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Madness Album


The Rise & Fall (10/08/1982)
10/08/1982
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These are the streets I used to walk
On summer nights, sit out and talk
That's the house where I used to live
I remember what I would give.

This is the town I won't forget
And after anger there's nothing left
Walking now round and round
Familiar sights are open ground.

Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.

We used to live where children play
They leave their homes a mile away
To come and stand in trees and grass
Where we once walked the memories last.

Being here again
LyricsI can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.

The sun shines east, the sun shines west
But I know where the sun shines best
Casey street in the afternoon
Once again it's over too soon.

Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.

Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.

Rise
(Rise)
(Rise)

Rise and fall
Rise and fall


. . .



Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest
Some who've closed the door before
Say I can't carry on no more.

I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day

Listened long, tried to take it in
All these facts leave me in the swim
It's down and down there is no up
I think that I've run out of luck.

I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
LyricsI hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another... day

Walking now, over covered ground
There is a chance if I move around
I need a moment to reflect
On the friendships I have wrecked.

Why is it I, don't I always try ?

I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I heard them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another...

I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day


. . .



I can fly you to your loved ones but I can promise no return
To a shell-shocked God forsaken where their craters still they burn
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me

Still the worst is over that I hope you understand
The you're one more hurdle over our protector of the land
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company

Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !

Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me

I heard you shout for yesterday, but I was sleeping on the job
LyricsAnd I dreamt of fighters miles away whose lives I had to rob
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company

Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !

Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around

I can fly your loved ones to you
With guarantee of no return
And if John Wayne's dummy's bounce off
Don't look shocked when it comes your turn
Have a drink on me
I put it down to company

Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !

Hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !

Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !

Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !


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A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill
Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill
Green splashed with white and red going brown
Children baiting animals running up and down

I stare out of this window
See the world go past

Slipping from the newspapers stacked against the wall
Piles of colour supplements squeeze between his fall
For a fleeting second I was up that hill
Although I've never been there I wish I was there still

I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I know it off by heart

Deliveries every day newspapers and food
Never had to venture out the phone has been removed
Open up the window and stare up Primrose Hill
Sitting here it's dark outside and everything is still

I stare out of this window
See the world go past
I've read and looked at everything
I know it off by heart


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Wriggles from his captor's arms
Mr speaker gets the word and
Running now from the alarms
Speaks his mind free as a bird

Free now to roam around
Stand up straight when he quotes
Spread the word that he has found
Books of verse and scribbled notes

Mister speaker gets the word
(To tell the secrets he has heard)
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
(Mister speaker gets the word)

Stands up straight outside my door
I bring you now the words I've learned
To whom it may concern senor
Tell my friends I have returned

Mister speaker gets the word
Lyrics(To tell the secrets he has heard)
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
(Mister speaker gets the word)

Excitement rages through his brain
Stirred and stirred throughout the years
Not enough time to explain
Eyes of many sighs of fear

Making space from Colney Hatch Lane
Just some poetry my friend
Scuttles past my window frame
Vanishes right round the bend

Mister speaker gets the word
(To tell the secrets he has heard)
Speaks so fast his words are slurred
(Mister speaker gets the word)


. . .



Sunday morning silence, curtain stay closed late
No one thinks of kitchens mornings in a filthy state
Dishes cups and beer stains, ashtrays on the floor
Sunday morning papers are left outside the front door

Sunday school and Sunday roast
Sunday papers Sunday post
Sunday morning Sunday rest
Sunday sermon Sunday best
(Sunday, bloody sunday rest)

Glass of fizzy water helps to start the day
Sit and listen to Sunday silence, problems fade away
Sunday cars and drivers break the morning air
Uncollected milk outside reveals there's no one there

Sunday school and Sunday roast
Sunday papers Sunday post
Sunday morning Sunday rest
Sunday sermon Sunday best

LyricsSunday school and Sunday roast
Sunday papers Sunday post
Sunday morning Sunday rest
Sunday sermon Sunday best

Bathrobes hang in waiting, windows steaming up
Somewhere in the sink downstairs lies an unwashed cup
Tea and toast for breakfast clear away the plates
Wash-up prepare for cooking Sunday lunch awaits
Sunday lunch awaits
Sunday lunch awaits


. . .



Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...

Our house it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...

Our house, in the middle of our street
LyricsOur house, in the middle of our ...
Something tells you that you've got to get away from it

Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss
She's the one they're going to miss
In lots of ways

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...

I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...

Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street

Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street

Our house, in the middle of our street


. . .



