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1. |
| 3:32 | ||||
Hurry up
Don't slow down Pick a time Don't let hands pull you down If you're waiting Have it up Move along Say goodbye Don't let words stay too long If you're leaving It read We missed you Between the lines It said hold it high With a smile Speak out loud With the mind of a child If you're lucky It read We missed you Between the lines It said hurry up We really must be going there's no time to delay We have to leave our message because we can't stay It really is important so remember take care Please keep on moving 'cos there's nobody there It read We missed you Between the lines it said We've waited for so long But now it's time t-t-to keep moving along Here and there are the signs On the road give way to stop and go When you're moving It read We missed you Between the lines it said We've waited for so long But now it's time to to to keep moving along Keep moving, you've got to keep moving Keep, keep, you've got to keep moving to keep moving along |
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2. |
| 3:38 | ||||
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 |
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3. |
| 3:06 | ||||
With the ease of a practised smile
The tears of a crocodile Well shake then wash your hands Of the smell of foreign land The propaganda woman said It might be worse you could be dead Now we've an impressive show Let's wind it up and watch it go Still a strange thing to me Is there's no place I'd rather be Rollercoasting backwards to Up and down and turning blue No pie in the sky For the small man gets smaller But a poke in the eye From an unwelcome caller Still a strange thing to me Is there's no place I'd rather be Rollercoasting backwards to Up and down and turning blue Policeman's eyes on overload A fractured island might explode A million pieces washed ashore From Disneyland to Warsaw Let's have a rehearsal run An underground holiday in the sun Take time to sit and reflect A white wall where the sun collects Still a strange thing to me Is there's no place I'd rather be Rollercoasting backwards to Up and down and turning blue |
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4. |
| 4:06 | ||||
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 |
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5. |
| 3:29 | ||||
It's been some time since the smile upon my face Had I sneaked previewing town It's been a while since I gave chase It's been some time since the girl from round my way Came and took me by the hand Been a long time since I came around I can remember when I stood on my head Walking straight across the ground Still picture their laughing faces Catch me, I'm falling into my past Catch me, the deeper the louder the laugh I was told to grow up soon, face my consequences Being told it was high time, high time to come to my senses Climbing up to the top floor, stood the look of pleasure Such a silly aged man with an attic full of treasure Catch me, I'm falling into my past Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh I remember when I was ten, things were somewhat better then Time went by so easily, is this the way life's supposed to be? But looking back I wonder why it seems to pass so quickly by Memories can make you cry, I close my eyes, my tears I try to hide I was thinking about Tamer Lane Of all the funny places I was thinking, a short time ago Catch me, I'm falling into my past Catch me, the deeper the louder the laugh Catch me, I'm falling into my past Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh |
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6. |
| 3:36 | ||||
The latest and greatest ... amazing arrival No conscience, no shame ... for the game of survival Thieves and villains ... and fraudulent swindlers Gathered in tribute ... with masks of respect A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful Let the band play a waltz into mischief The chairman is speaking ... instructs the apprentice All faces are turned ... to the wizard of sentence Years of experience ... fall from his tongue Like teardrops to puddles ... they rippled among A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful Let the band play a waltz into mischief This kid of the cowboys ... of fastest deception Writes down his kiddings ... to ruptuous reception Calls on the crowd ... of white-pointed heads To check on the carpets ... while we're in our beds (Nelly the elephant packed her trunk and said goodbye to the circus) A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful Let the band play a waltz into mischief A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful Let the band play a waltz into mischief A big hand, hurray! Oh come on you trustful Let the band play a waltz into mischief |
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7. |
| 3:16 | ||||
More leverage was passed today
