1.We Are Each Other
Lyricist：Heaton, Rotheray
There's no more little secrets we haven't yet disclosed
We bore the living daylights of anyone too close
And all our cards at Christmas are written to us both
Count them up who's got the most？
Said we'd be close
Said we'd work perfectly
Said that we'd toast
Beautiful company
Closer than a sister to her baby brother
Closer than a secret agent, working undercover
It's too close for a lover, it's too close for a lover
We are each other, we are each other
We've been through all positions and this one's definitely best
You move Middle East and I'll move Wild West
What happened to our friendship we could easily have guessed
Add it up we're self-possessed
Said we'd be true
Said we'd be so, so proud
Just me and you
We'd shout it out aloud
Closer than a sister to her baby brother
Closer than a secret agent, working undercover
It's too close for a lover, it's too close for a lover
We are each other, we are each other
Remember we went shopping and we went by piggyback
I shaved all my legs and you grew hairs upon your back
Well no-one's ever been since to this lover's shack
It's a cul-de-sac
Said we'd be close
Said we'd work perfectly
Said that we'd toast
Beautiful company
Said we'd be true
Said we'd be so, so proud
Just me and you
We'd shout it out aloud
Closer than a sister to her baby brother
Closer than a secret agent working under cover
It's too close for a lover, it's too close for a lover
We are each other, we are each other
We are each other, we are each other
2.Old Red Eyes Is Back
Lyricist：Heaton, Rotheray
Old red eyes is back, red from the night before the night before
Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door
Old red's in town and sitting late at night he doesn't make a
sound
Just adding to the wrinkles on his deathly frown
They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed
They're only red from all the women that I could've wed
So when you look into these eyes I hope you realize
They could never be blue, they could never be blue
They could never be blue, they could never be blue
Listen up old red, you never listened to a word the doctor said
He told you if you drank another you'd be dead
Old red eyes is back, his shoulders ache all over and his brain
is sore
He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw
They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head
They're only red from all the things I could have done instead
So when you look into these eyes I hope you realize
They could never be blue, they could never be blue
They could never be blue, they could never be blue
Blue is a street without an end
Red is the color of my hell
Blue is a greeting from a friend
Red is the color of farewell
Old red he died and every single landlord in the district cried
An empty bottle of whiskey laying by his side
A lazy little tear running from each eye
They could never be blue, they could never be blue
They could never be blue, they could never be blue
3.When I'm 84
Lyricist：Paul Heaton, Dave Rotheray
Queuing with the old folk
There's an old man with a wicked smile
Not through smug politeness
He's doing it in style, style
He's doing it in style, style
No savings book or flannel slacks
No pardon when I heard them ask
Just a Vodafone and a Filofax
When I'm 64, I'll dream on
They all bore the milkman
Stop him for hours at their front gate
He just sits and thinks
I'll make the bastard wait, wait
I'll make the bastard wait, wait
No dribbling or incontinence
No longing for the old sixpence
Just smoking weed till age make sense
When I'm 74, I'll dream on
They all save for Blackpool
Just for the cheap companionship
Meanwhile he counts pennies
For a different trip, trip
For a different trip, trip
No smoking pipes and drinking bitter
No eying up the baby sitter
I'll trip up kids and I'll drop my litter
When I'm 84, I'll dream on
When I'm 84, I'll dream on late
(I'll dream on)
You're in your nineties, Arthur
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
Be careful with your back
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
Exercise your muscles
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
Yes, I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
Yes, I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
Yes, I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
I'd rather Jack
(I'll dream on and I'll whisper late)
...
4.You Play Glockenspiel, I'll Play Drums
Lyricist：Paul Heaton, Dave Rotheray
There's a boy with a brace across his teeth
White socks, tattooed underneath
Bus tickets crunched up in his palm
Stood there he's spinning a yarn
There's a girl with a plastic pair of shoes
Two eyes permanently bruised
Can't find the time to be alarmed
Just stood spinning a yarn
Just take your time
It'll work out fine
It'll do no harm
To spin your yarn
You do English
I'll do sums
You break fingers
I'll break thumbs
And you play Dads
And I'll play Mums
You play glockenspiel
And I'll play drums
You play glockenspiel
And I'll play drums
My name is Derek from the den
I deal in shillings and in pence
I'll get you any deal you like
Ten sweets for a mountain bike you like
My name is Mandy from the yard
I deal in crazy tarot cards
I'll tell you what the future brings
One cat and a dog that sings
Just take your time
It'll work out fine
It'll do no harm
To spin your yarn
You do English
I'll do sums
You break fingers
And I'll break thumbs
And you play Dads
And I'll play Mums
You play glockenspiel
I'll play drums
You play glockenspiel
And I'll play drums
Just take your time
It'll work out fine
It'll do no harm
To spin your yarn
Spin your yarn
Spin your yarn
You do English
And I'll do sums
And you break fingers
And I'll break thumbs
And you play Dads
And I'll play Mums
You play glockenspiel
And I'll play drums
You play glockenspiel
And I'll play drums
I'll play drums
