Neil Codling [Suede]

Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it's our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it1s our looseness,

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say,
The words we1ve heard and the music we play,
Maybe it's our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it's the times we1ve had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it's our sweetness,

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the street,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...

We got a love that's cold as stone
We got a love to a violent home
We got a love that ain't got no name

We kiss our love with lips like pain
We got a lotta electricity
We got a love like AC/DC
We got a love that ain't got no shame
We kiss our love with lips like pain,
Kissing our love with lips like pain

I said, "Oh it's bigger than the universe
bigger than the universe,
bigger than the 2 of us.
Oh it's bigger than you and me
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

We got a love like a violent mind
We get our love from the white, white lines,
We got a love that ain't got no name,
We got a love that ain't got no name,

We kiss our love with lips like pain
We got a love from the nowhere towns,
We got a love like electric sounds
We got a love that ain't got no shame
We kiss our love with lips like pain
Kissing our love with lips like pain

I said, "oh it's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the 2 of us
Oh it's bigger than you and me
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

Oh it's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the 2 of us
Oh it's bigger than you and me
We got a love between us that's like electricity

She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse
And she going where the lights are on
She shaking obscene like a fucking machine
And she's gone, gone, gone

She cooking crack giving us heart attack
And she living in a kooky show,
She open your mind for the millionth time
And then go, go, go

And she got everything she needs
And she got pretty, pretty feet
And she got flowers in her hair, yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah

She shaking the scene outside, in between,
And she rocking to the loony tunes,
And she make love and swallowed a dove
In her room, room, room,

She speeding away through the city today
And she living in a kooky show
With show life, low life watching her go
and then moan, moan, moan,

And she got everything she needs
(harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she got pretty, pretty feet
(painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah)
And she got flowers in her hair, yeah, yeah
(daffodils from window sills)
She got savoir faire, yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire yeah yeah

I feel real now walking like a woman
and talking like a stone age man,
I feel real now talking like buddha
and doing it again
I get kick I rip it up, kick it up,
take it like a teenage tough,
And feel real now talking like sugar
and shaking that stuff,

Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing I can't get enough

I feel schizo every so psycho,
kicking at an old tin can,
I feel real like a man like a woman,
like a woman like a man
I make dead space feel like a head
case take it like a teenage tough
And feel real now watching those
wheels and shaking that stuff,

Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough

I feel real now walking like a woman
and talking like a stone age man
I feel real now talking
like Buddha and doing it again
So give me this and give me
that smother me and give me
some of that bad stuff,
I feel real now talking like sugar
and shaking that stuff,

Singing "I can't get enough"
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough

Watch the early morning sun
Drip like blood from the day
See the buzy people run
So many games to play
See the blue suburban dream
Under the jet plane sky
Sleep away and dream a dream
Life is just a lullaby

Oh, and everything will flow
Oh you know everything will flow
Oh

Watch the day begin again
Whispering into the night
See the busy people play
Hurrying under the light
A million cars, a million trains
Under the jet plane sky
Nothing lost and nothing gained
Life is just a lullaby

Oh and everything will flow
Oh I said everything will flow
Oh you know everything will flow
Oh
Oh and everything will flow
Oh you know everything will flow

The neon lights in the night tonight
will say "everything will flow"
The stars that shine in the open sky
will say "everything will flow"
The lovers kissed with an openness
will say "everything will flow"
The cars parked in the hypermarket
know "everything will flow

All the people in your life say you're down
And the strangers in the night say you're down
And the loonies on the right say you're down,
and you're down,
And the ambulances sigh that you're down,
And the traffic speeding by says you're down,
And the people in your mind say you're down,
and you're down

Hey, you chase the day away,
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
And there's a sadness in your eyes,
And there's a blankness in your smile,

And the people in the park say you're down,
And the strangers in the dark say you're down,
And the pissheads in the bars, say you're down
and you're down
And the audiences cry that you're down
And the ambulances sigh that you're down,
And the boyfriends in your life say you're down
and you're down

Hey, you chase the day away
Hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
And there's a sadness in your style
And there's a blankness in your smile

Hey you chase the day away
Hey you draw the blinds and blow your mind away
And there's a sadness in your style
And there's a madness in your smile

She's the face on the radio
She's the body on the morning show
She's there shaking it out on the scene
She's the colour of a magazine
And she's in fashion
She's in fashion

She's employed where the sun don't set
And she's the shape of a cigarette
And she's the shake of a tambourine
And she's the colour of a magazine
And she's in fashion
And she's in fashion

Oh and if she tells you 2 is 1
then 2 is 1 my love,
Oh and if she tells you, you should know
then you should know my love

She is strung out on a TV dream
And she's the taste of gasoline
And she's as similar as you can get
To the shape of a cigarette
And she's in fashion
And she's in fashion

(And the sunshine it blows my mind
and the wind blows my brain)

Watching all the women shaking, slimming
Walking down the roads again
Looking at the lovers under covers
come in and let's pretend
Watching all the school girls breaking the rules
running round and having sex
Watching all the women shaking slimming
Come in an cash the cheques

The suburban girls and they're making noise
And they're making eyes at suburban boys

Watching all the lovers under cover
Watching all the roads bend
Listening to lulu, amazulu
Come in and let's pretend

Watching all the women shaking slimming
Walking down the road again
Seeming like a school boy watching you boy
Come in and let's pretend

The suburban girls, and they're making noise
And they're making eyes at suburban boys
Suburban girls and they're making noise
And they're making eyes at suburban boys
At suburban boys
At suburban boys
At suburban boys

Lonely skies,
Empty minds,
We walk by to the rock and rhyme
I said "Oh, come on do it again"

City signs,
Business minds,
We walk by with head hi-fi
You know oh, I wanna do it again

And we loose it to the music,
And we loose it to the beat
And get stupid, come on loose it
Cos it all means nothing to me

So give me head, give me head,
give me head music instead

Oh is it all in the mind?
So give me head, give me head,
give me head music instead
You know, oh yes it's all in the mind

Kids get high,
Cities die,
We just smile cos it's all inside
You know, oh yes it's all in the mind

So come on loose it to the music
And loose it to the beat
And get stupid, come on loose it
Cos it all means nothing to me

Come on come on and
Give me head, give me head,
give me head music instead...

