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Saint Etienne Album



2001
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Cool Kids Of Death
3.
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Shad Thames
8.
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11.
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13.
14.
4:35 In The Morning (Kid Loco Mix)
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Saturday (Fugu Mix)
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. . .



When you were young
And on
Your own,
How did it feel
To be
Alone?
I was always thinking,
Games that I was playing,
Trying to make the best of my time.

But only love
Can break
Your heart;
Try to be sure
Right from
The start.
Yes, only love
Can break
Your heart,
But if your world
Should fall
Apart...

I have a friend
I've nev- -er seen
He hides his head
Inside
A dream
Someone should call him
And see if he can come out,
Try to lose the gang that he's found.

But only love
Can break
Your heart;
Try to be sure
Right from
The start.
Yes, only love
Can break
Your heart,
But if your world
Should fall
Apart...

I was always thinking,
I was always thinking.
I was always thinking,
I was always thinking.
I was always thinking,
I was always thinking.
I was always thinking.

I was always thinking,
Games that I was playing.
I was always thinking,
Games that I was playing.
I was always thinking,
I was always thinking.
I was always thinking,
I was always thinking.
I - / I - / I - / I - /
I was always thinking,
Games that I was playing.
I was always thinking,
Games that I was playing.
I was always thinking,
Games that I was playing.
I was always thinking,
Games that I was playing.


. . .



Without beforehand thinking,
Sometimes I say things.
I could never hate you.
I could never hate you.

I do not mean one
Word of what I say.
I don't hate you.
I don't, I do not.

Let's kiss and make up,
Let's kiss and make up.
Let's you and i
Kiss and make up.
Let's kiss and make up,
Let's kiss and make up.
Let's you and i
Kiss and make up.

Without beforehand thinking,
Sometimes I say things.
I could never hate you.
I could never hate you.

I do not mean one
Word of what I say.
I don't hate you.
I love you.

Let's kiss and make up,
Let's kiss and make up.
Let's you and i
Kiss and make up.
Let's kiss and make up,
Let's kiss and make up.
Let's you and i
Kiss and make up.

Let's kiss and make up,
Let's kiss and make up.
Let's you and i
Kiss and make up.
Let's kiss and make up,
Let's kiss and make up.
Let's you and i
Kiss and make up.


. . .



(Sample)
Thank you every - come on,
give her a proper Liverpool hand you can do better than that!
And now, ladies and gentlemen what you've been waiting for.

(sung)
I've come a long way
(spoken)
I've come a long long way since the day you walked into mylife
(sung)
You walked into my life
(spoken)
You smoothed out all of the rough edges with your sweet
love and devotion
(sung)
I was tired, in love like a fool
(spoken)
I was tired of living the life of a fool I was wondering
where I'd gone wrong
(sung)
But I know it's gonna work out fine
(spoken)
But I know it's gonna work out fine when I see that
look in your eyes

CHORUS
yeah
I've never felt so good
I've never felt so strong
Nothing can stop us now
No, no, no, no

(sung)
I've heard some people say
(spoken)
Yeah nothing can stop us now I've heard people
say that a man who needs a woman is weak
(sung) So wrong oh they're so wrong
(spoken)
But they'te so wrong because nobody can hide from love
(sung)
Ooh do you want to know
(spoken)
Do you want to know, do you want to know something else that'strue?
(sung)
It's true it's true just the touch of your hand, wo-oh
(spoken)
Just the touch of your hand and I know we can make it

CHORUS

I've never felt so strong
I've never felt so good
Nothing can stop us now.

Nothing, nothing etc.


. . .



Dry your eyes, boy, there's no need to be sad
Forget about yesterday and the bad times that you've had
You've loved and lost and now you're feeling so blue
But can't you see it's me who really loves you?

