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The Roches Album


Another World (1985)
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by Mark Johnson

Beyond this world came a power
Struck into me I don't know how
It happened slow I want you to know
Her love is true music and it
Radiates around

Here comes a new day: clouds roll away
Don't ask me, I don't know a thing
Let's drive to town across the border line
Her love is true music and it
Radiates around

My chance for true happiness
It waits upon her kiss
How can it be, it feels so good to know all this

My heart may break and it might fall
She is mine and I am hers through seasons all
Let's drive to town
Across the borderline
Her love is true music
And it radiates around

. . .


by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche

I don't feel that great today
I have never felt that great
Don't tell me to exercise
Don't tell me it's what I ate

There's got to be another world
Oh yeah oo oo oo baby
There's got to be another world
Oh yeah oo oo oo baby

I'm the kind of person who
Likes to sleep all day and night
Too bad I'm sleeping by myself
Nobody's here to hold me tight

There's got to be another world
Oh yeah oo oo oo baby
There's got to be another world
Oh yeah oo oo oo baby

Think how good just normal feels
A helmet on my head
Constant flow of ice cream in
I'd be as good as dead

There's got to be another world
Oh yeah oo oo oo baby
There's got to be another world
Oh yeah oo oo oo baby

. . .


Mm dooby do, dahm dahm, dahm do dahm ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm ooh dahm

Mm dooby do, dahm dahm, dahm do dahm ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm ooh dahm
Mm dooby do

(Come softly, darling)
(Come to me, sta-ay)
(You're my ob-session)
(For ever and a da-ay)

I want, want you to kno-o-ow
I love, I love you so
Please hold, hold me so tight
All through, all through the night..

(Speak softly, darling)
(Hear what I sa-ay)
(I love you always)
(Always, always)

I've waited, waited so long
For your kisses and your love
Please come, come to me
>From up, from up above

(Come softly, darling)
(Come softly, darling)
I need, need you so much
Wanna feel your wa-arm touch

Mm dooby do, dahm dahm, dahm do dahm ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm ooh dahm

Mm dooby do, dahm dahm, dahm do dahm ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm do dahm, ooby do
Dahm dahm, dahm ooh dahm
repeat to end)

. . .


by David Roche

He's not dead or alive
He's not off with some other guy
He's not lost track of the time
He's just

Missing

People say hey it'll never happen to me
Just goes to show how foolish people can be
I've been waiting all night for a sign from my baby
But he's

Missing

He's not coming through the door
He's not dialing the phone
He's not out on the dance floor
He's not walking home alone
He's just

Missing

He's not drugged or lost
Or trying to escape
He's not being raped
He's not in my arms
Looking in my eyes
Smiling for me
He's just

Missing

People say hey it'll never happen to me
Just goes to show how foolish people can be
I've been waiting all night for a sign from my baby
But he's

Missing

. . .


by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche

Face down at Folk City
When you came in here your were looking so pretty
With your dracula cape and your bat what a pity
Now you're face down at Folk City

Somebody's singing a song up on the stage
But I'm sorry to say it ain't the latest rage
Two mean men come walking in the door
Now one of ?em stands and the other's on the floor

He's face down at Folk City
When you came in here your were looking so pretty
With your dracula cape and your bat what a pity
Now you're face down at Folk City

Step right up the girl behind the bar
And she looks at you like who the hell you think you are
You spend the next seven hours expressing your soul
Then you go into the girls room and you give it to the bowl.

Ooo I'm having such a great time
Ooo where the sun don't shine
Ooo I'm having such a great time
Ooo where the sun don't shine

When you wake up you don't remember a thing
But you think you hear the telephone ring
Hi I just called to say hello
And to tell you something you might like to know

You were face down at Folk City
When you came in here your were looking so pretty
With your dracula cape and your bat what a pity
Now you're face down at Folk City

. . .


by Terre and Suzzy Roche

He goes to the window to see
He can't help it he's got to look away
aaah
So many sweethearts strolling in the park again today

Days and days of loneliness
Endless cup of coffee pack of cigarettes
aaah
So many foggy nights of drinking he forgets

In the diary he keeps he writes against himself
Can't do it all alone need somebody else's help
Lately I've been sitting around thinking about it
I guess I don't deserve somebody to love

I'm an angry angry man
I know I'm no fun but I need a hand
aaah
Nobody really likes and angry angry man

Angry angry man

. . .


by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche

What is the matter with the weather
How come you don't get any rain
You search the sky for signs of life
But out on the prairie in your dried up corn
You never felt so weary and you never been this torn

You're being weeded
You're being weeded
You're being weeded out

Remember when a couple years back
You won the raffle at the dance
They made a path you gave a laugh
How will you find something else where you go
As hard as a harvest and as heavy as a hoe

You're being weeded
You're being weeded
You're being weeded out

Rise and shine another time
Standing in the endless afternoon so warm
Not a cloud in the air but you're still counting on a storm

You're being weeded
You're being weeded
You're being weeded out

. . .


by Terre and Suzzy Roche

They have a language all their own
It has an I can make it overtone
Conversation never stops
Throw the ball up it never drops

Older Girls

They have crop of growing kids
Most of the marriages on the skids
If the disappointment hit 'em hard
Seem to be holding high cards

Older Girls

Feast your eyes on well made suit
Dig that hairdo expensive boot
Maybe the get a little heavy sometimes
Sitting up late with bottle of wine
Older Girls

In the clothing store they try
On some size they used to buy
Fleeing there the go and eat
Something that will still taste sweet

Older Girls

As I go from year to year
Through lover affair and big career
Wonder what I'm gonna be
Watch the older girls and see

Older Girls

Letting all the trimmings go
That were part of the big show
Here it comes the real them
Forever busting out amen

. . .


by Suzzy Roche

It may be what I wanna do
But I won't fall in lover with you
You are never gonna be mine
But I just love to see you

Old moon shining starlight
But I can't have my wish tonight
You are never gonna be mine
But I just love to see you

Can you hear me
Can you hear me
Can you hear me friend

No one nowhere can take your place
The happy sad look on your face
You are never gonna be mine
But I just love to see you

. . .


GIMME A SLICE
by Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche

Money position and power
Flashing back to the first impression
Hurrying year and slow hour
Are you ready to make some concessions

Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it

Babbling gossip and thin ice
High flying theories and complex notions
How many times can you think twice
You're gonna have to go through the emotions

Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it

Listen to the sound of the way you get around the room
Look into the eyes of the other butterflies that loom
Wearisome and dull weird and fantastic
Profitless and vain brave and elastic
All the lesser lights pale
You pack a punch and you don't know about it

Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it
Gimme a slice with everything on it

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