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Ridiculous (1995)
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When I was crowned a mama's boy by friends I didn't like
I made a meal of trips to school upon my father's bike
I used to sit between his legs perched on a piece of wood
And if it ever rained on us, I'd slip beneath his hood
And at home, the radio was on

From Julie Andrews (Out of my head)
To Jerry Garcia (Playing the Dead)
Life was all fun and games (Fun and games)
(Out of my head) I was out of my head
(Under the bed) And underneath my bed
(Playing the Dead) Playing with electric trains
(Electric trains)

At home the stereo was on
My head was filled with rock
I played a willow cricket bat guitar
And soloed round the clock
My records stacked up in a pile
Collected from the charts and the Top of The Pops

From Julie Andrews (Out of my head)
To Jerry Garcia (Playing the Dead)
Life was all fun and games (Fun and games)
(Out of my head) I was out of my head
(Under the bed) And underneath my bed
(Playing the Dead) Playing with electric trains
(Electric trains)

Kneeling with torchlight shining before me
In bed with my eyeballs stuck in readers' wives
Pubic hairs proudly counted every day
Many took their story out into the Milky Way

I chased the girls and made them cry, my hair grew down my back
The passing of my teenage years were spent down in the sack
I played guitar and formed a band, I puked up all night long
As people came to sit and stare while I raced through my songs
The Sound of Music passed me by
Just like the Grateful Dead

From Julie Andrews (Out of my head)
To Jerry Garcia (Playing the Dead)
Life was all fun and games (Fun and games)
(Out of my head) I was out of my head
(Under the bed) And underneath my bed
(Playing the Dead) Playing with electric trains
(Electric trains)

Oh, electric trains
(Out of my head)
(Under the bed)
(Playing the Dead)
(Out of my head)
(Under the bed)
(Playing the Dead)
(Out of my head)

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ALBUM VERSION
You're no Dame, I'm no Duke Somehow love is a fluke We've survived thick and thin Taking knocks on the chin In the eyes of the sad We may be barking mad But the truth has been ceased We are like chalk and cheese You wind me up and I drive you mad It's a fact of life, it goes hand in hand And I know that look, it's read like a book And I realize
I don't care what the world has to say You should know that I love you I love you I love you today
When the boat starts to rock Then my ears start to block All the words that you say Through the night, through the day Where there's muck there is brass And the storm soon will pass Then it's back to the norm All the cold turns to warm
Sometimes I think life crawls like a snail And all of our dreams become the wind in your sails Without wealth it's true, who cares what you do And I realize
I can feel the eyes behind us as we walk I can see the ears that listen when we talk

SINGLE VERSION
WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
You're no work of art But then nor am I Together in the frame We're here you and I In this happy home Life is set in stone That can melt like ice I don't care what the world has to say You should know that I love you I love you today
We can't agree The boat starts to rock I complain when it rains And you when it's hot What was black is white What was day is night And what is is not
I can feel the eyes behind us as we walk I can see the ears that listen when we talk

. . .


I feel my chin hit my chest
As I do my best to stay calm
I feel my face start to ache
As I try to shake the alarm
As I roll on my side
There's a smile on her face
That says much more than words ever will
About how she maintains all the spirit she's gained
When I'm grouch of the day
When I've drifted away
And I'm moping around in a sulk
She'll have something to say
And I usually obey
Then I get my resentments in bulk
That's the price that you pay
For being grouch of the day

As my legs start to shake
The feeling is great and I'm gone
I feel butterflies wing
As she starts to sling music on
As she rolls on her back
With her smile full of charm
That says much more than words ever will
About how the delight of her good time tonight
Makes me look like I'm over the hill
Her beauty erodes
The desperate loads
Of pressure that fills up my day
With one smile all the stress melts away

. . .