With the love I've got you'll forget about her
And find it easy to live without her

It's only Spring time
Oh, you're too young to say you're through with love
It's only Spring time
And I'll be different, boy
I promise you, I swear to you

Once more you tell me you're glad we are friends
You say your heart's been broken again
How many times have you looked into my eyes?
Don't you realise we're two of a kind?

With the love I've got you'll forget about her
And find it easy to live without her

It's only Spring time
And you're too young to say you're through with love
It's only Spring time
And I'll be different, boy
I'll be different, I swear to you

I've been watching all your love affairs
Three years now - don't you think I care?
How many times have you looked into my eyes?
Don't you realise we're two of a kind?

It's only Spring time
You're too young to say I'm through with love
It's only Spring time
And I'll be different
I'll be different, boy


. . .



You know the hurts
So deep
That I cant sleep or eat,
And what Im hoping for
Is to feel your kisses sweet.
If we could just talk
Things might be a little more clear.
I really need the chance
To explain the way I feel.

I cant sleep (cant sleep),
Thinking of you constantly,
I cant sleep (cant sleep),
Wishing you were here with me.
I cant sleep (cant sleep
Where are you please(? ))

When I get home from work,
Sit down and watch tv,
The night falls
Just like a bad dream.

I cant sleep (cant sleep),
Thinking of you constantly,
I cant sleep (cant sleep),
Wishing you were here with me.
I cant sleep (cant sleep
Where are you please(? ))

I cant sleep (cant sleep),
Thinking of you constantly,
I cant sleep (cant sleep),
Wishing you were here with me.
I cant sleep (cant sleep
Where are you please(? ))


. . .



Hello? / [laughs] / hello?

Rhyming as Im coming to the top, / with my back-pack of rhymes I wont stop. /
Every lyric / flying high like a dove / as the lord / sprinkles his love /
On me. / his assigned destiny, / teaching, preaching, cmon / question me! /
I have the answer to the master-plan. / if you cant, / then I can. /

Jumping the chitz(? ) as I speak out, / wondering what its all about, /
Wishing I was only a dream / and I wasnt so extreme. /
Gonna make you see Im not faking it / like all the others that be making it. /
Ecstatic, and stating the facts; / take heed to my extracts. /

Following the paths of me, / eat til you fill your greed. /
Feeding on my knowledge like a cake, / the smell of truth as I bake. /
Some goals / you will achieve; / no loss or debt to believe; /
Believe me, I wouldnt lie, / for my question / I need your reply. /

Whatever / you take from me, /
Whatever / you say, /
I try / to make you see /
Things / my way. /
Touch me, / take my hand. /
Hold on tight. / as tight as you can. /
Ill be with you / all the way. /
Im asking you / wont you stay? /
Its your reality. /

Durbba durbba duhr, /
Badurbba durbba duhr, /
Badurbba durbba duhr, /
Badurbba durbba duhr. /

Earning respect from the crowd / as expression of my meaning comes loud, /
Bringing it all across / so as you know whos boss. /
This is not a media hype - / maybe Im just not that type. /
My rhymes thatll lift you like a drug, / like a mat, Ill be your rug. /

Whatever / that you say, /
Ill never / turn you away. /
You dont know me / as you are, /
My mind is / what you have caught. /
Touch me, / take my hand. /
Hold on tight, / as tight as you can, /
Ill be with you / all the way. /
Im asking you / wont you stay? /
Its your reality. /

Durbba durbba duhr, /
Badurbba durbba duhr, /
Badurbba durbba duhr, /
Badurbba durbba duhr.
[laughs]


. . .



(bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) /
Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) /

Don't / you / worry `bout a thing. /
Teen spirit / is the '90s scene! /
I know you want to hold my hand, /
I know you're going to love my band, yeah! /

Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /
Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /

You should / call us up tonight. /
Our time, / everything's alright. /
There's gonna be a storm quite soon, /
Get ready `cause we're coming through, yeah! /

Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /
Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /

(do you believe in magic? ) /
(do you believe in magic? ) /

Slip on your pink fur coat, / bring your rude pictures, /
Put on your teenage head - / this is a love thing! /
We all want to / kiss the sky; /
Join our club, / we're going to try! /

Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /
Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /
Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /
Join our club! / (bup bup ba-da bup bup ba-da-da) (do you believe in magic? ) /

(do you believe in magic? ) /
(do you believe in magic? ) /
(do you believe in magic? ) /


. . .



