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from Some Kind Of Wonderful (사랑 시대) by Stephen Hague [ost] (1987)
Who made the rule
That I should always play the fool? All the nights I suffered When I need not have bothered You should have said "Oh, but we ate instead" I thought you couldn't care less Your heart I couldn't impress She loves me, she loves me Oh, and she loves me all the time Lovers we'll be But love cannot describe the things you do to me You're like a holiday But please don't ever stay away The minutes that we missed The idle lips that should've kissed Are now gently together The first kiss lasts forever The meals that went untasted The scenes that I created The days that seemed to drag on forever All the nights I wasted When I should've been dreaming Of all that we could do together |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Didn't I make you want to fall in love
Singing those twisted songs So sweet they made you worry? Didn't I make you want to take my hand Take me to a land Very duckdown and feathery? I will never take you there I will never take you there I will never take you there A child is waiting Meanwhile in the desert of my soul I watch the evening crawling in I spent my adolescence parking cars Waiting for friendships to begin They will never find me there They will never find me there They will never find me there A child is waiting, a child is waiting A child is waiting for me to father her A child is waiting for her to father me A child is waiting I know a woman who incarnates love Or is she just a fantasy? Can I make her want to take my hand? Oh, well, that's up to me Am I getting anywhere? Am I getting anywhere? Am I getting anywhere? A child is waiting |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Didn't I make you want to fall in love
Singing those twisted songs So sweet they made you worry? Didn't I make you want to take my hand Take me to a land Very duckdown and feathery? I will never take you there I will never take you there I will never take you there A child is waiting Meanwhile in the desert of my soul I watch the evening crawling in I spent my adolescence parking cars Waiting for friendships to begin They will never find me there They will never find me there They will never find me there A child is waiting, a child is waiting A child is waiting for me to father her A child is waiting for her to father me A child is waiting I know a woman who incarnates love Or is she just a fantasy? Can I make her want to take my hand? Oh, well, that's up to me Am I getting anywhere? Am I getting anywhere? Am I getting anywhere? A child is waiting |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
I die
You die Softly and so alive No one else has seen me cry Ghetto child I hear you breathing See you heart beating Promise this time the dreams are on me Ghetto child Driven like the lambs Hiding from the hands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes When out the door she slams For no one understands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes Breathes a ghetto child Paper flowers So grey and golden Scent the circus of your soul Ghetto child A book of pictures With no words for it Something's scribbled in the snow Ghetto child Driven like the lambs Hiding from the hands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes When out the door she slams For no one understands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes Breathes a ghetto Child born after Coltrane died But before that one small step Relieved when no one realised That's as high as man could get You'll never take a bigger step Than a ghetto child Driven like the lambs Hiding from the hands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes When out the door she slams For no one understands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes She breathes, she breathes, she breathes She breathes, she breathes, she breathes She breathes, she breathes |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
I die
You die Softly and so alive No one else has seen me cry Ghetto child I hear you breathing See you heart beating Promise this time the dreams are on me Ghetto child Driven like the lambs Hiding from the hands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes When out the door she slams For no one understands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes Breathes a ghetto child Paper flowers So grey and golden Scent the circus of your soul Ghetto child A book of pictures With no words for it Something's scribbled in the snow Ghetto child Driven like the lambs Hiding from the hands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes When out the door she slams For no one understands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes Breathes a ghetto Child born after Coltrane died But before that one small step Relieved when no one realised That's as high as man could get You'll never take a bigger step Than a ghetto child Driven like the lambs Hiding from the hands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes When out the door she slams For no one understands She breathes, she breathes, she breathes She breathes, she breathes, she breathes She breathes, she breathes, she breathes She breathes, she breathes |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Catch the last train Sunday evening
Evacuate provincial suburbs Back to halls the digs the balls To make your play Maybe when the term is over Then you'll stay For all the popstars in your pub They think they're London girls And London girls in mummy’s pearls They know the colours understand They think their time will last Camden Town on Tuesday lunchtime Get the papers maybe this time Indicators indicate a trend your way You're front page news The guest list proves that you don't pay For all the popstars in your pub They think they're London girls And London girls in mummy’s pearls They know the colours understand They hope their time will last Miriam & Vivien invite you to their private view To drink white wine and later dine, Oh don't forget ‘Cause you're the latest hot shot Brit-pop poet laureate And all the popstars in your pub Now think they're London girls And London girls in mummy’s pearls They know the colours understand They hope their time will last (London girls rule okay) |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Catch the last train Sunday evening
