| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 3:13 | 
|
|||
|
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep He can't hang around Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Our house it has a crowd There's always something happening And it's usually quite loud Our mum she's so house-proud Nothing ever slows her down And a mess is not allowed Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Something tells you that you've got to get away from it Father gets up late for work Mother has to iron his shirt Then she sends the kids to school Sees them off with a small kiss She's the one they're going to miss In lots of ways Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... I remember way back then when everything was true and when We would have such a very good time such a fine time Such a happy time And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest The kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep He can't hang around Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our ... Our house, was our castle and our keep Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, that was where we used to sleep Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street |
||||||
| 2. |
| 3:17 |
|
|||
|
I've been driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I bought it in Primrose Hill from a bloke from Brazil It was made in fifty-nine in a factory by the Tyne It says Morris on the door, the G.P.O. owned it before I drive in it for my job, the governor calls me a slob But I don't really care, give me some gas and the open air It's a bit old but it's mine, I mend it in my spare time Just last week I changed the oil, the rocker valves and the coil Just last week I changed the oil Last week it went round the clock, I also had a little knock I dented somebody's fender, he learnt not to park on a bender, ha ha ha I've been driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I drive up to Muswell Hill, I've even been to Selsey Bill I drove along the A45, I had her up to 58 This copper stopped me the other day, you're mistaken what could I say The tyres were a little worn, they were O.K., I could have sworn I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far I like driving in my car, it don't look much but I've been far I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre I like driving in my car, it's not quite a Jaguar I like driving in my car, I'm satisfied I've got this far |
||||||
| 3. |
| 3:32 |
|
|||
|
He's walking where I'm afraid I don't know I see the firemen jumping from the windows There's panic and I hear somebody scream (aaaah) He picks up useless paper And puts it in my pocket I'm trying very hard to keep my fingers clean I can't remember tell me what's his name (My name is Michael Caine) And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep The sun is laughing its another broken morning I see a shadow and call out to try and warn him He didn't seem to hear Just turned away The quiet fellow follows and points his fingers Straight at you He had to sacrifice his pride yes throw it all away (I am Michael Caine) And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep His days are numbered he walks round and round in circles There is no place he can ever call his own He seems to jump at the sound of the phone Staring out the window there's nothing he can now do All he wanted was to remain sane He can't remember his own name (My name is Michael Caine) And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep And all I wanted was a word or photograph And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep And all I wanted was a word or photograph And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep ... >From the LP 'Keep Moving' (1984 |
||||||
| 4. |
| 2:59 |
|
|||
|
Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love Take the hand of another And sing for the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Look up at the rooftops When you're walking round Don't think for a moment Of looking down Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh For the wings of a dove Hallelujah Hallelujah Look up at the rooftops When you're walking round Don't think for a moment Of looking down A room at the top Where we're not allowed Cheer to the echo Can you hear the sound Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove Wo-oh, wo-oh (yeah, yeah, yeah) For the wings of a dove (Blue train) (The blue train's taking me from you) |
||||||
| 5. |
| 4:07 |
|
|||
|
An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk So tightly by the ear That he can hardly talk Yesterday's men hang to today To sing in the old-fashioned way It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run A metropolitan marathon Has been held today But who you need to catch Will be coming the other way Yesterday's men hang to today To sing in any old way It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run Because when you're told to start How far can you go When your race is won And you already know Because when you're told to stop How far will you go When your race is run And you already know Yesterday's men hang to today, To sing in any old way, It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run Will it get better in the long run Will we be here in the long run Yesterday's men hang to today, To sing in any old way, It must get better in the long run Has to get better in the long run Will it get better in the long run Will we be here in the long run Do, do, do, hang on in the long run. |
||||||
| 6. |
| 3:13 |
|
|||
|
Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest Some who've closed the door before Say I can't carry on no more. I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day I hear them saying And it gets better every day I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day Listened long, tried to take it in All these facts leave me in the swim It's down and down there is no up I think that I've run out of luck. I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day I hear them saying And it gets better every day I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day Tomorrow's just another... day Walking now, over covered ground There is a chance if I move around I need a moment to reflect On the friendships I have wrecked. Why is it I, don't I always try I hear them say Tomorrow's just another day I hear them say And it gets better every day I hear them say Tomorrow's just another day I hear them say And it gets better every day I heard them say Tomorrow's just another day I hear them say Tomorrow's just another day Tomorrow's just another I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day I hear them saying And it gets better every day I hear them saying Tomorrow's just another day |
||||||
| 7. |
| 3:20 |
|
|||
|
I'll be your promotional copy in this here number one band
Take your business beyond your furthest dreams sounds Sounds great sounds really grand but wait Let us hurry now time is catching up And it looks like the music hall race has caught me up But I'll compete (yeah yeah) For all that it's worth I'll compete (with the rest of the pack) For all that it's worth I'll compete (on the beat) For all that it's worth I'll compete (with a full deck) For all that I'm worth I'll be your popswop, come floppy disc, race you along the upper deck Retrieve from you my with-held treasure, Then watch you sink with you sunken rotting wreck, Let us hurry now, time is running out, Let's not forget time is money said the business man to his faithful scout. But I'll compete (in the national press) For all that it's worth I'll compete (with the back chat) For all that it's worth I'll compete (on the beat) For all that it's worth I'll compete (international) For all that it's worth We must hurry now time is closing in And I'm getting no younger in fact I'm five years closer to my pension scheme But I'll compete (yeah yeah) For all that it's worth I'll compete (for the ratings) For all that it's worth I'll compete (on the beat) For all that it's worth I'll compete (with the rest of the pack) For all that I'm worth C-c-c-c-compete C-c-c-c-compete |
||||||
| 8. |
| 3:44 | 
|
|||
| 9. |
| 3:04 |
|
|||
|
Here they come again hop scotching up to my door
One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard Pulling at my hair they scream paint your thoughts upon my card But not tonight I've got studies to examine Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do 'Cause he's a wonderful man But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam To be with my Uncle Sam Silly little sniggers from the women liberators But I'll stand and hold my post Polished buttons and erect I'll raise the flag I'll show those women who's the most But not tonight I've got studies to examine Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam Who now takes up all of my time, gives me things to do He's a wonderful man But I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam But not tonight I've got studies to examine Tomorrow ah ah ah And tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do 'Cause he's a wonderful man I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I'm sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam |
||||||
| 10. |
| 3:26 |
|
|||
|
It's raining again,
I'm hearing its pitter patter down. It's wet in the street Reflecting the lights and splashing feet, Nowhere to go, And nothing I have to do, have to do. It's raining again, I follow the Christmas lights down town. I'm leaving the flow Of people walking all around, Round and round, I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears Washing away the weariness like tears. I can feel my troubles running down, Disappear into the silent sound. Just walking along, My clothes are soaked right through to the skin, I haven't a doubt, that this is what life is all about, The sun and the rain. Scraps of paper(???) washing down the drain. I feel the rain falling on my face I can say there is no better place Than standing up in the falling down In so much rain I could almost drown. It's raining again A crack in the clouds reveals blue skies I've been feeling so low(low) But now everything is on my side The sun and the rain. Walk with me fill my heart again I hear the rain falling in my ears Washing away the weariness like tears. I can feel my troubles running down, Disappear into the silent sound. I feel the rain falling on my face I can say there is no better place Than standing up in the falling down In so much rain I could almost drown. Do de do do de do do do Do de do de do de do do do |
||||||
| 11. |
| 4:20 |
|
|||
|
The sweetest girl in all the world These eyes are for you only The sweetest girl in all the world These eyes are for you only The sweetest girl in all the world These words that die before me The sweetest girl in all the world These words that die before me When we walk in the dark I never can tell When when we walk in the dark I never can tell It's just loving it Ooh loving it The sweetest boy in all the world His life has got so lonely The sweetest boy in all the world His life has got so lonely The maddest group in all the world How could they do this to me The maddest group in all the world How could they do this to me What I want I shall take what you think that you know Oh such an awful mistake to never let go When the government falls I wish I could tell When the city calls I never can tell The weakest link in any chain I always want to find it the strongest words in each belief Find out what's behind it The politics is prior to The vagaries of science She left because she understood The value of defiance The sweetest girl in all the world These eyes are for you only The sweetest boy in all the world His life has got so lonely The sweetest girl in all the world These words that die before me (She wants to go, but she don't know why) (Loving it, ooh loving it) The maddest group in all the world How could they do this to me The sweetest boy in all the world His life has got so lonely The sweetest girl in all the world These words that die before me The sweetest boy in all the world His life has got so lonely |