Get on the floor and look real sexy!

Saw you,
And when I saw you
I thought this is real,
This is real!
Kissed you,
And when I kissed you,
I whispered forever,
Forever!

I love the way,
I love the way you move
I love the way,
I love the way you move
Just lose yourself,
Lose yourself in circles of sound.

People get real,
People get real,
People get real!

Knowing
The way the way we are feeling
You told me that we'd turn clean,
? ? ? we turned clean.
Talking,
Taking advantage.
The other side of your dreams
Of your dreams.

Don't tell me
This is precious!
Don't tell me
This is soulful!
Well you have to be,
Have to be kidding me on!

People get real,
People get real,
People get real!

So don't stop,
Don't stop believing,
No and don't stop,
Don't stop believing,
Just keep on, keep on, keep on believing it's here.

People get real,
People get real,
People get real!


. . .



Here she comes
She's running over the hill
With her friend in tow
I know how it feels
When there's no one else on Earth
Oh, heavenly days
You and me

Oh, only love can mend a broken heart

There's a place
That I've seen in my dreams
I'd like to live there
By a golden sea
The only sound
That I ever want to hear
Is the sound of her voice

Here she comes
She's running over the hill
With her friend in tow

Oh, only love can mend a broken heart


. . .



[sample:]
A lemonade.

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.

[backing throughout the verses:] ba-ba-da ba-da ba-ba-ba-da...

Pass me the suitcase, baby. I know its not that easy and
Give me my mirror, love, just give me back my memories,
And oh, oh, how many years is it now maurice?

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.

And I was half-asleep, and riding on a slow-coach, I
Think I lose all these things still, meaning Im not holy and, oh,
Oh, your honey-dish, oh, its on my list.

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.

Wish my hearts wish climbing out your window
For your savage amusement.
You put a spell over me, well,
Smells like lemon flavour.

Ba-ba-da ba-da ba-ba-ba-da...

Tuesday, if I had you back again you know Im against the future.
Wednesday, I was a little girl (I was the little girl whod like to snog your face.)
And ooh, oh, how many years is it now maurice?

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.

Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
Oo-oo-ooh, young heart.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.
(and then I shall go back to maurice.)
And, ooh, oh the clowns no good.


. . .



Cigarette, a cup of tea, a bun.

Ooh... /
Button up your sheepskin carraway, / rainy cafe, kentish town, tuesday. /
Barry's looking through the racing post, / orders coffee, another round of toast. /
Lucy writes a letter, / she'd like to spend an evening with prince b. /
[when they perform the song live, the verse is often extended to:
Lucy writes a letter, / and harvey throws his arms around vanessa /
? ? ? spoke with pm dawn ? ? ? / she'd like to spend an evening with prince b.]

When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for, /
Joking around, still digging that sound. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for. /

Squeezy bottles under pepsi signs, / joe and johnny chew the bacon rind. /
Jackie wants to meet the glitter band, / dilworth is a strange and lovely man, /
And eubank wins the fight, / and did you see the klf last night? /
[when they perform the song live, the verse is often extended:
Robbie wants to be the heavy [? ] / ? ? ? /]

When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for, /
Joking around, still digging that sound. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for. /

Rainy cafe, kentish town, tuesday, /
Joking around, still digging that sound. /
Everyone's dreaming of all they've got to live for. /

When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. (ten a.m.) /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. /
When we meet for a while, / tuesday morning ten a.m. (ten a.m.)/
When we meet for a while (meet for a while, / meet for a while, meet for a while.) /
When we meet for a while (meet for a while, / meet for a while, meet for a while.)


