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Cliff Richard
Cliff Richard


Background information
Birth name Harry Rodger Webb
Born October 14, 1940
Born place Lucknow, India
Genre(s) Rock'n'Roll
Gospel
Contemporary Christian music
Years active 1958—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Decca Music Group
Columbia Records
EMI Group
Rocket Records
Associated acts The Shadows
Olivia Newton-John
Website Website



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Cliff Richard Album



1979
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Monday thru friday

Five days a week I'm just a-biding my time.
Fill in the hours till the weekend's mine.
All day long I've got my radio on.
Keeps me going till my work is done.

CHORUS:
Monday through to Friday.
Nothing goes my way.
Just working staying alive.
Monday.through to Sunday.
There's only one day.
Saturday is rock'n'roll time.

Work for the man just to get my pay.
Too many hours in the workig day.
Dead on my feet but I need the cash.
Roll on saturday make it fast.

CHORUS: repeated

I pay my dues to the union man.
Don't get too heavy.that's the way I am.
I live for rock'n'roll and Saturday night.
I hear the music and I feel alright.feel alright.

CHORUS: repeated

. . .


Doing fine

Don't feel bad,don't feel good,
Feel alright 'cos I'm doing as I should,
Don't look back,no I don't have the time,
I guess I'm doing fine.

Got no bags to slow me down,
Travelling light but my feet are on the ground,
Got no message,I ain't got a dime,
I guess I'm doing fine.

Don't need no paper telling me bad news,
No politician giving their views,
Don't need no doctor to tell me I'm well,
I feel like heaven and I've been through hell.

Talking straight I don't feel confused,
Don't want nothing,I've got nothing more to lose,
Don't need no credit,don't show me where to sign,
I guess I'm doing fine.
I guess I'm doing fine.
I guess I'm doing fine.

Don't come looking for me,
'Cos I'm doing fine,
No missing persons,
'Cos I'm doing fine,
Don't go home,
'Cos I'm doing fine.

. . .


Cities may fall

The city in defeat,
With no one left to beat,
There's still a fading desire,
To burn a naked light,
Just to defy the night,
Come on and call me a liar.

A crumble tumble down,
In fumble bumble town,
Our lives a ruin,
We reconstruct a bit,
And pretty up a bit,
We hardly know what we're doing.

CHORUS:
But me and my baby,
Make the best of this world,
She's like a diamond,
Innocent girl.
We watch the sign of the times,
Writing on the wall-Cities may fall.

Back through the city fog,
I was another cog,
For the machinery there,
Now the machines have gone,
The silence hanging on,
I sit, I stare.

CHORUS Repeated

Come on and take your aim,
I feel the mildest pain,
Protecting something so rare,
'Cos there's a gem or two.
Inside the human zoo,
If only you are aware.

CHORUS Repeated.

. . .


You know that I love you

Wild woman put a spell over me,
Gave me your love and now I've lost my-sanity,
Can't think straight now,I've lost my mind-my mind,
Believe me now honey,you're just one of a kind.

CHORUS:
You know that I love you, you know so well,
You know that I love you, oh can't you tell,
I want to be with you, come rain come shine,
Oh won't you tell me honey you'll be mine.

You can't change the Lord done made you that way,
I am laying no blame,that's how I want you to stay,
Ain't my luck to find a woman so fine-so fine,
Luck has changed thrown a seven this time.

You know that I love you,you know so well,
You know that I love you,oh can't you tell.

CHORUS Repeated.

. . .


My luck won't change

REFRAIN:
The cances you gave me,
A definite maybe,
But luck she's a lady,stayed
She played for me.

There's gold in the mountain,
Good fortune for countin',
Three coins in the fountain,
And my luck won't change,
Take dust from the coalmine,
Make dust from the goldmine,
King Midas you're sidelined,
And my luck won't change no my luck remains.

CHORUS:
No point in shouting,
Whoever there was doudting,
I'm at the top of the mountain,
And my luck won't change.
The stock market read it,
The rumours they spread it,
And I meant it when I said it,
That my luck won't change,
No my luck remains.

That old lover lost me,
She spent and she cost me,
My new love has taught me,
That my luck won't change.

(My luck won't change-my luck remains)

REFRAIN:
The offer she made me,
Was more than just maybe,
But luck who's a lady stayed,
She played for me.
Repeat 1st verse

CHORUS:
My Temperature's rising,
No point in disguising,
The Phoenix is arising,
And my luck won't change-no it just remains.
My luck,my luck won't change.

. . .


I'm a rock'n roll juvenile,
Watch me run a mile,
When they play Beethoven,
I'm a rock'n roll groovy mover,
I only dig Beethoven,
When he's been rolled over.
(Roll over Beethoven).

I'm a rock'n roll holy roller,
I love to sing 'bout Jesus,
Cos he saved my soul-a,
I'm a rock'n rolling believer,
Roll a rock at the Devil,
He's just a deceiver,
(Roll the rock).

Look at me, I'm your rock'n roll man,
Been a rock'n roll fan since it began,
Look at me, follow me if you care,
I've found a rock'n roll heaven,
I'll take you there.

Look at me here I am,
Get a rock'n roll band,
I am a rock'n roll frontman,
Love a solo guitar,
It could take you far-take it-take it away.

