoke and flameYou reach for your revolverTo do the sameYou'll blow your love away forever, number oneNobody's got the gun

You may think love is hard enoughYou may never get to rehearseAnd you can do without this stuffMaking everything worse

She's just the same as youShe needs your love just like you want her toYou can't go playing pokerWith a pistol in your sleeveYou can't make somebody love youBy threatening to leaveIf you want a love forever, number oneNobody's got the gun

ARE WE IN TROUBLE NOW

It wasn't just the musicIt wasn't just the wineSome other kind of magicWas sending up my spineThen I was fallingAnd I fell for you, and howDarling, are we in trouble now

They say we're grown upBut we've been searching all this timeI wouldn't own upNever would admit to flying blindBut in the DarknessWe found each other anyhowDarling, are we in trouble now

When we'd talk it overLove was a cry from a distant shoreThen we found each otherAnd all that we'd been searching for

And I'm done denyingI guess by now you knowI'm through with tryingCan't bring myself to let you goAnd of all these feelingsWe said we never would allowDarling, are we in trouble now

GRAVY TRAIN

Well they fly past the ghettos and the factoriesRidin' on the Gravy TrainLeaving all the places that they really ought to braveRidin' on the Gravy TrainPast the coal mines black and scarredStarter houses in the loading yardOn the Gravy Train, On the Gravy Train

There's the lucky little mothers in their luxury carsRidin' on the Gravy TrainNever thank each other or their lucky starsRidin' on the Gravy TrainThat's worse than ingratitudeWorse than a piss poor attitude

On the Gravy Train, Gravy Train

Well the hanger-uppers and the hangers-onRidin' on the Gravy TrainChampagne suppers with their daggers all drawnRidin' on the Gravy TrainSome act tough, some act rudeSome bit of fluff complain about the foodYou wanna see somebody getting really rudeGet on the Gravy Train, Gravy Train

Well the golden goose is clattering-a-down the track,And they're gonna be ridin' in an old cabooseComing back

There's the soldiers of fashion on the hit paradeRidin' on the Gravy TrainTongue lashing with the bitch brigadeRidin' on the Gravy TrainFree loader licks my bootsTells me how he digs my suitYou got lucky son, don't get cuteGet on the Gravy Train

MY CLAIM TO FAME

Well he's a big star nowBut I've been a fan of his for yearsThe way he sings and plays guitarStill brings me to tears

I wouldn't want to be a big dealI wouldn't want to be a celebrityI spend my life building ships of steelThat's all there ever was for me

Take a hammer to the sea bellesAnd shout my nameAnd I'll sail the seas as free as a breezeThat's my claim to fame

He spends his life in the studioJet planes and big black carsPlays records on the radioIn all of the clubs and in all of the bars

By day he didn't have a choiceYou had to take a tradeYou had no money and you had no voiceThat's the life I made

Take a hammer to the sea bellesAnd shout my nameAnd I'll sail the seas as free as a breezeThat's my claim to fame

That's my claim to fame boysThat's my claim to fameTo sail the seas as free as a breezeThat's my claim to fame

Well a song can live forever and a dayAn old ship goes to the breakers yardIn a hundred years you're gonna hear him playThey won't remember me for working hard

Now they've all gone away, all the boys and the girlsThey yard is a grave where the river runs throughWe used to build the ships for the whole wide worldNow we couldn't do it if we wanted to

Take a hammer to the sea bellesAnd shout my nameI'll sail the seas as free as a breezeThat's my claim to fame

Take a hammer to the sea bellesAnd shout my nameI'll sail the seas as free as a breezeThat's my claim to fame

That's my claim to fame boysThat's my claim to fameTo sail the seas as free as a breezeThat's my claim to fame

TALL ORDER BABY

Well gimme a little loving in the morningI want a little loving (...)But you want to get your loving in the eveningWhen I want to get some loving in the day

I tell her that I'm working in the morningI tell her that I gotta get my restShe tells me she's a-working on her lovingAnd she tells me that my loving is the best

Well it's a tall order babyAnd it's a tall order nowWell it's a tall order babyBut we gotta get our loving somehow

Well I don't want to go to sleep on you babyI don't want to go to sleep on you nowBut if I'm going to go to sleep on you babyWell I'm gonna do it any how

Well don't you turn your back on me darlingDon't you know I'd like to stay up and playBut if I turn my back on you darlingYou're going to do it some other way


It's a tall order babyWell it's a tall order nowWell it's a tall order babyBut we gotta get our loving somehow

Well I don't want to go to sleep on you babyI don't want to go to sleep on you nowBut if I'm going to go to sleep on you babyWell I'm gonna do it any how

Well don't you turn your back on me darlingDon't you know I'd like to stay up and playBut if I turn my back on you darlingYou're going to do it some other way



WHAT HAVE I GOT TO DO?

