Hang up your jeans, put out your school clothes Tune in for the top ten Monday morning's hours away Say goodbye to the weekend Slip between the sheets With my brand new friend Doo wah - sugar baby love (Sugar baby love) Another night alone, a manic episode Underneath the covers with the lights out Doo wah - where did the sad songs go? (Sugar baby love) They've faded far too low inside my radio Underneath the covers with the lights out Underneath the covers with the lights out Hells angels on TV And youy biker '73 Sew on patch - cycle chains, Iron cross on your C&A's Can't get in the disco Can't dance anyway Doo wah - sugar baby love (Sugar baby love) Another night alone, a manic episode Underneath the covers with the lights out Doo wah - where did the sad songs go? (Sugar baby love) The future's made of coal, the past is made of gold Underneath the covers with the lights out Underneath the covers with the lights out Na na na na na na na na na Na na na na no no no no-ah Come on baby do the jukebox jive Rock and roll will never die Can't dance, you look like a freak But at least you're still alive You developed late Weren't the nineties great? Doo wah - sugar baby love (Sugar baby love) Another night alone, a manic episode Underneath the covers with the lights out Doo wah - where did the sad songs go? (Sugar baby love) They've faded far too low inside my radio Underneath the covers with the lights out Underneath the covers with the lights out Underneath the covers with the lights out Underneath the covers with the lights out Doo wah
Your star is descending Round here blindly Tell your dancing daughter That there's no room on the wing We can bitch but it ain't tinsel town Hey! Starchild Can't dance Left out on a useless limb This party will start To drag you down Slap your face And pull your hair Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this skin is shed Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this thing is dead I was in traction started off smiling Couldn't help laughing I was astounded when They caught you unaware And some missionary said That this week we've got to shoot All the dancing girls And then replace them With satellites instead Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this skin is shed Bailed out, bailed out Bailed out, this thing is dead Like to see something change Around here, around there
They were failing dutifully If you're going to fail at all Failing came more easily Than it did to us all And I wanted to be there See them again It was easy to see they were The best band to be in I gave up drugging When you spiked my drink Stopped freeloading When I could not get in I gave up singing When I was told I could not dance Knew my place in the world When I heard them start Woke up Sunday morning With a hole the size of my pool Couldn't believe I'd grown so ugly Couldn't believe I'd been so cruel I should've set back Thought about their past East coast to west coast How they'd struggled for their art Some people were born to write Some people were born to dance Thought I knew my place in the world Thought I knew my art Glad to be there, see them begin It was easy to see They were the best band to be in American Guitars...
Junk shop clothes Will get you nowhere Theyre out of season Its betrayal with no treason Junk shop clothes Will get you... There is no reason why Your mother was a seamstress
Claim soutine never spent A thrift shop dime In this life Lenny bruce never walked In a dead mans shoes Even for one night
Junk shop clothes Will get you nowhere No summer pavilion No shooting season Junk shop clothes Will get you... For the rest of your life And the sun never shone On your frame pale and wan
Who cares about your mystic lies Is it a claim to some reality I found myself barefoot on stones I don't think 'It was meant to be' I don't think 'It just had to be' So how can it be pre-arranged When there's no order anyway I found myself barefoot on stone I don't think it was destiny It wasn't in the stars that day Good fortune smile On my ascendant star Take heed, small talk Don't trust the stars I know that it's insufferable Visionary can be so vain To think that somewhere There's a path for you I know it makes it seem mundane It makes it all seem so mundane Good fortune smile On my ascendant star Take heed, small talk Don't trust the stars
First child and a showbiz son Always hide where you come from Mother got out rehab And I was born I was starstruck When I was young It's never too soon To tread the boards I was in Vaudeville At age gave My career took Its first nosedive I've been starstruck All my life Starstruck, starstruck over you Starstruck, I'm struck dumb by you Starstruck, I struck out of luck I was always starstruck Can't get an agent For a child star My act effete and failing So I moved To the old backlot Where I exercise daily CHORUS Now you're between A peak time show I hear you're now married She was born to be seen Not to be carried CHORUS