. . .



Toast is burned,
and your coffee's cold,
and you leave all the post `cause it's nothing but bills again.

Home from work,
put the TV on.
Get your kicks watching Bruce on the old Generation Game

Just dial my number,
I've got some plans for you.
You're in a bad way
and I can help you through.
You're in a bad way,
every day is just the same.
Just dial my number
or call my name.


Jeans are old
and your hair's all wrong
Don't you know that crew-cuts and trainers are out again?
Going out
you're feeling low
Running for cover, it looks like it's going to rain.
(What a shame!)


Just dial my number,
I've got some plans for you.
You're in a bad way
and I can help you through.
You're in a bad way,
every day is just the same.
Just dial my number
or call my name.

Just dial my number,
I've got some plans for you.
You're in a bad way
and I can help you through.
You're in a bad way,
every day is just the same.
Just dial my number
or call my name.

You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
You're in a bad way,
(you're in a bad way)
Yeah!


. . .



[intro sample on you're in a bad way version:]
You asked me to make a record of my voice. Well here it is. What you want me to say is I love you. Here's the truth. I hate you, you little slut. You make me sick!

When you told me your dream (when you told me your dream)
I wanted to cry.
You almost looked happy (you almost looked happy)
Please don't tell me it's true.
All our neighbours are old (all our neighbours are old)
Street-lamp buzzes all night.
There are some nice parts of London, (there are some nice parts of London)
You can see them from here (you can see them from here, you can see them from here.)

You're not going to change,
We're not moving away.
Were staying here, (staying here.)
Were staying here, (staying here.)

We both work âЂ?til late,
Catch the fifty-eight.
Usually asleep by eleven, (asleep by eleven)
But somehow it didn't seem right
When you turned and said (when you turned and said)
Let's go mad tonight.
So we drank and danced; (so we drank and danced)
For once I felt close to you (for once I felt close to you, for once I felt close to you.)

You're not going to change.
We're not moving away.
We're staying here, (staying here.)
We're staying here, (staying here.)
We're staying here, (staying here.)
We're staying here, (staying here.)
We're staying here, (staying here.)
We're staying here, (staying here.)
We're staying here, (staying here...)


. . .



Who am i? /
I'm just a girl / who only wants /
To try / to do what's right; /
I'll never make / you cry, /
But you're no good for me, and /
Who do you think you are? /
You tried to push me a bit too far, /
And every day sees another scar. /
Oh tell me, who do you think you are? /
If you want me there, / you gotta care! /
Oh tell me, /

Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care. /
Who do you really think that you are? (who) /

Where are we? (oh where are we? ) /
We're at the cross roads and /
I just / can't see (just can't see) /
Which way to take / to keep you
Here / with me (here with me). /
The lights are changing, baby, /
Who do you think you are? /
You tried to push me a bit too far, /
And every day sees another scar. /
Oh tell me, who do you think you are? /
If you want me there, / you gotta care! /
Oh tell me, /

Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care. /
Who do you really think that you are? (who) /

If you want me there, / you gotta care! /
Oh tell me, /

Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care. /
Who do you really think that you are? (who)/

Who do you think you are (who) /
Taking advantage of me this way? /
Tell me, who do you think you are (who), /
Hurting me more with the things you say? /
It's not fair, / you don't care...


. . .



Do you think a girl should go to bed with a feller, if she doesn't love him?
No. [pause] unless it's me.

I heard she drove the silvery sports-car /
Along the empty streets last night. /
Hanging around / with hair-dos like mine. /
No, I haven't seen the kids for some time. /

Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway, /
Just like a harpsichordist she moved. /
And back upstairs / at half past two, /
With a paper folded, outside the loo. /

Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no, / no sugar tonight. /
Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears again. /

And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time, /
On this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? /
And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time? /
The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line. /

Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no, / no sugar. /
Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears. /

And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /
No no, no sugar tonight. / (don't forget to catch me.) /
Don't forget to catch me...