I love that deafening, thundering sound
That sounds like buildings tumbling down,
And people wish that they weren't around
When we all rock and roll into town

We hear those fearful, piercing screams
The kind you find on cinema screens
And if they're fit to burst at the seams
If they could say what all of this means

I am, I am the elephant man
It is incredible how I can,
Look just like, just like an elephant man,
Just like, just like my elephant fans

We love that satisfying, rattling crash
The sound of registers full of cash
We'll be all over your town like a rash
We'll steal your children and smoke all your hash

I am, I am the elephant man
It is incredible how I can
Look just like, just like an elephant man,
Just like, just like my elephant fans

I love that deafening, thundering sound
That sounds like buildings tumbling down
And people wish that they weren't around
When we all rock and roll into town

I am, I am the elephant man
It is incredible how I can,
Look just like, just like an elephant man,
Just like, just like my elephant fans

We are, we are the elephant men
Take heed, we'll be stampeding again
Look out all of you fairweather friends
Because elephants never forget

Slipping through the city, sliding train to train
Sulking on the subway, music in our brain
She and me together in the city sound
Me and Mona Lisa on the underground

Hi-fi in the white city yeah yeah
Hi-fi in the white city yeah yeah

Slipping through the city sliding brain to brain
Sulking on the subway listening to the train
She and me together speed through space and time
Graffiti in our eyes and music in our mind

Hi-fi in the white city, yeah, yeah...

Open up my heart and see what's inside
Take a look inside me, inside my mind
And you'll see my heart is broke in two
'Cos I've seen the real you

Images of violence fill up my mind
And you see the silence feel it inside
And you'll see my heart is brok in two
Cos I've seen the real you

So sad we seem, so far we've been
She knows the scene
And I see your heart is broken too
'Cos I've seen the real you
Seen the real you

Tears on a pillow
Eyes on the phone
You pour all the love that you keep inside
Into a song
Like "He's Gone"
And these are the thoughts that you keep inside

You smile from your window
And stand all alone
And pour all the love that you keep inside
Into the phone
Into the phone

And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains
and the lives that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song

With the style of a widow
And the place of your own
You pour all the words that you keep inside
Into the phone
And sit alone

Cos these are the thoughts that you keep inside
And you smile from your window
And stand all alone
And pour all the love that you keep inside
Into a song
into a song

And like the leaves on the trees,
Like the Carpenters song,
Like the planes and the trains and the
lives that were young He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song

And like the stains on the names of the
lives of the young He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song

So gone, so gone...

Draw the blinds and watch the show,
Heard it on the radio,
Saw it on the news today,
I heard the lonely people say
"There's a great big crack in the union jack"
There's a great big crack in the union jack

Another day, another low,
Another midday TV show,
Saw it on the news today,
Heard the lonely people say
"There's a great big crack in the union jack"
There's a great big crack in the union jack,
In the union jack

Maybe maybe it's the clothes we wear
The tasteless bracelets
and the dye in our hair
Maybe it's our kookiness
Or maybe maybe
it's our nowhere towns
Our nothing places and our
cellophane sounds
Maybe it's our looseness
But we're trash you and me
We're the litter on the breeze
We're the lovers on the streets
Just trash me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do
Or Maybe maybe
it's the things we say
The words we've heard
and the music we play
Maybe it's our cheapness
Or maybe maybe
it's the times we've had
The lazy days and the crazes
and the fads
Maybe it's our sweetness
But we're trash you and me
We're the litter on the breeze
We're the lovers on the streets
Just trash me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do

We're trash you and me
We're the lovers on the streets
We're the litter on the breeze
Just trash me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do
We're trash you and me
We're the lovers on the streets
We're the litter on the breeze
Just trash me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do

Filmstar propping up the bar
driving in a car it looks so easy
Filmstar propping up the bar
driving in a car tonight
Filmstar giving it class
living it fast it looks so easy
Filmstar giving it class
living it fast tonight
What to believe in
it's impossible to say
What to believe in
when they change your name
wash your brain
play the game again
yeah yeah yeah
Filmstar elegance
a terylene shirt
it looks so easy
Filmstar
an elegant sir in a
terylene shirt tonight
Filmstar propping up the bar
driving in a car
it looks so easy
Filmstar propping up the bar
driving in a car tonight
What to believe in
it's impossible to say
What to believe in
when they change your name
wash your brain
play the game again
Yeah yeah yeah

What to believe in
it's impossible to say
What to believe in
when they change your name
wash your brain
play the game again

Here they come
with their make up on
as lovely as the clouds
come and see them
Boys and girls
and their mums and their words
and their romances
and jobs and their sons
Barking mad kids
lonely dads
who drug it up to
give it some meaning
From the raves
to the council estates
they're reminding us
there's things to be done
But you and me
all we want to be is lazy
you and me
so lazy

Here they come gone 7am
getting satellite and
Sky getting cable
Bills and Bens and their mums
and their friends
who just really
really want to be loved
Uncle Teds and their
legendary vests
helping out around the disabled
From the flats and the maisonettes
they're reminding us
there's things to be done
But you and me
all we want to be is lazy
you and me
so lazy

you and me
all we want to be is lazy
you and me
so lazy
you and me
all we want to be is lazy
you and me
so lazy
It's you and me
it's you and me
it's you and me

She can walk out anytime
anytime she wants to walk out
that's fine
She can walk out anytime
anytime she feels that
life has passed her by
I start my new life
I won't touch the ground
I'm gonna try hard this time
not to touch the ground

He can walk out anytime
anytime he wants to walk out
that's fine
He can walk out anytime
across the sand
into the sea
into the brine
I start my new life
I won't touch the ground
I'm gonna try hard this time
not to touch the ground
So we sold the car and quit the job
and shook some hands
and wiped the make up right off
And we said our goodbyes to
the bank
left Seven Sisters for a room
in a seaside shack
I start my new life
I won't touch the ground
I'm gonna try hard this time
not to touch the ground

it's by the sea we'll breed
it's by the sea we'll breed
it's by the sea we'll breed
it's by the sea we'll breed
into the sea we'll bleed
into the sea we'll bleed
into the sea we'll bleed
into the sea we'll bleed
into the sea

She
walking like a killer
She
another night another pillow
Now here places
now here faces
no one wants to
see
No education
it's the arse of the nation
She is bad
she is bored
she is bony
she is
She
sh shaking up the karma
She
i njecting marijuana
Now here places
now here faces
no one wants to
see
No education
it's the arse of the nation
She is bad
she is bored
she is bony she is
she

she

she

Now here faces
now here places
no one wants to be
No stimulation
in this privatisation
She is bad
she is bored
she is bony
she is
She
She
She
She
She
She
She
She
She