A black and white photograph
Of me up the garden path
Wrapped up in my football scarf
It sits here in my hand
And there mother smothered me
And how she would mother me
She knew how to suffer me
Like all mothers can
Now she is everywhere
The comb that runs through my hair
My posture on a chair
But that's not who I am
He ran from the arguments
And sat on the garden fence
And lived in the passing tense
That fell from her lips
He tended the house so well
And each time she rang his bell
He'd climb back from where he fell
And gathered his wits
Now I fear the mold is mine
A vibration shakes my spine
As I walk the crooked line
Reality hits

So let me walk free from you
You know that you want me to
Let me try something new
Let me walk away

If it's not one thing it's your mother
How I love her
How I love her
How I love her
But it's not so easy to say
Please won't you let me walk away
Let me walk away
Let me walk away

So let me walk on my own
And finish my ice cream cone
If we are to make it home
Then all will be well
Look see I'm a father now
I'm raising my own eyebrow
And being in my own row
And making life hell
This is me, see here I am
Doing the best that I can
This life has a subtle plan
But you couldn't tell

. . .


Brain engages mouth
Mouth expresses thoughts
Of how we shared those fun fair rides
Beneath the darkness of the night
Time can crowd the head
Like a sardine can
The summer that began to blur
Has put us on the calendar

This summer there won't be a cloud in the sky
I'm so made up I feel I could take off and fly
This summer we've pulled all the sheets off the bed
I'm so happy I can't get you out of my head
This summer I am so in love with you

Mornings pass us by
As curtains hide the sun
Nights we spent out of control
Like two flags wrapped around a pole

I see the helter skelter lights
And hear the music in the breeze
And when we're skimming stones tonight
It feels so good that you're with me

This summer there won't be a cloud in the sky
I'm so made up I feel I could take off and fly
This summer we've pulled all the sheets off the bed
I'm so happy I can't get you out of my head
There's no reason to ever feel lonely again
This summer I am so in love with you

. . .


Love is the liar that no one can blame
Everyone knows how it feels
All of us given to lose or to gain
So I won't question your reasons for keeping me
Keeping me here now it's late
Taking your time, making sure of mine
Looking for something to say
That would further your nervous design
Wish I could tell you that I feel the same
And it's keeping me here now it's late

I believe you got to me and you know it
I believe you won't let go
I believe you got to me
I know that you feel it too
Got to me, got to you

Looking at you sitting looking at me
Feeling the night slip away
To the morning away to the day
Let it stay sleeping, nothing can keep me
Away from you now that it's late

I believe you got to me and you know it
I believe you won't let go
I believe you got to me, can you show it
If you can then he has to know
I believe you got to me
I know that you feel it too
Got to me, got to you

. . .


I'd lost the plot and roamed around
Looked in the shops and hit the town
My head was stuffed with words and aches
I felt so rough and out of shape
The clouds puffed up like bags of sweets
That's just my luck, I couldn't eat
My guts were full of churning fear
With so much bull I had to clear
When she said stuff yourself, don't be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What's this long face that keeps on
Hanging around

She wouldn't say, I couldn't tell
Was this the day I'd go to hell
I sulked around in such a mood
Until I found the one I'd screwed
And then it came as clear as mud
I was the pain that boiled the blood
And saw the faults where there were none
Deep in the vaults where love begun

When she said stuff yourself, don't be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What's this long face that keeps on
Hanging around
Then she said get a grip and shake this mood
Get a life and find yourself some attitude
What's this long face that keeps on
Hanging around

. . .


You took all you could
And gave all you had
Knowing that I would have to understand
As you changed the locks
And threw out my socks
There was peace at hand
You sat in my chair
Your chin on your knees
I'm no longer there
And you look so pleased
I don't think that I know what to say
In my heart I love you anyway

I want you today

How can I score points
And win back your trust
Where our two hearts join
There's a sign of rust
From the tears you've cried
With the times I've lied
To the two of us
I don't think that I know what to say
In my heart I want you anyway

I can see the road behind me as I walk
I can feel the hurt that's burning as I talk

I can see the kids
As they play outside
I can read their lips
Their eyes open wide

. . .