Now if I was to sing for youA song you never heardAnd give it to you my finest treasureWould you look at what I bring to youTurn without a wordLeave me at your gate Keep me waiting at your pleasure

What have IWhat have I gotWhat have I got to doTo win your loveMaybe neverWhat have IWhat have I gotWhat have I got to doTo win your loveForever

Well I'll beat out a lion heart tattooI'll bring you pipes and drumsI'll bring you books of burnished leatherI'll set to sea in ships for youBrave a thousand runsRide a hurricaneLaugh at any stormy weather

What have IWhat have I gotWhat have I got to doTo win your loveMaybe neverWhat have IWhat have I gotWhat have I got to doTo win your loveForever

You set no store by gems and goldYou scorn my weather chartYou are not concerned with men's advancesI want you more a hundred-foldWhen you lift my heartI'll burn no other flameBear no one else's lances

What have IWhat have I gotWhat have I got to doTo win your loveMaybe neverWhat have IWhat have I gotWhat have I got to doTo win your loveForeverTo win your loveForever

1. Railroad Worksong (5:30) 2. Bewildered(2:38) 3. Your Own Sweet Way (4:32)4. Run Me Down (2:26) 5. One Way Gal(3:11) 6. Blues Stay Away From Me (3:51)7. Will You Miss Me (3:52) 8. Please Baby (3:51) 9. Weapon Of Prayer(3:10)10. That's Where I Belong(2:52) 11. Feel Like Going Home (4:53)

BONUS TRACKS Lonesome Wind Blues(02:40)

UNRELEASED TRACKS Hobo's Lullaby

RAILROAD WORKSONG

Working on a railroad for a dollar a dayWorking on a railroad for a dollar a dayWorking on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a dayGotta get my money gotta get my pay

Take this hammer take it to the captainTake this hammer take it to the captain

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Take this hammer good buddy take it to the captainTell him I'm gone tell him I'm gone

If he asks you was I runningIf he asks you was I runningIf he asks you good buddy was I runningTell him I was flying tell him I was flying

If he asks you was I laughingIf he asks you was I laughingIf he asks you good buddy was I laughingTell him I was crying tell him I was crying

This old hammer rings like silverThis old hammer rings like silverThis old hammer good buddy rings like silverShine like gold good buddy and it shine like gold

Working on a railroad for a dollar a dayWorking on a railroad for a dollar a dayWorking on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a dayGotta get my money gotta get my payGotta get my money gotta get my payGotta get my money gotta get my pay

BEWILDERED

BewilderedLost in a dream of youWhere is the love that I once knewWhy did we part?

BewilderedI'm helpless without you dearWishing your heart could hearWhat's in my heart

Why must I have theses sleepless nightsAnd endless daysBut love, you took my soulWithout a thoughtI'm in the dark

BewilderedI need your guiding handI will never understandWhy did you leave me bewildered

Why must I have theses sleepless nightsAnd endless daysBut love, you took my soulWithout a thoughtI'm in the dark

BewilderedI need your guiding hand

I will never understandHow could you leave me bewildered

YOUR OWN SWEET WAY

There is nothing I can doNothing I can sayYou'll do what you want toYou'll go your own sweet wayYou'll go your own sweetYour own sweet wayYou'll go your own sweetYour own sweet way

Now I can talk to you seriousI can talk to you niceBut when it comes to loveYou won't take good adviceYou'll go your own sweetYour own sweet wayYou'll go your own sweetYour own sweet way

It doesn't matter what I sayWhat I do or what I thinkYou can lead a horse to waterYou can't make him drinkYou'll go your own sweetYour own sweet wayYou'll go your own sweetYour own sweet way

RUN ME DOWN

You gotta run me down you gotta run me downIf you want to contact me you gotta run me down

I got work to do I'm the busiest man in townIf you want to contact me you gotta run me down

When I gets my dough I'm kinda hard to findIf you want me to pay your bills you gotta run me down

Now the rooster he crowed an them old hens looked aroundSaid if you want to make love you gotta run me down

When I had my money you used to follow me aroundNow I have got broke you gotta run me down

ONE WAY GAL

One thing I like about this gal of mineOne thing I like about this gal of mineOne thing I like about this gal of mineShe treats me right and loves me all the time

Sometimes I'm broke and blue as I can beSometimes I'm broke and blue as I can beSometimes I'm broke and blue as I can beBut still my baby she looks after me

She walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wetShe walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wetShe walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wetAnd this she said to every man she met

Mister change a dollar - gimme a lousy dimeMister change a dollar - gimme a lousy dimeMister change a dollar - gimme a lousy dimeSo I can feed that hungry man of mine