Evacuate provincial suburbs Back to halls the digs the balls To make your play Maybe when the term is over Then you'll stay For all the popstars in your pub They think they're London girls And London girls in mummy’s pearls They know the colours understand They think their time will last Camden Town on Tuesday lunchtime Get the papers maybe this time Indicators indicate a trend your way You're front page news The guest list proves that you don't pay For all the popstars in your pub They think they're London girls And London girls in mummy’s pearls They know the colours understand They hope their time will last Miriam & Vivien invite you to their private view To drink white wine and later dine, Oh don't forget ‘Cause you're the latest hot shot Brit-pop poet laureate And all the popstars in your pub Now think they're London girls And London girls in mummy’s pearls They know the colours understand They hope their time will last (London girls rule okay) |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Come over to my garden
Let's listen to the trees Swaying to the rhythm Set up by the breeze I'd like to play you new songs That I wrote on my knees And if you'd like to live here Then we can cut some keys The clothes you wore you had to change For you were getting bored In studied rags do slip straps show Now you can't be ignored Mr. Twentieth Century Man You don't have to pretend That everything won't end Mr. Twentieth Century Man Say goodbye to your shoes Turn off the news Mr. Twentieth Century Man, it's over Who'll miss the Twentieth Century Man? Haven't I been lucky? I've been allowed to sing Fooled them when they bought me I didn't sell a thing! I want to make you happy I want this song to bring All the love in this world The last tulips of Spring A way to live, a way to go These things I can not find But when I think I'm all played out A song will come to mind |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
She fired the spoon
And she looked around her tiny bedroom And knew that she was doomed Daisy shot up her savings And traded on the glow And waited for it to go crazy Needle mythology Is a death trap for you, girl Why make your drug of choice Your goodbye to the world? The astro strings like silken wings Take you away from everything You loved about the way you were The baby doll with daisy hair And nothing in your way You're just like Jesus You die and rise again Getting high and then scoring A world betrayed by your hurry to the grave You know you can't be saved And I'm so sorry You spread your dreams underneath my feet For I once bought you sweets And all the junk that you once did for fun Has now unhappily been done Now you can't run |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Be my liberty, be my fact and fantasy
Make love while you can Has there been a better plan? Well, I could go on but I just don't know I had to fall a little, crawl a little Do it in the hall a little, Rachel I kissed your lips, I lifted up my voice I had to weep a little, creep a little Do it in the street a little, Rachel Fire down below Tell me where do kisses go Fire the glamor guns The junky girls have junky sons I'm a gangster priest but I fell in love I had to fall a little, crawl a little Do it in the hall a little, Rachel I kissed your lips, I lifted up my voice I had to weep a little, creep a little Do it in the street a little, Rachel Everything is great, I don't know what to do Don't know what to wear or who to make love to Have you seen those films where they look like us? Without such grace perhaps and with too much fuss Singing, "Where were you in '82 When there were great new drugs to do?" And where are those that voted for The end of all that we fought for? Be my liberty, be my fact and fantasy Make love while you can Has there been a better plan? Well, I could go on but I just don't know I had to fall a little, crawl a little Do it in the hall a little, Rachel And I kissed your lips, I lifted up my voice I had to weep a little, creep a little Do it in the street a little, Rachel Rachel, Rachel, Rachel Rachel, Rachel, Rachel Rachel, Rachel, Rachel Rachel, Rachel |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Last night I couldn't make it
Wasn't bothered, didn't think it was a drag But tonight you've hit on something I'd not recognised as being in my bag You smoked another cigarette And threw it from the window to the drain Below our second floor apartment Where I live through you, you patiently explain: "I'm a she freak, a she freak A she freak, a she freak, he" Are we all ladykillers? Casanovas within boundaries? Out of bounds? The girl controls seductions obviously The art of sowing seed on common ground So I drove into a shop front just to get to you To get what you deserved Exclusion from mediocrity And all their stinking reveries reversed By a she freak, a she freak A she freak, a she freak, he In the pub by Monday lunchtime Where did the weekend go? I would like to take you walking Somewhere I used to know Who needs lies and who needs intrigue? We haven't time to find You've been lying, you've been hiding That you've been unkind Excuse me for talking seriously These days I know it's not thought of as polite But to be yourself, your true self Is the hardest thing to do and to do right I was superficial when you met me A liar and a fraud I lived rendered in fiction So why was I the one that you adored? 'Cause I'm a she freak, a she freak A she freak, a she freak, he |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Last night I couldn't make it
Wasn't bothered, didn't think it was a drag But tonight you've hit on something I'd not recognised as being in my bag You smoked another cigarette And threw it from the window to the drain Below our second floor apartment Where I live through you, you patiently explain: "I'm a she freak, a she freak A she freak, a she freak, he" Are we all ladykillers? Casanovas within boundaries? Out of bounds? The girl controls seductions obviously The art of sowing seed on common ground So I drove into a shop front just to get to you To get what you deserved Exclusion from mediocrity And all their stinking reveries reversed By a she freak, a she freak A she freak, a she freak, he In the pub by Monday lunchtime Where did the weekend go? I would like to take you walking Somewhere I used to know Who needs lies and who needs intrigue? We haven't time to find You've been lying, you've been hiding That you've been unkind Excuse me for talking seriously These days I know it's not thought of as polite But to be yourself, your true self Is the hardest thing to do and to do right I was superficial when you met me A liar and a fraud I lived rendered in fiction So why was I the one that you adored? 'Cause I'm a she freak, a she freak A she freak, a she freak, he |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Morning came to Stepney
