My Life Story

One. She prefers the night to day
Two. She never calls me when she says
Three. Her motorcycle riding to the South
Four. The way she puts her fingers in her mouth
Five. Running just in time to miss our train
Six. The old park bench is where we scratched our names
Seven. She says do or die
Seven reasons why

Eight. Her swirling hips and lips of ice
Nine. Consumes the hopes of all men dressed in black and flame
Ten. Oh she ain't got the time to speak
Eleven. She leaves the pie and always, always eats her greens
Twelve. Well she cries do or die
Twelve reasons why
Yeah, I love, I love, I love her

Oh twelve reasons why,
Twelve reasons why I wrote this love song
It's off the cuff,
I jotted down a shopping list of love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Can buy the doctor's
Love things I can touch
Yeah....

I'm a singer who comes, but I'm a lover who can
I'm a lover who can
I'm a beggar who wants but I'll take what I can
I'll take what I can
I will give her it all, but she will always say no
'Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow

Oh here comes April 1st
She's welcoming me
She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key
I gave a flower, she sent her family tree
Dont rewrite the books
Just rewrite the title
She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all
April 1st, the first of a lie

I'm a protest lover with a protest song
She's a loser that's bad
That's why you should have won
I would give her it all but she would always say no (no)
'Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow
Oh yeah, driven snow
Oh yeah, oh no

Here comes April 1st
She's welcoming me
She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key
I gave a flower, she sent her family tree
Dont rewrite the books
Just rewrite the title
She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all
April 1st, the first of a line

Here comes April 1st
She's welcoming me
She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key
I gave a flower, she sent her family tree
She took her personality on the dose
And sniffed the world right up her nose
On April, April circles
Now I did the dishes, she dished the dirt
She had the world revolving right round her skirt
Oh April 1st
The last of the first

Oh April 1st
The last of the first

I see the claret stained your dress
It won't rub out.
I hear you silent in distress
You can't call out

I hear the vineyards crying for your wasted years
Crying vintage tears for what you were

I see the claret stained your cheeks
It won't come out

Claret is pouring in your mouth
Through your heart
Out your wounds
Claret is pouring straight through you
Hear the vineyards cry

I see the broken shards of red
Crushed in your hand
It's no more rhesus negative
Than bougelle

I hear the vineyards crying for your wasted years
Crying vintage tears for what you were
I have the broken promises to fathom out

Claret is pouring in your mouth
Through your heart
Out your wounds
Claret is pouring straight through you
Hear the vineyards cry

Claret is pouring in your mouth
Through your heart
Out your wounds
Claret is pouring straight through you
Hear the vineyards cry

I'm a killer with a tuning fork
I'm a timer and I tick and tock in time
I dive
Turn my world the wrong way up
I turn it upside down
That's why I find
I dive

Unanswered questions
Questionable answers
I don't know
You know you should never fall in love
You should dive, dive

Take a dip into the hotly blue
Your heart will leave your hands and you will thrive
Dive
As we sink into the salty brine
With our walkmans playing Sparkle
We still shine
Shine

Unanswered questions
Questionable answers
I don't know
You know you should never fall in love
Dive, dive

Unanswered questions
Questionable answers
I don't know
She said "Jake, you don't fall in love"
You dive, dive, dive

Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah

The vows are made like a halfsung tune
The dreams are laid like the table in the bedsit room
The bedsprings twang like a pizzacato string
And they make love
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing

Could they understand
With marriage blisters all over their hands?
Could they understand
With marriage blisters over their hands?

The punches land like the rain on a dirty street
The sun goes down like the whiskey bottle by his feet
The tears jing like salt on a wedding ring
And they make love
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing
Like mocking birds do sing

Could they understand
With marriage blisters over their hands?
Could they understand
With marriage blisters over their hands?
Could they understand
With marriage blisters over their hands?
Could they understand
With marriage blisters over their hands?

Could they understand
With marriage blisters over their hands?
Could they understand
With marriage blisters over and over their hands?
Over and over their hands?
over and over their
Could they understand
With marriage blisters over their hands?

May I see your daughter
May I see your daughter
Mr Boyd, can I ask her to play
May I see your daughter
May I ask your daughter
Mr Boyd, ask if she wants to play

We must stop playing now
Cos we're all growing old
We must leave all the time
Cos we haven't got long

May I see your daughter
May I ask your daughter
Mr Boyd, can I ask her to play
Can I have your daughter
Can I have your daughter
Mr Boyd, ask if she wants to play
Oh...

Mr Boyd you have played
Now its our turn to leave
My Boyd you have taken
Now its your turn to give
Oh give

I will see your daughter
She will see we oughta
Not be listening to anything you say
We will sing and dance together
In all kinds of weather
While you Mr Boyd watch us play

La la la la laa la
La la la la laa laa
Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa
La la la la laa la
La la la la laa laa
Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa
Ohh...

Loo la la la laa la
Loo la la la laa laa
Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa
Loo la la la laa la
Loo la la la laa laa
Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa
Ohh...

Mr Boyd, can I ask her to play?

Frozen in thought, please take my coat
I'll warm your heart until it burns
I know that things can't get much worse

When a doctor is prescribing soap and water for your living hell
And a heavenly choir of angels are p***ing down your wishing well
The screaming stars will light our way
The screaming stars will light our way

Oh my friend, you seem so pale
The highest point, the dove-tail
The simple shapes and colours form against the trees
The sweetest tonic for the disease

And a doctor is prescribing soap and water for your living hell
While a heavenly choir of angels are p***ing down your wishing well
November,
Take my coat, it's cold

The screaming stars will light our way
The screaming stars will light our way
The screaming stars light our way
The screaming stars will light our way

November,
Take my coat, it's cold.

