Lloyd Cole

She said don't worry baby
I'll do my own crying I'm a big girl now
Now I'm gonna be okay
Yes I'll find a new way of living
you know I will

*And you lie there without sleeping
And you stare at your wall
And you realize you're not weeping
You don't need her anymore

You say don't hate me baby
It won't hurt you if you do
You got no reason not to

She'll kiss you on the head
Says there's no easy road for leaving
if it hurts you too

*Repeat

You walk by the old place
Looks like just any other place
yeah that's what you say
You say I'll be okay
Yes I'll find a new way of living
sure I will

*Repeat (2x)

Guess it's over.

i want to take you down to the side of the city
where the sun doesn't shine and the moon isn't pretty
the slow train crawls in the nights and the days
are as warm as the smoke and the heat haze
yes and neon here twenty-four hours of the day
and you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
looker on the corner take that dog for a donor
well she's only doing what her mother told her
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i want to see a touch of evil in your eye
but all that i'm getting babe is sweetness and lies
i want to see something that i might desire
i want to take you down babe into the mire
deals going down no chance no masking
one thing's for sure never get what you're asking
they're coming with johnsons, they're coming with knives
they're robbing your boots when they give you a shoe shine
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right downtown
slow train down, babe, try twenty-nine
there's no looking back when there's no sense of time
'cause it's neon here twenty-four hours of the day
and you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
with a touch of evil in your eye
with a touch of evil in your eye
i want to take you down to the side of the city
i want to take you down to the blur of the city
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
yes i wanna take you right down
i...i...i...i wanna take you
i

I've got a little piece of paper with your name written on it
I've got a head full of attitude and nowhere to put it
Tell me, why don't you come down to Ruemorgue Avenue
Why don't you come down
Soil your pretty feet on the dirty ground of Ruemorgue Avenue

Well there's a chapel on the corner where I'm doing my crying
There's a limit to my patience, what do you say, Fay, let's get married
down on Ruemorgue Avenue

They say the world keeps on turning, and everything remains the same
Well my heart's burning and I say everything must change
Why don't you come down to Ruemorgue Avenue
Why don't you come down
Soil your pretty feet on the dirty ground of Ruemorgue Avenue

Rita Mae, tell your sister she's unkind
Tell your sister, well, I don't mind
Tell your sister, she's got mine

I got a four letter word, starts with the letter L
Can't bring myself to say it because it's making my life hell
Why don't you come down to rue morgue avenue
Because I've been drinking all night and all day
Just trying to picture your sweet face
Down on Ruemorgue Avenue

Rita Mae, tell your sister she's unkind
Tell your sister, well, I don't mind
Tell your sister, she knows where, where I lie
Down on Ruemorgue Avenue

If every lover that you'd ever known
Could turn around would you take one?
Or would you really rather be alone
And fool around if and when you might please

Well, I don't know babe if you ever have been told
But you're a tough one to play for
I tried to be what you were looking for
Now I'm not sure if you ever really knew

You know the world won't wait, babe, you're crying too late
And you're drinking on borrowed time
And the last thing you need is me and my weeping wine

You sit around sticking pins in dolls
What's there to fall down and die for?
You're looking fine baby it's well known
Why does your story have to be so short?

Well, pretty soon babe you're gonna show your age
Because you're drinking on borrowed time
And then the last thing you need is me and my weeping wine

You know the world won't wait, babe you're crying too late
You're drinking on borrowed time
And the last thing you need is me and my weeping wine

I lost my girl on Monday
Looking for some sympathy
I went to church directly
The lord was not there for me

Didn't go to work on Tuesday
Got to drinking around noon
I lost my heart to a mean bartender
She knocked me off my stool

Now the world's spinning round too fast
Lord, won't you let me off on the corner
You know a man could take to sinning
All he needs is a little push in that direction

I lost my job on Friday
Said a lack of discipline
I went to church directly
Peter said "He is not in."

I hit the bar on Sunday
Looking for some discipline
I sold my soul to the mean bartender
She said I'm born again

Now the world's spinning round too fast
Lord, won't you let me off on the corner
You know a man could take to sinning
All he needs a little pushing
If you time it just right
You could send me to the lions tonight

Strange to see you babe, ain't nothing down here free
Did you lose your ticket? hope you weren't looking for me
I'm still wearing the scars I got from being your fool
You messed me up pretty good babe I didn't mean to ruin you

I remember when I first saw you babe you were looking pretty good
You said you were looking for love, well then why didn't you?
You just sat there taking everything you could get
Never thought one day you might have to pay for it

Did you ever dream baby one day you might fall
And feel your back against the wall?
Did you ever dream baby one day you might crawl
did you ever dream?

Now when you're putting on your face I guess that you feel kind of low
Knowing that you past your best and you've got nothing to show
Well, baby, you know just as well as I some fool is going to fall your way
Only this time around you might have to pay for it

Did you ever dream baby one day you might fall
And feel your back against the wall?
Did you ever dream baby one day you might crawl?

Did you ever dream, baby?
When you had no need, baby
Did you ever dream
That you might have to
Pay for it?

Well I don't know but I've been told
and I've seen what you've left behind
And I don't know if I like what I see
When it's knocking at my door

And you don't know if you're laughing or crying
And I don't know if I care
Because I know right here I've got me
Something that you'll never have
You might laugh but what are you looking at?
Sending your old valentines to the one you never had

Well I don't know but I've been told
and I've seen what you've left behind
And all those ladies you left standing on the corner
They're laughing at you now

So you drink all night and you sleep all day
Because you see what you've left behind
And standing on the corner, hey lady, got a quarter?
She's passing you by

And you don't know if you're laughing or crying
And I don't know if I care
Because I know right here I've got me
Something that you'll never have
You might laugh but what are you looking at?
Sending your old valentines to the one you never had

She said she didn't understand him so she guessed he was deep
He swore he'd never been to college and was too tall to be
So as she led him to the slaughter thinking she'd be laughing last
Now the lady in the question is his better half

She's got to be the stupidest girl I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, or where I've been
She's got a right to be, with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't want to understand
That she's a girl and I'm a man

He thought that women and drink would make a man out of him
But the extent of his studies left a jaded man
So as she led him to the altar he was easily led
And when they asked him if he did, well then, this is what he said

She's got to be the stupidest girl I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, or where I've been
She's got a right to be, with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't want to understand
That she's a girl and I'm a man

Every time she's near me
She gives me a new reason to be alive
To try to get right
She looks right through me
She says you're not cool, you're just like me
You're a stupid man
Get over here, hold my stupid hand
She's all right...

Weird On Me

I didn't mean to get you mad at me, Misty
Swear I'd never try and turn your brown eyes blue
It's just that having got a taste for this whiskey
Maybe I've been missing someone like you

Maybe I've been tired
Maybe I've been lonely
I've been lonely and blue
Maybe I've been missing someone like you

But I was only trying to be your friend
Don't get weird on me, babe
Swear I'd never try to mix things up again
Don't get weird on me, babe

Billy says that you're wearing his ring, now
He says he took away the sadness from your smile
Guess I tried, hell, if I'd only known how
I guess I'll learn when you're walking down that aisle

Yes, and I'll be sad and I'll be lonely
I'll be lonely and blue
Yes and I'll be missing someone like you

But I was only trying to be your friend
Don't get weird on me, babe
Swear I'd never try to mix things up again
Don't get weird on me, babe

You were an innocent child before I laid my hands on you
And all that pain that you held inside
Was just waiting to bloom in a darkened room
And you just flew right into the light and came alive
My little butterfly

Well, you'd never known love and you'd never known pain
But you found out that they were just like wine and champagne
You could drink a little more, then you hurt a little less
And you'd get that butterfly feeling underneath your dress
And your promises would turn into lies
Then you'd fly
My little butterfly