Like it was a curse The cramp that gripped her childhood Was getting worse Morning came to Stepney As if she were the night The darkness was receding Like her delight I'm smitten I've been bitten By you And though you lived in squalor Your comfort was immense Within the boho splendour Of your pretence Fidelity is safety But safety is a bore She wishes for perfection And nothing more I'm smitten I've been bitten By you You come on like it's me you like You come on like Come on, come on, come on... Like you've been smitten You've been bitten By me |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
When you were young
You always thought you'd be a star Even when you washed the glasses in that bar But since you've been recognised Your modesty's been paralysed Your looking through Gilmour's eyes In a starfit Nothing cuts the mustard in a starfit Your p's and q's are busted And you don't give a damn About the every fan Who puts the coinage in your starfit And when it's done What will become of all that pride? The washed out stares Lay bare the care that cracks inside You are nothing more than you were before You're just a played out bore Having a starfit Nothing cuts the mustard in a starfit Your p's and q's are busted And you don't give a damn You're waiting for the man To put a plaster on your starfit But since you've been recognised Your modesty's been paralysed You're looking through Garbo's eyes |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
When you were young
You always thought you'd be a star Even when you washed the glasses in that bar But since you've been recognised Your modesty's been paralysed Your looking through Gilmour's eyes In a starfit Nothing cuts the mustard in a starfit Your p's and q's are busted And you don't give a damn About the every fan Who puts the coinage in your starfit And when it's done What will become of all that pride? The washed out stares Lay bare the care that cracks inside You are nothing more than you were before You're just a played out bore Having a starfit Nothing cuts the mustard in a starfit Your p's and q's are busted And you don't give a damn You're waiting for the man To put a plaster on your starfit But since you've been recognised Your modesty's been paralysed You're looking through Garbo's eyes |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
The father son and game show host came to me
On the West Coast and told me I could fly You don't need jets, you don't need wings You just need faith in silly things Like don't grow old and die It's all there in the air And in every young girl's hair Sugar high, left suspended in a pale blue sky Singing songs for mythic lucky guys and girls Sugar high, in the hit parade I hear the sighs Of ecstasy that only love and music buy Hi bye bye, sugar high The hypo fix the contact strip Immortalized as far too hip, too good to be alive Do you deserve the teenage news? Get your kicks and never bruise in all the hype and jive At the fade of the refrain She just hits play again Sugar high, left suspended in a pale blue sky Singing songs for mythic lucky guys and girls Sugar high, in the hit parade I hear the sighs Of ecstasy that only love and music buy Hi bye bye, sugar high Life is far too complicated To groove along quietly Have you got what it takes to survive? Oh, yeah Sugar high, left suspended in a pale blue sky Singing songs for mythic lucky guys and girls Sugar high, in the hit parade I hear the sighs Of ecstasy that only love and music buy Hi bye bye, sugar high |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
The father son and game show host came to me
On the West Coast and told me I could fly You don't need jets, you don't need wings You just need faith in silly things Like don't grow old and die It's all there in the air And in every young girl's hair Sugar high, left suspended in a pale blue sky Singing songs for mythic lucky guys and girls Sugar high, in the hit parade I hear the sighs Of ecstasy that only love and music buy Hi bye bye, sugar high The hypo fix the contact strip Immortalized as far too hip, too good to be alive Do you deserve the teenage news? Get your kicks and never bruise in all the hype and jive At the fade of the refrain She just hits play again Sugar high, left suspended in a pale blue sky Singing songs for mythic lucky guys and girls Sugar high, in the hit parade I hear the sighs Of ecstasy that only love and music buy Hi bye bye, sugar high Life is far too complicated To groove along quietly Have you got what it takes to survive? Oh, yeah Sugar high, left suspended in a pale blue sky Singing songs for mythic lucky guys and girls Sugar high, in the hit parade I hear the sighs Of ecstasy that only love and music buy Hi bye bye, sugar high |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Write it on the wall
If you think you've heard it all before Write it on the wall For everyone who thinks they've heard it all Here's some more If you grow up to be beautiful and wild You'll just have to live longer as a child The universal daughter Heaven made you King Of the kids on every corner And the Queen of everything And you'll live on for every one Who didn't get this far To sleep through rainy Tuesdays In the back of your car Everything's the same Some things never change But we perceive everything has changed Nothing seems the same so we grieve Can you believe that they're boarding up the future Did you get in on time? Dressed up in nostalgia Now it's you, it's your turn to shine |
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from Stephen Duffy - Duffy (1995)
Write it on the wall
If you think you've heard it all before Write it on the wall For everyone who thinks they've heard it all Here's some more If you grow up to be beautiful and wild You'll just have to live longer as a child The universal daughter Heaven made you King Of the kids on every corner And the Queen of everything And you'll live on for every one Who didn't get this far To sleep through rainy Tuesdays In the back of your car Everything's the same Some things never change But we perceive everything has changed Nothing seems the same so we grieve Can you believe that they're boarding up the future Did you get in on time? Dressed up in nostalgia Now it's you, it's your turn to shine |