That gal of mine she's one way all the timeThat gal of mine she's one way all the timeThat gal of mine she's one way all the timeShe takes the blues away and satisfies my mind

BLUES STAY AWAY FROM ME

Blues stay away from meBlues why don't you let me beDon't know whyYou keep on haunting me

Love was never meant for meTrue love was never meant for meSeems somehowWe never can agree

Life is full of miseryDreams are like a memoryBringing backYour love that used to be

Tears so many I can't seeYears don't mean a thing to meTime goes byAnd I still can't be free

WILL YOU MISS ME

Will you miss me, will you miss meWill you miss me, will you miss meWill you miss me, miss me when I'm gone

Did you ever dream lucky, wake up cold in handDo you look at the stars in the heavens aboveDo you sleep on the pillow where my head used to layWhile the moonbeams flicker 'cross your window paneI'm on my way from here, don't know where I'm going

I'm rolling, rolling down that roadI'm rolling, rolling down that roadJust dreaming about the days of long ago

When darkness falls across the landThere's a shadow cast in the heart of a manThough the flame of desire burns bright as a starI hear a cry on the wind like a voice from afarI'm a stranger here don't know where I'm going

I'm rolling, rolling down that roadI'm rolling, rolling down that roadJust dreaming about the days of long ago

Will you miss me, will you miss meWill you miss me, will you miss meWill you miss me, miss me when I'm gone

PLEASE BABY

Please baby - please please babyWon't you come back to your daddy one more time

Please baby - please please babyWhen I get my money I will give you my last dime

When you left me babe, you left me feeling so blueYou know that I didn't love no-one but youPlease baby - please please babyWon't you come back to your daddy one more time

I'm so blue baby, I'm, I'm so blue babyI can't sleep at nightI can't hardly talk from cryingYou know baby, you, you know babyYou always forever on my mindSince you've been gone I can't sleep at nightWhy don't you take my meals I can't eat a bitePlease baby, please please babyWon't you come back to your daddy one more time

When you left me babe you left me feeling so blueYou know that I didn't love no-one but youPlease baby - please please babyWon't you come back to your daddy one more time

WEAPON OF PRAYER

In that land across the sea there's a job for you and meThough our presence there may not be foundWe must stay standing there on the battle lines and prayWe must never lay our weapons down

We don't have to be a soldier in a uniformTo be of service over there

While the boys so bravely stand with the weapons made by handLet us trust and use the weapon of prayer

Many thousands miles away someone shed there blood todayWith a heart so true and brave they're goneTo a war that's yours and mine let us join the battle lineWith a weapon that will save our home

We don't have to be a soldier in a uniformTo be of service over thereWhile the boys so bravely stand with the weapons made by handLet us trust and use the weapon of prayer

And when the planes and tanks and guns have done all that they can doAnd the mighty bombs have rained and failedStill the helpful hand above, on the weapon made of loveAnd against him none on earth prevail

THAT'S WHERE I BELONG

Show me a place where I don't have to worryAnd that's where I belongShow me a place where I don't have to hurryAnd that's where I belongGive me the time, so I can change my mindWhere it don't matter if I'm wrongShow me a place where I don't have to worryAnd that's where I belong

FEEL LIKE GOING HOME

Lord I feel like going homeI tried and I failed and I'm tired and wearyEverything I ever done was wrongAnd I feel like going home

Lord I tried to see it throughBut it was too much for meAnd now I'm coming home to youAnd I feel like going home

Cloudy skies are rolling inAnd not a friend around to help meFrom all the places I have beenAnd I feel like going home

Lord I feel like going homeI tried and I failed and I'm tired and wearyEverything I ever done was wrongAnd I feel like going home

LONESOME WIND BLUES

I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,I know my love is gone too,I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,'cause I'm blue, lonesome blue.

She's gone so far, that's why I'm leaving,left me here alone among the trees,And all that I have left is just a memory,And it always haunts me with a breeze.

I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,I know my love is gone too,I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,'cause I'm blue, lonesome blue.

I leave today to try to find my darlin',I don't know where on earth she can be,I know that I can never live without her,Each night in dreams her face is all I see.

I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,I know my love has gone too,I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,That's why I'm blue, lonesome blue.

HOBO'S LULLABY

Go to sleep, you weary hoboLet the town drift slowly by,Listen to the steel rails hummingThat's the hobo's lullaby.

Do not think about tomorrow,Let tomorrow come and go.Tonight you have a nice warm boxcarFree from all the ice and snow.

I know the police cause you trouble,They make trouble everywhere,But when you die and go to heaven,Well, you won't find police there.

Now do not let your heart be troubledIf the world calls you a bum,'Cause if your mother lives, she loves youWell, you are still your mother's son.