. . .



Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /

All of his friends have been wondering /
Why he spent so long with her; /
He's so dark and moody, /
She is his sunshine girl. /

Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /

In the bed where they make love /
She's in a film on the sheets. /
He shows dreams like a movie, /
She's the softness of cinema seats. /

Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /

He sees all of the girls /
Like demi moore as she sighs. /
Dreams come true as he holds her, /
`til the x's come up in her eyes. /

Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /

Like roses grow in a churchyard, /
Her skin as white as the milk, /
Just like a sherpa tensing /
Under a manilla silk. /

Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala, /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala. /
Lalala lalalala, / lalalala lalalalala...


. . .



Ooh, / what are you thinking of? /
Boy, / what are you dreaming of? / (anyway,) /
I run around the streets to find you, /
Shout your name, I want to hold you, / (what are you thinking of? ) /
I run around the streets to find you, /
Shout your name, I want to hold you. /

I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / won't you hug my soul? /

Ooh, / what are you thinking of? /
Boy, / you're thinking about my love. / (anyway,) /
You're walking through my dreams at night, /
Losing all my appetite, oh no, / (what are you thinking of? ) /
You're walking through my dreams at night, /
Losing all my appetite, oh no, /

I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / won't you hug my soul? /
I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / baby, we're alright (alright, alright.) /

I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / won't you hug my soul? /
I'll be there / to run into your arms. /
I'll be there. / baby, we're alright (alright, alright.)

Duppa duppa da, / duppa duppa da, /
Dup da, / dup da, /
[whistling] /
Dup da, / dup da...


. . .



He's gone, he's gone.


She wears sad jeans torn at the waistband.
Her pretty face is stained with tears.
And in her right hand she clasps a letter;
I know this means that he has gone.


And in this town of mis-guided tourists,
she never thought she'd fall in love.
It was a few days after her birthday,
The thrill hostess gave her first kiss.


He said her skin smelled just like petals,
said stupid things he knew she'd like.
She said her life was like a motorway:
Dull, grey, and long 'til he came along.


He's gone, he's gone.


I said "How could he ever leave you?
You two were good, you were so right."
She said "I wish that he just left me;
He'd be alive, alive tonight."


He's gone, he's gone.
He's gone, he's gone.
He's gone, he's gone.


. . .

Cool Kids Of Death

[No lyrics]

. . .



Plane or a boat
Get away, gotta go

Stood in the snow
No sound, alone

Everybody thinks they know the answers
Everybody wants to be courageous
Standing on the corner waiting for a taxi
Suddenly it seems so clear

Plane or a boat
Get away, gotta go
Get away


. . .



Hes on the phone, and she wants to go home;
Shoes in hand, dont make a sound, its time to go.

(ooh-ooh)
Someday (someday), someday.

Hes on the phone, doesnt want to go home.
The hotel life - forget your wife, youre on your own.
Academia girl;
Her lifes a gas, she loves the trash inside his world.
Cant find his way there,
Got the cash, feeling flash in leicester square.

(ooh-ooh)
Yes.
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
And now hes trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday.)
Yes.
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
And now hes trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday.

Its five to twelve and shes nervous as hell,
With nothing to lose, its hard to choose its hard to tell.
[the remix has this additional couplet:
And hers is lilac and gold;
The things she has, shes feeling sad, shes feeling old.]
Skin is dewdrop and warm;
The lipstick kiss, reminisce, awake til dawn.

(ooh-ooh)
Yes.
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
And now hes trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday.)
Yes. (ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
And now hes trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday.)

Et cest alors que supposement blesse par le commun des mortels,
[the remix contains the middle section:
Quen habit pourpre et net, de mes cendres fictions,
Pour lencore inconnu(e), attendu(e); ]
Je reserecte encore et encore.
Je reserecte encore et encore.