Now I'm lying here, babe, on your side of the bed
And I've got unclean thoughts flying through my head
And I'm thinking about love, yes I'm thinking about pain
And I'm thinking about some way that I might feel good again
Yes, I'm thinking about my little butterfly

Sometimes I get to thinking
I'm a hurting kind of guy
Why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind?
If you don't know now, then you never will
Is what she said

She said I didn't listen
Well I know that that's untrue
She said I didn't understand her
Well I guess that you do
Well I guess you do

Summer came around
Her old blanket on the floor
I woke to the slamming of the door
Then the rain came
And I just let it pour
All over me

Sometimes I get to thinking
down by my own undertakings
Now I'm down by the water, black water
And I'm looking in

She said I wouldn't miss her
Well you know that that's unfair
She said I wasn't there for her
Well I never would have been there, no sir
If not for her

Summer comes around
And I miss that woman more
I guess I'll get me somewhere by the fall
When the rain comes
Well I'll just let it pour
All over me

Sometimes I get to thinking
I'm a hurting kind of guy
Why'd that woman leave me for a lesser kind
If you don't know now, then you never will
Is what she said


Summer comes around
And I miss that woman more
I guess I'll get me somewhere by the fall
When the rain comes
Well I'll just let it pour
All over me

She said don't worry baby
I'll do my own crying
I'm a big girl now
And I'm going to be okay
Guess I'll find a new way of living
You know I will

And you lie there without sleeping
And you stare at your wall
And you realize you're not weeping
You don't need her anymore

You say don't hate me baby
It won't hurt you if you do
You've got no reason not to
She kiss you on the head
Says there's no easy road for leaving
If it hurts you to

And you lie there without sleeping
And you stare at your wall
And you realize you're not weeping
You don't need her anymore

You walk by the old place
Looks like just any other place
That's what you say
You say I'll be okay
Yes, I'll find a new way of living
Sure I will

And you lie there without sleeping
And you stare at your wall
And you realize you're not weeping
Because you don't need her anymore
You guess that it's over

You walk in my house with her lipstick over your face
You tell me you got news for me
Well, do you think I can't see straight?
Do you think I can't recognize her perfume on your clothes
You tell me you got news for me
Well I don't need to be told

Let me guess, she's looking for a little peace of mind
I don't want to cause any more pain but could I please have what's mine?
She's got such a pretty please I never could say no
Well, just take a half of everything and then please go

Now I know right now you're thinking I'm some crazy kind of fool
But the truth of the matter is I'm just like you
She's some kind of voodoo woman
She said she can't use me anymore
That's what she said to me she said
I can't use you anymore

I don't need her loving, I don't need her kissing
I don't need for you to tell me all that I've been missing
I don't need her loving, I don't need her kissing
I don't need for you to tear me down and tear me down again

Every time you give a little more
She could still use a little more
Every time you give a little more
She could still use a little more
And when you can't give a little more
She could still use a little more
She could still use a little more
She could still use a little more

Tell her that she done me
That she done me good
Tell her that she done me
Like a lady should
And if I ever see her
And I hope I never do
I might have to show her
Just what a love can do

The sun ain't going to shine
And the rain is gonna fall
Because I put a spell on you
And all the years I cried
All the years that I tried
To save a stillborn love

I know what you're thinking
Pretty soon I'll howl at the moon
But you better believe me
Because I was just like you
Mister, read the writing on the wall
Get out while you're still whole
While you're still breathing

I don't need her loving, I don't need her kissing
I don't need for you to tell me all that I've been missing
I don't need her loving, I don't need her kissing
I don't need her to tear me down again

Now that the low life has no meaning
Because you've been there, now you're gone
But your heart won't keep from cheating
And stringing you along

Stranger to me, well what's the lowdown
Are you man enough to pray?
For a better way of living
I believe I've lost my way

Oh Mae, could you please hold me
I believe I might fall
I believe that I might fall

Could there be a better way of living
Better than the easy way?
Could the wretched be forgiven
Are you man enough to pray?

I wore my heart upon my sleeve
To court the wretched and the free
But if by chance I'd lost my way
Would you help me find it, babe?

Oh Mae, could you please hold me
I believe I might fall
I believe that I might fall

I wore my heart upon my sleeve
To court the wretched and the free
But if by chance I'd lost my way
Am I man enough to pray?

If I told you that I'd never really cared
And if I told you that I'd never cried you'd know that I lied
You'd know lied
And if I told you that I'd found somebody new
It wouldn't make it any easier and what he doesn't know
Won't hurt at all

You know just as well as I that he's a better man than I
and I know you know

Guess I never got around to telling you
I guess that if I told you now then I'd have nothing to lose
Well, I think of you
Because if I told you that I'd found another girl
It wouldn't make it any easier and what he doesn't know
Won't hurt at all

You know just as well as I
That he's a better man than I could ever be

when you're nothing to no one
and you're less than you can
and you're looking for someone
who won't cling to anything
so you're stuck in some motel
with the sound of her sleeping
don't you feel kinda old now
well ain't that a funny thing
i used to wake up early
i used to try to believe
but life seems neverending
when you're young
so you're back on the highway
and there's wind in her hair
and you know that it's no time for thinking
about somebody up there
'cause you'll turn her to drinking
and you'll lead her to hell
with her bible beside her
she surely looks like an angel
i used to wake up early
i used to try to believe
but faith is never easy
when you're young
no no no
i used to wake up early
now it's hard, hard enough to sleep
but life seems neverending
when you're young
oh no no no no

rain on me, i'm not complaining
i'm soaking from my hat down to my shoes
rain on me 'cause i'm believing
love is something i get to lose
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
take a look at my face to get my meaning
mister i got scars on my knees
take a look at these hands i got from praying
you better believe i do believe
it's raining on bleecker street
from my heart down to my feet now
doo doo doo doo doo doo...
now i know that this blood here is for bleeding
sure as jesus is up above
he knows my heart is just for pleading
but what do you know about love?
it's raining on my main street
from my heart down to my feet now
doo doo doo doo doo doo...
raining from my heart down to my feet now
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
it's raining on bleecker street
raining from my heart down to my feet now
doo doo doo doo doo doo...
raining from my heart down to my feet yessir
doo doo doo doo doo doo...
(should rain on me now)
(falling down on me now now now now)
(should rain on me)
raining from my heart down to my feet now now
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?
what do you know about love?

You wanna leave me baby be my guest
All i'm gonna do is cry
And then i'm gonna find there's someone else
And tear the stars out of the sky
Looking for something when there's nothing there to be found
Make it easy on yourself
Go out and find your body someone else
And tear the stars out of the sky
Baby you're too well-read
Baby you're too well-spoken
Baby you're too pristine
When i cry, do you feel anything?
Baby you're too well-read
You wanna leave me baby be my guest
All i'm gonna do is cry
And then i'm gonna find there's someone else
And tear the stars out of the sky
Baby you're too well-read
Baby you're too well-spoken
Baby you're far too clean
When i cry, do you feel anything?
Baby you're too well-read
Baby you're too well-read
You don't need me anymore
You don't need me anymore
They say storms are right for summertime
Well baby i'm long gone
Whatcha gonna do when you open your eyes
It's a brand new day and baby
No blue skies
Baby you're too well-read
Baby you're too well-spoken
Baby you're too pristine
When i cry, do you feel anything?
Baby you're too well-read
Baby you're too well-spoken
Baby you're far too clean
When i cry, do you feel anything?
Baby you're too well-read

you lie in the heat of a summer haze
and turn it into a winter's tale
you pull down the blinds and shut out the sky
and do what you can to turn the whole thing grey
you're crying and pleading and you're hell just to be with
and you're everything that i'll ever need
so why do you say you love me when you don't?
you fall back into the english way
of feeling only guilt 'cause you feel no pain
you sit and you stare at the empty page
and then you fill it with verse, make the whole thing worse
you lie and you cheat your own mind to believing
that you don't need anything or anyone
so why do you say you love me when you don't?
and why should i feel blue when i do?
why?
you lie in the heat of a summer haze
and turn it into a winter's tale
you fall back into the english way
of feeling only guilt 'cause you feel no pain
you're crying and pleading and you're hell just to be with
and you're everything that i'll ever need
so why do you say you love me when you don't?
why should i feel...
and who's gonna love the loveless if not you?
why?
why?