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from Stephen Duffy - I Love My Friends (2001)
I was born in Birmingham
But soon I would escape With education incomplete And two songs on a tape When my girlfriend was expelled We took the London coach Her sister gave her daffodils Her mother, an old brooch And she smiled and she smiled And she smiled... She was so beautiful - 17 She was so beautiful - 17 We didn't have much money then No hi-fi or TV So we made love, I'd sing her songs And she would read to me But we were young I didn't know what love was all about When I slept with her best friend Of course she threw me out! And we cried and we cried And we cried... I was looking for a deal Looking for a hit The affectations of success The airs that go with it While she was looking for a man Who didn't need a maid She modelled for an agency Who made sure she got paid When she smiled, when she smiled When she smiled... I was an empty head libertine |
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from Stephen Duffy - I Love My Friends (2001)
I'm not very bright but I know right from wrong
And I've not been right, for I don't know how long I cry in my sleep, I laugh when you weep, I lie and I cheat I talk with my feet, I'm running away, I'm lost and I long for oblivion You gave me life, I gave you make believe You wanted to be my wife, I wanted you to leave I cry in my sleep, I laugh when you weep, I lie and I cheat I talk with my feet, I'm running away, I'm lost and I long for oblivion I took the darkest ways down and doubtful ?I'm sorry?, I heard you say, we can work it on I cry in my sleep, I laugh when you weep, I lie and I cheat I talk with my feet, I'm running away, I'm lost and I long for oblivion |
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from Stephen Duffy - I Love My Friends (2001)
I was born in poverty but when I was about nineteen
I wrote a song called 'Kiss Me', and soon it was pay day A terraced house in that country, I thought that would do for me It's seemed to be the lilac time, but when the lilac died I went back to town and cried, I need someone who'll always love me The day after someone dies, waking little lesser lies Why do the wicked seem to survive, Eucharistain song We're little more alone, the moments took that were never known They'll never see my happy home, you see them everyday I know you want to say, you won't forget we'll always love you When you're young and you fall down and cry When you're old and you fall down and died I am in between, there will never be Anywhere or sincere with anyone that I find dear Checking in around twilight, the hotel where we board the tonight I run a path and pack some books, which we will embrace Told me that your father died, when you buried him you cried You're sorry and you are surprised, he died and you were born So you don't have to mourn, live your life alone, always love you Love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you |
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from Stephen Duffy - I Love My Friends (2001)
She belongs to all, she talks as she undresses
The love that she expresses when nothing can be said Pennies in a stream, my love songs unrequited And all the dicks you slighted are at your door I won?t erase your teenage writings from my wall Where you wrote, love is all, you meant it you know you did Where others see the mother of another child I still see, your eyes ablaze and wild outside your faculty She belongs to all, among the facts and fictions The crutches and addictions of everyday Even in the grey, solar energy is transmuted The one thing that can?t be disputed is on its way I won?t erase your teenage writings from my wall Where you wrote, love is all, you meant it you know you did Where others see the mother of another child I still see your eyes ablaze and wild, outside your faculty L?amour est tout, je te jure, monsieur I won?t erase your teenage writings from my wall Where you wrote, love is all, you meant it you know you did Where others see the mother of another child I still see your eyes ablaze and wild, outside your faculty |
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from Stephen Duffy - I Love My Friends (2001)
You think your're gay, gets in the way
Being in love with your boyfriend You dump and see blokes, you don't laugh at jokes Your Anti Christ could be a God send Come down now, I guess you found how Most of it's live will have to forgive you Not knowing if you get a little bit of something good, grab hold of it Never let go, you don't know what they broke from it If you get a little bit of something good hold on to it Never let go, you don't know what they come against We were the punks the bolly one drunks The last to be out school teenagers No one drops out, nobody shouts Because the crash course to the neighbhours Come down now, I guess you found how Most of it's live will have to forgive you Not knowing if you get a little bit of something good, grab hold of it Never let go, you don't know what they broke from it If you get a little bit of something good, hold on to it Never let go, you don't know what they come against Something good, something good Something good, something good Why am I always the one, won't let go just hanging on After all the love is gone, long gone Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see you around, something good Why did you leave Camden town, something good Why don't we see, something good |
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from Stephen Duffy - I Love My Friends (2001)
I moved to town at 23
And launched myself in society From a squat in Archway, N19 Looking for a thrill I fell in love with Ecstasy Which seemed to fuel my vanity I swore to write just poetry And live upon a hill It wasn't her my love, it was me Looking for another way to see Looking for another place to be I sang my songs of Birmingham How did you relate to them? Did you dig the proleterian way I got it wrong? I bet you never thought I'd dream of you More than that I'd fall for you Walk just to bump into you Like you bumped into this song And I'd betray my childhood Betray my class if I could For a moment truly understood A reason to believe In ornamental flower beds There in blooms the memory Of all those who can't come back to me The love we have to leave |