From the radio I heard him say I fixed another lock on my toilet door House to house checks will commence throughout Looking at my prize possessions Trying to remember which ones I own I could be up for a week's detention Without a line I could die in there Another law was passed today Cut price bullets in your hardware store And to pass your time of stay Life size cutouts are your target score Throwing open the windows And screaming down the street Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat Star shaped badge that shines upon Comes free in your bumper pack But if it's left around too long It'll burn right through to your back Throwing open the windows And screaming down the street Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat Shipped direct via the Isle of Man The money maker shows his face He breeds his fear across the land Then casts off without a trace Eight o'clock and all is well Until the brand new beat You can smell the brand new beat Can you hear the brand new beat You can hear the brand new beat Can you smell the brand new beat |
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8. |
| 4:31 | ||||
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 |
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9. |
| 3:13 | ||||
One night in a cold sweat
I heard the call So without fear and free from fright I walked tall As I crept the passages Only just but faint In and out of the central heating It came and then went Samantha, Samantha dear I have to be gone Samantha, oh Samantha dear But ooh, she slept on Well I've itched a thousand itches But this one tops them all While crouched down with an ear to the ground I saw the call Springing up in disbelief The supension spilt And peering in a bathroom mirror Hung the men with guilt Samantha, Samantha dear I have to be gone Samantha, oh Samantha dear But ooh, she slept on One night in a cold sweat I heard the call So without fear and free from fright I walked tall Samantha, Samantha dear I have to be gone Samantha, oh Samantha dear But Samantha, Samantha dear I have to be gone Samantha, oh Samantha dear But There were all sorts of funny faces Being pulled But mine was the funniest face Samantha, Samantha dear I have to be gone Samantha, oh Samantha dear But ooh, she slept on |
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10. |
| 3:07 | ||||
Scouring through the wasteland
With an uge to take Anything that comes into view Only ten more puffs to tea time I've found eating so time consuming WIllie, oh Willie she cried It's time for tea WIllie, where in hell has he gone It's time for tea South of the wateland at your D.I.Y. The inconsiderate rings his till Offering plans of easy credit Claims he'll cause a killing in the school half term WIllie, oh Willie she cried It's time for tea WIllie, where in hell has he gone It's time for tea And welly well well well what have I found here A hiding place made by frigid air I think I'll try it on and give my mates a scare They'll all be searching neither here nor there WIllie, oh Willie she cried It's time for tea WIllie, where in hell has he gone It's time for tea Long depress of autumn breeze Sucking on a rubber back teeth Plays into the hands of the hardware man Who selfishly "I don't care" |
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11. |
| 4:14 | ||||
A train ride Till tuesday A platform far away Scarlet shades of evening Move clouds so grey The waking Ariving The dirty station where He passes crouds of people Who Don't see him there He's a desert island man A forgien man who's cast away Stranded in this home from home >From his family far away Home This is it This is it Is this my heart I miss you with all my heart This is not Is this not my home One shoe-laced cardboard suitcase One passport from he came One room for a light bulb Where no one's been Sticks and stones My old bones It's now nineteen fifty-four When then I could fight But not any more The city room Where is my room He thinks of home far away Home This is it This is it Is this my heart I miss you with all my heart This is not Is this not my home I thik I'm geting old Well the climate's changed Stranded on this island While others change He's a desert island man A forgien man who's cast away Stranded in this home from home >From his family far away How is it when you feel it Do you know what gets you down You're looking in the windows When you walk this town >From the L.P./Cassette "Keep Moving |
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12. |
| 4:00 | ||||
Well we change from one extreme to another
Can you help me with my shame I didn't mean to when I kicked and punched >From nowhere this demon came Forgive me for this mindless mood Accept this honest plea Don't use me for the devil's food And throw away the key Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame I only meant to wipe away the cries With the softness of my hand I didn't mean to break the tie I'm after all a family man Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame Give me the reason Give me a reason I am the master of this house Don't try to run away I tried the same things at your age And I was also made to pay Forgive me for this mindless mood Accept this honest plea Don't use me for the devil's food And throw away the key Mister patience and Misses alike Upon and throughout the land A lot of attention With a heap of affection Wouldn't go astray Give me a reason so I've got Someone else to blame Give me the reason so I've got Something else to blame This is the reason, one of the reasons I am the reason so I've got only myself to blame I am the reason so I've got no-one else to blame |