i got your letter baby the one that said
you been loving me too long maybe we should kick it in the head
right on
well i guess you've really got some kind of way with words
maybe you could be a writer
you could do worse
'cause when i saw you i just knew
i always would belong to you
goodbye baby, well you'll never see my smiling face
sweetheart, sweet jane
guess you'll find some other killing to take my place
ha ha, all right
i want my photographs back and my barcelino
keep the cartier babe i wouldn't give you the time of day
born a lady to the last perfumed stationery
does it make you feel good to make me feel ordinary?
'cause when i saw you i just knew
i always would belong to you
goodbye baby, well you'll never see my smiling face
sweetheart, my complete heart's
trashed and bleeding with the sordid details in my suitcase
right on

i'm looking for a religious girl
with child-bearing hips and a wedding veil
but i'm saddened to report sir, it's not easy
this town is full of those cynical girls
walking two steps behind forty-five-year-olds
i can't bear to hear those church bells ring again
so driver can't you drive me a little more slowly
i've gotta go
can't you find me some george jones on your radio
i've gotta go, can't say no, to the church

i want to take you down to the side of the city
where the sun doesn't shine and the moon isn't pretty
the slow train crawls in the nights and the days
are as warm as the smoke and the heat haze
yes and neon here twenty-four hours of the day
and you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
looker on the corner take that dog for a donor
well she's only doing what her mother told her
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i want to see a touch of evil in your eye
but all that i'm getting babe is sweetness and lies
i want to see something that i might desire
i want to take you down babe into the mire
deals going down no chance no masking
one thing's for sure never get what you're asking
they're coming with johnsons, they're coming with knives
they're robbing your boots when they give you a shoe shine
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right downtown
slow train down, babe, try twenty-nine
there's no looking back when there's no sense of time
'cause it's neon here twenty-four hours of the day
and you're sure looking pretty when it's hitting on your face
with a touch of evil in your eye
with a touch of evil in your eye
i want to take you down to the side of the city
i want to take you down to the blur of the city
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
i wanna take you right down
i...i wanna take you down
i wanna take you down
yes i wanna take you right down
i...i...i...i wanna take you
i

Didnt I hear you say your hearts made out of steel
No ones gonna get so close,
No ones gonna know how you feel
Now youre a punch drunk sycophant, a little s.o.b.
You say your mind is made up, isnt that the way that its supposed to be
And its a long way down
And its a long, long way down
Walking that tall your head is gonna trip your feet
Walking with the devils fine, just dont call it looking for sympathy
When its four a.m. and mister you cant sleep
cause your bloods still rushing at cocaine speed
And you know all that you needs a little baby to say
Ah mister cool down wont you let me fade those blues away
And its a long way down
And its a long, long way down
And when you hit the ground youre gonna know about it
Mister lets you and me see if we cant make a deal
Ill give you the world and all youve gotta do is cry for me
The reason its a cliche is because its true
The harder you climb, the harder you fall, and that means you
So mister hard head, hard nose, hard as steel
Youre just a punch drunk sycophant, a little s.o.b.
And its a long, its a long way down
And its a long, long way down
And when you hit the ground youre gonna know about it

maybe i'm a little old-fashioned, maybe you're a little unkind
maybe i'm a little impatient, we'll concede that in mind
you won't give me your number, you won't give me your time
you said meet me on the corner, and there's still no sign
maybe i'm a little outdated, maybe a little out of time
to believe your heart is in the right place
despite what you're doing to mine
so i'm standing on the corner, looking like i don't care
d'you wanna crucify my feelings with your fingernails
and leave the loneliest boy in the western world
cruising the streets for an ice cream girl
i feel like a shady politician trying to sell a broken-down car
sit home sleeping for virgin princess, you know that's not what you are
do i have to feel this small before you'll play ball?
maybe i lack sophistication, maybe a little unrefined
so my credit ain't too good, well call a dollar a dime
you won't give me your number, you won't give me your time
i'm standing on the corner, and there's still no sign
d'you wanna crucify my feelings with your fingernails
and leave the loneliest boy in the western world
cruising the streets for an ice cream girl, hey
d'you wanna crucify my feelings with your fingernails
and leave the loneliest boy in the western world
cruising the streets for an ice cream girl

you look so good when you're depressed
better even in your current state of undress
tears caressing me like rain
and i'm not even thinking, i feel fine in your pain
the coolest thing i ever saw
you were sitting there smoking my cigarettes
you were naked on the bare stone floor
you looked at me to say don't guess
i was only watching, yes i love you more undressed
is it really such a sin?
should i feel some kind of shame?
will i truly go to hell?
oh you never lock the bathroom door
should i be embarrassed when i've seen a hundred times before
how do married couples cope
should i say excuse me darling, i don't know
we could disconnect the telephone
just sit around and mess around
and tell your ma we went to rome, tennessee
and i'm not even drinking, i feel fine, it's scary
is it really such a sin?
should i feel some kind of shame?
will i truly go to hell?
oh well
the coolest thing i ever saw
you were sitting there smoking my cigarettes
you were naked on the bare stone floor
you looked at me to say don't guess
i was only watching, is it bad that i should love you best
undressed

i love to see you in your sweater girl
i love you in your high tall boots
i love to see you in your sweater girl
love to see you walking that cute, you know it
i love to see you in your leather skin
love your lipstick on my sheets
and i love to see you in your alligator shoes
reciting to me my poetry, i really do but
i hate to see you baby doing that stuff
i hate to see you doing that stuff
i hate to see you baby doing that stuff
really hate to see you doing that stuff
i love you baby when you bite my ear
i don't worry about your uptown geek
and i love you baby don't you bite your lip
'cause it's me you talk to in your sleep and
i hate to see you baby doing that stuff
i hate to see you doing that stuff
i hate to see you baby doing that stuff
really hate to see you doing that stuff
i love to see you in your sweater girl
love your alligator chic
et je sais te vois dans ton christian la croix
but i hate to see you walking my street, but
i hate to see you baby doing that stuff
i hate to see you doing that stuff
i hate to see you baby doing that stuff
really hate to see you doing that stuff, ha ha

well it used to be everything was fine
everything, this all was mine
all i had to do was write it down
you'd just be there with your perfect frown
i made up my mind
i traded holy water for cheap wine
i ran out of time
well it used to be everything was fine
everything, this all was mine
but one fine day, you might say
that i, i threw it all away
'cause i made up my mind
i traded holy water for cheap wine
i ran out of time
or something that i can't define
i traded my whiskey for your wine
leaving my river running dry
and a waterline
you might say i'm wasting my time
you might say well, i don't mind
i ran out of time
or something that i can't define
i traded holy water for cheap wine
leaving my river running dry
leaving just a waterline
just a waterline

shirley i love you 'til i'm drunk
and on and on and never to stop
the way i see it it's sad to say it but it's true
you're gonna be all that i need
so sad to see her looking so rusted
there must be more to life than this
or we'd be mercy killing us
yeah, killing us baby
the last train's leaving, there's nothing left
'cept to confess to love and happiness
the way i see it it's sad to say it but it's true
you're gonna be all that i need
so sad, sad to see her looking so rusted
there must be more to life than this
or we'd be mercy killing us
oh yeah, killing us baby
we'll slip past a graveyard
love me do