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from Stephen Duffy - I Love My Friends (2001)
You film the dark in Technicolor
And I?ll be wrapped around your finger If you?ve a lesson you can teach my heart You rescued me out of a lake So deep and dark with my mistakes That I get wet whenever we?re apart You are more than what I bargained for You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are Did I pretend to crave their souls? To serve while kissing all their holes Did I pretend to be their truest friend? Another string, a bow of sin My heart, a silent violin At least you made me tune it in the end You are more than what I bargained for You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are And if you want to run away for the day I will stay by your side But if you want to leave me here Then my dear, I won?t fear suicide More than I bargained for You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are You are my guiding star You are, that?s what you are You are my Shangri-La You are, that?s where you are You are, you are, you are You are, you are, you are |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
I'm lying to myself
But I don't know if I'm prepared to listen The answer is skin deep Where can I find a simpler complexion? Maybe I can, maybe I can't Maybe a baby or maybe a plant I could buy a gun, a new pair of shoes I'll make you unhappy So don't make me choose Between the devil I know, the devil I don't A lover who loves me and a lover who won't Accept that I'm so confused About love and love I have refused I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair It's over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair But, baby, I don't care I want what I can't have But if by chance I get it I don't want it I want to hold your hand But holding hands holds more demands than answers Give me a kiss, give me a break Give me a miss 'cause I won't stay awake Beyond the flattery dash Caught in a crush A moment of pash before the pregnant hush Is it two hearts or three? Shaken or stirred? Give me an answer or give me the bird Oh won't you tell me about the loves in your life? You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife You, you execute love's pas de deux But you think you're just par for the course And your kisses have no strings attached And your love is always left on the latch You're such a sweet thing Not a catch phrase or a dance craze But the nature of my success Seems to make your tears jingles for singles |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
The terraces of the 70's
Are only filled with rain The corner shops and B-roads Were flattened by the main Our old estate's still standing And shaken by each truck But the house where we first made love Went down to let the tarmac up Headstrong The wallpaper curled and dirtied The curtain rail pulled off The first time you cried and scratched my back I heard your old Dad cough And after on our elbows We watched the traffic crawl Underneath the orange lights And across your bedroom wall Headstrong and cocksure I pick my friends like scabs And none of them heal And when my finger stabs None of them feel Now the nightclubs are shut for you You must be 24 at least But I'll still come in spirit First love won't rest in peace Headstrong and cocksure Those were our horizons Our holiday for two Just beyond the cooling towers Our panoramic view I don't remember leaving you We both were in a state There always are a lot of girls Looking for a candidate who's... Headstrong and cocksure |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
You, you've got a funny way of saying hello
And a pocketful of undisclosed dreams You paved my way to helpless nerves And no one gets inside your jeans Now don't mention the blur At the merest hint of her I love you, you don't know How much I love you And how that crush is a blow You don't care about me And how I care about you Once before the world became serene The hands of love pushed me away But soon you will reject that scene For acts of love and passion plays Let's improvise A perfect world without the lies With your wristful of chains And your fistful of change I hope that you get through Now you think your dandy pose Goes with my basement clothes What made you change your view? Maybe it's my loving tongue The ecstasy from which we swung (I'm your lover in a world of dreams) |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
Baby, let me make you a statue
To stand outside the council house To stand as a reminder of what you are And what you want to be I want to live with you Want to sleep with you In a house, in a peaceful world They want to take you They want to break you Don't let them make you unhappy You are the icing on the cake The party on the street The love you cannot fake The truth you cannot cheat You were left on the doorstep Of the Social Security You were hoping for a future as someone Not just a leisure refugee I always saw you as a fighter and a winner Not content to only write your name Their right way is the wrong way for what you are And what you were born to be Born to be young and free To be young and wise Not to listen to all their lies Don't let them make you Don't let them break you Don't let them make you unhappy Here we come waltzing home By the moon so bright By the sea, by the harbour wall They want to take you They want to break you Shape you and make you unhappy |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
You remind me of
Julie Christie in 'Billy Liar' You, your milky youth Wide eyed devotion and pure desire You are open to all of my suggestions But you are better for none of my pretensions They get their way most times But you'll get your way this time You cannot stay in this hole You'll get away this time Warm with wayward hope Your kisses breathless, your love divine You left drama school For shop floor restless, not by design You are tired of provincial boutique Sundays You want the mythical New York and Champs Elysee Never try to profit With fortune you can stop it I'm afraid you will succeed To find what capitals are cleaner The grass is so much greener Please don't ever go to seed |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
In my young life I have received
