The lyrics of Saint Etienne

Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher

Ooooooohhhhh, oooooooohhhhhhhh.
Ooooooohhhhh, oooooooohhhhhhhh.

Da da dam x6.

You're the pilot, you're the pilot, you're the pilot orahharhh x2.
To my left the course of a string, 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. )

Chorus:
La la la la la la, la la la la, la la la la.
La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la. ( Through out remaining verses. )
You're the pilot, he's the pilot, you're the pilot, oooohhhhhh.
La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la.
La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la.
You're the pilot, he's the pilot, you're the pilot, oooohhhhhh.

Repeat Chorus.

7 Ways To Love

Seven ways to love, / seven ways to love, / seven ways to love, / seven ways to love, / yeah! /

is enough to give you the basic idea...

A Christmas Gift To You

Transcribed by Nicola

Sarah: Hello, this is Saint Etienne here with a special Christmas message for you all. How are you feeling Bob? Bob: I'm feeling dandy and I just want to say Happy Christmas, war is over. How are you feeling Pete? Pete: I'm feeling my oats. It's a bit parky in here, isn't it? Anyone fancy a drink? What's your favourite Christmas drink Bob? Bob: Umm, can I have a vodka with domestos in it and a slice of ??? please? Pete: Certainly sir. And Sarah? Sarah: No thank you. eh... can I have a glass of champagne with an Oxo cube in it please? Thank you. Mmmmm. Bob: Do you want a drink Pete, I'm buying this round? Pete: No. Sarah: We've got a couple of songs for you and the first one is... Bob: Driving Home For Christmas, a smashing song by Chris Rea. And the second one is.. Pete: Message In A Bottle, a tribute to the gentle giant of rock, Sting. Sarah: And now we'd all like to say... All: Happy Christmas!!

A Slavic Beauty With A Rose Between Her Teeth

[This song is an instrumental.]

Accident

He's on the phone, / doesn't want to go home. / The hotel life - / forget your wife, / you're on your own. Academia girl; / her life's a gas, / she loves the trash / inside his world. / Can't 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 he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday. /

It's five to twelve / and she's nervous as hell, / with nothing to lose, / it's hard to choose / it's hard to tell. / And her's is lilac and gold; / the things she has, / she's feeling sad, / she's feeling old. / Skin is dewdrop and warm; / the lipstick kiss, / reminisce, / or wait will dawn. /

(Ooh-ooh) / Yes. / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday. / (Ooh-ooh) / Yes. / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday. /

Et c'est alors que supposement blesse par le commun des mortels, / Qu'en habit pourpre et net, / de mes cendres fictions, / pour l'encore inconnu(e), attendu(e); / Je reserecte encore et encore. / Je reserecte / encore / et encore. /

He's on the phone / and she wants to go home, / shoes in hand, / don't make a sound, / it's time to go /

Ooh-ooh / Yes. / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday. / Ooh-ooh / Yes. / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday, someday, someday. (Ooh-ooh) / Someday, someday, someday.

Afraid To Go Home

Transcribed by Kevin Hung

Hearing tunes in other rooms They stay, they stay like morning rays Summer in sound tumbling down The sun around my face Leaves are green like tambourines A walk, a walk in morning dew Soul in the breeze Places like theses The times I shared with you

Can we slow it down, slow it down I'm afraid to go home I'm afraid to go home Can we slow it down, slow it down Scared of being alone Scared to answer the phone I'm afraid to go home

Ocean view is drowned in blue The waves, the waves against the shore Say I don't care but knowing he's there I'll pour a couple more

Can we slow it down, slow it down I'm afraid to go home I'm afraid to go home Can we slow it down, slow it down I'm afraid to go home I'm afraid to go home

Anymore

Does anyone remember how it used to be? / Don't turn around 'cause you won't see me cry. / I hear the sounds of motorways and aeroplanes. / I'm feeling I've got no more love to give. /

I don't want tomorrow / I don't want the car, / I don't need your money / anymore. / I don't need the moonlight, / I don't want the stars, / I don't need the sunshine / anymore. / I don't want the hotels, / I don't want the bars, / I don't need you calling round here no more. /

Does anyone believe in what you say to them? / Don't turn around, never see me cry. / I can't believe how you've spent you life since then; / wasting time, telling lies and more. /

I don't want tomorrow / I don't want the car, / I don't need your money / anymore. / I don't need the moonlight, / I don't want the stars, / I don't need the sunshine / anymore. / I don't want the hotels, / I don't want the bars, / I don't need you calling round here no more. /

Yeah, no more, / no more, / no more. /

I don't want tomorrow / I don't want the car, / I don't need your money / anymore. / I don't need the moonlight, / I don't want the stars, / I don't need the sunshine / anymore. / I don't want tomorrow / I don't want the car, / I don't need your money / anymore. / I don't want the hotels, / I don't want the bars, / I don't need you calling / anymore. / I don't need nobody / anymore. / I don't need nobody / anymore. / I don't need nobody / anymore...

Archway People

[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. / We're staying here, (staying here.) / We're staying here, (staying here.) /

We both work `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...)

Are We Gonna Be Alright

Transcribed by Michael Krechmer

Is there a better way/ Than what we know of?/ Anger's wailing through the dead of nighttime too/ Do we know better ways/ Than what we're showing?/ Locked up breaking through the shadows' arms/

Are we gonna be alright?/ Are we gonna be alright?/ Some are never gonna get as close/ As we have learned to/ And even if they might/ We'll end up alright/ Summer's never gonna be the same again/

We never felt it once/ The breath of heaven/ Swept away the halos from my mind/ And still you talk of him/ As being greater/ No one's ever gonna reach this high/

Are we gonna be alright?/ Are we gonna be alright?/ Some are never gonna get as close/ As we have learned to/ And even if they might/ We'll end up alright/ Summer's never gonna be the same again/

Are we gonna be alright?/ Are we gonna be alright?/ Some are never gonna get as close/ As we have learned to/ And even if they might/ We'll end up alright/ Summer's never gonna be the same again (Summer's never gonna be the same again)/ Summer's never gonna be the same again/ You know summer's never gonna be the same/

Artieripp

[This song is an instrumental.]

Aspects Of Lambert

Transcribed by Jeremiah Hayes

part 2, aspects of lambert

Aussie Soap Girl

Transcribed by Rene Rojas

You hurt me from the first time
You ever said goodbye
The lamplight isn't shining anymore
Since you made me cry

Is this love
Could have fooled me

I never liked your friends that much
I thought they were insane
We used to go out dancing all the time
Isn't it a shame

Is this love
Could have fooled me

You've working on the tv
You never miss a day
I haven't seen your face for a while
We're better off this way

Is this love
Could have fooled me

Avenue

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

[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 / it's 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 clown's no good.

And I was / half-asleep, and / riding / on a slow-coach, I / think I / lose all these things still, / meaning / I'm not holy and, oh, / oh, your honey-dish, / oh, it's on my list. /

Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. / Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. / Oo-oo-ooh, / young heart. / And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.

Wish my heart's 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 / I'm against the future. / Wednesday, / I was a little girl / (I was the little girl who'd 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 clown's 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 clown's no good. And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good. And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good. And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good. And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good. And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good. (And then I shall go back to Maurice.) / And, ooh, / oh the clown's no good.

Bar Conscience

[This song is an instrumental.]

Been So Long

Transcribed by Kevin Hung

I knew when you Came around here to see me You'd stay here till the morning Can't stop myself from falling In love with you You know we'll never be the same

Been so long It's been so long I'm tired of being alone There's a way to go Honey I know now I'm calling you on the phone

Pretending nothing has changed here But strangely familiar tracks are falling You came without a warning I'm glad you're here To take these lonely tears away

Been so long It's been so long I'm tired of being alone There's a way to go Honey I know now I'm calling you on the phone On the phone

Been so long It's been so long I'm tired of being alone There's a way to go Honey I know now I'm calling you on the phone On the phone On the phone

Boy Is Crying

Transcribed by Jeremiah Hayes

boy is it coming to me
lotta bodies i don't know
hoped i could get some sleepin'
hope that they will go

that boy is crying
forget about the lying
he's not singing
cause his ears are ringing

i've gotta hit the sheets again
gotta catch an hour before i go
down to the streets beneath me
out into the crowd below
take me to the outer reaches
rock me to and fro

this boy is crying
fed up with the lying
i'm not singing
cause my eyes are stinging

get me on a roll again
look me in the eye and flash your smile
flash your smile

???

Burnt Out Car

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 / I'm not quite used to it / It never takes too long / No makeup / No earrings / Nothing to identify me /

Chorus

Repeat chorus several times...

Calico

Dreamin' / that you are in my world, / wishin' / like a little girl. / Watchin', / closely, / you suddenly appear. / Like a dream, / you're gone, then you're here. / You take to emotion / like a bird to flight. / You drop an invitation, / maybe I just might / be your lover / or better / a friendly / aquaintance. / Truly as I duly pay my love to you like maintenance. /

Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. / Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /

You're realistic, / your face conceal. / Accentuate the passion. / I will reveal. / You're like an angel that delights with the day. / I'm pleadin' / don't ever go away, / story's reaching peak / the outlook is bleak. / Please talk, say that you'll speak. / You're strong and I am weak. / I need / the fortune at the end of the rainbow. / I see you like a lantern - / you have a certain glow. / Calico. / Your smile is warm soft, / forever / appealing. / Whenever you are present like a letter I am sealing. / My love / like a dove / that blesses from above. / The shower in an hour / won't you let me be your towel? / Calico. / Affection / affects you like a weapon. / You're extreme and supreme / and nothing that you seem. / A fateful chance / with a twist of hope. / I'll be with you all the way / down the magical slope.

Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. / Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. / Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /

Babe, don't be afraid, / I'm wit' you everywhere. / Gliding through enchanted waters / to you I swear. / Expression is the key, / it's good enough for me. / Cali can't you see, / forever yours? / There's a feeling / of warmth, / a serious / sensation. / It's true, / you have that / good vibration. Your charm is overwhelming, you have reaches that I seldom see, / Calico just let me be the one! /

Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. / Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. / Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. / Calico, / Calico, / Calico, / Calico. /

Calico. / I see / that we were meant to be. / Goin' in ???

[outro samples:] I never take of my hat except when I'm out of doors! She made a prize from Jenkins' ear, / and washed it down with a bottle of beer.

California Snow Story

[intro sample on You're In A Bad Way version:] We've even had to change our name now, to "Revival".

Sing with a sound so soft / ??? you sang for me(?). / Sing so slowly, / sing so softly. /

??? / ??? / ??? / ??? /

Pull back the blinds, / catch the falling snow. / Twenty-first of June; / it's Christmas in my soul. /

Ooh... / Slowly, softly, / softly, slowly, / softly, slowly, / softly, slowly... /

[spoken:] I think I'll just / let the music play... /

Can't Stop Now

Transcribed by Rene Rojas

So I had a little time put aside
The whole damn kiss made me feel alive
Uh huh, uh huh

Oooh
Don't you analyse
Oooh
What you feel inside

You can't stop now
And though you say you're had enough
Honey stop the train I'm getting off
No, you can't stop now
Are out of your mind

I'm daydreaming that
Love is cool
Angels leaving and I'm the fool
No you can't stop now that you've started

Jessie's always out drinking and getting high
But you're all I need to get by
Uh huh, Uh huh

Don't you realise
Got to let it slide

Carnt Sleep

You know the hurt's / so deep / that I can't sleep or eat, / and what I'm 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 can't sleep (can't sleep), / thinking of you constantly, / I can't sleep (can't sleep), / wishing you were here with me. / I can't sleep (can't 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 can't sleep (can't sleep), / thinking of you constantly, / I can't sleep (can't sleep), / wishing you were here with me. / I can't sleep (can't sleep / where are you please(?)) /

I can't sleep (can't sleep), / thinking of you constantly, / I can't sleep (can't sleep), / wishing you were here with me. / I can't sleep (can't sleep / where are you please(?)) /

Catnap

[This song is an instrumental.]

Chicken Soup

[a sample:] Can I take your order? Urrrmm, I'll have bacon, eggs, tomatoes, two toast and a cup of tea, please. And you? Chicken soup!

Choc Stock

These are lyrics to the Fall version of the song courtesy of Arjan Plug. The Etienne version that I've heard has some minor variations, but it isn't in any way official, so we'll stick to these for now!

Pop-Stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-Stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-Stock, mix my pop-Stock. /

We like pop-stick stickers, / we like weak TV. / We like the chocolate animals; / we eat poor little piggies. /

Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, try my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, buy my pop-stock. /

Now all the bourgeoisie, / they hate our crazy scene / 'cause we dig pop [...] stickers / and we like weak TV. /

But the pop-stock sale assistants / are beyond their control. / They stayed at school / and tolerate bad manners. /

Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, try my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, buy my pop-stock. /

Now come on kids, / let's get this thing together. / Let's get this thing together / and make it bad. / We don't need this three chords / and big boots and cosmic trash... / uh... / He's bust his guitar! /

Let's get this thing together. / Forget Lee Cooper! / Let's get this thing together. /

Why are you smiling? / Why are you laughing / At or with this song? / It's not like your scene, your scene. /

Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, try my pop-stock. / Pop-stock, buy my pop-stock. /

Clark Country Record Fair

Transcribed by Jens Keller

Rain on the window pane Thinking of you again Had to phone To check you're still on your own

Just when I'd thought you'd gone I'm catching a train back home Five to three Playing a tape you made me

Chorus: What you're looking for at the record fair? What you're looking for? Could you find me there?

Let me apologize You know that I miss your eyes Make me laugh You know you make me laugh

Chorus

??? with me Do you fancy some ginger tea? Hearing your favourite band You're holding both of my hands

Chorus

Clock Milk

[This is a sample collage] And, er... non-stop erotic cabaret. Yahoo! Asa desuyo! Okite Kudasai! [That was a Japanese alarm clock saying it's morning, wake up!] Say what, girl? Daddy, can I go to the hop?

Coastal Town

Transcribed by Rene Rojas

Goodbye dark sky
And slow trains that roll by
And grey skies that mark my
Chances i've passed by

It sounds like eternity
It sounds like eternity

In a coastal town, after the rain
You're my brightest star, you're my best friend
In a coastal town after the rain
You're my brightest start, we met at the start

My heart is a goldmine, from a land that's lost
Seeing a dream fade, I sailed off course

It sounds like eternity
It sounds like eternity

In a coastal town, after the rain
You're my brightest star, you're my best friend
In a coastal town, after the rain
You're my brightest star, you're my best friend

I talk to you and it feels all the same
One more minute's enough to pretend
And if I ever want to see him again
Just close my eyes and think back to the end

After the rain
After the rain

So I talk to you and it still feels the same
One more minute's enough to pretend
And if I ever want to see him again
Just close my eyes and wait 'til the end

A coastal town
After the rain

A coastal town
After the rain

In a coastal town
Still feels the same

A coastal town
After the rain

After the rain

After the rain

Conchita Martinez

Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /

Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, oh oh oh... /

Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /

Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, oh oh oh... /

Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /

Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, oh oh oh... /

Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba / Ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba /

Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, I know, / I know it should have been. / Conchita, oh oh oh... /

[outro sample:] Maybe he means it's some sort of ghost? Maybe that's what the Beast is, a ghost!

Cool Kids Of Death

[There are some vocals on this song, but no lyrics as such.]

Date With Spelman

[This song is a brief sample collage] Education, that's what I need!

Departure Lounge

I know you, / you know me, / we don't need anything at all, / anyway. / The club lounge, / the right sounds, / but we were heading for a fall, / just slipped away, /

so tell me, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / anyway? / So tell me, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / far away? /

In deep space, / a big place / where we were hiding from it all, / yesterday. / Up mountains, / a snow-ride, / I don't feel anything at all, / anyway, /

and tell me, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / anyway? / And tell me, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / far away? /

So far away, / so far away. /

And tell me, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / anyway? / And tell me, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / how did we get this far, / far away? /

So tell me, / how did we get this far, (how did we get this far?) / how did we get this far, (how did we get this far?) / how did we get this far, / anyway? / And baby, / how did we get this far, (how did we get this far?) / how did we get this far, (how did we get this far?) / how did we get this far, / far away? /

So far away, / far away. / So far away, / far away. / So far away, / far away. / So far away, / far away.

Desert Baby

Transcribed by Rene Rojas

That motor man is on the run
Feel the wind feel the sun
I find, I find now
When you're running take a gun

Cos every night
Every day
Every second you're away
I'm in a desert baby
Don't make me wait
Every night
Every day
Every second you're away
Feels like a desert baby
Come home to stay

Living in the Heart Land, it's allright
See the posh boys out tonght
I find, I find yeah
If you quarrel then you fight

Deutscher Kendals

Dilworth's Theme

Oh babe, I know you've gone. / I won't be sad alone / 'cause the song that you left me / has the sweetest refrain. /

La, lalala / lala lala. / Lala lala, lala lala, / lala lala.

Do It All

Transcribed by Parks Westbrook

Right now I feel the need for some attention
Been kicking my heels in need of some affection
Been wasting so much time
Now I'm looking out for number one
I drank a little wine
and I've only just begun
but you never thought I'd call
and i want to do it all now baby
Last night I heard about your reputation
Get over here and give me some explanation
Been wasting so much time
Now I'm looking out for number one
I drank a little wine
and I've only just begun
but you never thought I'd call
and I want to do it all now baby
said I want to do it all
I want to do it all

Don't Back Down

Transcribed by Jeremiah Hayes and Jamie Fletcher

just as i walked away
i turned to hear you say
the words nearly got carried away by the wind
but i could make out this much:
don't back down
don't back down this time
brown eyes inside i cry
don't back down
don't back down this time
sometimes i wonder why

knocked down in Fortis Green your mother hated me
caught in a car outside the Odeon
and rain pouring down the windscreen
don't back down
don't back down this time
brown eyes inside i cry
don't back down
don't back down this time
sometimes i wonder why

that summer felt so long
i never felt so strong
and then a sudden feeling that i might never see you again
don't back down
don't back down this time
brown eyes inside i cry
don't back down
don't back down this time
sometimes i wonder why

don't back down
don't back down this time

la la la
la la la

Down By The Sea

Transcribed by Andrew Lenahan

Down by the Sea No-one but me Caught in the rain I'm free again Stood on the pier No trace of tears Right back where I started from I know that I wasn't wrong Right back where I started from [repeat] Note that remix, The Sea on Continental is instrumental.