i choose my friends only far too well
i'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
with their government grants and my i.q.
they brought me down to size, academia blues
louise is a girl, i know her well
she's up on the pavement, yes she's a weather girl
and i'm staying up here so i may be undone
she's inappropriate, but then she's much more fun and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin
shame on you, you've got no sense of grace, shame on me
ah just in case i might come to a conclusion
other than that which is absolutely necessary
and that's perfect skin
louise is the girl with the perfect skin
she says turn on the light, otherwise it can't be seen
she's got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sin
and she's sexually enlightened by cosmopolitan and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
for her perfect skin
yeah that's perfect skin
she takes me down to the basement to look at her slides
of her family life, pretty weird at times
at the age of ten she looked like greta garbo
and i loved her then, but how was she to know that
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin
up eight flights of stairs to her basement flat
pretty confused huh, being shipped around like that
seems we climbed so high now we're down so low
strikes me the moral of this song must be there never has been one
speedboat
julie said we drink far too much coffee
wine and cigarettes and we never get no sleep
i first met them at a riverboat party
both of them were speeding i would say
i lived on the edge of all this indulgence
taking notes and trusting in prudence
julie said to jim why don't

julie said we drink far too much coffee
wine and cigarettes and we never get no sleep
i first met them at a riverboat party
both of them were speeding i would say
i lived on the edge of all this indulgence
taking notes and trusting in prudence
julie said to jim why don't we jump in
while the water is cool and we are still friends
some say that they o.d.'d on leonard cohen
well i can see that river whenever i think about them
the river is cruel and the water is deep and blue
i was working then on my great unfinished novel

jodie wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six days
she says a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
she reads simone de beauvoir in her american circumstance
she's less than sure if her heart has come to stay in san jose
and her neverborn child still haunts her
as she speeds down the freeway
as she tries her luck with the traffic police
out of boredom more than spite
she never finds no trouble, she tries too hard
she's obvious despite herself
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
she says all she needs is therapy yeah
all you need is, love is all you need
jodie never sleeps 'cause there are always needles in the hay
she says that a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
as she reads simone de beauvoir in her american circumstance
her heart, heart's like crazy paving
upside down and back to front
she says ooh, it's so hard to love
when love was your great disappointment

some say that you may soon be leaving town
do you tire of chasing all the women around
will you never be contented with your life
will you always be the one who won't think twice
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard , down on mission street
god only knows how you can hurt her
when you know that's what you do
how does it feel to be so cruel
will you never be contented with your life
will you always be the one who won't look back
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
it feels like up, down on mission street
julie said your eyes are blue
your lips are cold as stone
she picked you up and you put her down
and messed her place around
will you never be contented with your life
will you always be the one who won't think twice
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard , down on mission street
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
it feels like up, down on mission street

she crossed herself as she put on her things
she has promised once before not to live this way
if she don't calm down she will burn herself out
like a forest fire, well doesn't that make you smile
if you don't slow down, i swear that i'll come round
and mess up your place, let's go for a spin
they say we shouldn't even know each other
and that we'll be undone
don't it make you smile like a forest fire
i believe in love, i'll believe in anything
that's gonna get me what i want and get me off my knees
then we'll burn your house down, don't it feel so good
there's a forest fire every time we get together
doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
hey pick you up, put you down
rip you up and spin you round
just like we said we would
'cause we're a forest fire
believe you me, we'll tear this place down
if we get caught in this wind then we could burn the ocean
if we get caught in this scene we're gonna be undone
it's just a simple metaphor, it's for a burning love
don't it make you smile like a forest fire

i was looking for a rhyme for the new york times
when i sensed i was not alone
she said d'you know how to spell audaciously
i could tell i was in luck
and so i forced a smile contrary to my style
and she looked into my eyes
she said d'you want to go heaven
or would you rather not be saved
here comes my train
i'm on my way, will you not see
i don't need your sympathy
i won't read your poetry, oh sweetness please
so she took me back to her basement flat
which was down on charlotte street
though it was never my intention
we were not intense, not least because
well if you must just take then i'm a piece of cake
that is what she said to me
and so i gave myself to her charity
well at least that's how it seemed
here comes my train
i'm on my way, what got into me
i don't need your sympathy
i won't read your poetry, oh bittersweets
i was looking for a rhyme for the new times when i was distracted
yes those were precious times together that we wasted
now i'm working hard for my union card
i must be leaving charlotte street
though it was never my intention to stay so long
so long

it's the french 'deux cheval' not the literal 2cv. he ryhmes it with blue.


she drove her mother's car, 'twas a deux cheval
i was most impressed by her casual dress
i was most impressed
inside her rented room colored deepest blue
i suppose we found some kind of happiness

she drove her mother's car, 'twas a 2cv
i was most impressed by her casual dress
i was most impressed
inside her rented room colored deepest blue
i suppose we found some kind of happiness

i was woken up at four a.m. by your screams and anguished cries
your mother was singing in the bathroom, she will never be my child
oh baby talks in her sleep so loud
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground
well you have absolutely no common sense, yes i know that's your charm
you spend the whole day on the phone, you say well it helps you stay calm
you cling to my arm, yes i know that's your charm
and when i ask you what you want you say do you mind hey crocodile
well then could you give me some peace, you say well maybe for a while
sometimes you know you could almost be a child
oh must you tell me all your secrets
when it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground
you are your own worst enemy, so don't expect my sympathy
oh go back to your mother's house and cry your little heart out
you can drive them back to town in a beat-up grace kelly car
looking like a friend of truman capote, looking exactly like you are
yes, yes i know that's your charm
so don't ask me if i want you, only ask me if i must
i been blown around so long, don't know which senses to trust
oh no, but i know that i must
oh must you tell me all your secrets
when it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground

early in the morning, just by the break of day
well that's when my patience went away
she took her bags but she left all her clothes
she took her keys and left me out in the cold
wearing a plastic coat
and the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
patience is a girl that i hate to love the way i do, but i do
she wakes me up in the morning through squeaking in my dreams
she took her bags but she left all her clothes
she took her keys and left me out in the cold
all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
she beat me up and left me out in the pouring rain
without no keys, without no reason to go back again
she left me empty-handed, she left me empty-hearted
not no money, not nothing but the blues
all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
she said the one thing that she needs is happiness
i don't believe that she's happy 'til she sees that i'm in distress
no, all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
and i swoon

looking like a born again
living like a heretic
listening to arthur lee records
making all your friends feel so guilty
about their cynicism
and the rest of their generation
not even the government are gonna stop you now
but are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
pumped up full of vitamins
on account of all the seriousness
you say you're so happy now
you can hardly stand
lean over on the bookcase
if you really want to get straight
read norman mailer
or get a new tailor
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed?
what would it take
what would it take to wipe that smile off of your face?
are you ready to be, are you ready to bleed?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed? (heartbroken)
well you better get ready now baby
are you ready to bleed?, ready to bleed?

looking like a born again
living like a heretic
listening to arthur lee records
making all your friends feel so guilty
about their cynicism
and the rest of their generation
not even the government are gonna stop you now
but are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
pumped up full of vitamins
on account of all the seriousness
you say you're so happy now
you can hardly stand
lean over on the bookcase
if you really want to get straight
read norman mailer
or get a new tailor
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed?
what would it take
what would it take to wipe that smile off of your face?
are you ready to be, are you ready to bleed?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed? (heartbroken)
well you better get ready now baby
are you ready to bleed?, ready to bleed?

i choose my friends only far too well
i'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
with their government grants and my i.q.
they brought me down to size, academia blues
louise is a girl, i know her well
she's up on the pavement, yes she's a weather girl
and i'm staying up here so i may be undone
she's inappropriate, but then she's much more fun and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin
shame on you, you've got no sense of grace, shame on me
ah just in case i might come to a conclusion
other than that which is absolutely necessary
and that's perfect skin
louise is the girl with the perfect skin
she says turn on the light, otherwise it can't be seen
she's got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sin
and she's sexually enlightened by cosmopolitan and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
for her perfect skin
yeah that's perfect skin
she takes me down to the basement to look at her slides
of her family life, pretty weird at times
at the age of ten she looked like greta garbo
and i loved her then, but how was she to know that
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin
up eight flights of stairs to her basement flat
pretty confused huh, being shipped around like that
seems we climbed so high now we're down so low
strikes me the moral of this song must be there never has been one
speedboat
julie said we drink far too much coffee
wine and cigarettes and we never get no sleep
i first met them at a riverboat party
both of them were speeding i would say
i lived on the edge of all this indulgence
taking notes and trusting in prudence
julie said to jim why don't

I was out stumbling in the rain
Staring at your lips so red
You said, "blah, blah, blah,
I got a pillow stuck in my head"
How could I argue with a mirror?
She looked at me ¡º
Yes, I hear her.
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
She said, "there's a halo on that truck,
"won't you please get it for me? "


I said, "of course my little swan,
"if ever and ever you adore me."
She got mad ¡º
She said, "you're too steep,"
Put on her boxing gloves and went to sleep
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
When I see the glory...