I'll play drums
5.I'm Your No. 1 Fan
Lyricist：Heaton, Rotheray
I was handed down the looks of a man with a broken nose
That's the way our family was, I suppose
But at least you gave me deeply profound
As we lay and chatted late upon the cricket ground
You didn't have to love me, where others got rid
You didn't have to treat me like a very good friend
But I'm glad that you did, I'm glad that you did
One thing I never said to you and one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your no. 1 fan, I'm your no. 1 fan
I'm the richly blessed daughter of a mother with tattooed arms
That's the way my family life, life was charmed
But at least it gave me mental grace
And a thought, oh at the pit of my mind and a smile on my face
You didn't have to listen to a, a word that I'd said
You didn't have to tell me all those silly old jokes
For every tear that I shed, every tear that I shed
'Cos one thing I never said to you and one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your no. 1 fan, I'm your no. 1 fan, yes, I am
I was handed down a bike with a crooked old wheel
But I rode it on a million lanes, the way that you made me feel
But at least we thought about it so long and hard
As we sat upon our mother in the graveyard
And you don't have to listen to a, a word in this song
Your picture hangs the same and in the same old place
Even though that you've gone, even though that you've gone
'Cos one thing I never said to you and one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your no. 1 fan, I'm your no. 1 fan
Yes, I am, I'm your no. 1 fan
Yes, I am, yes, I am
I'm your no. 1 fan, yes I am
6.Something That You Said
Lyricist：Paul Heaton, Dave Rotheray
The perfect love song, it has no words
It only has death threats
And you can tell a classic ballad
By how threatening it gets
So if you walk into your house
And she's cutting up your mother
She's only trying to tell you that
She loves you like no other
No other, she loves you like no other
The only emotions
That I know are love and hate
And she's chopping and she's changing
And it's making you afraid
I said, close your eyes
And imagine that I'm nice
She'll kiss you or she'll kill you
But you'll just have to wait
Because some things that I do
Make you go blue
And something that you said
Made me go red
The perfect love has no emotions
It only harbors doubt
And if she fears your intentions
She will cut you out
So do not raise your voice
And do not shake your fist
Just pass her the carving knife
If that's what she insists
Insists, if that's what she insists
I hate tattoo on my brain
And a love one on my heart
I'd love to hate you, like I love you
And just tear your dreams apart
I said, close your eyes
And imagine that I'm nice
Cupid's arrow looking more like
A Cupid's poisoned dart
Because some things that I do
Make you go blue
And something that you said
Made me go red
Some things that I do
Make you go blue
And something that you said
Made me go red
The perfect kiss is dry as sand
And doesn't take your breath
The perfect kiss is with the boy
That you've just stabbed to death
Is with the boy
That you've just stabbed to death
Is with the boy
That you've just stabbed to death
7.Here It Is Again
Lyricist：Paul Heaton, Dave Rotheray
Here it is again, it's so, so mad
Turning young and happy into old and sad
Here it is again just passed by chance
All the way to the lawyer from a sloppy dance
It was another holiday argument
But she threw him into the sea
A glass bottomed boat pulled him up
His face was rotting in weed
It was rotting in weed, I've seen those people bleed
If it never happens well, it happened to me
Do you know who you love？
Does anybody here have a clue just who they're with？
And it was glance by glance and it was blow by blow
Did they know just who they loved？
Here it is again in the same disguise
Clean shoes, smart tie and deep blue eyes
Here it is again and it makes you sick
Watch the blind man walk along without a stick
Heads, he was a beautiful lover
Tails, he was definitely bad
Heads, you're like no other
Tails, just the best he'd had
You're the best he's had, you're the best so far
All the way to the church from the back of the car
Do you know who you love？
Does anybody here have a clue just who they're with？
And it was glance by glance and it was blow by blow
Did they know just who they loved？
Just who they loved, just who they loved
Just who they loved, just who they loved
Just who they loved, just who they loved
8.Domino Man
Lyricist：Paul Heaton, Dave Rotheray
Through ugly pints and Sunday breaths
Sit men whose stare is cold as death
Through wide lapels and glued up eyes
Through made up kids and made up wives
Sittin' in the heart of them
Is a man who's not like other men
Don't you know just who I am
A nod, a wink, I am the domino man
And if you pull a double one
I'll pack my bags and I'll be gone
And if you pull a three and four
I'm flyin' off to Singapore
Where women dance and tigers roar
I'm lyin' on a distant shore
I'm livin' life as fast as I, I can
A nod, a wink, another drink, I am the domino man
Through a twenty deep screen of humorists
Through slavering jaws and angry fists
Through tales of mishap and the clickety-clack
Is a fully paid member of the brother of the tap
Through heavy smoke and idle bets
Through heaving lungs and heavy debts
Sits a man who knows he can
A nod, a wink, I am the domino man
And if you pull a two and a six
I'll pack my bags and take that risk
And if you pull a four and five
They'll never take this man alive
I'll go far east and I'll survive
The market streets, I'll duck and dive
I'm livin' life as fast as I can
A nod, a wink, another drink I am the domino man
And when he's off to sail the seven seas
He just stay indoors or hides up trees
He's been to places that you've never seen
But his mind is blank and his passport's clean