Down Town

When you're alone and life is making you lonely / You can always go / Down town / When you've got worries all the noise and the hurries / Seems the help I know / Down Town / Just listen to the music after traffic in the city / Linger round the sidewalk were the neonsigns are pretty / How can you lose / The lights are much brighter there / You can forget all your troubles / forget all your cares / And go / Down Town / Things will be great when you're / Down Town / No final place for sure / Down Town / Everything's waiting for you / Down Town / Don't hang around and let your problems surround you / There are movieshows / Down Town / Maybe you know some little places to go to where they never close / Down Town / Just listen to the rythm of the gentle Bossanova / You'll be dancing with him soon / Before the night is over / Happy again / The lights are much brighter there / You can forget all your troubles / forget all your cares / And go / Down Town / Where all the lights are bright / Down Town / Waiting for you tonight / Down Town / You're gonna be alright now / Down Town / Down Town / And you may find somebody kind to help you (?) understanding / Someone who is just like you and needs a gentle hand / To guide them(?) along / So maybe I'll see you there / We can forget all our troubles / forget all our cares / And go / Down Town / Things will be great when you're / Down Town / Don't wait a minute for / Down Town / Everything's waiting for you / Down Town / Down Town / Down Town / Down Town / Down Town /

Downey CA

Transcribed by Jeremiah Hayes

dream home
in downey, california
palm trees
the sound of karen carpenter
mother's holding baby
baby's getting restless now
looking for her mother
looking for her mother

you don't, don't want to believe him now
don't want to
don't want to see him

eyes closed
asleep in a crystal hideaway
i stand
they used to take the head away
if she could tell the story
frozen on her lips today
she could tell her daughter
she could tell her daughter

you want, want to believe him now
you'll never
you'll never feel

la-la-la-la-la-la

you want, you want to believe him now
you'll never see
see

Dream Dentist

[This song is an instrumental.]

Driving Home For Christmas

Transcribed by Nicola

I'm driving home for Christmas, oh, I can't wait to see those faces. I'm driving home for Christmas, yeah, well I'm moving down the line.

And it's been so long, but I will be there; I sing this song to pass the time away

Driving home for Christmas top to toe in tailbacks. Oh, I caught red lights on the run, get my feet on snowy ground.

So I sing for you, though you can hear me when I get through and feel you near me.

I'm driving home for Christmas with a thousand memories. I'm driving home for Christmas, I look at the driver next to me; he's just the same.

Duke Duvet

[intro sample on You're In A Bad Way version:] Where is your respirator? Nicked. Hm? Captain - kiss tell. WHAT?

[The song is an instrumental]

[outro sample on You're In A Bad Way version:] Each year at this time, five-and-twenty past two, I'm peculiarly partial to a drop of traditional spong-bake. Purchase or hire thirty-eight ripe spongs. Wheel them home, and shoot them. Then simply bake them, and eat them once. The end.

Dunnottar

[This song is an instrumental.]

Dutch TV

Transcribed by Kevin Hung
Translation at the end by Bruno Schmidt & Kristine Clement

One night in never land
Checking out the Amsterdam scene
Got a room from some old guy
Outside the rocking machine

Don't know who you are
But you can't come in
Turn the TV down
Kick the TV in

All pictures scattered round
All soaked in alcohol
Next thing the lights go out
I heard a bang on the wall

Don't know who you are
But you can't come in
Turn the TV down
Kick the TV in

Turn the TV down
Kick the TV in

København

Karsten Farum har talt med forfatteren Maria Seleberg

Mens Betina stadig sover, lister hun ud af sengen, og går ud i den aflange
smalle stue, som vender ud imod søerne. Lyset har endnu ikke nået rummet,
men udenfor er verden hektisk, folk er på vej. Søerne er grå og stille.
Der er ingen fugle på bredden. På stien bag den nedklippede hæk går folk og
taler højlydt sammen. Hun, som ellers altid har stuvet sig selv af vejen på
fjerde sal, er blevet forandret på jorden. De burde være tilfredse. Men
den stille morgen uden forstyrelser er det bedste hun længe har oplevet.
Der er meget at kræve af sig selv dag efter dag, at leve sammen med et andet
menneske, at tillade en fremmed at være i sit hjem i sit liv.

Translation from Danish to English:

Copenhagen

Karsten Farum has spoken with the author, Maria Seleberg;

While Betina is still sleeping, she quietly gets out of bed and goes out
into the oblong, small living room, which faces the lakes. Light hasn't
entered the room yet, but the world outside is hectic, people are busy on
their way. The lakes are grey and quiet. There aren't any birds on the
shore. On the sidewalk behind the low-clipped hedge, the people walk and
talk loudly. She, who has always hidden herself on the fourth floor, has
been changed. They ought to be satisfied. But the quiet morning without
distractions is the best she has experienced in a long time. It is a lot to
ask of yourself day after day to live together with another person -- to
allow a stranger to be in your house, in your life.

Edward Undecided

[This song is an instrumental.]

Empire State High

Transcribed by Rene Rojas

Empire state high
Empire state building high

I'm looking in the mirror and I kinda
Could kiss you
Walking up the sidewalk window shopping
For fortune

Honey I know I can make it with you
We're saving up for years
Up to the top yeah baby with you
And paint this city blue

Empire state high
Empire state building high

We'll drive up to New England and maybe
We'll stay there
Wait until the weekend has ended
Or summer

No taking a heart that you're breaking in two
With everything you do
Up to the top yeah baby with you
And paint this city blue

Empire state high
Empire state building high

Erica America

Transcribed by Kevin Hung

Hair in curls Not quite as tall as the other girls I'd ran away from the laughter upstairs Wear high heels and I cut my hair Try to conceal so tired of their small town games Whistle a tune of a horse with no name Hang around by the stadium Drinking a wine like a bowery bum

Erica let's go out tonight Staying out till the morning light Erica let's go out tonight Everything's gonna be alright

Diamond Joe He took my watch and my stereo I wished I hadn't got a permanent wave Can't show my face at the town arcade Can't stand that place anyway

Tired of their small town games Whistle a tune of I gotta see Jane yeah Read the stars of an Aries girl Wear the crown in another world

Etienne Gonna Die

You only call? Well, let's go visit Mr. More. Your eight hundred, and I'll raise twenty-five hundred bucks. I can't stand it South. I'm going south. South Street Seaport, the man says. Can't stand the heat, you can't stand it. You wanna play cards? The bet is two and a half thou. The bet? I'll tell you what the bet is. And I'll raise you six thousand dollars. You son of a bitch, you've been steamrolling over me all night! What are you trying to tell me? One card, you've got a flush, a full, what? I think you're bluffing, pal. I think you're trying to buy it. Then you're going to have to give me some respect, or give me some money. I think you're bluffing. What are you, Joe Capp? I didn't ask what you think. Raise, call, or fold. I should raise your ass. But I'm just gonna call. My marker's good for the money. What is this marker? Where are you from? Where am I from? I'm from the United States Of Kiss My Ass!

Everything I Touch Turns To Gold

There's a story: / I was a lonely girl, / going nowhere / in a dead end world, / but now I'm moving / this is my day today, / now I'm a good thing / I'm gonna get my way. / So won't you stop now / and take a look at me, / 'cause I'm everything / that a girl should be, / and if you ask me/ you know I'm not sure why / I just decided / I've got to touch the sky /

Because... / Everything I touch is turning into gold, / turning into gold, / turning into gold. / Everything I touch is turning into gold. / Watch me baby, / ooh-ooh ooh. /

You say you need her, / but you just make me laugh; / you know you love me - / do you want my photograph? / I'm gonna get you; / I'm bending all the rules, / you better lose her / 'cause she's the Queen of fools. / You're gonna get down, / get down on your knees, / I'll make you beg me, / beg me "pretty please?" / 'cause I'm your future baby, / I'm your fantasy. / So hey, hey honey, / give it all to me, / yeah. /

Everything I touch is turning into gold, / turning into gold, / turning into gold. / Everything I touch is turning into gold. / Watch me baby, / ooh-ooh ooh. /

Everything I touch is turning into gold, / turning into gold, / turning into gold. / Everything I touch is turning into gold. / Watch me baby, / ooh-ooh ooh. /

Everything I touch is turning into gold, / turning into gold, / turning into gold. / Everything I touch is turning into gold. / Watch me baby, / ooh-ooh ooh. /

Everything I touch is turning into gold, / turning into gold, / turning into gold. / (Everything I touch, / turning, / turning.) / Everything I touch is turning into gold. / Watch me baby, / ooh-ooh ooh. / (Turning baby, / turning me.) /

Everything I touch is turning into gold, / turning into gold, / turning into gold. / Everything I touch is turning into gold. / Hey there, honey, / ooh-ooh ooh. / [to fade...]

Fake '88

Transcribed by Patrick and Nicola

[Sarah:] "I am tired and I'm bored,", he said. / "and I've got kinks in my bed. / This work, how I hate it, I'd much rather play, / nothing to do, but I do need a rest." /

[whispered:] Let's just get started and make a mess...

Morton stood up and said "What's that? / It's the fifteenth of May, and I'm cold, and I'm wet." / He turned without stopping / and smiled to the pilot. People weather the terrible storm. /

A distant space ???

[Stephen:] A scene from a film circa 1982. We drove down George Street, en route to Wendy's. Glenn Campbell was on the radio singing about cleaning his gun and dreaming of Galveston. "What's this?" she said. "It's Hall & Oates or nothing for me."

Of course, this was pre-House Nation and I asked her "What is anyone going to remember this decade for?" She paused for a second, then said: "Waffle cardigans, Wentworth jail, rah-rah skirts straight out of Hell, Andrew ??? and BMX bikes, Chernenko and miners' strikes, Nikky Kershaw and Red Ken, Peter Tatchell and Dirty Den, Mark King slapped his bass, and early issues of The Face, Sigue Sigue Sputnik, Margaret Thatcher, Toto Coelo, and Spycatcher, E.T., Arthur, Elmo's Fire, not a patch on Billy Liar, Phil Redmond and Transformers, Tin-Tin Duffy in leg-warmers, Stu Damer, evil Tel, Roger Hebert, what a pal, Steven Waldorf, Jerry Gross, Do The Hucklebuck by Coast To Coast, Steve Blacknell on the telly, the classic beard of Altobelli, Leon Klinghofer, baby duck(?), blonde highlights, flourescent sock, Steve Lynex and Gordon Smith, Martin Fry grew a quiff, Haysi Fantayzee, Videotech, Shakey drove us crazy, what the heck, Hazel O'Connor in Breaking Glass, Gripper Stebson's in the class."