Oh High on
diesel and gasoline
psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits
to the hits
Oh Drag acts
drug acts suicides
in your dad's suits you hide
staining his name again
Oh Cracked up stacked up 22
psycho for sex and glue
lost it to Bostik yeah
Oh Shaved heads rave heads
on the pill
got too much time to kill
get into bands and gangs
Oh here they come
the beautiful ones
the beautiful ones
La la la la la
Here they come
the beautiful ones
the beautiful ones
La la la la la
La la loved up doved up
hung around
stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat
to the beat
Oh High on diesel
and gasoline
psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits
to the hits
Oh here they come
the beautiful ones
the beautiful ones
La la la la la
Here they come
the beautiful ones
the beautiful ones
Oh oh You don't
think about it
You don't do without it
because you're beautiful
Yeah yeah
And if your baby
is going crazy
that's how you made me La la
And if your baby
is going crazy
that's how you made me Woh woh
And if your baby
is going crazy
that's how you made me
La la la la la
La la La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
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La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
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La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la

She's star star crazy
electric shock bog brush hair
Flat on her back in the 80's
in the 90's going nowhere
Star star crazy
got a kicking transistor inside
A heavy metal stutter
that brains me
and an electric love in her eyes

Oh she don't want education
She got nothing to say
She got no imagination
Why does she feel this way
Cos she's star star crazy
getting stupid on the streets
tonight
and shaking like a
mechanical thing
with an electric love in her eyes

Oh she don't want education
She got nothing to say
She got no imagination
So why does
Why does she feel this way
Why does she feel this way

she don't want education
She got nothing to say
She got no imagination
Why does she feel this way
Oh she don't want education
She got nothing to say
She got no imagination
Why does she feel this way
Oh she don't want education
She got nothing to say
She got no imagination
Why does she feel this way
Why does she feel this way
Why does she feel this way

I'm so sorry to hear about the news,
Don't you worry, I'll buy us a bottle
and well drink in the petrol fumes,
I'm so sorry to hear about your world,
Don't you worry,
There's a gap in the fence down
by the nature reserve,
Hey, such a lovely day
such a lovely day, Such fun,
looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one.
I'm so sorry to hear the news today,
Don't you worry,
There's been a speeding disaster
so we'll go to the motorway,
I'm so sorry to hear about the scene,
Don't you worry, Just put on your trainers
and get out of it with me,
Hey, such a lovely day,
such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one.
Hey, such a lovely day, such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lorries
in the litter with my lovely one,
We could go dancing, we could go walking,
we could go shopping, we could keep talking,
we could go drinking, we could sit thinking,
we could go speeding,
or we could go dreaming, see? oh hey...
such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one.
Hey, such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one.
Hey, such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one.
Hey, such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one, hey.....

And maybe we're just kids who've grown
and maybe not
And maybe when we're on our own
we don't have much
But oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily lead
Oh, with all the kids getting out of their heads
Oh, Class A, Class B
is that the only chemistry
Oh, Class A, Class B
is that the only chemistry between us

And maybe we're just Streatham trash
and maybe not
And maybe we're just capital flash
in a stupid love
But oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily lead
Oh, with all the kids getting out of their heads
Oh, Class A, Class B
is that the only chemistry
Oh, Class A, Class B
is that the only chemistry between us

Oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily lead
Oh, with all the kids getting out of their heads
Oh, Class A, Class B
is that the only chemistry
Oh, Class A, Class B
is that the only chemistry between us

Today she's been working
she's been talking
she's been smoking
it gonna be alright
Cos tonight we'll go dancing
we'll go laughing
we'll get car sick
and it'll be okay
like everyone says
it'll be alright
and ever so nice
We're going out tonight
out and about tonight
Oh whatever makes her happy
on a Saturday night
Oh whatever makes her happy
whatever makes it alright
Today she's been sat there
sat there in a black chair
office furniture
but it'll be alright
Cos tonight we'll go drinking
we'll do silly things
and never let the winter in
And it'll be okay
like everyone says
it'll be alright
ever so nice
We're going out tonight
out and about tonight
Oh whatever makes her happy
on a Saturday night
Oh whatever makes her happy
whatever makes it alright
we'll go to peepshows
and freak shows
We'll go to discos casinos
We'll go where people go
and let go
oh whatever makes her happy
on a Saturday night
Oh whatever makes her happy
whatever makes it alright
Oh whatever makes her happy
on a Saturday night
Oh whatever makes her happy
whatever makes it alright

We got a love that's not as cold as stone
We got a love from a violent home
We got a love and it got no name
We kiss our love with lips like pain

We got a lotta electricity
We got a love like an AC/DC
We got a love and it got no shame
We kiss the love with lips like pain
Kissing our love with our lips like pain

I said oh-oh
It's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the 2 of us

Oh-oh, it's bigger than you and me
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

We got a love like a violent mind
We get our love from the white white lines
We got a love and it got no name
We kiss our love with the lips like pain

We got a love from the nowhere towns
We got a love like electric sounds
We got a love and it got no shame
We kiss our love with our lips like pain
Kissing our love with our lips like pain

I said oh-oh
It's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the universe
It's bigger than the 2 of us

Oh-oh, it's bigger than you and me
We got a love between us and it's like electricity

she live in a house, she stupid as a mouse
and she going where the lights are on,
she shaking obscene like a fucking machine
and she's gone, gone, gone
she cooking crack giving us heart attack
and she living in a kooky show,
she open your mind for the millionth time
and then go, go, go

and she got everything she needs
and she got pretty, pretty feet,
and she got flowers in her hair, yeah, yeah
she got savoir faire, yeah, yeah

she shaking the scene outside, in between,
and she rocking to the looney tunes,
and she make love and swallow a dove
in her room, room, room,

she speeding away thru the city today
and she living in a kooky show

with show life, low life watching her
go and then move, move, move,

and she got everything she needs
(harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah yeah)
and she got pretty, pretty feet
(painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah)
and she got flowers in her hair
(daffodils from windowsills)
she got savoir faire, yeah, yeah

I feel real now walking like a
woman and talking
like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like
buddha and doing it again
I get kick I rip it up kick it
up take it like a teenage tough
I feel real now talking like
sugar and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
I feel schizo every so psycho
kicking at an old tin can
I feel real like a man like a
woman like a woman like a man
I make dead space feel like a
headcase take it like
a teenage tough
And feel real now watching those
wheels and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
I feel real now walking like
a woman and talking
like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like
buddha and doing it again
So give me this and give me that
smother me and give me
some of that bad stuff
I feel real now talking like
sugar and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough

음원불량...2008.7.14



Watch the early morning sun
Drip like blood from the day
이른 아침의 햇살을 지켜봐
하루의 혈액이 흘러넘치는 것 같아

See the pretty people run
So many games to play
바삐 움직이는 아름다운 이들을 봐
각자의 목적을 위해서

See the blue suburban dream
Under the jet plane sky
변두리 사람들의 우울한 꿈을 봐
제트 비행기가 나는 하늘 아래의

Sleep away and dream and dream
Life is just a lullaby
끊임없이 잠을 자며 꿈을 꿔대 봐
삶은 단지 자장가일 뿐이야

*
Oh and everything will flow
Oh you know everything will flow
그리고 모든 것은 흘러갈 거야
넌 모든 것이 흘러갈 거라는 걸 알고 있어

Watch the day begin again
Whispering into the night
다시금 하루가 시작되는 걸 지켜봐
속삭이는 듯한 밤으로부터

See the pretty people play
Hurrying under the light
아름다운 이들의 움직임을 봐
빛 아래서 서두르고 있어

A million cars a million trains
Under the jet plane skies
백만 대의 자동차, 백만 대의 열차
제트 비행기가 나는 하늘 아래의

Nothing lost and nothing gained
Life is just a lullaby
아무 것도 잃지 않았고 아무 것도 얻지 못했어
삶은 단지 자장가일 뿐이야

* *

The neon lights in the night tonight
will say 'everything will flow'
오늘 밤 네온 불빛은 말할 거야, '모든 것은 흘러갈 거야'

The stars that shine in the open sky
will say 'everything will flow'
열린 하늘에 반짝이는 별빛은 말할 거야, '모든 것은 흘러갈 거야'

The lovers kiss with an openness
will say 'everything will flow'
숨김없이 키스하는 연인들은 말할 거야,' 모든 것은 흘러갈 거야'

The cars parked in the hypermarket
know 'everything will flow'
하이퍼마켓에 주차된 차들은 알고 있어, '모든 것은 흘러갈 거야'

all the people in your life say you're down
and the strangers in the night say you're down
and the loonies on the right say you're down
and you're down
and the ambulances sigh that you're down
and the traffic speeding by says you're down
and the people in your mind say you're down, and you're down

hey, you chase the day away,
hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
there's a sadness in your eyes,
and there's a blankness in your smile,

and the people in the park say you're down,
and the strangers in the dark say you're down,
and the pissheads in the bars, say you're down, and you're down
and the audiences cry that you're down,
and the ambulances sigh that you're down
and the traffic speeding by says you're down, and you're down

hey, you chase the day away
hey, you draw the blinds and blow your mind away,
there's a sadness in your life,
there's a madness in your smile

She's the face on the radio
She's the body on the morning show
She's there shaking it
out on the scene
And she's the colour of a magazine
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
She's employed
where the sun don't set
And she's the shape of a cigarette
And she's the shake of
a tambourine
And she's the colour of a magazine
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
And if she tells you two is one
Then two is one my love
Ah Ah
And if she tells you
you should know
Then you should know my love
She is strung out on a TV dream
And she's the
taste of the gasoline
And she's as similar
as you can get
To the shape of a cigarette
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
And she's in fashion
Ouh Ouh Ouh
The sunshine will blow my mind
And the wind blows my brain
The sunshine will blow my mind
And the wind blows my brain
I said The sunshine
will blow my mind
And the wind blows my brain
sunshine will blow my mind
And the wind blows my brain
I said The sunshine
will blow my mind
And the wind blows my brain
Sunshine will blow my mind
And the wind blow my brain

watching all the women shaping, slimming
walking down the roads again
looking at the lovers under covers,
come in and let's pretend
watching all the school girls breaking the rules,
running round and having sex
watching all the women shaking slimming
come in and cash the cheques
the suburban girls, and they're making noise
and they're making eyes at suburban boys
watching all the lovers under covers,
watching all the roads bend,
listening to lulu, amazulu,
come in and let's pretend
watching all the women shaking slimming
walking down the road again
scheming like a school boy watching you boy
come in and let's be friends
the suburban girls, and they're making noise,
and they're making eyes at suburban boys, at suburban boys

lonely skies, empty minds, we walk by to
the rock and rhyme, i said, "oh, come on do it again"
city signs, business minds, we walk by with
head hi-fi, you know oh, i wanna do it again
and we lose it to the music,
and we lose it to the beat and get stupid, come on lose it
cos it all means nothing to me

so give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
you know oh is it all in the mind?

kids get high, cities die, we just smile cos it's all inside
you know oh yes it's all in the mind
so come on looe it to the music
and lose it to the beat and get stupid, come on lose it
cos it all means nothing to me come on come on
so give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
you know oh cos it's all in the mind? come on come on
give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
you know oh yes it's all in the mind
yes it's all in the mind

i love that deafening, thundering sound
that sounds like buildings tumbling down
and people wish that they weren't around
when we all rock and roll into town

we hear those fearful piercing screams
the kind you find on cinema screens
as if they're fit to burst at the seams
if they could say what all of this means

i am, i am the elephant man
it is incredible how i can
look just like just like an elephant man,
just like, just like my elephant fans

we love that satisfying, rattling crash,
the sound of registers full of cash
we'll be all over your town like a rash
we'll steal your children and smoke all your hash

i am, i am the elephant man,
it is incredible how i can
look just like just like an elephant man,
just like, just like my elephant fans

i love that deafening, thundering sound
that sounds like buildings tumbling down
and people wish that they weren't around
when we all rock and roll into town

i am, i am the elephant man,
it is incredible how i can
look just like just like an elephant man
just like, just like my elephant fans
we are, we are the elephant men,
take heed, we'll be stampeding again
look out all of you fairweather friends
because elephants never forget

slipping through the city, sliding train to train,
sulking on the subway, music in our brain
she and me together in the city sound,
me and mona lisa on the underground,

hi-fi in the white city

slipping through the city, sliding brain to brain
sulking on the subway listening to the trains
she and me together speed through space and time
graffiti in our eyes and music in our mind

hi-fi in the white city, yeah yeah

open up my heart and see what's inside,
take a look inside me, inside my mind
and you'll see my heart is broke in two
'cos i've seen the real you

images of violence fill up my mind,
and you see the silence feel it inside
and you'll see my heart is broke in two
cos i've seen the real you

so sad we seem, so far we've been
she knows the scene
and i see your heart is broken too,
cos i've seen the real you
seen the real you

Tears on a pillow
Eyes on the phone
You pour all the love that you keep inside
Into a song
Like 'He's Gone'
And these are the thoughts that you keep inside
You smile from your window
And stand all alone
And pour all the love that you keep inside
Into the phone
Into the phone
And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
With the style of a widow
And the place of your own
You pour all the words that you keep inside
Into the phone
And sit alone
And these are the thoughts that you keep inside
And smile from your window
And stand all alone
And pour all the love that you keep inside
Into a song
into a song
And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song
So gone
So gone

draw the blinds and watch the show,
heard it on the radio, saw it on the news today
i heard the lonely people say

"there's a great big crack in the union jack"

another day, another low,
another midday tv show, saw it on the news today,
heard the lonely people say

"there's a great big crack in the union jack,
in the union jack."

