The Fratellis

Baby's in the kitchen on a big black trombone
I'm in the bedroom on the cursed phone
Everybody laughs when the band goes too slow
Meeting every Tuesday in a club in Soho
I'm just dreaming of Rockefeller Plaza

Paul's on the ball with the bedroom plaything
Wishing he could give her a damn good thrashing
Everybody cries, "Well good for you, Paul
We never liked her very much at all"
I'm just dreaming of Rockefeller Plaza

I'm just waiting on magic shoes
Got three weird chords and I just can't lose
I'm just finding my own way there
Well I lost my voice and I grew my hair

Brother Jon's long gone, he keeps his nose clean
He's suckin on a black and white TV screen
Says he got a girl a playbook memory
Pictures on the wall and a dog named Henry
I'm just dreaming of Rockefeller Plaza

Ella's in the band, but she's always solo
Dressed in rags and covered in day-glow
Banging on the drums like a Meg White throwback
Screaming all the while at her husband, poor Jack
I'm just dreaming of Rockefeller Plaza

I'm just waiting on pigs to fly
Got cold dead brains and a reason why
If I just didn't move half as slow
I'd be a dog in your one-man show

I'm just waiting on magic shoes
Got three weird chords and I just can't lose
I'm just finding my own way there
So I lost my voice and I grew my hair

I'm just waiting on pigs to fly
Got cold dead brains and no reason why
If I just didn't move half as slow
I'd be a dog in your one-man show

Henrietta we got no flowers for you
Just these three miserable cunts
Sitting on the back seat banging on the off beat
We know you love us and you probably do
Although you’re husband may cut us
He’s such an animal though everything is possible

Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out
It’s hard to miss you when you follow us about
Buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola
We’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola

Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
You can come live with us among the has beens
and the addicts
These are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk nice
Anyway you choose it, come on

Dear Henrietta we’re just three lonely boys
Though the girls love us we’re so
Into you incredibly we’d love to see you terribly
We’d love to hate you but we don‘t have no choice
Come be our wa ha ha ha
Honey, honey three four one time once more

Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out
It’s hard to miss you when you follow us about
Buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola
We’ll get you there in some filthy big gondola

Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
You can come live with us among the has beens
and the addicts
These are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk nice
Anyway you choose it, come on

Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
You can come live with us among the has beens
and the addicts
These are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk nice
Anyway you choose it, come on

You've been down for too long it's not right it's just wrong
but it's true most unfortunately

You're a heartbreak collector and pyscho inspector
you're the answer that nobody needs
When you check out you can leave in no doubt
You failed where all the others suceed

And yesterdays dreams have been sold off it seems
And though everyone tries
No one knows what it means
Tell me, Where do you go?
Where do you go, my honey?
When you hear that shout
When all the lights go out

Well you don't speculate there's no reason to wait
When you carry yourself like you do
And there's no need for laughter you feel after
you've overthought the rest of it through
And how do you sleep when the company you keep
Comes up for air faster than you
There's no reason to live when the answer you give
Are so believable they might just be true

And yesterdays dreams have been sold off it seems
And though everyone tries
No one knows what it means
Tell me, Where do you go?
Where do you go, my honey?
When you hear that shout
When all the lights go out

> 1,2,3, oh
Mistress mabel, you're seriously wrong,
Clears my table, bang and then she's gone,
Takes a liberty if you let her,
Yes she's old but she should know better,
Oh dear mabel please don't put me on,
Mistress mabel, all the kids agree,
You're unstable, curious and free,
Wine em down, and then keep em kickin',
Sunken eyed and all panic stricken'
Oh dear mabel it still worries me
Well and like rat bag, so they told her,
Last nights name tag, across her shoulder.
Tell me where all the days have gone,
When you rocked my cradle
Tell me mabel
Where'd you go when you cant go on
With this willful fable
Tell me mabel
Mistress mabel, won't you marry me?
I'm unable to take it seriously
I'll be good, and you'll be a minute
I wish you would, or i'll drop you in it.
Oh dear mabel wont you marry me?
And like rat bag, so they told her,
Last nights name tag, across her shoulder
Tell me where all the days have gone,
When you rocked my cradle,
Tell me mabel
Where to go when you cant go on
With this filthy fable,
Tell me mabel
Tell me mabel
Tell me where all the days have gone,
When you rocked my cradle,
Tell me mabel
Where to go when you cant go on
With this filthy fable,
Tell me mabel
Tell me where all the days have gone,
When you rocked my cradle,
Tell me mabel
Where to go when you cant go on
With this filthy fable,
Tell me mabel
Tell me mabel

to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)