And I said, "I don't remember any of that. If you can remember the '80s you weren't there. Uh, you know, I remember Scott Crolla in his Furry Freak Brothers t-shirt, if that's anything."

Fife Coast

[outro sample:] I'm the dummy, Nicky. I'm always the dummy. You're right, Pete. You're always the dummy. I forgot. I'm sorry.

Fifth Floor

Can't stop the fire; / you wouldn't want to lose it, anyway. / Can't stop the fire, / your things are here to stay. / Remember when we used to laugh? / We did it all / for nothing, / yeah. /

Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / oh no, it's getting warmer every day (can't save it all) / Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / we're living on the fifth floor and it's okay (can't save it all) /

When you look in her eyes / and there's love in her eyes, / but you don't believe her. / When you look in her eyes / and there's love in her eyes, / but you don't believe her, / and then she says / "Remember when we used to talk? / Seems we did it all / for nothing, / yeah." /

Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / oh no, it's getting warmer every day (can't save it all) / Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / we're living on the fifth floor and it's okay (can't save it all) / It's okay (baby, baby, baby), / it's okay (baby, baby, baby.) / (Baby, baby, baby), it's okay (baby, baby, baby.) / Oooh. / And then she says. /

(Can't stop the fire, / can't save it all / Can't stop the fire, / can't save it all) /

Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / oh no, it's getting warmer every day (can't save it all) / Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / we're living on the fifth floor and it's okay (can't save it all) / Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / you wouldn't want to lose it anyway (can't save it all) / Can't stop the fire (can't stop the fire), / we're living on the fifth, baby, it's okay (can't save it all) / It's okay, / it's okay, yeah, / it's okay, yeah.

Filthy

Hello? / [laughs] / Hello?

Rhyming as I'm coming to the top, / with my back-pack of rhymes I won't stop. / Every lyric / flying high like a dove / as the Lord / sprinkles His love / on me. / His assigned destiny, / teaching, preaching, c'mon / question me! / I have the answer to the master-plan. / If you can't, / then I can. /

Jumping the chitz(?) as I speak out, / wondering what it's all about, / wishing I was only a dream / and I wasn't so extreme. / Gonna make you see I'm 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 wouldn't 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. / I'll be with you / all the way. / I'm asking you / won't you stay? / It's 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 who's boss. / This is not a media hype - / maybe I'm just not that type. / My rhymes that'll lift you like a drug, / like a mat, I'll be your rug. /

Whatever / that you say, / I'll never / turn you away. / You don't 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, / I'll be with you / all the way. / I'm asking you / won't you stay? / It's your reality. /

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

Find Me A Boy

Transcribed by Antoine Boude

So many friends that I happen to see
have been steadily falling in love
oh how I wish it could happen to me
and I'm asking the stars up above

won't you find me a boy, just a nice looking boy
who will show me the way, who will teach me to say
"I love you, yes I do", and who'll promise me too
that he'll always be true, so that I'll never be blue

I just wish for a gentle boy
someone who's sweet and kind
just a nice sentimental boy
that's all that I'm really longing to find

so many friends that I happen to see
have been telling me all about love
oh how I wish it could happen to me
is the only thing I'm thinking of

so I'll find me a boy, just a nice looking boy
who will show me the way, who will teach me to say
"I love you, yes I do", and who'll promise me too
that he'll always be true, so that I'll never be blue

so I'll find me a boy, just a nice looking boy
who will show me the way, who will teach me to say
"I love you, yes I do", and who'll promise me too
that he'll always be true, so that I'll never be blue

Flight To Tashkent

[introductory sample:] Dig, dig, / digarooney / Dig dig dig, / digarooney / Dig dig dig, / digarooney / Dig, / dig, / dig, / dig... /

The shade of the September grass / down avenues, chasing your childhood, / scratching our names on a tree, / these things all remind me of you. /

Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. / [or it could be "oh baby(?)"] Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. / Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. / Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. /

Her hair was as soft as the snow. / Watching the sun rise from my house. / (The pilot is calling for help), / and something reminds me of you. /

Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. / Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. / Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. / Oh, sometime, / no, maybe tomorrow. /

Ooh, / and we're coming down, / ooh, / we're coming down. / Ooh, / and we're coming down, / ooh, / coming down, / coming down.

Former Lover

Thanks to Ravi Baskaran for a correction!

Milan, / when I was a kitten, / we'd sit and sing old songs. / Milan, / when I was a kitten, / we'd sit and sing old songs. /

In my head, / listening to windchimes; / married a fool / I know. / In my head, / listening to windchimes; / married a fool / I know. /

Why on Earth / didn't I wait for you? / Now look and see who's paying. / Why on Earth / didn't I wait for you? / Now look and see who's paying. /

Those days / on Radio One, / set in the East: / who cares? / Those days / on Radio One, / set in the East: / who cares? /

Close all / of the doors, Maisie, / make sure he knows I'm gone. / Close all / of the doors, Maisie, / make sure he knows I'm gone. /

Close down / over the ocean. / Open the doors, / fresh air. / Close down / over the ocean. / Open the doors, / fresh air.

Foto Stat

[There is a sample of Sarah singing 'Photograph' on this song, but no lyrics as such.]

French Detective

[This song is an instrumental.]

Garsington

[This song is an instrumental.]

Girl VII

Transcribed by Kevin Hong, Nicola and Jonno. Sorry about the question marks everywhere!

I'll run to you now / from somewhere you won't find me. / A different place, / a different time. / Together that summer / we raised some hell, yeah / but I couldn't forget / you're a kiss and tell. /

[repeated Sarah sample:] Carrie's got a boyfriend, Carrie's got a boyfriend...

June 4th, 1989: / Primrose Hill, Staten Island, Chalk Farm, Massif Central, Gospel Oak, Sao Paolo, Boston Manor, Costa Rica, Arnos Grove, San Clemente, Tufnell Park, Gracetown(?), York Way, Videoton, Clerkenwell, Portobello, Maida Vale, Old Ford, Valencia, Kennington, Galveston, Holland Park, Studamer(?), Dollis Hill, Fougeres, London Fields, Bratislava, Haggerston, Lavinia(?), Canonbury, Alice Springs, Tooting Graveney, Baffin Island, Pollard's Hill, Winnepeg, Plumstead Common, Hyderabad, Silvertown, Buffalo.

If I hadn't left you / suppose we'd still be lovers, / there'd still be the fights / and I'd ladder my tights. /

[repeated Sarah sample:] Carrie's got a boyfriend, Carrie's got a boyfriend...

Goldie

Transcribed by Jon Brooks Goldie, When you had all the time in the world, To remember to call me, You were making your plans for a move, In the future alone.... Now the summer has gone, And you're moving on, Start over again..... Goldie, What you did, in space, when you lost, All your memories, You told me, To believe all the things that you said, When we were alone, Now the summer has gone, And we're moving on, Start over again.... (chorus) Goldie, You never say what you mean, Don't mean what you say, I spend hours working, You never get out of bed.... Goldie, You wanna say what you want, What a woman should need, Makes me feel special, Makes me feel tired..... Goldie, When you had all the time in the world, To remember to call me, You were making your plans for a move, In the future alone.... Now the summer has gone, And you're moving on, Start over again..... Goldie, You never say what you mean, Don't mean what you say, I spend hours working, You never get out of bed.... Goldie, You wanna say what you want, What a woman should need, Make me feel special, Makes me feel tired..... Goldie, I'm kinda looking for something, I kinda think you should know, Love is the answer, All day on the phone.... Goldie, You never say what you mean, Don't mean what you say, I spend hours working, You never get out of bed..... Now the summer has gone, And you're moving on, Start over again..... Goldie..... Goldie......

Gone

I'm gonna hide / She don't even know why / I'm gonna run away. /

Goodnight Jack

Transcribed by Kevin Hung

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

Groveley Road

George, he called to say that he'd be late; / there's something on the TV around eight. /

If you could see me, / and if you could see me, ooh, / and if you could see me, ooh. /

Talk to you at night when you're asleep. / I say I deserve / better than this. /

If you could see me, / and if you could see me, ooh, / and if you could see me, ooh. /

Spring-time came, George didn't care at all. / No-one's broke my heart like this before. /

If you could see me, / and if you could see me, ooh, / and if you could see me, ooh. /

It's spring-time.

Half Timbered

[There are some vocals on this song, but no lyrics as such.]

Hate Your Drug

Like four paper-dolls / all heavy with sleep, / they hold you like a baby, / your body so weak. / They lay you on a white bed, / almost dead at nineteen, / like four paper dolls / all heavy with sleep. /

And with your blonde hair / all over my dress, / your heart had stopped beating, / your head on my chest, / and I told you for the last time / that I loved you best. / And with your blonde hair / all over my dress.

Here Come Clown Feet

[This song is a brief sample collage] You stick your foot in there, mate, and you've... What's the weight got to do with those shoes? Because she can help lose weight in her legs, well, it won't look so ridiculous, will it, with fat legs with chunky shoes, will it?