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POOR BOY BLUES

Do I want you? Yes I doDo I need you? Baby you know it's trueBut I ain't got nothin' that you can useSo I'm sittin' on my own here, with these poor boy blues

One day, baby, you will seeYou're gonna give all your love to meI'm the one, babe, that you're gonna chooseBut in the meantime, I got these poor boy blues

Pick it son, pick it nice

Things won't always be the sameSomeday soon, everything will changeYou'll tell your mama her baby's got good newsBut until then, well, I got these poor boy blues






THERE'LL BE SOME CHANGES MADE

There'll be a change in the weather and a change in the sceneHow is that?I'm gonna start wearin' leather and change my routineI'll wear dark glasses maybe a toupeeI'll get down and boogie and become risqueI'll start wearin' make-up like Jackson and PrinceYou'll see me ridin' in my Mercedes BenzNobody wants you when you just play guitarThere'll be some changes made tomorrowThere'll be some changes made

Y'know Chet, you're never gonna get to play that rock & rollWhy is that?You're kinda country, a little bit oldThat hurtsBut your money for nothin' and your chicks for freeWell, them groupie girls ain't what they're cracked up to beWell not all of them anywayWell I'd really like to find out for myself, don't you knowI've had a kind of quiet life down here on music rowOh I knowWell uh... like a man, what do you think?Man, I don't knowI really think that I can make the gradeDaddy-o Daddy-oThere'll be some changes madeI think I was sharp thereJust play one - just play

YeahYou've played beforeWatch it, watch itStand back boy

Well I'd really like... to find out for myself,Don't you know. 'CauseLike I said I've had a sheltered lifeDown here on music rowI don't believe soWell what... what do you think Mark?I dunnoI really think that I can make the gradeThere'll be some changes made

Now listen to this I'm gonna play some rock and roll

There'll be some changes made... YeahThere'll be some changes madeNow let's all play

Anybody hurt?I learned this at... at summer Bible schoolWell, I never could trust a saintI'm only a part-time saintPretty good but you're no Mark KnopflerWhat about that one there?

Not all that badI like thatI like thatDon't make me look bad now, don't make me look badRespect for your elders

There'll be some changes made

JUST ONE TIME

If I could see you just one timeOh how it'd ease my troubled mindIf I could hold you just one timeAnd then pretend that you're still mine

Oh, how I miss you soOh I need you soI'd give this heart of mineIf I could see you just one time

Lips that used to thrill me soThey now thrill someone else I knowGone is the love that once was mineWish I could see you just one time


Wish I could relive just one timeTurn back the pages and there I'd findThat same old love that once was mineWish I could see you just one time


YAKETY AXE

Poverty stricken but still I'm a-stickin' to the things I know to be factsOne day it's feathers and the next day chicken while I'm pickin' my yakety axeEv'rybody says that I never will get far, keepin' out of work by pickin' this guitar Livin' on a shoe-string, puttin' off things like a shave and a hair cut

Money don't matter as long as I scatter a little bit of happiness aroundIf people keep a grinnin' I figure I'm a winnin' my good old yakety soundCity folks go around turnin' up their noses and countin' their greenbacks and smellin' their rosesBut I wouldn't trade my yakety axe, even for a T-bone

I'm confessin' I never took a lesson, all my notes are a matter of guessin'Hopin' they'll come out in some kinda of manner that'll make the yakety sound

So if you're in the mood and your feet start tappin'And you feel laid back and your hands start clappin'Then I'll have done what I wanted to from way backYou're diggin' my yakety axe

Now, a pick

THE NEXT TIME I'M IN TOWN

Now it's been somethin' seein' you againIn this time we've had to spendYou've been so good to be aroundI thank you for that special thrillKeep me going on untilThe next time I'm in town

Though I won't be back here for a whileOr hear your laughter, see you smileAnd I'll remember what went downI can't tell you how or whenBut I'll be seeing you againThe next time I'm in town

Now the faces and the places range'cross the bridge of time and changeOnce again I'm homeward boundThere's one thing I promise youAnd that's another rendezvousThe next time I'm in town

Now it's been something seeing you againAnd in this time we've had to spendYou've been so good to be aroundAnd I thank you for that special thrillKeep me goin' on untilThe next time I'm in town'Til the next time I'm in town'Til the next time I'm in town

1. Wag The Dog (04:42) 2. Working On It (03:23) 3. In The Heartland (02:40) 4. An American Hero (01:59) 5. Just Instinct (01:31) 6. Stretching It Out (04:14) 7. Drooling National (01:50) 8. We're Going To War (03:23)

