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James
James


Background information
Origin Whalley Range, Manchester, England
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Britpop
Post-punk
New Wave
Years active 1982—2001
Label(s) Decca Music Group
Sanctuary Records
Mercury Records
Sire Records
Fontana Records
Rough Trade Records
Website Website
Members
Tim Booth
Jim Glennie
Larry Gott
Saul Davies
Mark Hunter
David Baynton-Power
Andy Diagram
Former members
Adrian Oxaal
Paul Gilbertson
Gavan Whelan
Michael Kulas



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James Album


Gold Mother (1990)
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You Can't Tell How Much Suffering (On a Face That's Always Smiling)
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It's that time again when I lose my friends
Go walkabout, I've got the bends from pressure
This is a testing time when the choice is mine
Am I a fool for love or foolish with desire
You can throw him out you can spit on him
Call what he does a sin if it makes you feel better

And I can't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home

After thirty years I've become my fears
I've become the kind of man I always hated
I am pulled apart, and my swollen heart
Has flipped out of the pan into the fire
I am in love insane with a sense of shame
That I threw stones at the condemned and
Now I'm slated

And I don't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home

. . .


Break down the goverment walls
Speak in tongues, power is money
I see our interests fall
Well behind their curtain
Break down the government walls
Infiltrate our television
Break down the government walls
Time to be outspoken

I can hear the sound of falling masonry
As they try to plug that leak
I am tempted by their cloak of secrecy
To find out what their games are about
Ask a question and they'll talk of secret services
Secrets from the people they should serve
When they can hide their crimes in a legal disguise
Truth will not be seen nor heard

In Ireland they may shoot to kill without
Warning you
Or lock you away for a while without trial
And if an honest cop gets to close to the
Truth of it
They'll set him up in style in style
In China, they murder
Their youth
Who are questioning
How their lives are controlled
Do they have the means to rewrite history
Wipe out the genes of doubt

Bring down the government walls
Bring them down within my lifetime
Let's see the curtain drawn
See what they are concealing
Bring down the government walls
Crime to be outspoken
It's a crime to be outspoken

. . .


You may say I am cynical, but I say man is flawed
He has a vague memory of before some fall
Behaving like a reptile, but talks of walking tall
If god is in his image, the almighty must be small

God only knows

Swaggart has been caught with his trousers round his knees
After damning me and you to hell for eternity
Sex and power and money is the prayer of these priests
They bribe their way past heaven's gates and steal a set of keys

God only knows My guru has been sleeping with adepts and with sheep
While I was fucking celibate, self-righteous in belief
Yesterday he was god, now he is a creep
We fell upon each other starving for relief

God only knows

I damn you all to hell
I speak in the name of god
I know him intimately
I speak in the name of the white haired old man in the clouds
Always a man
Dispensing lightening justice from his fingertips
As self-righteous and bigoted as those who created him
A cruel desert god with absolutely no sense of humor
How do you feel old man?
How do you feel?
Being spoken for by these self-righteous fanatics
Is heaven full, oh lord, of these babbling preachers and
God-fearing biggots
Well I know where I'd rather be
Away from this cacophony
God only knows
God only knows
God only knows

. . .


Brave face, and English illusion
Stiff lips soft and creamy inside
I'm hip to your pain and confusion
You can't tell how much suffering
On a face that's always smiling
I swore I would always be with you
But now I'm afraid of your tears
I fear that you might take me with you
You can't tell how much suffering
On a face that's always smiling

I've grinned my way through beatings
I've smiled my way through school
But underneath this grinning
Is the sadness of the fool
No longer know my feelings
Been fooling for too long
Borne of desperation in an effort to look strong
Look strong, look strong
Hey there monkey face you look so strong

That joke could crack you with laughter
Release from the edge of despair
Success is the god that I'm after
In jokes, I'm a millionaire
You can't tell how much suffering
On a face that's always smiling

. . .


Oh it's late it's late it's late show
Oh it's late it's a late it's a late show

I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
swallowing me

Bow down, bow down with someone
Bow down, bow down with somewhere
It's It's It's better than me
It's It's It's better than me

I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
swallowing me

Bow down, bow down with somewhere
Bow down, bow down with someone
It's It's It's better than me
It's It's It's better than me

Oh, it's a late show
it's it's it's a late show

I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me

Hula-hey-ray, hula-hey-rey
Hula-hey-ray, hula-hey-rey
Hula-hey-ray, hula-hey-rey
Hula-hey-ray

Are you swallowing me?
Are you swallowing me?
Are you swallowing me?
Are you swallowing me?

Swallowing me
Swallowing me
Swallowing me
Swallowing me

. . .