He's On The Phone

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

He's on the phone, / doesn't want to go home. / The hotel life - / forget your wife, / you're on your own. Academia girl; / her life's a gas, / she loves the trash / inside his world. / Can't 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 he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday (someday), someday (someday.) / Yes. / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday (someday), someday. /

It's five to twelve / and she's nervous as hell, / with nothing to lose, / it's hard to choose / it's hard to tell. / [The remix has this additional couplet: And her's is lilac and gold; / the things she has, / she's feeling sad, / she's 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 he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday (someday), someday (someday.) / Yes. / (Ooh-ooh) / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday (someday), someday (someday.) /

Et c'est alors que supposement blesse par le commun des mortels, / [The remix contains the middle section: Qu'en habit pourpre et net, / de mes cendres fictions, / pour l'encore inconnu(e), attendu(e); / ] Je reserecte encore et encore. / Je reserecte / encore / et encore. /

He's on the phone / and she wants to go home, / shoes in hand, / don't make a sound, / it's time to go /

Ooh-ooh / Yes. / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday (someday), someday (someday.) / Yes. / (Ooh-ooh) / She never meant to call, / she did anyway, / and now he's trying to find / the words to say / Someday (someday), someday (someday), someday.

Highgate Road Incident

[This song is an instrumental.]

Hill Street Connection

[The track is an instrumental]

Hit The Brakes

Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher and Jason Flynn

She's waking up,
the mirror says
that her hairs
getting far too long.

A coffee cup,
to start the day,
better make sure
it's good and strong.

To get her through.
Got things to do.
And now that the clock says eight,
can't be late,
so hit the brakes.

Lost all your friends
they'd had enough,
couldn't watch
while you killed yourself.
And you pretend
you gave them up,
for a lifetime of cars and wealth

Misunderstood.
Don't feel so good.
Another the clock says eight,
can't be late
so hit the brakes.
I said hit the brakes.

Hobart Paving

[intro sample (on the album):] 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...

Home

Transcribed by Scott Tucker

I walk home everyday from my jobs And the pay's not so good To two rooms, it's not that much, where I keep my stuff But I call it home Caroline whispers every Monday morning....

I wish that he'd come home I wish that he'd come home I wish that he'd come home I wish that he'd come home

Lunch break, Prescott Street, where the people meet And life seems so good They're like the 45's When I dream I'm dreaming of you Watching tv every Friday evening

Just like you were home Just like you were home Just like you were home Just like you were home

I'm alright if you're alright I'm alright if you're alright

Caroline whispers every Monday morning Looking out her window At the snow shapes falling

I wish that he'd come home I wish that he'd come home I wish that he'd come home I wish that he'd come home (fadeout)

How Far

How long Hey honey, how long When the winter isn't cold no more And there's no one No honey, no one can't go out, they've made you new gunlaws I'd give you Yeah, and I give you I'd give you all my love, oh but boy Never You said you'd never Turn around and close the door One day (goes ?) into another One day (goes ?) into another One day (goes ?) into another I watch you and you won't grasp I just can't sleep no more I'd call you I wanna touch you As we drive across the border Canada is cold And how long Yeah honey, how long Is the place we've got to get to far? And how long Yeah honey, how long Is the place we've got to get to far? One day (goes ?) into another One day (goes ?) into another One day (goes ?) into another Repeat 4x

How I Learned To Love The Bomb

[sample:] Gentlemen, if you please. I think we're just about ready to record.

(Aah-aah-aah-aah.) /

Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. / Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. / Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. / Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. /

What the hell do you take me for? / If you're going to make bombs you're looking for war. /

Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. / Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. / Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. / Now I've learned to love the bomb, / now I've learned to love the bomb. /

(Aah-aah-aah-aah, / aah-aah-aah-aah, / aah-aah-aah-ahh...)

How We Used To Live

Transcribed by N. Mitchell

A rose scented June
A rose he pulled in June
They're full upon the lawn
The doctor came at dawn

An old daily care
And Suzie Banana Stand
Through frosted windowpane
Your father's middlename
>From a train
And everywhere the snow falls
Sail away (x4)

A veil (pale(?)) faded blue
A Ruben's old curfew(?)
One windy Winter's day
A Windsor market day
People say
Everywhere the snow falls
Sail away (x8)

She's moving down the seaside
'Cause that's where he comes from
He gave away all of her records
Is that where she belongs?

Better think it through
Remember who
Is there something new?
Or is it you again?

Sail away (x12)

So take your red gown
And go down to the dam
To do as you please
On the streets of your town

The whistling kind
Shake it out of your mind
It could be the day
When you finally say
Sail away (x6)
On and on (x7)

Sarah speaks (2 lines missing):
Up the riverbank, land that dried up
The causeway full of nice cars
The sand a distant dream
_____________ (?) ______________
_____________ (?) ______________
Across the riverbank
Cross the riverbank, don't look back

Background sings:
To sail away
And on and on

Sarah sings:
I sail, you sail
I sail, you sail
Do you remember how? (x4)
Do you remember how we used to live? (x3)

Hug My Soul

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

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...

I Buy American Records

Transcribed by Nicola

She's an auburn-haired girl / from a town of Spanish sand, / and she wades through Junior High / with a radio in her hand, / and she never talks to the country kids, / she just moves with the times like her mother did, /

and when / she comes in the spring, / her touch can do everything, / `cause she wears my ring. / Oo-ooh, / American records. /

She never looks at her watch, / 'cause time's the clock of her heart. / Her eyes are a million years, / she sighs like a movie star, / and under the boardwalk by the sea, / with my baby is where I'll be, /

and when / she comes in the spring, / her touch can do everything, / `cause she wears my ring. / Oo-ooh, / American records. /

And under the boardwalk by the sea, / with my baby is where I'll be, /

and when / she comes in the spring, / her touch can do everything, / `cause she wears my ring. / Oo-ooh, / American records. / `Cause she wears my ring. / Oo-ooh, / American records. / Oo-ooh, / American records. / Oo-ooh, / American records. / American records. / American records.

I Don't Intend To Spend Christmas Without You

Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher

You went away.
you told me, you weren't coming back.
You told me, right now it's cold and Christmas is coming too.

An I don't intend to spend Christmas, without you.

We had a fight, what of it ?
You weren't even right, what of it ?
I'm all alone and Christmas is coming too.

And I don't intend to spend Christmas, without you.

You ought to know when your alone, its a lonely to live through, how do
you expect anyone to have any fun without anyone, to give too.

I want you back, you know it.
You only wanted me, to show it.
Well here I am and Christmas is coming too.

And I don't intend to spend Christmas, without you.

I want you back, you know it.
You only wanted me, to show it.
Well here I am and Christmas is coming too.

And I don't intend to spend Christmas, without you.
Yeah I don't intend to spend Christmas, without you
I don't intend to spend Christmas, without you.
Baby without you, baby without you.
Baby I love you.

I Was Born On Christmas Day

Transcribed by Mark Dorset and Nicola

[intro:] [laughs] Roll the tape!

[Sarah:] Spent the summer holed up in a room. / [Tim:] Looking pretty, won't you be here soon? / [Sarah:] EuroDisney, could not work at all / [both:] a little bird had told me in the fall. / Getting groovy after Hallowe'en, / mid-November, got back on the scene. / I'm so glad that I just got my pay! / I was born on Christmas day. /

[Tim:] In December, my heart's full of spring. / [Sarah:] I could phone you, tell you everything, / [Tim:] like the crazy evenings on the yacht; / [both:] Tim and Sarah went and tied the knot! / Did you know they pulled the town hall down? / I don't think you'll recognise this town. / Never could have been a tennis wife, / get into the acting life. /

Getting groovy after Hallowe'en, / mid-November, got back on the scene. / I'm so glad that I just got my pay! / I was born on Christmas day. / I was born on Christmas day. / I was born on Christmas day.

If You Leave Me

Transcribed by Rene Rojas

I couldn't hurt you
And I won't desert you
But I haven't got the time
To say that I love you
Said I haven't got the time

Oooh when I'm calling you boy
And you say you're leaving home

If you leave me
Oooh
If you leave me
Oooh
If you leave
Pease don't go away, yeah

If you leave
And there's one thing you know I can't say

And after last night
You wanted a fight
But I haven't got the time

At the Copper Horse you held my hand
When you told me I never blinked
A cigarette and I begin to think

I'm Here To Mix The Nuns

[This song is an instrumental.]

I'm Too Sexy

[Richard:] I'm / too sexy for my cat, / too sexy for my cat, / oh, pauvre pussy-cat! / I'm / too sexy for my cat, / too sexy for my cat, / oh, pauvre pussy-cat! /

[Sarah:] Pussycat! / Ba ba-ba ba, ba ba-ba ba / Pussycat! /

I'm a model, / you know what I mean? / I do my little turn on the cat-walk, / on the cat-walk, / on the cat-walk, / I shake my little tush on the cat-walk, yeah! /

[Richard:] I'm / too shaky for my Stevens, / too shaky for my Stevens, / too shaky by half! / "I'm / too sexy for the Fred, / too sexy for the Fred." / Mister Parrot said. /

[Sarah:] Mister Parrot said. / Ba ba-ba ba, ba ba-ba ba /

I'm a model, / you know what I mean? / I do my little turn on the cat-walk, / on the cat-walk, / on the cat-walk, / I shake my little tush on the cat-walk, yeah!

In Dreams

Transcribed by Parks Westbrook

Called your name, in dreams
called your name, through falling rain
I'm with you, I'm with you, I'm with you
Softly sang to you
In dreams, in dreams I'm with you
I'm with you, I'm with you
i'm with you now sing to me
i'm with you
i'm with you

Is It True?

Na nanana, / na nanana, / nana nana. / Na nanana, / na nanana, / nana nana. /

Is it true what they do? / Is true what they say / to you? / Is it true what they say? / Is it true what they do / to you? /

Na nanana, / na nanana, / nana nana. / Na nanana, / na nanana, / nana nana. / Na nanana, / na nanana, / nana nana. / Na nanana, / na nanana, / nana nana. /

Hey now.