WAG THE DOG

Now you can do the watusiYou can do it if you tryAny puppy Dog or pussyCan do the jerk or do the flyNow you can do the wooly bullyBut can you pull the wooly woolyCan you wag, can you wag the dogYou got the shimmy and the hustleIt's all the rage downtownYeh, you don't have to have the muscleTo get into the mess around'cos you can do the wooly bullyBut can you pull the wooly woolyCan you wag, can you wag the dogSo make him sit, make him stayCome to heel, go to playRoll him over, lie stillMake him go kill, attaboyWag that dog, baby


1. Metroland -- Instrumental 2. Annick 3. Tous Les Garçons Et Les Filles (Hardy, Françoise) 4. Brats 5. Down Day 6. A Walk in Paris 7. She's Gone 8. Minor Swing (Reinhardt, Django) 9. Blue Claire (Reinhardt, Django) 10. Peaches (Stranglers) 11. Sultans Of Swing 12. So You Win Again (Hot Chocolate) 13. Alison (Costello, Elvis) 14. Metroland

METROLAND

Yearning, we were yearningGreenlight blindin' on the railBurning, we were burningAnd the line unwindin' to the Holy GrailTo the future gleaming on the blue horizonAnd a golden girl on golden sandDreaming, fantasising in another worldFor MetrolandI've been still waitingAnd I've been jangledAnd I've gone layin'I've been a rolling stoneIn BerlinThen I've been rambled


Not afraid to walk aloneAnd now I take, my midnight rambleDo I fold or playWhat's in my handWhat's at stake, what's the gambleDo I stay in MetrolandDreams, yesterday's laughterGhosts and lovers come back to playBut dreams have the morning afterRun for cover in the light of dayI've something real, worth holding ontoI can belong to, and understandMade my dealI will go ontoMake my peace with Metroland, with MetrolandMetroland, Metroland, Metroland

1. Once Upon A Time... Storybook Love (03:58)2. I Will Never Love Again (03:01)3. Florin Dance (01:30)4. Morning Ride (01:34)5. The Friends' Song (03:02)6. The Cliffs Of Insanity (03:16)7. The Swordfight (02:42)8. Guide My Sword (05:09)9. The Fireswamp And The Rodents Of Unusual Size (04:44)10. Revenge (03:48)11. A Happy Ending (01:51)12. Storybook Love - DeVille, Willy (04:24)

STORYBOOK LOVE - DEVILLE, WILLY

Come my love I'll tell you a taleOf a boy and girl and their love storyAnd how he loved her oh so muchAnd all the charms she did possess

Now this did happen once upon a timeWhen things were not so complexHow he worshipped the ground she walkedAnd when he looked in her eyes he became obsessed

My love is like a storybook storyBut it's as real as the feelings I feel


My love is like a storybook storyBut it's as real as the feelings I feelIt's as real as the feelings I feel

This love was stronger than the powers so darkA prince could have within his keepingHis spells to weave and steal a heartWithin her breast but only sleeping

My love is like a storybook storyBut it's as real as the feelings I feelMy love is like a storybook storyBut it's as real as the feelings I feelIt's as real as the feelings I feel

Now he said, "Don't you know I love you oh so muchAnd lay my heart at the foot of your dress?"She said, "Don't you know that these storybook lovesAlways have a happy ending?"Then he swooped her up just like in the booksAnd on his stallion they rode away

My love is like a storybook storyBut it's as real as the feelings I feelMy love is like a storybook storyBut it's as real as the feelings I feel

1. What It Is 4:552. Sailing To Philadelphia 5:283. Who's Your Baby Now 3:034. Baloney Again 5:075. The Last Laugh 3:206. Silvertown Blues 5:307. El Macho 5:278. Prairie Wedding 4:249. Wanderlust 3:5210. Speedway At Nazareth 6:2011. Junkie Doll 4:3312. Sands Of Nevada 3:5613. One More Matinee 4:06(Except USA)14. Do America 4:12 (Only In The UK & The USA)

WHAT IT IS

The drinking dens are spilling out and staggering in the square,there's lads and lasses falling about and a crackelling in the airthen around the dungeon doors there's shelters in the queues,everybody's looking for somebody's arms to fall into

It's what it is. That's what it is man

Here's frost on the graves and the monuments but the taverns are warm in townPeople curse the government and shovel hot food down

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Lights are out in cityhall, the castle and the keepmoon shines down upon it all, the legless and the sleepless

Cold on a tollgate where the wagons creeping throughCold on a tollgate God knows what I can do

Hmm that's what it is, it's what it is now

The garrison sleeps and the citadel with the ghosts and the ancient stonesHigh on the parapet the Scottish pipers stands aloneHigh on the wind the howling runes speak of the ruleAnd something from the past just comes and stares into my soul

Cold on a tollgate where the Caledonian movesCold on a tollgate God knows what I can do with you

That's what it is, it's what it is nowWhat it is, it's what it is now now now

There's a chink of light as a burning wickthere's a lantern in the towerWee Willie Winkie with the candle sticks still writing songs in the mean wee hoursOn Charlotte Street they take a walking stick from my hotelThe ghost of Dirty Dick is still in search of little Nell

That's what it is, it's what it is nowWhat it is, it's what it is now now now

SAILING TO PHILADELPHIA

I am Jeremiah DixonI am a Geordie boyA glass of wine with you sir and a ladies arms enjoyOh Durham and NorthumberlandIs measured up by my own handIt was my fate from birthTo make my mark upon the earth...