I feel real now walking like a
woman and talking
like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like
buddha and doing it again
I get kick I rip it up kick it
up take it like a teenage tough
I feel real now talking like
sugar and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
I feel schizo every so psycho
kicking at an old tin can
I feel real like a man like a
woman like a woman like a man
I make dead space feel like a
headcase take it like
a teenage tough
And feel real now watching those
wheels and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
I feel real now walking like
a woman and talking
like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like
buddha and doing it again
So give me this and give me that
smother me and give me
some of that bad stuff
I feel real now talking like
sugar and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough

To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar




High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suite you hide
staining his name again,
Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
lost it to Bostik, yeah.
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time too kill
get into bands and gangs.
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the
beautiful ones
loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat to the beat,
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the
beautiful ones.
You don't think about it,
You don't do without it,
because you're beautiful,
And if your baby's going crazy
that's how you made me,
la, la, la, la

High on diesel and gasoline,
가솔린 디젤 엔진의 속력을 높여
Psycho for drum machine
드럼머신 연주광
Shaking their bits to the hits,
그들은 비트에 맞춰 몸을 흔들고 있다

Drag acts, drug acts, suicides,
드랙퀸 분장, 마약 흡입, 자살,
In your dad's suits you're hide staining his name again,
네가 숨긴 너의 아빠의 양복을 입고 다시 그의 이름을 더럽히고 있다

Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
악명을 떨치는 타락한 스물두살의 섹스광
Lost it to Bostik , yeah,
보스틱을 잃어버렸어
(주 : 'Bostik'은 문구 브랜드로 별 뜻없이 운을 맞추기 위해 사용됨)

Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill,
면도한 머리, 사납게 들끊는 머리속, 피임약 복용
Got too much time to kill
살인을 할 시간은 넘치도록 많아
Get into bands and gangs,
밴드나 갱단에 들어갈 수도 있겠지

Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones, la la la la.....
오, 여기 그들이 온다, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이,
Here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones, la la la la....
그들이 오고 있어, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이

Loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
사랑스럽고 순수한 사람들이 외로운 도시에서 약에 취해 배회하고 있다
Shaking their meat to the beat,
그들의 몸은 박자에 따라 흔들린다

High on diesel and gasoline,
가솔린 디젤 엔진의 속력을 높여
Psycho for drum machine
드럼머신 연주광
Shaking their bits to the hits,
그들은 비트에 맞춰 몸을 흔들고 있다

Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones, la la la la....
오, 여기 그들이 온다, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이
Here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones
여기 그들이 온다, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이
Oh, You don't think about it, You don't do without it, because you're beautiful,
넌 그것 없이 지낼 수는 없겠지, 왜냐하면 넌 아름다우니까

Yeah Yeah, and if your baby's going crazy
만약 너의 연인이 점점 이성을 잃어간다면
That's how you made me, la, la, la, la...
그것은 네가 나를 길들이는 방법이지

she live in a house, she stupid as a mouse
and she going where the lights are on,
she shaking obscene like a fucking machine
and she's gone, gone, gone
she cooking crack giving us heart attack
and she living in a kooky show,
she open your mind for the millionth time
and then go, go, go

and she got everything she needs
and she got pretty, pretty feet,
and she got flowers in her hair, yeah, yeah
she got savoir faire, yeah, yeah

she shaking the scene outside, in between,
and she rocking to the looney tunes,
and she make love and swallow a dove
in her room, room, room,

she speeding away thru the city today
and she living in a kooky show

with show life, low life watching her
go and then move, move, move,

and she got everything she needs
(harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah yeah)
and she got pretty, pretty feet
(painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah)
and she got flowers in her hair
(daffodils from windowsills)
she got savoir faire, yeah, yeah

Today she's been working, she's been talking,
she's been smoking, but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go dancing, we'll go laughing,
we'll get car sick, and it'll be okay like everyone says,
it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight.
Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.
Today she's been sat there, sat there in a black chair,
office furniture, but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go drinking we'll do silly things,
and never let the winter in,
And it'll be okay like everyone says,
it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight.
Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh, whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.
We'll go to freak shows and peep shows,
We'll go to discos, casinos,
We'll go where people go and let go
Oh whatever makes her happy

Maybe, maybe it`s the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it`s our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it`s our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it`s our looseness,
But we are trash, you and me,
We`re the litter on the breeze,
We`re the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It`s in everything we do,
It`s in everything we do
Maybe, maybe it`s the things we say,
The words we`ve heard and the music we play,
Maybe it`s our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it`s the times we`ve had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it`s our sweetness,
But we`re trash, you and me,
We`re the litter on the breeze,
We`re the lovers on the street,
Just trash, me and you,
It`s in everything we do,
It`s in everything we do
instrumental break
But we`re trash, you and me,
We`re the lovers on the street,
We`re the litter on the breeze
Just trash, me and you,
It`s in everything we do,
It`s in everything we do
ah you and me,
We`re the lovers on the streets,
We`re the litter on the breeze,
ah you and me,
It`s in everything we do,
It`s in everything we do.......
ah you and me...