Written by tom verlaine

Get into the hot seat
If it hurts not to be seen
Or if you want to hit back
This is the place to be at

Spin your partners round and round
Don't think another thought
Don't get caught short
You might get bought

You know I'd like to take you by the hand
But I never get the chance
Oh it's easy to be cool when you're in a trance
Isn't that right?

Blair's on alcohol
I'm on ice cream
Causing the craziest scene

This is a beautiful city
That's a beautiful smile
Though I could never live here
Could I stay for a while?

I'd just packed my bags for Memphis
So that I could learn the blues
But this city turned out so wild
I had to tell the whole crew

Being no place for a boy to fall in love
I naturally did
Now we're dancing around your flat
To Leopardskin Pillbox Hat

Social climbing

We were just passing through
It's true I just seem to stumble into things
Yes, we just settled down
Mostly nobody seemed to notice

This is a beautiful city
Full of beautiful kids
All so keen to get hip
Mostly still biting their lips

C and W

You know I'm hopeless without you

i was looking for a rhyme for the new york times
when i sensed i was not alone
she said d'you know how to spell audaciously
i could tell i was in luck
and so i forced a smile contrary to my style
and she looked into my eyes
she said d'you want to go heaven
or would you rather not be saved
here comes my train
i'm on my way, will you not see
i don't need your sympathy
i won't read your poetry, oh sweetness please
so she took me back to her basement flat
which was down on charlotte street
though it was never my intention
we were not intense, not least because
well if you must just take then i'm a piece of cake
that is what she said to me
and so i gave myself to her charity
well at least that's how it seemed
here comes my train
i'm on my way, what got into me
i don't need your sympathy
i won't read your poetry, oh bittersweets
i was looking for a rhyme for the new times when i was distracted
yes those were precious times together that we wasted
now i'm working hard for my union card
i must be leaving charlotte street
though it was never my intention to stay so long
so long

Oh you're a precious little pearl
But tell me true now
Have you ever had a care in the world?
Oh, tell me what's it all about?

You say - oh, you're so uptight
Well you'll never be so right

Oh you can cry yourself dry
But I'd be surprised if you can muster up a single crocodile
You'll never be a hopeless child

Throw caution to the wind
Forgive yourself your sins
And don't you know you
Really are the sweetest thing

There isn't heart enough on you
Do you no longer care or feel that
You have nothing left to prove?
Oh, tell me that it isn't true

I wanted to tell you
That I used to admire you
Oh, you know really that I don't cared
No, I never cared for you
But I used to read about you
And you often would

Throw caution to the wind
And don't you know you
Really are the sweetest thing

it's the french 'deux cheval' not the literal 2cv. he ryhmes it with blue.


she drove her mother's car, 'twas a deux cheval
i was most impressed by her casual dress
i was most impressed
inside her rented room colored deepest blue
i suppose we found some kind of happiness

she drove her mother's car, 'twas a 2cv
i was most impressed by her casual dress
i was most impressed
inside her rented room colored deepest blue
i suppose we found some kind of happiness

early in the morning, just by the break of day
well that's when my patience went away
she took her bags but she left all her clothes
she took her keys and left me out in the cold
wearing a plastic coat
and the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
patience is a girl that i hate to love the way i do, but i do
she wakes me up in the morning through squeaking in my dreams
she took her bags but she left all her clothes
she took her keys and left me out in the cold
all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
she beat me up and left me out in the pouring rain
without no keys, without no reason to go back again
she left me empty-handed, she left me empty-hearted
not no money, not nothing but the blues
all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
she said the one thing that she needs is happiness
i don't believe that she's happy 'til she sees that i'm in distress
no, all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
and i swoon

she crossed herself as she put on her things
she has promised once before not to live this way
if she don't calm down she will burn herself out
like a forest fire, well doesn't that make you smile
if you don't slow down, i swear that i'll come round
and mess up your place, let's go for a spin
they say we shouldn't even know each other
and that we'll be undone
don't it make you smile like a forest fire
i believe in love, i'll believe in anything
that's gonna get me what i want and get me off my knees
then we'll burn your house down, don't it feel so good
there's a forest fire every time we get together
doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
hey pick you up, put you down
rip you up and spin you round
just like we said we would
'cause we're a forest fire
believe you me, we'll tear this place down
if we get caught in this wind then we could burn the ocean
if we get caught in this scene we're gonna be undone
it's just a simple metaphor, it's for a burning love
don't it make you smile like a forest fire

julie said we drink far too much coffee
wine and cigarettes and we never get no sleep
i first met them at a riverboat party
both of them were speeding i would say
i lived on the edge of all this indulgence
taking notes and trusting in prudence
julie said to jim why don't we jump in
while the water is cool and we are still friends
some say that they o.d.'d on leonard cohen
well i can see that river whenever i think about them
the river is cruel and the water is deep and blue
i was working then on my great unfinished novel

jodie wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six days
she says a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
she reads simone de beauvoir in her american circumstance
she's less than sure if her heart has come to stay in san jose
and her neverborn child still haunts her
as she speeds down the freeway
as she tries her luck with the traffic police
out of boredom more than spite
she never finds no trouble, she tries too hard
she's obvious despite herself
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
she says all she needs is therapy yeah
all you need is, love is all you need
jodie never sleeps 'cause there are always needles in the hay
she says that a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
as she reads simone de beauvoir in her american circumstance
her heart, heart's like crazy paving
upside down and back to front
she says ooh, it's so hard to love
when love was your great disappointment

Once there was the sea now there is sand
And no way now to wash these aching limbs
We have been brothers to this land
All of our boats have long been burned

Lord take this weight out of my bones
Your seventh sin may still yet be unlearned
Though I may burn out in the sand
Still I will learn to love this land

But if the world is truly turned
Surely then our hearts will burn again
And the sand will turn to soil
And the blood run in our veins again
And burn again

Once there was the sea now there is sand
And no way now to wash these aching limbs
Still you will take me by the hand
Yet I will learn to love this land

But if the world is truly turned
Surely then our hearts will burn again
And the sand will turn to soil
And the blood run in our veins again
And burn again

you will never be no good
no you will never be no good
d`you know what i`d do if i could
chop you up into firewood
because you have sinned far too many times
you have sinned far too many times
and you will pay for all your crimes
you will never be no good
not not ever no good
you know it`s hard to sympathise
you know it`s hard to sympathise
when you never tell nothing but lies
and it`s hard to sympathise
you say you`re born in the barrel of a gun
some say you`re born in the barrel of a gun
you were your mother`s seventh son
and no excuse could be a good enough one
and don`t you love her madly
you want to be her daddy
well that won`t do you no good
you might just slip into the priesthood
you will never be no good
no you will never be no good
d`you know what i`d do if i could
and then we`d all receive a knighthood
you`ll never be no good

Does it hurt to be polite
Or is it just cool to be unkind
Must you always hurt the ones you love
And then get paid back in kind?