It's All Gone Horribly Wrong

Transcribed by Parks Westbrook

No hot water / I think I oughta
Call a plumber / Oh dear what a bummer
It's all gone horribly wrong
It's all gone horribly wrong
What am I gonna do?
Phone's out of order / I should have warned ya
Have to write a letter / Mother, things ain't get better
It's all gone horribly wrong
It's all gone horribly wrong
What am I gonna do?

Ivyhouse

[There are some vocals on this song, but no lyrics as such.]

Jack Lemmon

Transcribed by Gary Lancaster II

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

Jaydip Pharmacy

[This song is an instrumental.]

Johnny In The Echo Cafe

[This is a two-part instrumental.]

Join Our Club

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

(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?) /

Judy, Don't You Worry

Transcribed by Mun-Hou Lo

September evening's gone
I've done another year
Found a new career
Had to move to London

Wearing clothes like summer rain
Running for the train
Boston Day parade

Chorus:
Climbing up the stairs
Hope that you were there
Judy, don't you worry
Hold on, hold on
Judy, what's the hurry?
Hold on, hold on for now

Cried again the day you left
The sun was going down
Called the Lost and Found
For the last time

Repeat Chorus
Hold on, hold on
Repeat Chorus
Hold on, hold on to love
To love

Jungle Pulse

Many thanks to Severine for this. My french isn't good enough to punctuate what she sent, so here it is verbatim. No accents, as I can't work out how to do them in a way that reads nicely for everybody.

Hello, (hello, hello...) /

immergee dans la nuit de lave / etoile filante et nue sans entraves / dans le chaos / se tord s'etire / et se dehanche / luisant dans sa tenue elastique / et je tombe patatras / dans la vapeur super-tropicale / je suis celui qui te bois et qui te devore / ou tu veux, / quand tu veux? /

ces petits seins pharaoniques / dansant comme des balles de plastiques / tracent des huits, des hierogliphes / sur ma cervelle en ebulition / et soudain j'entends crier les lions / les noirs jaguars et les gibbons mignons / j'entends claquer / l'armee des fouets / la, / tout pres / dans la foret /

[Sarah & Etienne duet for the chorus:] la jungle / de temps dehors / la jungle / in and out / je pulse / et pulse encore / je pulse / in and out / garde / par les phares / empoisonne / du soleil noire /

je pulse et pulse encore /

Durbba durbba duhr, / badurbba durbba duhr, / badurbba durbba duhr, / badurbba durbba duhr. /

c'est le moment de la fusino / toutes les hormones en communication / dans le magma interlope / en aveugle nyctalope / colles au plaf' roulant des pelles / nous prenont feu eternelle / dans un halo blanc / electrique / dans un frisson / pre-orgastique /

[Sarah & Etienne duet for the chorus:] la jungle / de temps dehors / la jungle / in and out / je pulse / et pulse encore / je pulse / in and out / farde / par les tares / empoisonne / du soleil noire /

je pulse et pulse encore

[Sarah & Etienne duet for the chorus:] la jungle / de temps dehors / la jungle / in and out / je pulse / et pulse encore / je pulse / in and out / garde / par les phares / empoisonne / du soleil noire /

je pulse et pulse encore /

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

[Here is a translation into English by Lisa Munns (thanks, Lisa) who disclaims: "These are not word-for-word, in some cases a little of my own interpretation has been added. I've tried to make them make sense as much as is possible. The verb "pulser", which is what I presume "je pulse" comes from is not in my large dictionary. I think maybe it is something like "thrust" as the 2nd verse in primarily about sex and the chorus contains the words "in and out"......any help? Also, I'm really not sure about that starred line, the verse says "colles au plaf'...", which is a shortening of a word beginning with "plaf..", and I don't know what it is, so I took it to be ceiling....."]

Moving in the night of lava/ lava night Shotting stars and darkness without hindrance In the chaos, twisting and stretching, and swaying/wiggling your hips Shiny in your stretchy clothing And I fall, crashing, into the tropical air I am that which you drink and that you devour Where do you want it, when do you want it? These little pharaonic ("pharaoh like") breasts Dance like plastic balls Tracing figure-of-eights, hierogliphics On my brain, excited/ feverish And I suddenly hear the lions roar The black jaguars (ie panthers) and cute gibbons I hear cracking, the army of whips There, nearby, in the forest CHORUS The jungle-of limitless time The jungle-in and out I thrust, and thrust again I thrust, in and out Guarded by the lights Poisoned by the black sun I thrust, and thrust again It's the moment of merging/ fusion All hormones in communication In the mixed-up jumble Blinded by night-vision *Glued to the ceiling, rolling by the dozen* - I am highly unsure about this translation! We take the eternal flame In a circle of light, electric In a pre-orgasmic shudder

Junk The Morgue

You can look at the stars, / look at the ocean; / the answer's somewhere, / here's what I reckon: / close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /

Ooh... /

Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. / Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. /

Ooh... /

Close your eyes, / kiss the future, / junk the morgue. / (Junk, junk, junk...) /

Leave the planet, / junk the morgue. / Leave the planet, / junk the morgue. / You can look at the stars. / Leave the planet...

Just A Little Overcome

Transcribed by Jeremiah Hayes

space exploration is a noble thing
it's a noble thing if we'd only try
arranging mountains is just mud and water
it's just mud and water and the passing of time
la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

overcome
just a little
high on a hillside
with the sun in my eyes
overcome
just a little
free from the city
with the snow at my side

walked the street as it becomes a river
and the cars are shining in the morning sun
travel sideways till the (?)
and all those rocketmen days are over and done
la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

overcome
just a little
high on a hillside
with the sun in my eyes
overcome
just a little
free from the city
with the snow at my side

Keep Nothing

Transcribed by Mun-Hou Lo

I fell, in and out of love Didn't matter where, didn't matter what I know I fell, in and out of love Didn't matter where, didn't matter what I know I fell, in and out of love Didn't matter where, didn't matter what I know I fell, in and out of love Didn't matter where, didn't matter what I know I fell, in and out of love Didn't matter where, didn't matter what I know I fell, in and out of love Didn't matter where, didn't matter what I know

Kiss And Make Up

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

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. /

Kofi Annan

[This song is an instrumental.]

La La La

Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher

I wake up every morning, and there before my eyes.
I find my little darling, sighing good looking sighs.
I kiss his nice face, good morning sir !
He smiles and pulls me closer, says it's me he's living for.

Chorus;
La la la la, la la la, la la la.
I feel his arms wrapped around me.
La la la la, la la la, la la la.
He gives me love, la la la.

He comes every evening, for sure work gets him down.
But right there in the doorway, you know he aint got no frown.
My heart begins to bump, I open the door.
He takes me in his arms, hey !, how could ask for anything more ?

Chorus x4.

La Poupee Qui Fait Non (No, No, No, No, No)

I give her my love, / she says "No, no, no, / no," / and I give her my heart, / she says "No, no, no, / no, / `cause your / only a friend to me, / more like a brother to me." /

She's a pretty little girl / who says "No, no, no, / no," / just a little girl, / and she knows I love her so, / If I / ask her to walk with me, / she shakes her head at me. /

She's a pretty little doll / who says "No, no, no, / no," / all the night-time through, / she says "No, no, no, / no." / If I / ask her to walk with me, / I know she'll never say "Oui." /

???

She says / "You're only a friend to me, / only a brother to me." /

She's a pretty little girl / who says "No, no, no, / no," / Ooh, the night-time through, / she says "No, no, no, / no." / If I / ask her to walk with me, / Why won't she ever say "Oui?" /

No, no, no, / no. / No, no, no, / no. / No, no, no, / no. / No, no, no, / no. / No, no, no, / no. / No, no, no, / no.

Late Morning

la, la-la-la-la, la

Le Baiser Francais

Tu aimes les baisers francais Parfaits, profonds Qui font vasciller tes defenses, ta raison J'entrouve les portes de ma prison Et t'offre le choix entre deux options Te consommer, te consumer Et contre toute attente te faire plonger Contre toute attente te faire plonger

Tu aimes les baisers francais Et les frissons Exercer sur d'autres une fascination Pour te jouer de mes illusions Tu m'offres le choix entre deux tensions M'attirer, me repousser Et contre toute attente me faire plonger Contre toute attente te faire plonger

Tu aimes les baisers francais Et les garcons J'aime provoquer des perturbations Aller voir ailleurs dans d'autres dimensions Pour ne pas se perdre une conclusion Se pardonner, se pardonner Et contre toute attente se retrouver Contre toute attente se retrouver Contre toute attente se retrouver Contre toute attente se retrouver Contre toute attente se retrouver

[Here is a translation into English by Lisa Munns (thanks, Lisa) who disclaims: "These are not word-for-word, in some cases a little of my own interpretation has been added. I've tried to make them make sense as much as is possible. "Baisier", the french verb, also means to f**k, so be careful!"]

You love french kisses Perfect, deep That make you weaken your defenses, your reasoning I part the gates of my prison And offer you the choice of 2 options To consume you, to consume you And against all attempts you plunge in Against all attempts you plunge in. you love french kisses And the shivers/shudders To exert on others a fascination For you to play with my illusions You offer me the choice between 2 relations to attract me, to push my back And against all odds you make me plunge Against all odds you make me plunge You love french kisses And boys I love to arouse disturbance to go to see elsewhere in other dimensions To not get lost in a conclusion to forgive oneself, to forgive oneself Against all attempts to forgive oneself Against all attempts to forgive oneself Against all attempts to forgive oneself Against all attempts to forgive oneself.