Filmstar, propping up the bar,
driving in a car, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonight,
Filmstar, giving it class, living it fast, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, giving it class, living it fast tonight.
What to believe in, it's impossible to say?
What to believe in when they change your name,
wash your brain, play the game again, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Filmstar, elegance, a terylene shirt, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, an elegant sir in a terylene shirt tonight,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car,
it looks so easy,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonight.
What to believe in, it's impossible to say?
What to believe in when they change your name,
wash your brain, play the game again, Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Here they come with their make-up on as lovely as the clouds,
come and see them,
Boys and girls and their mums and their words
and their romances and jobs and their sons,
Barking mad kids,
lonely dads who drug it up to give it some meaning,
From the raves to the council estates they're reminding us
there's things to be done.
But you and me, all we want to be is lazy,
you and me, so lazy...
Here they come gone 7am getting satellite and
Sky getting cable,
Bills and Bens and their mums and their friends
who just really, really want to be loved,
Uncle Teds and their legendary vests
helping out around the disabled,
From the flats and the maisonettes they're reminding us
there's things to be done.
But you and me, all we want to be is lazy,
you and me, so lazy...
It's you and me, it's you and me, you and me

She can walk out anytime,
anytime she wants to walk out, that's fine,
She can walk out anytime,
anytime she feels that life has passed her by,
And when I start my new life
I won't touch the ground,
I'm gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground.
He can walk out anytime,
anytime he wants to walk out, that's fine,
He can walk out anytime, across the sand,
into the sea, into the brine
And when I start my new life I won't touch the ground,
I'm gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground.
So we sold the car and quit
the job and shook some hands and wiped the make-up right off
And we said our good-byes to the bank left
Seven Sisters for a room in a seaside shack
And when I start my new life I won't touch the ground,
I'm gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground ...
it's by the sea we'll breed ...
into the sea we'll bleed...

She, walking like a killer,
She, another night another pillow.
Nowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to see,
No education, it's the arse of the nation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...
She, sh-shaking up the karma,
She, 3injecting marijuana2,
Nowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to see,
No education it's the arse of the nation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...
she...
Nowhere faces, nowhere places, no one wants to be,
No stimulation in this privatisation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is she.

To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar




High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides, in your dad's suite you hide
staining his name again,
Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
lost it to Bostik, yeah.
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill, got too much time too kill
get into bands and gangs.
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the
beautiful ones
loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat to the beat,
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,
Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the
beautiful ones.
You don't think about it,
You don't do without it,
because you're beautiful,
And if your baby's going crazy
that's how you made me,
la, la, la, la

High on diesel and gasoline,
가솔린 디젤 엔진의 속력을 높여
Psycho for drum machine
드럼머신 연주광
Shaking their bits to the hits,
그들은 비트에 맞춰 몸을 흔들고 있다

Drag acts, drug acts, suicides,
드랙퀸 분장, 마약 흡입, 자살,
In your dad's suits you're hide staining his name again,
네가 숨긴 너의 아빠의 양복을 입고 다시 그의 이름을 더럽히고 있다

Cracked up, stacked up, 22, psycho for sex and glue
악명을 떨치는 타락한 스물두살의 섹스광
Lost it to Bostik , yeah,
보스틱을 잃어버렸어
(주 : 'Bostik'은 문구 브랜드로 별 뜻없이 운을 맞추기 위해 사용됨)

Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill,
면도한 머리, 사납게 들끊는 머리속, 피임약 복용
Got too much time to kill
살인을 할 시간은 넘치도록 많아
Get into bands and gangs,
밴드나 갱단에 들어갈 수도 있겠지

Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones, la la la la.....
오, 여기 그들이 온다, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이,
Here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones, la la la la....
그들이 오고 있어, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이

Loved up, Doved up, hung around, stoned in a lonely town
사랑스럽고 순수한 사람들이 외로운 도시에서 약에 취해 배회하고 있다
Shaking their meat to the beat,
그들의 몸은 박자에 따라 흔들린다

High on diesel and gasoline,
가솔린 디젤 엔진의 속력을 높여
Psycho for drum machine
드럼머신 연주광
Shaking their bits to the hits,
그들은 비트에 맞춰 몸을 흔들고 있다

Oh, here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones, la la la la....
오, 여기 그들이 온다, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이
Here they come, the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones
여기 그들이 온다, 아름다운 사람들, 아름다운 사람들이
Oh, You don't think about it, You don't do without it, because you're beautiful,
넌 그것 없이 지낼 수는 없겠지, 왜냐하면 넌 아름다우니까

Yeah Yeah, and if your baby's going crazy
만약 너의 연인이 점점 이성을 잃어간다면
That's how you made me, la, la, la, la...
그것은 네가 나를 길들이는 방법이지

She's star, starcrazy, electric-shock-bog-brush-hair,
Flat on her back in the 80's, in the 90's going nowhere,
Star, starcrazy, got a kicking transistor inside,
A heavy metal stutter that brains me,
and an electric love in her eyes,
Oh, she don't want education,
She got nothing to say,
She got no imagination (so they say)
Why does she feel this way?
Cos she's star, starcrazy,
getting stupid on the streets tonight, and shaking
like a mechanical thing with an electric love in her eyes,
Oh, she don't want education,
She got nothing to say,
She got no imagination (so they say)
So why does she feel this way?

I'm so sorry to hear about the news,
Don't you worry,
I'll buy us a bottle and well drink in the petrol fumes,
I'm so sorry to hear about your world,
Don't you worry,
There's a gap in the fence down by the nature reserve,
Hey, such a lovely day, such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one.
I'm so sorry to hear the news today,
Don't you worry,
There's been a speeding disaster so we'll go to the motorway,
I'm so sorry to hear about the scene,
Don't you worry,
Just put on your trainers and get out of it with me,
Hey, such a lovely day, such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lovers
in a lay-by with my little one.
Hey, such a lovely day, such a lovely day,
Such fun, looking at the lorries
in the litter with my lovely one,
We could go dancing, we could go walking,
we could go shopping, we could keep talking,
we could go drinking, we could sit thinking,
we could go speeding, or we could go dreaming, see? oh hey...

And maybe we're just kids who've grown, and maybe not
And maybe when we're on our own, we don't have much
But oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily led
Oh, with all the kids getting out of their heads

Oh, Class A, Class B
Is that the only chemistry?
Oh, Class A, Class B
Is that the only chemistry between us?

And maybe we're just Streatham trash, and maybe not
And maybe we're just capital flash in a stupid love
But oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily lead
Oh, by all the kids getting out of our heads

Oh, Class A, Class B
Is that the only chemistry?
Oh, Class A, Class B
Is that the only chemistry between us?

Oh, we are young and not tired of it
Oh, we are young and easily lead
Oh, we are the kids getting out of our heads

Oh, Class A, Class B
Is that the only chemistry?
Oh, Class A, Class B
Is that the only chemistry between us?