Hes on the phone and she wants to go home,
Shoes in hand, dont make a sound, its time to go

Ooh-ooh
Yes.
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
And now hes trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday.)
Yes. (ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
And now hes trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday), someday.


. . .



You're mine...

Angel,
Nobody ever stopped to wonder why

Angel,
Nobody knows what's going on in my mind at night


. . .



A simple good morning
Or hello would have done
The silence 10 am
Not my idea of fun
The papers the photos
Things were found in the fire

Chorus:
Something that you said
The look upon your face
Something in the way you hold me
I know what they say
I know what this means
I know that you never told me

A change of hair colour
Clairol baby-blond
Im not quite used to it
It never takes too long
No makeup no earrings
Nothing to identify me

Chorus

Repeat chorus several times...


. . .

Shad Thames

[No lyrics]

. . .



A redwood tree, the radio
They moved them down the hall

A beauty queen from Idaho
Was broken in the fall

Never write a love song
Never write a trip hop
Never write a ballad
Got to get a grip now
'Cause nothing ever matters
If you hide away from it all

In twenty years this place will be
Just like L.A. today

Never write a love song
Never write a trip hop
Never write a ballad
Got to get a grip now
'Cause nothing ever matters
If you hide away from it all


. . .



Seventeen, high school queen, Yeah you're pretty cute I can see. Well you've come a long way since september, but Sylvie you oughtta remember, You know he's mine. You know he's mine. You know he's mine. Sylvie girl I'm a very patient person but I'll have to shut you down, If you don't give up your flirting. Leave him alone 'cos I know he loves me. Leave him alone 'cos he tells me he loves me. Over and over and over and over again. Over and over and over and over again. Seventeen, high school queen, Yeah you're pretty cute, I can see. Well you've come along way since September, But Sylvie you oughtta remember, You know he's mine. You know he's mine. You know he's mine. Sylvie girl, although you're my little sister, Well you're not without your charms, I'm not sure that he'll resist you. Give it all up, for we see you crying. Give it all up, 'cos I know you've been trying. Over and over and over and over again. Over and over and over and over again. Over and over and over and over again. (repeat to fade, with backing vocals of 'Oh, Sylvie girl, oh Sylvie girl.')


. . .



She walked out on you last Saturday
Under the wheels
Of a crowd on Main Street USA
Know how it feels

She said cancel everything
And like a fool
You never see what's happening
She dropped out school

Get away, let her go
Let her go now
Hey, in your brain
Yeah you know
Let her go now

I should have told you
To lose that girl
I should have told you
That's not your world

On her radio she turned the disco down
Disco down

She thought she'd look good in purple jeans from Santa Fe
And she overdosed on magazines

Just fade to grey

Get away, let her go
Let her go now
Hey, in your brain
Yeah you know
Let her go now

I should have told you
To lose that girl
I should have told you
That's not your world

On her radio she turned the disco down
Disco down

I should have told you
To lose that girl
I should have told you
That's not your world

I should have told you
I should have told you


. . .



Last Thursday,
5:30
A shoot in Ladbrook Grove
Hours later
Hey waiter
Could you pour some more of those?

(All for you)
And when I'm all alone
(All for you)
I'm by the microphone
(All for you)
I see your photograph
(All for you)
Don't even want to laugh

Some secret
Must keep it
Hey, I wouldn't know who to tell
Next morning
Fair warning
Ooh, have you got something to sell?

(All for you)
And when I'm all alone
(All for you)
I'm by the microphone
(All for you)
I see your photograph
(All for you)
Don't even want to laugh

Wide awake
The cold cold light of day
Realise my taste
My taste just slips away
I say my taste just slips away

(All for you)
And when I'm all alone
(All for you)
I'm by the microphone
(All for you)
It's all for you
(All for you)
I see your photograph
(All for you)
Don't even want to laugh

Days later
Saw the paper
How did I fall for you?