Leafhound

[intro sample:] I wish they wouldn't laugh.

I've been driving for some time / and the towns look the same. / This town feels very different, / as though I've been here before. / This looks like the old school-yard where we both used to play. / and the kids in that building, / they look just like our friends. /

Something about / this place / makes me lose a grip on time and space. / I haven't seen you for years, / but I feel you could be here right now. / And I know it's strange, / yes I know it's strange, / that you could be here with me now. /

Days spent staring at highways, / strange effects on the brain. / I can tell I'm not dreaming, / I know I'm wide awake! / I'm sure I saw the theatre / that burnt down in `83 - / and I followed the Harley / that had your number-plate. /

Something about this place / makes me lose a grip on time and space. / I haven't seen you for years, / but I feel you could be here right now. / And I know it's strange, / yes I know it's strange, / that you could be here with me now. /

[Whispers:] There's something about this place...

Like A Motorway

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

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.

Like The Swallow

She's like the swallow / that flies so high. / She's like the river / that never runs dry. / She's like the sunshine on the lea-shore, / I love my love, and love is no more. /

It's out of roses / she made her bed. / A stolen pillow / for her head. / She's like the sunshine on the lea-shore, / I love my love, and love is no more. /

London Belongs To Me

Took a tube to Camden Town, / Walked down Park Way, and settled down / in the shade of a willow tree, / someone hovering over me. /

Close my eyes, / breathe out slowly. / Today the sunshine (sunshine) loves me only /

To the sound of the World of Twist / you leant over, and gave me a kiss. / It's too warm to even hold hands, / but that won't stop us from making plans. /

Close our eyes, / breathe out slowly. / Today London (London) loves us only. /

Do you ever wonder where we've been? / Do you ever wonder where we're going? / Just close your eyes. / Just close your eyes. / Just close your eyes (close your eyes), / and breathe out slowly (breath out slowly). / Tonight the world (the world) loves you only. /

Just close your eyes. / Just close your eyes. / Just close your eyes. / Just close your eyes.

Lonely Margaret

[This song is an instrumental.]

Lose That Girl

Transcribed by Kevin Hung

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 looked good in purple jeans From Santa Fe And she overdosed on magazines

Just fade to grey

Lost In The Library

[This song is an instrumental.]

Lover Plays The Bass

Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher

Let me put you in the mood, let me try to break on through. You know that I will. Let me take you back again, let me climb aboard that train, leave time standing still.

Chorus - Listen while her lover plays the bass, lets groove a little now. Listen while her lover plays the bass, lets groove a little now.

As you slowly play your tune, an your smoke fills up the room. I'm closing my eyes, an the radio's still on, an I'm dreaming of song. I feel hypnotised.

Chorus x 4.

So lets groove a little now. Let's groove a little now.

Madeleine

Transcribed by Mun-Hou Lo

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?

Do-do-do-do-do...

Magic Child

[This song is an instrumental.]

Marble Lions

I'll meet you / past the great divide, yeah, / setting sail 'cross darkened dawn. / Everybody wants / something, / and I want it all. /

Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. / Don't say good-bye. / Stars are calling, / take the slow train. / Don't say good-bye. /

Marble lions / at the gates of Eden / screaming songs to lull the rage. / Let's raise a flag / that has no colours, / release the sun into the empty cathedral, yeah. /

Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. / Don't say good-bye. / Stars are calling, / take the slow train. / Don't say good-bye. /

Don't say good-bye, darling, / don't say good-bye. Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. / Stars are calling, / take the slow train. / Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. / Stars are calling, / goodnight, darling. / Goodnight, darling.

Mario's Cafe

Transcribed by Gerry

[Introduction sample:] 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.)

Martin Court

[This song is an instrumental.]

Memo To Pricey

It's like, I can't get past that S&M barrier. `Cause, I like, as I'm drinking something like whiskey or lager, it's actually painful to drink first of all. Pour you a double? Is that a double? You want a double ??? Cigarette? I don't smoke, but, you know, er... Crisps? Four bottles of Malibu, Bob knows the address. A Malibu, a Coke and Chinese food.

Message In A Bottle

Transcribed by Nicola
footnote descriptions by Dan Koster

Chorus:
One, two, turtles are blue,¹
three, four, Police are a bore,
five, six, Trudi upped sticks,²
seven, eight, you got no mates!

Brimstone, treacle and you,³
Break a leg, boy on the moon,⁴
no more Tyneside's favourite son,⁵
Jimmy Nail is number one.⁶

REPEAT CHORUS

Reading books by Nabokov,⁷
schoolkids told you, "Bugger off!"⁸
So you sung about dread and fear,⁹
you're a legal alien, dear.¹⁰

REPEAT CHORUS

While you were out, saving trees,
your accountant doubled his fees.
Five million down the drain;
poor old teacher's got no brain.

REPEAT CHORUS

So many crimes committed to wax,¹¹
Andy's hanging up his axe,¹²
Copeland went on to equalise.¹³
Sting's a bell boy in disguise.¹⁴

REPEAT CHORUS

You got no mates!
You got no mates!
You got no mates, got no mates!

¹ : The Dream Of The Blue Turtles (Sting's first solo album)
² : Trudi Styler (Sting's wife)
³ : Brimstone and Treacle (movie in which Sting plays a demonic stranger)
⁴ : Walking On The Moon (Police #1 hit)
⁵ : Tyneside (Sting's birthplace)
⁶ : Performed live with Sting on a "save the rainforests" compilation (produced by Trudi, 1998). May also be from Tyneside
⁷ : Nabokov's Lolita was the basis for the Police hit Don't Stand So Close To Me
⁸ : Sting was a schoolteacher before joining The Police
⁹ : Dread and fear figure heavily in Police songs, particularly on the Carl Jung-inspired Synchronicity album
¹⁰ : "I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien" runs the chorus of "An Englishman In New York" (which Sting wrote about Quentin Crisp, though here the Et are turning it against Sting himself)
¹¹ : So many crimes committed to wax (i.e. all the Police and solo albums)
¹² : Andy (Summers) is hanging up his axe? Retiring? I thought he may still be churning out shitty new age crap for Private Music
¹³ : (Stewart) Copeland went on to write the "hit" theme music for The Equalizer (80's Edward Woodward TV drama series) among other soundtracks
¹⁴ : In the film, Quadrophenia, Sting played Ace Face, the "mod" whom everybody worships as the coolest, but whose secret shame is that his "day job" is as a bellboy for a cheesy coastal resort.

Mr. Donut

Transcribed by Kevin Hung

Checked-in at the airport half an hour late Jackie caused a scene when we reached the gate Sorry Mr. Pilot but you'll have to wait Cause Paul's still in the duty free

When I'm far from home You call me on the phone Tell me everything that's happening in England When I'm feeling blue You call me something new Another stupid name that makes me smile And in a while

Ooh another coffee yeah Ooh can you sense it in the air Feels so good Like someone really cares

Built my world around certain things you say I think of nothing else at the close of day Except for maybe how I ended up this way Another drink before you go

MTV is on another dreary song 20 after 2 and I'm at a loss Cause the hotel bar is closed I walk across the road Sound of Radio Boston makes me smile And in a while

My Christmas Prayer

Oh Lord, / the snow is falling / and the whole world / kneels to pray, / for tomorrow / brings the dawning / of another / Christmas Day. /

Oh Lord, / will you please help me, / for my baby's / gone astray? / Bring him back, / `cause I'm so lonesome, / and tomorrow's / Christmas Day. /

I don't need mistletoe; / where did my baby go? / Where, / oh where / can he be? / Oh Lord, / won't you hear my prayer? / Oh, / you know, / I really care. / Please, / please, bring him back / to me. /

Oh Lord, / the snow is falling / and the whole world / kneels to pray, / for tomorrow / brings the dawning / of another / Christmas Day. /

It's another / Christmas Day.

My Name Is Vlaovic

[This song is an instrumental.]

Nazi Jaloux

[This song is an instrumental.]

New York Skyline

[This song is an instrumental.]

No Rainbows For Me

I've thought of asking you / for so long, / afraid of what / your answer would be. / But there's no other way, / so here I stay, / you know, I believe in your lies / so easily. /

Ooh... / no rainbows for me. /

I'm going for myself, / (so I tell myself) / but there's no pot of gold, / just shades of blue. / You think my heart's a toy; / like a little boy, / you pick it up, / and play with it, / and break it when you're through. /

Ooh... / no rainbows for me. /

Ooh... / no rainbows for me. / Ooh... / no rainbows for me. / Ooh... / no rainbows for me. / Ooh... / no rainbows for me. /

Stop hurting me, baby, / I may lose my mind. / Stop hurting me, baby, / or I'll ??? you. / I'll ??? / No rainbows for me...

[Outro sample:] Yes, well, that last one didn't sound too furious!

Nothing Can Stop Us

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

[Annoucement sample:] "Thankyou, 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 my life. [sung:] You walked into my life. / [spoken:] You smoothed out all 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. [sung:] 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 so wrong. / [spoken:] but they're so wrong, because nobody can hide from love. [sung:] Do, do you want to know? / [spoken:] Do you want to know, do you want to know something else that's true? [sung:] It's true, it's true, the touch of your hand, oh. / [spoken:] Just the touch of your hand, and I know we can make it.

[sung:] I've never felt so good, / I've never felt so strong, / Nothing can stop us now! / I've never felt so strong, / I've never felt so good, / Nothing can stop us now! [whispered:] (nothing! nothing!...)