He calls me Charlie MasonA stargazer am IIt seems that I was bornTo chart the evening skyHe cut me out for picking breadBut I had other dreams insteadThis baker's boy from the west countryWould join the Royal Society...

We are sailing to PhiladelphiaA world away from the coaly TyneSailing to PhiladelphiaTo draw the lineA Mason-Dixon line

Now you're a good surveyor, DixonBut I swear you'll make me mad

The West will kill us bothYou gullible Geordie ladYou talk of libertyHow can America be free A Geordie and a baker's boyIn the forests of the Iroquois...

Now hold your head up, MasonSee America lies thereThe moon and tide has raisedThe capes of DelawareCome up and feel the sunA new morning has begunAnother day will make it clearWhy your star should guide us here...

We are sailing to PhiladelphiaA world away from the coaly TyneSailing to Philadelphia To draw the lineA Mason-Dixon line

WHO'S YOUR BABY NOW

The rock you stood uponIs broken up and goneHey baby who's your baby nowOn the slipway of your dreamStands someone elses schemeHey baby, who's your baby now

Your baby now, baby nowYour baby now, your baby now

The ancient trate you plyAin't enoiugh to get you byHey baby who's you baby nowThe yard is locked and closedThe old guard has been deposedHey baby, who's your baby now

Your baby now, baby nowYour baby now, your baby now

You always had to be the kindTo have to say what's on your mindAnd hey, you really showed 'em howYou used to laugh aboutI used to dish it outBut hey, who's laughing now

'Cos the rock you stood uponIs broken up and goneHey baby, who's your baby nowYeh the rock you stood uponIs broken up and goneHey baby, who's your baby now

BALONEY AGAIN

We don't eat in no white restaurantsWe're eating in a carBaloney again, baloney againWe don't sleep in no white hotel bedWe're sleeping in a car, baloney againYou don't strut around in this countrytownYou best stay in the carLook on ahead don't stare aroundYou best stay where you areYou're a long way from home, boyDon't push your luck too farBaloney again

Twenty-two years we've sung the wordSince ninetee, thirty-oneAmen, I say amenNow the young folk want to praise the lordWith guitar, bass and drums, amenWell I never get tired of JesusBut it's has been a heavy loadCarrying his precious loveDown a long dirt roadWe're a long way from homeJust let's pay the man and go Baloney again

The Lord is my sheperdHe leaded me in pastures greenHe gave us this dayOur daily bread and gasolineGo under the willowPark her up beside the streamShoulders for pillowsLay down your head and dreamShoulders for pillowsLay down your head and dream

THE LAST LAUGH

Don't you love the soundOf the last laugh my friendDon't you love the soundOf the last laugh at the endDown in the gutter with the metal soldiersDown in the scupper with the drunken sailorsDown in the gutter with the metal soldiersBut the last laugh, baby is yoursAnd don't you love the sound Of the last laugh going down

Games you tought you learnedYou neither lost nor won Dreams have crashed and burnedBut you're still going on

Out on highway with the roadgang workingUp on a mountain with the cold wind blowingOut on the highway with the road band workingBut the last laugh, baby is yours And don't you love the sound Of the last laugh going down

They had you crying but you came up smilingThey had you crawling but you came up flyingThey had you crying but you came up smilingAnd the last laugh, baby is yoursAnd don't you love the sound Of the last laugh going downYeh don't you love the soundOf the last laugh going down

SILVERTOWN BLUES

On Silvertown way, the cranes stand highQuiet and grey against the still of the skyThey won't quit and lay down though the action has diedThey watch the new game in town on the Blackwall side

From the poisinous drains a vision appearNew circle of cranes and new reason to be hereThe big silverdome raising up into the dawn Above the church and the homes were all the silver is gone gone gone

If I'd a bucket of goldWhat would I doLeave the story untoldSilvertown blues

I'm going down silvertown, down in silverdownI'm going down in silvertown, down in silvertown

A silver dawn steals over the dustA truck with no weels upon cinder blocksMen with no dreams around the fire in the docksScrap metal sceams are rusting over the night night night nitgh