||||||
| 12. |
| 4:01 |
|
|||
|
Arlington house, address: no fixed abode An old man in a three-piece suit sits in the road He stares across the water, he sees right through the lock But on and up like outstretched hands His mumbled words, his fumbled words, mock Further down, a photo booth, a million plastic bags And an old woman filling out a million baggage tags But when she gets thrown out, three bags at a time She spies the old chap in the road to share her bags with She has bags of time Surrounded by his past, on a short white line He sits while cars pass either side, takes his time Trying to remember one better day A while ago when people stopped to hear him say Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes Now she has walked enough through rainy town She rests her bag against his and sits down She's trying to remember one better day A while ago when people stopped to hear her say Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose Walking round you sometimes hear the sunshine Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes The feeling of arriving when you've nothing left to lose |
||||||
| 13. |
| 3:51 |
|
|||
|
You're looking and listening and hoping
that things are changing for the better You're trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth sir You're looking and listening and hoping that things will change for better Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother I just left Victoria Gardens And walked through cardboard city land A burnt out star was asking How would I like to shake his hand I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry) And wondered where did we go wrong? We're looking and listening and hoping that things are changing for the better Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry) And wondered where did we go wrong? Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better (Only time can tell) It's a bloody fine situation That we find ourselves in He said something I couldn't mention (here) And we laughed with him again I walked on in no hurry (hurry hurry hurry) And wondered where did we go wrong? Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better And trying to see if what you're teaching is the truth sir She said it's for the good of us all (of us all, of us all, of us all) Looking listening hoping that things are changing for the better Don't want to preach or teach the blues to you now brother I'm not so sure (sure, sure, sure) And now it is early evening I look across grey Leicester Square A large and silent crowd were walking Said they had every right to be there |
||||||
| 14. |
| 8:38 |
|
|||
|
Buster, he sold the heat with a rock-steady beat
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey you, Don't watch that, watch this Whoa, what? Two pots of gold And I'm sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam Sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam Sailing across the sea to see my Uncle Sam I am sailing across the sea to be with my Uncle Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam Good morning miss Can I help you son? Sixteen today and up for fun I'm a big boy now or so they say so If you'll serve me I'll be on my way Box of balloons, with the feather-light touch Pack of party poppers, that pop in the night A toothbrush and hairspray, plastic grin Mrs Clay on the corner has just walked in Welcome to the house of fun now I've come of age Welcome to the house of fun Welcome to the lion's den, temptation's on it's way Welcome to the house of... Naughty boys in nasty schools, headmasters breaking all the rules Having fun and playing fools, smashing up the woodwork tools All the teachers in the pub, passing 'round the ready-rub Trying not to think of when the lunch-time bell will ring again Oh what fun we had but did it really turn out bad All I learnt at school was how to bend not break the rules Oh what fun we had but at the time it seemed so bad Trying different ways to make a difference to the days Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers One step beyond Waiter Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Blue train taking me from you Take time for your pleasure and laugh with love Take the hand of another and sing for the wings of a dove Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove Whoa, whoa, for the wings of a... My girl's mad at me, I didn't wanna see the film tonight I found it hard to say, she thought I'd had enough of her I tell you I didn't do it, 'cause I wasn't there Don't blame me, it just isn't fair You listen to their side now listen to mine Can't think of a story, sure you'll find me sometime Now pass the blame and don't blame me Just close your eyes and count to three (One two three) Then I'll be gone and you'll forget The broken window, TV set Received a letter just the other day Don't seem they wanna know you no more They've laid it down given you their score Within the first two lines it bluntly read You're not to come and see us no more Keep away from our door, don't come 'round here no more What on Earth did you do that for? My name is Michael Caine What? My name is Michael Caine In the morning I awake My arms, my legs, my body aches The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day So begins another weary day Tomorrow's just another day, just another day, just another day Tomorrow's just another day I think we got it there, don't you? It must get better in the long run, has to get better in the long run I think we got it there, don't you? |
||||||
|