Andy is fine but his taste is not mine
Let me tell you I don't mean maybe
I'm getting really tired of Andy's babies

Some say that children should be seen and not heard
That's what I'd prefer

Let's go downtown for a while
I'm sure you'll be forced to smile
When you see Andy's babies
And the bohemian lifestyle

Andy is a saint
But I'm losing my patience
I really don't mean maybe
Don't even wanna talk about Andy's babies

So when says his children will inherit the earth
Isn't that absurd?
In a word

Trudy is in the bathroom
She's trying to clean up her act
And Donald has gone to mass
Yes, we are thankful for that
It's eight in the morning
And still you can't get no sleep
On account of perfect day and
All this white light white heat...
...isn't that sweet?

I was out stumbling in the rain
Staring at your lips so red
You said, "blah, blah, blah,
I got a pillow stuck in my head"
How could I argue with a mirror?
She looked at me ¡º
Yes, I hear her.
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
She said, "there's a halo on that truck,
"won't you please get it for me? "


I said, "of course my little swan,
"if ever and ever you adore me."
She got mad ¡º
She said, "you're too steep,"
Put on her boxing gloves and went to sleep
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
When I see the glory
I ain't gotta worry
When I see the glory...

Written by tom verlaine

Oh you're a precious little pearl
But tell me true now
Have you ever had a care in the world?
Oh, tell me what's it all about?

You say - oh, you're so uptight
Well you'll never be so right

Oh you can cry yourself dry
But I'd be surprised if you can muster up a single crocodile
You'll never be a hopeless child

Throw caution to the wind
Forgive yourself your sins
And don't you know you
Really are the sweetest thing

There isn't heart enough on you
Do you no longer care or feel that
You have nothing left to prove?
Oh, tell me that it isn't true

I wanted to tell you
That I used to admire you
Oh, you know really that I don't cared
No, I never cared for you
But I used to read about you
And you often would

Throw caution to the wind
And don't you know you
Really are the sweetest thing

Get into the hot seat
If it hurts not to be seen
Or if you want to hit back
This is the place to be at

Spin your partners round and round
Don't think another thought
Don't get caught short
You might get bought

You know I'd like to take you by the hand
But I never get the chance
Oh it's easy to be cool when you're in a trance
Isn't that right?

Blair's on alcohol
I'm on ice cream
Causing the craziest scene

This is a beautiful city
That's a beautiful smile
Though I could never live here
Could I stay for a while?

I'd just packed my bags for Memphis
So that I could learn the blues
But this city turned out so wild
I had to tell the whole crew

Being no place for a boy to fall in love
I naturally did
Now we're dancing around your flat
To Leopardskin Pillbox Hat

Social climbing

We were just passing through
It's true I just seem to stumble into things
Yes, we just settled down
Mostly nobody seemed to notice

This is a beautiful city
Full of beautiful kids
All so keen to get hip
Mostly still biting their lips

C and W

You know I'm hopeless without you

Jesus said to Mary
Lord, the things we do for love
Well, do think I seem self conscious
It's only you I'm thinking of
Well I was hiding in the bathroom
Quite unable to cry
Now I'm weeping with a vengence
Since your voice came down the line

I moved up from the country
Though I never could have stayed
I just dipped my hand in the water
And got carried away

Well would you put me down
Just for being around
At the wrong time of day?
Or would you leave me while I'm sleeping
Out through the fire escape?
They tell me swans do fly
Across a perfect sky
And it's a purist's sky tonight
So you'll desert me in the morning
On account of your cruelty and spite

I moved up from the country
To wave goodbye to all that
I just leapt up on that riverboat
And I never will look back

Jesus said to Mary
Lord, the things we do for love
Well, did she think he was self conscious
It was only her he was thinking of
Well I was hiding in the bathroom
Quite unable to cry
Now I'm weeping with a vengence
But these are tears of joy, oh my

I moved up from the country
Though I never could have stayed
I just dipped my hand in the water
And got carried away

julie said we drink far too much coffee
wine and cigarettes and we never get no sleep
i first met them at a riverboat party
both of them were speeding i would say
i lived on the edge of all this indulgence
taking notes and trusting in prudence
julie said to jim why don't we jump in
while the water is cool and we are still friends
some say that they o.d.'d on leonard cohen
well i can see that river whenever i think about them
the river is cruel and the water is deep and blue
i was working then on my great unfinished novel

jodie wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six days
she says a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
she reads simone de beauvoir in her american circumstance
she's less than sure if her heart has come to stay in san jose
and her neverborn child still haunts her
as she speeds down the freeway
as she tries her luck with the traffic police
out of boredom more than spite
she never finds no trouble, she tries too hard
she's obvious despite herself
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
she says all she needs is therapy yeah
all you need is, love is all you need
jodie never sleeps 'cause there are always needles in the hay
she says that a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes
she looks like eve marie saint in on the waterfront
as she reads simone de beauvoir in her american circumstance
her heart, heart's like crazy paving
upside down and back to front
she says ooh, it's so hard to love
when love was your great disappointment

some say that you may soon be leaving town
do you tire of chasing all the women around
will you never be contented with your life
will you always be the one who won't think twice
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard , down on mission street
god only knows how you can hurt her
when you know that's what you do
how does it feel to be so cruel
will you never be contented with your life
will you always be the one who won't look back
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
it feels like up, down on mission street
julie said your eyes are blue
your lips are cold as stone
she picked you up and you put her down
and messed her place around
will you never be contented with your life
will you always be the one who won't think twice
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard , down on mission street
when you go down on your knees
you're so hard to please
when you go down on your knees
it feels like up, down on mission street

i choose my friends only far too well
i'm up on the pavement, they're all down in the cellar
with their government grants and my i.q.
they brought me down to size, academia blues
louise is a girl, i know her well
she's up on the pavement, yes she's a weather girl
and i'm staying up here so i may be undone
she's inappropriate, but then she's much more fun and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin
shame on you, you've got no sense of grace, shame on me
ah just in case i might come to a conclusion
other than that which is absolutely necessary
and that's perfect skin
louise is the girl with the perfect skin
she says turn on the light, otherwise it can't be seen
she's got cheekbones like geometry and eyes like sin
and she's sexually enlightened by cosmopolitan and
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
for her perfect skin
yeah that's perfect skin
she takes me down to the basement to look at her slides
of her family life, pretty weird at times
at the age of ten she looked like greta garbo
and i loved her then, but how was she to know that
when she smiles my way
my eyes go out in vain
she's got perfect skin
up eight flights of stairs to her basement flat
pretty confused huh, being shipped around like that
seems we climbed so high now we're down so low
strikes me the moral of this song must be there never has been one
speedboat
julie said we drink far too much coffee
wine and cigarettes and we never get no sleep
i first met them at a riverboat party
both of them were speeding i would say
i lived on the edge of all this indulgence
taking notes and trusting in prudence
julie said to jim why don't

i was looking for a rhyme for the new york times
when i sensed i was not alone
she said d'you know how to spell audaciously
i could tell i was in luck
and so i forced a smile contrary to my style
and she looked into my eyes
she said d'you want to go heaven
or would you rather not be saved
here comes my train
i'm on my way, will you not see
i don't need your sympathy
i won't read your poetry, oh sweetness please
so she took me back to her basement flat
which was down on charlotte street
though it was never my intention
we were not intense, not least because
well if you must just take then i'm a piece of cake
that is what she said to me
and so i gave myself to her charity
well at least that's how it seemed
here comes my train
i'm on my way, what got into me
i don't need your sympathy
i won't read your poetry, oh bittersweets
i was looking for a rhyme for the new times when i was distracted
yes those were precious times together that we wasted
now i'm working hard for my union card
i must be leaving charlotte street
though it was never my intention to stay so long
so long

it's the french 'deux cheval' not the literal 2cv. he ryhmes it with blue.