Daphne
Don't be ridiculous
This silence is killing us
Talk to me
Speaking with a loving tongue
Give life a sense of fun
Daphne
Don't be so cavalier
All that you want is here
Talk to me
Speak with your pretty eyes
Not without compromise

If you're used to a life of farces
Playing games of judge and jury
You know when you're wearing those glasses
You look like Nana Mouskouri

Daphne
Laugh and take silly time
Leave sadness way behind
Talk to me
Tell jokes and belly laugh
Don't cut your life in half

Daphne
Shelley wrote verse for you
He would have wanted to
Talk to me
Saying I must be thick
Love is a lunatic

If you're used to a life of farces
Playing games of judge and jury
You know when you're wearing those glasses
You look like Nana Mouskouri
So you can be adjourned
Daphne I'm so concerned

Daphne
Don't be ridiculous
This silence is killing us
Talk to me

. . .


I'm lost for words which is strange for me
Stretched out like elastic bands
I'm lost for words and no longer see
Why they've slipped right through my hands
What a lunch you made
With a stew so thick
That I was afraid
I might chew a brick
Then I talked to you
With my flapping tongue
Choking on my words

I'm lost for words in the letters I write
Smudged with a bleeding pen
I'm lost for words that I never liked
But I want to use my
Abandoned words which is strange for me
Stretched out like elastic bands
I'm lost for words and no longer see
Why they've slipped right through my hands

. . .


Sitting there at home, he arrived home late
With no more blood cells to inebriate
He lunged at her there, she fell from the couch
He grabbed her body as he pulled her down
She was screaming no, kicking out at him
But he weighed a ton, she could never win
He fell down on her like a sack of snakes
Tears fell from her face as she cried and cried
When there's hope, when there's fear
What is there to say that he might hear
You turn him down with no mistake
Now you're leaving, the great escape

She ran from the room out of their back door
Leaving him to sleep on the front room floor
And she walked that night to the town hall square
She knew it was through and she didn't care
She stood up to him, he looked down on her
He shot the message and the messenger
When he woke he was sick with all the shame
Tears fell from his face as she cried and cried

She arrived back home, he was on his knees
Begging with his heart please come back to me

. . .


What have I done
What did I say
Am I the one
You can not face
When I need love
I look to you
But when I search I can not trace
A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape
Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation
Temptation for love

Why don't we try
To talk it through
And we may find
Some common ground
I realize
That once again
I search for what can not be found
A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape
Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation
Temptation for love

Is there a bond that we haven't found
Now that you're gone I lie awake
Now I've mistaken

Words fail me now
I fear the worst
I let you down
And can not face
What I have done
To you this time
I called on you but couldn't trace
A beat of your heart, a shadow or shape
Could it be me that learns to mistake temptation
Temptation for love

. . .


Tonight there's wind
Tonight there's rain
Tonight I sleep with myself again
I punch the pillow into a mound
With this frustration that I have found
Today I hoped
Today I heard
There's still no contact
Still no word
I want to hear the front door slam
I want you back to hold my hand
Tonight there's hope you'll comfort me
All I can do is wait and see
But my eyes begin to close
As footsteps softly creep
To find me sound asleep

Tonight there's pain
Tonight there's fear
Tonight it's cold now you're not here
The sound of tyres out in the wet
That's as close to you as I can get
No turning handle on our front door
The more I hate you I want you more

. . .


You infiltrate my every hour
You bug me like a flea
I only wish I had the power
To cut you free of me
Like some crustacean on my hull
You stick with me and make life dull
How can I make you see
I'm in love with you?

You typify the things to me
That I no longer do
So get a grip and let me be
And my life will improve
Leave me alone, get off my case
You're always there right in my face
But that is nothing new
I'm so in love with you

It's funny how I loved you like
The bottle at my lips
And when I fell off of my bike
My life had been eclipsed
By all the grief and disbelief there at your finger
At your fingertips

You hoover up the very words
I choose to throw away
I know some people never learn
So how can I complain?
You hiss at me and make me shake
Like some old grumpy rattlesnake
Let's think this through again
I'm so in love with you

It's funny how I loved you like
The bottle at my lips
And when I fell off of my bike
My life had been eclipsed
By all the grief and disbelief there at your finger
At your fingertips

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