If I'd a bucket of goldSilver would doLeave the story untoldSilvertown blues

And I'm going down silvertown, down in silverdownI'm going down in silvertown, down in silvertown

When you're standing on thin and dangerous iceYou could knock and walk in for citizens adviceTell you the way you can turn, the way you can learnThere's nothing they can tell me I don't allready know

If I'd a bucket of goldSilver would do

Leave the story untoldSilvertown blues

And I'm going down silvertown, down in silverdownI'm going down in silvertown, down in silvertown

From the Canning Town train I saw a bill board highThere's a big silverplane raising up into the skyI can make out the words seven flights every daySay's six of those birds are bound for JFK

If I'd a bucket of goldSilver would doLeave the story untoldSilvertown blues

And I'm going down silvertown, down in silverdownI'm going down in silvertown, down in silvertownGoing down slivertown, down in silvertownI'm going down in silvertown, down in silvertown

Down in silvertownDown in silvertownDown in silvertown

EL MACHO

Your data has gone homeNow you left on your own sweet ownYou're a toughtalking friendSplit on you in the bitter endAnd you look like a fine thing Jerryyeah you look like a fine thing Jerry

They/We/You say you're a starThat's what the boys all say you areI don't see much TVSo you don't mean shit to meBut you look like a fine thing JerryYeah you look like a fine thing Jerry

But they got a name for people like youYeah they doand they got a name for people like me too

El macho, El macho

Now they want you to singDon't get shy or anythingThe boys all hereGonna buy you another beer'Cause you look like a fine thing JerryYeah you look like a fine thing JerryEl macho, El macho

PRAIRIE WEDDING

We only knew each other by letter When I met her off of the train.When the smoke had cleared and the dust was still She was standing there and speaking my nameGuaranteed she looked like an angel I couldnt think of what I should sayWhen Adam saw Eve in the garden I believe he felt the same way

I handed her up on the wagonAnd I loaded up her trunk behind She was sitting up there with the gold in her hairAnd I tried to get a hold of my mind.

Think you could love me Mary Think we got a chance of life Do you think you could love me Mary Now you oughta be my wife

We finally headed out of the stationAnd we drove up the home trailAnd when we came on the farm she laid a hand on my armI thought my resolution would failAnd I froze as she stepped in the doorwayStood there as still as could beI said I know it ain't much, it needs a woman's touchLord she turned around and looked at me

Think you could love me MaryThink we got a chance of lifeDo you think you could love me MaryNow you oughta be my wife

We had a prairie weddingThere was a preacher and a neighbour or twoI gave my golden thing an gold wedding ring And the both of us said I doWhen the sun's going down on the prairie, And the gold in her hair is a flameI say Do you really love me Mary and I hold her and I whisper her name.

Think you could love me MaryThink we got a chance of life Do you think you could love me MaryNow you oughta be my wife

WANDERLUST

Big black cloudOn a yellow planeSure enough itLooks like rainPackin' up all ourFaith and trustMe and the wanderlust

Open windowsEmpty bed and chairWho's that callin'Ain't nobody thereI look behind meAnd I see there's justMe and the wanderlust

Dead of nightI had a dreamSky was bright yes and the Fields were greenIt was down the road In the cloud of dustMe and the wanderlust

And I'm on the egdeOf an endless fallSure enoughHe's come to callGot to go nowGet on that busMe and the wanderlust

SPEEDWAY AT NAZARETHAfter two thousands came thousands and oneTo be the new champions, we were there for to runFrom springtime in Arizona, 'til the fall in MontereyAnd the raceways were the battlefields and we fought 'em all the way

It was in Phoenix in the morning, I had a wakeup callShe went around the without a warning and put me in the wallI drove at Long Beach California with three cracked vertebraeAnd we went on the Indianapolis, Indiana in May

Well, the Brickyard's there to crusify anyone whol will not learnI climbed the mountains to qualify I went flat throught the turnBut I was down in the might-have-beens and an old pal good as diedAnd I sat down in gasoline alley and I cried

Well we were in at the killercamp on the Milwaukee mileAnd in June up in Michigan we were robbet at Belle IsleThen It was on to Portland Oregon for the G.I. JoeAnd I blew off almost everyone when I my motor let go

New England, Ontario we died in the dirtThose walls from Mid Ohio to Toronto they hurtSo we came to Rode America where we burned up at the lakeBut at the Speedway At Nazareth I made no mistake

JUNKIE DOLL

Turnpike Lane, Tunrpike LaneYou spiked my armBut you missed the vain

Now it's all goneBut the scars remainJunkie doll, I was stuck on youMy junkie doll

Turnham Green, Turnham GreenYou took me highAs I've ever beenNow it's all goneAnd now I'm cleanJunkie doll I was stuck on you My junkie doll

