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Simply Red
Simply Red


Background information
Origin Manchester, England
Genre(s) New Wave
Blue-eyed soul
Years active 1983—present
Label(s) East West Records
Elektra Records
Website Website
Members
Mick Hucknall
Ian Kirkham
Kenji Suzuki
Dave Clayton
Steve Lewinson
Pete Lewinson
Kevin Robinson
Former members
Aziz Ibrahim
Tony Bowers
Chris Joyce
Tim Kellett
Sylvan Richardson
Fritz McIntyre
Dave Fryman
Gota Yashiki
Tim Vine
Shaun Ward
Wayne Stobbard
Andy Wright
Mark Jaimes
Heitor Pereira
Graham Cooper
Dee Johnson
Chris De Margary
Sarah Brown
John Johnson



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Simply Red Lyrics

"Jericho" lyrics


Words and music Mick Hucknall

Listen boy, I'll tell you a thing
I'll make you a career in the business I'm in
I'll make you rich, I'll make you a toy
I'll make you turn over into my little boy
Y'see I'm going somewhere
I don't know what I'm gonna do when I get there
I know money's a thing - your only inspiration
And your only meaning
You must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you
You can fall when I will climb
But I'll be falling over just by having you in my mind

1st chorus
Mend that fight - oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball inside a jericho wall
Mend that fight - it's all twisted through them
If you ain't rich then you won't go to the ball

Having mercy and licking up love
And moving through your ocean like I've never had enough
Y'see you ain't all I want
You're everything and more that I have ever hoped for
You must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you
You can fall when I will climb
But I'll be falling over just by having you in my mind

1st chorus
Mend that fight - oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball inside a jericho wall
Mend that fight - it's all twisted through them
I'm rich, you ain't, so you won't go to the ball

2nd chorus
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go, you won't go
You won't go to the ball
(repeat)

You must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you
You can fall when I will climb
But I'll be falling over just by having you in my mind

1st chorus
Mend that fight - oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball outside a no. 10 wall
Mend that fight - it's all twisted through them
I'm rich, you ain't, so you won't go to the ball
No more!

2nd chorus
You won't go to the ball
You won't go to the ball
You won't go, you won't go
You won't go to the ball
(repeat)

Outro:
Yeah, if you ain't got nothing
You'll never go there
(repeat)
I tried to make you see
I tell you I'd had enough
Money was a thing, money was a thing
Money was a thing that I believed in
(repeat)

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