In my role As a groundbreaker As a pallbearer In my past life As a benefactor My lost years As an actor The stars are brighter Are lighter Than they have been for years Those stars are tighter At one time I've never seen so many How could I be wrong? In my role As a peacemaker As a lifesaver In your room As a plan hatcher A soul snatcher
When I first met you You were not house trained A backwoods trier The world's your oyster Your time is mine What's yours is mine all mine There's no honour Among thieves So we worked together A varied rich and famous crime You had your motives I had mine For a soul to find Little piece rub off on mine Trinkets, memorabilia Diamonds for the taking One man's treasure never meant a thing When I was housebreaking Took a buckshot landing >From my most famous client Must have lost it in the fall Came away empty handed When I first met you I was not housetrained
Never saw your driver's eyes Or me on parking street We were planning your demise Your chauffeur's tired But you're still on heat Downtown, you're burning down I'm sick of parking cars... There are only - two people here Who are worthy Of your pool and your palace So stand down now Stand down You're standing down... Never thought I'd see the day When your pale face turned grey Got no guts, got no fame Your epitaph Sorely missed Your unfaithful slave Home again Housesitting again Rifle through Your possessions and stuff Things that you Are ashamed of Home again, housesitting again Looking through photos At the back of your drawer The way that you looked When you were small You're safe, there's no prowler No creeper in your lane It's better than drugs, it's cool To be in your home again Home again, housesitting again It's just a little bit far >From the main crowd Reading your poems When you're not around Home again, housesitting again Hospital letter, a clinic on hold A test that you took Awaiting results
They were hanging on For grim life They were clutching at straws They were sure That the ship was at port As it sailed far from shore They were keen philosophers They were keen on hurt They were like A pair of dumb dogs Rolling in the dirt (That's) you and Your idiot brother Waiting in the wing Which one holds up the other Which one pulls the string One bite of the apple One chop at the tree Is your word as good as your bond Your stammer, your honesty You could have it for free Because nothing works For no-one And that won't work for me Nothing works For no-one at all No-one works for free We were getting on famously I was doing my bit They got no claim on me So send me a writ I was walking Around your house In the middle of the night Home medicine erotica Is your prescription right? I want to kill your sister With some business advice Never question your loyalty On the telephone line And what about our fat friend With the golden ear Upped and left Turned down your best shot Now you're in arrears
Early years were a shroud man Only a grey cloud shot in the dark Hanging out with your dad His plans for revenge In some hick-town caravan park
Never keep a good one Never keep a good one Never keep a good one down
Early years were a dreadnought Waiting to tread board And my work down the pan Hanging round By the back door One foot in the stage door Some disaffected fly-by-man
Never keep a good one Never keep a good one Never keep a good one down
Got wired by a cable Got wild on a table Scared the shit out of me All for the free state The snow and the greasepaint I left the singing family
Never keep a good one Never keep a good one Never keep a good one down
Home again Housesitting again Rifle through Your possessions and stuff Things that you Are ashamed of Home again, housesitting again Looking through photos At the back of your drawer The way you looked When you were small
You're safe, therec￡o no prowler No creeper in your lane It's better than drugs, it's cool To be in your home again
Home again, housesitting again It's just a little bit far From the main crowd reading your poems When you're not around Home again Hospital letter, a clinic hold A test that you took Awaiting results
UK / 1993 / British rock - ★★★★★
으음. 뭔가 있어 보인다. 오뙤르. 영화(음악?)감독. 왠지 작가주의 냄새도 날 법하다. 그런데 문제는 당최 이네들의 이름이 생소하다는 것. 93년이라면 이미 스웨이드Suede를 필두로 브릿팝이라는 물건이 바다건너 멀리 떨어진 이곳까지 스멀스멀 잘도 기어왔던 시기였건만 오뙤르라는 이름은 낯설...
웬지 기분이 우울한 한밤중.. 신나는 음악을 듣기에는 기분이 더럽고.. 또 슬픈 노래를 듣자니 완전히 맛탱이가 가버릴 거 같은 날... 정말 선뜻 플레이어에 넣을 만한 씨디를 찾아내느니 차라리 이불 속에 웅크리고 누워 꿈나라로 가기 위해 조용히 몽롱하게 누워있고 싶을 때.. 당신은 어떻게 하는가? 본인은 한밤중 기분이 꿀꿀하고 칙칙할 때 서랍 속에 꼬불쳐 둔 소주 한 병과 함께 이 음반을 찾는다.
Luke Haines - Guitar/Harmonium/Vocals
James Banbury - Cellos/Hammond/korg
Alice Readman - Bass
Barney. C. Rockford - Drums
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