The greatest living painter
Painted in a painted corner
THe greatest on the Earth
Has never stepped on land
He's standing on a goldmine
I could make it all mine, all mine
But I don't want your mine
Just your...

If you took my hand
Would it still be blind
Cos you don't sparkle
You don't shine
Sparkle in my eyes
And if you took my hand
Would it still be blind
You don't sparkle
You don't shine
Sparkle in my
Sparkle in my eyes

The greatest living singer
Stuck inside a damp bedsitter
The greatest on the Earth
Never stepped on land
For services rendered
A party full of great pretenders
The champagne wasn't chilled
Such a dreadful oversight

If you took my hand
Would it still be blind
Cos you don't sparkle
You don't shine
Sparkle in my eyes
Oh no, you
You don't sparkle in my eyes

If you took my hand
Would it still be blind
Cos you don't sparkle
You don't shine
Sparkle in my eyes
And if you took my hand
Would it still be blind
You don't sparkle
You don't shine
Sparkle in my eyes
Oh no, you
You don't sparkle in my
You don't sparkle in my eyes

You don't sparkle

Leopardskin bedspread
Housewife superstar
A feather boa constricts her
Punching neckline
Doctors design
Goodbye to cellulite
Hello to silicone

Sunken dreamboat
Resigned to talkshows
Serial seducer
Queen medusa
Praised on marzipan
Good time tamazipan
Goodbye to cellulite
Hello to silicone

Bah.. bah bah.. bah bah bah.. bah bah...
etc

Terminal groupie
Horsey horsey
Fine art collects her
A feather boa constricts her
Immortal has-been
From eighteen to eighty
Goodbye cellulite
Hello to silicon

Bah.. bah bah.. bah bah bah.. bah bah...
etc

Suited and booted for a night out on the town
With a sleeping bag and a couple of cans
It's Saturday

Suited and booted run a flick-comb through my hair
And if you don't speak the word on the street
Na na na nah no-one there...

All dressed up and I'm in my prime
All dressed up and I wear what I like
I'm soon to be seen
'Cos the city is mean
All dressed up and I wear my soul
While my mind is warm but my heart's still cold
I'm back on the scene
I'm fighting keen

Suited and booted, talking in the old cliches
Like the how-d'you-do's and the I-love-yous
It's Saturday

Still cocteau-colours blow to the wind
With a downtown downbeat gaze
Looking for the uptown up temper lads
Na na na na nah flick-knife through

All dressed up and I'm in my prime
All dressed up and I wear what I like
I'm soon to be seen
'Cos the city is mean
All dressed up and I wear my soul
While my mind is warm but my heart's still cold
I'm back on the scene
I'm fighting keen
Ahowww!

All dressed up and I'm in my prime
All dressed up, wear what I like
I'm soon to be seen
'Cos the city is mean

All dressed up with a mean tattoo
If you dont look round I'll make sure that you do
I'll kill to be seen
An identity.

Sunday lunch at the Windsor's
Stealing all of the family silver
We're gonna melt it all down
There's a new king in town
Ohh,
He's got the cut in the rug, yeah
The chances are that you'll never see his face
He will brighten your day
Got the methods that pay

Well the sky opened up
And the weather fell out on our town
We all drowned for love in the clouds
And the one and only
His affectionate majesty
Made a decree to work on e

I'm the king of Kissingdom
I'm the king of all the dreams you never had
I'm the king of Kissingdom
I'm the king of all the dreams you never had

Kissing them through the windscreens
God was speeding us to the palace gates
Tripping over our smile
We stood and rang on the bell
We all got drunk on his favour
But only sober enough to roll along
His faithful subjects in pain
It's cold turkey a day,

And the one and only
His affectionate majesty
Made a decree to work on e

I'm the king of Kissingdom
I'm the king of all the dreams you never had
I'm the king of Kissingdom
I'm the king of all the dreams you never had
I'm the king of Kissingdom
I'm the king, I'm the king
I'm the king of Kissingdom
I'm the king of all the dreams you never had

In there, all the King's whores
And all the King's hitmen
Over there, all the King's inlores
They're inbred and in there

You could never say no, no
No no, no no,
You could never say no, no, no no
No no, no no
Whooo!
I'm the king of all the dreams you never had
I'm the king of Kissingdom
I'm the king of all the dreams you never had

Thankyou
You lick my hair down and kissed my tears away, fears away, yeah
Thankyou
You turned my head round and gave a day

Every silver lining trails a cloudy
Got you through the passion doubt it
It went straight to our heads
You turn away, but I can face it

I know that it's all better now
And I know that we're all through
But you can't uneat the apple now
But I wanna say
Thankyou

For leading me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Into temptation
We met face to face but never right away
And you made your excuses
And left

Every silver lining trails a power
All your hopes can to dark and
Now you've turned away
You turn away, but I can face it

I know that it's all better now
And I know that we're all through
But you can't uneat the apple now
But I wanna say
Thankyou

For leading me, yeah, yeah, yeah

Well I know that it's all better now
And I know that we're all through
I know you can't uneat the apple now
But I wanna say
Thankyou

For tempting me, yeah, yeah, yeah
For leading me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I still need you
But you can't uneat, yeah, yeah, yeah