Oh Boy, The Feeling When You Held My Hand

When / I had the time / to lie / somehere divine. / think / of some time / with you / in the sunshine. /

Oh boy, the feeling when you held my hand (held my hand.) / Don't talk, / baby / just pass the time (pass the time.) / I didn't listen when they said you'd moved / on, I knew they were wrong. /

Let / our love ascend, / when you / still had some friends; / climb / the mountain / to see / how we were then. /

Oh boy, the feeling when you held my hand (held my hand.) / Don't talk, / baby / just pass the time (pass the time.) / I didn't listen when they said you'd moved / on, I knew they were wrong. /

Cry / a million times; / I thought / he'd lost his mind. / His / only big crime / is he's / just as much mine. /

Oh boy, the feeling when you held my hand (held my hand.) / Don't talk, / baby / just pass the time (pass the time.) / I didn't listen when they said he'd moved / on, I knew they were wrong. /

When / I had the time / to lie / somehere divine. / think / of some time / with you / in the sunshine (in the sunshine, / in the sunshine.)

On The Shore

[This song has vocals, but not many real lyrics as such. A couple of phrases are distinguishable.]

Floating higher, / floating, floating, floating...

Only Love Can Break Your Heart

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

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.

Owl

[This song is an instrumental.]

Pale Movie

Transcribed by Mark Dorset

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...

Paper

[Paper, the original, in English:]

Here she comes, / she's running over the hill / with her friend / in tow. / I know that it feels / that there's no-one else on earth. / Oh, heavenly days, / you and me. /

Ooh... / 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. /

Ooh... / Only love can mend a broken heart. / Ooh... (only love,) / Only love can mend a broken heart. / Ooh... (only love,) / Only love can mend a broken heart. / Ooh... (only love,) / Only love can mend a broken heart. / Ooh... (only love.)

Paris Bar '89

[This song is an instrumental.]

Parliament Hill

Penthouse Girl, Basement Boy

Transcribed by Rene Rojas

Stared out of the car into your room
Only
I, I didn't feel you told me the truth
Plenty
Of nights sitting around waiting for you
Maybe
Then should have counted my CDs, see you soon
Baby

Got to go
Got to be on my own

You're not gonna find me today
Downtown baby leave me alone
Cos there's nothing to say
I'm living in the penthouse
Basement boy stay away

Sad, sad all the time, time to move on
You told me
Love, love didn't last and you should have known
Baby

Got to go
Got to be on my own

You're not going to find me today
Downtown baby leave me alone
Cos there's nothing to say
I'm living in the penthouse
Basement boy stay away

La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la

Stay out of my life
Basement boy stay away
Basement boy stay away

You can't touch me no more
You can't hurt me no more
You can't reach me no more

You're out of my life
Now I'm closing the door
You've turned into a bore
I don't need you no more

You're not gonna find me today
Downtown baby leave me alone
Cos there's nothing to say
I'm living in the penthouse
Basement boy stay away

People Get Real

[Intro announcement:] 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! /

Peterloo

[This song is an instrumental.]

Please

Transcribed by Mun-Hou Lo

Please, please tell me Youll always feel this way Please be the one Forever and a day Please, oh please Just say it's you and me Forever (forever) Please, please tell me Its heaven when we kiss Please be the one Your kisses I will miss Please, oh please Just say it's you and me Forever (forever) Here in your arms holding me oh so tight I pray to the stars that twinkle above tonight Please, please tell me Youll always feel this way Please be the one Forever and a day Please, oh please Just say it's you and me Forever (forever) Forever (forever) Forever

Portrait Of Beau

[This song is an instrumental.]

Postman

Transcribed by Kevin Hung

On a fog bound morning With my frozen tiger feet All done so I clocked off early Walked down our street

Oh no oh no Do I really deserve this Silhouette at the window It's so hard to believe this Silhouette at the window I was only lonely Only thinking of you

I suspected nothing Put all my trust in you Now my pride is in a thousand pieces World slides from view

Oh no oh no Do I really deserve this Silhouette at the window It's so hard to believe this Silhouette at the window I was only lonely Only thinking of you

Public Information Film

Puppy Love

And they call it "puppy love", / but I guess they'll never know / how the young heart really feels / and why I love her so. /

And they say we ??? / but I guess I'll never know / ??? / in the saunas(?) of a soul. /

I'll cry each night [laughing] / my tears for you [laughing] / my tears are all in vain. / I hope and I pray / that maybe some day / you'll be back in my arms once again. [dog barks] /

Someone help me, / help me, / help me please: / is the answer up above? / 'cause its been so very hard for me, / though they call it "puppy love." /

Railway Jam

[Introductory sample:] I'm Helen Stevens, I'm having a party, and the other tenants are there, and a few friends. We'd like you to join us... Mark. Pardon? I am Mark. Oh, hello Mark. Please come in, you'll meet the others who live here, and... Sorry, but... work.

[The rest of the track is an instrumental.]

Ready Or Not

Transcribed by Scott Seymour

I saw you from across the street, /
called to your friends. /
I haven't seen your smile all week - /
I know something's wrong. /

I went and bought another book; /
I'll lend it to you. /
Maybe we could get some food, /
I don't think you should be alone. /

This is the morning of another day, /
and you kiss another dream away, /
ready or not. /

You never say the things you should. /
You didn't, and you never could, /
like it or not. /

They said you're off to fight the cause /
in your own time. /
You're always trying to change the rules. /
I know something's wrong. /

I got myself another job /
in the same town. /
Me and Scott, we got engaged... /
I don't want to be alone. /

This is the morning of another day, /
and you kiss another dream away, /
ready or not. /

You never say the things you should./
You didn't, and you never could, /
like it or not. /

I never meant to hide a thing. /
It's too late for me to start promising /
or crying again. /

This is the morning of another day, /
and you kiss another dream away, /
ready or not/

You never say the things you should. /
You didn't, and you never could, /
like it or not. /

I never meant to hide a thing. /
It's too late for me to start promising /
or crying again. /

This is the morning of another day, /
and you kiss another dream away, /
ready or not/

Red Setter

Transcribed by Dean Hotta

Talking to myself in the bedroom.
Over and over in the full moon
Looking at flowers in the harbor.
Sleeping for hours with no bother.
Covered in moonbeams and feathers.
Waiting for the red setter.

Reserection

[Here is a translation into English by Lisa Munns (thanks, Lisa) who disclaims: "These are not word-for-word, in some cases a little of my own interpretation has been added. I've tried to make them make sense as much as is possible."] And it is then, that supposedly injured By ordinary mortals Dressed in purple and clear Of my fictitious ashes Once more, unknown, expected: I will rise again For you, I will rise again and again.

Russian

[There are some vocals on this song, but no lyrics as such.]

Sadie's Anniversary

Transcribed by Mun-Hou Lo

One year, to the day Since you put on the night One year, to the day That you shut out the light

I've made up my mind

Oh, I'll never say those words again No, not to anyone that matters

Small change, in my hand And the rain on the stair Some train, over there I could go anywhere

Stop wasting my time

Oh, I'll never say say those words again No, not to anyone that matters I'll never say the things I said Now that you're gone Oh, I'm shattered

I've made up my mind

Oh, I'll never say those words again No, not to anyone that matters I'll never say the things I said Now that you're gone Oh, I'm shattered

I know I've got to get away Girl's got to move along From this town Now that you're not around From this town Oh, now you're not around.

Saint Etienne Speaks

Saturday

Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher

Sunshine coming in through my window, painting patterns upon the pillow.
Draw the blind, just in time.
Trying to wake up but minds still foggy, someone pour me another coffee.
Strong and black, half a sack.

Chorus:
Hey!, every Saturday.
Get up late but it's okay.
Nothing changes on her face, nothing changes.

Screw around town but my heads still aching,serves me right for the
things I'm taking.
Chilean wine, suits me fine.
Later on bump into Paul and Bronwin, does anyone fancy a drink or something.
Seven ten, start again.

Chorus.

Hey !, every Saturday.
Get up late but it's okay.
Nothing changes on her fate, nothing changes.
Chorus and verses to fade :
Get your body to San Francisco, (?) and a must go Tesco, (?) alfresco,
pasta queck (?) and a dash of pesto.

Scene '93

[This is an instrumental!]

Schroeder

[intro sample:] Say / don't you think / ??? / communism is fucked / ??? ???

[This song is an instrumental.]

Sea Shells

Transcribed by Mun-Hou Lo

Hey little sea shell
How loud you roar
How many secrets
Do you store?
Can you answer truthfully?
One small question for me?

Chorus:
Does he love me
The way I want him to?
Will he protect me
Or will he leave me sad and blue?
Hey little sea shell
I need a clue
Am I his only girl?
Or has he quite a few?

Are my kisses as sweet
As he wants them to be?

Doe she see in me
A love secure and more?
Can I depend on
Forever being in his arms?

Repeat Chorus

(Hey, sea shell)
(hey, sea shell)
Hey little sea shell (Hey, sea shell)
Hey little sea shell (Hey, sea shell)
(Hey sea shell)
Hey little sea shell (Hey, sea shell)
(Hey, sea shell)
Hey little sea shell (Hey, sea shell)
(Hey, sea shell)

Seventeenth Century Sea

[This song is an instrumental.]

Shad Thames

She's The One

She, / she's the one. / She, / she's the one. / She's the girl who thinks nothing of / breaking up two people in love. /

In this world of ups and downs, [x8]

She, / she's the one. / She, / she's the one. / Saw her again last night, / I saw her with another guy. /

In this world of ups and downs, [x8]

She, / she's the one. / She, / she's the one. / In this world of ups and downs, / she's the one. /

In this world of ups and d