she drove her mother's car, 'twas a deux cheval
i was most impressed by her casual dress
i was most impressed
inside her rented room colored deepest blue
i suppose we found some kind of happiness

she drove her mother's car, 'twas a 2cv
i was most impressed by her casual dress
i was most impressed
inside her rented room colored deepest blue
i suppose we found some kind of happiness

i was woken up at four a.m. by your screams and anguished cries
your mother was singing in the bathroom, she will never be my child
oh baby talks in her sleep so loud
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground
well you have absolutely no common sense, yes i know that's your charm
you spend the whole day on the phone, you say well it helps you stay calm
you cling to my arm, yes i know that's your charm
and when i ask you what you want you say do you mind hey crocodile
well then could you give me some peace, you say well maybe for a while
sometimes you know you could almost be a child
oh must you tell me all your secrets
when it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground
you are your own worst enemy, so don't expect my sympathy
oh go back to your mother's house and cry your little heart out
you can drive them back to town in a beat-up grace kelly car
looking like a friend of truman capote, looking exactly like you are
yes, yes i know that's your charm
so don't ask me if i want you, only ask me if i must
i been blown around so long, don't know which senses to trust
oh no, but i know that i must
oh must you tell me all your secrets
when it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing
we're living four flights up but i swear right now it feels like underground

early in the morning, just by the break of day
well that's when my patience went away
she took her bags but she left all her clothes
she took her keys and left me out in the cold
wearing a plastic coat
and the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
patience is a girl that i hate to love the way i do, but i do
she wakes me up in the morning through squeaking in my dreams
she took her bags but she left all her clothes
she took her keys and left me out in the cold
all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
she beat me up and left me out in the pouring rain
without no keys, without no reason to go back again
she left me empty-handed, she left me empty-hearted
not no money, not nothing but the blues
all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
she said the one thing that she needs is happiness
i don't believe that she's happy 'til she sees that i'm in distress
no, all because of patience
i get the pressures of life through lack of patience
i get the pressures of her
and i swoon

looking like a born again
living like a heretic
listening to arthur lee records
making all your friends feel so guilty
about their cynicism
and the rest of their generation
not even the government are gonna stop you now
but are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
pumped up full of vitamins
on account of all the seriousness
you say you're so happy now
you can hardly stand
lean over on the bookcase
if you really want to get straight
read norman mailer
or get a new tailor
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed?
what would it take
what would it take to wipe that smile off of your face?
are you ready to be, are you ready to bleed?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed? (heartbroken)
well you better get ready now baby
are you ready to bleed?, ready to bleed?

Cole

I know I said I favoured peaceful resolution
But that was when we were the young idealists
The Young Idealists
Raging through the coffee shops and bars
Make believe the world was really ours
Still supposing we could make a difference
Then we bought into the neocon economic dream
And we were trading in futures we believed in
The Young Idealists
Careering through the markets to the Mall
Venturing that we could have it all
Still supposing we could make a difference
And then the markets fall
And the heavens open
And there's no synergy at all
The synergy is broken
So maybe now I'd take that wholesale revolution
We were talking about
Maybe now I'd take a future we can breathe in
The Young Idealists
Raging through the forests and the streams
Breaking into your laboratories
Still supposing we could make a difference
I never dreamed I'd want a slogan on my people
Mover
But that was when we were the young idealistsTHE YOUNG IDEALISTS
I know I said I favoured peaceful resolution
But that was when we were the young idealists
The Young Idealists
Raging through the coffee shops and bars
Make believe the world was really ours
Still supposing we could make a difference
Then we bought into the neocon economic dream
And we were trading in futures we believed in
The Young Idealists
Careering through the markets to the Mall
Venturing that we could have it all
Still supposing we could make a difference
And then the markets fall
And the heavens open
And there's no synergy at all
The synergy is broken
So maybe now I'd take that wholesale revolution
We were talking about
Maybe now I'd take a future we can breathe in
The Young Idealists
Raging through the forests and the streams
Breaking into your laboratories
Still supposing we could make a difference
I never dreamed I'd want a slogan on my people
Mover
But that was when we were the young idealists

Cole

Idealised vision of a woman through a smokefilled
twentieth century screenplay
Advancing
Towards protagonist with paperback and beer
Manifestly failing to disappear
Now that the children are asleep
You want to play
But you’re so lazy
She walks into the bar
And there you are
Still life watercolour Woman In A Window
Considers role of kitchen sink drama queen
Stage left - protagonist with cigarette and pen
Considers form of racehorses, IBM
Declining issues led advancing two to one
In slow trading
She walks into the bar
And there you are
No longer angry
No longer young
No longer driven to distraction
Not even by Scarlett Johansson
A few moving parts
Need to be replaced
The engine starts
But only on Tuesdays
but look at it this way -
Now that the children are asleep
You want to play
But you’re so lazy
She walks into the bar
And there you are
Idealised vision of a woman through a smokefilled
twentieth century screenplay
Advancing
Towards protagonist with paperback and beer
Manifestly failing to disappear..

Cole

I’m serving 12 to 15 working the coffee machine
I’ve got a licence to fly underneath the radar
She’s about 50 feet north As Seen On TV store
I know she’s going to tune me in sooner or later
With my medication I will be fine
I said I’m trying to write my novel
She said Neither am I
And either way I saw you reading No Depression
You’re doing nothing I’ll come over
We’ll watch 6 feet Under
And then we’ll maybe get around to your condition
With my medication I will be fine
First she’s going to tire of my fixations
Then she’s going to tire of my face
I’m going to need a new affectation
I’m going to need a new one everyday
With my medication I will be fine

Cole

I paid the full lip service to the repercussions
Which is to say I weighed the risk reward
But who can budget for a fallout of these proportions?
Take your shot
That’s what you pay me for
Nobody said
You’re getting away with murder
Here, smile into the hidden camera
with your friend
She didn’t ask
If we were on or off the record
Or what that may
Or what that may not mean
When you went away
I thought that I was free
How wrong can you be?
How wrong can you be?
Fortune hits the wall
And the whole 500 fall
How wrong can you be?
How wrong can you be?
I didn’t see it at the time as a conflict of interests
A pretty girl at the wheel of a German car
It isn’t hard to surrender to market forces
Take your seat
Become the passenger
Nobody said
We’re getting away with murder
No looking in the rear view mirror
Foot to the floor
She didn’t say
I’m working for the competition
A pretty girl at the wheel of a German car
When you went away
I thought that I was free...

Cole

Think you’re really something ,now
Just because I offer you
A ride in my brand new car
When you know we’re nothing more than just
Smoke and rhetoric
And we’re barely rhyming as we are
So don’t get so excited
He’s not that kind of writer
The chances are we’ll wind up in some godforsaken
cul-de-sac
Not love
No use to get sad about it
Can’t love everysong
Well let’s not lose perspective, now
Just because we spend a little time together while
we’re on our way
And sure I’ll hold you for a little while
If you ask me I can stay
At least until tomorrow
But now we’re halfway through the song and I’m still
tagging along
Surely clouds are coming soon
But as of now I can see nothing but blue
No use to go second guessing
Can’t cry everysong
Maybe the wine is going cheap at the creative retreat
Maybe our man’s smoking something
Because something’s feeling scarily like love
No need to complain
No siree Bob
Can’t cry everysong

Lewis

Never doubting
Always faithful
She returns
She says she loves me
And I could always
Come to her
She can’t imagine how
Another lover
Could turn her head
And I’m so grateful
That I’m still willing
To have her home
She says she loves me
She won’t forget me
And then she’s gone
She thinks that later
We can pick up the pieces
And carry on
And I’d forgive her
Still not suspecting
She could be wrong
Now I’m so grateful
I’m no longer willing
To have her home
Now I’m so grateful
I’m no longer willing
To have her home

Clark-Cole

No longer harbour
To escapist design
I propose an exit strategy
Could you let it go?
A simple loss of traction
On an empty road
More than likely sleeping at the wheel
And then again
In it’s current condition
Sustainded disrepair
I’d say this house is falling down
Ripe for torching, then
A single cigarette falls
From a sleeping hand and
Softly, softly, softly I will slip away
And fade until I assume complete transparency
Softly, softly, softly I will slip away
And then into the ether where I belong

Cole

Tripped on your Rolodex
Brought up a cloud of dust
I had to take an antihistamine
Before I could move on
and assess the damage done
The fallout to contain
The nonedescript manuscript
on which you wrote
In case of loss
In case of loss
It said return to this address
So here we are
except you don’t live here anymore
And I guess I’m leaving
I guess I’m getting around to leaving
And then again
Remember all I asked
was just a little quiet please

I am cold, distant, increasingly resistant to your smile
And this I don't deny
You are bold, beautiful, I'm always going to be in love with you
Amphetamines or none

You say - Give it to me straight
Well I already did
There isn't any more
And what pale fire I ever had is gone
But you don't want to hear that in a song

Music in a foreign language
Words that we don't understand
Melodies won't come between us
And even if you wanted - we can't sing along

La la la...