Today she's been working, she's been talking,
she's been smoking, but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go dancing, we'll go laughing,
we'll get car sick, and it'll be okay like everyone says,
it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight.
Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.
Today she's been sat there, sat there in a black chair,
office furniture, but it'll be alright,
Cos tonight we'll go drinking we'll do silly things,
and never let the winter in,
And it'll be okay like everyone says,
it'll be alright and ever so nice,
We're going out tonight, out and about tonight.
Oh, whatever makes her happy on a Saturday night,
Oh, whatever makes her happy, whatever makes it alright.
We'll go to freak shows and peep shows,
We'll go to discos, casinos,
We'll go where people go and let go
Oh whatever makes her happy

She, walking like a killer,
She, another night another pillow.
Nowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to see,
No education, it's the arse of the nation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...
She, sh-shaking up the karma,
She, 3injecting marijuana2,
Nowhere places, nowhere faces, no one wants to see,
No education it's the arse of the nation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is...
she...
Nowhere faces, nowhere places, no one wants to be,
No stimulation in this privatisation,
She is bad, she is bored, she is bony, she is she.

Here they come with their make-up on as lovely as the clouds,
come and see them,
Boys and girls and their mums and their words
and their romances and jobs and their sons,
Barking mad kids,
lonely dads who drug it up to give it some meaning,
From the raves to the council estates they're reminding us
there's things to be done.
But you and me, all we want to be is lazy,
you and me, so lazy...
Here they come gone 7am getting satellite and
Sky getting cable,
Bills and Bens and their mums and their friends
who just really, really want to be loved,
Uncle Teds and their legendary vests
helping out around the disabled,
From the flats and the maisonettes they're reminding us
there's things to be done.
But you and me, all we want to be is lazy,
you and me, so lazy...
It's you and me, it's you and me, you and me

Filmstar, propping up the bar,
driving in a car, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonight,
Filmstar, giving it class, living it fast, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, giving it class, living it fast tonight.
What to believe in, it's impossible to say?
What to believe in when they change your name,
wash your brain, play the game again, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Filmstar, elegance, a terylene shirt, it looks so easy,
Filmstar, an elegant sir in a terylene shirt tonight,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car,
it looks so easy,
Filmstar, propping up the bar, driving in a car tonight.
What to believe in, it's impossible to say?
What to believe in when they change your name,
wash your brain, play the game again, Yeah, yeah, yeah...

sunday, monday we lie around
but it's not easy
someday, one day
we'll get sky and move away

and like the birds we'll fly tomorrow
obscene machines that glide away
and like the birds we'll fly tomorrow
and like the birds we'll fly
from your asda town
never coming down
'cos they're take, taking it away

sunday, monday we lie in bed
but it's not easy
someday, one day we'll cash
the cheques and drive away

and like the birds we'll fly tomorrow
obscene machines that glide away
and like the birds we'll fly tomorrow
and like the birds we'll fly
from your asda town
never coming down
'cos they're take, taking it away

Together


She was standing smoking counting stolen change,
Don't someone have the guts to complain?
Said "superman, I'm a big fan,
Let's get something straight,
Well you don't have the guts to complain"
Now your son's coming out to play
Your son's coming out to play

When you're on your own
Standing by the phone
We should get together
Got a supermarket stance
Just taking it hand-in-hand
We should get together
Just think of the life you'll save
Not stuck in your early grave
We should get together

I saw you standing smoking counting stolen change
But I don't have the guts to complain
Well I picked you up, got mixed up with you,
That's OK
'Cos now I've got the guts to complain
And now your son's coming out to play
Your son's coming out to play

When you're on your own
Standing by the phone
We should get together
Got a supermarket stance
Just taking it hand-in-hand
We should get together
Just think of the life you'll save
Not stuck in your early grave
We should get together

Bentswood Boys


When you're high on diesel nightly
And the traffic starts to roll
You smoke a cigarette and watch the black girls
In a white boys world
Anything is possible for the Bentswood boys

Where the karma comes with the kids and the cat food
You see Tina push the pram
'Cos she was on her back in his estate car
And in the back of his van
Anything is possible for the Bentswood boys

For the Bentswood boys (things are happening)
For the Bentswood boys (mmm...tell it like it is!)

Don't take me down, don't take me down
Don't take me down south

Europe Is Our Playground


Run with me baby, let your hair down
Through every station, through every town
Run with me baby, let's take a chance
From Heathrow to Hounslow,
from the Eastern Block to France

Europe is our playground, London is our town
So run with me baby now

Run with me baby, let your hair down
Through every station, through every town
Run with me baby, let's make a stand
From peepshows to disco, from Spain to Camber Sands

Europe is our playground, London is our town
So run with me baby now...

Have You Ever Been This Low?


Have you ever been this low?
The taxis take you where you wanna go
Broken windows, endless television shows
I haven't ever been so low

I am the one, I sing the song
My lights are on but there's nobody home

So much happening today
A thousand people come and go and stay and fade away
They draw the blinds and watch the show
Have you ever been so low?

I am the one, I sing the song
My lights are on but there's nobody home

...nobody home

Another No One


She takes the blame, takes the pain but the world smiles
'Cos outside is just a taxi ride to drive away
So she packs her bag, calls a cab and the world smiles
And inside well she feels all right and turns to say:

"Yes it's the end, the final showdown
Yes it's the end of our small love
You'll have to find another no one to take the shit like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end."

She feels the sun, phones her mum and the world smiles
'Cos outside in the morning light it's another day
So she packs her bag, smokes a fag and the world smiles
'Cos inside well she feels all right, and turns to say:

"Yes it's the end, the final showdown
Yes it's the end of our small love
You'll have to find another no one who'll take the shit like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end...
Oh well..."

Every Monday Morning Comes


Oh when you and I
Watch the planes go by
Silver in the sky
We do whatever we like

Oh when you and me
See the birds and the sea
The people on the streets
We do whatever we please

But every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah, yeah
Oh every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah

Oh when you and I
Watch the London sky
The traffic rolling by
We do whatever we like

So we chase the day away
And feel the morning rain
Piss our money down the drain
And do whatever they say

But every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah, yeah
Oh every Monday morning comes,
Every Monday morning, yeah

The Sound Of The Streets


She walks the streets of summer
Inside her there's no future
She walks the streets to pass the time
The cash machines are laughing
At plastic people passing
She walks the streets to pass the time

Sadie, Sadie hear the sound of the streets
Insane as anything, ah
Sadie, Sadie knows the sound of the streets
It's insane as anything, ah

She sees the midnight taxis
The toilets and the backstreets
She feels the wheels and needs a line
Outside there's crazy parties
There's painted faces laughing
So many ways to pass the time

Sadie, Sadie hear the sound of the streets
Insane as anything, ah
Sadie, Sadie knows the sound of the streets
It's insane as anything, ah