Callers as though they were Christmas Eve. Disappointed and I don't know why? She gave me laughter and hope And a sock in the eye. (A love like this is sealed with a kiss) In my young life and I know something now. I've never tried to create a wow. Wows are few frustration more common. Now I can feel it in my soul, That's why I gave the come on. Kiss me with your mouth. Your love is better than wine. But wine is all I have. Will your love ever be mine? Faces fall before my feet. Like blood onto a clean white sheet. When I grow old I won't forget To innocence my only debt. Wow I feel so fresh today. Barefoot in the snow to make love in the hay. The stars are bright in the abyss, Now I can feel you in my arms I explode inside your kiss. |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
In my young life I have received
Callers as though they were Christmas Eve. Disappointed and I don't know why? She gave me laughter and hope And a sock in the eye. (A love like this is sealed with a kiss) In my young life and I know something now. I've never tried to create a wow. Wows are few frustration more common. Now I can feel it in my soul, That's why I gave the come on. Kiss me with your mouth. Your love is better than wine. But wine is all I have. Will your love ever be mine? Faces fall before my feet. Like blood onto a clean white sheet. When I grow old I won't forget To innocence my only debt. Wow I feel so fresh today. Barefoot in the snow to make love in the hay. The stars are bright in the abyss, Now I can feel you in my arms I explode inside your kiss. |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
Let us consider all the complications
Every reason I can't be with you I want to document each reservation The have nots that we must undo We're not suited, not stupid, not the loving kind Much too busy to have the time But it's your kisses I live for Love's not a half time score Take love but take it from me Love is driving me insane Love is driving me insane When the wind howls through the railway sidings And the night has nowhere else to go It seems a sorry way to solve a problem A drama but never a show Play acting and banking on forgetting you Small town lovers or Newcastle blue Your excuses amuses The someone who loses So make love but make it with me (Love me madly, I don't care I don't want you in my hair) You instate fury With my denied and my unrequited... |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
In the summer and her pinafore
She thought she'd love for evermore How soon things sour Past the bewitching hour She finds herself in winter deep inside her coat The past is just an anecdote She can't forget for it's her alphabet of time Will there be a war Will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified In the Sunday colour magazine She reads a line and then she dreams Of what she'll do When she leaves you again She knows that home Was once a wild unknown As always her own chaperone Catch the bus from wilderness or to Will there be a war And will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified Hold on tight Will there be a war And will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified Hold on tight Catch that bus Fares please Ding ding ding |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
You screw up your face when he kisses you
And when you make love it's not love for you And when you cry he swears you're not the same Where is the girl he would have died for? Perhaps the girl has kissed the boy And never will Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch, she never would Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch She said she'd only meet him once But then her dreams could not allow Her to forget how much she had forgot And he became her forget-me-not Winter approached and only his kiss Could warm her I went to St. Christopher's Place But it reminded me of you Remainder: our night on French bed linen Oh, but don't expect me to... |
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from Stephen Duffy - They Called Him Tintin (2003)
I wonder who's coming out today
To play in sheltered shopping centres Sitting around the stagnant fountain Counting pennies eating peanuts Brown paper, babies and check out girls In uniform and furniture boys Who we used to know don't say hello But that's okay that's okay 'Cause when the sun comes down And you come home We'll have two weeks all alone Before you have to go back to school Which ruins everything. Wednesday Jones is growing up And if she goes I'll never catch her On the petrol station forecourt All thumbs and old suede jacket Catch the bus back to the house The front room's ours and we can stay there Stared out the window for an hour Until I too went away went away 'Cause when the sun comes down And we're apart Another one must claim my heart And Wednesday Jones and I won't be Each others lover |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
I'm lying to myself
But I don't know if I'm prepared to listen The answer is skin deep Where can I find a simpler complexion? Maybe I can, maybe I can't Maybe a baby or maybe a plant I could buy a gun, a new pair of shoes I'll make you unhappy So don't make me choose Between the devil I know, the devil I don't A lover who loves me and a lover who won't Accept that I'm so confused About love and love I have refused I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair It's over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair But, baby, I don't care I want what I can't have But if by chance I get it I don't want it I want to hold your hand But holding hands holds more demands than answers Give me a kiss, give me a break Give me a miss 'cause I won't stay awake Beyond the flattery dash Caught in a crush A moment of pash before the pregnant hush Is it two hearts or three? Shaken or stirred? Give me an answer or give me the bird Oh won't you tell me about the loves in your life? You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife You, you execute love's pas de deux But you think you're just par for the course And your kisses have no strings attached And your love is always left on the latch You're such a sweet thing Not a catch phrase or a dance craze But the nature of my success Seems to make your tears jingles for singles |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
The terraces of the 70's