Waking up again another sleepless night
Climbing taller buildings more dreams of flight
In a pool of sweat not knowing what to do
No more earth-bound feelings a diff'rent point of view

Moment of truth he heads towards the building
His glazed eyes stare vacantly following his feelings
No turning back the door's already shutting
Standing on his tiptoes to reach the nineteenth button

To miss a grasping hand
(I'm falling again)
And squash a passer-by
(I'm falling again)
He wanted to see some evidence
(I'm falling again)
That he could really fly

Balanced on the edge only time could tell
Some say he was pushed, others say he fell
Standing on that rooftop his brain told him 'no'
LyricsBut all the dreams in nights before told him he must go

To miss a grasping hand
(I'm falling again)
And squash a passer-by
(I'm falling again)
He wanted to see some evidence
(I'm falling again)
That he could really fly

His questions and himself
Nearly fell on stony ground
He could've embarrassed his family
Who watched him from the crowd

Balanced on the edge only time could tell
Some say he was pushed, others say he fell

To miss a grasping hand
(I'm falling again)
And squash a passer-by
(I'm falling again)
He wanted to see some evidence
(I'm falling again)
That he could really fly
(I'm falling ...)


. . .



New Delhi at three A.M.
Just arrived by K.L.M.
Left the airport in the heat
In the bus strange people meet
Driving through the starless night
Passing very unusual sights

Left the bus at five to five
Caught a taxi started to drive
He thought I was a millionaire
And accordingly put up the fare
Dawn was breaking in the east
Causing this hot night to cease

Mosquitos buzzing in my ears
Grating sound of clashing gears
Burning rubber filled the air
Taxi driver began to swear
The heat was burning my head was turning
It was then the car broke down
Just on the outskirts of town
Lyrics
A camel from the Dhrangadhra
Silently passed by our car
A vulture circled high above in the air
I had to shade my eyes to cover the glare
Sweating in the plastic seats
Hard to breathe in the increasing heat

Lying back my mind started to
Drift into an uneasy sleep
I dreamt I was in New Delhi
Slowly dying of la grippe


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I see a face that face is mine
The mirror marks the changing time
Her face I'll never see again
And mine will never be the same
That face was fine only yesterday
My problems seemed so far away

Reflections I see of myself
As in sickness as in health
As she left as for worse
No chance to re-rehearse

Try to forget try not to see
Who is that face looking at me
Reflections of yesterday
If only I could make you stay

One day past is like a year
She wouldn't say what made her leave
I didn't think she'd ever go
And why she did I'll never know
LyricsI wish I could return and see
But now it's just a memory

Reflections of yesterday
Reflections of yesterday

I see a face that face is mine
The mirror marks the changing time
Her face I'll never see again
And mine will never be the same

Reflections of yesterday
Reflections of yesterday


. . .



A sorting office in the Old Kent Road
Caters from coast to most
A nice little number if you're out of work
And aren't the sort to boast,
you're in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job
I'm your man to see
I'll sit I'll listen I'll not say a word
The less said would be best for we

Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy

We don't want to mark each other's card
Except the one you need
I need you and your returns to help
Build my company.
My twins work Brighton on a sunny day
They cover town with the shake of a hand
On a high come back coz of no come back
Now they're working in the promised land.

LyricsOoh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy

(The Allied Irish Cyprus Bank)
(India Bank Bank of Turkey)
(United Bank The People's Bank)
(To catch the worm you got to be up early)

Temporarily out of bounds had to move office
Clear out of town
For every problem there's a solution and
I can do without constitution
Dealing cards from up the Old Kent Road
I've been checked up on my heavy load
You can go but be back soon
I'll have some work for you to groom.

Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy

(Trustees Bank, Barclays Bank)
(The Natwest Bank, Midland Bank)
(Bank Of Scotland, Williams and Glyns)
(Bureau de Change, The People's Bank)

Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy


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Could it be someone's telling lies
Or could it be that I'm getting wise
Awoke myself from a nose-dive glide
I caught myself but you've lost all pride

I'm not going with you
Won't you come on with me ?

See your world in a drift fly past
So good the feeling you want to last

I'm not going with you
Would you come on with me ?

I'm not here to watch day and night
Or to hear you drift out of life

If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
LyricsIf I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some (good)

I'm worried for you
But you not for me

When everyone's living
I know where you'll be

If I should listen to your proposal
Put my future at your disposal

Promise me you'll keep yourself clean
Cut yourself from your mid-day dream.

If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline
Feed you some good
If I could wake you
A moment I would
Share you my lifeline and
Feed you some good


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I've never had much cause for worry
And I've not got a lot to say
You'll never find me in a hurry
Because I live my life day by day

People say that I'm crazy
But I'm not that way inclined
I know what I know and I'll happily show
That madness is all in the mind

Twenty-four hours is all that I care for
I believe that's the only way
Twenty-four hours is all that is needed
Because I live my life day by day

People say that I'm crazy
But I'm not that way inclined
I know what I know and I'll happily show
That madness is all in the mind

I'm happy the way that I do things
LyricsContinually feeling okay
I've no worries on what tomorrow brings
Because I live my life day by day

People say that I'm crazy
But I'm not that way inclined
I know what I know and I'll happily show
That madness is all in the mind

Well some men seek answers in bottles
And others in degenerate ways
But I don't care much for the question
Madness is all in the mind
Madness is all in the mind
Madness is all in the mind
Madness is all in the mind


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