(All for you)
And when I'm all alone
(All for you)
I'm by the microphone
(All for you)
It's all for you
(All for you)
I see your photograph
(All for you)
Don't even want to laugh

(All for you)
And when I'm all alone
(All for you)
I'm by the microphone
(All for you)
It's all for you
(All for you)
And I see your photograph
(All for you)
(It's all for you)
Don't even want to laugh


. . .



We hadn't had our tea for long
When you said there's something wrong
Can I take this once again
You know I'd like to be a friend

Behind the wheel of my Capri
It seems it like no one's noticed me And now you're coming out from work And deep inside I feel so hurt

I saw the people crowding round
You didn't move or make a sound
Sky so overcast and grey
And something happened here today

She's got to run
Run away from home
You know she's got to run
Run away from home
She's got to run
You know she's got to run
Run away from home


. . .



I've never been to Rome
But I don't need to go
I don't need to go to know
Life would be sweet and slow

The traffic sign
The washing line
Down Holloway Road she goes
Wasting time

Just a little sleep
I need some dreams to keep
To keep my mind from running through
The stupid things I do

The shopping's done
the kettle's on
And if he calls today
I may come undone

Madeleine, could you explain? Madeleine, did she mention my name?

Somewhere in the East
A caravan rolled on
The waters flowed on through the town The rain fell on everyone

Madeleine, could you explain? Madeleine, did she mention my name?

Madeleine, could you explain? Madeleine, did she mention my name?


. . .



Hey baby
I've been up all night
Trying to make sense of my life

Day's breaking
Things are getting bright
After all this time

And any fool could see
That you're the best thing
That's happened to me

4:35 in the morning
Everything is clear

4:35 in the morning
I wish that you were here

So lately
I've been coming home
Sleepy, all alone

Don't hate me
Left here on my own
Staring at the phone

And any fool could see
That you're the best thing
That's happened to me

4:35 in the morning
Everything is clear

4:35 in the morning
I wish that you were here

4:35 in the morning
Everything is clear

I hear the phone
It's ringing loud
I'm coming alive

4:35
4:35

Yeah any fool could see
That you're the best thing
That's happenened to me

4:35 in the morning
Everything is clear

4:35 in the morning
Everything is clear

4:35 in the morning
4:35 in the morning
4:35


. . .



I'm here waiting
Anticipating
Life without you

Been up drinking
But I'm still thinking
About you
Yes it's true

Every day
In every way
What can a girl do
Without you

I keep falling in love
And you're breaking my heart
I know that it's wrong
But where do I start
It's the end of the day
I'm here alone
And you're so far away

Two years later
I still don't hate her
What can I do
About you (c'est tres beau une femme qui pleure)

You're what I want
You're what I need
Don't ever change
Honey please
You took me on
To get me up
And then forgot
It's just enough
I couldn't live
Without you there
It means a lot
This sweet affair
I'll make a wish
About you and me
We'll feel like this
For eternity

I keep falling in love
And you're breaking my heart
I know that it's wrong
But where do I start?
It's the end of the day
I'm here alone
And you're so far away


. . .



Sunshine coming in through my window
Painting patterns upon the pillow
Draw the blind just in time

Try to wake up but my mind's still foggy
Someone pour me another coffee
Strong and black, half a sack!

Hey, every Saturday
Get up late but it's OK
Nothing changes I'm afraid
Nothing changes...

Scoot around town with my head still aching
Serves me right with the things I'm taking
Chilean wine suits me fine!

Later on: bump into Paul & Bronwyn
Does anyone fancy a drink or something?
7.10 - start again!


. . .



You're the pilot, you're the pilot
You're the pilot

You're the pilot, you're the pilot
You're the pilot

To my left the course of a stream
From it's source in the hills
Winding down to a port by the sea
And on my right there's a girl on the wing
"Take control, you're the pilot
You're the pilot, take control... take control"


. . .


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