Are only filled with rain The corner shops and B-roads Were flattened by the main Our old estate's still standing And shaken by each truck But the house where we first made love Went down to let the tarmac up Headstrong The wallpaper curled and dirtied The curtain rail pulled off The first time you cried and scratched my back I heard your old Dad cough And after on our elbows We watched the traffic crawl Underneath the orange lights And across your bedroom wall Headstrong and cocksure I pick my friends like scabs And none of them heal And when my finger stabs None of them feel Now the nightclubs are shut for you You must be 24 at least But I'll still come in spirit First love won't rest in peace Headstrong and cocksure Those were our horizons Our holiday for two Just beyond the cooling towers Our panoramic view I don't remember leaving you We both were in a state There always are a lot of girls Looking for a candidate who's... Headstrong and cocksure |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
Once we were lovers
Against all the others Simply defeated They knew they were done for Elected assassins Or friends of assassins I suppose under pressure We drifted apart Oh, what have they done for you? Oh, what have they done for you? We used to laugh in the sun We made the philistines run Now look what they've done They become fascists To save their interests They think that the homeless Should remain homeless They try and make wild ones Just good factory hands But when you play their game They give you your cards Together we can vote them out And make ours a better time I'll see you on the barricades On Bromford Bridge And Saltley Gate & Vine |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
The good old days that never were
Are what she reaches for Carry on, carry on, forget about me Her body sways, she doesn't care She pulls me to the floor Carry on, carry on, forget about me Holes in my shoes Waiting in queues all day You went with me Holes in my shoes Waiting in queues The past that never was The feathered brooms that brush away The details that still hurt Carry on, carry on, forget about me The ransacked tombs of happy days Leaves me with the dirt Carry on, carry on, forget about me |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
You, you've got a funny way of saying hello
And a pocketful of undisclosed dreams You paved my way to helpless nerves And no one gets inside your jeans Now don't mention the blur At the merest hint of her I love you, you don't know How much I love you And how that crush is a blow You don't care about me And how I care about you Once before the world became serene The hands of love pushed me away But soon you will reject that scene For acts of love and passion plays Let's improvise A perfect world without the lies With your wristful of chains And your fistful of change I hope that you get through Now you think your dandy pose Goes with my basement clothes What made you change your view? Maybe it's my loving tongue The ecstasy from which we swung (I'm your lover in a world of dreams) |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
You, you've got a funny way of saying hello
And a pocketful of undisclosed dreams You paved my way to helpless nerves And no one gets inside your jeans Now don't mention the blur At the merest hint of her I love you, you don't know How much I love you And how that crush is a blow You don't care about me And how I care about you Once before the world became serene The hands of love pushed me away But soon you will reject that scene For acts of love and passion plays Let's improvise A perfect world without the lies With your wristful of chains And your fistful of change I hope that you get through Now you think your dandy pose Goes with my basement clothes What made you change your view? Maybe it's my loving tongue The ecstasy from which we swung (I'm your lover in a world of dreams) |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
You remind me of
Julie Christie in 'Billy Liar' You, your milky youth Wide eyed devotion and pure desire You are open to all of my suggestions But you are better for none of my pretensions They get their way most times But you'll get your way this time You cannot stay in this hole You'll get away this time Warm with wayward hope Your kisses breathless, your love divine You left drama school For shop floor restless, not by design You are tired of provincial boutique Sundays You want the mythical New York and Champs Elysee Never try to profit With fortune you can stop it I'm afraid you will succeed To find what capitals are cleaner The grass is so much greener Please don't ever go to seed |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
Let us consider all the complications
Every reason I can't be with you I want to document each reservation The have nots that we must undo We're not suited, not stupid, not the loving kind Much too busy to have the time But it's your kisses I live for Love's not a half time score Take love but take it from me Love is driving me insane Love is driving me insane When the wind howls through the railway sidings And the night has nowhere else to go It seems a sorry way to solve a problem A drama but never a show Play acting and banking on forgetting you Small town lovers or Newcastle blue Your excuses amuses The someone who loses So make love but make it with me (Love me madly, I don't care I don't want you in my hair) You instate fury With my denied and my unrequited... |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
Meet me by the traffic lights
On Corporation Street Changing, always changing But only to repeat The need to transcend Defeat the need to pretend Love is always cause for celebration The other three dimensions let you down There's no need to leave the love station You can take this trip in any town Once you know the destination There's no need to leave the love station If you can make it there For mercy, pity, peace and love Are all you need Money, though we don't have much Will only buy you greed It's cheap to defeat The vicious need to compete You thought the doors of love Had slammed on you You pull the brocade curtains tightly to Turn up the sprouts Let your mascara run Forget yourself And get some loving done |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
You used to be so fancy free