And if you pull a two and a six
I'll pack my bags and take that risk
And if you pull a four and five
They'll never take this man alive
I'll go far east and I'll survive
The market streets, I'll duck and dive
I'm livin' life just as fast as I can
A nod, a wink, another drink, I am the domino man
9.36d
Lyricist：Heaton, Rotheray
Close your legs, open your mind
Leave those compliments well behind
Dig a little deeper into yourself
And you may find
Come over here just sit right down
Needn't comb your hair, needn't pout or frown
I hear you've turned our young men
Into dribbling clowns
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
Make their day and go ahead
Remove your clothes, lie on their bed
Just a last gasp chance or an outside bet
To the easily led
And before you do just what you do
Here' one thought for you to chew
The men who run the business that you sell
They screw you too
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
You're just another 365 night stand
But you're so handy, you're so handy
You cheapen and you nasty every woman in this land
But you're so handy, you're so handy
Your picture's hanging pretty on the squaddies' walls
You're Steven's, Andy's, you're Ian's, you're Paul's
Your body's through of fondly in the rugby mauls
But you want more
Your name is always mentioned in the jokes we crack
You're coaching horses and wolf packs
Your clothes has turned the passive into maniacs
But you want more
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
36D so what D so what
Is that all that you've got？
10.We'll Deal With You Later
Lyricist：Paul Heaton, Dave Rotheray
Revolutions come and go
But we'll just have to wait
The time is night to sit and plot
Exactly who you hate
Sirens in the neighborhood
The gun must be misunderstood
A warden in a pool of blood
The palace laugh and so they should
So they should
Across the world in every coup
A thousand guns without a clue
If only all people knew
They've got their sight set up on you
Every war is always cursed
With just who do you shoot at first
Think real hard and think sandhurst
Take an officer he's the worst
He's the worst, he's the worst
Governments will rise and fall
But royalty's still there
Don't worry if it's queen or duke
Try scything down the pair
And if you class the palace staff
As devil's advocator
Just put them in an incubator
And we'll deal with them later
Just a little bit later
We'll deal with you later
We'll deal with you later
Just put them in an incubator
And we'll deal with them later
Just throw them to the alligators
And we'll deal with them later
So be wary of the liquidator
'Cos we'll deal with you later
Just put them in a liquidator
And we'll deal with you later
We'll deal with you later
We'll deal with you later, later
11.The Rocking Chair
Lyricist：Paul Heaton, Dave Rotheray
Here I walk, here I walk
Looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk
Here I am, here I am
With a choice between an also ran and a sun bed tan
(And you thought, you'd found your own little look)
How I misjudged, how I mistook
(And you thought, you'd found the style of your hair)
I guess tonight I'll take, I'll take all these troubles to the
rocking chair
So I'll take these high-heeled shoes
And yes, I'll take these traditional views
I'll take this deep despair
Of a thirty year old square to the rocking chair
Here I sit, here I sit
Looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit
Here I stand, here I stand
Torn between the balding drunk and no man's land
(And they'll tell you when you've reached your peak)
Where the wolf-whistle rung, there's a deafening shriek
(Blowing kisses into thin air)
I guess tonight I'll take, I'll take these troubles to the
rocking chair
So I'll take this awkward stance
And I'll take this sexless dance
I'll take this deep despair
Of a thirty year old square to the rocking chair
Am I skinny？ A shade too fat？
My friend the cat knows all about that
Am I happy？ Just a little sad
(Here I sit, here I sit)
(Looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit)
My friend the cat knows all about that
Am I skinny？ A shade too fat？
(Here I walk, here I walk)
(Looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk)
My friend the cat knows all about that
Are you happy？ Are you happy？
Just a little sad
Are you happy？ Are you happy？
Just a little sad
12.Bell-Bottomed Tear
Lyricist：Heaton, Rotheray
This is the dinner prepared
This is the dress that I made
This is the child I brought up
And this is the woman you laid
This is the woman you laid
This is the perfume I wore
This is the hotel we stayed
This is the way that I lay
And this is the woman you laid
This is the woman you laid
We promise ourselves this is no one night stand
Let us draw all the curtains and strike up the band
And I'm thrilled by gentlest touch of your hand, we pretend
There's a tear, there's a tear
Not through confusion through fear, through fear
This is the smile that I wore
This is the song that we played
This is the way that I lay
And this is the woman you laid
This is the woman you laid
Next morning our eyes filled with sleepy regret
A kiss and goodbye and a long cigarette
But the pillow I lay on is cold and it's wet
Can't pretend
It's a tear, it's a tear
Not through confusion, through fear, through fear
And knowing at least that love came so near
Just adds to the weight of this bell-bottomed tear
Roll out the red carpets and unplug the phone
Root out the photos you've already shown
'Cause this is one night you won't sleep alone
Just one night
There's a tear, there's a tear
Not through confusion through fear, through fear
And knowing at least that love came so near
Just adds to the weight of this bell-bottomed tear
There's a tear, there's a tear
Not through confusion, through fear
Not through confusion, through fear
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