Tell me where you been to
Point me to the door
I've seen you around
But I really can't be sure
If all the action men are busy
Climbing up the wall
Banging on the window
Tearing down the hall

And the last chance girl
In her first dance swirl
Lays her head down on the wooden floor
Won't be dancing any more

And where do they go when the thrills have gone
The last song plays down in Babylon
Five hundred kids shout "what's the deal?"
It's a very confusing way to feel

The radio is silent
Except for wicked bands
Sounded like the last one
Always in demand
And now the city is off limits
To everyone in blue
Nothing's getting in there
No-one's getting through

And it's no surprise
When the last guy dies
And the girl upon the wooden floor
Won't be dancing any more

And where do they go when the thrills have gone
The last song plays down in Babylon
Five hundred kids shout "what's the deal?"
It's a very confusing way to feel


김태홍님께...

Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
Don't go down, throw your arms around
Every little psycho that you happen to see
Well you meant everything to them but you meant nothing to me

Well your girlfriend made me itch
And though I'll keep you in mind I would be happy to switch
I don't know where you got that voice
But I would sell it to London if you gave me the choice

Check those old clothes and those red bows
though you're a scrawny pup I would be happy just to cheer you up, oh yes

Well you just slow down, come on Lupe Brown
Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
Well she's nothing much to look at
and she's hard to believe
Don't go down throw your arms around
Every little psycho that you happen to see
Well you meant everything to them but you meant nothing to me

You got nothing I wish to steal
Cause i got nothing to give you on account of Lucille
She don't walk like a cripple should
Well she's Colombia's finest oh, she's better than good
Wednesday's DJs came in side ways
Yelling for the mother of the sister and the brother of Orla the tease

Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown
Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave
Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe
Don't go down throw your arms around
Every little psycho that you happen to see
Well you meant everything to them,
but you meant nothing to me

Well let me tell you something, let me tell you so
This could be the one thing that you really need to know
You got to stop once in a while and shake off that face of yours
Cause nothing comes easy no it just comes free
You could sing it better if you'd sing it for me,
oh sister

Well cannot claim this advice as my own
I learned it in the gutter one night coming home
She said Don't you look ridiculous
I checked her out meticulously
And though I would've stopped to argue
but my teeth were broke
I said I'd love to contradict you but my life's a joke, oh sister

She said I'm no genius and I've lost my self
the books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up and here we go
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Some said she was saintly to some she was a singer
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer, come on

Well I'm a lucky man and maybe so is she
And maybe this is just the way it has to be
It's all based on speculation seems a crazy occupation to me
And though I didn't much believe her I was bound to call
I really didn't want to miss a single thing at all, oh sister

She said I'm no genius and I've lost my self
the books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up
and here we go
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Some said she was saintly to some she was a singer
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer, come on

She said I'm no genius and I've lost my self
the books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up
and here we go
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
Some said she was saintly to some she was a singer
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer
I haven't seen her lately man I have to ring her
Put your hands together for the Acid jazz singer, come on

Aahaahaha
Well once I was peruaded to open up my head
I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead
I said would you believe me if you only knew
I'd been stealing everything this conversations through

And the boy cried hang him at three
I saw him on the front page laughing at me
He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
He's a liar he's a liar and a good one at that
Say what you want to say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
I could be your beggar but i'd rather be just as cruel

So I told them all I could about what could they expect
But I lost my sense of smell and I gained myself respect
They told me I was curious I told them they were slow
They asked me were I get this stuff I told them I don't know

And the boy cried whoopy de dee
There's a woman with a mustache who won't let me be
Though she was born on a monday
She's a hundred and four
She's a liar she's a liar and a little bit more
Say what you want to say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
I could be your beggar but i'd rather be just as cruel

And the boy cried hang him at three
I saw him on the front page laughing at me
He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
He's a liar he's a liar and a good one at that
Say what you want to say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick like a mule
I could be your beggar but i'd rather be just as cruel