. . .


Sorry to disturb you
But I was in the neighbourhood
About a friend I've her picture
Could you take a look?
Oh, I appreciate you're busy
And time is not your own
Yeah, maybe it would be better
If I telephoned

[chorus]:
Carrie doesn't live here anymore
Carrie used to room on the second floor
Sorry that she left no forwarding address
That was known to me
Carrie doesn't live here anymore
You could always ask at the corner store
Carrie had a date with her own kind of fate
It's plain to see

Another missing person
One of many we assume
The young wear their freedom
Like cheap perfume
(It's useless information)
Returning my call
(To help the situation)
They've nothing at all
You're just another message
On a payphone wall

chorus


. . .


Ready steady gonna meet you on the ballroom floor,
Brother Eddie quit your banging on my bathroom door,
After shaving yeah and after three,
I'm after having me some fun you see,
I'm getting ready for the night to come,
And here I come.

CHORUS:
I'm just a hot shot hitting town,
(Have a little fun),
Just a hot shot getting down,
(Ready steady run),
I'm just a hot shot looking around,
(Loving on the run),
I'm having fun.

Get the recognition each and every place I go,
Fashion leader in the cuban heel and pointed toe,
My Italian suit is pressed and clean,
I'm the Latin lover of thelocal scene,
I'm getting ready for the night to come.

CHORUS Repeated.

A faded picture on the mantleshelf,
My older brother looks like myself,
Remember Donny dated Susie,
And Susie rated Johnny,
Johnny's into Susie,
But Susie'a into Ronnie,
Ronnie waits for Louie,
But Louie's singing Louie-Lou-i.

CHORUS Repeated.

. . .


Language of love

Excusez-moi, my pretty Mademoiselle,
You are a French girl it's easy to tell,
Me, I don't smoke not even a French cigarette,
But I love my pomme de terre,
And always croquette,
I am from Angleterre and you are from France,
And you will honour me by having a dance.

CHORUS:
Straight away!
I'm getting ready for a new sensation,
Never kissed them in another nation,
Internationally I'm in clover,
I was a native on the boat ride over,
Straight away!
I'm getting ready for my new vocation,
I am the man who will unite the nations,
Ooh la la/how you say it/ca va-this is love,
La la la la la la la language of love.
La la la la la la la language of love.
La la la la la la la language of love.

We've been together now for more than a day,
And I am waiting to hear what you say,
Come on, come on, I think you're telling me lies,
You are Italian, I can tell by your eyes,
I love Chianti and I hope you'll agree,
That Zefferelli makes the movies for me

CHORUS Repeated.

Instrumental

I try my French, Latin, Spanish and Greek,
This is the language of love that I speak,
I never know if they're from Paris or Rome,
We stop the talking when I'm walking them home,
One little kiss and then heavens above,
This is the universal language of love.

Straight away!
Are you ready for a new sensation,
I'm gonna kiss a girl from every nation,
(Rest of chorus as before).

This is love-the language of love.

. . .


Used to think that life was sweet
Used to think we were so complete
I can't believe you'd throw it away

Used to feel we had it made
Used to feel we could sail away
Can you imagine how I feel today
Well it seems a long time ago you were the lonely one
Now it comes to letting go you are the only one
Do you know what you've done

It's so funny how we don't talk anymore
It's so funny why we don't talk anymore
But I ain't losing sleep and I ain't counting sheep
It's so funny how we don't talk anymore

Well it really doesn't matter to me
I guess your leaving was meant to be
It's down to you now you wanna be free
Well I hope you know which way to go you're on your own again
And don't come crying to me when you're the lonely one
Remember what you've done

It's so funny how we don't talk anymore
It's so funny why we don't talk anymore
But I ain't losing sleep and I ain't counting sheep
It's so funny how we don't talk anymore

But I ain't losing sleep and I ain't counting sheep
It's so funny how we don't talk anymore

But I ain't losing sleep and I ain't counting sheep
It's so funny how we don't talk anymore

. . .


Sci-fi

I'm into Sci-fi (Sci-fi,Sci-fi),
I'm into Sci-fi UFO,
I think that I spy (I spy,I spy),
That where I go,
The force will go,
But these opinions,
I keep to myself,
I leave my Asimov,
Closed on the shelf.

Do you dig Einstein? (Einstein,Einstein),
Yeah, but only relatively,
Well it's a fine time,
To take a bash,
At his theories,
I think a Star War's,
headed this way,
We'll go to Mars,
We can work, rest and play.
I'm into Sci-fi (Sci-fi,Sci-fi),
I'm into Sci-fi UFO,

It's an agent from Mars,
And he's calling me from the moon,
It's there in the stars,
I've got a gig there in June.

I'm into Sci-fi (Sci-fi,Sci-fi),
I'm into Sci-fi UFO,
I think that I spy (I spy,I spy),
Alien stars on our TV shows,
But these opinions I keep to myself,
I leave my Asimov closed on the shelf.

I'm into Sci-fi (Sci-fi,Sci-fi),
I'm into Sci-fi UFO,
And to the Martians I'm gonna say,
Hello Hello,
I'm into Sci-fi.

. . .


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