I heard a voice - resonant, born of Scandinavian descent
I didn't comprehend a single word, sentence
My stunted sensibility content
To listen without words

I'll try to give it to you straight
My heart is almost full - there's not a lot of space
And so forgive me if I'm less than awed
By your world weary twenty-six year old

Music in a foreign language
Words that we don't understand
Melodies won't come between us
And even if you wanted - we can't sing along

La la la...

You say I'm dry - a scientist
No mate for the lioness you are
Yes - I can hear you roar

Clearly you can see that I am bleeding
Clearly you can see my clothes are torn
Clearly this demands an explanation
Only I can offer none

My other life

Witnesses have placed me at the crime scene
Forensic evidence concurs
Samples taken from under my fingernails
Support the prosecution's case

My other life

Analysis has failed to find a motive
Hypnotists have failed to beak the code
Journalists are camped out on my doorstep
Perchance that I might slip and drop the key

My other life

Welcome to my made for TV movie
I look strangely placid on the stand
You can be the judge and you the jury
Consider please the allegations

My other life

I slip away to my other life
With no regret or remorse
Happy and gay in my other life
No need to wake me Monday morning
From my other life

Just another bunch of torn down college graduates
Trying to find a place to set down for a while
Too pumped up to fake it
Too belligerent to take it sitting down
Early town

Just another bunch of would be desperadoes
Failing to pace themselves against the grain
Strung out on semantics
Holiday Inn vigilantes
Late night, early town

Oh, Los Angeles
How do you sleep?
You seem so full of cocaine
and self belief
If I could get me some
I'd take it and I'd run
Oh, but it's just another
Late night, early town

Is t too late to be post modern lovers?
Is it too late to straighten out the show?
The sky is turning grey
and now the afterparty fades
We're coming down
on an early town

Oh, Los Angeles
How do you sleep?
You seem so full of cocaine
and self belief
If I could get me some
I'd take it and I'd run
Oh, but it's just another
Late night, early town

Late night, early town
Am I supposed to sleep
Here all alone?
Beneath the shadow of the minibar
With the promise of a Spectravision girl

A Spectravision girl
Oh, those Spectravision girls...

Lying here between your progeny and your Visa card statement
Beside the coffee stained torn envelope
We took your facsimile and we pinned it to the wall
Here on the other side of the world

You call here when it's 3 AM and we hear music playing
You call here and you don't have time to talk
You call in on your cell phone but you're cutting out
Here on the other side of the world

You send in electronic mail transmissions
Dispatches from your colonies - your Commonwealth
But your syntax is distracted and your sideways happy face
Is not on the other side of the world

from the girl
with the starry eyes
and the easy smile
she's just sitting there
Could I stay a while?

Lying here between your progeny and your Visa card statement
Beside the coffee stained torn envelope
We took your facsimile and we pinned it to the wall
Here on the other side of the world

Rather than you, she said
I prefer solitude
Rather the company
I prefer cigarrettes

Even Los Angeles
Suffers occasionally
Do you have somewhere to stay?

But no more love songs
Not for me

I gave er whisky
And she gave me everything
There was a boy, she said
Beautiful, eloquent
He went to Spain
And where he went, she went

No Joan of Arc
She was broken discarded
And that was a long time ago

Still, no more love songs
No more love songs
stil, you might as well live

I'll drink to harmony
Peace and disarmament
I'll dance the victory waltz

But no more love songs
No more

Didn't I promise always to
Shelter and protect you
Didn't I answer - Yes I do
Well, today I'm not so sure

Didn't the stars shine awful bright then
Didn't I look into your eyes and
Didn't I swear I'd always be there
Well, yeah, yeah, yeah
Today I'm not so sure
Today I'm not so sure

Wasn't the world much younger then
Isn't the word indifferent
Wich Best describes this man in descent
Caught beteween love
And what I meant

Didn't I promise always to
Shelter and protect you
Didn't I answer - Yes I do
Well, today I'm not so sure

Didn't the stars shine awful bright then
Didn't I look into your eyes and
Didn't I swear I'd always be there
Well, yeah, yeah, yeah
Today I'm not so sure

I'm freezing cold because I've been out all night
I guess I left without my coat
I just got to walking round and round your block
Very, very rock and roll

Remember when you said you're my best friend
If that's the best that I've got
And any time I needed anything
Well, I guess I need to cash that cheque

I guess I had another bright idea
Why don't I share it with you
I went right up and knocked on Trouble's door
And they said - Mister, we've been waiting for you

Could you be my alibi
Could you drive my getaway car?
Get me out of jail free
Baby, you and me?

I'm freezing cold because I've been out all night
I guess I left without my coat
I just got to walking round and round your block
Very, very rock and roll

Could you be my alibi
Could you drive my getaway car?
Get me out of jail free
Baby, you and me?

People just ain't no good
I think that's well understood
You can see it everywhere you look
People just ain't no good

We were married under cherry trees
Under blossom we made our vows
All the blossoms come sailing down
Through the streets and through the playgrounds
The sun would stream on the sheets
Woken by the morning bird
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good

Seasons came, seasons went
The winter stripped the blossoms bare
A different tree now lines the streets
Shaking its fists in the air
The winter slammed us like a fist
The windows rattling in the gales
To which she drew the curtains
Made out of her wedding veils

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all

To our love send a dozen white lilies
To our love send a coffin of wood
To our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons coo
That people they just ain't no good
To our love send back all the letters
To our love a valentine of blood
To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
That people they just ain't no good

It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They nurse you when you're ill of health
They bury you when you go and die
It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They'd stick by you if they could
But that's just bullshit, baby
People just ain't no good

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all

I hear they have the good drugs in Brazil
Maybe I'll take some
Maybe I'll feel better if I do
In Brazil

I hear they're pretty laissez-faire down there
But me I'm so uptight
Taken unaware - well, I just might
In Brazil

I hear they have the good drugs in Brazil
Maybe I'll take some
Maybe I'll feel better if I do
In Brazil

I am consumed by delusions of grandeur
I'm fallen prey to the beautiful girl
I have seen romance in the obvious quarters
And I have painted myself into that world

I have constructed my own personal Babel
But many passages remain out of print
Leaving me in an unresolved sentence
Without an idea of where it went

I have developed an unnatural candour
In contradiction to all I hold dear
I think of myself as tall and silent
This little voice is all that I hear

Now the night's drawing in
I'm your unworthy friend
At the untimely end of a lifetime

Thinking I might hold on to my first marriage
I learned the language of the self obsessed
It was only later at the post-grad parties
That it rewarded me with great success

No longer waiting for my prayers to be answered
No longer waiting for my publisher's call
No longer charming in my reminiscence
Only immersed in a faint afterglow

Now the night's drawing in
I'm your unworthy friend
At the ungodly end of a lifetime