She walks the streets of summer
Inside her there's no future
She walks the streets to pass the time
Inside she feels like winter
For the child that died within her
She walks the streets to pass the time

Sadie, Sadie hear the sound of the streets
Insane as anything, ah ah
Sadie, Sadie knows the sound of the streets
It's insane as anything, ah

Young Men


Tony only reads Asian babes
Danny's doing doves on down the raves
Terry drinks his money away
Oh God, and his sons play drums all day

On the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul,
The young men
You are the ones, are the scene, are the sons,
are the young men
Young men, here we, here we go again

Les says punk isn't dead
Mick is not impeccably bred
Paul he just can't get out of bed
Oh God, and Phil's still off his head

On the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul,
The young men
You are the ones, are the system, are the sons,
are the young men
Young men, here we, here we go again

On the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul,
the young men
You are the ones, are the scene, are the young men
Cheating on the wives, all shiny suits and lazy lies,
the young men
Insulting everyone, picked up your sister, kicked your son, the young men
Fighting in the clubs, flash on the streets, cash in the pubs, the young men
Boozing on the train, p-45's and cheap champagne --
the young men

You live on Lancaster Road
And you've got a computer
And you go when the library's closed
And sit and think of the future

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam,
You're my main man

You've got a mum by the name of Anne
And she has got a daughter
And your brother Simon, well sometimes he gets out of hand
But he looks like John Travolta

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam,
You're my main man

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, lalala

You drink tea in a cafe close to me
And sit and read the headlines
You don't seem to mind if the social is too unkind
Or if you're near the bread line

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam,
You're my main man

Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, Sam
Oh, oh, oh, Sam, oh, oh, oh, lalala

Money


You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get flash, get cash, get phoney

You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get rich, get stitched, get lonely

So come and amaze me, so come and amaze me
It takes everyone, every son, every dad and every mum
Some find a one and a one turns them on, it's money

You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get wheels, get heels, get sloaney

You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey
Get fucked, pissed up, get loaded

So come and amaze me, so come and amaze me
It takes everyone, every son, every dad and every mum
Some find a one and a one turns them on, it's money

This Time


Oh, day after day, every morning
The city sighs and cars collide
Oh we take the train through the winter hinterland and garage bands
And we wash it away, we wash it away this grey,
wash it away

Oh, 'cos this time is yours and mine
Oh hear the city sound, see the lonely crowds
This scene is you and me
Oh in the lazy sun, we're the only ones

Oh, day after day every morning
The roundabouts will take us south
Past every train in every station
Traffic signs and circle lines

'Cos this time is yours and mine
Oh hear the city sound, see the lonely crowds
This scene is you and me
Oh in the lazy sun, we're the only ones

This time is yours and mine
Oh, we're the city sounds, we're the underground
This scene is you and me
Oh, we're the lazy suns, we're the only ones

W.S.D.


Dressed as a cowboy on top of a hill it's sadder than it probably sounds
He gets lovely the more he's ill, don't o.d. on him now
Dressed as a woman with horrible hair and singing to the birds in town
Who goes walking through traffic out there,
don't o.d. on her now

Oh, is it true what they say about you?
Oh, is it true what they say about you two?

Married to me is a hungry son who wants to push me from the 2nd floor
We're so disco we can't get on in this world anymore

Oh, is it true what they say about you?
Oh, is it true what they say about you two?

Dressed as a cowboy in a permanent gag it's sadder than it probably sounds
So fucking what if he's licking the bag, don't o.d. on him now

Oh, is it true what they say about you?
Oh, is it true what they say about you two?

Jumble Sale Mums


Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids walk round like they're half asleep
And they've got somebody else's clothes on

Jumble sale dads, boil in the bag
Says something that I can't repeat, and he swears

Oh this ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife

Oh jumble sale mums, what are they on?
Kids just sit hanging round the street
And they've got somebody else's clothes on

Jumble sale dads, now she's packed her bags
He does some things that I can't repeat, and he swears

Oh this ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife
This ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife

These Are The Sad Songs


Lay Lady Lay and Band of Gold
A Day in the Life, And Dream of Sheep
Seasong and Vincent and Death Disco
Listen to the music in your sleep

These are the sad songs, the broken words
These are the sad songs, the lies you've heard
These are the good times you keep inside
These are the good things that you can have if you try

Venus in Furs and An Occasional Dream
Sign o the Times and Bill is Dead
And Lazyitis and Big Louise
Listen to the music in your head

These are the sad songs, the broken words
These are the sad songs, the lies you've heard
These are the good times you keep inside
These are the good things that you can have if you try

flying all night
can feel alright
feel . . .

Sadie


Inside her is the suburbs, in the sodium lights and the streets
In the parked cars and the pretty parks,
and in every lonely disease
In the new loves under covers, in the cold touch of the right
In the dead flowers and the silent hours
In the nightclubs and the fights

Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like
Oh you know she's she's cold, cold as the night
High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie

Inside her is the suburbs, in the old front room in the rain
In all the bad days and the music that plays
In the bored kids and their games
In the new loves under covers, and all the young mums
And their worlds
Who are left at home when all the kids have grown watching
the pretty young girls

Cold, cold as the night, high as the trees, slow as you like
Oh you know she's cold, cold as the night
High as the trees, slow as you like... Sadie

Oh and I've got to take it, and I've got to fake it
And I've got to use her, and I've got to choose her
And I've got to feel it, and I've got to steal it
And I've got to be... Sadie

Graffiti Women


Graffiti women draw pictures on the wall
Graffiti slogans and situations scrawled
Just made up people who wonder through your brain
Graffiti people got nothing, got no name

And you sleep but they'll find you
And they'll carve their number in your mind
And they'll steal what they want from who they want from time to time

Graffiti women swap stories in the park
Graffiti women take photos after dark
In permanent people who wonder through the day
Graffiti people got nothing, got no name

And you sleep but they'll find you
And they'll carve their number in your mind
So steal what you want from who you want from time to time

Duchess


You've had your fun, your money's gone
You're only friend is the telephone
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

You stay at home and lights the light
They make you smile in the empty night
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

Well she knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
And she sits alone by the telephone
But they won't call back again

You count the pounds and cut your hair
Won't someone send you a millionaire?
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

No friends to see, no car to drive
You'd go to bars but you're much too shy
Oh duchess, now you're one of us

Well she knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
And she sits alone over 13 stone
And they won't come back again

She knows Latinos and she knows Mexicans
But now things are tough and they've had enough
And they won't come back again

You've had your fun your money's gone
You spend all day by the telephone