Now you hardly look at me You sweep the leaves out the road And count the snowflakes when it snows Let's cut away the undergrowth Of a love that hurt us both You stroked the cat when it purred But go to sleep without a word Let's work this out tonight Sort out every silly fight Now whistle half a love's duet 'Cause half a love is all you get When you don't play your part When you broke my heart The wind howled through the corridors Of a heart that still adores Life with you when it's so good Is a lesson learnt and understood Love can make you feel a fool Love's unkind and lovers are cruel You make me wish I were dead But I go and feed the cat instead And I can't cope with being unhappy When I know what makes me happy And I love loving you But I can't cope with what it makes me do |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
I'll never be hip in the magazines
(That don't matter) And I don't mix in those social scenes (Just don't bother) I'm not in the book on the coffee tables (I don't care) And I just don't fit designer labels We're out there We've just got each other One love and one lover This must be the start of something special Taken to the heart as something special When we're apart we're together Welcome to the start of forever It's such a release just to be with you (We're together) Even when I can't speak my love talks to you (You're my lover) You don't tie me down, you just set me free (Easter, brother) I don't want more than you to be with me (Undercover) I can't express it better Mere words lack the lustre |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
In the summer and her pinafore
She thought she'd love for evermore How soon things sour Past the bewitching hour She finds herself in winter deep inside her coat The past is just an anecdote She can't forget for it's her alphabet of time Will there be a war Will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified In the Sunday colour magazine She reads a line and then she dreams Of what she'll do When she leaves you again She knows that home Was once a wild unknown As always her own chaperone Catch the bus from wilderness or to Will there be a war And will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified Hold on tight Will there be a war And will she die or will she no And find the pain of youth still shows? Like Mary Tyler-Moore She stares across the yawning tide Out of love and terrified Hold on tight Catch that bus Fares please Ding ding ding |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
Gentle lady, please don't cry
Loves just weary, it won't die I'm enchanted by you I'm disenchanted by me Gentle lady, please don't sing That love won't give you anything Growing old is calling Growing up is boring Gentle lady, please don't cry Or I will... Love you forever until I don't Love you forever until you won't And if forever seems too short Then we'll regret the times we fought Say you love me if you dare So scared I'll hurt you or won't care But you keep playing hard to get To my lovesick etiquette We celebrate the new year well Like two young virgins for a spell But when the spell begins to fade Will we forget that love's been made? Say you love me if you dare So I can... Mundane to Friday you wear your cashmere sweaters And leave my love letters at home But when comes payday you wave my letters Like some kind of final demand How can I make you understand that I'll... Yes, you will, you will regret it |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
You screw up your face when he kisses you
And when you make love it's not love for you And when you cry he swears you're not the same Where is the girl he would have died for? Perhaps the girl has kissed the boy And never will Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch, she never would Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch She said she'd only meet him once But then her dreams could not allow Her to forget how much she had forgot And he became her forget-me-not Winter approached and only his kiss Could warm her I went to St. Christopher's Place But it reminded me of you Remainder: our night on French bed linen Oh, but don't expect me to... |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
You screw up your face when he kisses you
And when you make love it's not love for you And when you cry he swears you're not the same Where is the girl he would have died for? Perhaps the girl has kissed the boy And never will Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch, she never would Unkiss that kiss, she never could Untouch that touch She said she'd only meet him once But then her dreams could not allow Her to forget how much she had forgot And he became her forget-me-not Winter approached and only his kiss Could warm her I went to St. Christopher's Place But it reminded me of you Remainder: our night on French bed linen Oh, but don't expect me to... |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
A catalogue of ill gotten forgoteries
Knocking at your door at nine Tumbling down like sand castles Your eiderdown Slipping off your skin and mine But something strikes At my window one night I awake imagining you Standing out on the beach With a pocket torch and a lock of hair And not knowing what to do There are plenty of boys in the sea But none of them love you like me We'll never argue, we'll never sigh If I never see you We can't say goodbye The streets all muscle in with hunger For the nights I should've slept with you You didn't answer the phone I drove across town through dusk Cathedrals, museum and school But by the time I arrived Your room looked like you'd gone away And were sure never to return A pile of magazines My letters under coffee cups Unanswered and unconcerned |
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from Stephen Duffy - Because We Love You (2008)
When you go to bed
You just turn your back to face him Nothing can be said You didn't fall in love to hate him The nights of naked gloom And lonely even though he's with you When you go to bed You tell him what he wants to hear When you fall asleep Your dreams of love are so severe When you go to bed You tell him what he wants to hear "It's OK, it's alright" It don't take much to stop a fight When you go to bed Can you hide the truth you're cheating? And when you awake Do you reach out for someone missing? Like I reach out for you And only find the same old stranger The haute couture shows of love you make The Leonard Cohen bible of fashion If you're lonely in your dressing gown I'm ready to wear, off the peg And ready for bed |
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