Well they said you are as good as you look but that
Would be impossible
For you look better than the face of god on a sunny day
You look good enough to eat but I’ve had a bellyful
And now I have this bill I don’t wanna pay

How was it for you
How was it for you
How was it for you

How was it for you
How was it for you
How was it for you

How was it for you

Do you really need that drink to disarm defences
Can you ever face the flak when you’re in control
Well I don’t believe my luck I am defenceless
Do with me what you want but don’t tell a soul
Don’t tell my soul

How was it for you
How was it for you
How was it for you

How was it for you
How was it for you
How was it for you

Was it as good as it was for me
Well that’s the best it’s ever been
And you’re the best I’ve ever seen
How was it for you
How was it for you

How was it for you my love
Was it good for you my dear
How was it for you my love
Was it good for you my dear

If you ain’t out of your head can you ever enjoy yourself
But if you ain’t in your head then who’s at home?
I’m so possessed by sex I could destroy my health
We could be dancing over coals and we’d never know
We’d never know

How was it for you
How was it for you
How was it for you

How was it for you
How was it for you
How was it for you

How was it for you
How was it for you
How was it for you
Was it as good as it was for me
Well that’s the best it’s ever been
And you’re the best I’ve ever seen

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah

We lie awake and feel it warm
I need to feel your feeling hands
We lie awake and rise at dawn
Only your fingers can understand
Your feeling warm
Can understand
The feeling calls
Your feeling hands
It’s such a feeling, yeah
It’s such a feeling, woah
It’s such a feeling, yeah
It’s such a feeling, woah
It’s such a feeling

. . .


Hang on (hang on) she said
(x4)

I am ignoring all your late night calls
I'd prefer to sleep than feel so small
I have this feeling I'm about to crumble and fall

Are you going to the discotheque
Cigarettes, perfume, drink and sweat
I'd prefer a good book and you in bed

Hang on (hang on) she said
(x4)

Why are we fighting when we should be close to a wedding
Which would be better than most
We should be in our hearts, not at our throats

Hang on (hang on) she said
(x4)

Be a good friend tonight
Understand, see it from my side
Be a good friend tonight
One day you will see me in better light

Now I can feel that you're mad with me
Is it justified or imaginary
Tell me one day how you would like me to be

Living with you is a dangerous flame
You sweep me away, and then you drive me insane
Keep your distance, I'm looking for someone to blame

Be a good friend tonight
Understand, see it from my side
Be a good friend tonight
One day you will see me in better light
In better light

Hang on (hang on) she said
(x4)

. . .


There's a knocking at my window
Not one for yes but two for no
Some spirit is unsatisfied
From watching her world spin out of control
At night she goes walking around her old home
Objecting to how it's all changed
She preferred her arrangements to the ones which we have made
Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost
There's baggage on my shoulders
Making me stoop bending my frame
My neck is crocked lopsided
I will never be tall again
At night she goes walking around her old home
You can feel so much sadness wrapped up in her bones
I can feel so much sadness wrapped up in her bones
Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost
I'm sensitive to unkindness
Stab in the back burn in the ribs
I need your fingers to straighten my flesh
I hope your fingers are kind
Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost

. . .


Heart of gold heart of gold heart of gold
One body in my mother's belly
Chinese dolls, box in boxes
How do you sail the ship from the bottle?
How do you sail the ship from the bottle?
Heart of gold heart of gold heart of gold
Gold, gold mother, gold, gold, gold mother

I can see the head now
Between her legs now
Purple headed alien
Water logged old man
In the blood silence
In the blood silence
Silence, silence

Cry for me mother cry for me mother Crimean mother cry me another
My feet and hands won't work
My feet and hands won't work
In my baby's body
My brand new baby's body
I'll suck my fingers red
I'll suck my fingers red
In my baby's body
My brand new baby's body

I can see the head now
Between her legs now
Purple headed alien
Water logged old man
In the blood silence
In the blood silence
Silence
Silence
Silence
Shut up

In the bright lights and harsh sounds, there's a man
In green ceremonial robes and mask, dipping a straw through your nose
Mouthwash of meconium lungs full of meconium
Heart full of meconium
Meconium
Meconium
Chinese dolls in boxes
Chinese dolls in boxes

I'll go out the same way I came in
Chinese dolls in boxes
And everything you touch
And everything you love
And everything you touch
Turns to gold
As precious as
As rich as
As dear as
As strong as
As hard as
Gold
Mother
Past the boudaries of all pain
You journey to the edge of death in search of a child
Gold mother there's only one
Gold mother and she's mine
She's all mine
Shut up let's hear it
Shut up

. . .


The view from here's breathtaking
My visions all surrounding
The humans look like insects
There is only one way down
But it's cold and lonely in this stratosphere
Gliding through the darkness
Where is my craft leading to
Am I damned or blessed?
Don't let go on top of the world
Don't let go on top of the world
Will my good friends desert me
Or will they prove themselves?
Are my demands all greedy
Or are they what I need?
If I will not be faithful
I must accept betrayal
When your turn comes to leave me
Will my free ways have failed?
Don't let go on top of the world
Don't let go on top of the world
I'll meet you inside this hollow world
I'll meet you inside
Hollow world, hollow world
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
And I'm so cold

. . .


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