And a little bit of this would get you up And a little bit of that would get you downAnd a little bit of this would get you up And a little bit of that would get you downAnd a little bit of this would get you up And a little bit of that would get you downAnd a little bit of this would get you up And a little bit of that would get you down

Turnpike Lane, Turnpike LaneYou took my heart,Pan americanNow rain or shineIt's all the sameJunkie doll, I was stuck on youMy junkie doll

A little bit of this would get you up A little bit of that would get you downA little bit of this would get you up A little bit of that would get you downAnd a little bit of this would get you up A little bit of that would get you downA little bit of this would get you up A little bit of that would get you down

SANDS OF NEVADA

These tables are hauntedBy the ghost of Las VegasTheir chips were once mointainsBut they came here to playThey could take me if they wantedBut I have nothing worth countingAnd like the sands of Nevada They go drifting away

Lady luck's still a mysteryWith her head on my shoulderAnd I dont know whyI still want her to danceI gusess that's all historyWhat it is is I'm older

And I'm still a fool For a one-way romance

Her dice were red rubiesThey rolled and they tumbeledAnd I never saw timeRunning out with my rollAnd in the wasteland of cut glassMy dreams were crumbeledAnd I payed with whatheverI had left for a soul

Now the dawn's has broken eveOn an empty horizonNo reason for foldingNo rason to stayIt's too soon to be leavingToo late for critizisingThey go drifting away

ONE MORE MATINEE

Here's one of the two of usIn 1954 don't laugh I keep all of the picturesAre you going to take a photographHere's something nice for youA dear old thing came to a showLast time here we didAn interview on local radio

Make yourself at home my darlingCome on inHand me down that jar loveCan I offer you a gin

We're proud to be the oldestUgly sisters in varietyThere's not the glamour now you seeWhat happened to societyThere's another light bulb goneThey don't all answer to the switchI don't know how we carry onAnd her she couldn't care the bitch

But in a while the old boysIn the band began to play And in a while the houselightsAnd the curtains slide away

And something's going to happenTo make your whole life betterYour whole life better one daySomething's going to happenTo make your whole life betterYour whole life better one day

Now the landlady's all squared awayIt's just a temporary dealI'm afraid tonight it's take-awayYou see there is no evening mealDon't worry dear you shall go to the ballI think the fairy saidThese suitcases have seen it allFrom under someone else's bed

You want to smile those tears awayNow don't you cryYou want to know what I sayI say never say die

'Cos something's going to happenTo make your whole life betterYour whole life better one daySomething's going to happenTo make your whole life betterYour whole life better one day

DO AMERICA

Well I've been it every since I was a kid at schoolNow they love me in Newcastle and in LiverpoolI'm as hard as a pistol I can do no wrongI've been in Birmingham and Bristol to play my song

Take the 777 to the USAGonna party all night I'm gonna sleep all daySee New York City 'cos I've never beenNew York City in a limousine

Gonna do America do do AmericaDo America do do America now

Take the 777 over to LAGonna party all night I'm gonna sleep all dayWake up and drive aroundGet the coolest girl in town

Do America do do AmericaDo America do do America now

Now the people go na naAnother people go ra raAnd all the people go ga ga when IDo America do do America

Do America do do AmericaDo America do do AmericaDo America do do America now

Backstage passes for the food and booze Sunglasses for my interviews

Statue of Liberty Everybody looking at me

Do America do do AmericaDo America do do America now

1.The Rocks And The Water (03:30) 2.Wild Theme (03:40) 3.Freeway Flyer (01:50) 4.Boomtown (Variation Louis' Favourite) (04:10) 5.The Way It Always Starts (04:08)6.The Rocks And The Thunder (00:40) 7.The Ceilidh And The Northern Lights (04:07)8.The Mist Covered Mountains - Traditional (05:13)9.The Ceilidh - Louis' Favourite/Billy's Tune (03:42) 10.Whistle Theme (00:53) 11.Smooching (05:05) 12.Stargazer (01:31) 13.The Rocks And The Thunder (00:40) 14.Going Home - Theme Of The Local Hero (05:01)

THE WAY IT ALWAYS STARTS

It gets so dark before the dawnThat's when it gets to meBefore the city symphony of taxi horns That's the way it always starts,Sitting here and waiting on the beating of my heart.

Last night I thought I heard my nameWell it was too dark to see, but it had to be,The voice was just the same That's the way it always starts,Sitting here and waiting on the beating of my heart.So tell me why should it have to be this wayWhy can't it be all right,Why can't I sleep at night?


Why should it have to be this way?Why must there be this price to pay?

Now all the streets are dark and bare,Oh, if you can live in this town,And stick around, you can live anywhereThat's the way it always starts,Sitting here and waiting on the beating of my heart.

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